Cultivation with my ex

After the thirteen monks knew that they failed to break the formation and were thrown out, the expressions on their faces were very ugly.

One of the monks was annoyed: "I thought that there are so many portals, and there is always a gate whose formation is weaker. I didn't expect that even the portal formation in this poor place is so difficult to break!"

"If the formation of the academy is so easy to break, can it still be called an academy?!" The guests in the teahouse laughed.

The monks had excellent hearing and gave these mortals a fierce look.If it weren't for the rules in the world of cultivating immortals that monks can't attack mortals casually, they would definitely make this group of sarcastic mortals look good!

Su Xiangui said: "Actually, the academy is not difficult to enter. As long as you are dedicated to studying, or hold the jade card of the academy, the formation will naturally let you in. You go in with killing intentions, and look like you are going to make trouble. Naturally, the law will not let you in easily."

"We are going to kill people, not to study, what's wrong with killing intentions?" the group of monks shouted.

Su Xiangui: "..."

Are these people really trying to chase her down?

Is there no one left in the world of cultivating immortals, or was he deprived of wisdom during the process of cultivation?Why did you send such a single-minded person to hunt her down?

Isn't this looking down on her? !

It's no wonder that this group of people couldn't get into the academy after ten years of tossing... It's really difficult for the academy's formation.

The group of monks said unwillingly: "Are you just watching the 1000 million yuan stone fall into the hands of others?!"

When mentioning money, Su Xian returned to his spirit: "What 1000 million yuan stone?"

The old man said: "You don't know? The Chen family of the incense making family gave out 300 million yuan stones, and the Moxiu sects also gave out a lot of primordial stones, totaling 1000 million yuan, in exchange for Baijianxian's life."

"1000 million yuan stone?!" Su Xiangui gasped.

Hey, if those people were willing to pay such a high price ten years ago, she would be willing to offer her head with both hands!

"Isn't that right? For Da Zongmen, 1000 million stones are nothing, but for casual cultivators, these 1000 million stones can allow them to buy a lot of pills and spiritual weapons, helping their cultivation to a higher level Otherwise, why have there been so many people chasing and killing Bai Jianxian in the past ten years?"

Su Xiangui's gaze towards the group of monks gradually became obscene, why not...cooperate with them in a fairy dance, and when the primordial stone is in hand, she will cheat on others and run away?

The group of monks knew nothing about Su Xiangui's thoughts.They have already begun to think about the feasibility of the method she just mentioned to enter the academy:

"Why don't we go to the students of the academy and take their jade tokens. When we enter the academy, we can take advantage of Su's defenselessness and kill her!"

"But the students of the academy usually practice in the academy, where can we find the students of the academy?"

A monk had a flash of inspiration: "Hey, isn't the Mengchun competition coming soon? According to the past practice, the academy will definitely send students to the Emperor Terrace to participate in the Mengchun competition. Isn't that a good time for us to start?!"

All the monks were shocked.

Right!

After the beginning of spring is the annual mengchun competition held by Emperor Terrace.This is a rare grand event in the world of cultivating immortals. At that time, Zhengdao, demon cultivators, ghost cultivators and mortals will gather together, and dragons and snakes will be mixed together. Don't worry about not being able to find a chance to make a move!

The monk's suggestion was unanimously approved by the rest of the monks, so the group took a short rest and left here.

Seeing them flying away like a flash of light, the people in the town just glanced at them casually and didn't pay much attention.

On the contrary, the old man looked at Su Xiangui with some hesitation: "You have ruined the students of the academy!"

Su Xiangui looked at him innocently: "..., why did I screw them up?"

"If it wasn't for your reminder, how could those people attack innocent students and take their jade cards?"

Su Xiangui: "..., it seems to make sense?"

But hasn't the way of entering the academy become common sense in the world of cultivating immortals?

After thinking for a moment, Su Xiangui asked: "But young man, you have heard of Amway, heck, do you know about the Mengchun Competition?"

The old man was stunned. After making sure that she was calling him "young man", although he struggled with the name, he still shook his head following her question.

Su Xiangui thought to himself, this town has indeed been brainwashed by the marketing account - the singers, they only know to stare at their true and false gossip and gossip, but they really know very little about what they should know.

"Mengchun competition, as the name suggests, is a competition held in Mengchun. It is held by the neutral force 'Emperor Terrace', no matter it is a righteous sect, an evil sect, or ordinary people can participate. Ordinary people can obtain appraisal qualifications Chances are, if you have good aptitude, you will be recruited by the various sects participating in the competition. As for the monks who are both good and evil, they will have the opportunity to enter the secret realm of the Emperor Terrace through the competition."

"However, only monks from the lower three realms are allowed to participate in the Mengchun competition...By the way, those thirteen monks are generally in the third middle realm. Watch from the sidelines, and you can't shoot at the monks participating in the competition."

The old man asked: "Then what if they make a move outside the Emperor's Terrace?"

