Song Ming immediately activated the space robbery, with the goal of the black dragon's spiritual roots, and met the three major conditions of "close distance", "unpreparedness" and "requiring spiritual power".

[Ding - System prompt: The other party has no spiritual roots and cannot be forced to seize it.]

"No spiritual roots? Then the heart."

[Ding - System prompt: The other party has no heart and cannot force it.]

"No heart? Then the stomach wall."

[Ding - System prompt: The opponent's stomach wall has defensive ability and cannot be forced to take it away.]

"Fuck, is this black dragon a robot?"

Seeing that he could not kill the black dragon through "equipment snatch", Song Ming chose to seize the old man's long sword, and then used the sword to directly pierce the black dragon from the inside.

[Ding - System prompt: The long sword is transformed by the spiritual power of the old man, and it is not physical and cannot be seized!]

"Damn, I'm really a dog!"

There is no way, the trick of space grabbing cannot be used.

The old man gradually fell into a disadvantage, and it was difficult to maintain a complete right hand anymore, and the engraved spiritual patterns became increasingly dimmer.

Song Ming quickly swallowed a spirit-recovering pill, trying his best to keep his body from digesting by stomach acid. Then he climbed all the way in the black dragon's stomach to avoid the super-concentrated stomach acid around the old man. Finally, he found the sword called "Qian Yu Ji" in the black dragon's intestines.

Without saying a word, Song Ming pulled out the scabbard, held the hilt tightly, and stabbed the black dragon in the abdomen with a sword.

With a swish, a crack in the sword suddenly cracked.

In this moment—

The old man's spiritual root flashed and he drilled out through the gap.

The next second, the spiritual pattern decomposed and the blue light lit up, illuminating the entire stomach bag. At the same time, Song Ming stopped digesting by gastric acid. On the contrary, the black dragon's stomach wall began to be "digested". No, the digestion was not very accurate, to be precise-

The black dragon is being brewed into wine step by step!

Because what the old man carved on the black dragon's stomach wall was a series of "wine-making" spiritual patterns!

In the blink of an eye, the black dragon disappeared, leaving Song Ming alone standing in the grass forest, his whole body was wet with turbid wine. Fortunately, the wine was very fragrant, which made people smell it and refreshing.

...

In front of him, the old man had recovered his body and stood on the huge rock. The whole black dragon was brewed into fine wine by the old man and put it in the wine pot at his waist.

"The way of heaven is always there, and the way of humanity is thousands, but no one knows the name of the mediocre--Young man, tell me your name?"

Song Ming was stunned and clarified his mind a little. That is to say, the old man was quite arrogant, and he finally hugged the old man's thigh. At the same time, because he saved the old man's life, he was extremely confident at this time:

"No, I saved you, tell me your name first."

The old man gently stroked his white beard, turned sideways, took off the wine pot and drank a sip, and his eyes were filled with melancholy:

"Is this my real name? I don't remember it anymore. Underwater village, this is the name of my hometown. If you don't mind the words, just treat it as my name."

Song Ming tried his best to digest every word the old man said, both shocked and confused, but his face was calm and he only said his name lightly:

"Songming."

The old man turned around and looked at Song Ming with his eyes as confused as wine:

"I'm waiting for someone."

Song Ming's momentary expectation was just like the blooming of pear trees in one night:

"Who are you waiting for?"

The old man pointed to the long sword held by Song Ming:

"The man who can pull the sword in your hand."

Song Ming disagreed:

"Do you think I'm stupid? This is just transformed by your spiritual power. Take out your real big sword and let me try it."

The old man picked up the wine pot and shook it:

"It is not simple to see at your level. This sword is indeed a test sword made of spiritual power. Although it is unfortunately pulled away by a useless man, it also confirms your strong fortune. I am not talented and opened a private school somewhere in this universe. If you add you, you will have enough seven disciples."

Song Ming was stunned for a while:

"Private school? But you didn't ask me for my opinion."

