Chapter 50 Three in One
At this time, all 12 cultivation fields were planted with medicinal herbs. The appearance of these medicinal herbs was quite different from those Xuanyin had seen in other worlds, and their names were also very different.
Different medicines require different growing environments. In a not particularly large cultivation field, various environments can be simulated.
Rocky,
Vaporous,
The soil is loose and simulates the hillside land with leeward and sunny conditions.
We covered it with a low-temperature, low-pressure box, put some insects in it, and simulated the humid and dense forest on the plateau...
Xuanyin's horizons were broadened.
Zhou Min and the others also introduced to Xuanyin one by one what this herb was and what that herb was.
"Some herbs are incredibly strange. If you give them different environments, they'll grow differently and produce different medicinal effects. So if you want to get the medicine you need, you have to create the right growing environment for it. It's a hassle, but it's truly amazing..."
Xuanyin became distracted as she listened.
If you want to get the medicine you need, you have to create the appropriate growth environment for it...
This reminded her of her own heart. Her heart was a desolate and barren land, like a big colander. Any divine power she planted would leak away immediately.
And she hopes to plant a huge tree of divine power there, so, does she have to change the environment of her heart first?
But how can we change the environment of our heart?
She was thinking far ahead and asking some questions at the same time, which aroused the students' enthusiasm for answering their questions.
When the topic came to an end, she looked at Feng Zhenzhen and asked casually, "Are you still working part-time at the library?"
Feng Zhenzhen said, "The previous work has been completed, but the library's daily operations and maintenance still require manpower, so we all stayed, but now we are doing other work."
Xuanyin asked, "Is the book-making work on the third floor also finished?"
Feng Zhenzhen nodded. "Yes, it stopped very suddenly. The books produced didn't even fill half of the shelves on the third floor. It seems that the empire's library was invaded by someone, and then the library was closed."
"Is there such a thing? Who invaded?"
Xuanyin said in surprise, while shifting her eyes to the side. System Tuanzi was squatting beside a medicinal herb seedling, poking the leaves, smelling the scent, pretending to be very busy.
Xuanyin's eyes were dangerous.
The system couldn't be installed any further, so he could only lie on the ground. "I didn't know the Empire was so sensitive. For so long, I've been able to access the Federation network unimpeded, killing 70 people in and 70 out a day, and no one noticed me. Who would have thought that I would be discovered if I broke into an offline library?"
It rolled over in a confused manner. "It's none of my business. I can only say that the Empire is very strict about this. I guess hackers absolutely cannot survive on Imperial soil."
Xuanyin withdrew her gaze helplessly.
Feng Zhenzhen said, "I don't know, but it has nothing to do with those of us who work and study, otherwise we wouldn't be able to stay."
A student from another class who also worked at the library came over and said, "I heard there were more than one group of hackers. They probably thought the open library was connected to the Empire's network and broke in. Anyway, it seems they've found traces of more than one hacker group. And they even planted a virus in the library. Many books have been garbled. The school is pretty angry and has called the police."
The system immediately revived and jumped up: "I'll tell you what I'll tell you. It has nothing to do with me. I'm so skilled, how could I be discovered?"
Xuanyin: ...You weren't so confident just now.
She thought of the book she had read last night.
She has been reading these days. With the help of the system, she has browsed through thousands of books, but has gained little. Only one novel caught her attention.
The name of the novel is "Mysterious Visitors from Space". The era in which the story takes place is fictional. The story begins with an aristocratic fleet encountering another ghost fleet in space, which leads to a series of bizarre events.
At first she didn't take it seriously and just glanced over the brief outline written by the system.
It wasn't until last night that I read an essay in which the author mentioned the novel "Mysterious Visitor from Space" and vaguely mentioned that this novel borrowed the background of Prince Duanheng's tour, and the aristocratic fleet in the novel was based on Prince Duanheng's royal fleet.
Xuanyin suddenly realized it and quickly took out the novel again.
There is actually nothing useful in the novel, because the whole thing is the author's imagination and the plot is very mysterious. Only the ghost fleet at the beginning is interesting.
