"Ah, yes, yes, senior brother, everything you said is right, I have learned a lesson!"
Li Xiaobai said lightly, and just sat on the chair and looked at the disciple who was talking. He was the only one who was not seated in the field, so his identity was self-evident.
The young man in front of him has a bald head, a golden helmet, a red belt around his waist, a pair of slender triangular eyes, and a strong body but with a sinister look.
There is no doubt that this guy is the true disciple named Bodhidharma. He should have been in the first place but was taken by Li Xiaobai.
"Junior brother, are you sitting in the wrong seat?"
A coldness flashed across Bodhidharma's eyes, but he still asked with a smile on his lips, looking very humble.
"I didn't sit in the wrong seat. Today's celebration banquet is for me, so of course I have to be at the top of the list. Senior brother, please move back. Next time, senior brother will also come back from the battlefield. Junior brother will personally invite you to sit down at the table!"
Li Xiaobai said calmly.
Bodhidharma's face turned livid. The other party's intention was very obvious. It was clear that they looked down on him. He just got the core of a battlefield through bad luck. He actually dared to slap his nose and boss around him. It was really arrogant.
"Dharma, your junior brother is right, please move back!"
The elders on the side saw that the atmosphere in the venue was a little anxious, so they couldn't help but try to smooth things over.
Li Xiaobai's behavior may seem to others to be extremely arrogant and domineering, but to the senior leaders of the college, it seems normal. Every move he makes is in line with the status of a master. He is not too out of line, but he is not arrogant and has a good standard.
Very good, just like a master.
"Today is indeed a time to cleanse the dust of many academy monks who have entered the 49th battlefield. No matter what your results are, you are all heroes of the academy!"
"You can drink as much as you want, no distinction between superior and inferior!"
The scholar-looking dean smiled and said: "Cai Kun, yesterday Elder Xue said that you were tired and needed some rest. Are you okay today?"
Li Xiaobai nodded and said: "Go back to the dean, it's great to eat and it's delicious to drink!"
"That's good. I haven't seen Elder Fentian for a long time. Remember to say hello to me when I go back."
"I heard that the situation in the 49th battlefield is weird this time. All the monks who entered it were suppressed in their cultivation. Even the elders of the four realms of God-seeing were no exception. I am very curious about how you used the extraordinary third level of heaven.
Are you someone who is capable of galloping around the battlefield?"
"Could it be that you have a special method that allows you to use power at will on the battlefield?"
The scholar-dean looked at Li Xiaobai and asked, after a brief greeting he went straight to the topic.
"Nothing else, it's just that we pay more attention to the tempering of the physical body. For our body-refining monks, the 49th battlefield is a place of natural blessing!"
"My disciple suggests that the monks in the academy should pay attention to the tempering of the physical body as a matter of urgency. Otherwise, if we encounter similar situations in the future, I'm afraid it will be as embarrassing as this time."
Li Xiaobai spoke very calmly, his tone was neither condescending nor overbearing, as if he was communicating with the other party on an equal footing.
This made the faces of many monks who were familiar with Cai Kun even more horrified. He was just a disciple of the third level of the extraordinary world. He only provoked Brother Bodhidharma. At this moment, he actually communicated with the dean of the academy on an equal footing. This made them feel
I had the illusion that what was in front of me was not the dean and his disciples, but two top experts who had been practicing for many years, having a conversation.
And what does tempering the physical body mean? With a special bloodline power, it can be said that the physical body is tempered all the time. The stronger the bloodline power, the stronger the physical body. Logically speaking, even if there is a difference, it will not be too outrageous.
How could it be possible to crush many elders after entering the battlefield?
"I see, you are worthy of being Elder Fentian's disciple. It seems that I train you a lot on weekdays. However, you must not take it lightly during your training. Everything must be safe. Don't be careless when entering the battlefield."
The dean of the academy nodded, and after saying these words, he went to sip tea leisurely, without any intention of speaking again.
"Junior, you are very lucky. At your age and stage, it is really unimaginable that you can achieve such achievements. However, the battlefield is a big deal after all. You must know that owning a battlefield is equivalent to owning a treasure house, which contains rich resources.
Clear it, and there are countless crises lurking. You can easily go astray if you are not careful on your own. You might as well hand over this battlefield core to the sect and exchange it with you for corresponding merits. You can rely on your merits to fight in the sect on your own.
How about exchanging treasures inside the door?"
On the high seat, a thin man said.
This man has triangular eyes, a thin figure, and his back seems to be injured and his posture is somewhat stiff.
The main event is here. The celebration banquet is all in vain. This is the primary purpose of holding the banquet. The academy is eyeing the control of the 49th battlefield. How can such a level of resources be controlled by a disciple of the third level of the world?
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However, the conditions offered by the other party are really stingy and stingy. The achievements can be exchanged in the academy. How valuable can the treasures that can be exchanged for merit points be? It must be said that these elders are not sincere.
"May I ask what this elder is called?"
"General of the Academy War God Yu!"
A glint of pride flashed in the skinny man's eyes. His reputation was known to everyone in the surrounding area, but Li Xiaobai's next words immediately broke his guard.
"Is this General Yu who was picked on?"
"You bastard, you don't know any dignity!"
"Be bold!"
"General Yu is the God of War, how can you, a slutty kid like you, blaspheme him!"
Before General Yu could say anything, the disciples around him were the first to explode the situation. The God of War was a strong man in the academy, and every God of War was the pillar of the academy. How could an ordinary disciple be able to slander him casually?
"Elder, don't be angry. These words were not said by me, but by my adoptive father, Elder Fentian."
Li Xiaobai spread his hands with an innocent expression on his face.
"Tong Yan Wuji, since it's a joke that Elder Fentian said, don't take it too seriously. I didn't expect that Elder Fentian still loves to joke so much after all this time!"
"Yes, yes, Elder Fentian is still as interesting as before."
Upon hearing the name of Elder Fentian, the disciples were not impressed yet, but the elders and masters immediately changed their tune, especially General Yu, who had a clear look of fear in his eyes.
The title of Elder Fentian is still easy to use, even the elders can be intimidated. The status of the adopted father he has just recognized is not low!
"But joking aside, the resources on the battlefield are a top priority. Junior, if I put them with you, I'm afraid the excavation will be too slow. Let me and other sect masters settle in to dig the veins. In the future, the academy will be more prosperous, and also
It can protect your growth more and more, why not?"