"I don't have anything to teach you. I'm not cultivating the "Heavenly Weeping Collection". Besides, don't call me Senior Song, call me Shuhang. It's really not good, I can also accept Tyrant Saber Song Yi." Song Shuhang replied: "Besides, before crying... Crying buddy, I reminded you before that if Pavilion Master Chu doesn't accept you, you can try it and see if you can directly worship Ye Si as your teacher."
"Senior Song, worshiping you as your teacher and worshiping Fairy Ye Si as your teacher is an effect, so you can accept me as your apprentice. Woohoo, we can guarantee that in terms of loyalty, you will be a teacher for one day and a father for life. Although I am a loose cultivator, But Senior Song, you can go and ask, my character is absolutely reliable." The crying old man choked.
Venerable Qixiu silently cast a spell, covering Song Shuhang, himself, and others, so that ordinary people could not see them.
Then, Venerable Qixiu opened his mouth and said, "Cry fellow Daoist... You have to think about it clearly. You have no chance of regret when you worship a 'Xuansheng' as your teacher."
Although little friend Song Shuhang is only in the fourth-grade realm, his status as an 'eight-grade Xuansheng' is also genuine. After the holy seal is condensed, some of the special abilities possessed by the Profound Sage, Song Shuhang's little friend will not be less.
"As long as Senior Song is willing to accept it, I will never regret it." The crying old man looked at Song Shuhang expectantly.
Song Shuhang shook his head: "Fellow Daoist, please wait for me for a few days. How about I give you another answer after Ye Si leaves?"
He really can't teach the crying old man. If Xiao Cai is talking, he can also teach her the method of saving, the method of body training, and the method of swordsmanship. But he has never studied "The Crying Collection".
So, the only way is to wait for Ye Si to get out of the customs, and then ask Ye Si what she means, and see if she wants to accept the crying old man as a disciple.
"Senior Song, how long will it take?" The crying old man wiped away his tears and asked.
"Seven or eight days at least, a month at most." Song Shuhang replied, based on the contract between him and Ye Si, he can be sure that Ye Si will survive the calamity within a month.
"Understood, Senior Song. I'm going to prepare the apprenticeship ceremony." The crying old man nodded.
Then, he turned around again and ran away quickly.
"Actually, little friend Shuhang, you can accept him." Venerable Qixiu smiled.
"But I really don't have anything to teach him, and it's not like you can't see it, senior. Although I bear the title of 'the first saint of the millennium', my real strength is only rank four." Song Shuhang said with a wry smile.
What the Crying Old Man wanted to learn was the sequel to "Tian Crying Collection", but Song Shuhang was not sure if Ye Si wanted to accept the Crying Old Man as his disciple. If Ye Siruo didn't agree, Song Shuhang would definitely not be able to teach the sequel to "The Crying Collection".
Also, the crying old man doesn't match his style of painting. His seven dao names gave Xiao Cai a 'King Kong Gentleman Knife', the tyrannical knife Song Yi was destined to keep for himself. Then there are the following Taoist titles such as Wood Daoist, Beluga Swordsman, Shushan Lay, Xun Dao Scholar, and Kindhearted Cultivator, none of them are suitable for crying old people.
"Senior Qixiu, there is still some time before the evening, why don't you go to rest for a while?" Song Shuhang asked.
In the afternoon, he and Sixteen still have classes.
"I'll just find a place to practice for a while, and the afternoon will be over in the blink of an eye." Venerable Seventh Cultivator said, he is now sitting and meditating for a while, which is one afternoon.
Saying that, Venerable Qixiu looked up at the sky and said, "It looks like it's going to rain. The weather is just right, so I'll go straight to the top of the clouds to practice. Little friend Shuhang, I'll contact you at night."
"Okay." Song Shuhang nodded.
Venerable Qixiu smiled and waved his hand, dispersing the magic that had gathered around the three of them. Then he flashed and turned into a light to leave.
After the seniors of the seven repairs left, Song Shuhang looked up at the sky, the sky was dense with dark clouds, and the weather could change.
"Let's go too." Song Shuhang said, to be honest, he has been a little sensitive to dark clouds recently. I always felt that after this thing was condensed, it would suddenly turn into a thunderbolt and hit him on the head, or a gun barrel would stick out of it and hit him.
"Yeah." Su Clan's Sixteen replied with a smile.
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Classes start in the afternoon.
Song Shuhang found his roommate and sat next to them.
At this time, Tu Bo pushed Song Shuhang with his elbow, hehe smiled and said: "Shuhang, you can do it, you actually play teacher-student love, when did you get Mr. Su from the art department next door? The real person doesn't show his face, teacher. Being in love is so exciting.”
Song Shuhang: "..." Is Tubo talking about Sixteen
"I checked, and Ms. Su is a genius in the art department who has returned from overseas. Her works have even won world-class awards. She is a real talented woman. This time Jiangnan University City paid a lot of money to hire her." Yang De knocked on the tablet and pulled out the profile of 'Mr. Su'.
"By the way, when did you meet Teacher Su? She just returned to China this year?" Gao Moumou also asked.
"Okay... Actually, I got to know her from last semester. At the end of last semester, I met her and got to know her." Song Shuhang said.
