Vol 2 Chapter 1208: clothes

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Snow country refers to many countries north of the North Wilderness. Unlike the nomads in the Northern Wilderness, the northern Snowland region established civilization early on.
When the ancient sons of the Middle Ages soared, there were ice monks who established power in the cultivation land of the Northern Kingdom. And they also brought civilization to the local area.
The preaching activities of the Holy Infant Church that swept the whole of China, integrated the Northern Kingdom.
This is something that happened 10,000 years ago.
Now, the legendary Snow Country native of Blue Eyes is gone. The blood of the Central Plains region occupies there. Today's snow country people, but the skin color is much whiter than the Central Plains residents.
The one in front of Wang Qi is a typical snowman.
Zhao Qingtan met the snow country monk and greeted him, saying: "Old Xiao, I know your kid's heart. This time you must have your share."
Xiao, Chai, and Yi are all surnames of the Northern Kingdom.
"I just followed Mr. Fan." The monk with the surname Xiao smiled: "Ms. Fan is going this time, so we will go with it-good luck. You know, my luck this time is always good."
"Teacher Fan ..." Zhao Qingtan's eyes widened: "Teacher Fan Defan?"
The youth nodded: "Really."
Zhao Qingtan gasped. The name Van der Was not to be underestimated.
This master is not a new genius. He is an old-school monk who stepped into the fairy road before the Devil Emperor's Rebellion. Like Chen Jingyun, the master of Wanfamen, he is also a half-step pastime. But his reputation is not even as good as Chen Jingyun. This master has not made any significant achievements on any outstanding issues.
But this does not mean that Van der itself is not good enough. On the contrary, this master even had some of the disciples who had been tuned out.
He must not take the last step, but wants to take the last step and harvest the fruits of longevity with his systematic understanding of multiple fields of mathematics.
It is worth mentioning that this Master Fan is also a monk who is obsessed with preaching and practice. As a half-step pastoral monk, he will even appear in the forums of many Xianmeng sub-altars in the Northern Kingdom to teach monks who have entered the fairy tale. There are even some talented monks who will be taken to the Xueguo school to experience the Xueguo style of study.
Maybe it is because of this, so he will be selected.
However, Zhao Qingtan realized that this was not a good thing.
The Xueguo faction is Lianzong. Fan De is the representative of Lian Zong.
And Wang Qi is the representative of Lizong.
This means that the upper level of Xianmeng almost pushed Wang Qi to the opposite position of the powerful half-step monk like Vander.
This……
"How did you do it ..." He wondered: "The Shaoli faction completely gave up the quota, and you ..."
"The Shaoli School does not teach regularly, and they also know this, so they simply gave up." The young man named Xiao smiled with the monk: "It's enough to just say a word to Hejun."
Zhao Qingtan did not believe it. But Wang Qi behind him has already trusted seven or eight points.
Shujun is able to do such a thing. He lacks the essential interest in mathematics, but he is full of enthusiasm for "explaining the world with mathematics", and has a passion for calculators that is very close to the applied class.
In the Xianmeng's plan, a fortune-teller like Shujun should not be in contact with the demon races for the first time.
Moreover, Shujun really lacks the patience of teaching disciples-no one likes to train "one by one, one by two, two by two, two by four" for monkeys.
He shouted, "Hey, Brother Zhao, would you like to introduce me?"
"Hah." Zhao Qingtan smiled and took the young man with the surname Xiao came over: "Xiao Chuhong, I was in the same period, and graduated from Xinyue Xianyuan as you did.
"It turned out to be Brother Xiao." Wang Qi raised his hand with no sincerity: "Long Yang Jiu Yang."
"Ahahahaha, let's not talk about such perfunctory words." The young man also smiled: "My Xiao Chuhong's name should not be remembered by your Wang Qi."
"" A certain set of topological invariants of transposed subgroups. "Wang Qi thought for a moment, and quickly reported a name:" Clear thinking paper. "
Xiao Chuhong was a little surprised: "You actually know?"
"I saw it when I studied the braid group a few days ago." Wang Qi laughed: "This field is quite unpopular-it is estimated to be colder than the winter in the snow country. Not many people can be impressed. Except some early ones The foundation laid by Junjun, and the clear definition of the Geting School, have done more to the Xueguo School. "
"Transposition subgroup" is a research direction closely related to braid group.
Xiao Chuhong is a little weird: "I always feel that there are more people who talk to us recently about kink ... No one was interested in this before."
"Blessed by the Dragon Clan." Wang Qi said.
The dragon's metamorphosis is sure to bring a wave of rhythm in Xianmeng.
"In short, you can remember me and be glorious." Xiao Chuhong did not despise Wang Qi's monks in the Dandan period, and solemnly saluted: "That is the paper that I certified Yuanshen. I personally still like it Although compared with your achievements, he is not worth mentioning.

