Chapter 907: The chief manager was bitter in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it
The grape trellis overhead just shades the hot sun, making the place cool and quiet.
Elder Hua hurriedly transmitted the sound of internal force and asked Wu Fangsheng to hurry up and serve tea.
Shen Qinghan looked at the chess on the stone table curiously, and didn't understand what the battle situation was now, so he asked casually: "Who won?" ”
Elder Hua: "Door Master, this is my chess game with Lao Liu, and the winner has not yet been decided." ”
Shen Qinghan: "Oh......"
She touched Xiu Ting's nose and coughed: "A few elders, in fact, I came here today because I want to ask you something, I don't know if in the history of the medicine sect, has there been any sect master who has cultivated the seven needles of the ghost hand more than the eighth layer?" ”
Hearing this, the three elders thought for a moment.
It was Elder He who opened his mouth first and asked, "Sect Master, you suddenly asked about this, could it be that you have already broken through the eighth layer of the Seven Needles of the Ghost Hand?" ”
Elder Liu and Elder Hua were shocked when they heard this.
Shen Qinghan smiled modestly: "Not bad." ”
"Hiss......"
The three elders gasped at the same time.
Elder He was extremely excited: "Sect Master, you really deserve to be the Medicine Sect Master personally selected by the inheritance, in the memory of the old age, no one in the past generations of the Medicine Sect seems to have broken through the eighth layer of the Ghost Hand Seven Needles, even the first Sect Master, that is, the ancestor of the Medicine Sect, only cultivated to the seventh layer and drove to the west!" ”
Shen Qinghan was also surprised: "No one? ”
Elder He nodded firmly: "Absolutely not!" ”
Shen Qinghan: "Then why is my cultivation speed so fast?" Could there be something wrong with that? ”
Elder He: "No, sect master, my medicine sect has been passed down from generation to generation since a thousand years ago, and the exercises are all decent...... As for the sect master, your cultivation speed is so fast, the old decay is estimated to ......"
Shen Qinghan waited intently for Elder He to continue.
Elder He's face turned red and he was embarrassed for a while before continuing: "Old Decay estimates that it may be related to His Royal Highness the Prince. ”
Shen Qinghan: "Huh? ”
"Door master, there is a double cultivation method in the Ghost Hand Seven Needle Inheritance, it is estimated that the door master already knows that His Royal Highness the Prince has been cultivating since he was a child and is my medicine sect ancient martial arts, and because of fate before, he had changed his life against the sky and died and came back to life, maybe it was because of this that he ......"
Before Elder He finished speaking, Shen Qinghan's face was already flushed.
She embarrassedly stretched out her hand to stop Elder He's next words, and nodded solemnly to show that she understood: "I think it may have something to do with the last time I experienced the Heavenly Tribulation, you may not know, at that time, I was punished by the Heavenly Dao, and I was tormented in the fire for three days, and I felt that my entire body had been renewed. ”
The three elders suddenly looked surprised: "There is still such a thing? ”
At this time, Wu Fangsheng, who hurriedly brought the tea, poured hot tea for Shen Qinghan: "Door master, you see that you came over and I didn't find out, it's really damned!" ”
Shen Qinghan coughed: "It's okay, I'm just going to come and go around." ”
Wu Fangsheng poured the tea and didn't leave immediately, standing behind Shen Qinghan with a happy face, looking like a dog who wanted to serve her closely.
Seeing this, Elder He and Elder Hua snorted at the same time.
His eyes looked at Wu Fangsheng with condemnation.
Wu Fangsheng, who was secretly happy, suddenly felt a chill on his back, shivered uncontrollably, and then forced to meet the gaze of his three teachers and uncles.
And deeply understand the meaning of these three glances: You still don't leave?
Wu Fangsheng shrunk his neck cowardly, saying that he also wanted to stay by the master's side for a while, but he couldn't resist the three masters, so he could only put down the teapot aggrieved, and then retreated step by step.