Murong Mansion.
Quiet room.
This place is usually the place where successive Murong family heads practice.
Murong Xiao walked into the quiet room only after getting permission.
"Grandpa, why did you call me here?"
As soon as he entered, he saw his grandfather Murong Hai sitting on a futon with a wooden box beside him.
"Of course, I am checking your progress to see if you have slacked off since you entered the Qingyuan Sect."
Murong Hai raised his eyes and said.
Today, the Murong family is still ruled by him.
But he will get old one day.
There has been no news of his son, Murong Xiao's father, to this day.
The other families have long been eyeing the position of family head.
Fortunately, Murong Xiao has always shown great talent, so those people only dared to think about it in their hearts but not take any actual action.
"Don't worry, Grandpa. I've always remembered your words." Murong Xiao said seriously.
"What meridians are you in at the Qi and Blood level?" Murong Hai asked.
Murong Xiao said honestly: "Seven meridians, just a little bit away from eight meridians."
"Yeah, not bad, much better than I was back then."
"I just don't know how strong it is in combat."
Murong Hai nodded and stood up.
The aura on his body also suppressed the seven meridians of Qi and Blood at this moment.
"Come on, let's lend a hand."
"grandfather?"
"Don't worry, I won't use martial arts beyond the Qi and Blood realm."
In the quiet room, there were sounds of fists and feet hitting each other and the energy of strength surging.
After one stick of incense.
"No more fighting, Grandpa, you are so awesome."
Murong Xiao sat on the ground with a frustrated look on his face, sweat all over.
"You are already much more powerful than ordinary Qi and Blood Realm cultivators."
Murong Hai looked at his grandson with satisfaction: "If you can step into the Eight Meridians and practice the Golden Bell Cover to the initial maturity, ordinary Qi and Blood Realm cultivators without magic weapons will not be able to break your defense at all."
"Am I that awesome?"
After receiving his grandfather's praise, Murong Hai smiled tiredly.
"Of course, it won't be difficult for you to get into the top five in the Nine Summits Martial Arts."
"It's hard to say, Grandpa. There are many powerful people in my generation."
Murong Xiao shook his head.
Brother Li, Ying Bing, Lin Jiang, and Xiao Qin, these are the geniuses he knows.
The true teachings of other peaks also have outstanding figures who should not be underestimated.
"You are prone to belittling yourself."
Murong Hai shook his head and said:
"You have produced many outstanding people in your generation, but you are not necessarily that bad."
"Last month, I met the most famous genius of Fen Yulin's generation, and he was three points inferior to you."
My grandson is a little too cowardly.
Obviously, he is so talented and is absolutely the best in Ziyang Mansion. He will be able to lead the Murong family to a higher level in the future.
There is no reason why I always think so lowly of myself.
"Take this."
Murong Hai handed the box on the table to his grandson.
When it was opened, there were two green pills inside.
Each one has four dan patterns.
"Two four-line meridian-breaking pills are enough for you to open another meridian in the next few days."
"Grandpa, the grandfathers and uncles from other branches won't have any objections, right?"
Murong Hai asked in a low voice.
This was undoubtedly purchased with the family's wealth, and the cost was not small.
What is worrying is not the lack of resources but the inequality. He has been accepting the imbalance of resources since he was a child, and the other families have long complained about it.
"You are the genius of my Murong family and the future pillar of the family."
"If you don't spend the money on yourself, will you give it to them to squander?"
"Just take it here."
Murong Hai snorted, his tone firm.
He waited until he saw his grandson swallow the pill with his own eyes before he sat back down.
Click——
Not long.
A slight sound came from Murong Xiao's body.
He was just one step away from success, and now that his mind was at peace, he broke through in no time.
"Hahaha, okay."
"As expected of the Qilin child of our Murong family."
Murong Hai's brows relaxed.
He thought his grandson would need two Meridian Breaking Pills, but only one was enough.
Then he saw Murong Xiao carefully put the remaining Meridian Breaking Pill back into the box.
"Grandpa, I want to give this one to Brother Li. He has given me pills before."
"What kind of medicine?"
Murong Hai smiled, but did not object. He even asked a question.
This question made the old man silent.
"A bottle of six-patterned Qingxin Pills."
"...Wait a moment."
The corner of Murong Hai's mouth twitched, and the look on his grandson's face was not fake.
Well, Xiaoer is the type of person who never lies.
Six-patterned elixir, one bottle...
Murong Xiao saw his grandfather's eyes twitching and walked into a small room in the quiet room. He was confused by the sound of rummaging through drawers and cabinets.
What is grandpa doing?
Not long after, Murong Xiao came back with a box in his hand.
"I picked out a few treasures, let's go."
"profound."
The grandfather and grandson walked out of the quiet room and headed towards the villa where Li Mo lived.
Along the way, Murong Hai had mixed feelings.
I wanted to do someone a favor, but I never thought about returning the favor.
I may not be able to pay it back yet.
A masterpiece of superior martial arts and a bottle of six-patterned elixir almost changed Xiaoer's life.
Just thinking so.
An inexplicable wave attracted his attention.
"Um?"
"This is....."
Murong Hai's expression suddenly changed.
The closer you get to the villa, the stronger that mysterious feeling of throbbing becomes.
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