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Yang Linglong's gaze became heavy. Just how many secrets did the white-clothed youth in front of him have?

A grandmaster in fist arts and a grandmaster in sword arts? At the moment, it looked like it was just the tip of the iceberg.

When the respectful Huang Lao heard this, he immediately said: "Master, your pill refining skills are mysterious and unfathomable. The so called 'master' is precisely this principle. It is really shameful to call you 'Master'."

"Master, I will let go of my figure and become your disciple."

Huang Lao kowtowed after he finished speaking, showing no intention to stand up.

This old fogey was really pushing the palace. Ling Hao also did not want to cause any more trouble.

"Get up! I'll take you in. " After Ling Hao finished speaking, Huang Lao only felt his entire body becoming warm as a wave of energy caused him to stand up.

He revealed an excited look in his eyes, "Master, this disciple cannot thank you enough." As he spoke, he was about to kneel down again. This scene caused everyone to be stunned.

Ling Hao frowned, and shouted: "If you kneel again, then scram, what I want is a disciple, not a kneed less slave!"

Huang Lao laughed awkwardly and nodded.

"You can leave first. Come look for me at my place tomorrow."

Ling Hao said to Huang Lao, and then Huang Lao slowly left after bowing.

"Unbelievable! "Oh my god, Brother Li, do you think I'm hallucinating? Huang Lao is such a noble person ?"

"No, it's not an illusion. It's a fact."

The youth that was standing nearby whispered.

Yang Wuyuan had a complicated look in his eyes. Today, this little guy kept on giving him surprises, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest. Ling Changfeng, who sat down, had a face full of pride. This was his son.

An entire day had passed, and everyone knew that there was a white-clothed youth called Ling Hao who was on the stage, and he had caused the students below the stage to be afraid but not dare to ascend the stage!

He crippled Wang Shao Xian first, defeated Li Mingxue, and even killed Chen Yu! Although he was stopped by his father, everyone understood that he, Ling Hao, was a friend of the second young miss.

The next morning, there was a bustle of people with gifts in their hands, talking and laughing merrily.

As they walked towards Ling Hao's home, most of them were students from Bai Han's bloodline, and there were even some other teachers who were sitting down and studying with them.

"Hao'er, what should we do with the people outside?" Ling Changfeng frowned. There were more than a hundred people, even his own small courtyard couldn't hold them.

Hearing that, Ling Hao laughed: "Father, these people saw that I cultivate at an extraordinary speed and have a close relationship with Ling Long, they predicted that I would have a bright future, they are paving the way for me, if you don't accept the gift, you will hate us instead."

Poor in the busy city no one asked, rich in the mountains have distant relatives.

If you don't believe me, just look at the wine in the cup.

The strong were like wealthy people, they were respected.

In his previous life, Emperor Taihao knew all about the matters of cultivation, to the point where he was able to see through everything in the human heart.

Some of the pills had been sent over, while some were even spirit herbs and medicines. On the table in the hall, it was filled to the brim, causing Ling Changfeng's hand to turn numb when he received the gifts.

After the greetings had ended, the students left in satisfaction. They hoped that one day, Ling Hao would become even stronger, and the reward for today's celebration would be many times more.

Then, the Huang Lao came.

Behind him stood two disciples, carrying a cauldron.

After approaching, Huang Lao took out a bottle gourd from his waist, and brought it to his chest with both hands. "Master, this is a top-grade Origin Accumulating Pill refined by my disciple, it is beneficial to the Qi Condensation cultivation level."

"Also, disciple, send me a pill furnace."

Huang Lao's expression was a little haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot. The reason he did not sleep since yesterday was to personally refine top grade Origin Gathering Pills.

Ling Hao was startled. As a fourth grade Refining Apothecary, how could there not be such a thing in the pharmacy? After thinking for a moment, he said: "I see."

He took the bottle gourd, and turned to have the two disciples of the Huang Lao place the furnace inside the house, he sighed in his heart, with the Qi Condensation Powder, why would they need a Yuan Dan? However, this disciple had done his best. If he didn't accept him, it was as if he looked down on him.

Ling Hao spent the entire day teaching him how to refine pills. Fortunately, the talent of the Huang Lao was not bad, otherwise, it would be difficult for him to understand Ling Hao's obscure pill scriptures.

Huang Lao was also amazed by Ling Hao's knowledge, it was simply as profound as the ocean. Such a person taking him as his master, Huang Lao only felt smoke rising from the grave.

As the two of them were discussing the Dao of alchemy in the room, they suddenly heard a voice.

"Brother Hao ?"

She is Li Mingxue.