"Brush..." Without any signs, a pen on Xu Zhi's desk suddenly flew out and drew an arc in the air, stabbing Jiang Wei like a sharp arrow!

"Blow..." Jiang Wei was already exhaling, waving his right fist, but when he heard a slight sound of a burst of air in the air, his fist turned into a shadow and hit Biying... However, before her fist fell, the stroke lightly flew to the ceiling in the air with a high rushing path, and then rushed towards Jiang Wei like a gliding plane.

Jiang Yan was not panicked at all. The fist he punched was raised up, like a peacock spreading his wings, and his hands raised airflow at the same time. Xu Zhi hurriedly wanted to activate the ballpoint pen to fly high again, but the shadow of the fist and the airflow had blocked the space near the ballpoint pen. With a "bang", the ballpoint pen was actually beaten into pieces by Jiang Yan.

However, Jiang Wei's face did not show any joy. Her eyes were like ice and asked, "How many beams are heavy in the mountains, how many curves are folded?"

"Stop asking him, it's useless!" Jiang Zibo smiled, "He is different from us."

"Oh? Could it be that the leaves fall for how long?" Jiang Wei was stunned and said, "It doesn't look like it!"

"No..." Xu Zhiyan shook his head.

Jiang Wei's face changed and he said, "That is the Buddha's light shining and the holy sound will last forever! Jiang Zibo, what do you mean?"

"Sweat!" Jiang Zibo waved his hand quickly, "You're thinking a little bit. Do you think Xu Zhi may practice the Buddha's light and the holy sound forever?"

"Then...what is he practicing!" This time it was Jiang Wei's turn, for no reason, "Can she still practice the immortal way?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Wei's expression was shocked and he finally understood. Jiang Zibo had never made it clear and never explained. He just wanted to think about it here?

"Impossible, impossible!" Jiang Yan shook his head apart, "How can anyone in this world practice the immortal path?"

"I didn't believe it two days ago!" Jiang Zibo's goal was achieved, so he smiled, "But now I believe it. Moreover, I can tell you clearly that I will soon be able to break through the three Chens and enter the four Chens!"

"How is that possible?" Jiang Wei's face became more surprised and shouted, "You were three Chens like me before. It's only been a few months. You... are you going to enter four Chens?"

Jiang Zibo shrugged, walked to Xu Zhi and patted Xu Zhi with his hand, and smiled and said, "Isn't this a mascot appearing?"

"I don't understand!" Jiang Wei was still puzzled, "Even if Xu Zhi practices the immortal path, how can he help you with the different paths he takes from us?"

"You have to swear blood first!" Jiang Zibo closed his smile and said seriously, "This matter is related to Xu Zhi's life, and I dare not tell you easily."

"This..." Jiang Wei hesitated a little, as if blood was not an easy thing.

Xu Zhizi was embarrassed and waved his hand quickly and said, "Forget it, I have agreed anyway, and it doesn't matter if I don't swear blood."

As Xu Zhi finished speaking, Jiang Wei suddenly raised the thumb of his left hand and put it in his mouth and bit it. But he saw blood coming out of his fingers like a scallion. "Ah?" Xu Zhi screamed in surprise, but Jiang Wei did not neglect. He raised his hand again, pressed his thumb against his eyebrows, closed his eyes and muttered: "The ancestors of the Jiang family are above, and his disciple Jiang Wei swears blood here. For Xu Zhi's affairs... If the disciple violates the five thunders, the heaven and earth will be killed!"

As Jiang Wei's voice fell, the blood flow that had been left behind Jiang Wei's nose suddenly trembled, and strands of blood-colored texture protruded in the blood stains, and in a moment it turned into an inexplicable rune shape. Before the blood light of Xu Zhi's rune cave disappeared into Jiang Wei's snow-white skin.

When Jiang Wei closed his fingers, his eyebrows were still white, without a trace of blood! It was extremely strange.

"Your sister!" The voice of the weapon spirit suddenly rang in Xu Zhi's heart, "This... what interface is this earth? How could it be a prophecy? Why did I suddenly get confused? Is this too messy?"

Xu Zhi was about to speak when suddenly the cell phone in his pocket rang. After Xu Zhi took the phone, he smiled bitterly: "Jiang Zibo, Jiang Wei, you guys talk here, I have to leave first, my mentor is here..."

"Your instructor?" Jiang Weiqi said, "You have a mentor when you were just a freshman?"

"Don't pay attention to him and let him go!" Jiang Zibo waved his hand, "He has a brain, and he won't learn a little more headache. I'll tell you carefully..."

Xu Zhi put his notebook in, thought for a while, and put it in his backpack, nodded at Jiang Zibo and Jiang Yan, and hurried away.

"Jiang Wei, this is the thing!" Jiang Zibo's voice sounded behind Xu Zhi, "We two met a unique immortal fate, this opportunity... We may only have this time in our life. If we can seize it, we may have the opportunity to participate in the election..."

"God's Choice? What is that?" Xu Zhi listened casually, but didn't take it seriously. He didn't care about any of the choices of heaven and earth. The purpose of his cultivation was to save his life.

When Xu Zhi arrived at the Fourth Department, Meng Guangqi had not arrived yet. He saw some publicity signs placed next to the door of the department building, either saying "Warmly welcome the famous doctor Professor Meng Guangqi to our school as a visiting professor", or saying "Welcome the famous doctor to join the School of Economics and Trade". When he arrived in the classroom, a banner was posted on the blackboard, "The two famous doctors in the two schools join forces to revitalize the inheritance of traditional Chinese medicine."

Some students had already sat in the classroom, and while they were whispering, they also took books. Xu Zhichu, most of the books were novels, and very few were related to traditional Chinese medicine.

"You are here..." Seeing Xu Zhi come in, Murong Fan greeted him. Zhi had no expression on his face, and he just asked faintly.

"Why is Mr. Meng coming here to give a lecture so soon?" Xu Zhi nodded and asked, "Didn't you just agree to it yesterday?"

"Don't ask me this!" Murong Fan spread his hands and said, "I have received a temporary notice, and I have classes in the afternoon!"

After chatting for a few casual words, a taxi was parked in front of the door of the building. Meng Xi got off the co-pilot first. Just as he was about to turn around and open the door, Meng Guangqi also pushed the door down.

"Meng is here!" Murong Fan frowned and whispered, "Why didn't Meng Xi call in advance?"

Fortunately, Feng Mozhi had been waiting upstairs for Meng Guangqi to walk to the unit building. Feng Mozhi also ran down the stairs and welcomed him out of the unit building.

After a few greetings to each other, Feng Mozhi invited Meng Guangqi to the large classroom, and the applause of students was missing, and the department leaders were short speeches. After Feng Mozhi said a few last words, he gave the podium to Meng Guangqi. Although Meng Guangqi came in a hurry, he had taught for many years and had seen countless cases. He could make the classroom atmosphere lively by picking up his lessons. Those who could come to listen to the class had a foundation. Meng Guangqi took the case and started talking about pathology and diagnosis, and even began to talk about silver needles. Even Xu Zhi sounded novel.

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