2404: C2404 Meng Ran's Test

C2404 Meng Ran's Test

Meng Ran's words were like a steel needle stabbing straight into the old man's forehead!

Distributing Meng Ran of his position as the head of the special department was an order from the Heavenly Guardian of China to give to the central hub of Yanjing!?

If there was no solid evidence, it would be akin to slandering someone.

The Heavenly Guardian who had been deliberately sighing and teasing Meng Ran suddenly narrowed his eyes. He did not admit it nor deny it. Instead, he laughed and asked Meng Ran a question.

"Young Friend Meng, why do you think so?"

Meng Ran, who was holding a cup of hot tea with one hand and leaning on the soft sofa, only glanced at him and smiled without saying a word.

A conversation between smart people needed to be 70% false and 30% true. Only then could they gain a firm foothold and not be caught by the other party.

The abolition of his position as department head was an order from the old man in front of him. Of course, it was only Meng Ran's personal guess. There was no concrete evidence at all.

In Meng Ran's view, the power of this Heavenly Guardian of Huaxia was only above that of Yin Ping!

Yin Ping's realm should be at the Great Perfection of the Earth Immortal realm. Even if it was weaker, it was only a step away from reaching the next realm.

But this black-clothed old man was very likely to be at the same realm as Huang Ling!

In other words, his cultivation level had already surpassed the Earth Immortal realm, and was half a step into the God Congealing Stage of the Quasi-Spirit Concentration!

It could also be called a pseudo-Spirit Concentration!

The existence of this cultivation level was something that Meng Ran couldn't deal with no matter what.

The battle with Huang Ling had used up all of Meng Ran's trump cards.

The dark attribute power in the Everlasting Ring had been completely exhausted, and he was no longer able to use the Nine Nether Fire.

Meng Ran's life force had been exhausted too much. For a very long period of time, he was unable to activate the Eye Of Time again.

After losing these two trump cards and the battle with the Phoenix Bell, Meng Ran had suffered a serious injury. Although he had just recovered from a serious illness, his cultivation level had fallen. It was already very difficult for him to fight against an Earth Immortal martial cultivator.

Therefore, when faced with this seemingly God Congealing Stage Heavenly Guardian, even if Meng Ran had doubts in his heart, it wouldn't be good for him to point it out in front of him.

It was just the intuition of a cultivator that made Meng Ran suspect that this seemingly gentle and approachable guardian god seemed to be hiding something very deeply!

Meng Ran believed in his intuition on this point.

To be able to cultivate to the quasi-God Congealing Stage in the era of the Spirit Energy of Heaven and Earth's depletion, this was absolutely one in a million 'Immortal Seedlings' in terms of cultivation talent.

If placed in the Star Universe , it would definitely be a cultivation genius that countless cultivation sects would fight over.

To be able to reach this step on Earth, no matter if it was talent, intelligence, or perseverance, no one could surpass him.

Facing this old monster who could not determine whether he was friend or foe, the first thing Meng Ran wanted to do was to test his standpoint!

What Meng Ran just said was the first step to test him!

It was as Meng Ran had expected. This old fellow neither admitted nor denied it!

One should know that Meng Ran was the Immortal Sovereign Tairan who had dominated the Star Universe for thousands of years. In terms of 'old monster', Meng Ran was the real old monster!

In terms of scheming and scheming, this guardian of Huaxia was still too inexperienced in front of Immortal Sovereign Tairan.

Just one sentence instantly increased Meng Ran's suspicion of him to 70%!

This Heavenly Guardian of Huaxia would never have thought that it was him who saved Meng Ran's life, but Meng Ran started to doubt him instead!0

Meng Ran, who was leisurely sipping tea with one hand, narrowed his eyes and did not speak. His left fingertip was bored to death as he lightly knocked on the tea table.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the living room of the villa was awkward.

The old man in black suddenly opened his mouth and broke the deadlock.

"Little friend, don't you have something you want to talk to me about?"

Meng Ran patted his head and pretended to blame himself.

"Oh, right! Senior, look at my memory. I almost forgot about it. I was just about to ask you, I have such a serious injury. What kind of divine means did you use to save me? "

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