The Road to Superstars Worshiping the Elders

The place where Xie Daonian met was in a very distinctive Hong Kong-style restaurant.

Because it was already past the meal time, there were not many diners in the whole restaurant. When Song Jing arrived, an old-fashioned golden song that was quite nostalgic was playing in the restaurant.

"Mr. Song, Young Master Xie is waiting for you at the Fengyue Pavilion on the second floor." Song Jing looked around for a week, and then a graceful-looking woman in a cheongsam came over and said to Song Jing.

Song Jing nodded upon hearing this, and then, led by the woman, walked towards Fengyue Pavilion.

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Gold, stone, silk and bamboo, the fragrance of tea curls up.

After Song Jing arrived, what he saw was Xie Daonian pouring tea alone.The whole movement is smooth and flowing, done in one go.

If it weren't for Xie Daonian's short black hair and white Tang suit.Song Jing really thought that sitting in front of him was a Taoist friend who was in the Continent of Cultivation, tasting tea and discussing Taoism.

"The pork belly in clear soup and wonton noodles here are good, you can try them." Seeing Song Jing come in, Xie Daonian put down the teacup in his hand and said.

"Yeah." Song Jing didn't hesitate. After sitting down, he picked up the wonton noodles in front of him and ate them.

He didn't eat in the morning, and now it was almost two o'clock, so he was really hungry.The temperature of the wonton noodles is suitable. It seems that Xie Daonian knew that he was coming, so he ordered to go ahead.

"Mr. Xie, what do you mean by your actions today? Or, what do you want from me." Song Jing ate half a bowl of wonton noodles in one go, put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said to Xie Daonian.

If it is said that when he signed the employment contract with Xie Daonian, it was indeed out of curiosity.So now, he is not in the mood to play the guessing game anymore.

"Mr. Song, before I answer you, can you tell me what this is?" Xie Daonian took a deep look at Song Jing when he heard this, and then threw an inch-thick document at Song Jing. Road ahead.

Song Jing took it, a little confused.Then open the file.

Chuanbai, Tiandong, Xiaoyepu... Except for the names of a few Chinese medicines, the others are all chemical symbols.Song Jing couldn't understand it, and after browsing the document roughly, he closed it heavily.

Then he looked at Xie Daonian, the question in his eyes was self-evident.

"Song Jing, this is the test result of that holy medicine. Except for eleven kinds of Chinese medicinal materials, there are at least 130 seven substances that cannot be tested. Or, these substances do not exist in Huaxia at all. Can you explain to me, Is that why?" Xie Daonian didn't show off, but looked directly at Song Jing and asked slowly.

Song Jing: ...

Xie Daonian obviously took Xiao Huanyuan Pill, and now another test popped up. It can be seen that the sample for the test was taken from Xie Daonian's vomit.

Tsk tsk, heavy mouth.

Involuntarily, after Song Jing heard Xie Daonian's question, the first thing that came to his mind was the sample question...

"In addition, my body has also improved significantly. Not only have the previous symptoms weakened, but my hearing and vision have also improved a lot. Why is this?"

Xie Daonian didn't give Song Jing too much time to think, and asked questions one after another.

"Oh? My body has improved, isn't it good? As I said, this holy medicine was given to me by an old genius doctor. As for what medicinal materials the old genius doctor used, how do I know?" After hearing Xie Daonian's question, Song Jing said, Brow slightly wrinkled.

Song Jing didn't like such an aggressive attitude, whether it was the Cultivation Continent or the Huaxia Kingdom.In particular, the aggressive object is oneself.

Even though Xie Daonian had just helped him in the morning...but Song Jing still didn't like it.

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"Nether Grass, Ling Dongzi, Blood Mist Fruit, Banjian, Rhinoceros Horn..." Suddenly, Xie Daonian restrained himself and said a lot of nouns.

When Xie Daonian finished talking about the Nether Grass, Song Jing suddenly raised his head.

"Do I need to go on? Should I call him the Holy Medicine, or the Little Huanyuan Pill? Enshrined to the elders." Xie Daonian didn't pay attention to Song Jing's surprise, but leaned his body slightly, standing in front of the tea table with both hands, Look straight at Song Jingdao.

"Wind, nothing, Ya." Song Jing scrutinized Xie Daonian for three seconds, and said firmly.

Although he was calm on the surface, he was surprised in his heart.

Feng Wuya, Xie Daonian...how could he be alone!Isn't there only one cultivator in the whole ancient earth?

"Why did you appear here?" Song Jing was puzzled and asked directly.

"Oh, then why did you appear here?" Xie Daonian asked with a chuckle after hearing this.

