my universal tinder

Chapter 477

Firecracker, Guangming Academy!

In broad daylight, the red sun hangs high, and a ray of light breaks through the sky and descends.

The huge roar immediately attracted the attention of many disciples.

"Nuclear airship...that is the nuclear airship of our Guangming School! Which adult is back?"

"Look at that big banner... Butian... That's Senior Brother Wang Qiong!"

"The butcher Wang Qiong... Holy crap... I heard that not long ago he massacred all directions in the northern border, and the disturbance was earth-shattering... Is it possible to get out of this situation?"

"As expected of Senior Brother Wang Qiong, he is dazzling everywhere and cannot be overwhelmed. I heard that even the leaders of the younger generation in the Northern Territory are not opponents."

All eyes became hot.

There are many admirers of Wang Qiong in the Guangming Academy, and some of them have even joined the God Slaughter Guild in Skynet.

Different from the Heaven Mending Guild, the God Slaughtering Guild is just a virtual organization, so there are not too many thresholds, and you can often join after passing the preliminary review.

But back then, Wang Qiong had already established a real God Slaughter Guild in the wasteland.

After he left, it was Yang Qi, Master Donkey and Fatty Luo were in charge of the overall situation. With the spirit nest magic circle and the purification magic circle, when Yang Qi left, the Slaughtering God Guild was already quite large.

Ever since Wang Qiong came back from "The Last Dharma Scripture", he asked Yang Qi to select talents from the Skynet and truly absorb them into the God Slaughter Guild.

In this matter, the Seventh Prince has been helping behind the scenes. After all, he is the vice president of the God Slaughter Guild in name.

rumbling...

The nuclear spaceship has completely descended.

Wang Qiong came out, and with a wave of his hand, put the nuclear flying boat into the fire ring.

With this treasure, it is indeed much more convenient.

Except for many extremely dangerous impasses, nuclear airships can almost reach them.

"It's really Senior Brother Wang Qiong. I was lucky enough to meet him once outside Tianwang Mountain in the early Wangji Festival. Although it was far away, he was as charming as a demon, and I will never forget it."

"After the First King's Sacrifice, isn't Senior Brother Wang Qiong being wanted? How dare you come back?"

"Idiot, at this moment, at that moment, Senior Brother Wang Qiong created the Butian Guild and attacked the masters of the Guangming Palace. Behind him was King Tianwu, the Seventh Prince, and His Majesty the Emperor Qin. fan."

Some people sneered, the so-called time has changed, Wang Qiong back then was just a rising star who had no one to rely on.

But after returning from the wasteland, he took the line of King Tianwu.

On Dongling Mountain, the Butian Guild appeared before the eyes of the world for the first time, and Wang Qiong even killed countless masters of the Guangming Palace with the spirit of wasteland and abandonment.

The appearance of the Seventh Prince added to his power.

The Emperor Qin's decree let the world know that this young man is no longer a lonely soul who can be manipulated at will and hunted all over the world.

Behind him, there is a huge energy.

Since then, the attitude of Guangming Academy has been inclined towards Wang Qiong.

"Recently, the academy has been a little too abnormal. It seems that all the people sent by the Guangming Palace have been driven away."

Someone whispered, seeing Wang Qiong, and thinking about the recent actions of Guangming Academy, he felt weird everywhere.

At this time, even a fool can see that Xinhuo seems to be deliberately keeping a distance from the Guangming Temple, and even draws a clear line.

"Nonsense, are these things you can talk about?"

At this moment, a senior disciple shouted sharply.

When the disciples heard the words, their expressions changed one after another, and they hurriedly fell silent.

"The atmosphere at Firecracker is a little tense."

Along the way, Wang Qiong looked at the Guangming Academy, and it seemed a little different.

Faintly, a huge energy fluctuation came from the depths of the mountain, as if a kind of power was recovering.

Wang Qiong came directly to the back mountain.

"Young man, what a good material."

An old voice sounded faintly from behind.

Wang Qiong turned around and looked, on the stone steps, an old man was sweeping the floor, his brows trembled slightly, his cloudy eyes sparkled, and his eyes fell on him, as if they had been nailed, and it was difficult to move.

"Senior has a good eye." Wang Qiong glanced at it and said with a smile, but he was secretly vigilant.

This is the headquarters of the Guangming Academy, and no one should underestimate it, especially the old guys, the older they are, the more vigilant they should be.

You know, this kind of old guy is either really mediocre, otherwise, if you step on it, you will be a pit, the bottomless kind.

"You're welcome, little guy." The old sweeper grinned.

"The seniors do have good eyesight, and the juniors naturally don't need to be falsely modest." Wang Qiong said.

Among the younger generation, his aptitude is indeed considered a good material. After only three years in the Black Blade Butcher's, he has brought out his hidden great potential by killing pigs and selling meat.

In two years, everyone in the world knows.

If Wang Qiong is not a good material, I am afraid that few people can afford such an evaluation.

"It would be a pity if such a good material is not used to refine medicine."

Suddenly, the voice of the old man sweeping the floor became excited, and the thin palm had reached Wang Qiong's shoulder at some point.

"You..." Wang Qiong's expression changed slightly, and the strange words of the old man echoed in his mind.

Alchemy?This old guy wants to use him to refine medicine?
hum...

At this moment, the precious bone in Wang Qiong's body vibrated involuntarily, his blood roared, and there was a faint sound of chanting sutras, but the vision was a bit like the third prince's Brahma bone.

"The treasure bone has been born, it really is a good material for refining medicine."

The old man sweeping the floor licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes glowed green, as if he wanted to eat people.

"Refine the heaven and earth pill, and then you will know that I am a pill..."

The old man who swept the floor laughed and sang loudly, his eyes seemed to have peeled Wang Qiong up and down with a big hand, and he had a thorough look inside and out.

hum...

At this moment, the bell rang like thunder, resounding through the world.

On the firewood volcano, a ray of light soared into the sky, shaking the sky.

"Please also raise your hands high, old man, it's too early for this little guy."

A contemptuous voice resounded, and almost at the same moment, the pressure around Wang Qiong dissipated immediately.

"A rare material, if it is a pill, it can be called the best." The old sweeper murmured.

"He still can't afford your old spiritual stove."

While speaking, a figure appeared in front of Wang Qiong, blocking him.

"Grand Priest!" Wang Qiong was puzzled, looked at Wang Xuangang, and then glanced at the old sweeper in the distance.

"It's really petty, a rare material."

The old man sweeping the floor sighed, and when the sound fell, he was already seven feet away.

"Those who are only rulers can make medicines. It's really not that many."

The old man sweeping the floor stopped for a while, turned his head and took a deep look at Wang Qiong, reluctantly, as if regretting.

Wang Xuanzang looked at the direction where the old man disappeared, he was relieved just now, and slowly turned around, looking at Wang Qiong with deep meaning.

"I really don't know whether to say you are lucky or unlucky!"

"Grand Priest, who is that?" Wang Qiong couldn't help asking.

(End of this chapter)