"Good brother!"
"Speak of righteousness!"
The holy ancestor patted Yang Feng heavily on the shoulder. Yang Feng also grasped the back of his hand. A love only belonging to men flowed between the two hearts.
Then, the holy ancestor took out a pack of cigarettes with great enthusiasm and handed it over: "brother, do you smoke?"
"What? Smoke? Return China? Aren't you a ghost? Where did you get the smoke?"
Staring at the two dazzling Chinese characters on the pack of cigarettes, Yang Feng couldn't help being silly.
The evil spirit smiled, and the holy ancestor raised his hand and nodded one, and said noncommittally: "It's nothing. It's just illusory. Brother, you need to know that all human perceptions of the world are signals sent by nerves into the brain. So basically, we think it's what it is and what it is. I turn it into smoke, it's smoke; turn it into chicken legs, it's chicken legs, as long as you believe it. How about it Root? "
"No, I don't smoke!"
Gently waved his hand, Yang Feng smiled.
The holy ancestor looked at him in a strange place and couldn't help but curl his mouth and said, "young man, you haven't entered the workplace. When you enter the society, you won't leave yourself, ha ha... By the way, brother, which school graduated!"
"Hey, it's just Tsinghua. It's nothing!"
Uh!
Yang Feng waved his hand proudly on his face. After hearing this, the holy ancestor suddenly took a swipe of his cheek and stared at him coldly: "aren't you three books? Why are You Tsinghua? Young man, be honest. Now that we are in a different world, why do you care so much about your education? What's the cow? How about Tsinghua? How about the three books? Aren't they all the same here? Cut and vanity!"
Well
His face suddenly tightened. Yang Feng glared at his arrogant face and hated him.
Bah, you know I have three books. Do you despise me for asking such sensitive questions?
"By the way, brother, where did you graduate?"
Then Yang Feng returned his way and asked.
With a noncommittal wave of his hand, the sage walked around with a cigarette in his mouth and said, "ah, rotten school, let alone Harvard!"
"Harvard?"
The corners of his mouth trembled, and Yang Feng said, "are you from Harvard?"
"Why, not like?"
Shaking his head with a smile, the holy ancestor sighed helplessly: "I said that Harvard would not work. In fact, Cambridge, Oxford and the Royal College of Switzerland sent me admission notices, and the queen of England personally wrote to invite me to Cambridge. She said that as soon as she arrived in Britain, she would give me green card houses. Isn't this a naked talent bribe? I'm so patriotic. How can I easily change my nationality?"
"So I was so angry that I ran to Harvard. The president of Harvard was very happy and all the teachers and students welcomed me to the school. When I went there, I found that his teaching quality was not good. A group of professors didn't know much about me. I often gave them lectures and they asked for advice with an open mind. Did I come to school or teach? Shit, I lost. So before I finally returned home , no matter how the headmaster asked me to stay, I refused. They really can't do it there, alas! "
Wow, brother, your cowhide is going to heaven.
You're Guo Degang. Tell me about crosstalk here.
Yang Feng looked at him with a smile and said, "brother, you're from Harvard. Let's listen to two paragraphs of English?"
"Uh... What is your name?"
"Get out!"
With a fierce stare at him, Yang Feng suddenly sank his face: "Harvard's top students, show me kindergarten level English. You should show at least a first grade student?"
"Isn't that what I learned in grade one when I was in school?"
Turning over his eyes, the saint immediately waved impatiently and said, "well, what are we doing here? Is it interesting to dig into each other's background? Whether Harvard or Tsinghua, aren't they all full-level mages here? You don't have to go out to find a job. Is education still so important? Boring!"
Who is boring?
Didn't you take the lead in digging for your education at first?
Yang Feng didn't go to see him.
Because of their boasting, the two villagers blew up contradictions.
At the same time, in a dark secret room thousands of meters underground of the Imperial Palace in the capital, the ghost king came in, raised his hand and took out a thumb sized, charred branch from his sleeve. But the branch was still trembling slightly, as if it were alive.
"Finally, it's time to revive. My black soul tree, wake up immediately! Ouyang flying eagle burned you to pieces and left a breath of vitality. Now I'll revive you and dominate the world with me."
Said, the ghost King gently put the dead branch on the ground, and then took out the green jade stick, but just took it in his hand, a strong suction suddenly issued, absorbing the ghost King's life energy.
Ha ha, you think you're the monster. I can't annoy him or you? Look, I won't suck you, hem!
His eyebrows couldn't stop shaking. The ghost king felt the change of the green jade staff in his hand. Suddenly his face sank, his eyes coagulated, and a flame burst out from his hands, covering the whole body of the green jade staff.
Ah!
Ground level fire. He's carrying a ground level fire.
It's hot, it's hot, stop it!
The green jade stick kept struggling and stopped the suction.
With a cold smile, the ghost king immediately put away the flame and said proudly, "green jade staff, don't play tricks for me, or I'll burn you. Be obedient and revive my black soul tree!"
Touch!
Then the ghost king put the green jade stick on the ground.
The dark dead branches felt the strong breath of life on the green jade staff. They immediately wrapped up like an old tree, winding up like a snake. They soon wrapped the green jade staff and began to absorb the energy on the green jade staff.
Looking at all this, the ghost King couldn't help laughing excitedly: "good, good, my black soul tree, come back to life quickly. I need you! And this time you need the ground level wood power bonus of the green jade staff. Even if the Ouyang flying eagle comes back to life with the Holy fire, you can't help you, ha ha ha!"
"Really!"
Suddenly, just then, an evil smile sounded.
I don't know when an illusory shadow suddenly appeared behind the ghost king and said in a sharp voice: "The black soul tree is really stronger than it was a hundred years ago with the help of a green jade staff. But don't forget that Ouyang flying eagle burned the holy fire of the black soul tree, which was just a handful of holy fire. If the holy fire of the holy fire sect was born, your little black tree may not be able to withstand it, Jie!"
"Is it you?"
As soon as his eyebrows shook, the ghost King's face quickly became solemn, as if he was quite afraid