Changsheng: I can sell everything

Chapter 798 Song Zhao answers quickly, a glimmer of hope (two in one)

As the white mist rose, the paper ghost recovered most of his pain.

Even the many cracks that were previously wrapped around its body have basically healed at this moment, with only some traces under its neck still showing the damage the paper ghost had previously suffered.

It turns out that if a follower answers a question correctly in the classroom, it can bring such benefits to Tianjiao.

Jiuying was floating above the desk. He saw the current state of the Paper Ghost through the huge projection behind the wooden man. He was immediately elated and felt that he was worthy of being the Senior Demon Saint. He was simply the savior of the Paper Ghost, the younger genius!
The paper ghost urged sharply, "What about the fourth question? I still have two questions to answer. Hurry up and give me the questions."

Its high aura caused many human cultivators to frown and think deeply.

It has to be said that, at times, the thinking of the demon race is indeed much simpler and more direct than that of humans.

When he finally answered a question correctly, the Paper Ghost breathed a sigh of relief and Jiuying was very happy, but the human beings present saw more and thought more.

What Song Ciwan saw was that the wooden man asked questions, and by answering two wrong answers, he was able to play with the paper ghost and the Nine Infants.

In this process, Jiuying is a puppet and the paper ghost is the fish on the chopping board.

And if the steps of playing chess fall on Song Ciwan, then similarly, Song Ciwan's one thousand followers will become a new round of puppets, and Song Ciwan himself will become the fish on the chopping board!
The puppet still has some autonomy. On the surface, everything the puppet does is decided by himself, but the fish will have no control over anything.

This is not the most terrible.

The most terrifying thing is that during this period, the pleasure of controlling life and death is likely to overwhelm the followers.

Human hearts are unpredictable. Once their hearts change and their bottom line is lowered again and again, the proud people will be reduced from fish to dust and mud, and will never have a chance to turn things around.

Song Ciwan didn't want to sit and wait for death, so she began to consider various possibilities.

At the same time, she was also turning the scales, counting the various treasures she currently had, and trying to make new sales during this period.

She had just killed the demon saint Nine-headed Lion, and had a pile of trophies waiting for her to sell.

She had sold the corpse of the Nine-Headed Lion and obtained ten nine-star Black Prison Spirit Refining Pills, which were very useful at this moment. Song Ciwan planned to take the Black Prison Spirit Refining Pills as soon as she needed to break through her limit.

[You sold the death energy, the death of the demon saint nine-headed lion, seventy-four pounds and seven ounces, and obtained the rare item Ming Sheng Soul Refining Drum.]

Mingsheng Soul Refining Drum: 8-star. Striking this drum can refine the soul of a designated target. The success rate depends on the target's cultivation level. You can burn your own lifespan to increase the success rate.

Good stuff, but not very useful at the moment.

Song Ciwan put it into the space on the scale and continued to sell it while watching the wooden man knock with the ruler in his hand. The fourth question appeared on the horizontal screen beside him.

The question is: Chinese characters have their own rules. Practicing calligraphy can make characters have rhythm. Please ask the demon Jiuying to answer the essence of the nine styles of calligraphy.

This... is also a serious question!

For Song Ciwan, this was even an easy question.

She knows the answer!
But Jiuying didn't know the answer.

Not only did Jiuying not know the answer, it was also confused.

After being stunned for a moment, I became angry!
The dignified ancient demon saint was confined to the small space of a desk, and was chased to answer some meaningless questions.

Jiuying's entire body tensed up immediately, with nine heads raised high. Eight of them had snake tongues spitting out their tongues, while the dragon head in the middle screamed, "Nine strokes of calligraphy, Wu, Wu, Wu..."

It hesitated for a long time, but was too embarrassed to admit that it knew nothing. It said angrily: "I don't like to answer such questions! What kind of messed up questions are these? I came to Haoxu Fairy Island to seek immortality, not to answer these messed up questions!"

I don’t know whether to say that it is shameless or not to vent like this.

The wooden figure on the podium was not angry at all, but said indifferently: "Nine Infants of the Demon Clan, you have ten seconds left to answer the question. If you cannot answer, Tianjiao Paper Ghost will retreat one step further into the Soul-Falling Abyss."

Jiuying: ...

On the vast ocean, Song Ciwan, who had been thinking silently, suddenly spoke out tentatively: "I know the answer to this question, may I answer it first?"

She said this while facing the projection in the air over the vast ocean.

This is a wild idea, and also a test of the rules here!
After all, the rules don't say that other geniuses are not allowed to answer questions first.

When Song Ciwan asked this, not only the creatures of all races listening to the lecture in the classroom were stunned, but even the wooden man on the podium was stunned.

The wooden figure's expression remained indifferent, but the mechanical sound froze for a moment. It seemed that there was no answer to this question in its preset program.

