Chapter 150: Turning Point, from Elite Flow to Explosive Soldier Flow

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It was Chanson who spoke, and standing in front of him was a young man covered by a black cloak. Under the wide cloak, it was only faintly visible that the man was on the thin side. As for the rest, Chanson had no idea at all, and the cloak even seemed to separate two worlds.

Qian Sen couldn't even feel the strength of the sect leader. But with that hand's ability to carry immortal buildings from the void, he couldn't raise any resistance to it.

Even if the sect leader is not a god, he is also a strong man.

The man in the black cloak didn't look at Chanson, but looked elsewhere.

said indifferently, "You don't care about this matter, every time you attack Qingchuan Academy in the future, you must ask me for instructions first." ”

The voice of the man in the cloak is relatively cold, so that the upright person can hear it, he may be able to hear the high level, let the evil person hear it, he may be able to hear the threat, and let the treacherous person listen to it, he may be able to feel that all his plots are seen through by the other party.

However, Qian Sen could only hear that the sect leader was indifferent to this matter.

After thinking about it for a while, Qian Sen felt that it was better to figure out this matter, so he raised his head slightly and asked, "But Sect Master, didn't you say that you would do your best to attack Qingchuan Academy?"

The man in black stretched out his right hand again and looked at it. It seems to be very boring.

"You don't care about this, when Qingchuan Academy is cornered, Meng Bai's mad dog bites people, and it hurts very much. β€œ

Qian Sen still didn't understand, as far as Meng Bai, who hadn't reached the hundred pulse stage, what could he do if he was forced to a dead end?

So he wanted to continue to defend himself, and said, "But ......"

Before Qian Sen's words were finished, the man in black seemed to be unable to endure this kind of conversation anymore, and said impatiently, "You just need to abide by it, other things are not for you to consider!"

Qian Sen was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was still kneeling on the ground. In fact, I am not qualified to speak at all. Chanson had to bow his head more humbly and say no more.

The man in black nodded in satisfaction and walked away.

When the man was gone, Chanson finally couldn't help but complain, "What is the matter......!"

Speaking of this, Qian Sen suddenly had a feeling of sharpness on his back. He hurriedly covered his mouth, his eyes scanning back and forth.

If he really said something that he shouldn't say and was heard by others, even if the sect leader didn't let him look good, those fanatical sect members wouldn't give him good fruit to eat. Even the group of teenagers he personally cultivated, the elite of the Jishi Holy Sect, would treat him as a heretic.

Thinking of the teenagers who had been brainwashed by the Holy Sect before they were deeply involved in the world, his head began to hurt again.

How should I explain it to them, I have already turned Qingchuan Academy into a turtle in an urn. But he actually evacuated because he got an order.

This kind of feeling, not to mention those young and vigorous teenagers, even he, an "old man", is also aggrieved.

But what can the sect leader do if he says so?

He couldn't understand what kind of attitude the sect leader had towards Qingchuan Academy. He wanted to suppress Qingchuan Academy desperately, but he gave up an opportunity to destroy Qingchuan Academy in one fell swoop.

A few insect chirps brought him out of his thoughts, and he gradually felt uncomfortable in his knees. I remembered that I hadn't stood up until so long after the sect leader left.

Alas, I didn't expect to be involved in such a thing at this age. But Chanson understands that even if he is given another chance to choose, he will still choose his current life.

I hope that in the future, I will encounter fewer such grievances.

Thinking of this, Chanson stood up, patted the dust on his pants, and walked away.

It's just that after he left, a black figure appeared where he knelt. He looked at the kneeling mark with contempt and chuckled. Eventually, the laughter grew louder and louder, until a flock of birds was startled.

This mocking and wicked smile came from under the black cloak......

When Meng Bai and the others said that the threat had been lifted, almost no one believed it.

Until a long time passed, the people of the Holy Sect still did not attack. Meng Bai's words were a little more credible.

However, as to what Meng Bai did in the cave, the students had different opinions.

The open-minded students expressed their opinions as if they were joking. Most of them are mystic, for example, Meng Bai was actually making a sacrifice, and in the end, the cursed Jishi Holy Sect no longer had the energy to continue fighting with Qingchuan Academy.

Or Meng Bai was actually a hidden big person, who sent a secret word in the cave, and finally the Jishi Holy Sect was forced to evacuate.

...... For such thinking, Meng Bai was a little embarrassed.

But this crisis still gave him too much inspiration.

The number of people in Qingchuan College is not enough, and it can even be said that it is very small. If this happens, there will be no reinforcements and supplies.

