Completely away from the pursuit of the Winged Blood Tiger, Su Xingzhi was a little out of breath.

TOEFL, Su Xingzhi didn't meet any monks along the way, but even so, he saw a subtle thing in the monk's daily newspaper.

"Just today, some monks saw a rioting beast tide on the unopened map, and for some reason, all the demon beasts of the entire mountain gathered on that peak, hoping that the monks would be vigilant."

This is the entire content of Xiuzhen Daily, and there is a picture under this content, which is the cliff that Su Xingzhi cultivated before, but fortunately, the time of the photographer and the time when Su Xingzhi left were staggered, plus the photographer was shooting at the foot of the mountain, so it was a little blurry and did not expose him.

Otherwise, if you really want to shoot yourself in, then Su Xingzhi really can't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

"Hey, brother, I'd like to ask you something, can I tell me where there are demon beasts around here."

Just when Su Xingzhi was still rejoicing, suddenly a monk patted him on the shoulder, so frightened that the long sword in Su Xingzhi's hand almost didn't throw it out.

It was a young-looking young man with a wine gourd coiled around his waist and a patinated sword on his back, his body tattered, and the blood on his body showed that he had been fighting here for many days.

Although Su Xingzhi has also been fighting here for many days, for half a month, Su Xingzhi has a storage backpack on his body, so he can change his clothes at any time, which makes him look less down.

Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Su Xingzhi pretended to be calm and pointed behind him, and said: Just behind the mountain, there are all monsters gathered together.

The direction that Su Xingzhi pointed to was naturally the place he had just come from, and if he really wanted a place where the demon beasts gathered, it would be the only place.

Not to mention the piles there, even the beast tide is there.

Su Xingzhi also made a little bit of a mistake, anyway, when this young man reached the foot of the mountain, he could see the beast tide on the cliff, and there was no danger.

In addition, Su Xingzhi's path is not wrong, after all, the only place where you want demon beasts to gather is there.

The young man flashed his white teeth, thanked Su Xingzhi, and then ran in the direction that Su Xingzhi pointed without looking back, and his resolute attitude made Su Xingzhi feel a little guilty.

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"Well...... That's it, who let that little monk scare me, anyway, it's just a waste of some footsteps, I really can't give him some spirit stones next time to make up for his loss. ”

Thinking like this, Su Xingzhi embarked on the journey again.

Su Xingzhi walked for about thirty minutes before stopping in front of a teleportation array.

Drilling out of the teleportation array, Su Xingzhi returned to the teleportation point of Songshan Xiuzhen Academy.

Seeing Su Xingzhi coming out of it, the person in charge who was responsible for recording the entry and exit of the teleportation point was blinded.

It was he who recorded Su Xingzhi's entry into the secret realm at the beginning, and seeing that he didn't come out for half a month, he had already written a death certificate for Su Xingzhi and was ready to submit it to the principal and his family, who knew that he came out like this.

The recorder very quickly put the death certificate that had just been written into a ball, then stuffed it into his mouth, swallowed it without changing his face, and said, "Welcome Su Daoyou to return victorious, a big victory." ”

Su Xingzhi: "......"

"That...... What is the death certificate just now? ”

"Death certificate? Where is the death certificate? Where did I get my death certificate? The recorder was dumbfounded.

Su Xingzhi has no choice, who let the death now have no proof, the death certificate has been eaten by the recorder.

"You obviously ate two death certificates but only gave one money, aren't you bullying honest people?"

Recorder: "? ”

Leaving the recorder, Su Xingzhi breathed in the air polluted by car exhaust in the real world for a long time, and his heart was full of peace.

He was already accustomed to the slaughter in the secret realm, and he had just returned to reality, which made Su Xingzhi a little uncomfortable.

It was still early, and the sun on the horizon had just come out, and in the secret realm, the demon beast had wasted a lot of his time.

If it weren't for that blood tiger, Su Xingzhi wouldn't have missed the opportunity to rise this time.

Time is money, although the purple qi from the east will be significantly improved in the blessed land of the cave, but the purple qi obtained by absorbing the rising sun every day is also a lot, and the accumulation of small amounts is also said to be in the past.

Glancing at the calendar, today's time happened to be the day when the academy held a lecture once a month, and Su Xingzhi prepared the content of the lecture after sending the golden Rejuvenation Pill to Xianjun.

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As soon as he came to the office, Su Xingzhi saw that there was a sorted textbook on his desktop, and some key points were marked on it.

At a cursory glance, this textbook is full of some subtle common sense in cultivation.

Today's class was originally taught jointly by him and Tang Ruoyu to several classes of students, but coincidentally, Tang Ruoyu caught a cold the day before, so it was temporarily replaced by Song Jiangting.

Coincidentally, Song Jiangting also sent a message this morning, also with a cold.

Nan Lao arranged for Su Xingzhi to teach a few more teachers, and asked Su Xingzhi as a teaching assistant, but these teachers didn't know what was going on, and they all caught a cold.

In the end, Nan Lao had no choice but to let Su Xingzhi teach alone, he didn't want the tutors of the entire academy to be wiped out.

Although the monk's body has a strong resistance, there is still a very low probability of contracting such things as viral colds, and they are infected with severe colds, otherwise they will not be unable to attend classes.

If you only catch one or two colds, it's still easy to say, but this series of five monks caught a cold, and all of them caught a cold because they had to teach with Su Xingzhi, which would not be able to be said without a little metaphysics.

The textbook on the table was prepared by Song Jiangting for Su Xingzhi in advance, and Su Xingzhi took a look, although the things in this textbook are all the foundation of the foundation.

But for Su Xingzhi, there is no doubt that they are all books from heaven.

Those teachers are all monks who grew up in the sect, in the sect, and in the family, and they have all systematically learned this kind of thing, and Su Xingzhi's temporary cramming is useless at all.

If this is a half-baked person who comes to power at the same level, and then says something wrong, won't it be a mistake?

While thinking about it, Su Xingzhi sent a message to Nan Lao and told him about it.

Nangong Chang sat in the office and leaned on the boss's chair, looking at the message sent by Su Xingzhi and fell into deep thought, what Su Xingzhi said was also right, if he was asked to teach the basic knowledge of cultivation, it would only be a mess, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a mistake.

But if you don't teach, then you will waste this opportunity.

After hesitating for a long time, Nan Lao sent a message to Su Xingzhi: "That's it, you can see what you know, and then teach them." ”

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