The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

"Master Yan, do you need my help, old man?"

Yan Qiao's lips curled up slightly and he said calmly: "No need to bother."

Rong Qian'an thought for a while and then said: "Master Yan wants to continue school, why not consider our military academy?"

"The old man has been struggling for most of his life, and the military academy also has some say."

"There's really no need for Mr. Rong." Yan Qiao felt helpless.

"Then do you have any other schools you want to go to? My unscrupulous descendants can still be of some use."

Rong Qian'an doesn't give up. As long as he can help Yan Qiao, their relationship will take a further step.

You don't have to pay too much to have a good relationship with such a talented master.

Only a fool would refuse!

"Mr. Rong, I have received the admission information from Shennong College."

Shennong University?

Hearing this, Rong Qian'an was shocked. Others didn't understand the mystery of this academy.

But he knew.

Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, Shennong College had appeared in various places.

Those who have made a name for themselves are basically from Shennong College.

But these people had a tacit understanding to hide this information.

He knew it because his best friend told him when he died in that war.

Later, after many inquiries, he finally realized that this academy was extraordinary.

Especially after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the country gradually stabilized and his status became higher and higher.

Only then did he discover that Shennong College had reached an agreement directly with the country.

No wonder Yan Qiao has such ability at a young age, it turns out he came from that academy.

Rong Qian'an sincerely sighed: "You really deserve to be Master Yan."

On the other end of the phone, Yan Qiao's eyes moved slightly when he heard this.

"It seems that Master Yan hasn't used me yet, so you should be busy first."

Yan Qiao replied calmly: "Okay."

Just as he hung up, the call from Song Shiyan was answered instantly.

He was slightly concerned about what was coming from the other end of the phone.

Hearing this, Yan Qiao paused and said, "I'm fine."

"Do you need our help?" Song Shiyan asked politely.

"Need not."

Yan Qiao's tone was still calm.

There was obvious silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and she took the lead and said, "I have something else to do, so hang up first."

Well, cultivation is a big deal.

How could it be blocked by someone else’s phone call?

Song Shiyan looked at the phone that was hung up instantly, and looked helplessly at the old man beside him.

"Grandpa, I just told Yan Qiao that she is very busy. You insist that I call her."

"Hmph, what do you know!"

Hearing this, Mr. Song glared at him angrily.

"We are going to help her now. This can be considered a back-and-forth. We will keep in touch in the future."

"It's impossible for you to win over such a master, so I can only help her more!"

Song Shiyan: "..."

So you still blame him?
He clearly realized how awesome Yan Qiao was.

He asked himself, he still wanted to find a partner who was evenly matched with him, or who was not so far apart.

Yan Qiao, he might as well forget it.

He still has this self-knowledge.

Yan Qiao and others were going back to Shennong College in a few days, so they stayed directly in Longxuan Pavilion.

"Jojo, are you asleep?"

Si Su stood outside her door wearing silk pajamas and shouted softly.

The two of them lived in the same presidential suite, and neither of them were very particular people.

Anyway, there are two rooms, so it doesn’t matter if we live together.

On the bed, Yan Qiao slowly opened his eyes.

She opened the door, her eyes fell behind Si Shu, then she looked away lightly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Do you ever feel like the room is a little too cold?"

As she spoke, Si Shu rubbed her arms and looked a little pale.

"I have adjusted the air conditioner to 30℃, but it still feels very cold." "It's okay, you come in first."

Yan Qiao reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her into the room.

The moment she stepped into the room, Si Su felt the temperature on her body gradually warming up.

She looked at Yan Qiao with surprise in her beautiful eyes: "Huh? Why isn't it cold here at all, Qiao Qiao?"

Yan Qiao's eyes fell on the fierce ghost baring his teeth and claws at her at the door, his eyes slightly cold.

"The little devil is harming people." She said in a cold voice.

"Ghost?" Si Shu was stunned for a moment.

She never thought that all the abnormalities would be because of this.

But she quickly realized that she didn't go anywhere today, how could she be contaminated with such a thing for no reason.

Unless, someone is deliberately trying to harm her.

Or maybe, that person's target is not just her, but them.

I just didn't expect Qiao Qiao to be able to resist it, so she was the only one who felt the strangeness.

Thinking of this, Si Shu's face turned ugly.

Who is the person who has access to this kind of thing?

The answer is self-evident.

"You go sit on the bed and rest for a while."

Yan Qiao turned to look at Si Shu, her voice softened.

Si Shu nodded obediently and turned towards the big bed inside.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Gu Nianchen and the others.

But the news was all lost and there was no response at all.

Yan Qiao looked back at the male ghost at the door with a calm expression.

The male ghost rushed to the door while still muttering.

"Eat you, I want to eat you!"

Those cloudy eyes were full of desire and murderous intent, and the whole body was filled with black energy, with a strange aura.

Obviously, this is a fierce ghost that was raised by humans.

Thinking of this, Yan Qiao's eyes darkened slightly.

She made a secret with her right hand, and thunder energy burst out from her fingertips.

In just an instant, it landed on the male ghost.

Suddenly, a shrill scream resounded throughout the room.

Si Su's eyes suddenly widened, filled with disbelief.

She swallowed, it was horrible.

In particular, Li Gui suddenly appeared after being hit by that ray of spiritual power.

Si Su looked at the sudden appearance of a dark mass and twitched the corners of her stiff mouth.

What did she see?
Isn't this really playing her?
Yan Qiao's eyes fell on Li Gui, his eyes stern.

"It turns out to be Kunsha."

Kunsha is extremely hard, and the most important thing is that it can protect against thunder.

"Pity."

Yan Qiao lowered his eyes and raised his hand again to shoot out a burst of spiritual power.

It's a pity that the person who made this ghost clothes has very poor skills.

The good Kunsha Leng was refined by the refiner and wasted away until only one level of power was left.

In Li Gui's horrified eyes, spiritual power fell on him.

But this time, before even a scream could be heard, it turned into a ball of black energy and dissipated.

Seeing the black air that was about to spread out, Yan Qiao flipped his right hand, and a talisman fell into the air.

In just a few breaths, all the black energy was absorbed by the talisman.

The talisman that absorbed the black energy also became darker.

Yan Qiao took back the space without even looking at it.

She turned to look at Si Shu, only to see her looking at her blankly.

She paused and said, "I'm going to check on Gu Nianchen and the others. Don't leave this room."

"...Okay." Si Shu nodded blankly.

Yan Qiao glanced at her lightly, turned around and left the room.

Her eyes instantly fell in one direction.

coming!