Chapter 497: Later Stage of Foundation Building

"Senior brother in charge, what's wrong?" The face of the black-faced old man next to him couldn't help but show surprise, you know, the senior brother is the sect master, and he is usually moody, he was suddenly so surprised, but why?

"That Song kid is already an immortal cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. The elixir real man said word by word, his face full of strange expressions.

It's no wonder that this old monster feels incredible, you must know that the last time the two met, it was at the helm of Qingdanmen, that time, this kid was alone, but he almost disgraced himself and the entire Qingdanmen, the elixir real person had a deep impression of him, he remembered clearly, Song Hao at that time was obviously just a minor monk in the middle stage of foundation building, and it was obviously not long after entering the middle realm.

Now although things are easy to change, but it has only been less than half a year since the last time they met, he actually broke through to the late stage of foundation building, did he find a mistake, if he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, the elixir real person would never believe it, there was such a ridiculous scene in the world, when did the cultivation of the foundation building period become so easy?

Although Song Hao's strength is still not worth mentioning in his eyes, he doesn't know why, watching Song Hao's cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, he suddenly had an uneasy premonition in his heart, and it emerged.

After all, the other party advanced in such a short period of time, it can be said that he has completed an impossible task, and since he can create miracles in the speed of cultivation, it seems that it is not completely impossible to brew a high-quality foundation building spirit porridge.

Wait, what are you afraid of, the other party has advanced so quickly, it must be a coincidence, for example, if you have obtained some great elixir and treasure, or if you have obtained the inheritance of a certain ancient power, then it is not impossible to advance so quickly, and the boutique foundation building spirit porridge is different, there has never been such a thing in the immortal cultivation world, and it is absolutely impossible for the other party to boil it out of thin air.

So you don't have to worry, don't worry, the Immortal Kitchen Alliance is dead, and it is impossible to turn over the salted fish, but the truth is so true, but the elixir real person is inexplicable in his heart, and he is getting more and more nervous.

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

Or is it that Song Hao's performance in Qingdanmen last time was too eye-catching, so that it left a psychological shadow on him.

Shaking his head, the elixir real man desperately expelled this thought from his mind, or that sentence, the matter has come to this, it is useless to worry and fear, and now what he can do is to wait and see what happens.

In this way, some people were happy and some were worried, and in the midst of all the attention, Song Hao's retreat fell, and he bowed to Baiwei Zhenren from afar: "Apprentices see the master." ”

In front of all the monks, Song Hao seemed to be polite and thoughtful, so that people couldn't find fault with it, and now that the Immortal Kitchen Alliance was facing a huge crisis, of course he had to try his best to maintain the dignity of Baiwei Zhenren.

"No need to be polite. ”

Baiwei Zhenren's voice was full of mixed feelings, and at the same time, there was a little surprise in his eyes, what the elixir real person noticed, how could he ignore the past, remember the last time he met the apprentice, he was only in the middle of foundation building, and it was only a few months later, how could he advance so quickly?

What's even more incredible is that during this period of time, the apprentice shouldn't have done his best to make high-quality foundation building spiritual porridge, and he didn't have time to cultivate, how did he break through the bottleneck?

It is not wrong to say that he is puzzled, of course, at this moment, in front of so many outsiders, he naturally will not ask anything.

What's more, there are priorities, and there is only one wish for him at present, that is, Song Hao is not blowing nonsense, and can come up with high-quality foundation building spirit porridge, so that the door can save the day, and maintain the reputation that the Immortal Kitchen Alliance has accumulated 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 get to the bottom of it.

Song Hao naturally also noticed the look of ardent anticipation in Shizun's eyes, and he naturally understood what Baiwei Zhenren was worried about.

Song Hao smiled and glanced at Baiwei Zhenren, meaning that he was relieved and didn't need to be too anxious.

It's a pity that although the two have the name of master and apprentice, they haven't even met a few times, and they can't talk about how familiar they are with each other at all, so Song Hao's eyes, Baiwei really doesn't understand at all, and I don't know, whether he is saying that he wants to make himself feel at ease, or is he going to pit himself.

So the big stone in his chest not only did not fall into his stomach, but his face was blue and his lips were white, and he became more and more worried.

And this expression fell in the eyes of the elixir real person, but the other party was relieved, and turned to joy, he was not mistaken, this kid surnamed Song is really a pit goods, it seems that he came here not to get the instructions of Baiwei Zhenren at all, and there is no such thing as high-quality foundation building spirit porridge in his hands, but he made his own opinion, and he wanted to run out and blow nonsense.

It's really self-inflicted, and I will never let you bewitch the public again this time.

For a while, the elixir real person actually felt a little pity for his old opponent, the grandmaster of the Baiwei real generation, and his skills in all aspects are also very good, this time his head was caught by the door, otherwise how could he accept such a pit as an apprentice?

He sighed in his heart, of course, such a result is what he can't ask for, and the elixir real person will never show mercy to his subordinates, but is very gloating, at this time he is no longer worried about anything, so he doesn't need to borrow someone else's hand, last time, he lost face because of Song Hao, so this time he is ready to go down in person and get back the lost face.

"Hmm. ”

With a light cough, the elixir real person came out of the crowd, with a look of banter on his face: "Song Xiaoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"What, the real person is still alive?"

Song Hao showed a look of surprise on his face, and this rhetorical question made the elixir real person look confused.

"What do you mean I'm still alive?" said after a while, displeased.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to curse you. Song Hao hurriedly explained: "That's the case, not long ago, I heard a rumor that there was a civil strife in your faction, and you really fell for the conspiracy of several senior brothers, and died a miserable death, and were cut off by a thousand knives." ”

"I think the last time I came to the helm of Qingdanmen, and the real person also became a good friend of the year, but I didn't expect that to go but it became a farewell, I heard the news of the real person's death, I was so sad, I never thought that you were still alive. ”

......

"Poof......

"Ouch, I can't take it anymore. ”

Before Song Hao's words fell, he was already laughing and laughing, and said that he had no intention of cursing the other party, which was clearly pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, and he had reached the point of reaching the peak.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is breathtaking, listening to Song Hao's serious superficial concern, but in fact, it is a curse in front of him, and all the monks can no longer bear it, and they laugh wildly.