"I have nothing to teach you. I'm not cultivating the Tome of Never-Ending Tears. Also, don't call me Song Qianbei, just call me Song Shuhang. If you really can't, I can also accept Tyrannical Saber Song One. " Song Shuhang replied, "Also, Sobbing … Fellow Daoist Sobbing, I've reminded you before that if Lady Chu doesn't accept you, you can try to directly acknowledge Ye Si as your master."
"Song Qianbei, acknowledging you as my master and acknowledging Ye Si as my master have the same effect. Just accept me as your disciple. Sob, sob, sob, I can guarantee loyalty. A teacher for a day is a father for a lifetime. Although I'm an itinerant cultivator, Song Qianbei, you can ask around. My character is absolutely reliable. "The Sobbing Old Man choked with sobs.
Supremacy Septuagint silently cast a spell that enveloped Song Shuhang, himself, and the others, so that ordinary people couldn't see their figures.
Then, Supremacy Septuagint said, "Fellow Daoist Sobbing … You have to think this through. Acknowledging a 'Xu Ansheng' as your master won't give you a chance to regret it."
Although Song Shuhang's Little Friend was only at the Fourth Stage Realm, his identity as the 'Eighth Stage Xu Ansheng' was also genuine, and showing one's divinity in front of the masses was not a joke. After the Sage Seal condensed, some of the special abilities that Xu Ansheng possessed would not be lacking for Song Shuhang's Little Friend.
"As long as Song Qianbei is willing to accept me, I definitely won't regret it." The Sobbing Old Man looked expectantly at Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang shook his head. "Fellow Daoist Sobbing, wait for me for a few days. After Ye Si comes out of seclusion, I'll give you an answer, okay? "
He really couldn't teach the Sobbing Old Man. If it was Little Cai, he could still teach her the Soul Ferrying Technique, Body Tempering Technique, and Saber Technique. However, he had never learned the Tome of Never-Ending Tears.
So, he could only wait for Ye Si to come out of closed-door cultivation and then ask Ye Si if she wanted to take the Sobbing Elder as her disciple.
"Song Qianbei, how long will it take?" Sobbing Old Man wiped away his tears and asked.
"At least seven or eight days, at most a month." Song Shuhang replied. Based on the contractual connection between him and Ye Si, he was sure that Ye Si would undergo her tribulation within a month.
"Understood, Song Qianbei. I'll go prepare the apprenticeship gift, "Sobbing Old Man nodded.
Then, he turned around and ran away quickly.
"Actually, Shuhang Little Friend, you can accept him," said Septuagint with a smile.
"But I really don't have anything to teach him. Senior, it's not like you can't see that although I have the title of 'first Sage in a thousand years', my true strength is only at the Fourth Stage." Song Shuhang smiled bitterly.
What the Sobbing Old Man wanted to learn was the continuation of the Tome of Never-Ending Tears, but Song Shuhang wasn't sure if Ye Si had the intention of taking the Sobbing Old Man as her disciple. If Ye Si didn't agree, Song Shuhang definitely couldn't teach the continuation of the Tome of Never-Ending Tears.
Also, the Sobbing Old Man didn't fit his style. Out of his seven daoist names, he gave Little Cai the Virtuous Buddhist Sabersman, and Tyrannical Saber Song One was destined to keep it for himself. Then, out of the daoist names of Wooden Daoist, Baijing Street's Sabersman, Scholar Mountain of Books, Path-seeking Scholar, and Virtuous Cultivator, none of them suited the Sobbing Old Man.
"Senior Septuagint, there's still some time before night falls. Why don't you go somewhere to rest for a while?" Song Shuhang asked.
In the afternoon, he and Shiliu still had classes.
"I'll just find a place to cultivate for a while. The afternoon will pass in the blink of an eye," said Supremacy Septuagint. He could spend the entire afternoon meditating for a while.
As he spoke, Supremacy Septuagint looked up at the sky. "It looks like it's going to rain. This weather is just right. I'll go directly above the clouds to cultivate. Then, Shuhang Little Friend, I'll contact you again at night. "
"Alright." Song Shuhang nodded.
Supremacy Septuagint smiled and waved his hand, dispersing the Dharma spells that had condensed around the three of them. Then, his figure flashed and turned into a ray of light to leave.
After Senior Septuagint left, Song Shuhang looked up at the sky. There were dense dark clouds in the sky. The weather could change at a whim.
"Let's go too," said Song Shuhang. To be honest, he had been a little sensitive to dark clouds recently. He always felt that after this thing condensed, it would suddenly turn into a bolt of lightning and strike his head, or a cannon would pop out from it and shoot at him.
"Okay." Su Clan's Shiliu smiled and replied.
×××××
The afternoon classes began.
Song Shuhang found his roommates and sat beside them.
At this time, Tubo nudged Song Shuhang with his elbow and laughed. "Shuhang, you're really something. You're actually playing a teacher-student relationship. When did you get your hands on Teacher Su from the Fine Arts Department next door? A real person doesn't show his true colors. A teacher-student relationship is really exciting. "
Song Shuhang: "…" Was Tubo talking about Shiliu?
"I've checked. Teacher Su is a genius from the Fine Arts Department who returned from overseas. Her works have even won world-class awards. She's a real talented woman. This time, Jiangnan University City spent a lot of money to hire her. "Yangde, who was at the side, tapped on his tablet and pulled out 'Teacher Su's' personal information.
