Strongest Immortal Reborn In City

Xiufeng mountain sanatorium, a refined loft.

Looking at the size of the two fingernails in the palm of his hand, the whole body is round and round, like jade. He swallows his mouth water unconsciously and says: "Meng Xiaoyou, this is the pill that can make me recover my accomplishments?"

Meng ran nodded and said with a smile, "Mu Lao, these two pills are enough to restore your cultivation."

The old man smelled the faint fragrance of medicine and gave a hearty smile, "the old man said thanks to Meng Xiaoyou in advance."

In Mu Qingya's nervous eyes, the old man Mu swallowed the pill.

Then, the old man's healthy face was as red as blood, and his training clothes were inflated. Meng ran pressed Mu Qingya, who wanted to take care of him, and shook his head slowly, indicating that she would watch the change.

The old man sat cross legged and quickly refined the medicine in his body.

After about two minutes, the only sound of "puff" came from the old man's body. The old man's face instantly returned to normal, and his bulging training clothes were gradually shrunk.

However, the old man's body gradually revealed a strong momentum, which was actually blowing around the flowerpots, birdcages are shaking.

"Congratulations on Mu Lao's restoration of cultivation."

As soon as the words fell, the old man opened his eyes, his eyes were bright, and his whole body was full of vigour and astonishment. He seemed to be a sharp sword out of the sheath.

"Grandfather, have you really recovered from your cultivation?" Mu elegant and nervous way.

The old man rose up in the air and stood upright on the ground, just like a tiger out of a cage. He was in high spirits, but he clasped his hands and saluted Meng ran respectfully

Then he nodded to Mu Qingya and said haughtily, "Xiaoya, grandfather's skill has been completely restored!"

Mu Qingya suddenly fell in the arms of the old man, Meng ran looked at this scene, his face is also full of smile.

After half an hour's communion with Mr. mu, Meng ran left the sanatorium. The old man insisted on giving Meng ran a thank-you gift. Meng ran refused directly. After all, for Meng ran, having that villa is enough.

Meng ran didn't ask housekeeper Feng to take him home. Instead, he gave him a small medicine bottle. In the bottle, there were five small magic pills. Originally, Meng ran estimated that three would be enough for Zhang Tao and his son to recover. Later, Meng ran thought that two more were set aside for emergency.

After telling housekeeper Feng the address of Zhang Tao's antique shop, Meng ran walked slowly back along the mountain road.

During this period, he turned on his mobile phone, gave Zhang Tao a call and gave an account of the matter.

Because Meng ran was afraid of being disturbed when refining pills, he turned off his mobile phone. Meng ran told Zhang Tao on the phone that he could not tell others about pills. In Zhang Tao's half hearted promise, Meng ran hung up the phone.

At first, Meng ran wanted to go to beirao in person, and wanted to see his brother recover with his own eyes. But after thinking about it, Meng ran decided to let the housekeeper go. Only because Meng ran wanted to open up the housekeeper and investigate the source of the chill.

More than four o'clock, Meng Ran has been around the lake, but there is no harvest. Thinking of last night is the cold feeling at night, Meng ran simply cross legged in the lake to practice, waiting for the night to come.

Close to the water source, the aura of the water system is really a little strong. Although it is not even one tenth of the level, it is better than nothing.

Time passed by quietly. In a twinkling of an eye, a little blue starlight, which could be seen by naked eyes, flowed to Meng ran from all directions and was absorbed into Meng Ran's body along his mouth and nose.

But at this time, Meng ran suddenly opened his eyes, staring at the seven crystal elixir in the palm of his hand. There was a certain determination in his eyes, "five should be enough for me to break through the mid-term cultivation."

Meng ran poured five pills into his mouth. Then his eyes closed and he ran into a magic formula.

At this moment, the surrounding ten Zhang air surging rapidly, the calm lake is set off waves, the rich spirit of the water system, as if turned into a firefly, moth like to rush to Meng ran.

Meng Ran is refining medicine and absorbing the strong spirit of the water system. Covered by the blue star, Meng Ran is like a warrior in blue armor, standing still and sitting.

About half an hour later, Meng Ran's body also made a sound, but the sound was like thunder, which was a hundred times heavier than mu'an's.

Meng ran only felt the whole body pores are open, an incomparable sense of comfort filled the whole body.

In the middle of foundation construction, here we are!