"Hey, hey, when I have money, the third-order Zijin Pill, oh no, the fourth-order Dragon and Tiger Mixed Yuan Pill, I want to eat one and lose one, and I want to have two heads of the Yaori Tianfeng of the Fire Phoenix Liaoyuan series, one for riding and one for stewing and eating."

After a public class in Taimukura, Mo Huang looked at the email that was about to burst his private mailbox in the illusion space, and his heart was filled with a happy vision for the future, but when he thought that the final income would be fifty percent of the old guy in Taimukura, he suddenly felt a nausea like eating flies.

"Damn black-hearted old fellow, just such a sentence, a short and vague appraisal book will take fifty percent of the benefits of an ancient god and demon relic, do you think you are one of those top international historians who can cross the long river of history with the eyes of heaven and trace the truth of past history?"

Muttering and muttering, cursing and swearing, but when Mo Huang really went to Taimucang's residence, his face had been replaced by a grateful smile, and the face of Taimucang who ushered in him was also quite smiling.

In reality, Taimucang is dressed in a washed white Confucian robe, with high sleeves and a high crown, five locks of long beard fluttering on the chin, and his demeanor is very majestic and elegant, which is quite consistent with the professor of the middle and higher history department of the Fairy Spirit College, which ranks tenth in the school city, and the identity of a well-known historian in China.

Mo Huang came to Taimucang here to get the appraisal book, without this paper document, the so-called ancient gods and demons relics in his hand were simply worthless.

When he came to someone's door, he was naturally not good-looking, and Mo Huang was poor, so he naturally couldn't bring any good things, so he went to the suburbs to pick some fresh melons and fruits as gifts before coming.

Tai Mu Cang swept the gifts brought by the ink waste, although the melons and fruits are usual, but they are better than fresh, and they are also very clean, they look quite sweet and attractive, knowing that the ink is good, and they also know how to be a man, after receiving the gift, Tai Mu Cang's smile became more and more kind, and he was not embarrassed by the ink waste, and escaped a small book directly from the sleeve.

"Xiaomo, this is the appraisal certificate I issued, you can take it."

Mo Huang took it and looked at it, the text on it was very brief, that is, it was verified that this was the trace of the relics left by the power of an unknown god and demon in the primeval era, and below was the signature and seal of Taimu Cang.

"Unknown gods and demons? Can't really find out who it is? ”

Mo Huang couldn't help frowning, if this appraisal can clearly indicate which god and demon left traces, the value of the treasure of the gods and demons in his hand will be doubled in an instant, I don't know how much, if it can be related to Pangu Hongjun's three clear and four royals, or God Satan, these ancient powers, the value will soar to an unimaginable level in an instant, and vice versa, if it is marked as an unknown god and demon, the value of that treasure will shrink a lot in an instant.

"Xiaomo, there's no way, these days I have repeatedly searched in the database, and I haven't found the breath of gods and demons that matches your treasure, there are only three possibilities in this situation, one is the gods and demons that have fallen in the primeval years, the other is the humble gods and demons that were unknown in the primeval years, and the third situation is that the gods and demons who left the breath have been reincarnated after reincarnation, and when they come back again, the breath is very different from before, no matter which of these three situations, it will only damage the value of the treasure in your hand, That's why I'm noting that this is left by unknown gods and demons, do you understand? ”

In this regard, Tai Mu Cang is a professional, Mo Huang will not deny it lightly, so he accepted the appraisal certificate, bowed respectfully, gave a student salute, and then prepared to leave, but at this time, Tai Mu Cang called Mo Huang and asked seriously: "Xiao Mo, you have a good talent for the heart, you can endure loneliness, and you can concentrate on exploring and researching, are you interested in transferring to my academy to be my disciple?" ”

To be honest, he can become a well-known historian in China, and the benefits brought by the treasure in Mo Huang's hands are not enough to impress him, and the reason why he helps issue an appraisal is more to appreciate Mo Huang.

Someone appreciates it, it's always a pleasant thing, and Taimucang has a lot of status, if he can really become his disciple, he will naturally have a good life in the future, but because of the kindness of the old drunkard, Mo Huang can only shake his head and refuse.

Out of the door, Mo Huang couldn't help but sigh, the results of the appraisal were even worse than expected, Mo Huang was already mentally prepared for lower returns than expected, but as long as a large amount of money could be credited to make up for the increasingly empty wallet, this would be a good thing.

