Putting Tang San on the empty bed, Oscar looked at Lu Ze curiously, "What Boss Dai said is true? You are really Lu Ze! You don't look like it."

He touched his vigorous beard, his pair of peach blossom eyes turned, and he remembered the beauties he saw today.

Especially Ning Rongrong, he has a close relationship with him.

Lu Ze was making the bed, but he said angrily: "I have said it many times. Who else can I be if I am not? Why don't we practice?"

Oscar waved his hands repeatedly, "Forget it, I believe it, can't do it?"

He made two more sausages and handed them to Tang San, who ate them in a daze.

Seeing this, Lu Ze lay down, closing his eyes and wondering what he was thinking.

Oscar thought Lu Ze would continue to practice, but he remembered that Lu Ze was practicing as if he was desperate.

I was confused and didn't hold back my questions: "Don't you practice today? You used to want to practice even if you had to sleep."

"I'm not a stubborn person, of course I'll be tired, so I'll take a few days off first." Lu Ze couldn't say that he wasn't used to practicing slowly.

"Then don't slack off. Be careful that Boss Dai surpasses you. He is now a level 37 soul master, and Fatty and I are almost level 30."

Speaking of this, Oscar was a little excited. After all, Lu Ze was the Soul Lord three years ago, and his cultivation should be higher now.

Shaking his head and not talking more, he began to practice soul power.

Lu Ze calmed down, teleported away from Shrek, came to the open space outside the village, and sat cross-legged.

The golden lightning like a swimming snake moved around Lu Ze's body, illuminating the dim wilderness, and the soul power continued to be consumed and restored. Lu Ze could feel the rhythm of cells, like a plant photosynthesis, but the latter relied on sunlight to supply energy.

The physical constitution is enhanced under the stimulation of lightning, but the pain is also increasing. It will not weaken in half due to habits, and can only rely on firm will to resist.

Under this torture, Lu Ze gradually got used to it and his patience to the pain increased greatly.

While Lu Ze was concentrating on his practice, a black shadow flew in the distance. Lu Ze's golden light was very dazzling. The other party's destination was clear and he came straight for Lu Ze.

"It's Dean Flander."

Lu Ze had good eyesight, so he could naturally see the four-eyed cat eagle martial spirit marked by Flander. He was almost unable to hold on anymore. The golden lightning slowly disappeared, and he stood up and moved his muscles that became numb.

"Director Flander, I'm back." Lu Ze smiled. He was very grateful for Flander's help and even allowed him to leave in the past few years.

Fred was also wearing his dark green robe, with round glasses covering his little eyes, and his wide wings flapped behind him, looking at the stranger in front of him, and then he realized his identity.

It's good to come back, it's good to come back." He landed on the ground, patted Lu Ze on the shoulder, and said nothing more. The two chatted back to Shrek Academy.

Lu Ze said that he has been in the Xingluo Empire in the past few years and has not disclosed exactly what he has done.

After chatting for a while, Flander wanted to speak but stopped. Seeing this, Lu Ze asked, "Director has any problems?"

Flander sighed and laughed twice: "I'm not curious. Have you been out for three years of experience and practiced well? With your talent, you should be the Soul Sect already?"

When asked at any time, his tone was very certain. Others may not be able to be promoted from Soul Master to the Soul Sect in three years, but Lu Ze is gifted and he has confidence than anyone else.

The evening breeze blew the hair of the two. Lu Ze is now taller than Flander. In addition to looking thinner, his face is smaller.

"The dean wants to know, of course I won't hide it, but don't be surprised in the future."

Before Fland could react, Lu Ze put on the small broken martial soul with a change in appearance, and a yellow, two purple and two black soul ring surrounded Lu Ze, as if it could block the storm.

"This is this!" Flander stopped unconsciously, his eyes widened behind his glasses, looked carefully and then, sure that it was not an illusion, "It's really the younger wave of the Yangtze River pushing the former wave, the soul king..."

Flander was speechless. Shrek Academy stipulated that it would be necessary to graduate from the Soul Sect at level 40, and Lu Ze achieved it easily. He didn't even take a few classes, but he just relied on himself.

He is in a complicated mood now, with emptiness in pride, and he doesn't know how much role he has played, so he cheers up and smiles.

"Lu Ze, you really gave me a surprise. Even the Golden Generation of the Martial Soul Palace, their talents are not as talented as you. The same Soul King cultivation level is, you are nearly ten years younger than them.

I really don't know what else I can teach you."

And there is also the 40,000-year soul ring, which makes him even more incredible.

As the boys' dormitory approached, Lu Ze thought about it for a while and told Flander about the fairy grass.

He didn't want this continent to be so calm. He practiced not only to have the power to protect himself, but also wanted to try to change the world within his ability and have some fun.

Flander felt that his outlook on life was reshaped, "I didn't expect that there was such a rare treasure in the world that could wash away the meridians and marrow, and improve the soul power without side effects. It was really a fate that seized the world."

"Lu Ze, you said that the earlier you take this fairy grass, the better the effect. Do you mean... you want to give it to Hongjun and the others?"

Flander's heartbeats are so fierce that the other people who don't accept the immortal grass by themselves. Even if there are too many, they will be left as a family heirloom. How can they be handed over to others?

Lu Ze nodded and said another point: "But they must cultivate to the Soul Lord by themselves, and I also want to see their character."

Of course this is an excuse. Lu Ze wants to make them familiar with it and it is easier to remember who gave them the fairy grass, and don’t forget this kindness.

In the future, he can have a few helpers around him to sweep the corrupt sect empire into the garbage dump.

It is difficult for him to do these things alone, and he still needs some help.

Flander did not hesitate, although he felt it was unnecessary, "Of course, if they don't work hard, no fairy grass can help them. It's better to go home and farm!"

"Then the dean must keep it confidential." Before Lu Zefland agreed, he said again: "After all, this was stolen from a titled Douluo."

Flander was about to speak, but was interrupted by Lu Ze, "But he didn't know the function of these fairy grasses, and he was not my opponent."

Lu Ze is still confident in dealing with Dugu Bo, although he is easily retaliated against if he cannot kill the other party.

Flander was in a state of great emotion and finally smiled angrily: "Don't make such jokes, it's a big trouble to hear them!"

Lu Ze did not explain. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed the crazy words that the Soul King said.

Although he can do it.

Flander couldn't calm down, and he still had a letter in his pocket, which was given to him by people from the Seven Treasures Glazed Lilac Sect. Before Flander could read it, "I'll prepare for tomorrow's courses. If you are interested, you can come and listen."

Hesitated for a while and said it, although he knew that this would not have much effect on Lu Ze.

But his vanity still wants Lu Ze to recognize the teaching level of the college, proving that his academy's philosophy is correct.
Chapter completed!