If the Noble Fleet's prototype is the Royal Fleet, then does this Ghost Fleet also have a prototype? Is there any connection between it and the death of Prince Duanheng?
Xuanyin glanced through the entire book and then took out other books by the author to read.
Seeing Xuanyin studying the text in a book like she was researching an academic paper, the system felt exhausted. "Perhaps this ghost fleet is also completely imaginary? Isn't our focus the first long-lived emperor, Xingtai Emperor? Why are you so concerned about this Crown Prince Duanheng?"
Xuanyin said, "There are many documents and books recording Emperor Xingtai, but there are very few about Crown Prince Duanheng. Sometimes, the more something is concealed, the more suspicious it seems. Moreover, we have read so many books, but the cause of Crown Prince Duanheng's death has always been a mystery. There is no record of his royal fleet, whether it was large or small, what were the routes of its patrols, and who accompanied him at the time... Even if the subsequent chaos was really too chaotic, it is unlikely that all the records were lost. Isn't it strange?"
The more Xuanyin spoke, the more it made sense to her, and the more she felt itchy.
Especially after learning that the "Ghost Fleet" also appeared in another novel by the author, and was described in more detail, she searched for it in the small library copied from the system, but found that the book was not there. She was so anxious that she couldn't sleep.
System: "Aren't you going back to school tomorrow? Let's go to the library and look for it tomorrow."
Xuanyin: "You can't invade that library now?"
System: "You are really willing to order me around."
The system tried, and then found that it didn't work: "It seems that the library is closed, and it can't be found at all."
Xuanyin asked, "Is it because the museum is closed?"
System: "Let me take a look." A moment later, the system learned something from the library's surveillance: "The library seems to have discovered that the library has been invaded."
Xuanyin: "Did you leave any traces?"
The system reached out a hand, scratched his head, and said uncertainly: "That shouldn't be the case. Let me check again?"
Xuanyin stopped him, saying, "No, if they really find any trace of you, it would be even more dangerous if you peeked in now. Let's talk about everything after I return to school tomorrow."
So, each of them and their system stayed up absent-mindedly until dawn, and Xuanyin had to pretend nothing had happened in front of He Zhiyi and Cheng Shuhui until now.
After figuring out that the closure of the library had nothing to do with the system, Xuanyin and the system felt relieved.
However, the closure of the library also meant that they could no longer find the novel that described the ghost fleet.
System: "Don't worry, maybe that novel has already been made into a paper book. You can go to the library and look for it later."
It could only be this way. Xuanyin thought about this in her heart, but her face did not show the slightest bit. She also said to Feng Zhenzhen and the others: "It's okay that this has nothing to do with you. This part-time job in the library is long-term and very stable. You must work hard."
Part-time students such as Feng Zhenzhen nodded seriously.
At this moment, the shrill bell for class rang, just like the bell for military training, particularly sharp and loud, as if urging someone to die, purely in the style of the Empire.
Xuanyin couldn't help but miss the school bell of Federal. The school bell of Federal was basically melodious music, sometimes even pop songs. It was especially fresh to change it every once in a while.
The teacher of the practical planting course also showed up. He looked very young, probably less than thirty years old, and was dressed elegantly and exquisitely, as if he was going to a dinner party. He was a curly-haired imperial man who exuded romance.
He glanced at the crowd and asked, "I heard Cheng Xuanyin is here. Who is she?"
Everyone looked at Xuanyin, and Xuanyin also raised her hand.
The curly-haired teacher nodded. "So this is our department's warrior student. When faced with the arrogance of a Spirit Master, you should fight back even more arrogantly. You did a great job. If those annoying Spirit Master students give you trouble, you can come to me for help. I support you!"
Xuanyin paused and said, "Thank you, teacher."
"Okay, let's start the class."
This class lasted for three hours. The curly-haired teacher was witty and humorous, and was good at quoting from classics. Xuanyin actually heard many classic stories of the empire in his class that were not even in the books.
She couldn't help but feel moved. Books are dead, so why not make friends with a few people from the Empire? Maybe she could find out something from them?