Back in the dormitory, Mo Huang took out the broken slate and played with it slowly, his eyes were quite confused, because he was a little reluctant to really sell it, after all, this broken slate had been with him for ten years.

Ten years ago, Mo Huang was only six years old, one day the dragon and snake landed, an earthquake came suddenly, although it was only a four-magnitude earthquake, and did not cause any casualties, but let Mo Huang often go to play all year round The remote mountain peaks collapsed a lot, Mo Huang went to play all year round when he went again, he found this slate, Mo Huang knew that it was extraordinary, so he secretly hid, and then explored hard.

In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed, ten years, as the ink famine grows older, more and more knowledge, and also knows what he has harvested, throughout the ages, any existence that can be called gods and demons is some powerful power that moves mountains and seas, and if these powers are conquests, the power of raising hands and feet is enough to spread ten miles and hundreds of miles, forming a terrifying heavenly tilt that destroys everything.

But with the power of gods and demons, it can't compete with the great power of nature, time passes, and a trace left by that year will be repaired and buried, but by chance, some objects will remain a trace of the gods and demons when they were fighting, a wisp of breath, some artistic conceptions, or other things that are more mysterious and unpredictable, this is the treasure of the gods and demons.

The treasure of the relics of gods and demons, depending on the size of the power of the gods and demons of the brand, the number of traces, respectively, have different different uses, throughout the ages, there has never been a shortage of good luck cultivators from the treasure of the gods and demons to understand the mystery of the power of the gods and demons, and then soar into the sky, soaring Huang Tengda examples, and the ink wilderness has this, is the most worthless of the treasures of the gods and demons, just leaving traces, nothing else.

Mo Huang has been exploring and researching for ten years, and in the end he only vaguely understands that the ancient gods and demons who left this trace seem to be vaguely involved with Buddhism, and through the Guò Buddhist classic heart and mudra, you can slightly pull to this trace contains a wisp of breath, but it is limited to traction, and then there is nothing you can do in the follow-up.

"Actually, I admire your research energy and spirit of exploration, because you actually did research a little bit of something useful on this piece of slag, but that's the end of it, for example, a track and field athlete ran through the mud, and one of his shoe prints was left on the mud, and time flies, and the shoe prints on the mud turned into stone slabs, and then you frantically delved into this slate shoe print, trying to restore the sports training that the athlete had received through guò shoe prints, and then get the secret of his fast running, do you think...... Is this possible? It's pretty much the same when you research what brand of running shoes that athlete is. ”

In the face of Mo Huang's first visit, Tai Mu Cang told Mo Huang so straightforwardly, and Mo Huang's behavior in the past ten years is the idiot dream of studying the shoe prints left by athletes, trying to obtain the mystery of athletes' training and the source of strength.

Needless to say, the blow brought by ten years of research to Mohuang is useless, plus the shyness in the pocket, and the embarrassment of life, Mohuang then arose the idea of selling the slate, and Taimucang also seemed to appreciate Mohuang's infatuation, and agreed to help, issue an appraisal to Mohuang and help hype, of course, this is not free.

Putting down the slate, Mo Huang began to look through the mail, and after a moment, Mo Huang was a little undecided.

There are naturally a lot of interested people who want to buy it directly, some people just want to rent it to study it, and some people don't plan to buy it or want to rent it, so they lick their faces and want to borrow it to take a look, of course, for the last kind of ink famine, they don't even bother to reply to the email, and the first two make it difficult for the ink famine to make a decision.

Is it a one-time sale for a profit, or a long-term lease of the original for a long-term profit?

After thinking about it, Mo Huang finally decided to sell it at one time, the reason is very simple, his own family has gained nothing for ten years, let alone others, if he rents out a lot, and everyone gets nothing, then Mo Huang has this useless treasure of gods and demons in his hand The true face of being exposed will be exposed, and it will be difficult to sell it at that time.

The decision was made,Ink Waste landed in the illusion space again,The official name of this illusion space is Virtual Skynet,Known as the greatest spell invention in thousands of years,Directly set off a lot of revolutionary waves,The use will naturally not be limited to the teacher's lectures,Ink Waste landed on the internal community network of the school city。

In the blink of an eye,Mo Huang landed in an antique market,The flow of people is sparse,But there are a lot of stall shelves,This is the trading platform within the school city,Countless students, teachers and even traders are here to communicate with each other。

Mo Huang spent a negligible amount of virtual Skynet credits, opened a small stall, and then threw the slate on it, and then left a message to sell it directly, if you are not sincere, do not disturb, and turned away.

