The strongest college of the heavens

"Our purpose? Our next purpose is to deal with zombies and ghosts,"

Shen Wen smiled slightly.

Because zombies and ghosts can be exchanged for credits in the All-heaven Academy, the museum of the All-heaven Academy needs certain zombies and ghosts as exhibits.

Moreover, students of other cultivation systems will often enter the zombie world for similar courses in the future.

"It seems that the news is going to be sent back to Maoshan."

Jiu Shu secretly said in his heart.

The influx of such a powerful force into the cultivation world will definitely cause huge waves.

"I don't know how they deal with ghosts?"

Uncle Jiu was a little curious.

Physical means have no effect on ghosts, and, without special means, even ghosts cannot be seen.

"Could it be that warriors can develop a pair of eyes that see ghosts? Or can they perceive ghosts?"

"Uncle Jiu, there should be a good show to watch tonight, I wonder if you are interested in watching it together?"

At this moment, a strange arc was drawn at the corner of Shen Wen's mouth, and he invited.

"Good show? Then I will definitely go."

Uncle Jiu pondered for a moment, then nodded.

Now he also wants to know more about the methods of Shen Wen and others.

At the same time, he was secretly curious about what good show Shen Wen invited him to watch.

Without the zombie disaster, Uncle Jiu's two apprentices were as usual. Qiu Sheng was in Yizhuang during the day and returned at night, and Wen Cai continued to guard the room where the coffins were piled up.

"Okay, the study of zombies is temporarily put aside, you should get in touch with ghosts."

Shen Wen, who had been observing Qiu Sheng's situation with the purple seal, notified Zhang Sanfeng and others who were still experimenting in the room.

"Let's go, take Uncle Nine with you."

After everyone gathered, Shen Wen said something, and the figure disappeared in place, and the others quickly followed.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Uncle Jiu, who was brought by Zhang Sanfeng, had a dazed expression on his face. He felt the whistling wind in his ears, as if he was riding the wind and flying against the sky, and felt a little horrified in his heart.

Taoist priests are strong in spells. If they don't have magic tools and charms, they can deal with a few people with bare hands.

However, the strength displayed by Zhang Sanfeng and others can easily defeat ordinary people with one enemy.

They can influence not only the cultivation world, but even the secular world.

Thinking about how much sensation these warriors, who could dodge bullets by themselves, would cause such a stir in the secular world, Uncle Jiu's heart became more and more dignified.

The appearance of these people is very likely to influence the direction of the world, and even the direction of the world.

One such warrior is not scary, what if there are a hundred?How about a thousand?Or even 1?

If a group of warriors who can fly over the roof and walk over walls, infiltrate a country and wreak havoc, Uncle Jiu would feel his scalp go numb just thinking about it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Accompanied by the sound of shifting, the figures of Shen Wen and his party stopped, which brought Uncle Jiu back to his senses.

Everyone saw a woman with good looks, a little makeup, and long black hair. She said eagerly to the watchman, "Molest me."

"What? You asked me to tease you?"

"Yes, hurry up and tease me."

"You XX, you want me to lose my life at the end of the festival, no."

Then everyone saw the watchman's righteous refusal.

"This woman is a ghost."

Uncle Nine's face turned cold, and he reminded.

"We've met before."

Zhang Sanfeng and the others nodded lightly.

They saw with their own eyes four little ghosts carrying a red sedan chair, and the female ghost in red sitting inside was the woman in front of them.

"This"

Uncle Jiu wanted to ask something, but when he saw the female ghost waving her hands, the watchman's body uncontrollably approached the female ghost, passively doing indescribable things.

"Help! Help!"

The teachers and students of Zhutian Academy had vaguely guessed the target of the female ghost.

When they saw this female ghost before, she secretly followed Jiu Shu's apprentice, Qiu Sheng.

Then everyone saw Uncle Jiu's apprentice, Qiu Sheng passing by on a bicycle, and after hearing the call for help, he rushed over quickly.

The next scene is exactly as the ghost imagined, Qiu Sheng staged a scene of a hero saving the beauty, and even personally sent the ghost back home.

"No, Qiusheng is fascinated by a female ghost."

Uncle Jiu's complexion changed drastically, and he planned to run back to Yizhuang to get the magic weapon, but he was stopped by two arms just as he turned around.

"Uncle Jiu, things have come to this point, can we stop?"

Yue Buqun said with a straight face.

"Besides, your apprentice took off his pants, so you let him watch you catch ghosts?"

Uncle Jiu, "".

"If I don't save Qiusheng, I'm afraid Qiusheng will die."

Uncle Jiu wanted to break free, but was firmly stopped.

"Uncle Nine, this female ghost has taken a fancy to Qiu Sheng, so she definitely won't take his life."

"When everything is over, we will buy some more supplements for your apprentice, so that he can take supplements."