Seeing that Song Hao was confused, Zhou Ling sighed and knew that this junior had very little common sense to cultivate immortality, so he continued to explain.

"It's the best choice for Master Qingling to break up on his own, given his brotherly relationship. Otherwise, this kind of traitor who betrays the sect will be extremely miserable in punishment according to the rules of the sect. If you want to extract the soul and refine the soul, ask if you are afraid..."

Song Hao shivered.

Of course he was afraid.

I almost forgot that these people are all immortal cultivators, and some of them are the means to make you live worse than death.

Fortunately, I am a casual cultivator and I don’t have this sorrow.

No matter what, a big chaos was disappeared without the ordinary disciples of Qingling Sect knowing it.

In just half a day, Song Hao realized what it means to live like a year.

So his first reaction was to say goodbye to the other party and leave here.

This trip was really exciting.

Although I have a big heart, I can’t stand it and need to go back and rest.

However, before Song Hao could speak, the scheming and unaware of how to resurrect the death of the Qingling Venerable came over and bowed with a smile: "Two distinguished guests, this time the family affairs of our sect have been brought into the whirlpool. I was extremely uneasy. If I don't dislike it, please go to the head of our sect to linger for a few days and let me finish the friendship of the landlord of the Qingling Sect."

"Ah, no, thank you, but I still have classes tomorrow."

From the bottom of my heart, Song Hao was looking forward to visiting the headquarter of the Immortal Cultivation Sect. The Qingling Sect gave people a full of immortal art style from beginning to end.

It is no different from the fairy tale sects described in the novels. Song Hao actually wants to have a long experience.

But thinking it's one thing, but whether or not it's another. After experiencing so much today, it's no exaggeration to say that he's a little scared.

What if I go here and encounter ups and downs again, what should I do then?

Wouldn't there be no place to cry?

But this guy Song Hao is a man who lacks quick intelligence and can't find any good reason for a while, so he can only tell the truth... There will be lessons tomorrow.

As soon as this reason came out, not only did Venerable Qingling look surprised, but Zhou Ling, who was beside him, couldn't help but smile... This kind of awesome person is really cute when he becomes straightforward.

"Depending on the age of a fellow Taoist, it should be a college student. It is a good thing for a friend to learn, but people should know how to adapt. Of course, if you are really worried about skipping classes, I have a way."

"What's the solution?"

A hint of curiosity appeared on Song Hao's face.

"Tell me which university you are going to, what college and what class you are going to, I can send a disciple to change it into your appearance, and take a few days of class on your behalf..." Venerable Qingling said seriously, while also reaching out to his arms and taking out a... mobile phone.

Judging from his appearance, as long as Song Hao nodded in agreement, he could immediately call him and assign a task.

What about the promised fairy tale style?

Song Hao was speechless.

He almost thought that Qingling Sect was escaping from the world and did not contact modern society. Unexpectedly, their head of the Sect used his latest mobile phone less than a month on the market.

As expected, I still to young.

"Uh, forget it, it's not good to find someone to substitute class like this." Song Hao said with a little difficulty.

"My little Taoist really doesn't plan to visit our sect. You have helped us a lot. My Qingling Sect clearly has a grudge. I said I want to give you a big gift."

"Great gift?" Song Hao looked a little confused.

"Yes, it's very helpful to fellow Taoists at this level now. Do you really want it?" The other party's expression was a little mysterious.

So, someone got confused.

After seeing the magic of the world of immortal cultivation, Song Hao could no longer turn around. Thanks to the magic of "Eating and Cultivating Immortals", he gained various conveniences and benefits.

But having an extra body refining period is quite troubled by Song Hao.

This realm is completely a foundation for the immortal path. What you cultivate is not even magic power, but the power of qi and blood. Although this is of great benefit to the future immortal path, it makes my strength a little embarrassed at this stage.

A bit similar to an ancient martial artist.

It's okay to crush them, but if you meet a real monk, even if you have a rookie at the third or fourth level of Qi Condensation and have no equipment, it's hard to say who wins or loses against him.

Therefore, Song Hao wanted to break through the bottleneck of body refining as soon as possible and enter the condensation of Qi.

Although he has practiced very quickly, he has always felt a sense of crisis in his heart and hopes to practice more quickly.

Therefore, when you hear the great gifts from the other party, it will be of great help to your current state. You will inevitably be moved, and the expressions on your face will become hesitant and difficult to decide.

Master Qingling did not urge him, but turned his head and bowed to Zhou Ling: "Fellow Daoist Zhou, I cannot express my apology in this matter with any words. Please go to this sect to linger for a few days. Besides, you are too seriously injured now, so it is not advisable to travel far. I have notified Brother Ling that he will come to pick you up in person soon. I don't know what your friends mean?"

"You are talking about this. Have you notified my third brother?" Zhou Ling's beautiful eyebrows frowned.

"I don't have time to explain in detail, but I just talked a few simple words. After all, fellow Taoist was injured in this sect, so I naturally have to explain to the Zhou family in Butterfly Valley." A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Master Qingling's mouth.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Song Hao vaguely felt that the head of the Qingling Sect’s attitude towards Zhou Ling seemed to be extremely afraid of Zhou Ling.

Is the Zhou family in Butterfly Valley so powerful?

It’s still my senior sister’s status in the Zhou family that is quite impressive.

Don't know!

At this time, there were many people and eyes, so Song Hao couldn't ask anything in person.

"Okay, since fellow Taoists are full of affection, the little girl will be disrespectful." Zhou Ling thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed to the other party's request, and his speech became literary and full of the style of fairy tale.

Is it the legendary adaptation to local customs?

Song Hao was in a daze, and Venerable Qingling turned his head again: "Where are the little Taoist, how are you thinking about it?"

"If you don't have fewer classes, just take a few less classes, and I'm disturbing you."

The gifts mentioned by the other party made Song Hao unable to give up, but the most important thing is that since he saw that the other party was extremely afraid of Zhou Ling, there should be no problem for him to stay.

Seeing the two of them agree, Venerable Qingling smiled and said, "It's so good."

"Please!"

So he led the way and helped the injured Elder Mo. Song Hao and Zhou Ling followed each other and walked like the depths of the fog.

It is naturally very easy to have the head of this sect leading the way. He quickly walked out of the ban and suddenly realized his vision.

"This is……"
Chapter completed!