Let You Host The Specialty Class, How Come You Have Become A Scholar?

After Chen Chu got the book, he immediately found a remote corner.

This book looks similar to the ancient book in the TV series, but there is nothing written on the cover, Chen Chu dare not open it, and vaguely feel that the book in his hand seems to exude an uncomfortable feeling. breath.

"Master Pen, isn't this book dangerous?"

"It's extremely dangerous for normal people, let alone just a glance, even if you touch it, you will be infected by the filth in the book and become a low-level demon who loses his senses." Jiuqu Huanghe wrote, "You have me to protect you, naturally Not affected by anything."

Chen Chu didn't hesitate, and quickly used the power of teacher Tiantian.

Does it cost 100 teaching points to convert the book of unknowns into desserts?

Chen Chu? ? ? ?

No, how did this teaching point fail?

"System, what do you mean? Teaching points are negative? Wouldn't it be you who gave me teaching points?"

Yes

Chen Chu's eyes widened, "Is there such a good thing?"

This book contains a special energy, which is enough to make up for the energy consumption of the system, so the excess energy is converted into teaching points and given to the host.

This can also be a free teaching point! ?

Chen Chu suddenly felt that the inner world had become more fragrant, and it seemed that even the inner demons were not so scary anymore.

In the blink of an eye, the ancient book in his hand turned into a palm-sized piece of fruit pudding, which Chen Chu swallowed without thinking.

After a while, Chen Chu felt a strange whisper suddenly sounded in his ear, continuous and continuous, as if someone was leaning in his ear, frantically speaking in an incomprehensible language, causing Chen Chu's scalp to tingle.

No matter how you do it, the weird whisper can't stop at all.

Chen Chu suddenly panicked, and hurriedly asked Jiuqu Yellow River Pen for help, but when Jiuqu Yellow River Pen heard it, he was stunned for a moment, "Ha!? Really?"

Chen Chu's face was irritated, "Really, my head is about to explode now!"

"This motherfucker is too outrageous!" Jiuqu Huanghebi said in amazement, "This book should have come from the mouth of a high-level demon, for low-level demons and high-level demons, this is the sound of nature, it can be Let them have an epiphany and even take the opportunity to evolve into a more advanced form of inner demon, but for a normal person like you, it will be fatal!"

Chen Chu's expression has gradually turned hideous, and the whisper in his ear is getting louder and louder, "Master Pen, don't explain it, hurry up and think of a way, or my head will explode!"

Jiuqu Yellow River Pen obviously did not expect this situation, and quickly said, "I have warned you long ago, you have to do it... wait for me to think of a way, you will be fighting for a while."

The Jiuqu Yellow River Pen was silent for a moment, but Chen Chu was already suffering from a splitting headache and was unconscious. He lay on the ground and rolled around with his head covered.

It felt like someone was drilling the head with an electric drill, and the pain was unbearable.

As soon as his consciousness darkened, Chen Chu suddenly fainted.

"Little brother, little brother..."

"Mom, you are too unrestrained!"

Seeing that Chen Chu had passed out, Jiuqu Yellow River was in a hurry, but at this time in the inner demon's lair, it did not dare to show up easily, and fortunately there was no trace of the inner demon nearby.

...

Green mountains and green waters, birds chirping and flowers fragrant.

The sun is just right.

Chen Chu suddenly came back to his senses, looking at the paradise-like scene around him, the whole person was suddenly a little stunned.

The whispers in my ears disappeared without a trace.

The stream next to me is gurgling, the grass under my feet stretches all the way, flowers are blooming all around, a resting pavilion can be seen in the distance, but a figure can be vaguely seen.

To be cautious, Chen Chu didn't dare to move, and stood there honestly, not daring to move.

"I was still in the ancient city just now... No, it should be in the inner demon's lair."

"Dream?"

"But it feels so real, and my thinking doesn't seem to be affected by anything."

This feeling of being like a dream but not a dream made Chen Chu even more panicked, and he couldn't help but sound the whisper in his ear and the upper-level demon mentioned in the mouth of Jiuqu Yellow River Pen.

All this in front of me is probably just the picture I want to see subconsciously, and the figure at the gazebo...

Chen Chu couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Superior Heart Demon!

Even Chen Chu, a low-level demon like Wang Lebang, can't deal with it, let alone a powerful existence like a high-level demon.

At this moment, Master Pen is not around.

Chen Chu felt that there was a big 'danger' hanging on top of his head!

The book I just ate should be the travel notes of the upper-level demons in the inner world. It recorded the customs and demons of the inner world, as well as the ways in which the inner demons communicated with each other.

Demons also have strengths and weaknesses.

Low, Intermediate, High, High, King, Demigod, True God, Supreme.

There are as many as hundreds of strongholds in the world, and each stronghold is ruled by a king.

Even bigger than the stronghold is the city, and each city is ruled by a demigod.

There are seven true gods in the world: chaos, tyranny, desire, greed, anger, jealousy, and gluttony, and there are countless heart demon believers.

And Chen Chu just entered the Jiangnan stronghold, believing in the true god of gluttony.

Of course, these have little to do with Chen Chu.

What he is most afraid of now is pollution!

The stronger the inner demon, the stronger the pollution. As long as the superior inner demon said a word to him, Chen Chu would instantly lose his mind and turn into an inner demon.

But just as Chen Chu was thinking, he was cold, and a thick and slightly suspicious voice came from behind him, "You... it's weird."

Chen Chu stiffened and turned his head mechanically, not knowing when a middle-aged man dressed as an ancient scholar looked at him with a folding fan in hand.

Chen Chu turned his head mechanically, already cross-eyed, pretending to be stupid.

"Aba Aba..."

Scholar?