Slowly opened his eyes, and heard the angry accusation of Xiusiyu coming from the study on the other side of the courtyard.

Occasionally, there are one or two quiet words of Mu Qingfeng.

Because of the distance, An Ziqi couldn't fully hear what Xiusiyu was saying.

Only one or two of her names can only be heard occasionally in her words.

Obviously, no matter what they are arguing about at the moment, it is all related to her.

Or, in other words, they quarreled because of her.

An Ziqi got up, wanted to go out to persuade them, and explain clearly to Xiusiyu.

She has a loved one in her heart, her own family and children, and it is impossible for her to have other thoughts about Mu Qingfeng.

When she walked to the door, she hesitated. At this moment, she suddenly appeared, fearing that it would only make Xiusiyu even more unhappy.

Finally sat back, took a deep breath, discarded the messy thoughts in his mind, and continued to practice according to the mental method.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that she hadn't slept all night.

Probably because of her mental power, not only did she not feel tired at the moment, but she felt relaxed in her mind.

He closed his eyes busy and checked the mental power in his brain.

Compared with the previous time, there is indeed an increase, but the increase is only about half of the original.

Compared with each surge of her spiritual power, this increase can really be considered minimal and extremely slow.

An Ziqi now finally realizes what Mu Qingfeng said, the cultivation of mental power is harsh and difficult.

She only cultivated so little all night, no wonder there are so many cultivators giving up spiritual power.

In fact, what An Ziqi doesn't know is that this is a little growth that she dislikes very much. Putting it on other people, it may take one or two years, or it may take three or five years, and it may not be successful.

However, after the whole night of training, not only did she not feel tired, but she felt refreshed. An Ziqi felt that this was probably the biggest benefit of her whole night of training.

Get up and get out of the room.

The fresh air from outside the courtyard instantly poured into her nose, An Ziqi stretched out and took a deep breath.

There seemed to be a strange breath faintly in the air. An Ziqi was about to feel it carefully. With a "creak", Mu Qingfeng walked out of the bedroom.

An Ziqi turned to look at him, smiled and said hello, "Mr. Mu."

Mu Qingfeng couldn't help being surprised when he saw An Ziqi, and quickly stepped forward, walked to her, and raised her wrist.

Then he suddenly raised his head to look at An Ziqi, "Did you try to cultivate mental power by yourself last night?"

An Ziqi nodded and asked hurriedly, "Well, is there something wrong?"

Mu Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "No, I just didn't expect you to be so talented in the practice of mental power, and relying on your own understanding, you can practice without any difference."

It is extremely difficult to practice spiritual power, which is definitely not a joke.

An Ziqi, a person who didn't understand spiritual power cultivation at all, was able to master the cultivation method so quickly.

And in just one night, the results of the practice were so amazing.

He can no longer be described as genius.

However, thinking of the special physique of her Yuanling Immortal body, she smiled and shook her head. It seemed normal to have such a talent.