Of course, the slate cannot be brought to the virtual skynet, but the illusion goods formed by the virtual skynet through guò reproduction of the slate, although it is not a real existence, but the traces on it, including the mysterious and mysterious gods and demons, are perfectly copied, and it is the most suitable to display the goods.

And there is a setting in this trading platform, that is, the higher the level of the goods on the shelves, the better the quality, there will be all kinds of special effects, and Mo Huang put the god and demon slate on it, and in an instant, a golden pillar of light rushed into the sky, and the momentum overwhelmed the surrounding thousands of commodities, attracting the attention of many people, and then the flow of people flocked to it.

Taking advantage of this period, Mo Huang wandered around the trading platform, focusing on those pills that would help his cultivation, because Mo Huang's cultivation had reached a bottleneck that was about to break through, but it was always one line behind.

Since the ancient times, the power of gods and demons has been ruling the world above the nine heavens, and has been shining glory into the infinite sea of stars, so the study of cultivation has been spread in the world, and the earth has been developed over the years, with a prosperous civilization and a developed material, and it has entered the point of cultivation for the whole people.

Refining and refining qi, refining qi and transforming gods, refining gods and returning to the void, refining the void and merging the way, these four words are the foundation of the path of cultivation, and only those who have gone through these four steps can survive the thunder tribulation and soar and become a being with the gods and demons.

The general direction is like this, but in terms of subdivision, there are many exquisitenesses, such as foundation building, qi training, gangsha, jindan, yuanying, anti-void, hedao, and soaring, and these eight realms have become the dividing lines for measuring the cultivation of a qiē cultivator.

And Mo Huang is a monk who builds the seventh layer of the foundation, and recently he has the plan to sprint to build the eighth layer of the foundation, but due to the lack of help, he can't really break through the barrier, and to get help, the pill is the first choice, but the ink is shy in his pocket, and the slightly better pill can't afford it, and the almost pill can't be used, because of this, Mo Huang has the plan to sell the god and demon slate.

No matter how good the treasure is left in the hand, if it can't play a role, it's useless, it's better to replace it with resources that can increase the strength of the more realistic, this is Mohuang's calculation, wandering for a long time, seeing countless good things, but there is no money in the pocket, everything is fake, although the god and demon slate is placed in the shelves, but Mohuang does not plan to sell it here, but let those who are interested in buying leave their intentions, and hold a small auction in a few days to maximize the benefits.

In a blink of an eye, it had taken a morning, and the time for Mo Huang was almost the same, so he went straight offline, and then went straight to the college canteen, all the students along the way saw Mo Huang, and they all shouted "Hello", even the teacher did not dare to play on Mo Huang, and they all took the initiative to nod their heads, this is the benefit of the chief disciple of the college, the glory of the first person in the college, and the strongest person who grabs benefits for the college in the qualifying competition of the city college.

Such glory, coupled with the benefits of the academy's resources being specially taken care of, placed in other academies, the position of the chief disciple has to go through crazy competition to be born, but in the primitive academy, it has become a position that you push me to make, this is not because the students of the primitive academy are excellent, but because the masters in the academy have all transferred to the school and run out, and the remaining ordinary students do not dare to take on this position at all, you must know that the power and obligation are equal, and the chief disciple of the academy enjoys such honor and treatment, if it cannot bring benefits to the academy,It's also going to be punished.,And this punishment is not given by the academy.,It's given by the school city.。

This is also the reason why Mo Huang was not happy at all when he heard the greetings of these people's senior brothers, senior brothers, and senior brothers, because he was a man who was responsible for the academy with his own sacrifice.

Entering the cafeteria, all the teachers and students of the school were already in the queue, the headmaster old drunkard sat in the first seat, and after Mo Huang came in, he ran directly to the seat below the old drunkard, under one person, above a hundred people, this is also the glory of Mo Huang, although he still can't be happy.

Yanhuang country is a state of etiquette, clothing, food, housing and transportation are exquisite, and this meal is one of the most important, the beginning of the rule that the elderly can only eat after they sit down, when the ink is sitting, the old drunkard nodded, got up and shouted:

"Cast the ding, ring the bell."

