Following Su Zhengyi, the four of them quickly reached the depths of the mountains and saw a sea of ​​withered vines and flowers covering an area of ​​about two thousand feet.

Mu Bei took a breath of cold air. If such a large sea of ​​withered vines and flowers really bloomed, it would not be surprising if all the monsters in the Luoyuan Mountains rushed out.

He looked from a distance and saw dozens of ninth-level monsters on the edge of the sea of ​​flowers, either wrapped in flames or with bloodthirsty pupils, which made people feel heart-stopping.

"I'll lure them away, and you'll set fire to the sea of ​​flowers!"

Su Zhengyi took out a dozen flints the size of quail eggs and told Mu Bei to crush them and burn them.

Mu Bei nodded.

At that moment, Su Zhengyi made a move and swaggered up to a dozen ninth-level monsters, shouting provocative words.

Then, ferocious beast roars soon sounded, and dozens of ninth-level monsters rushed towards him.

"Be careful!"

Mu Bei and Mu Yiyi said to each other, turned around and plunged directly into the sea of ​​flowers.

The withered vine flowers were about ten feet tall and densely packed. He crushed a flint and a ball of flame ignited, and then threw it out.

This flame was much more powerful than ordinary fire. The withered vine flowers in that area instantly burned and the fire spread in all directions.

Mu Bei's movements were swift, like lightning traveling through the sea of ​​withered vines and flowers, and he crushed seven more flints and threw them out one after another.

Just as he was crushing another flint and preparing to throw it, a huge snake head suddenly popped out from the flowers on the left, and it bit it with a bloody mouth.

"careful!"

Mu Yiyi and Shi Zhenhao changed their colors and shouted at the same time.

Mu Bei's scalp was even more numb, but fortunately he reacted very quickly, retreated sharply to avoid the blow, and threw the flint in his hand at the giant python at the same time.

The flames burned fiercely, causing the giant python to roar, staring at Mu Bei with its green eyes, bloodthirsty and ferocious, and it pounced on Mu Bei on the spot.

Mu Bei did not make a direct confrontation and ran away. After running a certain distance, he crushed a flint and threw it into the nearby flowers.

"call out!"

A sharp black thorn shattered a dead vine flower and stabbed Mu Bei.

This is a scorpion tail, and a jet black poisonous scorpion jumps out.

It's only about half a foot tall, and it's covered by dead vine flowers, so you can't even see it when it's not moving.

Mu Bei's spine felt cold, he jumped up to avoid it, ran towards the distance, and threw flints one after another.

Groups of flames ignited, causing loud noises among the flowers, and soon seven more ninth-level monsters emerged.

For a moment, nine ninth-level monsters were chasing behind Mu Bei. They were not very big, but their aura was ferocious and terrifying.

Mu BeiJi dodged quickly and at the same time took out two psychedelic incense sticks and crushed them.

Soon, the movements of the nine-headed ninth-level monsters became sluggish, and after dozens of breaths, the nine-headed monsters all collapsed.

Mu Bei took out the Taoshu sword and penetrated the throats of the nine-headed ninth-order monsters one after another at extremely fast speeds.

“The leather is so tough!”

he said to himself.

Throats are the most vulnerable points of living beings. He used his Thousand-level Taoshu Sword to exert all his strength and was able to barely penetrate their throats.

In the distance, Su Zhengyi's eyes nearly bulged out, and he almost fell to the ground.

Those were nine intact ninth-level monsters, and Mu Bei killed them all in the blink of an eye. He was unable to do such a thing!

The sea of ​​withered vines and flowers was burning brightly. Mu Bei retreated. Su Zhengyi threw away dozens of ninth-level monsters in time, and the four of them quickly ran for more than ten miles.

"That's enough, the sea of ​​withered vines and flowers is destroyed!" Su Zhengyi solemnly thanked Mu Bei, and then asked curiously: "What happened just now? What special means did you use to make all the nine-headed ninth-level monsters

Go limp!"

"It's a medicine that even a martial arts master can't resist."

Mu Bei said briefly.

"It's hard for a martial arts master to stop me?!" Su Zhengyi was surprised and said, "Can you give me some advice?"

