Aren’t gods said to be cold and emotionless?
Or is it that this person's level is too low, and he has not yet reached the state of being calm and peaceful, not being happy or sad because of things?
Song Luo was too embarrassed to say that the other person was being mean, after all, he was the one who took the initiative to show goodwill to him.
After Song Luo nodded, he began to prepare for exercise.
After he became a fifth-level transcendent, he had fulfilled Gongsun Yuancheng's previous statement and could learn Gongsun Yuancheng's method of cultivating immortals.
Because my previous learning path was different from Gongsun Yuancheng's, those low-level spells were not very good.
Now, we can finally neutralize Gongsun Yuancheng's magic.
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The next morning, Song Luo woke up from his practice.
Naturally, he also met Gongsun Yuancheng, who also taught him some magic techniques.
For example, calling the wind and rain, and turning beans into soldiers.
It is also like driving away thunder and lightning, and holding the world in one's sleeves.
However, these things are not so easy for Song Luo to achieve, and they still require long-term practice.
Song Luo is quite interested in immortal techniques.
Water magic, wind magic, they're all bullshit, the really awesome thing is the fairy magic!
During the conversation, the Dark Night Goddess did interject and offer some pointers, but due to their different approaches, she didn't offer much insight.
After tidying up his clothes, Song Luo went out.
Although there is a time difference in the United States, for an extraordinary person like Song Luo, the time difference is no big deal and can be easily overcome.
After going out, Wang Ting, Lu Chong and others went out early and gathered together waiting for Song Luo. When they saw Song Luo coming out, they all paid attention to him.
Song Luo looked at their strange situation and felt a little puzzled. He couldn't help but ask, "Why are you looking at me?"
"Team Leader Song, Mr. Liang will arrive today."
It was still dawn outside, but Wang Ting still spoke seriously, "There's about half an hour left. We'll wait for you to pick us up at the airport."
"Yes, Mr. Liang is here today."
Song Luo nodded, suddenly realizing.
While practicing magic in the blessed land, he forgot the existence of this team leader, a level five transcendent.
It just so happens that Song Luo also wants to meet this person.
After all, he had only seen two before.
One is Zhu Zhengqiang, that’s all.
The other one was a middle school boy named Zhao, who looked four or five years older than him, but Song Luo always felt that he was about thirteen or fourteen years old.
This Mr. Liang in front of me...shouldn't let me down, right?
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