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"What about the one-eyed dragon?" After the disgust, Yang Di's gaze swept to the tall old man who was obviously wearing a fake eye among the three big people, "Is he the Song Liao school director you are talking about, what is the origin of this person?"

"I used to be the boss of the black, but then I washed it white, it is said that I learned some Qimen Dunjia skills, read feng shui for others, fortune telling, and mixed very moisturizing, many bigwigs in Huahai City are his customers!" Ke Kangquan said in a low voice.

Yang Di was silent, that person was not simple, giving people an illusion of reality and reality, and he couldn't see through it.

"This Song Liao is advocating the division of the nine ancient altars in private. Ke Kangquan added.

"Hmm. ”

Yang Di nodded, this is not unexpected.

That one-eyed dragon fortune teller may really have two brushes, he may not necessarily recognize that the ancient altar contains spiritual base liquid, but he must know the extraordinaryness of that thing.

Subsequently, a few people didn't want to watch the old principal and Liu Zhengqing, two old men, fighting with three powerful guys there, so they immediately walked over.

"Principal Gongsun, let's go, if they have any grievances, they can say it in person at the school board. Ke Kang stepped forward calmly and spoke lightly.

"Let's go!" Liu Zhengqing waved his robe, and he had no patience to entangle with these three guys for a long time.

Gongsun Xiukong nodded, and didn't want to talk nonsense.

It's just that as soon as the two old men walked on their front feet, the tall and thin one-eyed fortune teller pointed the spearhead at someone, blocked his way, and snorted coldly: "Boy, I heard that you took the lead in making a rough move." ”

"It's me. Yang Di was expressionless, "What's wrong?"

Xianyin also happened to raise her head, and her beautiful eyes exuded a cold glow.

Song Liao's body trembled, his back was cold, he instinctively took a few steps back, his Adam's apple squirmed, and he sneered: "No...... Nothing ......."

Yang Di didn't bother to pay attention to it, pulled Xianyin, and the old principal and a few people, and quickly left the campus.

The backs of a group of people disappeared under the street lamps on campus.

Song Liao, a fortune teller, stood in place in a daze, with a layer of cold sweat oozing out of his forehead, reaching out and touching it, it was all cold, and in an instant, the only intact eye was full of fear.

Wang Tianming and Xiao Hongsheng also seemed to notice something, their faces were a little gloomy, but they didn't say anything to each other, and each retreated.

Because from the very beginning, regarding the disposal of those ancient altars, the three camps led by the three of them had contradictory ideas......

At the fork in the road in front of the teaching building, Yang Di took three bamboo sticks from Xianyin and handed them over to Principal Gongsun, Liu Zhengqing, and Ke Kangquan.

"Don't care what it is, it can save your life when it's critical!" Yang Di said.

It is a "talisman" inscribed by Xianyin, and once the person who holds it is attacked by a serious external force, it can discharge divine power.

As the problems involved in the Nine Ancient Altars became more and more complicated, parties like the old headmaster and them were undoubtedly in a very dangerous situation.

But he obviously couldn't stay with the three of them all the time, and for good intentions, that's all he could do.

"Hmm. The three old principals put it away and didn't ask much.

What they had seen and heard before had already made them aware of the horror at this level, and the things that Yang Di gave must have a deep meaning.

On the way back, Xianyin suddenly turned his wrist, like magic, and in the slender jade hand, I don't know when, there was a small milky white porcelain bottle.

"For you!" She flattered someone and shook it as if she were offering a treasure.

"Hmm. After Yang Di took it, he felt weak for a while, and hurriedly put it in his pocket like a thief and touched his nose.

The moment the ancient altar was sealed before, the fairy sister came to steal the dragon and turn the phoenix with a trick at his behest and took away a lot of the spiritual base liquid in the ancient altar.

It's just that the action is so fast, even Yang Di himself didn't see it clearly, and he succeeded in the blink of an eye.

Don't look at the milky white small porcelain bottle, only two inches long, in fact, in that bottle, the mysterious runes that Xianyin has engraved in advance, turning an ordinary small porcelain bottle into a magic vessel with a lot of content.

Right now, in that ancient altar, at least about half of the spiritual base liquid has fallen into someone's hands.

Of course, the weight of that ancient altar must have been accurately weighed by those suspicious school directors using modern technology.

In order to avoid the deeds being revealed, Yang Di asked Xianyin to take half of the spiritual base liquid while adding the same weight of pure water by the way.

In this way, not only can it hide people's eyes and ears, but it will not affect the divinity of that jar of spiritual base liquid, it is just diluted......

Under the street lamp on the street outside the community, Yang Di soon saw a familiar figure again.

As a result, this time, Zong Xun's cross-eyed, seeing that he was still carrying a peerless beauty by his side, didn't think about it, turned around and ran, as if he had seen a ghost, and the one who ran was called a coquette.

"Do you want to catch him?" Xianyin looked up and glanced into the distance.

"Yes!"

Yang Di nodded, sure to stop the person in the Dao Gate and interrogate him properly.

If it was a few days ago, Yang Di was too lazy to deal with that guy, but now it doesn't work, there is such a big thing in Huahai University, and it must be determined whether the existence of those spiritual base liquids has been known to the people in the Dao Sect.

For this organization of self-proclaimed "decent people" among contemporary cultivators, Yang Di has always been vigilant, there is no way, he has watched too many martial arts TV series, and he is afraid of being yin.

"Whew~~~"

Seeing him nodding, Xianyin's figure swept out, blew a gust of wind, and disappeared.

"Khan! It seems to be more powerful than Ling Bo Weibu!" Yang Di complained, what kind of strength is this, he can't even see the trajectory, it's amazing!

A few minutes later, Xianyin turned back elegantly, and under the dim street lamp, a figure lowered its head and followed closely behind, no matter how honest and honest it was, it didn't dare to put a fart.

"Sect Master, we're meeting again. Yang Di greeted him with a smile, stood on the side of the road, and teased.

"Hehe, yes, yes, what a coincidence!" Zong Xun's chicken nodded again and again like a peck of rice, and said with a sneer: "Everyone is a fellow Taoist, so there is no need for 'Dao Chief', just call each other 'Dao Friend'!"

He was already running very fast just now, and even secretly ran a magical footwork taught by the ancestors in the door, and it was not a big problem to win the 100-meter sprint championship.

It's a pity that he hasn't run far yet, just around the corner, a white light flashes in front of him, and in a trance, there is a beautiful shadow of Miaoman, blocking in front.

This young woman didn't speak at the time, but an extremely terrifying aura had firmly locked on him, and this coercion was so great that it made his heart tremble, and he was so frightened that he didn't even have the heart to resist, and obediently followed back......