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"Huh?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Old man, I don't have time to play with you, goodbye..."

Wang Yi didn't say a word, turned around and left.

He took a taxi and was back at the school gate 10 minutes later.

"You're going to school here. ”

Wang Yi was just about to enter the school gate when the familiar voice appeared again.

Your mother!

Wang Yi was really crazy and turned around suddenly.

The old man had regained his hunched appearance and stood behind him, looking at the gate of Tianyi University with his back hand.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Wang Yi roared loudly.

"Worship the old man as a teacher, the old man will teach you supreme thaumaturgy..."

The old man grinned.

"I said, not interested. My wife is the best in the world, I don't need a master..."

Wang Yi yelled again and again.

"Oh, the old man wants to see her, where is she?"

The old man obviously didn't believe his words, and said with a smile.

"They're going to keep the peace of the universe..."

Wang Yi threw down his sentence and turned around to enter the school, but as soon as he took two steps, he was enveloped by an invisible force, and it was difficult to take a step further.

He knew that the old man had done it, so he slowly turned around, gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want?"

The old man looked at him calmly, shook his withered hand, and threw an object.

Wang Yi raised his hand to take it, found that it was a roll of bamboo slips, frowned and asked, "What is this?"

The old man's eyes narrowed, and he said word by word: "Exclusive Pure Yang Jue, scroll up..."

"What's that?"

After Wang Yi heard this, he directly threw the bamboo slip on the ground.

"You..."

The old man suddenly became anxious, blew his beard and glared, "Stinky boy, do you know how many people have died for this thaumaturgy?

"I know there's an egg, if you don't let me go, I'll scream..."

Wang Yi didn't have a good airway.

"You... , rotten wood, you are really a rotten wood..."

The old man's body trembled angrily, no longer controlled the other party, and lowered himself to pick up the bamboo slip.

"Bye-bye..."

Wang Yi was freed, and he didn't stay any longer, and flashed directly into the school gate.

"Hmph, stinky boy, don't want to run out of the palm of the old man's hand. ”

The old man blew off the dust on the bamboo slips, carefully put it in his arms, looked at the back of Wang, gritted his teeth, and said.

"The junior Fengbo Pavilion has seen Uncle Nangong..."

At this moment, a deep voice appeared behind the old man.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and slowly turned around.

The old butler of the Shengde Manor, where ghosts generally appear.

"Are you...?"

Nangong frowned, and he really couldn't remember who the other party was.

"The little nephew is an outer disciple of the Oriental Master. ”

The old butler said respectfully.

"The disciple of the seventh child..."

Nangong was stunned, and then asked strangely: "You didn't cultivate in the sect, what are you doing in the mortal world?"

"The younger generation takes care of the teacher's little daughter in Matsuyama..."

"Little girl, twilight rain or twilight snow?"

"Uncle Shi, Senior Sister Duyu married Shushan Yingjie Yuluo sixteen years ago, and their daughter Dongfang Yanran is in high school..."

Fengbo Pavilion was a little speechless.

"Huh? hahaha... Look at my memory... I've even drunk their wine. Wait, why is their daughter's surname Dongfang?"

Nangong Yi asked very strangely.

"Yu Xianren loves her sister very much, so the girl follows her mother's surname, and the boy follows her father's nature. ”

Storm Pavilion explained.

"What kind of immortals? , the old man's beloved apprentice can surpass him after three years of cultivation. ”

Nangong Yi's nasal passage.

"You've taken in an apprenticeship?"

Fengbo Pavilion was suddenly shocked, he knew that this master was an idle cloud wild crane, and he had never accepted an apprentice. How...

"Of course, my beloved apprentice, Wen Taowuluo, is the first in the world..."

Nangong was complacent.

Storm Pavilion: ......

......

"Ahh Who's scolding me?"

Wang, who was hiding in the men's bathroom, muttered and cursed.

After he entered the school, he went to the health room and learned that Jiang Xueqing had been picked up by ambulance, accompanied by Yue Shilan and Shen Yuexi, and his heart relaxed.

When he walked to the corridor, he was discovered by the teacher on duty, who lied that he had diarrhea, so he couldn't squat in the toilet.

"Why can't you copy that old man's technique? Is it because he's too powerful?"

The appearance of Nangong Yi gave Wang Yi a new understanding of his strength. There are really mountains outside the mountains, and the ancients did not deceive me...

After the second class, Wang Yi returned to the class.

"Husband, you're back..."

Shan Wuling saw Wang Yi at a glance, and when he saw him walking towards him, he immediately showed a pure and sweet smile.

"How much does Jinchuang Medicine cost?"

Wang Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, sat in the front position, and asked.

"Why talk about money to save someone's life? Hee-hee..."

Shan Wuling bent his eyes and said with a smile.

"How much, I'll transfer it to you..."

Because of Jiang Xueqing's matter, Wang Yi owed her a favor, and he didn't want the money to be bad, so he took out his mobile phone and clicked on the Minsheng Bank APP as he spoke.

"Since you're so insisting... All right. We're so familiar, I'll count you cheaper, 50 million..."

Shan Wuling grinned.

Ga?

Wang Yi was messy in an instant, his hands trembled, and his phone almost fell to the ground.

50 million? Why don't you grab it?

"Seriously..."

Wang Yijun's eyebrows furrowed, he has 50 million, but he used the money to turn over, besides, a bottle of medicine is 50 million?

"It's serious!Hey, let me tell you, there are heavenly sparrow black, three yang grass, and phoenix ginseng in the gold sore medicine..."

Shan Wuling raised his jade hand and said coquettishly with his little finger like a spring onion.

"Okay, you stop..."

Wang Yi stopped her speechlessly: "I don't have so much money, so I owe you a favor." ”

"Hehe, my mother told me that I can't owe favors..."

Shan Wuling smiled slyly, like a mischievous elf.

"What do you want?"

Wang Yijun's brows furrowed even deeper, and he felt that the other party was not holding back any good things.

"Huh, if you kiss me, those few favors will be settled..."

Shan Wuling's pretty face was gently raised towards him, and her tender little face was puffed up.

"Inexplicable..."

Three black lines suddenly appeared on Wang Yi's head: "Can you be normal? I still have something to ask you." ”

"What's the matter?"

Shan Wuling suddenly became interested, and asked with some excitement.

"What is the realm division of the Ancient Martial Realm?"

Wang Yi looked left and right and asked in a low voice.

"Realm division? You don't know? Shen Bing'er didn't tell you?"

Shan Wuling was stunned, he didn't expect him to ask such a 'simple' question.

"I know what else I'm asking you for?"

Wang Yi was also speechless.

Shan Wuling looked at him deeply, and realized that the other party didn't seem to be joking, and said strangely: "It's really surprising, you don't even know this..."