Meng Bai had already thought about it, and when he hunted the Miaoyin Heavenly Bird this time, he would expand the enrollment when he returned, even if he used the most disdainful means, he couldn't put his disciples in danger.

Even if you take 10,000 steps back, as one of the many traversers, it would be a shame to be wiped out.

Just as he was thinking like this, the pigeon kept flying dexterously in the air, and the last graceful glide landed in front of Meng Bai.

Meng Bai picked up the letter tied to the pigeon's leg and read it.

――

President Meng Qi,

are all rough people, so I won't talk to you about those Wen Zou Zou. It's too late for you to do it. The mission to hunt the Wonder Bird has already been done by someone else. I'll just say that the Boiling Blood Pool is such a good thing, how can no one rob it from you?

So you can come back now, of course, if you want to hunt some other beasts to make up for this loss, you can also help me fight a few beasts, and recently our restaurant is going to develop new dishes. This business is getting worse and worse.

――

When Meng Bai read this, he had no words, but he hardly had to think about it. I have already guessed who this person who wrote the letter is.

Lao Zhu, who opened an inn at the foot of the mountain, was an intelligence merchant who almost only made intelligence transactions with Qingchuan Academy.

But what do you mean by "all rough people?"

Meng Bai thought to himself, you are a rough person, I still understand a little. But now who doesn't know the reputation of my first genius in the Qi country?

Meng Bai smashed his mouth a few times, and felt a little regretful, he didn't expect that this task was really snatched away by others.

I had no choice but to put down the letter and say to everyone, "This is the end of this mission." β€œ

Meng Bai's tone slightly revealed some helplessness.

"Finally, hurry up, let's pack up our things and leave!" Hearing the news, Zhou Yu didn't care what the reason was, so he couldn't wait to pack up his things and leave.

It seems that such a hellish difficulty task is really irresistible to the pressure caused by Zhou Yu, a rookie-level character.

However, Ling Hu Siyu frowned and asked, "Why?"

The gold ingots immediately echoed, "That's it, that is, this time we have a lot of expenses for the pill alone, and if we leave now, we will definitely lose our lives!"

......

This was followed by a variety of opinions, with the members of the student council advocating a return to school to ensure that injured students could receive better treatment.

And the Demon Hunter said that since they had arrived here, they could not return empty-handed.

After another pointless discussion, Meng Bai finally explained to them that this task had been completed by others. Even if they hunted the Myokin Celestial Bird, they would not get any reward.

This group of people slowly walked towards the way home.

When he saw the incomparably beautiful Old Dog Peak, Meng Bai finally had an unprecedented relaxation. The boundless green trees, the idle white clouds in the blue sky, and the curling smoke rising from the old bamboo restaurant at the foot of the mountain, everything is extremely quiet.

In the next few days, Qingchuan College was another holiday. Meng Bai knew that for the elites, letting them do something on their own was often much more expensive than the academy participating.

Although the usual courses are not too many, even basic courses such as elixir identification, weapon use and maintenance have been in a state of self-study.

Fortunately, there are many more books in this area than there are talents in this area. Otherwise, Qingchuan College may really have unsustainable troubles.

However, students who are idle are often looking for ways to cultivate. Or try new ways to find new insights.

Of course, everything is indispensable to have a glass of wine, talk about life, talk about ideals, and so on.

And in the early morning of this day, almost all the high-level officials of Qingchuan Academy were rushing towards the peak of Laogou Peak.

Although their faces were not too anxious, why should they go to the top of the old dog?

There were only a few thatched huts of the headmaster, and an ancient clock. Fortunately, there are very few students who usually go to Laogou Peak, and now there is no one else, so no one has noticed this unusual thing.

And Meng Bai also got up early, standing on the top of the peak and waiting, when he realized that the time was almost there. Slowly walked to the bell tower and woke up the dawn of Liulong County.

Everything seems to be happening in nature, and the distant and tranquil sound of the bell seems to cleanse the soul.

A child asked his mother in confusion, "Mother, why is this bell so good?"

Some of the blessed women turned around and wiped the sweat from their heads. Although she got up early to chop wood and cook as usual, she was not as irritable as she used to be.

I even seriously think of how hard my husband works outside every day. It's a family, and you shouldn't quarrel over these little things.

It's all because of this bell, she smiled and said, "The child is from Qingchuan Academy because the bell belongs to Qingchuan Academy, and the people of Qingchuan Academy have made a group of good people who are good at fighting violence and peace." ”

When the child heard this, he smiled very cutely, nodded and said, "Mother, I will also go to Qingchuan College in the future." ”

PS: Thank you for your understanding for so long, if there are no accidents in the future, I will probably update as normal. (To be continued.) )