You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

On Saturday, I decided to go to the Cultivation Academy and directly participate in the construction of the prison circle.

But he did not act rashly, but made some preliminary preparations.

With his current status - the apostle of Fengmen, who had fought in groups at the gate of Tianjia - rashly going to the Cultivation Academy, not only will he not be able to gain the trust of the righteous way, but he may also fall into disputes.

Therefore, in order to quickly integrate with Zhengdao, he needs a new identity.

On Saturday, I asked Sun Wu, who is experienced in Jianghu, if there is any way to change his appearance. Sun Wu told Saturday that there is a person they all know who is very good at medicine, all kinds of medicine, from temporary amnesia From gold fish balls, to the exciting X-strength pills, everything is available. This person has also made pills that change his appearance.

"So fierce? Why didn't I know I knew such a person?" Saturday was surprised.

Sun Wu was a little surprised: "Hey, didn't we just come out of Mr. Huang's place a while ago? Don't you remember? Mr. Huang is a well-known pharmacist in the cultivation world."

"Old Huang—the pharmacist?" Saturday couldn't help but think of Huang Yaoshi.No, these two things should have nothing to do with each other.However, it cannot be ruled out that Chen Ke was influenced when he was writing novels.Of course, these are not important. What surprised Saturday was that Mr. Huang, who seemed so kind, was good at dispensing strong X medicines.

"Yes, if you want to change your appearance, you can go to Boss Huang." Sun Wudao.

"Thank you, then I'll go find Mr. Huang." Seeing that things went well on Saturday, I felt happy.

"But..." Sun Wu hesitated, "Do you have to go back to your hometown at this time? Besides, why do you have to change your appearance when you go back to your hometown?"

In order not to arouse Feng Zixuan's suspicion on Saturday, he excused himself from Sun Wu and the others, saying that he would go back to his hometown to have a look, and he would come back after a while. Feng Zixuan was practicing, so there was no need to disturb him with such trivial matters.

"I'm already over 100 years old. If I go back with this appearance, I will definitely scare my grandchildren." Saturday forcefully explained.

"Oh... But, no one in your hometown has seen you, right?" Sun Wu suddenly became very curious, and he took the posture of breaking the casserole and asking the bottom line.

"Just in case, you know, now that the level of medical care is advanced, the average life expectancy has been extended to more than 90 years old." Said Saturday.

"Really? The development of science and technology is really fast." Sun Wu admired.

I laughed twice on Saturday.

"You must be careful. I heard that the outside world is not peaceful. If anything happens, you must tell us immediately." Sun Wu was still a little worried.

"I will," said Saturday with a warm heart, "thank you."

"Hey, why are you being so polite, without you, none of us would be able to cultivate the golden elixir." Sun Wu laughed.

Feijian left the town all the way on Saturday and came to Mr. Huang's place. Mr. Huang was a little surprised to see him come back so soon. He was about to get up and arrange food. On Saturday, he hurriedly stopped Mr. Huang and explained to him why he came.

"Disguise..." Huang Lao stroked his goatee, "This is easy to say, but it's not easy. I can make you into another person, but those who have advanced cultivation or mastered the art of disguise, carefully Under observation, I can see through your disguise."

"Can it stop the Nascent Soul's cultivation?" Saturday asked.

"Okay, the stage of refining the gods can't be stopped." Huang Lao said.

"That's fine!" On Saturday, it is estimated that the Cultivation Academy lost to Yan Xueyue, and the highest cultivation level in it should be at the level of the late Nascent Soul, which is about the same as Feng Zixuan. Then, as long as you can guard against the cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, Don't be afraid of being seen through.

Mr. Huang nodded and told Saturday to come into the back room, which would give him a new look.

At sunset, in the atrium of the Cultivation Academy.

A burst of arguments startled the crows on the eaves, and the crows spread their black wings and flew towards the gradually dimming sky.

"Dean Hong, I don't agree with your approach." A teacher of the fire magic class of the Cultivation Academy said, "The best talents in the Cultivation World are among the Academy's Class A and the three major families. Isn't it absurd to find a good talent, but go online to find an anonymous user with ulterior motives?"

"Shen Fang is right," another gray-haired vice president also came out to oppose Hong Chen, "People on the Internet have unknown origins, how can we rely on him?"

Hong Chen looked serious, and said: "The problem is, if someone of us can catch Yan Xueyue, I don't have to go online to find another capable person."

There was a moment of silence among the dissenting crowd.

"Dean Hong, I think your idea is wrong," Shen Fang said, "You can't go to the doctor in a hurry, you have to think long-term. Now that the enchantment of our cultivation school has been repaired, we have the strength to fight against the spirit-absorbing evil spirits. We should unite Arise, and find a way to defeat the wraith once and for all, instead of relying on outsiders."

