Shen Xian's heart warmed when he heard the front, and he almost went crazy when he heard the last sentence. How innocent www.biquge.info he was! He felt a great deal of hurt in his heart, and these emotions were immediately expressed in his face.

Wu Wenqi saw it, covered her mouth and smiled: "Hehe! Funny to you! Don't take it seriously, I'm leaving!"

Shen Xian watched Wu Wenqi jumping up and down happily out of the dormitory, and sighed in his heart: "Who did this girl learn from! Or is it a woman born to jump out like this? Are you kidding? Can you believe it?!"

Shen Xian cleaned up his mood and continued to sink into his cultivation.

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Groups of students outside walked towards the main hall of the Qi Refining Department, and the sage preached, and many people did not want to miss this opportunity.

There was still a long time before the class left, and the Qi Refining Hall was already sitting with more than 3,000 people. It's almost close to the total number of students in the school, and those who don't come are either people like Shen Xian who have important things to do, or they are more disgusted with Buddhism and Western teachings.

Anyway, don't think that Zhun Ti is a saint, but there are still a lot of people who don't give him face.

The opening bell rang three ways, and many students quieted down, just waiting for the Zhun Ti saint to appear. After a while, a burst of fairy music sounded, and all the students felt that there were many illusions around them, as if they had stepped into the Huatian classics and entered the Pure Land of Bliss. There is infinite light all around, strange fragrances and strange colors, and there are bursts of Sanskrit sound that I don't know where it comes from. Everyone felt as if they had encountered the happiest thing in their lives, and they had the heart to get up and dance to the Sanskrit sound, but they were afraid of desecrating this sacred moment.

But suddenly, all kinds of anomalies gradually passed away, and everyone returned to the main hall in a trance. Thinking of all the wonders just now, there was a strong sense of reluctance and greed in everyone's hearts.

When they came back to their senses, the students found that there were already three more immortals on the high platform of the main hall. One is the common Nanhua real person, but today's Nanhua real person has more changes than in the past. Dressed a little more solemnly, Qingyun, which symbolizes the Da Luo Golden Immortal, and the golden wheel that condenses countless merits are revealed. At this time, the prestige of the quasi-saint of Da Luo Jinxian appeared, and everyone knew that this was the true body of Nanhua Zhenren.

But this Nanhua real person can only be on the right of the three, and there is another true god on the left. He has an elegant face, a smile on his face, and is charming to the extreme. From his face, he couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, his hair was golden and curly, and he was only dressed in a white robe, but under the light of a golden wheel of faith, he looked extremely holy. There is no Qingyun above his head, and he can't use it in his hands. Only on the index finger of the left hand is a silver ring with a small cross on it. Everyone in the audience pondered and meditated, but they really couldn't remember which of the major sects had this immortal in mythology.

The one in the center had hair just over an inch long, but it was also curly. His face was full of beard, but he didn't look rough. Like a mortal, he looks the most simple, wearing a dark yellow robe and a pair of mango shoes on his feet. All over the body, the half of the branch in the hand is the most conspicuous. There are seven branches on this branch, and there are unknown strange flowers, which radiate this dreamy luster like crystal. Everyone doesn't need to be introduced to know that this person who is like an ordinary man is today's protagonist, the Zhun Ti Saint.

The three people on the stage looked at each other and sat down.

But after waiting for a long time, no one opened his mouth to preach, and I didn't know what kind of mystery this quasi-saint had made.

The students in the audience were puzzled, and the other two on the stage could not be puzzled.

Nanhua Zhenren was straightforward and asked directly: "I don't know why the Zhun Ti Sage hasn't given a lecture yet, but the students are a little neglectful?"

Na Zhun Ti smiled slightly and said, "There is a student here who is related to my Western Sect, and I also ask the Lord Daoist and Nanhua Zhenren to wait for a while!"

The white-robed blonde man turned out to be the legendary Jehovah, and everyone in the audience felt the urge to vomit blood. Thinking about it, no one thought that this white-robed man turned out to be a god in Western mythology, which is really physically and mentally exhausting, and the routine of this heavenly realm is really not understandable to mortals.

Jehovah bowed and said: "Yes, I would like to go with the saint of Zhunti." "The sound is full of magnetism, and it makes people listen to it, and it feels like they want to hear it.

At this moment, a person suddenly rushed out of the audience and said loudly: "Ohmygod! I'm Pete! Save me, save your child! I really can't stand this chaotic world, please take me to your heavenly kingdom! Please!mygod!" Everyone looked at each other, and it turned out that this person was the crooked nut who was admitted to the college when it first recruited students. I can't imagine that after so long, he is still alive, it's just a bug!

Jehovah smiled kindly and said, "My child, this is a wonderful world, and you should stay here!"

Somehow, Pete calmed down, bowed to the Lord, and quietly retreated to his place and sat down.

Seeing this, Nanhua Zhenren also said: "Since this is the case, then wait and see." ”

The three of them closed their eyes and recuperated, leaving only the students in the audience to speculate wildly. Which one had such an opportunity to wait for the saint himself.

It wasn't long before a fiery breath poured in from the temple door. The students looked back one after another, only to see a figure wrapped in magma with only its head coming from outside. The man was covered in clothes and could no longer be seen, as if he had been dressed in lava. The few exposed parts also have a metallic luster like brass. Only the head that leaked completely on the outside was also stained with a lot of magma the size of a finger, and the eyes were gone, and the nose was soft and sticking to the face.

When Qin Song, Wu Ming and the others saw this figure, their faces couldn't help but change greatly. It turned out that this person was none other than Xiang Xiaotao, who was abolished by Shen Xian and left the crater.

Xiang Xiaotao walked towards the vacant seat in front of him, and looked for it among the students with one eye. I searched for a long time, but I didn't find what he was looking for. When he passed by Qin Song and the others, he glared indifferently. It was only when he walked to the front of the stage that he knelt down with difficulty.

"The disciple is late, please punish a few teachers!" said Xiang Xiaotao with difficulty. The sound was inaudible, sometimes like scraping the floor with a knife, sometimes like a fragmented audio tape.

Zhun Ti glanced at Xiao Tao twice, and said, "Yes, there is great perseverance, there is great blessing, and I am related to my Western Sect!" After speaking, with a wave of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand, a fairy light fell towards Xiang Xiaotao.

That immortal light fell on Xiang Xiaotao, and he saw that all those magma were gone, and all kinds of strange injuries on his body were gone. Only the brassy luster remained, and I don't know whether it was intentional or not.

Xiang Xiaotao glanced at the Zhun Ti Sage in surprise, then lowered his head in a panic, and thanked him: "Thank you for the sage's rescue!"