Thinking of this, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but ask, "Brother Shangguan, what level of cultivation is your current level? I heard from my master that you are a heaven-level strongman, so who are you stronger than my master?"

Shangguan Jinghong was stunned when he heard what Murong Ningyue said. Obviously, he did not expect Murong Ningyue would ask such a question. Ordinary disciples would not ask others who are more powerful than others.

Just think about it and know that if Shangguan Jinghong is really stronger than Fufei Taoist Priest, then wouldn’t the face of Fufei Taoist Priest be ugly after he said it? On the other hand, if Shangguan Jinghong is not as powerful as Fufei Taoist Priest, then Shangguan Jinghong would also be very embarrassed.

However, Murong Ningyue was too curious about this question at the time and did not think of so many twists and turns. Murong Ningyue was not a scheming person, so naturally she didn't think of so many.

Shangguan Jinghong also saw that Murong Ningyue was indeed blurting out the question and had no other intention. Shangguan Jinghong then said, "Your master and I have had a few times before. Were the two sides winning each other? But I have only won more times!"

Murong Ningyue couldn't help but startled when she heard this: "So you are even more powerful than my master! The gap among this heavenly-level strongman seems to be quite large. I wonder when I will be able to reach this level?"

At the end, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but feel emotional. Murong Ningyue was still a nine-star immortal, and the realm of the gods was still difficult to break through, let alone the heavenly level behind the gods.

Shangguan Jinghong couldn't help but smile when he saw Murong Ningyue's expression: "Miss Qinglian doesn't have to worry. You still need to focus on gradual progress in practice. As long as you practice hard and work hard, it will only be a matter of time before you improve your cultivation!"

When Murong Ningyue heard this, she couldn't help but sigh and said, "Brother Shangguan, you don't need to comfort me. There is still a big gap between people. You see, you are already a powerful person at a young age. These comfort words are not effective at all when you say them from your mouth, and it makes people feel even more ashamed!"

"Hahaha! You said I'm young? Miss Qinglian is so wrong!"

Seeing Shangguan Jinghong smiling exaggeratedly, Murong Ningyue couldn't help but frown and said, "Brother Shangguan, what do you mean? Are you very old? But you shouldn't be much older than me, judging from your appearance?"

Shangguan Jinghong laughed so hard that he couldn't stop and said, "Miss Qinglian, you're a big mistake. My true age is actually not much different from your master. The reason why I look so young is that I have had some adventures back then, so my appearance has not changed much in the years since then!"

After hearing Shangguan Jinghong say this, Murong Ningyue finally understood it. At the same time, Murong Ningyue also breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that Shangguan Jinghong did not age because of the adventure. This made Murong Ningyue feel much more balanced. Otherwise, if Shangguan Jinghong had such strong cultivation at a young age, Murong Ningyue would really find it difficult to accept it.

After all, Murong Ningyue herself is a talented person. Now she is so much worse than Shangguan Jinghong. It is normal for Murong Ningyue to feel unbalanced.
Chapter completed!