Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

Murong Mansion.

Quiet room.

This is usually the place where the Murong family heads of all generations practice.

Murong Xiao got permission and walked into the quiet room.

"Grandpa, why did you call me here?"

As soon as he entered, he saw Grandpa Murong Hai sitting on a futon with a wooden box beside him.

"Of course, I'm here to check your progress and see if you've been slacking off since you joined the Qingyuan Sect."

Murong Hai raised his eyes and said.

Now, the Murong family is still ruled by him.

However, he will get old one day.

His son, Murong Xiao's father, has not been heard from so far.

Other families have long been eyeing the position of the head of the family.

Fortunately, Murong Xiao has always shown a strong talent, so those people dared only think about it in their hearts and dared not take any actual action.

"Grandpa, don't worry, your grandson has always remembered your words." Murong Xiao said seriously.

"How many veins are in the Qi and Blood Realm?" Murong Hai asked.

Murong Xiao said honestly: "Seventh Meridian, just a little short of Eight Meridians."

"Well, not bad, much stronger than I was back then."

"Just don't know how strong it is."

Murong Hai nodded and stood up.

The aura on his body also suppressed the Qi and Blood Realm Seven Meridians at this moment.

"Come on, let's help each other."

"Grandpa?"

"Don't worry, I won't use martial arts beyond the Qi and Blood Realm."

In the quiet room, the sound of fists and feet exchanged and the sound of strength was heard.

After an incense stick.

"No more fighting, no more fighting, Grandpa, you are too powerful."

Murong Xiao sat on the ground with a frustrated look on his face, sweating all over.

"You are already much stronger than ordinary Qi and Blood Realm warriors."

Murong Hai looked at his grandson with satisfaction: "If you can enter the Eight Meridians and practice the Golden Bell Cover to the initial maturity, ordinary Qi and Blood Realm warriors without magic weapons will not be able to break your defense at all."

"Am I that strong?"

After receiving his grandfather's praise, Murong Xiao smiled tiredly.

"Of course, it won't be difficult for you to get into the top five in the Nine Peaks Martial Arts Competition."

"It's hard to say, Grandpa, there are many strong people in my generation."

Murong Xiao shook his head.

Brother Li, Ying Bing, Lin Jiang, Xiao Qin, these are the geniuses he knows.

There are also outstanding people in other peaks who should not be underestimated.

"You are prone to self-deprecation."

Murong Hai shook his head and said:

"You have indeed 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, who was three points inferior to you."

My grandson is a little too cowardly.

He is so talented and is definitely the best in Ziyang Mansion. He will be able to take the Murong family to a higher level in the future.

For no reason, he always thinks so lowly of himself.

"Take this."

Murong Hai handed the box on the table to his grandson.

When he opened it, there were two green pills inside.

Each pill had four pill patterns.

"Two four-patterned pulse-breaking pills are enough for you to open another pulse in the next few days."

"Grandpa, the grandfathers and uncles of other families will not 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.

It is not the lack of resources that is worrying, but the inequality of resources. He has been receiving the tilt of resources since he was a child, and the other families have long complained about it.

"You are the genius of my Murong family, the future pillar of the family."

"If the money is not spent on you, will it be given out for them to squander?"

"Just take it here."

Murong Hai snorted, his tone was firm.

After watching his grandson take a pill with his own eyes, he sat back.

Click——

Not long after.

A light sound came from Murong Xiao's body.

He was only one step away from the final step, and now his state of mind was peaceful, and he broke through in a short time.

"Hahaha, good."

"You are worthy of being the Qilin child of our Murong family."

Murong Hai's brows relaxed.

He thought his grandson would use two Broken Vein Pills, but one was enough.

Then he saw Murong Xiao carefully put the remaining Broken Veins Pill back into the box.

"Grandpa, I want to give this one to Brother Li, he also gave me pills before."

"What pill?"

Murong Hai smiled, but did not object, and asked casually.

This question silenced the old man.

"A bottle of six-patterned Qingxin Pill."

"...... Wait a minute."

Murong Hai's mouth twitched, looking at his grandson's expression, he was not lying.

Well, Xiao'er's temperament never lies.

Six-patterned pill, a bottle.....

Seeing his grandfather's eyes twitching, Murong Xiao walked into a small room in the quiet room, and heard the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, he couldn't help but be confused.

What is Grandpa doing?

Not long after, Murong Xiao returned with a box in his hand.

"I picked a few treasures, let's go."

"Oh."

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 a favor, but never thought about returning the favor.

I might not be able to return it.

A fine product of a superior martial art, a bottle of six-patterned elixir, almost changed Xiao'er's life.

Just thinking about it.

An inexplicable wave attracted his mind.

"Hmm?"

"This is..."

Murong Hai's expression suddenly changed.

The closer he got to the villa, the stronger the throbbing feeling in the dark became.

"Grandpa?"

Murong Xiao didn't understand why, so he hurriedly followed.

Not long after, they arrived at the door.

I saw that many animals had appeared in the villa without knowing when, and they all stayed in the yard harmoniously and quietly.

Spring had clearly passed.

But the peach blossoms in the courtyard had sprouted new buds.

Murong Hai's beard fluttered in the wind, his eyes full of astonishment.

When he was young, he traveled all over the world and had the honor of seeing a strong man breaking through the realm.

How similar was the scene at that time to this moment?

"Little friend Li, I'm afraid you are a master who has hidden your realm?"

This question arose in his mind.

However.

Boom——

A sound of tiger roar and dragon roar, like a huge bell, shocked the mind.

A strong fluctuation of Qi and blood came from the room.

There is no doubt that this is a sign of a breakthrough in the Qi and Blood realm.

Li Mo, is indeed in the Qi and Blood realm.

But this sign of a breakthrough is a little unusual...

"Brother Li is breaking through the realm?"

Murong Xiao knocked his head.

Seeing the movement of the breakthrough in front of him, he suspected that he had made a breakthrough.

At this moment.

Boom——

Crack——

Another sound of breaking through the realm.

This time, it seemed that something broke.

"In a few breaths.....breaking through two realms..."

Old man Murong, who was in the Guanshen realm, felt that he couldn't catch his breath at this moment.

Just now, he thought his grandson was a genius.

But now, he suddenly felt that he was sitting in a well and looking at the sky.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother Li is like this, you are not surprised."

Murong Xiao said as usual.

Murong Hai: "..."

Finally I know why you think you are not a genius.

It is really difficult to have confidence when you often stay with people like Li Mo.

Just when the grandfather and grandson looked at each other in silence.

The door opened.

Li Mo changed into new clothes and walked out, apologetically saying:

"Sorry, I think I broke the bathtub."

It's not that there is a problem with the bathtub made of fine golden wood.

The main thing was that he didn't expect that the buried spiritual milk was so powerful and that the breakthrough of the seventeenth meridian would make such a big noise.

That's right.

Xiao Li has seventeen meridians.