After more than 300 years of accumulation, the blood pool that gathers the essence blood of the ancient dragon has been tens of meters long and wide, and the blood lotus growing in it is also innumerable.

If all of them are used for medicine, I am afraid that they can support the needs of an army.

Xun Qing only mentioned that the blood lotus can live human flesh and white bones not long ago, but Su Mufeng believes that as the so-called "human heritage", the effect of the blood lotus can never be only this.

"Medical Saint Bian Que, he should know the use of blood lotus, after he goes back, he must ask Mo Zhai where Bian Que is now."

Having made up his mind, Su Mufeng waved his hand and put the blood pool into the mustard seed bag.

The mustard seed bag held by Mo Zhai, the inscribed rune array contains the Holy Dao of the Mo family's organs, which is more like opening up an independent small world. There is no concept of time flow, so Su Mufeng is not worried that the blood pool will be abnormal due to changes in the environment.

"Well, didn't he say that this thing was given to me, then I'm welcome." Measuring the mustard seed bag in his hand, Su Mufeng completely dispelled the original idea of "borrowing it for a while and paying it back".

I have to say, just out of the new book village with a full-level artifact to crush the whole map, perfect!

After harvesting loot that was difficult to measure value, Su Mufeng was refreshed and happy for a while.

casually picked up the collar of Ye Ming, who was lying on the side. Su Mufeng dragged him like a dead dog, humming a little song and walking leisurely towards the exit of the dungeon, ready to go back to his hometown to find Han Fei to marry...... No, it's a gift of equipment.

At the same time.

Lu Guo, Qufu Academy.

In the simple and elegant school, dozens of students sat in the second place, sitting upright, listening attentively to the lectures of the people on the stage.

On the high platform, a long-haired woman in a plain robe looked indifferent, slowly telling the Confucian holy way.

If Su Mufeng was here, he would recognize that this plain-robed woman was Xun Qing.

Compared with the distraction more than three hundred years ago, Xun Qing, who has achieved the position of a semi-saint, has almost no change in her face, but her expression is even more indifferent, as if there is nothing worthy of her attention in the whole world.

And her temperament has also become born and refined, as if she is sitting on a high platform, and as if she is far away in another world.

Unlike Mo Zhai, who claims to be a mortal, Xun Qingcai is more like a real "saint".

The saint is ruthless.

Her voice was calm and gentle, and she couldn't hear any emotional ups and downs.

Suddenly, Xun Qing's lecture stopped for a moment, she frowned slightly, and glanced out the window, where it was the south.

She slowly closed the bamboo slip in her hand and said lightly, "Let's all step down." ”

All the students couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Xun Qing stop teaching abruptly, but none of them asked.

Everyone stood up respectfully, bowed, and then tidied up the bamboo slips and slowly exited the school in an orderly manner.

During the whole process, there was not a single unwanted murmur.

In this silent silence, Xun Qing closed his eyes and was silent, as if waiting for something.

Half an hour later.

A flying arrow emitting a golden light came from the south, passed through the window of the academy, and stopped in front of Xun Qing, who had closed his eyes.

Xun Qing slowly opened his eyes and measured the golden light stream.

"Three hundred years ago, the land of the town."

She used declarative sentences, calm and indifferent, without the slightest doubt as to why the distraction had returned to its original body.

It's like you're in control.

She stretched out her slender white fingers and gently touched the golden rays in front of her.

The flowing arrow dissociated in an instant, turning into pale golden points of light flying in the sky, slowly merging into Xun Qing's body.

Xun Qing closed his eyes slightly, his expression was still indifferent.

And then.

The next moment.

This indifference and calmness.

It was completely frozen on her delicate and beautiful face.

The saint's originally ruthless eyes flashed countless complex emotions in an instant.

Shock, anger, shame, coldness......

Finally, freeze on the ultimate killing intent!

"Su Mufeng-"

The saint's tone was extremely cold.

Along with Xun Qing's anger, the power of the saint to shake the heavens and the earth spread.

First, the breeze gradually rose, and in an instant, it turned into a howling wind, and the neatly arranged bookcases, ornaments, flowers and plants in the school hall were blown to pieces.

Then even the walls cracked, and the entire magnificent and wide school slowly trembled, as if it would completely collapse in the blink of an eye.

Before the school was almost collapsing, a faint sigh rang out in the room, followed by a gentle female voice.

"Senior sister, what's the troubles again?"

The source of the voice was at the main entrance of the school, and a woman in a plain robe with a proud figure smiled, like a gentle big sister.

Xun Qing glanced at the plain-robed woman and said coldly: "Meng Sheng has arrived, I don't know what to do?" ”

The woman in the plain robe is the Confucian semi-saint, Meng Ke, and Meng Ziyu.

Meng Ke didn't care about Xun Qing's cold tone, as if he was used to it, and said gently: "It's okay to come and see my junior sister." ”

Xun Qing said coldly: "Since there is nothing to do, then please go back." ”

Meng Ke showed a hint of helplessness, and changed the topic: "Senior sister was angry just now, what was it for?" Maybe Senior Sister can help you a little. ”

It's good that Meng Ke didn't mention it, but as soon as he mentioned this matter, Xun Qing's face suddenly changed, revealing a hint of shame and indignation, and said angrily: "What do you have to do with it!" ”

Meng Ke was stunned and surprised.

Xun Qing occasionally appears in this situation, but it is not a "saint's wrath" at all, it is just because there are some small problems in Xun Qing's holy path foundation, and a slight change in mood will trigger the power of heaven and earth.

Meng Ke just talked about "anger", but he was just joking.

Xun Qing's indifference is second to none among the saints of the Central Continent countries.

The last time she really got angry was nearly forty years ago, and that was because of the dispute over the Holy Path.

And now, there are no demi-saints to talk to him, and no old enemies come to seek revenge...... How could she be so angry?

Could it be that Li Si and Zhou Tianqi happened a few days ago?

Meng Ke had also heard a little about the dispute over the departure of the Jixia School Palace, but in her opinion, it was just a trivial matter between the juniors.

If there is anything worth noting, there is only the disciple of the overseas half-saint and the two holy path texts he did, "Ma Shuo" and "Shi Shuo".

But this can only be said to be interesting, Xun Qing listened to Li Si's cry that day, and just nodded indifferently, and promised to return to the Jixia School Palace next time.

While Meng Ke was thinking hard, she heard Xun Qing speak.

"Zhou Tianqi, Li Si, Beiyun Che, come with me to Jixia School Palace!"

Xun Qing's expression was cold, and he transmitted the sound from afar through the void.

Meng Ke was stunned and became more and more curious.

Is it really because of the matter of the Jixia School Palace?

After pondering for a moment, Meng Ke spoke: "Senior sister, I wonder if I can let my senior sister go with me?" ”

Xun Qing said coldly: "Meng Sheng is in charge of the academy, and there are many opportunities for the day, so it is better to stay here." ”

Prepared for Xun Qing's refusal, Meng Ke didn't care, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I wish my junior sister a smooth journey." ”

Xun Qing was slightly stunned, and seemed to be very puzzled that Meng Ke was no longer entangled.

Meng Ke smiled and turned to leave, "talking to himself" as he walked: "I have heard for a long time the inclusive academic atmosphere of the school palace, but I didn't have a chance to see it, today the weather is clear, the wind is smooth, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, for the future of the academy, let's learn from it......"

Hearing this, Xun Qing's face turned dark, staring at Meng Ke's back, and snorted coldly.

As if he hadn't heard, Meng Ke's footsteps became more and more brisk, looking very happy.

Obviously she is a gentle big sister no matter how she looks at it, but she is like a child who has stolen candy.