Even if it wasn't for this, it was necessary to build good relationships with these imperial teachers. After all, she was still eyeing the meager exchange student position.
So after class, she took the initiative to walk with Mr. Curly and asked him some questions from class. Mr. Curly patiently answered them one by one, and then said, "You have missed a lot of classes before. Go back and look over the textbook and courseware carefully. If you have any questions, you can always ask me. I have classes on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and I will be in school all day."
Xuanyin said: "I understand, thank you teacher."
As they walked, they arrived at the administrative building. The teachers' offices were mainly located here. Xuanyin was just thinking about whether to go in and see the department counselor and tell him in person that she had returned to school, when she saw Jin Keqi walking out of the building with his hands in his pockets, the hood of his clothes pulled up over his head, and a smug look on his face.
Xuanyin couldn't help but take another look at him. The last time she saw him, he looked like a drug addict and went to Wang Weihai to get drugs, but this time he just changed his face to a smiling one.
Could this be the medicine he got?
Indeed, today is the beginning of the month.
In fact, if you want to find an imperialist to make friends with, the best candidate is undoubtedly Jin Kechi.
First of all, this person seems to be impulsive and not very thoughtful, so he seems to be easy to trick. Secondly, he is a prince of the empire and must know more secrets than other people in the empire.
But it was also because he was a prince of the empire, and this identity meant that he was difficult to approach.
Xuanyin looked at his departing back and sighed in despair, but heard a soft chuckle from the nostrils of the curly-haired teacher beside her.
She looked over and saw that the curly-haired teacher was also looking at Jin Keqi's back, with a faint mocking expression on his face.
Oh, it feels like there's a story.
Teacher Curly noticed Xuanyin's gaze and immediately restrained his expression, returning to a smiling look.
Xuanyin seemed to have seen nothing and asked, "The one who just passed by, was that the prince of your empire? Isn't the teacher going to greet him?"
"Greetings?"
"Yeah, isn't it said that people in the empire must bow when they see members of the royal family?"
Teacher Curly sighed: "Xiao Cheng, do you know how many princes our empire has in this generation?"
Xuanyin: "How much?"
The curly-haired teacher held up a finger and said, "More than a hundred."
"...So many?" Is the Emperor a stud? So fertile!
"Besides, these are the living princes. There are over a hundred living princesses, and their sons and grandsons are even more. On the Imperial Capital Star, a single aircraft could kill three princes and grandsons. Wouldn't it be exhausting to perform the formalities for each one? I came to the Federation just to avoid these annoying formalities."
Xuanyin nodded to show her understanding.
"Alright, Xiao Cheng, let's go eat." Teacher Curly waved her hand and was about to go inside when a voice rang out from behind: "Jin Feiyong?"
Teacher Curly paused, and Xuanyin turned to look. Jin Keqi had returned, his hands in his pockets, staring at Teacher Curly's back. "It's you, right? It's you! Why are you here in the Federation?"
The curly-haired teacher's shoulders seemed to slump. He turned to look at Jin Keqi and bowed perfunctorily: "Hello, Your Highness."
Jin Keqi said with a malicious smile: "It's so strange to call you Your Highness. Be good and call me little uncle."
The corner of Curly-haired teacher's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly: "Little uncle."
Xuanyin raised her eyebrows and looked at this and then that.
Jin Keqi was in a good mood today. He probably found Xuanyin's expression amusing and was happy to chat a little more. "You're that guy? Nice to meet you again. Are you Jin Feiyong's student? Let me introduce you. He's my great-nephew."
Great-nephew... Xuanyin calculated in her mind, so Mr. Curly-haired is the great-grandson of the current emperor of the empire?
Huh? Is his great-grandson already this old? This emperor is really old.
No wonder he said he wanted to avoid annoying etiquette. He was so young, and he had to bow when he saw the princes and grandchildren. What's more, he had to bow to the etiquette for the younger generation, which was really annoying.
She had previously said that she wanted to hook up with a member of the imperial royal family to find out secrets, but she didn't expect that she would actually hook up with one by accident.
