289. Chapter 289 Stealing the Dragon and Turning the Phoenix 2
"What about the one-eyed dragon?" After feeling disgusted, Yang Di glanced at the tall old man who was obviously wearing a fake eye among the three big figures, "Is he the Song Liao school director you mentioned?
What’s the origin?”
"He used to be a gangster, but later he was cleared. It is said that he learned some strange armor-defying skills, read people's feng shui, and told fortunes. He was very successful. Many big guys in Huahai City are his patrons!" Ke Kangquan whispered!
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Yang Di was silent. That person was very extraordinary. He gave people an illusion of reality and could not see clearly.
"This Song and Liao people advocated private carving up of the nine ancient altars." Ke Kangquan added.
"Um."
Yang Di nodded, this was not surprising.
The one-eyed fortune teller may really have two brushes. He may not recognize that the ancient altar contains spiritual fluid, but he must know that the thing is extraordinary.
Afterwards, several people did not want to watch the old principal and Liu Zhengqing arguing with three powerful guys, so they walked over immediately.
"Principal Gongsun, let's go. If they have any dissatisfaction, they can tell it to the school board in person." Ke Kang stepped forward with a calm face and spoke calmly.
"Let's go!" Liu Zhengqing waved his sleeves and had no patience to fight with these three guys.
Gongsun Xiukong nodded, not wanting to continue talking nonsense.
But as soon as the two old men left, the tall, thin, one-eyed fortune teller pointed his finger at someone, blocked his way, and coldly snorted: "Boy, I heard that you were the one who took the lead in the violence."
"It's me." Yang Di said expressionlessly, "What's wrong?"
Xianyin also happened to raise her head, her beautiful eyes emitting an icy cold light.
Song Liao's body trembled, and his spine felt chilly. He instinctively took a few steps back, his Adam's apple squirming, and he said with a smile: "No...it's nothing..."
Yang Di was too lazy to pay attention. He took Xianyin and the old principal and others and quickly left the campus.
The backs of a group of people disappeared under the street lights on campus.
The fortune teller Song Liao stood there in a daze, with a layer of cold sweat oozing out from his forehead. When he reached out and touched it, it was all cold. In an instant, the only intact eyeball was filled with fear.
Wang Tianming and Xiao Hongsheng seemed to have noticed something, and their faces were a little gloomy, but they didn't say anything to each other and retreated.
Because from the beginning, the three major camps headed by three people had conflicting ideas regarding the disposal of those ancient altars...
At the fork in the road in front of the teaching building, Yang Di took three bamboo sticks from Xianyin and handed them to Principal Gongsun, Liu Zhengqing, and Ke Kangquan.
"Don't worry about what this is, it can save lives at critical moments!" Yang Di said.
It is a "talisman" engraved by Xianyin. Once the person holding it is severely attacked by an external force, it can release divine power.
As the problems involved in the nine ancient altars become more and more complicated, parties like the old principal and others are undoubtedly in a very dangerous situation.
But it was obviously impossible for him to stay with the three of them all the time. Out of good intentions, that was all he could do.
"Hmm." The three old principals put them away without asking any more questions.
What they had seen and heard before had already made them aware of the horror at this level. The things Yang Di gave must have deep meaning.
On the way back, Xianyin suddenly turned her wrist, and like magic, a small milky-white porcelain bottle appeared in her delicate hand.
"Giggle! Here you go!" She stretched it out in front of someone in a flattering manner and shook it, as if she was offering a treasure.
"Yeah." After Yang Di took it, he felt guilty for a while and quickly put it in his pocket like a thief and touched his nose.
What was contained there was naturally the spirit base liquid. At the moment when the ancient altar was sealed, the fairy sister, under his instruction, made a trick and took away a lot of the spirit base liquid in the ancient altar.
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However, even Yang Di himself didn't see the move so fast, and the fairy sister succeeded in the blink of an eye.
Don't look at the milky white porcelain bottle, which is only two inches long. In fact, the mysterious runes that Xianyin has engraved on the bottle in advance turn an ordinary small porcelain bottle into a magic weapon that contains the universe.
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Right now, at least half of the spiritual fluid in that ancient altar fell into someone's hands.
Of course, the weight of that ancient altar must have been accurately weighed by those suspicious school directors using modern technology.
In order to prevent his deeds from being exposed, Yang Di asked Xianyin to take away half of the spiritual base liquid and also add an equal weight of pure water.
This approach not only deceives people, but also does not affect the divinity of the jar of spiritual fluid, it is just diluted...
Under the street lights on the street outside the community, Yang Di soon saw another familiar figure.
As a result, this time, Zong Xun's cross-eyed eyes saw that he was accompanied by a peerless beauty. Without thinking, he turned around and ran away, as if he had seen a ghost. He ran so coquettishly.
"Are you going to catch him?" Xianyin raised her head and glanced into the distance.
"want!"
Yang Di nodded, determined to stop the Taoist man and interrogate him.
If it was a few days ago, Yang Di was too lazy to talk to that guy, but now it can't be done. Such a big thing happened at Huahai University. It is necessary to confirm whether the existence of those spiritual base fluids has been known to people in the Taoist sect.
Yang Di has always been vigilant towards this organization among contemporary monks that claims to be "decent people". He has no choice but to watch too many martial arts TV series, and he is afraid of being tricked.
"Hey~~~"
When Xianyin saw him nodding, his figure swept out, a gust of wind blew, and disappeared.
"Sweat! It seems to be even more powerful than Lingbo Weibu!" Yang Di complained, what kind of strength is this? You can't even see the trajectory. Divine walking? It's so awesome!
A few minutes later, Xianyin turned back gracefully. Under the dim street lights, a figure lowered her head and followed closely behind her. She wanted to be as honest as she could, not even daring to fart.
"Zong Taoist, we meet again." Yang Di greeted him with a smile, stood on the side of the road, and joked.
"Haha, yes, yes, what a coincidence!" Zong Xun nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, and said with a smile: "We are all members of the same Taoist movement, so there is no need for 'Taoist Master', just call each other 'taoist friend'
Can!"
He was already running very fast just now. He even secretly used a magical footwork taught by his ancestors to win the 100-meter dash championship. It was no big problem.
Unfortunately, before I could run very far, when I turned the corner, a white light flashed in front of my eyes, and suddenly, there was a graceful and beautiful figure blocking the front.
The young woman didn't speak at that time, but an extremely terrifying aura had firmly locked onto him. The pressure was so strong that it made his heart tremble. He was so frightened that he didn't even think about resisting, so he followed him back obediently.