Chapter 297: Invoking the Gods Teaching Method, Research Group Recruitment

Mu Qingyan followed her senior sister into the classroom and saw not only people from the Baixian Alliance but also many disciples of the Jiushan Sect.

They found a secluded seat and sat down, gazing blankly at Zheng Fa ahead.

Zheng Fa did not speak of anything else, but directly said:

"Everyone, I believe you all understand that among the learning in the Nine Mountains Realm today, I value mathematics the most."

The crowd below all nodded.

They were not fools.

After hearing this, Jibing's expression changed instantly; she knelt on the ground with a thud, a trace of fear flickering in her eyes.

Luo Jun's strength relied entirely on a Qi within his body. Originally injured, this Qi had been scattered. Once this Qi scattered, he could no longer mobilize his blood and Qi, and could no longer be powerful. Now, he had condensed this Qi again, and this Qi led the blood and Qi of his body to surge through his meridians.

Ai Jia's complexion still did not look good. Before, her face had given the impression of tender whiteness. Although it was white now, it was a sickly pale. This might be related to her body not yet having recovered.

This was not due to Lu Qinghong's lack of ability; in fact, if Lu Qinghong were not the one responsible for defending the city, the Imperial Capital would likely have been captured already—for no other reason than the vast disparity in troops, not to mention the siege equipment fully prepared in the camp outside the city, while the city's defensive supplies were extremely scarce.

No further explanation was needed; this figure was naturally the Dharma God Yuanjue. Yuanjue wore a gray cloth shirt, was bald, and had a kind, benevolent countenance.

"You dare to act against me? I will make you know what it means to seek death but not find it!" After striking Ye Qingshan, the giant sword still existed in space; under Lan Qianyue's control, it struck directly at the golden sword trembling in the sky.

As a Poison Doctor, his greatest skill was using poison to counter poison; however, even if this person survived, he would merely slowly exhaust all his vitality and flesh and blood, eventually dying in a miserable state.

Ling Yujue glanced at Lin Jiangluo's back, hesitated to speak, and ultimately said nothing.

Although Xu Hong was tempted, this matter also needed careful planning; whether it was feasible would only be decided after further investigation.

Shen Mochen shivered; she knew something cruel must have happened to Luo Jun. But she could not ask, and Luo Jun would not say.

Su Ying woke up, looked around, saw no sign of that man, and could only shake her head with a bitter smile.

But Xu Wan never expected that although she indeed got her wish and saw him, it would have been better not to see him at all.

Although Lin Lin Bu Fan spoke with great logic, since no light appeared, everyone remained utterly confused.

After instructing Hao Jiajia and Yang Mao on their tasks, Ye Hancheng skipped class with Wu Yu and the others to go online.

Ye Hancheng waited for her outside; seeing someone selling roasted sweet potatoes, he ran over with high spirits and bought two.

Because this method appeared too cruel and vicious to humans, it provoked hatred and a siege from the masses, causing the sect to dwindle, and now it was nearly lost.

Most crucially, the bickering of Uncle Zhang and Uncle Li was missing. Today they would surely go to help, and the moment the two met, they would bicker endlessly.

Hearing this, Liang Shan scoffed at himself, then pointed and asked Feng Xin. Feng Xin had long been scared out of his wits by Liang Shan, staying silent and shrinking in place hoping to slip by unnoticed, but he never expected he could not escape; hearing Liang Shan's words, he shivered all over.

The originally formless and shadowless spiritual Qi gathered around the Star Puppet with incredible density, becoming almost solid, making it impossible to see the changes within.

At this moment, Yin Xinyue lay in Lin Lin Bu Fan's embrace, gazing quietly at the man before her; suddenly she felt her pretty face burning intensely, yet her restless heart did not pause for a moment, even making her want to rise and steal a kiss from Lin Lin Bu Fan.

Lin Han simply had no patience to waste any more words on her; although she was beautiful, when dealing with enemies, Lin Han did not care about such things; she walked forward slowly and raised her palm, preparing to smash her head.