After a moment, the wooden man's mechanical voice slowly said: "Tianjiao Song Zhao, start the quick answer mode. In the quick answer mode, each Tianjiao can answer the current question.

If the answer fails, the answerer will be punished three times and retreat three steps into the Soul-Falling Abyss. If the answer is successful, the Tianjiao who successfully answered the question can move one step forward into the Wenyuan Sea.

The Tianjiao whose answer was interrupted will retreat three steps into the Soul-Falling Abyss, and the followers who answered the question for him will also be punished by the evil spirit. "

The evil air was obviously the same black and gray mist that the paper ghost had experienced when it retreated towards the Soul-Falling Abyss.

That thing was evil and wicked, very scary.

There is no doubt that being punished by evil spirits must be extremely painful.

Jiuying's face suddenly changed, and he shrieked, "I have the answer. The nine strokes of calligraphy are upward, downward, left..."

Jiuying was clearly giving a bunch of nonsense answers.

Song Ciwan's cold voice sounded at this time, drowning out Jiuying's sharp voice: "The nine strokes of calligraphy are divided into the stroke of the pen, the stroke of the pen, the stroke of the pen hiding the tip, the stroke of the pen hiding the head, the stroke of the pen protecting the tail, the stroke of the pen quickly, the stroke of the pen skimming, the stroke of the pen with a rough surface, and the stroke of the pen horizontally and vertically."

"These nine forces make Chinese characters well-written. Although they are the same, they are ever-changing, with ups and downs, or the infinite charm of flowing clouds and water. They correspond to the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth, the wonders of ancient and modern times, and can make people appreciate them in various ways for a lifetime."

After she finished speaking, the wooden man's voice sounded one after another: "Tianjiao Song Zhao answered successfully, and the answer is correct. You will take one step forward to Wenyuan Sea, Tianjiao Paper Ghost will retreat three steps into the Fallen Soul Abyss, and the demon clan Jiuying will be punished by evil spirit."

The wooden man's verdict had just fallen when the paper ghost's screams rang out again.

The disc under his feet quickly retreated thirty miles. During this process, the screams of the paper ghost changed from shrill at first to weak rapidly.

At the same time, Song Ciwan's scale of heaven and earth received a ball of Qi: [Demon's heart, the shock, resentment, and pain of the demon race's Tianjiao-level great demon, six catties and nine ounces, can be traded.]

Paper ghost hate!
Hated Song Ciwan’s sudden attack and stepped on him to move forward!
The disk under Song Ciwan's feet suddenly cut through the water and advanced ten miles into the vast distance. During the ten-mile journey, she felt as refreshing as a spring breeze.

A thin white mist rose from under the disc and penetrated into her limbs and bones. Song Ciwan accepted the mist on the surface, but in fact she opened the scale and put all the white mist into the scale.

The scale of heaven and earth shows: [Jade Mist Spiritual Mist, 9 liang 7 qian. If you are exposed to this spiritual mist, the vitality of your body and soul will be doubled. One liang of spiritual mist can extend your life by ten years. It can be used as a bargain.]

Wow, this is really good stuff!

One tael of spiritual mist can actually extend one's life by ten years. In other words, the nine taels and seven cents of spiritual mist here are enough for Song Ciwan to directly increase his lifespan by ninety-seven years.

That is to say, Song Ciwan, whose total lifespan has now reached more than nine million years, really does not care about a mere hundred years of lifespan.

If any other creature from any other race were here, even the already long-lived Ancient Demon Saint—

It is impossible for them to not care about this hundred years of increased lifespan!
The effect of the Yulan Lingwu is so magical and powerful, but the wooden man on the podium didn't even mention it.

This only shows that the magical effect of Yu Lan Ling Mist is not worth mentioning at all in the eyes of the wooden man... or the rules behind the wooden man!
Perhaps, what the wooden man said, that once one enters the Wenyuan Sea, one will be able to obtain a great way and live a million years, is not false, but true.

The secrets hidden behind this Haoxu Fairy Island must be earth-shattering. It must be many times more magical than what Song Ciwan originally imagined!
The paper ghost's screams gradually faded away, and he fell on the black disc, his body covered with cracks, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

In the classroom, Jiuying was confined to the small space around the desk. The strong evil energy shuttled back and forth in its body, causing it to roll over and scream in pain: "Song Zhao! How dare you hurt me!"

Tianjiao's quick response is indeed another vicious link in the rules here.

Song Ciwan said: "At this moment, I hurt Daoist Paper Ghost by answering too quickly. From now on, when I answer, Wanling Tianjiao can also answer too quickly."

Her attitude was very calm, and she didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt for harming the paper ghost.

He was not worried at all about being answered by other geniuses while he was answering.

