"Can you fly too?" The red-haired old man looked at Song Qingshu in disbelief, originally he was going to make Song Qingshu suffer, he flew to it first, and waited for Song Qingshu to beg him to bring him up, but he didn't expect that Song Qingshu could also fly in the air, and looking at his appearance, he seemed to have some spare strength, obviously, he had reached the realm of volleying, he couldn't help but feel strange.

Song Qingshu smiled and said, "What's so strange about this. ”

"Of course it's strange, it's really strange that you can fly in the air at the peak of a grandmaster. The red-haired old man said loudly, looking at Song Qingshu with a curious expression.

"Then what realm do you have to go to be able to fly in the air?" Song Qingshu asked rhetorically.

"You don't even know this?" the red-haired old man was stunned when he heard Song Qingshu's words.

Song Qingshu shook his head, and affirmed an idea in his heart, there must be other realms above the grandmaster realm, but he and the others didn't know.

"Which old guy are you who is an apprentice of Jin'er and has such peerless light skills?" the red-haired old man asked Song Qingshu again.

Song Qingshu replied truthfully: "I am a disciple of Wudang, called Song Qingshu. Finally, he said his name.

"Wudang? I haven't heard of it, it has always been a sect created by a junior in the past few hundred years. The red-haired old man muttered.

Song Qingshu was stunned when he heard this, what is the concept of 'hundreds of years' at this time, this old man actually said words for hundreds of years, is he already hundreds of years old?

"Dare to ask the old man his surname, how old are you in a few years?" Song Qingshu asked the red-haired old man cautiously.

In the blink of an eye, they were already on the ground, the two stood still, and the red-haired old man said with a smile: "My name is Agni, as for how old I am, I have forgotten, it should be four or five hundred years old." ”

He said it very simply, but Song Qingshu was stunned, four or five hundred years old, what kind of concept is this, even dinosaurs can't live for so many years.

"You're not lying to me, are you?" After a long time, Song Qingshu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked the red-haired old man.

"Who has the leisure to lie to you, Song Qingshu, you come with me. The red-haired old man said disdainfully, and then flew into the air again, heading in one direction.

The red-haired old man's speed was very fast, and he saw a meteor flashing and disappearing in an instant, Song Qingshu had to use all his strength to use the 'wind chasing shadow' in the wind god's legs, and transport all his body strength to his legs, so that he could barely keep up.

When the red-haired old man saw that Song Qingshu was able to keep up with his speed, he was amazed in his heart, and said secretly: If you haven't been born for hundreds of years, there is such a magical sect in the world, this son has such strength at a young age, and it seems that the predecessors of their sect are even more incredible.

The red-haired old man thought in his heart, but the speed did not continue to increase, but kept flying at the original speed, so that Song Qingshu could keep up.

After a while, the red-haired old man finally stopped in a valley.

Song Qingshu stopped immediately and clasped his fists at the red-haired old man and exclaimed: "Admire, admire, today I only know that there are people outside the world." ”

"Boy, you are so powerful, who is your master, who can teach a master like you, he is definitely not an ordinary person?" the red-haired old man asked Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly when he heard this: "Although I am a member of Wudang Sect, my master is someone else, when I was young, I was accepted as an apprentice by a person who called himself 'Fengshen' and taught me the exercises, and since then, I have never appeared again." ”

"Fengshen, is it a god-level master?" the red-haired old man heard this, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Did he say what his name was?" the red-haired old man asked Song Qingshu after him.

Song Qingshu shook his head and said, "No, in fact, I haven't really seen my master's face, it's just that when I was young, he appeared in my dream, taught me exercises in my dream, and accepted me as an apprentice." ”

"Apprentice in a dream, a god-level master, must be a god-level master?" It must be" When the red-haired old man heard Song Qingshu's words, he immediately shouted with excitement on his face.

Song Qingshu looked at the old man's excited appearance, and his heart was depressed, this old man, is he crazy, what kind of god-level master, what kind of god-level master, he has never even heard of it.

Immediately afterwards, the red-haired old man looked at Song Qingshu again, with a smile in his eyes and a hint of curiosity, seeing Song Qingshu's pimples all over his body.

"What are you looking at?" Song Qingshu shook his body and asked him.

The red-haired old man smiled, trying to show a kind smile on his face, and said to Song Qingshu: "Boy, when will you meet your master, can you introduce me to the old man and get to know him?"

"Absolutely. Song Qingshu agreed without hesitation, and muttered in his heart: What master, Nie Feng is in the world of 'Fengyun', unless I can cross again, otherwise, I will never be able to see him.

"Hehe, good boy, with a god-level master, his future achievements will be limitless. When the red-haired old man heard Song Qingshu's words, he immediately laughed happily.

"Senior, you've been talking about god-level masters, what is a god-level master?" Song Qingshu asked the red-haired old man puzzled.

"You don't know the god-level masters? Oh, I know, your master didn't tell you, since you want to know, let me tell you." The red-haired old man looked at ease and said: "A god-level master is the highest realm of cultivators, there are very few masters in this world who can reach the god level, it can be said that no one can reach that realm at all, I have lived for hundreds of years, and I have not heard of any god-level masters." ”

"Eh, can you accurately say that the people in the rivers and lakes, oh, no, it is the realm division of our cultivators?" Song Qingshu was depressed in his heart, this old guy, after saying so much, it was nonsense at all.

"Okay, the realm division of cultivators is: third-rate, second-rate, first-class, congenital, grandmaster, you must all know that in ordinary rivers and lakes, grandmaster masters should be the top, but ordinary martial arts people don't know that there is a division of realms above grandmasters. The red-haired old man paused and said: "There are always three realms above the realm: ascending immortals, flying immortals, and transforming gods, and similarly, the three realms are divided into three small levels: the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage, and the peak.

The god-level masters in my mouth are the god-level masters, the top beings in the world, and it is rumored that they are true gods and can do anything. ”

After the red-haired old man finished speaking in one breath, Song Qingshu's whole person was stunned, he didn't expect that there were so many realms above the grandmaster realm.

Moreover, according to the ninth layer of the Ice Heart Formula, each realm is a level of the Ice Heart Formula, so the realm of the God Transformation is only to the eighth layer, if you cultivate to the ninth layer of the Ice Heart Formula, what kind of realm will it be?

Song Qingshu was very puzzled in his heart, what is above God?