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Chapter 520: The fellow sees the fellow, and the cowhide comes to a basket

"Good brother!"

"Righteousness!"

The Holy Ancestor patted Yang Feng on the shoulder, and Yang Feng also grabbed the back of his hand tightly, and a love that only belonged to men flowed between the hearts of the two.

Then, the Holy Ancestor took out a pack of cigarettes very enthusiastically and handed it over, "Brother, do you smoke?"

"What? Smoking? Returning China? Aren't you a ghost? Where did you get the cigarette?"

Staring at the two dazzling Chinese characters on the pack of cigarettes, Yang Feng couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

The evil demon smiled, and the Holy Ancestor raised his hand and lit one, pouting noncommittally: "It's nothing, it's just an illusion." Brother, you must know that all human perceptions of the world are signals from nerves to the brain. So basically what we consciously think of as something it is, it's what it is. I turn it into smoke, and it's smoke, and if I turn it into a chicken leg, it's a chicken leg, as long as you believe it. How about one?"

"No, I don't smoke!"

Waving his hand slightly, Yang Feng smiled.

The Holy Ancestor glanced at him evilly, and couldn't help but pout, "Young man, you haven't entered the workplace." When you enter the society, you won't leave the cigarette and alcohol, hahaha...... By the way, brother, which school did you graduate from?"

"Hey, Tsinghua is just that, it's not enough to worry about!"

Belch!

Yang Feng waved his hand proudly, and after hearing this, the Holy Ancestor's face suddenly twitched, and he stared at him coldly: "Aren't you a three-book, why are you Qinghua?" Young man, be honest." Now that we've all reached the other world, why do you care so much about your academic qualifications? What are you bragging about? What about Tsinghua University, and what about the three books? Aren't they all the same here, cut, vanity!"

Not......

His face tightened, and Yang Feng glared at his arrogant face fiercely, secretly hating in his heart.

Yaya, you know Lao Tzu's three books, and you still ask such a sensitive question, do you despise me?

"By the way, big brother, where did you graduate?"

Immediately afterwards, Yang Feng asked rhetorically.

Waving his hand noncommittally, the Holy Ancestor held a cigarette in his mouth and said with a wandering face: "Eh, rotten school, don't mention it, Harvard!"

"Harvard?"

The corners of his mouth trembled, and Yang Feng said in disbelief: "Are you from Harvard?"

"What, not like that?"

Shaking his head with a smile, the Holy Ancestor sighed helplessly: "I said a long time ago, that Harvard can't do it." In fact, Cambridge, Oxford, and the Swiss Royal Academy all sent me admission notices, and the Queen of England wrote a letter to invite me to Cambridge. It is said that as soon as you arrive in the UK, you will be given a green card and a house. Isn't this a naked talent bribe, I am so patriotic, how can I easily change my nationality?"

So I was furious and went to Harvard, but the Harvard principal was very happy, and the whole school welcomed me into the school. As a result, when I went there, I found that the quality of his teaching was not good, and a group of professors did not know much about me, and I often gave them lectures, and they humbly asked for advice. Am I here to go to school, or am I here to teach? Damn, I'm losing. So in the end, before returning to China, no matter how much the principal retained, I sternly refused, they really can't do it, alas!"

Wow, big brother, your cowhide is about to blow into the sky.

You came through Guo Degang, tell me cross talk here.

His face couldn't help twitching fiercely, Yang Feng looked at him with a smile, raised his eyebrows and said, "Big brother, you are from Harvard, so come and listen to two paragraphs of English?"

"Uh...... Whatisyourname？”

"Get out!"

Glaring at him fiercely, Yang Feng's face suddenly sank: "Harvard's top student, show me kindergarten-level English, you at least show a first-grade?"

"Isn't this the first grade, when I was in school, I learned this in the first grade!"

Rolling his eyes, the Holy Ancestor immediately waved his hand impatiently and said, "Okay, okay, what are we doing here? Is it interesting to dig each other up? Whether it is Harvard or Tsinghua, aren't they all full-level mages here? and you don't need to go out to find a job, is your academic qualification so important? It's boring!"

Who's boring?

Didn't you take the lead in digging for academic qualifications at the beginning?

Pouting angrily, Yang Feng didn't look at him.

The two fellows bragged about the contradictions.

At the same time, in a pitch-black secret room thousands of meters deep under the Imperial Palace of Shangjing, the Ghost King walked in, raised his hand and took out a thumb-sized branch from his sleeve, which was already charred black. It's just that the branches are still trembling slightly, as if they are alive.

"Finally, it's time for resurrection, my Black Soul Tree, wake up immediately! Ouyang Feiying burned you to pieces with a fire back then, but fortunately left a breath of life. Now, the old man will resurrect you and dominate the world with the old man. ”

As he spoke, the ghost king gently put the dead branch on the ground, and then took out the green jade staff, but as soon as he held it in his hand, a strong suction force suddenly emitted, absorbing the life energy of the ghost king.

Haha, do you think you're that monster, I can't mess with him, I can't mess with you?

His brows couldn't stop shaking, and the ghost king felt the strange movement of the green jade staff in his hand, and his face suddenly sank, his eyes condensed, and a ball of flame burst out from his hand, covering the whole body of the green jade staff in an instant.

Yes!

Ground-level flames, he actually carried ground-level flames.

It's hot, it's hot, stop it!

The green jade staff struggled and stopped, stopping its suction.

The ghost king smiled coldly, and immediately put away the holy fire, and said proudly: "Green jade staff, don't play tricks on the old man, otherwise you will be burned." Be obedient and give me the black soul tree that resurrects the old man!"

Touch!

As he spoke, the ghost king had already stuck a green jade staff on the ground.

The pitch-black dead branches, feeling the thick breath of life on the green jade staff, suddenly wrapped around it like an old tree rejuvenating, and then like a snake, it meandered up, and soon wrapped the green jade staff into it, and began to absorb the energy on the green jade staff.

Looking at all this, the ghost king couldn't help but laugh excitedly: "Excellent, my black soul tree, come back to life quickly, the old man needs you! And this time you have the ground-level wood strength bonus of the green jade staff, even if that Ouyang Flying Eagle is resurrected and comes with the holy fire, it won't be able to help you, hahaha!"

"Yes!"

Suddenly, at this moment, an evil laugh rang out.

I don't know when, an illusory black shadow suddenly appeared behind the ghost king, and he said in a thin voice: "This black soul tree is indeed stronger than a hundred years ago with the help of the green jade staff. But don't forget, the holy flame that Ouyang Feiying burned this black soul tree at the beginning was just a handful of holy flame clones. If the Holy Fire Sect's original flame is born, your little black tree may not be able to withstand it, Jie Ji!"

"Is that you?"

With a twitch of his brows, the Ghost King's face quickly became solemn, and he seemed to be quite jealous......