"Senior Brother, what's wrong?" A black-faced old man next to him couldn't help but look surprised. You know, the senior brother is the leader of a sect, and he usually doesn't show his emotions. Why is he suddenly so surprised?

"That boy Song is actually an immortal cultivator in the late stage of foundation building." Lingyao Zhenren said word by word, his face full of strange aura.

No wonder this old monster felt incredible. You must know that the last time the two met was at the head of the Qingdan Sect. That time, this kid had a single power almost ruined his face with the entire Qingdan Sect. The real person of Lingyao had a profound impression of him. He remembered clearly that at that time, Song Hao was obviously just a young cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and he obviously came soon after entering the middle stage.

Although things are easy to change now, it has only been less than half a year since the last meeting. He has actually broken through to the late stage of foundation building. Have he made any mistakes? If he had not witnessed it with his own eyes, the real person of Lingyao would never believe that there was such a ridiculous scene in the world. When will the cultivation of the foundation building stage become so easy?

Although Song Hao's strength is still not worth mentioning in his eyes, for some reason, when he saw Song Hao's cultivation level rapid progress, he suddenly felt an uneasy premonition in his heart.

After all, the other party has completed an impossible task in such a short time. Since he can create miracles at the speed of his cultivation, it seems that it is not completely impossible to make high-quality foundation-building spirit porridge.

Wait, what are you afraid of? It must be a coincidence that the other party advances so quickly. For example, if you have obtained some amazing spiritual medicines and treasures, or the inheritance of an ancient powerful, then it is not impossible for you to advance so quickly. However, the quality foundation-building spiritual porridge is different. There has never been such a thing in the world of immortal cultivation, and it is absolutely impossible for the other party to cook it out of thin air.

So you don’t have to worry or be nervous. The Immortal Chef Alliance is dead, and it is impossible to turn the salted fish over. However, the truth is that, but the Lingyao True Man’s heart is inexplicably and he is getting nervous.

He didn't even understand what he was afraid of?

Or is it said that Song Hao's performance in Qingdan Sect was so eye-catching that it left a psychological shadow on him.

Shaking his head, Lingyao Zhenren tried his best to drive this idea out of his mind, but the same thing was said. It was so much so that worries and fears were useless. What he could do now is to wait and see what he had changed.

In this way, some people were happy and some were sad. In the eyes of everyone, Song Hao's escape light fell and bowed to Baiwei Zhenren: "A disciple, please see the master."

When he arrived at the monks, Song Hao seemed to be polite and thorough, so people couldn't find the mistake. Now the Immortal Chef Alliance is facing a huge crisis, so of course he must try his best to maintain the dignity of Baiwei Zhenren.

"No need to be polite."

The voice of Baiwei Zhenren was mixed with emotion, and at the same time, there was a little surprise in his eyes. How could he ignore what Lingyao Zhenren noticed? I remember that last time he met his disciple, he was only in the middle stage of foundation building. In just a few months, why did he advance so quickly again?

What's even more incredible is that during this period, the disciple shouldn't have done his best to cook high-quality foundation-building spiritual porridge. He has no time to practice in terms of emotion and reason. How did he break through the bottleneck?

It is nothing wrong to say that he is confused. Of course, at this moment, in front of so many outsiders, he naturally would not ask anything.

What's more, there is only one priority for matters. At present, he has only one wish, that is, Song Hao is not hyped, and can produce high-quality foundation-building spirit porridge, so that the sect can be saved, and maintain the reputation accumulated by the Immortal Chef Alliance for thousands of years. As for how he advanced from the middle stage of foundation-building to the late stage of foundation-building, Baiwei Zhenren was a little curious, but he didn't care too much, let alone find the root cause.

Song Hao naturally noticed the eager expectation in the master's eyes, and he naturally understood what Baiwei Zhenren was worried about.

Song Hao smiled and winked at Baiwei Real Man, meaning that he would be at ease and not be too anxious.

Unfortunately, although the two of them are called masters and apprentices, they have never met each other several times, and they are not very familiar with each other. So Song Hao's eyes really don't understand Baiwei at all, and they don't know whether he wants to make him feel at ease or be ready to cheat him.

So the big stone in my chest not only did not fall into her stomach, but her face turned blue and white, and she became more worried.

But when this expression fell into the eyes of Lingyao Zhenren, the other party was relieved and turned over and was overjoyed. He read that he was not mistaken. This boy named Song was indeed a cheater. It seemed that he did not come here to instruct him by Baiwei Zhenren, and he did not have the best foundation-building spiritual porridge in his hand. Instead, he made his own decision and wanted to come out and swear loudly.

I really do my own evil and I will never let you deceive the public and get away with it this time.

For a moment, Lingyao Zhenren felt a little pitiful about his old rival. Baiwei Zhenren's generation master has great skills in all aspects. Is it because his head is stuck in the door this time? Otherwise, how could he take such a cheating product as his apprentice?

He sighed in his heart. Of course, the result was that he could not ask for anything. The Spiritual Medicine True Man would never show mercy. Instead, he was very gloating. At this time, he no longer worried about anything, so he did not need to lie to others. Last time, because of Song Hao's face, he was going to end up in person and regain the lost face.

"Um."

With a light cough, the spiritual medicine came out from the crowd, with a playful look on his face: "Little Friend Song, it's been a long time since we saw each other."

"What, the real person is still alive?"

Song Hao's face showed a look of surprise, and this rhetorical question made Lingyao Zhenren confused.

"What do you mean I'm still alive?" After a while, he said unhappyly.

"Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of cursing you." Song Hao quickly explained: "That's right. Not long ago, I heard rumors that there was an civil strife in your sect, and you, you, were attacked by several fellow brothers, died terrible and were cut off by thousands of knives."

"I thought I last came to the head of Qingdan Sect and became a friend of the real person who had never been to the age of 100. I didn't expect that it would be a farewell after that. When I heard the news of the real person's death, I was very sad. I never expected that you were still alive."

...

"puff……"

"Oh, I can't stand it."

Before Song Hao finished speaking, he was already laughing and laughing, saying that he had no intention of cursing the other party. This was clearly a way to reach the pinnacle.
Chapter completed!