C4 A Cup of Morning Tea for You

In the alchemy room, a silver-haired old man was reading with relish. Suddenly, he heard the clamor outside the door. He put down the book, let out a cold snort, and walked out.

"Who's being noisy?"

"Huang Lao, it's not us, it's not us." The two guards were scared out of their wits. They understood the elder's temperament very well. The last time the fourth elder's son came here to cause trouble, he had been beaten and locked in his room by his father. The next day, the fourth elder came to apologize.

"Who are you?" Huang Lao watched the young man in front of him closely. He could see through his cultivation level with a single glance, and was at the third level of Qi Condensation.

"Who I am is not important. What's important is that you think hard about what I'm going to say next."

The two guards were stunned for a moment before shouting angrily, "Yellow-furred kid, hurry up and f * ck off! How can this be a place for you to behave atrociously?"

The two of them had the aura of someone beating you up if you didn't leave.

Huang Lao looked at Ling Hao in confusion, not knowing what the little fellow was doing.

It was also interesting and he looked at Ling Hao with disdain, "Alright, say it, I want to see what you want me to think about."

Ling Hao stood with his hands behind his back, the aura of a Grandmaster was fully displayed.

"Tsk, this yellow-haired youth is still pretending to look real. Look at him."

The two guards laughed in a low voice.

"Yin and yang warm, all living things growing, yin and yang, nurturing the heaven and earth, everywhere you look, you will die in my hands …"

Before he finished reciting it, Huang Lao's expression changed greatly as a bright light flashed across his eyes.

Ling Hao stopped and said, "Do you still want to continue reciting?"

Huang Lao was startled, he knew what the young man meant.

"You two can leave. There's no need to stand guard tonight. Also, do not spread the words you have said to this little brother today, otherwise …"

The two guards looked at each other and nodded immediately. They were shocked in their hearts, what was this young man thinking about that Huang Lao would actually call him Little Brother?

There were so many experts in the Psionic Flame Clan, many of whom had to show great respect to the Huang Lao. But today, someone asked the Huang Lao to call him Little Brother.

"Young Big Brother, please come in."

Huang Lao waved his hand with a kind face.

Entering the house, Ling Hao said: "You should understand what was read earlier right?"

"Of course, this kind of reasoning isn't something that a Grandmaster would find hard to understand. This old man is filled with admiration. May I ask, which divine person is your esteemed master?"

Huang Lao said sincerely, the reverence in his eyes was obvious.

Ling Hao was startled, this old fellow thinks that I have a mysterious Grandmaster's teachings behind me.

Well, let's just let you think so.

"Please forgive me Huang Lao, but my respected master is not allowed to mention his name outside."

Huang Lao took a sip of tea, his eyes revealing a look of regret. Such a godly person, he actually did not know his name.

"I'm fine. May I ask what are your needs?" It would be a pity if he did not rope in this kind of talent. The mysterious Grandmaster behind him was worth it.

"I want to borrow the pill furnace."

"Such a small matter is not a problem."

Ling Hao smiled slightly.

"However …"

Ling Hao asked in astonishment: But what?

"You're only at the 3rd level of Qi Condensation, and yet you haven't even seen the Pill Fire in your dantian! How are you going to concoct pills?"

Huang Lao stroked his beard, and looked at Ling Hao seriously.

"Today I'll broaden your horizons."

Ling Hao walked to the front of the furnace, looking at the golden furnace, his eyes flashed with light.

He took out the spirit sesame seed grass, true essence flower, raised his hand and threw it in.

"Sizzle …"

The sound of refining came from inside the pill furnace.

Huang Lao was stunned. Oh my god! True Essence Flower, thousand year spirit sesame seed, was thrown in so casually?

You didn't even refine it!

Huang Lao wished that he could kill the youth in one slash.

A heartbroken voice rang out: "Wasting this kind of spiritual medicine, little big bro, you really deserve to be punished by the heavens!"

"Shut up."

Ling Hao shouted coldly, he immediately activated his Qi, and a golden flower appeared from his Dantian. The golden flower was extremely bright, and in a blink of an eye, it had entered the Pill Refining Furnace.

Ling Hao closed his eyes, quietly channeled his spirit energy, and continued to pour in.

"This... Was this Pill Fire? "So mysterious."

This method was very different from ordinary people's method of refining pills. Other people would need to purify their spirit herbs, so how could they stuff all of them in like Ling Hao?

After a while, Ling Hao was a little tired, he stopped using his True Essence and kept his Pill Fire.

"Dan Cheng."

Huang Lao slowly opened the pill furnace.

The moment the top of the pill was lifted off, the room was filled with fragrance. A few rays of light flashed past, and nine bright and vibrant colored pills flew out.

Ling Hao took out the pill box, and the nine Pills rushed towards the box like arrows that had just left the bow.

He had already refined the White Bone Pill, and it was a high-quality pill.

Huang Lao rubbed his eyes, his breath quickened as he asked: "Little brother, is this the long-lost White Bone Pill?"

Something like the White Bone Pill was something that he, as a fourth grade Apothecary, had only seen in ancient books.

This kind of Pills was rumored to have been created by the prideful and peerless Great Emperor Tai Hao. After the death of the Great Emperor and his endless years of experience, this kind of thing had long ago disappeared from the world.

The Huang Lao stroked his beard. Maybe it was because of the divinity behind him, or maybe he got the pill formula from someone else.

