After Qian Bing obtained the White Snake Flower, the two found a relatively hidden dry cave in the Soul Hunting Forest.

Tang San identified the toxicity of the white snake flower and suggested that Qian Bing take the petals one by one gradually and stop taking the medicine at any time as the toxin is expelled.

As he said, Qian Bing took two white snake petals, and the purple and black all over his body disappeared.

Seeing this, Tang San used Xuantian Gong to move around Qian Bing's body again. Only after confirming that there was no snake venom left was completely relieved.

At this time, it was already midnight until the next morning.

Although Qian Bing's body was relieved of snake venom, his body was inevitably weakened.

Of course, Tang Sanyi could not deal with the snake root thorns, so he extinguished the idea of ​​continuing to hunt soul beasts and planned to rush back to the academy before class on Monday.

But Tang San did not expect that although Qian Bing was weak at this time, his mind was still very smart, so he proposed a fire attack plan.

He asked Tang San to go to the market outside the forest to buy seven or eight bottles of kerosene.

Then, when the night is dark and windy, let the birds all fall from the sky around the snake roots and thorns.

Finally, Tang San used his sleeve arrow to wrap a piece of burning beech wood and threw it towards the snake root thorn.

The only weakness of snake root thorns is fire. With so many bottles of kerosene help, the result is naturally self-evident.

After such a delay, the two of them rushed back to the college were inevitably two days late. By the time they arrived at the college, it was already Tuesday afternoon.

...

On the playground of Notting College, Qian Bing and Tang San stood side by side, and opposite them, Huang Hongzheng, the director of the college, spitting and Taotao scolded them angrily.

"Qian Bing, Tang San, as freshmen who have just entered school, you dare not go home at night. Even the regular classes on Monday are blatantly dismissed. Are you brave enough to be expelled from school?

Say, where have you been fooling around these days!"

After all, Qian Bing came from the enlightened modern era and was not so afraid of Director Huang. Seeing Huang Hong's speech, he explained:

"Director Huang, we didn't mess around. We just went to the Soul Hunting Forest to find a suitable soul ring for the mistress."

The director of the teaching director didn't believe that the two freshmen who had just entered school had the ability to hunt soul beasts themselves. He glared at him and said with a sneer:

"Do you want to add it? You went to the Soul Hunting Forest and found that the soul beast inside was too powerful and could not deal with it at all. In the end, you fled in panic and came back without getting anything?

This is such a good excuse.”

Qian Bing shook his head and defended:

"Director Huang, no, we really..."

But the director of the teaching department did not have the patience to listen to Qian Bing's words at all. He interrupted him and said angrily:

"You are still lying! Don't think you heard that the Soul Hunting Forest can hunt soul beasts, but you think you can use this as an excuse for you to skip classes!

Do you know that if you want to enter the Soul Hunting Forest, you need to hold a token issued by the Soul Hall?

Humph, if you take out the token now, I will trust you."

The tokens of the second-class and below in the Spirit Hall need to be returned immediately after use, so Qian Bing and the others went to the Spirit Hall before returning to Notting Academy to return the token. By the way, Tang San also asked the soul master to be upgraded to appraisal together.

So, now they really can't get the token from the Martial Spirit Hall.

Qian Bing smiled bitterly on his face and said:

"Director Huang, we have returned the token to the Spirit Hall before we return to the academy."

Huang Hong actually attaches great importance to Qian Bing's innate soul-power qualifications. He originally thought that they would just admit their mistakes to him and then give them a few reprimanding words.

But after Qian Bing repeated his repeated "tricks", his impression of him suddenly plummeted and finally got really angry. He laughed angrily and said:

"Okay, okay, you have such a high talent and are so silly. It seems that the college has really produced an amazing talent this year.

I won’t talk nonsense to you, I will release my martial soul and let me see what kind of soul ring you have obtained from the Soul Hunting Deep Forest.

If any of you have obtained the soul ring, I will no longer hold you accountable for your missed class this time.

But if not, haha, Qian Bing, just roll me up and get out of the academy!”

Seeing that Huang Hong made a series of unreasonable accusations against Qian Bing because of his preconceived impression, Tang San also felt a little angry. He then took a step forward and said:

"Director Huang, I just happened to want to use this method to prove it, you see."

As he said that, Tang San stretched out his right hand, and the blue silver grass martial soul instantly spread out from his palm.

The originally dark blue color now has a deep black and golden color, and the long leaves are covered with tiny spikes. The tips of the grass leaves rotate freely, like a spirit snake.

At the same time, a yellow soul ring rose under Tang San's feet. The light on this soul ring was a little more intense than Qian Bing's first soul ring.

Obviously, the soul ring has a large age, not just a hundred years.

The moment Huang Hong saw Lan Yincao, an unexpected surprise flashed in his eyes, and he wiped out his suspicion for the two students.

He had also seen many blue silver grass martial souls, and it was obvious that Tang San's martial soul had obviously changed after attaching the soul ring.

But when Huang Hong saw the hundred-year soul ring rising under Tang San's feet, his eyes changed from surprise to shock.

How is this possible?

How did two young guys who have just entered school, level 10 soul gurus, hunt a hundred-year-old soul beast with a length of not too low?

He can be the director of the Soul Master College, not only must he have academic level, but his mind is also very active.

Countless assumptions flashed through his mind almost instantly, but almost every one of them shocked him.

"You actually got a hundred-year soul ring directly! How did you two do it?"

"Director Huang, we found a plant soul beast, but we just set fire to death when we set fire to the fire."

Qian Bing knew that the innate soul power of the two of them was already very eye-catching, so it was necessary to properly hide their weaknesses at this time.

"It's that simple?"

Hearing this answer, a glimmer flashed in Huang Hong's eyes, which made him even more determined to see some of the guesses in his heart.

Plant soul beasts are not dead objects that cannot move. Just because you two little ghosts want to burn a soul beast that has been more than a hundred years old?

I don't believe your nonsense.

They are the time to show off their favorite age, so some people must be teaching them to say these words behind their backs!

Thinking of this, Huang Hong shook his head and decided not to cause trouble for himself and not to delve into it.

Then, he said to the two seriously:

"Okay, since you are really going to hunt soul beasts to obtain soul rings, it's understandable. I won't blame you for skipping class.

But this will happen in the future. Remember to ask Director Huang for leave in advance.”

“Yes, we remember.”

"Thank you, Director Huang."
Chapter completed!