Song Ci only felt his ears roaring and stared straight at the statue.
In the distant Xiliang, there is a Nine Highness, Wen Wen, who is gentle in nature and does not fight.
That was Song Ci's only good friend in Beijing, although he hadn't seen him in years.
Maybe it's the same name.
Song Ci quietly retracted his eyes, thinking that how many years ago the had soared, how could it be related to His Highness Nine?
No one noticed the short absence of Song Ci, and they all listened intently. Zhu Yishu talked about the cultivation process of the Wen Zen Xianjun in Moyao.
"I've heard of this Wenchen Xianjun." Wen Changchu quietly leaned over his head. Although he was talking to Song Ci, his eyes were still watching Zhu Yishu with vigilance.
"This thing seems to be two or three hundred years old. At that time, this mortal was soared into an immortal, and the noise was not small. The immortal world was even welcoming him to the feast.
Song Ci wondered, "Why?"
"The immortal world has been severely damaged before. The death and injury of thousands of immortal monarchs are not as prosperous as in the past. In order to revive the immortal world, the immortal kings sent people to establish the cult of immortalism in the human world, which is now Mo Yao. For so many years, That Wenchen is the first and only one to rise. "Wen Changchu said," Can it be ignored? "
"It seems that the Emperor Wenchen is quite powerful." Song Ci praised, and said that his heart was far more powerful than His Highness Nine. His Highness Nine was famous for his incompetence, and there was no shortage of people talking about waste.
"But then I heard what happened to that immortal in the realm of God, and now there is no news of him." Wen Changchu murmured again.
I can see that he was a little curious about this, but he wanted to hear that the news of Changchu could not be found in the early days, so he didn't know the follow-up.
After listening to the story about the Zen Emperor, all the people admired and expressed that they would practice as hard as the Immortal. In a high-spirited discussion, even Song Ci could not help feeling the youthful vigor. .
Then it was time for breakfast, and after the breakfast was over, the first lesson began to learn to read palms.
Song Ci has been struggling and demonizing for four years, and he has learned how to retract the machete freely, and it will not be more, but now the machete is snatched by Rong Bai, thinking about just borrowing it This opportunity to learn a little.
He sat next to Rongbai, put it in his ear, and whispered, "Uncle Rong, if I study these methods, does it mean that I accept the demon blood in my body?"
Rong Bai saw through his mind and nodded slightly.
"So does this affect me back to mortal?" Song Ci asked again.
Rong Bai smiled slightly, "Nothing."
Who knew this was heard by Wen Changchu, and he interjected coldly, "If this is heard by others, I am afraid that he will vomit blood with anger and others will not want it, but you avoid it like a snake."
"Everyone has his own will." Song said vaguely, "What matters to you, learn from you."
Wen Changchu sneered, "This low-level method is still learned, and I will be born since."
Coincidentally, Zhu Yishu heard this sentence, Wen smiled and said, "Wen Changchu, since you are already here, why not show it to everyone?"
Wen Changchu was caught off guard by a roll and was shocked. Then he smiled and said, "I'm all these sculptural tricks. If it doesn't work well, I wish Master not to punish me for copying the rules."
Zhu Yishu's voice was very soft, "OK."
There was a small stone on everyone's table, about the size of a thumb. Wen Changchu looked down at the stone, and suddenly reached for a finger, and the small rock trembled and floated until it reached Wen Changchu. At the height of his nose, he just fell down. Lazy listen to books www.lanren9.com
The teenager next to him saw that he really emptied the small stones and praised them, and even Zhu Yishu laughed, "You are very talented, so don't be playful and learn carefully."
Song Ci looked aside, and secretly heard that the man had a little brain in the beginning, and knew how to dispel Zhu Yishu's doubts.
Mindfulness is a low-level spell for entry, but if you want to learn it, it is very difficult. It is like a heavy door. Behind the door is full of gold and silver jewelry. You can get it as soon as you open the door, but the problem is how to open the door.
Throughout the day, very few people were able to move the small stones. Even Song Ci was unable to move even a little bit, which made him feel discouraged.
On the way back from class, the teenagers were still embarrassed and enthusiastic. When Wen Changchu was leaving, he was called by Zhu Yishu. He looked at Song Ci for help, and finally followed Zhu Yishu bitterly. On the way back, Song Ci was a little quiet, constantly thinking about what went wrong.
Although he knows that he is stupid, no matter what he has learned since he was a child, he has studied very hard and worked hard. When he grew up, he had a holy book next to him and was not laughed at, but now those books are useless here. If he Learning is not powerful, and it can be killed at any time.
At the same time, the mood of Song Ci has not forgotten to try again and again the rulings and minds that Zhu Yishu handed over today. His mouth has been constantly smashing thoughts, so he has a little time for dinner.
When going to sleep at night, Song Ci was still sitting on the bed, muttering to the window. Although he didn't make a sound, it seemed to disturb Rong Bai lying on the bed.
He sat up and grabbed Song Ji's wrist, startled Song Ci, and turned his head to stare at him, Rong Bai asked, "What do you always read?"
"I, I are the ones who review Yishu today's teaching ..." Song Ci secretly finished, always thinking about learning the tactics, but did not notice that he had disturbed Rong Bai, so he said, "If you want to sleep, I won't read I'm sorry. "
Several teenagers in the same bed looked here, seeming to be curious about the dispute between the two.
Rong Bai groaned for a moment, then suddenly took his wrists and stood up, "Come with me."
Song Ci was easily dragged up by him and quickly followed the bed to get dressed, and he didn't dare to ask where to go.
A young man with good things said, "The night bell is ringing. You can't go out. This is against the rules."
Rong Bai glanced at him lightly, and the teenager snorted immediately, and saw the beautiful white porcelain teenager smiling. "Come back soon, don't worry, you just go to sleep."
As soon as the words fell, the teenagers in the room suddenly felt sleepy, and no one noticed that the two went out.
The two left the door, and Rong Bai took him to a remote place, surrounded by trees, no lights and no room, only the moonlight was clear.
After Rong Bai stood still, he stretched out his right hand and saw a flash of Bai Mang. The black scimitar that Song Ci was thinking about appeared in the palm of his hand, and he passed it to Song Ci.
Song Ci Nao didn't understand what it meant, but still reached out and said, "What do you give me?"
"Aren't you trying to learn to read palms?" The hazy moonlight casts the stars and shattered rays in Rongbai's clear eyes, he said, "I teach you."
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