Fairy sister from heaven

On a certain road, in a black extended luxury car.

Mu Qingshan slowly spread out his left hand, frowning as he looked at the broken sunstone in his left hand, which had already broken into powder.

He took out a tissue and put the powder of the sunstone in it and held it up, and the palm of his left hand began to be exposed. At this time, his palm had become burnt, and a piercing pain came from his palm.

"This kid's true qi killing power is so strong that it is true that guys with spiritual appearance are monsters." Mu Qingshan's old eyes couldn't help but tremble.

He, Mu Qingshan, is a master in the middle stage of Yingyue Realm, and Fang Renran is just a young cultivator who has just acquired spiritual roots. He has not even broken through the most basic early stage of Juqi Realm, but he can cause him harm. This is too incredible.

Even if he didn't use Qi to protect his body, his strength as a master of the Yingyue realm was genuine. Even the cultivators of the Ruoshui realm couldn't scratch him when he didn't use Qi. Fang Renran's Qi...

You should know that the gap between the Juqi realm and the Yingyue realm is as much as seven realms! What kind of Qi can be so powerful!

In fact, when Fang Renran broke the sunstone in his hand, he had already had the intention of giving him two more years, but he held back.

How can a young man not be pressured? Moreover, Fang Renran is already 22 years old. If he doesn't work hard, how can he catch up with geniuses like Song Mobei? If he showed his palm at that time, he estimated that Fang Renran might be overwhelmed by excitement and forget his pressure.

Doesn't he, Mu Qingshan, love his granddaughter? Definitely not. Can he bear to see his granddaughter crying because of marriage? Definitely not.

On the contrary, he really wants to see his granddaughter live happily with the man she likes.

But the current situation is not optimistic. The void cave is gradually expanding, and the void monsters inside are becoming stronger and stronger. Humans really need stronger monks.

"Will the pressure on this kid crush him? What if he gets discouraged?"

Mu Qingshan suddenly felt a little regretful and felt that he should have extended the two-year deadline to four years.

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Fang Renran stood in front of the window sill. The tears falling on his face and the light in the distant sky were her farewell to him today.

A very lonely feeling suddenly rose in his heart, but within a few minutes, he turned this lonely feeling into motivation.

Mu Yaoqing said that she would definitely work hard to achieve it. She was trying to get closer to him and he had to work hard.

To become stronger, strong enough to crush the views imposed on Mu Yaoqing by everyone.

Although Mu Yaoqing had never thought about how strong he should become, and even wanted to take everything on her own, he was a man after all, and he could never let such a woman who loved him deeply bear the responsibility that belonged to both of them alone.

With that in mind, he immediately sat down on the bed and began to practice. The Qi in his body began to rapidly flow through his meridians, and his whole spirit entered into a state of concentration.

After a while, Lin Bozhong took Xiao Qianye back to the second floor of the villa. Looking at Fang Renran, who was sitting on the bed and had entered a state of practice, Lin Bozhong shook his head with a helpless expression on his face.

It is not easy to reach the Chongshan Realm within two years. Even if the cultivation talent of Jiu Tian Xuan Nu is tripled, it may not be possible, let alone the young master, a young cultivator who started very late.

"Hey ha!"

Suddenly, Xiao Qianye in Lin Bozhong's hand jumped out of his hand, ran to Fang Renran's side, and then climbed directly to the top of Fang Renran's head.

Baji——

Xiao Qianye sat on the top of Fang Renran's head, the two spherical arms touched each other, and the two eyes closed, and the gray halo above his head began to rotate.

Lin Bozhong wanted to pull the little guy down from Fang Renran's head, but suddenly thought that this little guy was a spiritual being after all, and everything he did must be helpful to his master, so he decided not to disturb him.

Lin Bozhong gently walked to a chair beside him, released the true energy in his body, wrapped Fang Renran up, and protected Fang Renran from being disturbed by the outside world.

…

During the process of cultivation, Fang Renran still used the most common method to mobilize and circulate the true energy, and finally inhaled the true essence existing between heaven and earth.

His spiritual being did not give him any special skills, so the way he could practice was naturally only that of an ordinary cultivator. This method of cultivation was definitely much slower than those geniuses, but he only knew this method at present, and could only keep fighting.

Although he had a very outstanding talent in elixirs and refining equipment, for cultivation, since he had a spiritual root until now, he felt that he was really a bit mediocre and had no talent.