"It is precisely because of the fact that before and after the competition, the good and the evil will fight on the ground outside the emperor's platform, so each sect will send a monk with a higher level of cultivation to lead the team, to protect them well, so that the flowers of the sect will not be overwhelmed." early into a wreath."

The old man asked: "Will the Academy do it too?"

"Yes, but I don't know which unlucky guy will be assigned to this task."

Leading a team to participate in the Mengchun competition is like taking elementary school students to a spring outing. You have to worry about their safety and their cultivation.So from Su Xiangui's point of view, this is a hard job, and whoever does it will be considered unlucky.

The pot of tea was bottomed out, Su Xiangui drank the last cup of tea and prepared to leave.

The old man thought hard for a while, and seeing that she seemed to be leaving, he asked, "little girl, what did you call me just now?"

"Boy, what's the matter?"

"you--"

"I'm 150 this year, how old are you?"

The old man shut his mouth in shock - his age is only a fraction of Su Xiangui's.

Su Xiangui smiled, but walked out of the teahouse slowly, walked towards the hut in the wind and snow, and then disappeared in front of the stone tablet under the eyes of everyone.

When everyone was guessing whether someone was going to challenge the academy's formation again, the old man asked tremblingly, "What was written on the jade plaque at her waist just now?"

The young man's eyes are good, even though he just glanced at it briefly, he still remembers it.

"Su returns first."

After finishing speaking, he was also silent for a while.

Then, Man Teahouse let out a deafening cry: "Bai Jianxian?!"

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As soon as Su Xiangui returned to her residence, she noticed a strange atmosphere in the room. She thought for a while, then turned her head and headed for the door. As soon as she turned around, there was a voice in the room that made her want to stand up and salute:

"where to?"

Su Xiangui swallowed subconsciously, with a smile on his face: "Hey, isn't this Cheng Yuancheng? I haven't seen you in ten years, why did Cheng Yuancheng come to the humble house?"

A black figure slowly walked out of the room, with a serious face, holding a short black whip, and full of aura, it reminded Su Xiangui of the dean of the previous life.

——In fact, Cheng Xiangjun's position is very similar to that of the school's dean of students.As the prime minister who manages the academy on behalf of the dean, Cheng Xiangjun is one man under one man and more than ten thousand people in the academy, even more powerful than the dean of students.

At the same time, she is also Su Xiangui's immediate boss.

"Come to see if you're dead. If you die, I'll pack up your belongings. Selling your pile of broken swords should be able to make up for the rent you owe for the past ten years."

Su Xiangui said, "Aren't I paid?"

Cheng Xiangjun flipped his hand and took out an account book to look through: "You didn't make any contribution to the academy during your retreat, but in order to save you, the academy even posted a lot of panaceas, and your ten-year wages are not enough to pay back."

Su Xiangui: "...cough cough, we have been friends for so many years, talking about money hurts our feelings."

"Academy is not a place to talk about feelings."

"Then you can't expect me to die!" Su Xiangui felt his heart was broken.

Cheng Xiangjun stretched out his hand to pinch Su Xiangui's wrist, and then said calmly: "The Primordial Spirit is still a little weak, but he won't die for a while."

Su Xiangui withdrew his hand and said embarrassingly: "Although that's the case, I really don't have any money. Why don't you wait for a few days, and when I get 1000 million yuan back, I can make up the rent."

Cheng Xiangjun didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so he took out a post and handed it to her.

Su Xiangui took over the post: "What is this?"

"The invitation to the Mengchun competition sent by the emperor."

She asked cautiously, "What does this mean?"

"This year you brought the students from the three realms to the Imperial Terrace to participate in the Mengchun Competition."

"?!"

Su Xiangui almost didn't throw it out.

Isn't it sir, is she so unlucky?

"Aren't there still six doctors in the academy? I'm just a visiting doctor. It seems inappropriate to entrust such an important task to me."

"They're either retreating, or they just happen to have something to do outside to practice. Right now, you are the only one free in the academy."

"I just left customs..."

"Run outside as soon as you leave the customs, quite free, isn't it?"

Su Xiangui: "..."

As soon as a person leaves customs, before he has time to breathe fresh air, he is about to be stabbed to death by the sharp words of his boss.

She still wanted to shirk, but Cheng Xiangjun said ruthlessly: "You can choose between wages and reminders."

"Hey, am I the kind of person who will be passive and sabotage my work? As a visiting doctor of the academy, I should contribute my modest efforts to the bright future of the academy. Isn't it just taking the elementary school students for a spring outing? I am obliged!" Su Xiangui patted his chest , readily agreed to come down.

Cheng Xiangjun left satisfied, but Su Xian almost didn't beat the floor when he returned to the house.

Gan, why did she set up so many flags for herself outside? !

The author has something to say:

Su Xiangui, a walking flag making machine.

Brother Jiang will appear in the next chapter.

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感谢在2020-10-2610:37:58~2020-10-2715:46:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Shufeng;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Well, that’s it, Da Da Tu, A Xixi, and Yi Yi;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 25 bottles of watercress carp; 24 bottles of Shufeng; 10 bottles of MENGTONO;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!