"I've met Dean Song."

Chen Buduofu clasped his hands together and bowed, but Dean Song was stunned.

The young monk in front of him not only did not have the intention of taking credit for himself, but his expression was as plain as water, as if he had just done something insignificant.

But is it a trivial matter to kill the poetic ghost in the upper three realms with one punch?

President Song couldn't help but sigh that this monk was really a mature and in a state of extraordinary mood.

"The monk does not need much politeness. I am ashamed. If the monk had not helped him, Haoran Academy would probably have been embarrassed today."

The old-fashioned Dean Song is completely different from the middle-aged man with a national face in his impression.

The only thing that is the same is that unchanging perseverance.

Chen Budu also keenly realized the meaning of Dean Song's words.

Yes, as the nine heavenly level immortal sects, Haoran Academy cannot have no trump card even if it is the weakest one. It is absolutely impossible for a practitioner who has just entered the upper three realms to directly destroy him.

Perhaps there are any items that cost a lot of money to use, such as the treasures left by the sub-saint who proved the truth here, or the hidden powerhouses in Haoran Academy that have not taken action yet.

But no matter what, once these are used, it will not only be equivalent to showing off your trump card in front of the Middle-earth cultivation interface, but from then on, it will make people less concerned, but it will also lose face. It will be pinched as a soft persimmon in next year's Immortal Sect Competition.

Of course, it wouldn't be nice to save the academy if an outsider takes action...

However, if Princess Taiping, as the closed disciple of Dean Song, declared that this mysterious monk was his protector, could he still save some face.

"The monk, Song said before that he wanted to repay the monk's help for Xun. Now the monk has taken action to save Haoran Academy. Song has no choice but to make a decision and donate the prize-winning lower-grade spiritual weapon from Liushang Poetry Club to the monk. I hope the monk will not refuse."

Don't refuse,

These four words dispel the idea of ​​Chen Budu receiving kickbacks.

I looked left and right and saw that there were no people around who were appropriately given to Buddha's fate. It seemed that I had to accept this earth-level spiritual weapon by myself.

Why...

If you can’t give away the Buddha’s fate within one hour, there will be no chance to give it to you.

"Director Song is kind, but the little monk refuses to be disrespectful."

Lu Daru next to him took out something and said.

"The monk, this thing is called Jade Girl Green Bamboo Armor. According to legend, it is a spiritual armor made by a female weapon refining master during the White Emperor period, made of the main material of the clear water and crystal bamboo. It is relatively light and has a strong defense. When it comes to attacking the surface of the spiritual armor, a water-shaped defense cover will be produced."

"So, it's been hundreds of years?"

"good."

Lu Daru nodded slightly and said, "It has been more than seven hundred years."

In fact, this is the case. Due to the disappearance of materials and the dynasty of technology, as generations of reproduction and growth, practitioners have been replaced by generations. Now most of the earth-level and heaven-level spiritual weapons are inherited from ancient times and ancient times. The foundation of the aristocratic families and immortals is also here.

Not only do they inherit the knowledge of cultivation, they also have a series of supporting elixirs, exercises, and spiritual weapons. They will naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing, and then form interest groups that affect certain regions and even the entire Middle-earth country.

Don’t think that the earth-level spiritual weapons are not valuable. In the current situation where the heaven-level spiritual weapons are not circulated, the earth-level spiritual weapons are the best that practitioners can obtain.

Moreover, it must be a strong practitioner to obtain it. If you purchase it, it will be even more expensive.

The heavenly spiritual weapon will only appear once every 60 years of immortal gate competition, as well as some unopened cave heaven and blessed land.

How many sixty years does a person have in his life? Most monks only have two.

Can you make sure you can get the first place in the country after taking the college entrance examination twice?

As for the unopened Cave Heaven and Blessings, it is even a lottery event. There are more than 30 Cave Heaven and Blessings in this state, which have not been opened for one or two thousand years. They are opened in the era of my own life and can enter. After entering, there are also heaven-level spiritual weapons, which are finally obtained by myself.

To be honest, this probability is not as reliable as the Immortal Sect.

Of course, the heavenly-level spiritual weapon obtained by the Immortal Gate Competition is 60 years of service, and the one who has obtained it by taking risks in the Cave Heaven and Blessings is entirely personal.

However, from some perspectives, practitioners are likely to survive for various reasons and the sixty years after obtaining them. For example, can you guarantee that you can survive the ownership period after buying a house? So there is actually not much difference...

Chen Budu accepted it happily, and then said solemnly.

"Director Song, actually, the little monk came here for one thing, and this matter is closely related to the dean."

"Ahem..."

Dean Song, whose hair and beard were white, coughed twice. Lu Daru hurriedly sent his spiritual energy. After a while, Dean Song recovered and said.

"It makes the monk laugh."

Chen Buduodu spoke and explained the matter of sacrificing wine in detail.

From how to discover it in Taiping County, to the interceptions I encountered along the way.

President Song did not shy away, and sent someone to bring Guoguo, and showed up to the wine, and explained to President Song in person that Hanzhong Mansion had become a ghost.

President Song was so angry that his beard raised up, and his face was full of anger.

"It's unreasonable! I will definitely be a saint and will never let the people fall into the mouths of demons!"

Chen Budu nodded slightly. Although the president of Haoran Academy may not be as powerful as the other Heavenly Immortal Sect's powerful genius, if he really does his best to encourage the court to send troops to Hanzhong Prefecture to quell the rebellion, then his character will definitely be unquestionable.

The two talked for half an hour about what happened in Hanzhong Prefecture, and Chen Budu was listening patiently.

The ancient strange beast that was completely crazy, the human-faced bird "Sujiu" raised by the immortals killed a lot in Hanzhong Prefecture. Combined with the fact that the poet received the guidance of the immortals and stepped into the upper third realm, it can be completely inferred that the actions of the Seven Dok Rice Sect and the Ghost Hall in Hanzhong have the shadow of the immortals behind it.

And the land of Taiping is right in Hanzhong Prefecture...

Before they knew it, the two had finished talking and Jijiu turned around.

"Master, I've told my sister first that after doing this, I can die and will never occupy Guoguo's body again. Thank you for your escort."

Jijiu looked serious and bowed to Chen Budu seriously.

Chen Budu frowned and asked, "Director Song has no choice?"

President Song smiled bitterly and said, "There is no way. She is already a soul body. She has been delayed for so long. Unless she can find a special place to cultivate the soul body, she will not be able to bear it even if she uses the method of reincarnation in the filthy land."

Chen Budu thought for a while and said, "Sacrifice, don't rush to seek death. The little monk may have a way."

Jijiu was a little unbelievable, but her soul was already extremely weak and she said nothing. She directly handed over control of her body to Guoguo.

No one wants to die if he can live without death.

"Guoguo, I'll go out later and I'll give you something."

"Yes! But I'm so sleepy..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Shen Buduo's thigh and fell asleep.

President Song looked and said, "The soul hiding technique shares the body. She is still a child. It is normal for her to be mentally exhausted and not seriously injured."

Chen Budu nodded and said, "Dean, the little monk may have a solution, but he must go out first."
Chapter completed!