2080: C2080 Immeasurable

C2080 Immeasurable

However, even if it was twenty times, Meng Ran still wasn't satisfied. He shook his head and sighed, "It's still too slow."2

"Brother Meng Ran, twenty times is still too slow? One year of effort is equivalent to twenty years of cultivation for outsiders. " Soong Anqi wrinkled her cute nose and said in surprise, not knowing what to do.

To an ordinary person, twenty times of speed was indeed not slow, but to the current Meng Ran, twenty times was still not enough!

Meng Ran couldn't wait any longer for the future Guiyuan Grand Formation.

"There are many things that I can't explain to you for the time being. The time you have to cultivate is far shorter than what you have imagined, so you must increase your speed forcefully!"

"I have already contacted the voyage salvage fleet. The first batch of deep sea stones after the New Year should be sent to Xiufeng Mountain. Once the Stone Stones are delivered, I will immediately set up the Convergence Grand Formation. With so many Crystal Chalcedony in hand, I will definitely be able to set up the perfect Convergence Grand Formation and gather all the Spirit Energy of Heaven and Earth in the entire Jiangzhou City! "

"At that time, your cultivation speed will be at least fifty times faster!"

Meng Ran threw out another piece of news. 50 times cultivation speed was something that even Meng Ran was satisfied with.

Meng Ran didn't waste too much time with them. Instead, he taught them the Ethereal Void Refining Formula, starting from the simplest breathing exercises.

In just four days, except for Meng Changan and Soong Xiaohui, everyone else had successfully broken through to the Foundation Stage.

Because Meng Changan did not have a spiritual root, Meng Ran only let him read the three thousand scriptures that he had passed on to him.

The books in the boundless sea of Confucianism were as vast as the sea of smoke. Meng Changan wouldn't be able to finish reading these three thousand scriptures even if he spent a hundred years.

As for Soong Xiaohui, because she also did not have a spiritual root, after learning some health maintenance techniques from Meng Ran, she voluntarily gave up.

After all, he was not related to Meng Ran's family and was already somewhat uncomfortable. In addition, his talent was dull, so he was willing to be an ordinary person. He would be satisfied if he could live for a hundred years.

Meng Ran stayed in the villa for six days and taught everyone how to cultivate.

Soong Shuling, who had the Supreme Wind Spirit Root, did not disappoint Meng Ran. She was the fastest among them to cultivate.

In just six days, she was able to easily use a miniature magic technique like the Wind Blade. She was truly a cultivator.

As for the one with the slowest cultivation speed, it was not Su Fangfei. Instead, it was Yin Qingxue...

For some reason, Yin Qingxue did not know how to cultivate. No matter how Meng Ran taught her, other than Foundation Stage, she did not achieve anything.

Early in the morning on the seventh day, Meng Ran knocked on his mother's door.

In the room, Soong Shuling was wearing a white silk Exercise Suit. Her long brown hair was tied into a ponytail, and she looked neat and tidy.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, she had the charm of a female immortal master. Without raising her eyelids, she calmly asked, "What is it?"

Meng Ran sat on the sofa with his hands crossed. After a long moment of hesitation, he asked, "Mom, how much do you know about Yin Tianzheng?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Soong Shuling, who was breathing and refining, suddenly raised her beautiful eyes.

Her eyebrows were tightly furrowed as she stared at her beloved son. With a tone that she had never used before, she sternly warned him.

"Even I, the third young lady of the Song Family, was only fortunate enough to meet him once back then. But I can tell you that Yin Tianzheng is an unfathomable man! "

"Even the current you is far from qualified to challenge the Yin Family!"

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