Although Jin Keqi was just one of over a hundred imperial princes, and might be considered "everyone" in the empire, he was the official envoy of the diplomatic mission in the Federation. He was too big a target to be targeted, and it was difficult to take action. But what this curly-haired teacher said...
Xuanyin couldn't help but get excited and couldn't wait to use her Mengpo magic clothes on this teacher.
First catch him and interrogate him, then use the magic clothes to make him forget everything. Isn't this better than just reading books by himself?
She was looking forward to it the whole time.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward, so she took the opportunity to say goodbye and leave.
While asking the system: "Has the Mengpo Divine Cloth certification been completed?"
System: "No news has come yet."
Xuanyin frowned: "Not yet?"
During this period, Pengcheng God Factory had already produced Mengpo Soup, but Xuanyin was unable to spare the time to certify it herself, so she still entrusted it to the Butterfly Team.
The team captain had already recovered and been discharged from the hospital. He was happy to continue accepting commissions from the Grandmaster and was eager to help Xuanyin.
However, Meng Po was certified twice, but both times ended in failure.
——Mengpo Soup failed to pass the test and was directly passed by the God Tower.
After the first failure, Xuanyin thought that Mengpo Soup might have been made too conservatively, so she asked the God-making Factory to change the ratio and add enough ingredients that cause amnesia.
But the second authentication still failed.
She was very puzzled and could only ask the God-making Factory to continue to modify the recipe. Now it was the third certification, and the news had not been passed back yet.
When I returned to the dormitory, Feng Zhenzhen and Zhou Min should have gone to eat. Only Ye Peipei was in the dormitory, but she was lying on the bed with a helmet on, and it seemed that she had entered a dream world.
Xuanyin stepped into the bedroom, and seeing this situation, she tiptoed out again in order not to disturb her.
Sitting on the sofa, he thought for a while, took out the buckle of the low-grade water element divine robe, and attached it to the god.
Because the divine clothing made very little noise when possessed by a spirit, the thin light blue divine power could not be seen by the naked eye when it descended, so even if she was possessed by a spirit in the dormitory, it would not attract other people's attention.
As the possession progressed, her fingers began to stick together and then turned into webbed hands with a pearly sheen, and the same changes occurred in her toes.
This divine clothing is called Pearl Fish, which is the name of a beautiful sea fish. This divine clothing has no attack power, it only allows the person who is possessed by the god to swim in the water and blow bubbles.
Xuanyin raised her head, pursed her lips slightly, and spit out a string of pearl-like bubbles. The bubbles floated up slowly and soon dissipated one by one.
Xuanyin began to circulate her divine power.
At the same time, the mind is immersed in the sea of heart.
When I opened my eyes, it was still a blue chaos, and divine power like small bubbles floated into the sea of my heart.
Xuanyin caught these small bubbles. Each of them contained a very weak trace of divine power, but just like the characteristics of the bubbles themselves, if they were not stored, they would soon dissipate.
This sea of heart really can't hold any divine power!
Xuanyin recalled the scene when she first entered the sea of heart.
She was completely unprepared at that time, but she remembered that her heart was not what it is now. At that time, she held the Monkey King's golden cudgel and hit people one by one. Although the people had no specific appearance, they would appear one after another and be hit by her.
That was what she wanted to do most in her heart.
The Shenta also said that the heart sea can reflect her truest emotions and thoughts.
"In other words, my mind can actually change according to my thoughts and ideas."
Xuanyin pondered, her mind moved little by little, and a strong desire was released from her heart. Then, the color under her feet gradually changed, and turned into black soil bit by bit.
If pharmacology students were here, they would find that this land looks very similar to a cultivation field.
As Xuanyin's body outside was circulating with divine power, bubbles of divine power floated in, and she then injected these bubbles of divine power into the land.
Thinking in my heart: sowing, growth, fruition, harvest...
She injected divine power into the land. This time, it did not dissipate, but accumulated and grew stronger in the soil.
Not long after, a tender green seedling emerged from the soil and grew little by little.
One bud, two buds, it grows, stretches, and then grows into a small tree. A blue bubble of divine power gradually condenses on the branches of the small tree, and this bubble of divine power will not dissipate easily.