Song Jing said nothing.He and Xie Daonian, no, they should be enemies but not friends with Feng Wuya.How can you get out of your hole cards when you don't know the opponent well.

Come to think of it, Feng Wuya should have thought of what he thought of.

"I'm not spying on your secrets. I only have one question. Back then... during the Zongmen Grand Competition, you were really like others. Don't you believe me?" Xie Daonian sat down in his seat again, poured tea, and then seemed to have nothing to say .

However, his right hand was slightly tight, and he still betrayed his heart.

"One was born in the bitter cold of the extreme north, quite lucky, um, young man. Tell me, why should I believe you, a proud boy of the Ziqing Sect?" Song Jing seemed to pause for a moment, then raised his head, and said soundtrack.

The indifference on his face was the same as back then.

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When Song Jing walked out of the tea restaurant, the time had already turned to three o'clock in the afternoon.The sun was shining brightly, and the T355 that arrived was parked in a shaded place not far away.

"Mr. Song, I'll take you back now." Zhou Quan hurried over after seeing Song Jing and said.

Seeing this, Song Jing waved his hand, he just wanted to be alone for a while now.Immediately afterwards, Song Jing stopped the taxi beside him, and then left straight away.

Zhou Quan didn't know what happened to the two of them, then turned around and walked towards the second floor of the tea restaurant.

The breeze and bright moon are the origin of the name Fengyue Pavilion.But at this time, Fengyue Pavilion is not Fengyue at all.

The rickety room furnishings, the leftovers that fell on the ground were cold...

Xie Daonian likes cleanliness. He has served Xie Daonian for more than 20 years, but he has never seen Xie Daonian so out of control.

"Young Master Xie, do you need to hire someone to clean it?" Zhou Quan looked at Xie Daonian by the window, thought for a while, and asked.

"En." After listening, Xie Daonian didn't say much, but let out a response from his nasal cavity.

Looking at Xie Daonian's position, one can see the scenery below at a glance.

God knows how much restraint he used just now to keep the superficial wind calm.

During this period of time, Xie Daonian became more and more clear about the scene in his dream.

Rare and exotic beasts, flying into the sky and hiding from the earth... the dream is a strange world.I can feel the emotions of Feng Wuya every moment and every moment.

The moment he woke up from the hospital bed and saw Song Jing again, Xie Daonian understood that Feng Wuya admired Song Jing.In other words, it was the extremely outstanding eyebrows and eyes.

At that time, Xie Daonian still believed that Song Jing was just Song Jing, an [-]th-line Internet celebrity.The indifferent fairy in the dream never came to China.However, he was still erratic and Roger tested the ingredients of the elixir.

During this time, he also observed Song Jing curiously.From the hot search of "Uncle Song Jing" to the audition for "Fire Phoenix", he never misses anything.

After that, he couldn't tell whether his prying was caused by Feng Wuya's consciousness or his own curiosity.

Until the test results come out, the holy medicine is not a product of the earth.The dream world is real... and Song Jing is very likely to be the fairy in the dream.

He could feel the huge fluctuation in his heart, which was full of uneasiness, hatred and ecstasy.

Xie Daonian, Feng Wuya... He no longer knows who he is, or they are the same person.

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"H65, please explain to me." After getting into the taxi, Song Jing immediately raised his right hand and said seriously.

"Master host, don't be angry... I, I don't know." Hearing this, H65 seemed to feel Song Jing's low pressure, and quickly came out to explain.

The voice was full of confusion and incomprehension.

"Heh." Song Jing sneered, now he had the urge to disassemble the Xuanhei bracelet and study it.

"You have a new communication, would you like to access it?" Just as Song Jing was gnashing his teeth, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Song Jing took it out, and the caller was Song Minghua. After thinking about it, Song Jing clicked through.

"Song Jing, I'm uncle, I'll admit it today. Give me the ownership of the house, and we'll settle the matter." After the call was connected, Song Minghua didn't say much, but got straight to the point.

Song Jing: ...he really couldn't figure out how Song Minghua's brain circuit was structured.

"Song Jing, I know about you." Song Minghua also felt that what he said was too sudden, and then he took a deep breath and added word by word.

The author has something to say: QAQ~ The author is stunned~ As a cannon fodder for gaining experience, the uncle still has half of the scenes left~ and the last chapter is obviously a recess~ This kind of slave family is not full of foreplay, and then seconds shoot! ! !I haven't written anything yet~Finger~

This chapter counts as an update~ There is another chapter tonight~

Boom~ Don't dislike the slow rhythm, the author is just like this rhythm... Try to hurry up.