"If it wasn't for the so-called 'outsider' you mentioned, our cultivation school's enchantment wouldn't be good enough." Hong Chen pointed out this point.

On Shen's side, he was a little embarrassed, and argued: "Then how can Dean Hong prove that that person didn't have evil intentions, deliberately gaining our trust first, and then trying to gather us together and defeat him in one fell swoop?"

"You are so unreasonable, I can't help it." Anger rose in Hong Chen's heart, "If he wants to crush us in one fell swoop, why didn't he stand by from the beginning? Watch our barrier break?"

"This—" Shen Fang was speechless.

"Dean Hong, you are so confused," the white-haired dean started another topic, "If the spirit-sucking evil spirits attack and we fight with all our strength, we may not be defeated, and we can still keep the name of the Cultivation Academy." Head, Cultivation Dao mentioned that we were still the Cultivation Academy that was full of talents and never failed. What about now? Look at how much panic you caused after you posted this help post, as if our Cultivation Academy has no one left! "

"Yes, yes." The surrounding teachers also echoed.

"Heh, why didn't you listen to such big words when the enchantment was crumbling back then?" A child with braids in the sky had a clear and clear voice, interrupting the buzzing discussions around him, with sarcasm beyond words.

"Teacher Xiyu, are you questioning our determination to risk our lives for the cultivation academy?" Shen Fang also raised his voice.

The teachers around agreed again, and expressed disbelief at Xiyu's disrespectful statement.

"Okay, you guys go work hard, I want to see how many spiritual roots the spirit-sucking ghost can collect and how much strength it can increase." Xi Yu sneered.

"Xiyu!" The white-haired dean scolded, "Don't talk nonsense, at this moment we should work together to fight against foreign enemies."

Xiyu sneered, stood with folded arms, and watched coldly to see what they could come up with.

Dean Baifa went to persuade Hong Chen again: "Dean Hong, the magic circle is to be built, but your post and rhetoric are not very good, and it is detrimental to the dignity of our Cultivation Academy. Besides, look at what you wrote What are they all about——" Dean Baifa turned on the century-old old man's phone, called up Hong Chen's post, and read out word by word, "Ah, 'The ideal world of self-cultivation is not a world of innate determinism , Cultivators should use wisdom to control spiritual power...'Look, as a dean, how can you say these words casually? It seems to be questioning the entire cultivation way, which has lasted for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years of tradition! This The impact is very bad. What happened to the determinism of talent? It is an optimal selection method obtained from the accumulation of thousands of years of experience. Has our academy ever produced a martial god? Is there any power to overcome tribulation and ascend? , Where did they all come from? They are all Class A! This shows that there is nothing wrong with our screening method, even if you want to ask someone for help, you can’t deny the value of our academy at the cost of it!”

"The value of our academy is to cultivate excellent practitioners, no matter they are single-spirited or five-spirited." Hong Chen was silent for a long time, and finally said it at this moment.

As soon as he said this, the teachers around him were blown up, whispering, discussing, and looking sideways, as if Hong Chen suddenly went crazy in public, all kinds of surprised, suspicious, and disgusted eyes were cast on him.

"...Mr. Hong Chen, I know you are not a single spirit root, and I am very worried about it, but didn't the college give you such a high title as the vice president?" The white-haired dean smiled helplessly and shook his head , an understatement discredited Hong Chen's motives.

"If you think so, I can't say anything." Hong Chen lowered his face.

Finally, after some deliberation, the college collectively decided to ask Hong Chen to delete the last paragraph of the post.

As for the post itself - it can attract the selfless assistance of the masters of the magic circle, and there are only benefits for them, so it can still be kept.

When he arrived on Saturday, it was already late. He first sent a message to Hong Chen with an anonymous account, sending Hong Chen the map of the prison circle he had drawn, and finally said that there are still some places in it that need to be studied , so he has to manage the magic circle himself. He is waiting for Hong Chen to come out to meet him in front of the side door of the Xiuzhen Academy.

After reading the news, Hong Chen was both surprised and delighted. He originally thought that this anonymous magic circle master didn't want to get involved in this matter, so he didn't reply for a long time. He didn't expect this person to be so enthusiastic, and he had already rushed to the Cultivation Academy.

Hong Chen got up immediately, and welcomed Saturday into the small building of the Red Pavilion—his dean's office.

Entering the office sideways on Saturday, he found that it was exactly the same as the one he had seen before. On one side of the wall was a bookshelf full of books, on the other side was a glass cabinet displaying various handicrafts, and in the middle was Hong Shen’s desk. .

Hong Chen looked at Saturday, he did not expect that the anonymous master turned out to be an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

The body is neither fat nor thin, the face is neither square nor round, the eyes are neither small nor big, and there is nothing special that can be remembered.

As soon as Saturday came, without wasting time, he went straight to the point and explained the purpose of coming to Hong Chen.