A few hours passed quickly, and it was already evening. Fang Renran, who was sitting on the bed, opened his eyes with a tired look on his face. His eyes were full of bloodshot, and his meridians were full of numbness. This was obviously the manifestation of a junior cultivator who was forced to practice too much.

Xiao Qianye, who was sitting on his head, also opened his eyes like him and put down his two round arms that were touching each other. However, unlike Fang Renran, the expression on his face was very happy.

Wow——

Lin Bozhong withdrew his breath from him, looked at his over-cultivated look, walked forward, frowned and said: "Young Master, cultivation is not something that can be accomplished in a day, and you have just acquired the ability to cultivate. It’s normal to have no progress in this area. Don’t continue to practice too much, or you will have problems with your meridians.”

Fang Renran shook his head tiredly after listening to what Lin Bozhong said. It was true that Lin Bozhong cared about him, but it was normal for him to say that he had not made progress in his cultivation. This was obviously to comfort him.

This early stage of Qi Gathering Realm is the very first stage for monks. Some geniuses who just come into contact with cultivation at the age of three or five can break through the second and third levels of small realms in just a few days and reach the early stage of Condensing Spirit Realm.

He has been in contact for six or seven days, but in the end there has been no breakthrough, not even a small breakthrough. Is the gap between him and those cultivation geniuses really that big?

"Master, you must not rush this matter. The more impatient you are, the easier it will be to mess up your foundation, and you will have to start over again in the end." Lin Bozhong said.

"I see."

Fang Renran said and walked directly downstairs. The roof of the second floor had been blown off, making it uninhabitable.

He was not in the mood to eat tonight. After saying a few more words to Lin Bozhong, he turned around and walked into the room where Shang Han used to sleep. He lay tiredly on the bed with a look of reluctance.

He was determined to endure no matter how much hardship he had to be with Mu Huaqing, but the problem now was that he was powerless. He wished that all his talents in alchemy and weapon refining could be used in cultivation.

Seeing him like this, Lin Bozhong left the small villa directly and began to patrol around the community.

The group of reporters who fainted outside the villa during the day had been thrown far away by him, and they should all have gone home now. After all, the news that Jiutian Xuannv returned to the battlefield had been released, and these reporters did not dare to talk to each other. There is any follow-up, after all, the matter of Jiutian Xuannv's rumored boyfriend was suppressed by the Mu family with all their strength.

If you report randomly at this time, it will be a trivial matter and you will lose your job.

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Inside the room.

Fang Renran was in a very confused mood. He reached out and grabbed the young master on top of his head. He looked at it with tired eyes, sighed, and said with some complaints: "People's spirits have accompanying skills, but you do Weird, he can move around, but he can’t do anything except cure diseases.”

"Hey ha..."

Little Chiba stood in his palm and looked at him, her eyes blinking constantly, as if she couldn't understand what he said.

"Look, did you hear what I said in the afternoon? My marriage is blocked, my wife's enemies are still at large, and there are people in the Fang family who want to kill me. I must become stronger quickly." Fang Renran said sadly.

"Hey ha..."

Chiba still looked at him blankly.

Suddenly Fang Renran slapped his forehead with a hand and said to himself: "I'm also sick. What nonsense are you talking about with a tree?"

As he said this, he closed his eyes, feeling exhausted all over his body, and his brain began to fall asleep.

Little Chiba stood on top of him, the expression on his face suddenly became melancholy, and he put a ball arm on his chin, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, the expression on Xiao Qianye's face suddenly became happy, as if he had thought of some solution.

Then it jumped to the table next to it in two or three steps. In the gray circle of light above its head, it began to stretch out a small branch out of thin air. The head of the branch was very sharp, and it stretched out on the table and began to carve.

The harsh sound of branches carving on the table made Fang Renran, who was in a confused mood, very irritated. He opened his eyes and frowned and looked at Xiao Qianye who was carving something happily on the table next to him. Get up and catch the annoying little guy.

Just as he stood up and walked to the table, the branches above Xiao Qianye's head suddenly retracted, and two ball legs jumped up on the table. He looked at Fang Renran with a happy face, and a ball arm pointed at Carve something on your own.

"Hey ha! Hey ha!"

Seeing that it continued to make noise, Fang Renran reached out to grab it, but when his eyes touched the table, he stopped moving his arms.

I saw three large and crooked characters carved on the table. Although the font was ugly, it was written by a tree after all, so it was acceptable and Fang Renran could understand it.

"Xi...Luo...Tao?"

Fang Renran frowned as he looked at the three words on the table. He couldn't understand why this little guy wrote these three words. Could it be related to his own cultivation?