Chapter 21 This is a pair of kings

However.

Just as Xuanyuan Hong drooled and finished his excited speech, he found that Zhong Qing was not as excited as he had imagined.

On the contrary, he frowned a little.

This made Xuanyuan Hong extremely confused.

"Why, you are not excited about this gift?" Xuanyuan Hong couldn't help asking.

"Uh..."

Zhong Qing couldn't help but touch his nose.

For a moment, he was speechless.

This old man kept it a secret for a long time, laying the groundwork there for a long time. He really thought it was a good thing, and he was looking forward to it.

It turned out to be a king-level technique, and it felt like he was looking forward to it in vain.

But to be honest, it was a king-level technique.

The thing is indeed a good thing, but I only signed in eight books today, so I really can't get excited.

"What's wrong with you, kid?" Seeing that Zhong Qing was not interested, Xuanyuan Hong could not help but lecture him angrily, "This is a king-level technique, don't you think it's worth it?"

"Stinky boy, don't get cocky just because you are strong. It's true that you are strong, but with a good technique, you can get twice the result with half the effort."

"Okay, okay."

Zhong Qing had no choice but to take the talisman.

"But since you insist on giving me this set of techniques, I will give you a few sets of techniques too."

As he spoke, Zhong Qing had already turned the storage ring.

"Well, you will give me a few sets of techniques too?"

Xuanyuan Hong was full of doubts, then waved his hand and said, "There is no need for this, we are not doing favors, and there are plenty of them in our sect's Sutra Pavilion..."

But however.

Before he finished speaking, he quacked like a dried duck and stared at Zhong Qing in front of him.

Zhong Qing took out eight king-level skills from his storage ring. These eight king-level skills were what Zhong Qing got when he signed in, and they had not been put into the warehouse yet.

"You, you, you, you, you..."

Seeing these eight king-level skills, Xuanyuan Hong was already trembling and speechless.

"Don't want?" Zhong Qing asked.

"Yes!"

Almost instantly, he took the eight king-level skills from Zhong Qing and confirmed them one by one.

When he found that all eight king-level skills were real, his breathing became rapid.

At this moment.

He finally understood why Zhong Qing was not interested in hearing about the king-level skills.

He could take out eight in one breath, so of course he was not interested.

Thinking of his mysterious appearance at the beginning, he was like a fool, and... helping others in need?

"Eight books, these are eight king-level skills, how did you get them?" Xuanyuan Hong couldn't calm down his excitement and couldn't help asking.

"If you want it, you will get it."

Zhong Qing spread his hands and said calmly.

Is this human talk?

Is it human talk?

Xuanyuan Hong had a question mark on his face.

"Okay, okay, Sect Master, don't worry about where these eight books of skills came from, just keep them."

Zhong Qing quickly comforted Xuanyuan Hong and sat down again, "And your talisman, I remember the good intentions of the sect, but I really don't need this, you should take it back as well."

"Okay."

At this moment.

Xuanyuan Hong really had nothing to say.

Other people can take out eight books, and his king-level skills really have no effect on others.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Hong didn't say anything, Zhong Qing was relieved and made tea again.

In fact, according to the relationship, it's no big deal to take out a few emperor-level books to give to Xuanyuan Hong.

But after thinking about it carefully, Zhong Qing thought it was better to forget it.

People are innocent, but they are guilty of holding a treasure.

Once this news is leaked, Xianjiang Sect will face a catastrophe.

So it is just right to send a few king-level exercises to the sect.

"Tell me the truth, kid, are you practicing more than king-level exercises?" After sitting down, Xuanyuan Hong put away the eight king-level exercises and couldn't help asking Zhong Qing.

Zhong Qing poured tea and nodded and replied: "Yes, my own practice is indeed a little higher than the king-level exercises."

"A little bit, is it the honorable level?"

"Emperor level."

"Nimma."

Xuanyuan Hong, who had just taken a sip of tea, sprayed the tea in his mouth directly, burst out a swear word, stood up suddenly and cursed: "You are a little bit higher?"

Zhong Qing wiped the tea on his face in a bad mood, and couldn't help complaining: "Master, you are the master of a sect at least, can you be calm when encountering things?"

"I am calm, tell me, can I be calm, how can I be calm?"

Zhong Qing had to continue to comfort him in a soft voice, and after comforting him for a long time, Xuanyuan Hong was considered to be calm again and sat down.

"Come, have a cup of tea, don't think too much."

Zhong Qing smiled softly, shook the copper pot, and found that there was not enough water in the copper pot, so he told Lin Feng who had been standing beside him: "Disciple, go to the opposite hill and get another pot of spring water, remember to be quick."

"Yes, Master."

Lin Feng took the copper pot respectfully and stepped into the air directly.

It took only a few breaths, and he went back and forth on the opposite cloud-covered hill, and returned with the full copper pot.

"Master, this is the water you want."

Lin Feng said respectfully.

"Well, put it aside and burn it." Zhong Qing ordered softly.

"Yes, Master." Lin Feng replied.

"The spring water on the opposite hill is rich in spiritual energy, soothing and delicious, and has a sweet taste when tasted carefully. It is the best for making tea."

"The sect master is very busy, and it is not easy for you to come to my place. Drink a few more cups of tea and relax. In a way, it is also good for cultivation."

"Huh?"

"Why is the sect master silent?"

Zhong Qing talked a lot, but found that Xuanyuan Hong had been staring at Lin Feng standing behind Zhong Qing, and his expression was no different from seeing a ghost.

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

"Yes, is there any problem?" Zhong Qing asked with a blink of his eyes.

"Do you think there is any problem?" Xuanyuan Hong said loudly: "More than a month ago, he was not even practicing body, but now he can fly back and forth on the opposite hill in such a short time?"

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

Hearing this, Lin Feng hurriedly folded his hands, stepped forward and said: "Report to the sect master, I am not talented, I just broke through the Chenxuan realm."

"Fuck."

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

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

Not talented.

Not talented, fuck.

In more than a month, from zero to Chenxuan realm, still not talented? ?

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

Damn.

This master and disciple are a pair of kings!