After a night passed, the smell of magic power raging in the last night remained on Qingcheng Mountain.

The team that was originally responsible for cleaning the college was temporarily suppressed by Shang Huaijin. The professor said that if he was not busy cleaning, he would not only not busy cleaning, but also had to open the door, leaving a barrier for the storefront, just like the original college festival.

Everyone is welcome, as long as the ceremony is held smoothly.

This smell is kept to remind them of what happened. This is the deterrence of the academy's fake power, which is despicable but very necessary.

The whole mountain was as lively as the previous two days, but in this lively, the topics were always inseparable from a magical night.

"You said we won't keep our guard, if we appear again that night..."

"Even if we are stacked together, we can't create treasures like others, let alone others..."

As the two children walked, they soon arrived at the place where the ceremony began. This was the end of the college festival. There was no such link in the past few years. It was only this year that the commendation meeting was specially added for one person.

The man standing on the stage looked like he didn't have much hair from a distance, but he stood loose. He didn't take care of himself seriously at first glance. He was afraid that his beard would not shaved for a few days. If you say that he would accept the commendation, he was so unruly. Anyway, he was such a person, so what could he do?

The significance of this ceremony is clear: from now on, this battle suddenly rose, but attracted half of the power of the cultivation world to officially end, with Yi Ruchang's victory as the end.

Professor Shang, who was struggling his beard with a scorching sun, walked out.

He raised his hand and pressed all the noises in the audience, and then he said loudly: "Dear colleagues, I am here today for the sake of the monk Yiruchang.

Today, the ten old people were unable to attend for some reason, so I asked me to convey the commendation of the college to you—

Because you defeated the real murderer who had killed people recently and hundreds of evil monks who besieged Qingcheng Mountain on the night before, you also handed over the precious treasures you found to the academy for safekeeping and have moved into the academy's treasure house at this moment.

Hereby, the college awards you the title of "Enthian Cultivator". I hope you will continue to work hard and create more brilliant ideas.

After saying the cliché, Professor Shang carefully took the banner from Liu Sanbai's hand with a look of eating shit next to him. It was written on it that he was awarded the honorary title of "Energy Cultivator" to monk Yi Ruchang, and the signature was from the academy. It was so simple that it made people feel that it was like a fake one and a toy he made.

"Of course, in order to reward your heroic behavior, the college specially allocated 500 RMB from the 'Heroes Reward' as your reward. Come, Sanbai, hey, take it out." In the second half, Professor Shang Huaijin whispered to remind Liu Sanbai.

Liu Sanbai took out five wrinkled RMB from somewhere.

"you……"

Shang Huaijin was lucky enough to suppress his shocked and disgusted expression.

Liu Sanbai shook the money: It would be great if you have it. Here, where can I find 500 RMB? It's true.

He stroked his hand and it seemed like he had been ironed by an iron, and the money became flat.

Yi Ruchang has entered the interview mode over there: "I have to thank you for getting this title... Anyway, there are quite a few people, and the most important thing is that I, Yi Ruchang, is a person who does not pay attention to reputation. I hope you will mention this in the super-large font when recording my outstanding heroic deeds."

“Yes, yes, yes.”

The only young reporter in the audience shone his forehead, turned around and secretly spat.

Only those who are asleep can’t hear their snoring. Where did you come from saying that you don’t pay attention to reputation!

The people below were not calm. Whether they were evil cultivators who were mixed in the outer world, or observed through magical instruments, or hypocritical sects, they all looked at his arms.

It was complete, and he had no intention of weakness at all. Everything that happened that night was true, although they had confirmed it several times. Moreover, the treasure that had come in vain had already entered the academy's mouth.

It's really a mantis stalking cicadas. The damn academy is eating melons for nothing. They take the best treasures for themselves, but I don't know how they will use them in the future.

The academy and this boiled egg style named Yi undoubtedly made several sects that were secretly killed by Jiang Anzhi, and other sects that smelled fishy smell and under the banner of justice. But they all knew that the afterglow of the Golden Age was slapping them in the face again. If you want to go over, you may not be able to do so for the time being, and it will be difficult for decades.

Although the hyenas hate it for itchy teeth, at least they will not act rashly for the time being.

Liu Sanbai's cold snorting voices penetrated Yi Ruchang's ears. When he saw that the latter noticed him, he did not avoid it and directly sent a message into his ears: "Boy, you deliberately gave out treasures now, just to use the academy as your shield to deliberately tell you the world to avoid you from getting into trouble in the future.

That thing is still a waste now, and the most important thing is missing. Don’t think that I will be deceived and treasured like them.”

His ears moved, Yi Ruchang stretched out his fingers, compared them on his mouth, but did not answer, nor shook his head, but just smiled.

Smiling, you should be as cheap as you should be.

At this moment, the little girl in the audience pulled the sleeves of the boy next to her, raised her neck, and said in a crisp voice: "Hey, how long will it take? I have cervical spondylosis, and I'm hungry!"

Mo Li was almost dried into pickles and there was still some strength, but he just teased casually: "Where are your child's cervical spine? Hey, Ning, didn't you put a bag of rabbit jerky meat in the morning? You're so big that you finished eating?"

"Well, it's not enough to get between teeth." Ning Ning touched her stomach.

"..." Mo Li shook his head and sighed.

After thinking about it, they were really in vain to go to the commendation meeting. They were dissatisfied and said: "The reward is only 500. I'm afraid I'm going to eat noodles again this month. I'd better hunt secretly on the mountain and make some fleshy feeling to bring it back."

Hearing his words, the second uncle around him rolled his eyes gracefully, moved his parasol in the direction of the sun shifting, and then snorted coldly: "You are worried that he has no money, so you are idle."

"ah?"

Mo Li half opened his mouth, puzzled.

The second uncle is almost fainting. Why doesn’t Yi Ruchang tell my eldest nephew anything?

He pointed to the lazy man on the stage and explained: "You know that the evil cultivators he killed in one breath last night were all worthwhile. Better still, they were old prisoners, and they were even more valuable. Can he get a reward? It's more cramped!"

In Mo Li's surprise expression, the second uncle said to himself: "You didn't learn anything good if I sent you there? Or is it stupid and I don't know whose genes are?"

Mo Li took back his jaw and spoke back in a habitual manner: "Uncle II, is it good that you have a very similar gene to me?"

The second uncle showed a charming smile at the girls around him, then turned his head, changed his face immediately, and quickly taught his stupid nephew a lesson: "Nonsense, monkeys are still similar to your genes!

Oh, it's too hot, I have to leave, I'll go back to the store first. No one has looked at the store these two days, and I don't know how to do it."

As he said that, Uncle Er waved his robe and turned around without any nostalgia and left. When Mo Li remembered and said, "Don't Uncle Er wait for us?", Mo Yichuan had long disappeared.

Seeing the umbrella disappear, Yi Ruchang didn't notice whether the ceremony was over or not, so he squinted his eyes and looked at the sun. His eyes passed through the sun, looking at the dawn of Jiang Anzhi's departure.

After all, she did not leave in vain.

Jiang Anzhi, who has entered the Tao, gathered magic weapons with the power of his life, should have been a magical magic that has never been seen before. Among them, there are rules she created. It’s a pity that her magic power is still limited, which is not a wish that one person can fulfill.
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