Zhong Ming Ding food, is Yan Huang since ancient times to the present day of the food etiquette, symbolizing the food and clothing, grace and luxury, and spread to modern times, and the ancient Zhong Ming Ding food ceremony has many differences, at the very least, the food will definitely not be packed with bronze Ding, because that will make the food taste lose a lot.

The old drunkard raised his hand to take a shot, and a huge giant tripod fell into the center of the canteen, although the old drunkard was nervous, but his cultivation was extremely deep, and he was rarely exposed.

Dingluo, the old drunkard waved his hand at will, and the green smoke was ignited in the ding, which was the famous smoke ignited by special incense, and the fragrance spread throughout the canteen in an instant, making people wake up and have a great appetite.

This canteen seems to be just an ordinary building, but in fact there is another mystery, the old drunkard really urged him, and countless celestial maidens in complicated clothes fell down with crystals one by one.

A fish, a meal, a soup, this is today's meal, although it seems simple, but the fragrance is far-reaching and profound, and it is tempting.

In the end, the old drunkard's sleeves flicked, and the dining hall suddenly remembered the silk and bamboo sonata, singing in a dense voice, distant and wise.

"Eat, remember, eat without sleeping."

The old drunkard said these words solemnly, and after sitting down, his eyes stared at his food, and instantly revealed a sad appearance: "I am a dignified mixed Yuan Da Luo Jin Immortal, and I am invincible in the vertical and horizontal dimension, is there only such a little tattered spiritual food to eat, it is really sad." ”

"Did the old guy have another seizure of neuroticism? Don't want to eat it? That's for me, when I'm growing my body, I urgently need to supplement my nutrition. ”

Below, Mo Huang shouted loudly, got up slightly and tried to take away the food on the old drunkard's table, the old drunkard's expression changed suddenly, and he slammed his head to the plate with an instantaneous thunderbolt, and the profound strength of the head of the school was fully revealed at this moment, only to see the old drunkard propped his hands on the table, his head swinging from side to side, drawing out the afterimage of the Dao, a terrifying chewing sound sounded, and a few seconds later, when the old drunkard raised his head, the food on the table had disappeared.

Even the fish bones were reluctant to spit out, chewing hard in his mouth, and the old drunkard said fiercely: "I don't know the taste of meat in January, you actually want to grab food in my mouth, you are killing yourself." ”

The headmaster is like this, needless to say, the people below have staged what hungry ghosts have descended, mad dogs to grab food, even though there are the rules of the saint who eats and does not sleep, but the almost crazy chewing sound still came out of the cafeteria, at this moment, the crazy appetite and murderous aura exuded in the cafeteria even made the entire forest in the primitive academy have staged a scene of birds and beasts leaving.

Cultivators need to consume a lot of physical energy to carry qi and blood and temper their will, so cultivators generally eat a lot of food, if it is ordinary food, it is not an exaggeration to eclipse a cow, of course, after eating a cow, cultivators need to squat for at least an hour to go to the toilet to expel the exaggerated amount of digestive residue.

In order to avoid the strange phenomenon of the higher the cultivation level, the more you eat, and the more time you spend squatting in the toilet, the monks prefer to eat spiritual food that has many times more energy and aura than ordinary food.

Recently, a fish, a meal, and a soup eaten by Mohuang are cooked by spiritual food, the fish is a Lingshui river fish, wandering in the spiritual water, it is naturally rich in the energy and aura of dozens of times the fish of ordinary rivers, and the rice is Luhe rice, there is no residue after eating, and the effect of moisturizing the body is extraordinary, and this soup is a mixture of rice soup and fish soup of Luhe rice, and the same effect is extraordinary.

And these spiritual food,It's the welfare of the school city to each college.,Of course,The amount will be different according to the ranking.,The top-ranked colleges,You can afford to eat spiritual food every day.,And for the lowest-ranked college like the primitive college,Once a month that's commonplace.。

Of course, the academy itself also breeds some spirit beasts and spiritual plants to supplement, but the growth cycle of spiritual food is generally longer, the cost of breeding is higher, and there are a lot of teachers and students in the school, which is a drop in the bucket, so every time you cook the spiritual food issued by the school city, the primitive academy is such a scene of hungry ghosts.