After an unknown period, Zheng Xinquan returned.
A ring appeared in his hand, and with a single thought, countless Spirit Stones poured out in the room, which startled Ren Feifan.
A master is indeed a master. Even he didn't know where to get so many Spirit Stones!
Zheng Xinquan's eyes were calm as he felt Ren Fei's aura, nodding with satisfaction.
Just one night apart, this kid's cultivation had made rapid progress, and his body had slightly changed.
Not bad, not bad.
"Gold Horn Three, let him stop cultivating for now, it's about time for today. Let's move on to the next section."
Seeing the situation, Golden Horn Three gestured slightly, and the flames in the Formation extinguished instantly.
Ren Feifan opened his eyes, stood up, and curiously asked, "Uncle Zheng, what does the next project mean?"
Zheng Xinquan smiled faintly, and with a mental command, a huge python about ten meters long and as thick as a water bucket suddenly appeared on the ground!
