In this state, her essence, qi, and spirit were all highly concentrated, and almost every change in the faint true qi in her body was under her induction.

With the repeated operation of the breathing cycle, this faint air flow flows into the dantian with each inhalation.

Over and over again, An Ran ran tirelessly and repeatedly.

Finally, under this repeated cyclic movement, the True Qi airflow seemed to increase a little bit.

Although it was only a little bit that was very rare to be detected, it was still clearly captured by An Ran.

This discovery made An Ran finally breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, An Ran found that her internal scrutiny and observation seemed to be more thorough and clear than in the past.

She didn't understand why this was the case, was it possible for every cultivator to have such a situation?

But now she doesn't have the time to think about this problem, she is more concerned about how her true qi breaks through and increases?

Could it be that this is related to the speed or number of times the True Qi flow circulates in the body?

Is it because he had too little time to cultivate True Qi in the past?

But now that her cultivation schedule has already been scheduled, how can she find time to increase the cultivation of her internal strength and true qi? Unless she is not allowed to sleep!

Hey? That's right! An Ran's eyes suddenly lit up, and she seemed to have a new idea.

"Why don't you try to run your True Qi cultivation while you are sleeping? In the past, weren't there always some masters in ancient movies and television who practiced in a sleeping state? She muttered to herself with some excitement.

As soon as she thought of it, she decided to start experimenting with cultivating her internal strength true qi in her sleep from tonight.

If this solution works, it will kill two birds with one stone.

"Knock knock" There was a rapid knock on the door outside An Ran's room.

She looked out the window at the dark sky, who else would come at such a late hour?

"Who?"

"Fifth Senior Sister, it's me!" Fang Qing's anxious voice came from outside.

An Ran walked over and opened the door for Fang Qing, "Fourth Senior Sister, why did you come here so late?" ”

"Fifth Senior Sister, I, something happened in my family. What do you think I'm going to do? Fang Qing said, her face was already anxious and about to cry. An Ran is her best friend in Qingyunmen, except for An Ran, she doesn't know who else to go to!

An Ran looked at it and hurriedly asked her to sit down first, "Fourth Senior Sister, don't worry, if you have something to say slowly, what's going on in your family?" ”

"Just now, my domestic servant secretly came to the door and sent me a message, saying that my mother was framed by the eldest aunt of the family, and now she is about to be beaten to death by the eldest aunt's people. What can I do? Woo woo......" As she spoke, Fang Qing couldn't help crying.

"Your aunt is looking for someone to beat your mother, doesn't your father care? If your father doesn't care, it's useless for you to be anxious! An Ran's memory has an impression of Fang Qing's home.

Fang Qing's mother is Master Fang's second aunt, because she has no fighting spirit, weak strength, and no family background, she is bullied by her eldest aunt.

But this time, it seems to be quite serious, otherwise the servants would not have come to Qingyunmen to bring a message.

An Ran felt that Fang Qing's mother was afraid that she would be more than lucky this time.

"My dad recently went to run a business elsewhere, and he wasn't at home at all, that's why she dared to be so arrogant! No, An Ran, I have to go home to save my mother, otherwise, my mother will be beaten to death by them! Fang Qing said that, he hurriedly stood up and rushed out towards the door.