C18 This Kid Is an Outstanding Talent!

An old man who was familiar with the ways of the world naturally saw the doubt in Meng Ran's heart with a single glance.

"Have you ever thought that if there is really no martial arts in this world? Where did those Wuxia worlds in movies and novels come from? Were they really fabricated? Some were fabricated. Some were probably true. Take Wudang Sect's Zhang Sanfeng as an example. He's very likely to be a God of Martial Dao! At the very least, he's a big shot at the Peak Grandmaster realm!"

Old Master Mu's words were shocking to the extreme. The Zhang Sanfeng actually existed? Wasn't he fabricated? Furthermore, he was a God of Martial Dao?

The old man continued, "Regarding the Martial Dao, our country neither advocates nor oppose it. It's just like a double-edged sword, so it's impossible for it to really appear in the television newspaper."

Meng Ran had also just thought of this point. Indeed, if everyone was an inner force martial cultivator, wouldn't it be a mess?

According to Meng Ran's deductions, this inner force martial cultivator corresponded to the Foundation Establishment stage! The Partial Essence stage was divided into three realms: Essence Congealing Period, Essence Forming Stage, and Essence Perishing Stage.

Essence Congealing Period, as the name suggested, could be used to condense 'origin' energy. This origin energy could be understood as the Divine Sense. It could condense one's soul energy into a higher level 'Divine Sense'. This Divine Sense could leave one's body and be attached to a sword or sword. This was the reason why a sword could be used to kill.

The Divine Sense could also help cultivators investigate their surroundings. Just like how Meng Ran was in this room. Once he cultivated his Divine Sense, he could separate the Divine Sense from his body and take a look at the tables and chairs in the room next door.

Essence Forming Stage: Forming the Divine Sense into all things, like a sword or sword, able to attack, just like using one's Divine Sense to attack. A Essence Perishing Stage can compress their own magic strength, forming a tangible form.

If that was the case, then the corresponding Essence Congealing Period could be Martial Arts Grandmaster's realm! A Essence Forming Stage would correspond with a God of Martial Dao! Of course, this was also Meng Ran's initial estimation. As for the specifics, he still needed to fight with the martial cultivator to know.

Knowing that his opponent would exist on Earth, Meng Ran's desire to fight had been stimulated. He really looked forward to fighting with the martial cultivator!

Just as Meng Ran was lost in thought, he heard the sigh of the old man. The old man seemed to be infinitely lonely. Meng Ran asked, "Old mister, do you have something on your mind?" In Meng Ran's view, the old man should have recovered from his injuries and should be in a good mood. How could he be so disappointed?

The old man smiled apologetically at Meng Ran and sighed, "Master Meng. You might not know, but I cultivated late. I started to come into contact with the Martial Dao at the age of forty. I've been cultivating hard for the past few decades. I have finally reached the Great Completion of the internal arts, but I didn't expect to be harmed by a traitor. If it wasn't for the Master Meng, you would have told me. I still wouldn't have known that my illness was the evil plot of my enemy. The covert force that he left in my body has already devoured most of my internal energy. I might only be an inner energy Entry now. I'm afraid that I won't be able to see Martial Arts Grandmaster's elegant demeanor even in my lifetime. "

Mu Qingya, who was standing at the side, could not help but comfort her grandfather when she saw how sad his grandfather was." Grandfather, be happy. Your safety is the most important. "

The old man was also woken up by Mu Qingya's words and could not help but laugh. "Yes, I was originally a person who was about to die. Being able to take back my life is already a pity from the heavens. How could I hope for Martial Arts Grandmaster? You are right."

Meng Ran thought of the fine white Qi in the old man's body. It should be the old man's internal energy. Meng Ran said in a deep voice, "Old sir, I have a way to help you recover your strength and even break through Martial Arts Grandmaster's realm, but..."

Meng Ran's words made both of them overjoyed. The old man even stood up from the sofa and looked at Meng Ran with a burning gaze. He said with a trembling voice: "Master Meng, is what you said true?"

Meng Ran nodded, "But..."

The old man immediately laughed heartily and said boldly, "If Master Meng has any difficulties, just say it!"

Mu Qingya also looked at Lin Lan with a look of anticipation. She did not expect that this person whom she had met by chance not only saved her grandfather, but also allowed her grandfather to recover his strength. Could it be that fate really existed in this world?

Meng Ran said. "I know a prescription. The Pills refined should be able to help you recover the cultivation level. It might even be possible for you to break through. However, I am worried that these medicinal ingredients are too rare and difficult to find."

A faint glint flickered in the old man's eyes. He was not worried about the matter of the medicinal ingredients. "The Master Meng can refine Pills?"

Meng Ran nodded. The old man twirled his white beard and said, "Master Meng, you just need to write down the required medicinal ingredients. The matter of finding medicinal ingredients, I will naturally resolve it!"

Meng Ran wrote down the herbs. There were a total of seven or eight types of herbs. Meng Ran was worried that the current environment on Earth might not be able to find these herbs.

After chatting with the old man for a while, Meng Ran left. After all, he still had class tomorrow.

Meng Ran refused Mu Qingya to drive him back personally. After all, the old man had just recovered from a serious illness and needed someone to take care of him. Mu Qingya arranged a car for Meng Ran to take him back.

After sending Meng Ran away, Mu Qingya, who had just returned to the sanatorium, saw her grandfather rushing over. "What happened to grandfather?"

The old man said with regret, "Sigh, we chatted too happily. I forgot to thank Master Meng!"

Mu Qingya smiled sweetly. "I thanked him."

The old man shook his head and said seriously, "I'm not only saying thanks verbally, I'm also saying something else. This kid has reached the Martial Arts Master Stage at such a young age, and he has mastered alchemy. He is a true talent! We, the Mu Family, must win him over!"

The old man slightly raised his head, and his gaze seemed to pass through the Xiufeng Mountain. It was as if he was looking at the young man's figure. He said word by word:

"This kid is truly an outstanding person!"