The rebirth of the ancient sword fairy in Gaowu City

Chapter 180 Goodbye Lin Qinger (Part [-])
"Wrapping... How long do you want to wrap it?" The bearded instructor stuttered.

"On an annual basis, only I can enter this room from now on, not even the principal. Calculate how many credits you need for a year."

Song Qiuchen walked directly inside.

"This... There is no such precedent in our school."

"I'll ask the school leader for instructions."

The bearded man hurried back to the office to make a phone call.

Not long after, he came back with a strange expression on his face.

"Student Song, the old principal has given special instructions, and I can completely follow your request."

"As for the credits, five thousand credits a year is enough."

Song Qiuchen nodded, this should be a specially approved discount.

There is no free lunch in Wuhan University, everything has to be exchanged according to merit and credits.

He had looted from everywhere, such as the treasures looted from Lieyang Sword Sect and Longpan Holy Land.

Just take out a little bit of money, and exchange for [-] credits.

So he didn't feel bad at all.

Walk into the private room prepared for him.

Song Qiuchen sat naked in the soup pond.

Feeling the scorching hot spring exuding a strong medicinal fragrance, gradually soaking his upper body.

Here are all hot springs brought up from the underground, with a hint of aura.

Combined with the concoction of more than a dozen old medicines brewed by Wuhan University, it can be said to benefit the body refiner a lot.

Of course, for Song Qiuchen.

The medical power and heat of this medicated bath hot spring are far from enough.

Plop plop.

He added more than a dozen elixir liquids that he had brewed.

Immediately, the fragrance of the medicine in the air spread greatly, and the potency of the medicine increased sharply.

Finally, Song Qiuchen picked up the jade bottle.

Added a little dragon's blood.

Immediately, stabbed, the hot spring of the medicinal liquid boiled rapidly, the power of the medicinal liquid began to become violent, the heat increased rapidly, and there was a faint trace of the power of a real dragon coming from the hot spring.

Song Qiuchen began to close his eyes and meditate.

Use the high-temperature medicinal solution added with the blood of the real dragon to temper his body.

He is currently on the sixth floor of God Demon Body Refining Art, but he is not in a hurry to break through to the seventh floor.

Instead, I hope that on the basis of the sixth floor, the power of the physical body will be increased, and the power of the real dragon will be added to the physical body.

A few days later, the medicinal hot spring with dragon blood was exhausted.

Song Qiuchen came out of the fire element training area.

Go straight to the spiritual power training hall.

Begin to visualize the third Chaos Demon God Aspect.

A few days later, he woke up from the meditation, and then went back to the medicated hot spring to temper his body.

And so on and so forth.

A month has passed.

In the spiritual power training hall.

Behind Song Qiuchen, the third phantom of Chaos Demon God flashed past and merged with his body.

He stood up slowly and walked out of the training hall.

Leap into the sky.

He punched out with a bang.

Immediately, a hundred-foot black dragon appeared in the air, exuding the sound of a vivid dragon chant, biting forward and piercing the space.

The dragon's prestige oscillated for a long time.

"The power of the fist turns into a real dragon, it can be said that it is almost solid."

"But it's not powerful enough."

Song Qiuchen thought to himself.

Standing in mid-air, watching the real dragon transformed by his punching power is still flying in the air.

After a long time, it gradually dissipated.

Song Qiuchen looked inside himself, and saw that the meridians in his body were already flowing with the power of a real dragon.

"The dragon's blood tempering body needs to be persisted for a long time."

"Of course, it would be great if there was a drop of pure true dragon blood."

But the treasure of true dragon blood essence is hard to come by, so you can only think about it.

In the next few days, Song Qiuchen mainly sacrificed and refined some of the treasures he had obtained before.

For example, the cyan round shield, and the quaint bronze bell obtained from Longpan Holy Land.

The last one is the long sword obtained from the Red Dragon Patriarch.

This red Youlong Sword has reached the level of a magic weapon.

Inferior magic weapon.

Song Qiuchen wanted to forge it again, and then completely sacrificially refined it for his own use.

unconsciously.

It's already mid to late October.

Office of the President of Donghai Wuda University.

"This time the Donghua Kingdom Martial Arts Delegation."

"Mainly young warriors participate."

"Our East China Sea Wuhan University has selected three people."

"It's you."

"Madman Chu, Yan Lengyue, and Song Qiuchen."

Principal Feng Haoyu glanced at the three people standing in front of him.

Kuangren Chu is a tall young man with a face full of rebellion, with wild long hair and a deep scar on his face.

Yan Lengyue, on the other hand, was a beautiful woman with a glamorous expression, her eyes were picturesque but stern.

Chu Kuangren is the president of the Madman Martial Arts Club, and Yan Lengyue is the president of the Lengyue Martial Arts Club. Both of them have graduated from senior year, and both of them have just broken through the early stage of the seventh rank not long ago. He studied in the first year of graduate school with a high stipend, and planned to stay in school as a tutor.

In fact, under the current situation, they graduate to go to the Armed Forces Control Bureau or the military, the investigation department and so on.

Relatively speaking, the two prefer to stay in Wuhan University.

"The three of you are the outstanding young warriors of Donghua Country, and they are also the pride of our East China Sea Martial Arts University. This martial arts exchange meeting is an opportunity for you to shine."

Principal Feng said, his eyes resting on Song Qiuchen.

A meaningful smile appeared.

As long as there is this great god, it will be stable, and no one can overshadow the limelight of Donghai Wuda.

Imperial International Airport.

"Principal Feng, oops, long time no see, I miss you so much." Followed by a seemingly warm greeting.

President Lu De of Huaqing Wuhan University greeted him "enthusiastically".

"Principal Lu, we just met at the meeting of the Ministry of Education two days ago." Principal Feng Haoyu said directly without giving the other party any face.

This guy is always complaining overtly and secretly in front of Minister Peng of the Ministry of Education that he is too biased towards the resources of Donghai Wuhan University.

Principal Feng was upset when he saw him.

Principal Lu De's face was slightly embarrassed.

Seeing Song Qiuchen behind Feng Haoyu in a blink of an eye, his expression changed again.

Hey, this time it is estimated that Dong Haiwu is making a big splash again.

"Han Tong, we all know Madman Chu and Yan Lengyue."

"That kid in the back is the Song Qiuchen you often mentioned, doesn't he look very ordinary?"

At this time, the three student warriors of Huaqing Martial Arts University were none other than Han Tong back then, and there were two other youths who were also the first-ranked warriors of the seventh rank.

In previous sessions, Huaqing Wuda and Donghai Wuda were about the same in strength.

And the last aura tide in the north, the two caught up at that time.

So it's not surprising that these two people can also reach the early stage of the seventh rank, after all, they were also the top geniuses in the country back then.

"Yes, that's him." Han Tong's eyes showed fear.

At this time, a voice like a silver bell sounded.

"Mr. Song!"

A beautiful figure suddenly ran in front of Song Qiuchen.

It was Lin Qing'er who hadn't seen her for a long time.

She was wearing a long lake green dress, with a brilliant face, looking at Song Qiuchen excitedly.

"Well, hello." Song Qiuchen nodded lightly.

I felt a little strange, although Lin Qing'er hadn't seen her for more than a year and had reached the fifth rank of martial arts, but she was still ordinary in Donghua country, so she was qualified to participate in the Bishuixing Martial Arts Exchange Meeting.

Lin Qing'er seemed to have guessed his thoughts.

"Don't underestimate people." She said angrily.

As soon as she raised her hand, a small ball of light suddenly appeared in the jade hand, shining with traces of electric light.

(End of this chapter)