This strong inner strength made Jiuying snort angrily for a while, and then he had no other words.

Jiuying doesn't talk much because if Jiuying were faced with a situation like Song Ciwan, he would definitely give a quick answer.

It didn't think there was anything wrong with Song Ciwan's behavior, but it was the victim this time, so it was particularly angry.

No one knew what this evil air was. The paper ghost at the demon king stage had endured it several times and almost died on the spot from the pain. The Nine Infants at the ancient demon saint level also felt so much pain after having this evil air penetrate their bodies that they almost lost their lives.

Logically speaking, Jiuying's cultivation is many levels higher than that of the Paper Ghost. For the same thing, Jiuying's ability to withstand should be countless times stronger than that of the Paper Ghost.

After the paper ghost suffered the injury but not death, Jiuying wouldn't even be able to get hurt!

But the fact is, the paper ghost was injured because of the evil spirit, and Jiuying was also injured because of the evil spirit.

It was in great pain and covered with bruises. After the evil spirit left, it fell on the burnt desk. Its nine heads drooped limply together, and it looked powerless and didn't want to say anything.

To be honest, Song Ciwan didn't feel happy seeing Jiuying looking so miserable.

Although she succeeded in answering the question first, and she did not feel that she was wrong in answering the question first, at the same time, Song Ciwan deeply believed that answering the question first was not a long-term solution.

Answering questions quickly is not only not a long-term solution, it is probably just another poison that will only quench your thirst.

Answering the questions quickly can only delay time and help Song Ciwan test the rules here, but it is ultimately not a real way to break the deadlock.

At this time, the wooden man's emotionless voice on the podium sounded again: "Nine Infants of the Demon Clan, you still have a fifth chance to answer the question. Do you want to answer it?"

Jiuying said in a shrill voice, "If I choose not to answer, can I really not answer?"

The wooden man said: "Not answering the questions is considered skipping class. If you skip class, you can leave the Huaxia classroom and leave Haoxu Fairy Island and return to your original world."

what?
Is there any benefit in not answering the questions?
Everyone already knows that the Tianjiao followers can skip classes.

However, skipping classes actually means leaving Haoxu Fairy Island and returning directly to the original world, which is something that all living creatures had never imagined before.

The seemingly dangerous and strange Haoxu Fairy Island turns out to be so easy to leave.

All you need to do is say you give up, skip class once, and then you can turn around and leave!
But, will Jiuying be willing to leave?
It’s hard to say whether others would want to leave, but at this moment Jiuying was absolutely unwilling to give up and leave easily.

It coiled its tail, straightened its upper body again, and raised its nine heads, snorting, "I'm not skipping class, you can ask. It's just a question, Song Zhao can answer it, so how can I, Jiuying, a great ancient demon saint, not be able to answer it?"

The wooden man never showed any emotion due to any of Jiuying's passionate words. His mechanical voice sounded, "Please ask the demon Jiuying to answer the fifth question."

As he spoke, he struck with the ruler, and the fifth question appeared on the horizontal screen beside him.

——China is an ancient country with a flourishing poetry culture, especially during the Tang Dynasty. In this flourishing era, who has a single poem that surpasses all the poems of the Tang Dynasty?
Jiuying: ...

Jiuying almost screamed.

Just at this moment, Song Zhao, whom it hated the most, answered again.

Song Ciwan said: "The poem that is praised as the best in the whole Tang Dynasty is the famous work of the poet Zhang Ruoxu, "Spring River Moon Night".

She chanted a few lines softly: "The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon rises with the tide. The ripples follow the waves for thousands of miles, and there is no place in the spring river without the bright moon..."

The wooden man immediately responded: "Song Zhao, the Tianjiao, successfully answered the question. You will take one step forward to the Wenyuan Sea, and the Tianjiao Paper Ghost will retreat three steps to the Fallen Soul Abyss. The Nine Infants of the Demon Clan will be punished by the evil spirit."

Jiuying: ...

Its nine heads all let out cries of extreme disgust, and surging hatred rushed across the void towards Song Ciwan who was on the vast ocean.

The scale of heaven and earth appeared beside Song Ciwan, and immediately caught the hatred: [Demon Heart, the anger, hatred, and pain of the ancient demon saint Jiuying, four pounds and three ounces, can be traded.]

But Song Ci was late to understand this evil intention, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

At this moment, she directly took out a Black Prison Spirit Refining Pill from the Scale of Heaven and Earth and made it appear directly in her mouth.

She swallowed the Black Prison Spirit Refining Pill, and her soul and will were greatly elevated in an instant.

The nine-star divine elixir is originally a elixir of the Hedao level!
After taking this pill, Song Ciwan suddenly felt as clear as fire, and the spirit of Tao surged in his mind and soul.

Her spirit opened its eyes again amidst this surge of rage.