"Okay." Mu Bei said: "But, dean, what benefit can you give me? This thing is very precious, I can't give it to you for nothing, right?"

"What benefit do you want?"

Su Zhengyi asked.

"How about giving the three of us 10,000 credits each and exempting us from the 100,000-word literary practice?"

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Mu Yiyi's eyes lit up. It was very difficult to earn credits from the Imperial Academy, and it was also very troublesome to study the 100,000-word essay. If these two points could be solved, graduation would be much easier.

"Good buddy, so loyal!"

Shi Zhenhao raised his thumbs towards Mu Bei, who actually even sought his benefit.

"No!" Su Zhengyi frowned and said righteously: "As the dean, how can I do such a thing of seeking public benefit for personal gain? Absolutely not!"

Mu Bei turned around and left.

"Hey, hey! Don't worry, we can discuss it again!"

Su Zhengyi quickly grabbed Mu Bei.

"How to discuss?"

Mu Bei asked him.

Su Zhengyi thought for a while and said: "The credits are very important and cannot be given casually. However, I can give you 100,000 words of writing experience for free." He stretched out three fingers: "Give me three copies of the medicine you mentioned.

I will spare the three of you from having to learn about literary studies."

Mu Bei nodded: "Okay."

He thought about it and realized that the credits did have a great impact. It was not only related to graduation, but also related to the exchange of resources such as exercises, martial arts, elixirs and elixirs. It was indeed a bit difficult to ask the old man to give 10,000 credits to one person.

Being able to save one hundred thousand words of essay writing experience is already considered excellent.

After all, this thing is quite tiring to play with.

He took out three psychedelic incense sticks and several antidotes and gave them to Su Zhengyi, telling him that taking the antidote once would provide lifelong immunity.

In fact, if an ordinary person asked for the psychedelic incense, he would never take it out. This means that Old Man Su is close friends with the general and is the senior of Yong'an Marquis. He is completely trustworthy. Otherwise, even if he is given one hundred thousand

He won't give any credits at will.

Su Zhengyi took three sticks of psychedelic incense and carefully put them away. This thing is a big killer!

"You go back on your own first, I have to go to my mountain residence to clean up."

He said to the Mubei trio, and then disappeared after a few jumps.

Mu Bei didn't care, and the three of them quickly returned to the Imperial Courtyard.

As soon as they returned to the Imperial Courtyard, several deacons from the Discipline Pavilion appeared and asked Mu Bei to go to the Discipline Pavilion.

"What's the matter?"

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"I don't know the details. I'm just responsible for calling you there. You'll know when you get there."

One of the deacons said.

Mu Bei said nothing and followed several deacons towards the Discipline Pavilion.

Mu Yiyi and Shi Zhenhao quickly followed, but the deacons did not stop them.

The three of them came to the Discipline Pavilion. Mu Bei saw two familiar people at a glance, one was the master of the Discipline Pavilion, and the other was the Seventh Elder Han Changlie.

"brute!"

Han Changlie stood up suddenly, stared at Mu Bei and shouted sharply.

Mu Yiyi suddenly became angry: "You old dog is the beast! Your whole family is a beast!"

Shi Zhenhao trembled and cursed the emperor's elder in front of his face. He was really a brother-protecting maniac!

Then he thought about it, how could he endure his good friend being insulted like this? Then he pointed at Han Changlie and shouted: "Old Bangchui, I'm calling your father!"

Mu Bei curled his lips: "Don't make trouble, I don't have a son like him!"

The several deacons who had brought the three of them here were all stunned. Each of them looked like clay and wood sculptures, looking at Mu Bei and the others in disbelief.

When did the Imperial Court have such three fierce men who dared to insult the Elder of the Imperial Court like this?

Even Liu Ying, the master of the Discipline Pavilion, was startled for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses.

Han Changlie's face turned red and his face became a little ferocious: "You are seeking death!"

He was about to take action, but Liu Ying stopped him: "I have something to say."

"Didn't you see them contradicting and humiliating me wantonly?!"

Han Changlie said in a ferocious voice.
To be continued...