After Fifteen Years on the Mountain, It Makes Sense to Be Invincible, Right?

"Master, why do you think I can only practice the Dragon Subduing Art to the eighteenth position..." "Master, why are you ignoring me again..." Venerable Qingyuan closed his eyes helplessly, and his head began to hurt just by hearing the boy's noisy voice. "Disciple, the secret guards of Netherworld Palace have just attacked, which shows that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time." "Now that you have mastered martial arts, go down the mountain. Even my master has to pack up and run for his life!" Lin Junhao looked aggrieved, "But master, I haven't learned your Xuanhan Nine Needles yet." Venerable Qingyuan stared angrily: "Get out of here!"