"No wonder, I think Teacher Su looks familiar. Maybe I saw her last semester, but I can't remember the specifics." Tu Bo said while pinching his chin.
Gao Moumou also approached Song Shuhang and said with a smile, "How is it, Shuhang. How far have you and Teacher Su progressed?"
Tu Bo: "Speaking of which, I didn't expect Shuhang to have the same aesthetics as Gao Moumou when you are looking for a girlfriend. You like this kind of petite women."
Song Shuhang: "..." Why did Tu Bo say this in his mouth, making him as sinful as a lolicon
"Tubo, you don't understand. You don't understand the cuteness of petite women. The small appearance makes people unable to help protect them in their arms and take good care of them. Moreover, the petite appearance will make them look special. Cute." Gao Moumou said triumphantly.
"I still prefer Oupai." Tu Bo gestured on his chest: "If I am looking for a girlfriend, I must aim for the type of Shuhang sister Zhao Yaya."
Song Shuhang: "..." Tubo, do you want to be my brother-in-law
"Young man, you don't understand. If your chest is not flat, how can you flatten the world?" Gao Moumou said with an unfathomable face.
"Hey, the topic of discussion is over." Yang De pushed his glasses: "Shi is still sitting on the side."
Shi Luoli was looking down at her chest at this time, and after a while, she seemed to suddenly realize something. Then... She silently moved away from a certain seat of Gao Mou.
Gao Moumou: "..." Hey, girl, you misunderstood, I just like petite women, but I'm not a lolicon, I can't start with a real loli like you, and I have a girl It's voted!
Song Shuhang felt inexplicable joy in his heart after seeing Gao Moumou being disliked by Shi Luoli.
"By the way, Shuhang. Are you feeling better?" Yang De asked aloud. In the morning, he remembered that Song Shuhang's face was pale from time to time, and he seemed to be in pain.
"Don't worry, my body is... great..." Song Shuhang was only halfway through his words, and then his face twitched.
The electric shock in the left hand came again, and the amount of electric shock in this catastrophe was stronger than in the morning. Song Shuhang finally got used to the electric shock intensity in the morning, but he did not expect the electric shock intensity to increase in the afternoon.
Song Shuhang turned around silently, leaned on the table, gritted his teeth and endured the pain of the electric shock.
"Hey, hey, Shuhang, you should ask for leave." Yang De worried, it didn't look like he was okay.
"Don't worry, it's really okay." Song Shuhang waved his hand.
This time, the electric shock of the catastrophe came and went quickly. It seems that Senior White discovered the wrongness of his left hand, took remedies for his left hand, and strengthened the defense of his left hand.
After about ten breaths, Venerable White put a note in his left hand.
With a thought, Song Shuhang transferred the note to the present world.
Sorry, little friend Shuhang. I just made a mistake and the nuclear bomb exploded. By the way, little friend Shuhang, do you have a computer by your side? Pass one over to me, it's a bit boring to brush the sky all the time, but I haven't collected the model of the nuclear bomb of the sky, so I'm not reconciled, so I want to brush for a while. So, you pass a computer over, I want to play games for a while, a stand-alone one is fine.
Song Shuhang: "..."
Is this really Venerable White transcending the calamity, or is the Heavenly Tribulation transcending Venerable White
Song Shuhang tore a piece of paper again and wrote: "I don't have a computer, but Senior Bai, you can play mobile games."
After writing, Shuhang sent the note to the world of robbery.
After a while, Venerable White replied: The phone was accidentally blown up during this wave of nuclear bomb attacks... Why don't you lend me yours. Exactly, last time I saw your phone screen cracked. After this catastrophe, we will each buy a new mobile phone, and then I will give you a magic modification of the mobile phone.
Song Shuhang looked at his mobile phone, and since his screen cracked a little last time, he has not repaired it for Senior White. In addition, after the robbery last night, his mobile phone was also damaged by the robbery, and it has been screened from time to time since the morning. Replace it with a new one.
Therefore, Song Shuhang first took out his mobile phone card from the phone, and the phone card seemed to be damaged, so he would have to find a time to replace it with a new one.
Song Shuhang then put the phone back in his pocket and took advantage of this time to send it to Venerable White.
After playing with the mobile phone, Senior White did not send any more notes in this class.
Song Shuhang could imagine that in the Heavenly Tribulation world, Senior White was playing a mobile game while brushing the Heavenly Tribulation. Well, it's good for Senior White to be happy.
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During the recess, Song Shuhang was bored and drew on the paper.
"What is Senior Brother Song painting?" Shi Luoli leaned over and looked curiously at the pattern on Song Shuhang's paper.
It looks like it looks like a huge flying sword. However, there are horizontal bars and vertical lines on the flying sword, I don't know what it is.
"I'm drawing a design." Song Shuhang said solemnly.
"Design drawing? A new flying sword?" Shi asked curiously.
"It's a treasured sword!" Song Shuhang replied in the form of 'sound transmission into secret'.
"Oh, what are those black lines on it?" Shi asked.
"It's the guardrail." Song Shuhang gave a thumbs up and said, "Don't you realize that after the flying sword is added to the guardrail, does it feel particularly secure when flying
Poem: "..."
Although it might not be a good way to describe Senior Brother Song, she really wanted to say: mdZZ.