My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

"Master, this is the water you requested."

Lin Feng said respectfully.

"Well, let it burn aside." Zhong Qing instructed softly.

"Yes, Master." Lin Feng replied.

"The spring water on the opposite hill is rich in spiritual energy. It's soothing and delicious, and has a sweet taste if you savor it carefully. It's perfect for making tea."

"The Sect Master is very busy, and it's not easy for him to come to my place. Drink a couple of cups of tea and relax. In a way, it's also good for cultivation."

"Ok?"

"Why is the Sect Master silent?"

Zhong Qing was talking a lot, but he found that Xuanyuan Hong was staring at Lin Feng who was standing behind Zhong Qing. His expression was no different from that of someone who had seen a ghost.

Finally, after a long while, Xuanyuan Hong pointed at Lin Feng and asked, "Don't tell me, this disciple is the white-quality disciple you accepted last time at the Xianjiang Main Peak?"

"Yeah, is there any problem?" Zhong Qing asked with a blink.

"Do you think there's a problem?" Xuanyuan Hong asked loudly, "More than a month ago, he wasn't even practicing physical training, but now he can fly across the mountain in such a short time?"

"Tell me quickly, what is his current level of cultivation?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng hurriedly cupped his hands, stepped forward and said, "Master, I am a humble disciple who has only just broken through to the Chenxuan realm."

"Nima."

Another curse word burst out from Xuanyuan Hong's mouth.

He almost couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood.

I am not talented.

I'm so untalented.

In just over a month, he broke through from zero to the Chenxuan realm, and he's still not talented???

You know, even the peak masters and elders of his Xianjiang Sect have practiced for most of their lives, but they are only at the Chenxuan realm.

Oh shit.

These master and disciple are a pair of powerful opponents!

"How on earth did you do that?"

After a long time, Xuanyuan Hong took a deep breath and asked Zhong Qing.

"It's mainly because my disciple is talented and hardworking." Zhong Qing said with a smile.

"I'm working so hard, you big hemp twist..." Xuanyuan Hong almost burst out with his national essence again. What kind of hardship and perseverance can allow one to go from zero to Chenxuan realm in just a few months?

As for being naturally talented, that's even more nonsense.

When they didn’t see the results of the talent test?

However, Zhong Qing was obviously unwilling to say anything, so he did not ask any further questions.

But today's trip to Shogun Peak made him unable to calm down for a long time.

It also once again refreshed his judgment of Zhong Qing.

This also added a bit of mystery to Zhong Qing in his heart.

"Master, why don't you stay for dinner?" Zhong Qing asked.

"No, no, no."

Xuanyuan Hong stood up and was about to leave, refusing sternly.

Every minute I stay here, the feeling that I have lived my whole life as a dog becomes stronger.

Xuanyuan Hong turned into a stream of light and left Shogunate Peak.

After returning to the main peak of Xianjiang, he once again summoned the peak masters and elders of the sect.

Everyone sat down.

"Master, did you give the king-level skills to Zhong Qing?" The Great Elder spoke first.

Following the question, everyone turned their eyes to Xuanyuan Hong.

"not at all."

Xuanyuan Hong said.

"No?" Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help asking, "Could there be some kind of accident?"

Everyone looked nervous.

I couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with the talisman, and the king-level technique had become ineffective.

Just as everyone looked nervous, Xuanyuan Hong suddenly smiled mysteriously and said loudly: "Everyone, you are all worrying too much. I declare that in the future, our Xianjiang Sect will rise up and reach the Holy Land."

As he said that, he directly took out eight king-level skills and shouted loudly: "Not only did I not deliver the skills, but that kid also gave me eight king-level skills!"

"What do you think? With these eight king-level techniques, is the Holy Land just around the corner?!"

"what?!"

"Eight King-level techniques?"

When everyone heard this, there was an uproar in the audience.

They stood up with red eyes, looking at the eight king-level skills that Xuanyuan Hong slapped on the table, wishing they could pounce on them.

"Master, this matter must be taken seriously. You can't try to scare me." The third elder asked, trembling.

"Yes, Sect Master, I am old and cannot stand being scared." The Great Elder asked incoherently.