This is the divine power she has accumulated in the space of her heart.
Xuanyin was delighted, and her mind relaxed. The whole tree collapsed, and the soil under her feet quickly disappeared. Everything returned to chaos.
Xuanyin popped out from the sea of heart, suddenly opened her eyes, and leaned back as if exhausted.
I feel even more tired than the goddess Shiji who is possessed by the god.
She took a sip of water and thought about what she had just done in her mind.
"My guess is right. My heart sea can become whatever I want it to be. As long as I imagine my heart sea as a cultivation field and use the divine power as the medicine to plant in the field, I can use the absorbed divine power to cultivate solid divine power fruits.
"And the premise of all this is that I have to keep my mind and heart stable. Otherwise, if I relax my mind, it will completely collapse, and everything will go back to square one."
So, how many of the masters in the past failed because of the "data line", how many suffered from the problem of "leakage", and how many had found all the problems and comprehended the method of storing divine power, but had to give up because they could not keep their hearts stable?
There are barriers and difficulties everywhere.
Xuanyin was very interested: "This is the practice of the mind, very interesting."
Coincidentally, the practice of mental strength is essentially also a practice of mind and consciousness, so this is her strong point.
My stomach growled in protest and the feeling of hunger came over me strongly. It was obvious that this spiritual practice consumed a lot of physical energy.
She took out the things in her backpack one by one. These were snacks made for her by Ms. He Zhiyi herself, full of love.
She put the snacks in order, took out a box of love lunch, heated it up, and took it back to the living room to eat.
Just after taking two bites, there was movement in the bedroom. Ye Peipei came out with the helmet still on his head. He scratched his hair irritably: "It smells so good, Xuanyin, let's eat."
"Um, pineapple shrimp fried rice, would you like some?"
Ye Peipei lay on the sofa, looked at the ceiling and sighed: "I have no appetite."
"What's wrong?"
"My partner took on a very important commission, but he's already failed three times. Three times! It's so frustrating! Will the client think we're useless?"
Xuanyin paused her chopsticks. Well, it was obvious that Mengpo's certification had failed again.
She picked up a fresh shrimp and chewed it slowly. So, what was wrong with the Mengpo soup?
System: "Why don't you go ask the Divine Tower directly?"
"I don't think it will tell me, there must be something I'm overlooking."
System: "Does the recipe for Meng Po Soup ever appear in myths and legends?"
Xuanyin frowned: "What kind of recipe can Mengpo soup have? It's just something from a legend..."
Xuanyin slowly stopped chewing and her expression became very strange.
Damn, it seems like there really is a recipe for Mengpo soup.
System: "What's the recipe? Does it require any rare herbs?"
Xuanyin had a deflated expression on her face: "It's not unusual to have medicinal herbs, but it might be considered crazy."
"Huh?" How crazy could medicinal herbs be? It didn't believe it.
Not long after, the system said: Okay, it’s really crazy.
…
At this time, Cheng Shuhui and the people from Pengcheng God Factory were holding a video conference, and everyone's expression was very solemn.
In front of them were the recipes and processing procedures for the three Mengpo Soups. They had reviewed them several times to make sure there were no problems.
The Mengpo soup they made does have practical effects. If it were taken out to other people, the most popular drugs and memory-disrupting medicines on the market would be outshined.
If we had not reported it to the relevant departments in advance, if someone reported it, the entire factory would have to be closed for inspection and everyone from top to bottom would have to go in for questioning.
But even such contraband cannot be recognized by the Divine Tower.
This was the second divine clothing produced by Pengcheng God Factory after the reorganization, following Hua Tuo's divine clothing, and it had suffered such a Waterloo. Everyone was under great pressure, fearing that they would disappoint Jin Ge Bao Ju.
"The client hasn't replied yet?"
On the other end of the video, Director Peng asked with a haggard look on his face.
Cheng Shu glanced back at the dialog box. "Not yet. We must come up with a new plan. The client entrusted this to us because they trust us. If we fail to deliver a satisfactory answer, she will have no reason to wait for us. She will inevitably look for another god-making factory."
