Chapter 116: Reproducing the Black Ding Fragment

Manly: "I am the envoy of the Dao Academy, my name is Si Songbai, but I don't have the blessing to be a poor relative of your Ling Mansion!" ”

"Envoy, don't be angry!" Tao Ding smiled and came out with a thin mud: "The third young master of our family is like this, he has a mouth and no heart, and his mouth is ...... He is not virtuous, but he is kind-hearted and a good person! ”

Ling Bufan scratched his head, his face full of depression: "Envoy, is there any misunderstanding here?" How could our family, Ling Luoyu, receive an invitation letter from the Lundao Academy? ”

On the Taoist Academy?!

Ling Luoyu's heart moved.

Although she is the foundation of straw bale waste, she understands what the place of the Dao Academy is.

It is comparable to the top universities such as Harvard in the United States and Cambridge in the United Kingdom.

The disciples who can enter the Lundao Academy must be a genius prodigy-level figure, and it is not a place that can be entered for two dollars.

Legend has it that the handymen who clean the latrines in this academy all have cultivation above Xuanba.

What kind of invitation did you give to such an academy?!

Ling Yunxi took the post: "Invite Ling Luoyu to participate in the entrance examination of the Lundao Academy......"

As soon as his eyes were raised, he glanced at Ling Luoyu and continued to read.

"The time is set for the seventh day of October, and there is no waiting for the deadline!"

Si Songbai squinted at Ling Luoyu coldly, not understanding why the academy would send an invitation letter to such a person.

"Before the seventh day of the tenth month, you must rush to the Lundao Academy, otherwise it will be regarded as an automatic abandonment!"

He took out an object from his baggage and handed it to Ling Bufan.

"Old man, this is the waist card of our Dao Academy!"

When he saw that object, Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank.

Fragments of the Black Ding.

The fragment is the size of a fingernail with irregular edges.

Ling Bufan was still in a daze, and he didn't dare to answer: "Envoy, this matter ...... Really not mistaken? ”

His grandson knows it in his heart.

Ling Luoyu's level, ordinary academies are all repeating grades, how can he enter the eyes of the top academies.

As soon as I said this entrance exam, it was strange.

"Old man, you can't be wrong! The invitation letter was signed by our dean personally, then again...... This is just an invitation, if you can't pass the exam, you will be eliminated and go home! ”

Si Songbai glanced at Ling Luoyu again and put down his burden.

"This is the clothes and badge of our academy, when the time comes, wear clothes and hold a waist tag to enter the Lundao Academy! Leave! ”

He looked at Ling Luoyu's anger when he saw it, and he didn't care about Ling Bufan's retention, and insisted on leaving.

Ling Luoyu wasn't interested in that Dao Academy, she was concerned about the fragments of the Black Ding.

The fragments started, and the Ding Ling invaded, silently fitting.

"Xiaoying, you tell grandpa and second uncle that I have left beforehand!"

There are fragments of the Black Ding in the Dao Academy, and she must go no matter what, but before that, she has to settle the matter of the prince first.

Jiming Mountain.

The poisonous weeds that Ling Luoyu wants to pick are poisonous plants, which grow in damp places.

She went all the way deeper, and did not stop until she reached the depths of Jiming Mountain.

The smell of rotting dead leaves wafted through the air, silent, like a dead land.

The decaying of the rotten bones is the venom she prepared by herself according to the records in the Buddha's bones, and the medicinal effect is not the same due to the different poisonous weeds in the configuration.

The fast one sees the blood and seals his throat, and the slow will die of poison after three days.

To poison the crown prince, there must be a time difference, so Ling Luoyu chose some poisonous herbs that were slowly poisonous, refined them into juice with the power of the Chaos Yuan Spirit on the spot, and carefully stored them in a small porcelain bottle.

Filled with a bottle, Ling Luoyu was satisfied with the income of the Chaos Realm, and turned to go home.

"Click......"

There was a strange sound from the depths of the woods.