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Chapter 400

This is a bit serious. Whether in the world of immortal cultivation or in the world, respecting teachers and Taoism is a must. What's more, this old man who likes to protect his shortcomings is not only a master, but also a venerable sect leader of our sect. He has always been prestige. Seeing him angry, several cultivators from the Lingyu Sect dare not ignore his orders no matter how much grievances they feel in their hearts.

The woman in yellow flew over and looked at Song Haoying with a blessing. She still had a stubborn look on her face, but her proud head lowered: "Senior, you don't remember the villain's fault. Everything is the little girl's fault. I'm here to apologize to you."

Hearing it right, this woman called Song Hao's previous name. She is still more inclined to be a Nascent Soul Ancestor who has experienced in the world. Otherwise, she wouldn't understand why this master, who has always liked to protect his shortcomings, suddenly changed his temper and severely scolded them, without asking any more. He also flattered this seemingly ordinary monk!

"Senior!" Song Hao touched his chin, and a strange look appeared on his face. Even though he knew that the world of cultivation was bizarre, the sudden scene in front of him caught him off guard.

A strong enemy is like he bows his head and admits his mistakes. Even if he is unwilling to accept it or is reluctant to do so, this feeling is quite good for himself.

"Forget it!"

Song Hao is not a cultivator who is unreasonable. What can he do in this situation? Of course, he waved his hand to indicate that he would no longer pursue the matter.

"My friend is really a big deal and has a broad mind."

The voice of the great cultivator Mo came into his ears, and he looked flattering and flattering. Song Hao was secretly shocked. The other party was a Jindan stage cultivator, and the leader of the sect could face him with such an attitude? Why is he?

Unexpectedly, it is the best description of Song Hao's mood...

Song Hao was confused, and the cultivators of the Lingyu Sect were even more speechless. However, they had no choice now. After all, even the first among the second-generation disciples of this sect, the first sister Zhou, the proud daughter of the Heavenly Proud daughter, bowed her head to admit her mistake. What qualifications do they have to hesitate and pretentious here?

So they lined up one by one and bowed their heads to Song Hao to admit defeat.

Don't mention that these guys were pretending to be in front of them, but now they slapped themselves in the face and bowed their heads to admit their mistakes. The comfortable feeling was really nothing to say, and it was much happier than killing them.

In this way, the original fierce battle was disappeared invisible by this incredible change.

But the matter did not come to this point, and it came to an end. How to say it... From Song Hao's perspective, he wanted to leave this. After all, he knew in his heart that although those boys bowed their heads and gave in, they were actually dissatisfied.

Young people are full of energy and impulsive. Now they have elders on their side. If they continue to stay here, they may cause trouble.

Song Hao's principle of accepting it when he is good, but as soon as he said that he was interrupted by the monk named Mo: "What, say goodbye, this is not OK. Why are you in a hurry to leave? I will fall into the same state as you see, Mo is a landlord, how could he let you go like this? No matter what, I will do my best to be the landlord..."

Song Hao was quite speechless. Isn’t he too enthusiastic?

"No, there is something wrong here."

Song Hao dared not visit the other party's headquarters. As the saying goes, people's hearts are separated from their belly. Don't look at him being extremely enthusiastic now. If these are tricks carefully planned by the other party, the purpose is to lower one's vigilance.

Although this possibility is very low, necessary precautions are essential...

So Song Hao repeatedly refused, but the monk named Mo did not intend to let him go. He even said that if Song Hao had any important matter, he would give him instructions to go to the sword mountain and the oil pan without frowning.

As the saying goes, it is difficult to refuse the kindness. Whenever you say this, Song Hao really doesn't know how to shirk it.

The young monks led by the woman in yellow were even more speechless. This was not just about currying out the other party. I don’t know. I probably thought he was the great benefactor of our sect and went through fire and water without hesitation. What is this?

Even if the other party is really an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, there is no need to curry favor with such a bottomless curse!

Apart from doubts, they were confused, but before they knew it, the resentment and dissatisfaction in their hearts gradually disappeared.

This is subtle. Although they don’t understand why the head master valued this guy so much. What is the difference between him? But one thing is very obvious, that is... this person must be difficult for someone to reach, and it is worth the head real person doing this.

No matter what, even the head of the Jindan stage must be careful to flatter the existence. How can you offend yourself?

Thinking of this, they were calm and all their dissatisfaction with Song Hao disappeared. They were even somewhat grateful that they could survive after fighting with him...

So, the arrogant woman in yellow clothes, unknowingly, became awe of Song Hao.

It is no longer a dissatisfaction, but a stubborn look as if he is serving his elders.

"The son is teachable!"

The old man surnamed Mo nodded secretly and invited Song Hao to visit the Lingyu Sect's headquarters with even more enthusiasm. The purpose of the plan was to never give up until he achieved his goal, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he would stick to it. If the other party did this, it was malicious, then his behavior would be too exaggerated.

Are you not afraid of backfire?

Could it be that you are the one who judges a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and the other party actually has no malice?

Song Hao couldn't help but start to wonder.

"Senior Song, why not just go and see what?" Fairy Yun's voice came into his ears.

"Once you enter the dragon and tiger den, it will be too late to regret it." Song Hao was also a little moved. After all, curiosity is inevitable, but this determination is not easy. No matter in the world of immortal cultivation or the world, there is no medicine for regret, so there is inevitably a look of hesitation and difficulty in decisiveness on his face.

"Believe me, the other party has no malice. I dare not say anything else. This point of knowing people still shows that there is still a land." Fairy Yun's encouragement came to his ears again, and it was not wrong to say it was a guarantee: "And maybe there will be unexpected gains in this trip."

"All right!"

After saying this, how could Song Hao refuse?

Youdao is hard to refuse the kindness, not to mention that he himself was very curious, so he nodded: "Senior has a good intention, so Song is disrespectful and disturbs me."

"Haha, that's right. I'm a rare opportunity to come here. Of course, I have to let my brother be the landlord's friendship."
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