The faces of the people in the God-Making Factory became even more serious. They all understood this principle, but they really didn't know which direction to change.
"In addition to the certification team hired by the client, we also hired a spirit-possessed master to conduct certification at the Divine Tower, but they also failed. The problem still lies with the Mengpo soup. I think we should completely overturn the previous plan. After all, the previous plan was aimed at humans, but the main function of the divine robe is to target nightmare beasts."
A god maker suddenly suggested.
Everyone thought it made sense.
But the problem is, no one has ever studied how to make the Nightmare Beast lose its memory.
While they were discussing, Cheng Shuhui's computer suddenly rang. Everyone was perked up and looked at Cheng Shuhui expectantly and nervously. Cheng Shuhui also looked at the computer first.
"The boss replied!"
"What did she say?"
Cheng Shuhui's expression turned strange: "She gave us a medicine and asked us to try it."
Everyone was overjoyed: "Master is still willing to give us a chance!"
"What is a medicinal lead? What ingredients are needed?"
"Are there detailed production steps? That's fine too, we can consider it based on the ingredients."
Everyone chatted at once, then noticed that Cheng Shuhui hadn't said a word, and his expression was getting weirder and weirder. They couldn't help but feel uneasy: "Is this medicine guide difficult to make?"
"Do you need some rare and precious medicinal herbs? No matter how difficult it is, we will do it."
"Mr. Cheng, please speak."
Cheng Shuhui came back to his senses and murmured, "The medicine recipe has been forwarded to Director Peng. You can check his laptop."
So, the people on the other end of the video all came over to look at Director Peng’s laptop, and were stunned.
Someone recited it in a daze: "Meng Po soup is made with eight tears: one drop of fresh tears, two cents of old tears, three parts of bitter tears, four cups of regretful tears, five inches of lovesick tears, six cups of sick tears, and seven feet of parting tears [note]... Ah, ah, ah... What is this? What is all this?"
He was in a trance, everyone was in a trance.
Aren't they talking about making medicine? How does it have anything to do with tears?
It’s okay to ask for tears, although it sounds ridiculous, but it’s not particularly difficult to collect them according to the literal meaning, but what the hell is this unit of measurement?
Two cents of old tears? What unit is a cent? Three cents of bitter tears? How much is three cents? Four cups of regretful tears? What size cup is that? Five inches of longing tears, seven feet of separation tears, can tears be measured in units of length? And what container is used for six cups of sick tears?
My head is so heavy! I have a huge headache right now!
"Wait! This recipe is incomplete!" Suddenly someone spotted the key point. "Eight tears as the guide, should that mean there are eight kinds of tears? But there are only seven. What's the eighth?"
…
Xuanyin held up her face and said speechlessly, "The eighth tear is Meng Po's sad tears. To put it another way, it's my sad tears as I'm about to disguise myself as Meng Po. But I'm not sad, and I can't cry."
It’s so annoying, really annoying.
The system gloated and offered advice: "Think of some sad memories, and then try to squeeze out a few tears. There's no set number of sad tears, so one or two should be enough, right?"
Xuanyin tried hard to recall her past life, but even under such deliberate circumstances, she really couldn't recall it.
She sighed and decided to give up for the time being. She continued making the Monkey King model and sent it back to Cheng Shuhui after it was perfected.
Meng Po will be slowly produced, so let’s deal with the Monkey King first.
After finishing this, Xuanyin prepared to go to the library to find a book.
"Hmm? Host, someone contacted you and wants Hua Tuo's authorization."
Xuanyin was stunned: "Who?"
"Do you still remember the spirit master from the Equality Association who was authorized by He Xiangu?"
Of course, remember that the Equality Association is an association dedicated to resolving conflicts between psychics and ordinary people, and believes that psychics and ordinary people are equal to each other.
During this Dang You incident, this association spoke out for her and ordinary people, and Xuanyin had a good impression of it.
"I remember that the spirit master was a veteran of the Equality Association. He also said that after obtaining He Xiangu's authorization, he would use it to treat ordinary people's illnesses free of charge?"
