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Chapter 479 Learning Magic Treasure
Dong Xianling blinked and said, "What can you do?"

"I can……"

Yang Yifan whispered a few words into Dong Xianling's ear, Dong Xianling nodded and said, "I think this is okay."

In the afternoon, Yang Yifan concocted five more pills with Chinese characters. Because these Chinese characters are very complicated and the medicinal materials needed are particularly difficult to refine, it took a lot of spiritual energy.

After taking five pills, Yang Yifan felt dizzy, so he stopped.

He looked at the Nine Dragons Burning Beast Cauldron on the ground and thought, although the Nine Dragons Burning Beast Cauldron can be made smaller, it is not convenient to carry it, if only he could fit it in a space.

Yang Yifan thought about it, and asked if the system had such a thing.

The system said that there is such a ring in Dou Shi Continent.

There is a huge space inside the ring.It can store the water of a Yellow River, and if he is interested, he can use it.

Yang Yifan felt that this ring could just hold those things. In the future, he could decorate it well and treat it as his own private club. He and Dong Xianling could do anything in it.

Yang Yifan said that he wanted to get it, but the system told him that the ring was worn on the paw of a four-horned monster whose spiritual power was at the eighth level of condensed energy. If Yang Yifan wanted to get the ring, he had to defeat the four-horned monster.

To defeat the four-horned monster, Yang Yifan's spiritual power must at least be above the eighth level of Qi Condensation, but now he only has the spiritual power of the sixth level of Qi Condensation, and he can't reach it at all. If he goes, he will definitely die.

He thought about it and decided that it was better to forget it and wait until his strength improved before going to fight the monster.

At night, Dong Xianling said that she was almost bored to death by the ten students. They kept asking what was the use of practicing calligraphy, and they were all very impatient.

Yang Yifan told Dong Xianling that for evening class and tomorrow's class, let them move freely, and at [-]:[-] tomorrow night, just let them go to the classroom on time.

After Dong Xianling told the news to the ten students, they all happily threw the history of ancient literature to the ground.

After eight o'clock in the evening, many students sat in the classroom.

After Zheng Hai came out of the classroom of Class [-] of the English Department, he was still wondering, wondering where all the students of Dong Xianling had gone?Why is no one here.

At the beginning, he wondered whether Dong Xianling's students were studying in the dark. However, he leaned on the window and looked carefully. It was quiet inside, and there was no one there. Some books on the ground were still readable under the lights. See vaguely.

Zheng Hai was wondering, suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey! I said Dean Zheng, you are also the dean of Qingyun University, how can you look into other people's classrooms like a thief?"

Zheng Hai patted his chest, and said: "Oh, I said Dean Chen, why are you like a ghost, you don't even make a sound when you come?"

"Who said I have no voice, I called you a few times from a long distance, and you acted like a deaf person, pretending not to hear."

"Okay, let's not talk about this, hey, Dean Chen, where are all your students?"

Chen Guoliang said: "How do I know that? The ten students have always been taught by Teacher Dong. During these three days, she can teach as she wants. I have no right to interfere."

"I said that your teacher Dong is really weird. I have been practicing calligraphy all day today. I have written "Looking at the Lushan Waterfall" hundreds of times. Teacher Dong is not satisfied with one article. Tonight, Just stop coming to class, I really doubt how your ancient literature history teacher got hired, he has no level at all."

Chen Guoliang didn't know what Dong Xianling was up to, but he knew that Dong Xianling must have other tricks, but they were useless right now, and said, "I'm talking about Dean Zheng, I don't bother you to worry about this matter. If you have time Hurry up and guide your students to read more books, so that the gap may be narrowed a little during the exam. But it doesn’t matter, this does not affect the fact that we beat you.”

Zheng Hai smiled bitterly and said: "Dean Chen, I really can't understand how long it has been and you can still talk nonsense. I tell you the truth, these ten students of mine can at least score 95 or above. You Can I be a student?"

Chen Guoliang said: "Anyone will say, it depends on the final result."

"Hmph! I think you won't cry until you see the coffin, just wait and see!"

After Zheng Hai returned to his class, in order to completely burn the anger in his heart, he made the ten students stop and said: "Students, I just met a very annoying guy outside. This guy Said that his students can easily pass you. Do you think it is possible?"

Wang Zhenchang laughed and said: "Dean Zheng, I think you are lowering your status if you go to talk to them about these things. What are the ten miscellaneous troops from Xuyang Normal University? It's like ten ants. You can crush them to death with just one pinch. Let them show off their tongues now, and when the exam is over, what do you think they can be proud of?"

"That's right, look at their teacher, Dong Xianling, who is dressed so enchantingly, like a teacher? For a day, he doesn't teach anything, but just teaches those students to practice calligraphy. Do you think this calligraphy is useful after practice?"

"I have practiced my handwriting, but I can't write the answer. What use do you think it can be?"

"Yeah, I don't like Xuyang Normal University at all. They will lose this time. Dean Zheng, don't worry, we have memory spirits, and this thing is a treasure."

Zheng Hai was a little worried and said, "Which one of you has told us about our magic weapon?"

"No!" Wang Zhenchang was the first to shake his head.

"I didn't say it either."

"Who said what this is for."

"It's fine if you don't say anything, this is the magic weapon for us to defeat Xuyang Normal University."

Just as Zheng Hai finished speaking, he suddenly saw a figure outside the window.

"Who?"

Zheng Hai hurriedly opened the door and rushed out, but he saw a figure disappearing in a flash.

Zheng Hai did not catch up with that person, and since his secret was not a big secret, he returned to the classroom.

When Chen Guoliang overheard the word "memory spirit", he was very nervous and immediately called Dong Xianling.

"Hey! Teacher Dong, what's going on with you tonight? There are no students in the English classroom?"

"It's Dean Chen! My study has been arranged. Tonight and tomorrow, students are free to review, and I will go to class tomorrow night."

"No, Mr. Dong, it's only three days in total. If you don't let students study in the classroom, they will definitely not review consciously."

"I said, Dean Chen, you are worrying too much. Don't you think that the students of Qingyun University now are the same as the students of Yunlan before? They look powerful, but in fact they are useless."

(End of this chapter)