The old man turned his back and looked up at the moon:

"I saw it."

Song Ming was confused and thought to himself, what did you mean to see? Does this old man want to force his disciples?

His eyes wandered and soon discovered-

Among the seven red stars behind the old man, the last dark red dotted star gradually became real and soon became exactly the same as the other six, and combined together to form a brilliance.

"Come on really?"

Song Ming suddenly felt that he might be lucky, but he was always suspicious and asked continuously:

"Is the cost of your private school expensive? What is the admission rate? Will the distribution be made after graduation? And... I don't have to study compulsory education for me, so I have to enter your private school! Could it be a pyramid scheme organization, right?"

The old man smiled slightly:

"Anyone who goes against the heavens must first follow the way of heaven. None of my six disciples is as weak as you, so when you go to school first, you must reach level 400 or something. Let's discuss the question you just asked."

Song Ming's system could not determine the spirit level of the old man or the black dragon, but the embarrassing appearance of the old man being swallowed by an injured black dragon made him a little suspicious.

The spiritual level of the spiritual realm is topped by 999 (saint monk). In the 90,000-year compulsory education, level 400+ is at the level of college or above. Since you can go to college, who still wants to have a private school?

Where did this old man get such confidence?

Thinking of this, Song Mingtian asked shamelessly:

"Since you want to accept me as your disciple, should you teach me a magical skill first, or give me a magical artifact that can save your life at any time? Is there any?"

"Didn't I give it to you?"

"This big sword?"

The old man waved his white sleeves, and the long sword held by Song Ming instantly turned into a faint seven-star spiritual pattern, which was engraved in his palm. Among the seven-star spiritual pattern, six stars were light red, and only the last one was deep red, representing Song Ming's identity.

"This spiritual pattern is a proof of your identity. There is probably a little bit of residual spiritual power left on it, which is almost enough for you to have fun."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Song Ming hurriedly shouted:

"You're leaving now? At least take me out of here."

The old man waved his white sleeves, and a dark sphere rotating counterclockwise suddenly appeared in front of him, about the size of a gate, probably similar to a wormhole gate.

While drinking, he walked into the space door without looking back. After leaving only one sentence, he disappeared in front of Song Ming's eyes with the space door.

"If you don't even have the ability to leave here, you'd better take it as soon as possible."

"Dog belt?"

Song Ming breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down his emotions, and clarified his current ideas.

He met an old man and a black dragon while running away, and then helped the old man kill the black dragon. The old man rewarded himself with a "Didi Xuesen Card" saying that he could become his seventh student, and then the old man left...

Then the old man left...

Then the old man left...

The old man left...

The head left...

Just left...

Leaving...

It's...

Song Ming had just arrived in this world for only a month and made a big news for his life, so he was trapped in Jurassic Park.

In this area, there are many hunters or pirates who can make noise in the entire solar system. There are not a hundred or dozens of people who can kill Song Ming in a single fight, not to mention that everyone wants to surround him and kill him... I finally encountered adventures and saviors halfway, but the savior just left like this... Without magical powers and artifacts, there is a spiritual pattern with some residual spiritual power left--

"Damn, this old man trusts me!"

And on the other side-

With the joint advancement of hunter ships and special police fighters, the most dangerous group of poisonous blade dragons in Jurassic Park was gradually broken through, and Song Ming was surrounded by enemies and was in a desperate situation.

Obviously, it was too late to find a hole at this time.

"Well, since you, the old man, trust me so much, I trust your trust in me, so I will just show you how much you want to show me. You said that this little spiritual power is almost enough for me to have fun. OK, then I will show you how to show me!"

Thinking of this, Song Ming simply replaced the Xuanyan mecha, and an arrow took off at a speed, hanging under the stars, and above the ships, turning the system to the amplification mode, shouting from the sky:

"I am here, who dares to fight?"

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Preview: Chapter 0021, Humanoids will never be slaves (end of the chapter)
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