"Yes, this person did not break her promise. Most of the He Xiangu elixir she had was indeed used to save the lives of ordinary people with terminal illnesses. A small portion was sold at a high price, but the money earned was also used to treat ordinary people and fund the association."
Xuanyin nodded: "That's good."
"Yes, this time this person saw that Hua Tuo's magic robe is also a healing magic robe, so he wanted to learn more about it. If possible, he hopes to obtain authorization."
Xuanyin shook her head. "Hua Tuo alone is useless. He needs to be used in conjunction with Dian Mu... Oh, is the lightning device ready?"
System: "It's done, but the God Factory saw that Mengpo Soup failed three times in a row, so they're worried that the lightning striker might have the same problem. They're still checking it repeatedly."
Xuanyin thought for a moment and said, "Don't check it anymore. Let's have the Chaoxia team get the lightning device and then certify the Dianmu."
So, the anxious Chaoxia team received a new commission to certify the Divine Clothes Dianmu.
The core members of the team all breathed a sigh of relief. It was really great that the grandmaster was willing to give them a chance.
However, after reading the introduction of this Dian Mu, it seems that this is a rather dangerous divine garment, and...
"The note says that this divine garment may be higher than the top grade, but it's not certain whether it can reach the super grade. This..."
Everyone looked at the captain. If there was another super-item, the captain would probably fall down again.
The tall and mighty captain also looked a little weak, recalling the horror he felt when the White Snake's super power came over him... His knees went weak, and if it happened again, he would probably have to kneel down.
But how can a man say no!
Anyway, there are still two elixirs left from the last time the Grandmaster sponsored me, so let’s give it a try!
In the afternoon, Xuanyin searched the library but couldn't find the novel she wanted. Although she was disappointed, it was also expected.
However, she did not leave immediately. Instead, she read the book for more than an hour before leaving.
When we were leaving the library, a group of people just came in and we bumped into each other.
Xuanyin didn't pay attention at first, but the voice of the person opposite suddenly disappeared completely, as if someone was suddenly strangled.
She then looked up and saw, wow, looking at the school uniform, this was someone from the psychic master department.
The expressions they gave me were extremely complicated, hostile, scrutinizing, and displeased...
Xuanyin withdrew her gaze and wanted to scan the code to leave through another channel.
As they passed each other, a man on the other side suddenly lowered his voice and said maliciously: "Ordinary people should have ordinary consciousness. Trash should just lie on the ground and become mud under other people's feet."
Xuanyin paused and looked up at the other person.
The other person relied on his height to look down at her with malice, his eyes flashing with disgust, but with a smile on his face, although the smile looked vicious no matter how you looked at it.
Xuanyin looked at the camera in the hall and realized that it was trying to encourage her to take action.
A spirit-possessed master cannot attack ordinary people, but if an ordinary person attacks first and the spirit-possessed master has no choice but to fight back, there is a lot of room for excuses.
Xuanyin looked at him and asked sincerely, "Are you calling me trash?"
The other party said in an exaggerated and annoying tone: "Ah, you heard it."
Xuanyin asked again: "Are you a registered and formal spirit-possessing master?"
The other person smiled even more: "Yeah, are you scared now?"
Xuanyin scratched her face innocently, then rummaged through her bag: "Ah, I finally found it."
What she took out was a bright red certificate with eye-catching gold-plated letters printed on it: Attached Spiritual Master Certificate.
She looked at him with a smile: "Me too."
Then she turned on her computer, found the gentle association instructor, and called him. Under the shocked gaze of the boy opposite, her expression changed drastically, and she cried, "Teacher Xu T, are two-star spirit-attaching masters really garbage? I was scolded. The other party said I was dirt under his feet. I have no confidence. I feel so sad... The person who scolded me was also a registered spirit-attaching master. He seemed so impressive. What? In this case, the association will send someone to educate the other party, right? Okay, come here quickly, I'm really hurt."
Then, facing the stunned expression of the other party, Xuanyin hung up the phone and smiled brightly: "Sorry, it seems that you are going to be lectured by the association's instructor."
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