Overnight, Huang Lao watched Ling Hao concoct pills excitedly and excitedly. Although he had not learned any absolute arts until early in the morning, tonight, he felt that he was not far from the fifth grade Apothecary.

Ling Hao was satisfied, the white bone pills he refined were nine in total, and the Qi Condensation Pill, Qi Condensation Pill. He refined the Qi Condensation Pill in batches, and these things were indispensable for cultivation, and were more than ten times stronger than the Na Yuan Pills that were spread outside.

If a Qi Condensation cultivator didn't want to cultivate by breathing through the night, they would have to take the Origin Accumulation Pill. It could help a cultivator increase his or her true essence, allowing him or her to break through to the next realm.

If the outside world knew about the Qi Condensation Powder, Ling Hao dared not imagine what would happen to him.

Ling Hao left behind two White Bone Pills and two Qi Condensation Pills.

"These two Qi Condensation Pills can help you break through to the fourth stage of the True Yang."

The reason why Ling Hao knew that he was a third level True Yang cultivator was because a majority of fifth stage Apothecary were at this stage.

Huang Lao had always been wandering within the third sky of the True Yang, and it had been more than ten years since he had a breakthrough.

He had long since trusted this young man. Thus, he had no doubts about what he was about to say.

Trembling, he took the Pills.

For some reason, Huang Lao felt that his eyes were moist, and his tears immediately flickered: "Thank you, that …"

Ling Hao saw that he was hesitating to speak, and reminded him: "If you have something to say, then speak."

"Can I take you as my master?"

Huang Lao's voice was like a mosquito, her bashful look caused Ling Hao to be shocked. This old fellow, why does he look like a lady who had not left the pavilion yet?

Ling Hao said with a bitter face: "Goodbye, we'll meet again if fate wills it."

He didn't want to accept such a big disciple, so giving him some pointers would be alright.

"Master, you are my Master, don't worry, I will keep it a secret. Come often if you are free!"

Ling Hao who was running out of the door almost fell to the ground.

This shameless old man.

The Huang Lao in the room roared loudly, the fanaticism in his eyes was like an old dog that had not eaten meat in decades.

He held the Pills Ling Hao left behind and placed it in front of his eyes, exclaiming in shock, "It's really f * cking a ghost's talent, my Master's luck is astonishing!"

There were no obstructions on the way, and the morning shadows of people floated about. It was the Psionic Flame Clan students who were doing their morning practice here.

In the east, the morning sun shined brightly as white as a fish's belly.

As Ling Hao was walking in the middle of the road, he suddenly heard a voice.

"Brother Yu, how should we train here?"

This voice was very familiar to him, it was the childhood sweetheart, Li Mingxue.

Turning his head, Li Mingxue saw that Li Mingxue and Chen Yu were dancing with swords in their hands. Chen Yu's right hand was wrapped behind Li Mingxue's waist, holding her hand while guiding her.

"Cloud Piercing Sword Art is the second best technique in our Psionic Flame Clan. It is very effective for men and women to practice it together. You need to concentrate your true qi and attach it to the sword. "

Chen Yu smiled.

Then, his face darkened. Why was this guy everywhere?

Ling Hao left indifferently. He did not want to waste anymore time with them, power was everything.

Ever since he made the bet on that day, he could see Li Mingxue's alienation towards him. He felt that he would definitely lose, that he would even end up being assigned to a janitor's courtyard, unable to rise again for the rest of his life.

He had only taken a few steps when he heard a voice from behind him.

"Ling Hao, I hope you won't disturb us any longer. You can't give Ming Xue a beautiful future, and only I can, because I am at the eighth level of Qi Condensation and you are just a pile of mud!"

"Brother Yu, stop it." Li Mingxue tugged on Chen Yu's arm.

"No, I have to say, yesterday at the Martial Arts Practice Grounds, this guy thought he could not wait to show off after he reached the 3rd level of Qi Condensation. Humph, that's for you to see, he wants you to change your mind."

Ling Hao laughed faintly. That Young Master Wang was in cahoots with this person, it was clear that he was the one who ordered Young Master Wang to make things difficult for him.

Emperor Taihao, who had roamed the world for countless years, would truly be a failure if he allowed this cockroach to affect his emotions.

Chen Yu took a step forward and pulled Li Mingxue's arm.

"Today, you coincidentally bumped into us again. It's clear that you have a wicked heart, but you still don't know how powerful you are."

Li Mingxue saw that Ling Hao did not say a word, and his heart also gradually sunk.

Where did the Big Brother Ling Hao, who was carrying me on his back back then, go to?

It's a pity that you like me, but I can't give you a chance.

"Brother Hao, in the future …" Let's not see each other too much. "

Ling Hao calmly asked: "Do you believe what he said as well?"

He had lived for a long time, and should have been indifferent to everything, but now he felt that his previous master wasn't worth it.

Li Mingxue looked at Ling Hao with slight disappointment, held Chen Yu's hand and said: "I know you have always been chasing after me, it's just that we are now big, we should understand that growing up requires a lot of choices."

"Very good. You will be proud of your choice. I wish you happiness." Ling Hao said.

Li Mingxue and Chen Yu looked at each other.

Ever since his rebirth, Ling Hao had never thought about this matter. However, her previous master did indeed like her, but he was already gone. She couldn't go into detail about this matter.

"Ling childe, can I buy you a cup of morning tea?"

Dressed in purple, with two beautiful maids following behind her, the purple-dressed woman slowly unveiled herself. Her astonishing appearance caused the young man who was practicing in the morning to suck in a breath of cold air.