There are conditions for him to help the Cultivation Academy.

"I'm looking for this person." Opened the video of "Spirit Sucking Ghost" on Saturday, zoomed in on the frame of Yan Xueyue holding the portrait, pointed to the person on the painting and said, "Dean Hong is better informed than I am. I hope it can help me find this person, he is very important to me, so I must find him before the spirit sucker."

"Let me take a look." Yan Xueyue stared at the unclear face in the painting for a while, then shook her head, "I have never seen this person before, and he is not a student in the Cultivation Academy, but I can entrust Students and people from aristocratic families go and ask."

"Thank you, Dean Hong." Saturday heaved a sigh of relief, "Then, shall we start setting up the formation now?"

"Okay! If you need anything, just say it!" Hong Chen's face was full of joy, and all the previous unhappiness was forgotten.

The scale of the magic circle is very large, and it will inevitably alarm other people in the academy.

When standing on the top of the gatehouse on Saturday and diving the spirit stone into the ground, Na Shenfang brought a group of teachers over aggressively.

"Who are you? Who let you in?"

"How can the gatehouse of the Cultivation Academy be moved casually?"

Saturday was stunned. He didn't expect that he would encounter internal obstacles.

"It's Dean Hong—" As soon as he mentioned these three words on Saturday, Shen Fang was blown up.

"Did you hear that, it's Hong Chen's twin spirit roots again." Shen Fang turned his head and said to the other teachers, "This person came out of nowhere, and Hong Chen dared to let him enter the enchantment of the True Academy."

"What are you talking about?" Saturday was inexplicable.

"Get him down!" Shen Fang pointed to Saturday.

When Hong Chen arrived, he could see Shen Fang throwing out his flying sword from a distance, and turning around the gatehouse. There was a layer of earth on the outside of the gatehouse, and it was Saturday that he was confronting Shen Fang.

Hong Chen was furious and shouted loudly: "Carefully! Stop!"

Only then did Shen Fang turn around, and said flatly, "Hey, Dean Hong."

Cultivation College, the discussion is upright.

"I am firmly opposed to letting people of unknown origin participate in the construction of the magic circle." A teacher said.

"How can we casually hand over our own safety to an outsider?" Another teacher spoke even more fiercely, "President Hong Shen's doing so is really too much."

"...I have seen his magic circle," Hong Chen said. "It is indeed a very clever method. I think it is feasible. Everyone can take a look and raise any objections."

But no one listened to Hong Chen, everyone was talking about Saturday's identity issue.

Without discussing and understanding Saturday's identity, they refuse to accept any help from Saturday.

"I will vouch for him." Hong Chen said again, "I will vouch for him, is that okay?"

A moment of silence.

"Now is the life and death of Cultivation Academy. Dean Hong, I'm afraid you can't guarantee this. If this person has other plans, then the whole academy and the entire cultivation way will be harmed. As a vice president, you can afford it." up?"

"exactly!"

He was a little surprised on Saturday, he didn't expect such a situation in the academy.

Hong Chen, it seems that he can't stand these naturalists. It seems that he will not only face technical difficulties, but also face the interference of other forces if he wants to build a magic circle.

However, there is no time to break up with them on Saturday.

"I have a cousin from Class A of the Cultivation Academy," said Saturday, "he stayed in school later, his name is Zhuo Liu."

Everyone was surprised, Teacher Zhuo Liu's reputation in the academy was still very good, black and white, a genius who was as standard as a textbook, unfortunately died in the execution of a mission, at such a young age, it was a pity.

Is this person Zhuo Liu's cousin?

On Saturday, he once again used the guise of his cousin. He recounted Zhuo Liu's growth history and told some details about his time at Xiuzhen Academy. When he was right, he believed him.

However, there are some teachers, such as Shen Fang, and the white-haired dean of Fan, they don't care about Saturday's status, what they want to maintain is the face of the Xiuzhen Academy, which is the old set - only Innate theory.

If the person who finally rescued the Cultivation Academy was not from Class A, wouldn't that be equivalent to confirming Hong Chen's statement that trash is more powerful than a genius?

This not only questioned the necessity of the existence of Class A, but also overturned the inherent principle of the Cultivation Academy - to absorb the best people.

This will bring a series of troubles, which will be very unfavorable to those with single spiritual roots. The power of representatives of the innate theory, such as Fan Yuan and Shen Fang, will be greatly weakened, while Hong Chen, who has dual spiritual roots, will be marginalized The power of the country has the opportunity to rise.

This is intolerable to them.

"We are very clear about Teacher Zhuo Liu, but I want to ask, are you also from Class A?" Dean Fan looked at Saturday.

"Me?" Saturday replied, "I didn't come from the Cultivation Academy."