Zhao Qingtan said: "However, when you showed up, we were really taken aback ..."
"We were also surprised when we heard that we were walking with you." The new monk priest said: "You may not know that this time the Geting sent no meaning to send people to Nanming. They pushed you Come out, I am afraid there is any deeper plot. "
A few years ago, the broken heart of the master said that the reputation of the Going School who had gone astray fell sharply. Now they have no competition for "orthodox" "fame". But prestige comes from prestige, and strength comes from strength. The Geting School has been in business for hundreds of years, and there is a golden age led by the fortune-teller. Its influence and connections are still there. They want to get involved in this "orthodox" dispute, and they still have strength.
If it is done well, it can also save some reputation.
The Geting School did not participate at all silently, which always made people feel weird.
"Some of our younger generations also have some speculations." Xiao Chuhong didn't have a little racket, but instead introduced: "First of all, the Geting school may be concentrated on academics, hoping to be able to turn over purely by academics-so-called where to climb In this case, they will not mix this kind of thing. However, this matter can never let Lianzong monopolize, and Lizong always gets people, otherwise it is to let the name of "Orthodox" be handed over to people ... "
"In other words, do you think we were used as guns?" Zhao Qingtan gave Wang Qi a glance.
"There is also a saying that the real top management feels that this time is not a good thing. It may lose its reputation and waste time, and it will not benefit." Xiao Chuhong also looked at Wang Qi when he said this.
Due to his special status, although Wang Qi was cultivated in a low profile, he was in direct contact with the Underworld. In the eyes of everyone, he is a good talker.
Wang Qi expressed helplessness: "You don't need to talk from me. Tell the truth."
"Now there is madness in Wanfamen, some people think you have any dirty behind-the-scenes deal with Gotting School or higher, and some people think you have used any means ..." There are more young mathematicians who are not convinced. "
"I'm used to it."
Everyone was talking, an old man strode with a meteor, fell from the air, and his style was extraordinary. Except for the silver hair and the thinning of the hair on the top of the head, this person is not a bit old. His face is tough, as if carved from granite, with a muscular knot, and his body is similar to some terrible beast in the north. And his powerful qi and blood also show that he himself also cultivated the body.
This is also one of the customs of the Northland. The north is still martial, everyone is practicing martial arts, and even the mathematicians from the north also like to think about math problems while going out and beating a few monsters. Even Xueguo sent a calculator to exchange experience like this: "When you hit the enemy with one punch. The inspiration in your head also seems to be punched out with one punch."
This old man is Master Van der Fan.
Wang Qi hurriedly walked over: "You talked first, I went to say hello and discussed the trip to Nanming."
Everyone saw him walking to Master Vander and whispered something with Vander. Master Vander is a half-step pastime. He deliberately blocked the news, and the people around him could not detect anything.
Master Van der nodded after listening to Wang Qi. Then the master stretched out his hand again and took a look at Wang Qi's collar. Wang Qi also presented his sleeve like a treasure. Everyone saw the action of the two, but they could not hear their communication, and they were even more puzzled.
After Wang Qi returned, Su Junyu first asked: "Just now, why did Senior Fan grab your clothes?"
The robe he is wearing is not a blue robe of the Wanfamen system, but a black robe. This robe is close to Wanfamen uniform, but it is pure black.
Wang Qi smiled: "Seniors praised my clothes and materials better-maybe he also wanted to follow me to make one."
Chen Youjia's half face squeezed half of her disgusted expression: "It's ugly and dead, okay. This is basically the style of the Wanfa Men's robe, it hasn't changed at all, you have done it so dark-you made it yourself Which tailor should I find? If it were me, I would definitely go to the tailor to refund the money. Also, do n’t insult the aesthetics of Master Fan.

"The material is good." Wang Qi raised his sleeve. "I don't believe you to touch it."
Everyone really reached out and touched it. Chen Youjia, Su Junyu, and Feng Xingchong only felt that although the material had fine latitude and longitude, but it was unexpectedly rough, there was no sense of brilliance.
Zhao Qingtan showed a trace of horror.
Xiao Chuhong was curious and wanted to touch it. At this moment, Master Fan's voice came into his ears: "Chu Hong, come here."
"I'm sorry, Master Fan called me." Xiao Chuhong blamed someone else and then walked to Fan De: "What's wrong, Master?"
"It's nothing. Let's not touch that clothes." Master Van der shook his head. "Although I know that the clothes are very stable ... but I can't help but be afraid. Give the clothes less excitement."
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