"Speaking of which, when did you get to know Teacher Su? Didn't she just come back this year? "Gao Mou also asked.
"Okay … actually, I got to know her last semester. At the end of last semester, I met her, and then we got to know each other. "Song Shuhang said.
"No wonder, I feel that Teacher Su looks familiar. Maybe I met her last semester, but I can't remember the specifics." Tubo pinched his chin and said.
Gao Mou also approached Song Shuhang and smiled. "How is it, Shuhang. How far have you progressed with Teacher Su? "
Tubo: "Speaking of which, I didn't think that Shuhang's taste in finding a girlfriend would be the same as Gao Mou's. You both like this type of petite girl."
Song Shuhang: "…" Why did these words come out of Tubo's mouth and make him seem like a sinful lolicon?
"Tubo, you don't understand. You don't understand the loveliness of petite girls. Their petite appearance makes people want to protect them in their arms and take good care of them. Moreover, their petite appearance makes them look especially cute. "Gao Mou said proudly.
"I still prefer the bigger ones." Tubo gestured in front of his chest and said, "If I were to find a girlfriend, I would definitely aim for someone like Sister Shuhang, Zhao Yaya."
Song Shuhang: "…" Tubo, do you want to be my brother-in-law?
"Young man, you don't understand. How can you pacify the world if your chest is uneven? "Gao Mou said with an unfathomable expression.
"Hey, the topic of discussion is over." Yangde pushed up his glasses. "Shi is still sitting on the side."
At this moment, Loli Shi was looking down at her chest. After a while, she seemed to suddenly realize something. Then … she silently moved a seat away from Gao Mou.
Gao Moumou: "…" Hey, hey, hey, little Shi, you've misunderstood. I only like petite girls, but I'm not a lolicon. It's impossible for me to lay my hands on a real loli like you. Moreover, I already have a girlfriend!
After seeing Gao Mou being despised by Loli Shi, Song Shuhang felt inexplicably happy.
"By the way, Shuhang. Are you feeling better? " Yangde asked. In the morning, he remembered that Song Shuhang's face would turn pale from time to time, as if he was in pain.
"Don't worry, my body is … great …" Song Shuhang was only halfway through his sentence when his face twitched.
The electric shock on his left hand came again. This time, the electric shock was even more powerful than in the morning. Song Shuhang had adapted to the intensity of the electric shock in the morning with great difficulty, but he didn't expect it to increase in the afternoon.
Song Shuhang silently turned around, leaned on the table, and gritted his teeth to endure the pain of the electric shock.
"Hey, hey, hey, Shuhang, you should take a day off," Yangde said worriedly. It didn't seem like he was fine at all.
"Don't worry, I'm really fine." Song Shuhang waved his hand.
This time, the electric shock came and went quickly. It seemed that Senior White discovered something wrong with his left hand and took remedial measures to strengthen the defense of his left hand.
After about ten breaths, Venerable White put a note in his left hand.
Song Shuhang willed and transferred the note to the main world.
[Sorry, Shuhang Little Friend. I made a mistake just now, and the nuclear bomb exploded. By the way, Shuhang Little Friend, do you have a computer next to you? Send one to me. It's a bit boring to keep farming, but I haven't collected all the models of the nuclear bomb. I'm not satisfied, so I want to farm for a while. So, send me a computer. I want to play games for a while. A standalone one is fine.]
Song Shuhang: "…"
Was this Venerable White's tribulation, or was the tribulation Venerable White's tribulation?
Song Shuhang tore another piece of paper and wrote: [I don't have a computer, but Senior White, you can play games on your phone.]
After he finished writing, Shuhang sent the note to the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.
After a while, Venerable White replied: [My phone accidentally exploded in the wave of nuclear bomb attack just now … Why don't you lend me your phone? Just nice, I saw your phone screen cracked last time. After this tribulation, we'll each buy a new phone, and then I'll magically modify your phone.]
Song Shuhang looked at his phone. After his screen cracked last time, he hadn't gotten Senior White to repair it. Plus, after the tribulation last night, his phone was also damaged by the tribulation. Since morning, the screen had been constantly changing. It was good to get a new one.
So, Song Shuhang first took out his SIM card from his phone. The SIM card seemed to be a little damaged, so he had to find a time to get a new one.
Then, Song Shuhang put his phone back in his pocket and took advantage of this time to send it to Venerable White.
After getting a phone to play with, Senior White didn't send him any more notes during this class.
Song Shuhang could imagine the scene of Senior White grinding heavenly tribulations while playing games on her phone in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. Well, it was good as long as Senior White was happy.
…
…
During the break, Song Shuhang was bored and drew on a piece of paper.
"What are you drawing, Senior Brother Song?" Loli Shi leaned over and looked curiously at the picture on Song Shuhang's paper.
It looked like a huge flying sword. However, there were horizontal and vertical lines on the flying sword. He didn't know what they were.
"I'm just drawing a blueprint," Song Shuhang said in all seriousness.
"Design? A new type of flying sword? "Shi asked curiously.
"It's a treasured sword!" Song Shuhang replied using secret voice transmission.
"Oh, then what are these black lines?" Shi asked.
"They're guardrails." Song Shuhang gave a thumbs up and said, "Don't you think that flying swords with guardrails will be especially safe?
Shi: "…"
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