"What?" Dean Fan raised his eyebrows, "Didn't you come from the Cultivation Academy? Then who did you learn the magic circle from?"

"Self-study." Said Saturday.

"Self-study??" Dean Fan shook his head, "So you dare to speak wildly, can you trap that spirit-sucking ghost?"

Suspicious eyes looked at Saturday, how could Saturday not feel it, he thought to himself, what Feng Zixuan said was indeed true, the group of people in the Cultivation Academy are still so stubborn and self-righteous.

If he hadn't asked for something from others, he wouldn't have rushed to be despised by others.

"Actually," Saturday said unhurriedly, "the enchantment of the Cultivation Academy was repaired according to my method. The reason you are standing here and mocking me today is because my enchantment protects you. The spirit-sucking ghosts won't be able to get in for a while."

"you--"

Dean Fan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, but he didn't expect that he would dare to scold him face to face on Saturday.

"Oh, by the way, the more cultivation he absorbs, the stronger his mana will be. If he is the first to refine the spirit, this enchantment will not be able to withstand his attack. At that time, we will all be finished." Zhou Liu Jiang's ruthless reality shook the faces of these teachers who were still playing factional struggles, "You can choose, if you want me to help, I will just say, no, I will leave now."

What annoys me the most on Saturday is that people who fail to do things well and patronize internal conflicts spend all their energy on overthrowing their own people. When foreign enemies attack, they are scattered and powerless to resist.

After Saturday's ultimatum, these teachers also hesitated. In fact, they knew very well in their hearts that the spirit-sucking evil spirits were not something they could deal with, otherwise they would have already gone to school, and they would have to wait until today.

However, they wanted to take this opportunity to suppress different voices and establish their own authority.

It's a pity that if you don't follow their set on Saturday, you can either do it or die.

This way of generalizing the army, on the contrary, had a good effect-the teachers all shut up.

"Shen Fang, Fan Su, the two of you go to help." Dean Fan said.

The matter of presiding over the construction of the magic circle on Saturday was finally settled.

Naturally, the two people sent by the Vatican were not helping, but supervisors.

The work was still done alone on Saturday, and the two of them watched from the side to see if he would do anything.

But Saturday thought that even if he had tampered with it, the two of them would never be able to see it.

This is a question of IQ.

This side was busy building the magic circle on Saturday, while Feng Zixuan woke up for the nth time from his retreat.

Feng Zixuan was a little irritable, and the failure of meditation made the cultivator feel uncomfortable like insomnia.

He stepped off the bed and went to Saturday's cubicle again.

And found out that Saturday was not there.

At first, Feng Zixuan thought he was going to the bathroom on Saturday, so he went to wait at the door of the bathroom. After waiting for 10 minutes, he saw Zhang San coming out while wearing his trouser belt, and said hello to Feng Zixuan: "Hey, boss, It's convenient, but it smells a bit inside."

"..." Feng Zixuan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, "What about Saturday?"

"Go back to my hometown." Zhang San said.

"Go back to my hometown???" Feng Zixuan couldn't believe it, he left without saying goodbye on Saturday, and gave him such a ridiculous reason?

"That's right, Sixth Brother said, Boss, you are in seclusion, so I won't bother you with such a trivial matter, he will be back in two days." The nervous Zhang San didn't see that Feng Zixuan's expression was wrong at all.

"... What else did he say?" Feng Zixuan asked in a deep voice.

"He also asked how to change his appearance." Zhang San thought for a while, and cleaned up the old bottom on Saturday.

"..." The veins on Feng Zixuan's forehead bulged, he opened his bracelet, and sent a message to Saturday, but there was no sound from the other side.

Don't tell him, sneak away, and even disguise yourself.

He must have gone to the Cultivation Academy.

I was afraid that he would know, that's why I was sneaky.

Feng Zixuan was so angry that his heart beat like a drum, and he could even hear the sound of accelerated blood flow in his ears.

"I'll go find him." Feng Zixuan didn't explain anything, put on his coat, and strode away.

"That's about it." Saturday straightened up from the gatehouse.

The two supervisors were still watching, but they didn't make things difficult for Saturday, because Dean Hong was also watching.

When he came downstairs on Saturday, Hong Chen greeted him with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Hong Chen asked.

"Just wait for him to step into the magic circle." Saturday was full of confidence, "I must catch it."

"Okay," Hong Chen said again, "I haven't found the person you're looking for yet, but I've shown the portrait to people who are tight-lipped as you said, and they have their own eyes and ears to find someone."

"Thank you, that person should not belong to the academy or the three major families, he should have appeared suddenly." Said Saturday.

"Okay, I'll tell them." Hong Chen said.

It was completely dark at this time.

Saturday and Hong Chen turned around an alley and saw the side entrance of the academy.

There was already a familiar figure standing in front of the door.

Yan Xueyue!