Huang Si picked up the mathematical materials and did some research for a while.

This time, the numbers did not change until a full ten hours later.

“98.54%”

Sure enough, Huang Si thought, could this number be the progress number of mathematical laws? So why does it appear as a string of numbers in the space of consciousness? Could it be that... new skills are needed?

The new skills are really more exciting than anything else. In order to seize the time to study the rules of mathematics, Huang Si immediately went to the green world. If you are in a hurry, it would be better to go to a world where time flows faster.

Now, because I often stayed in the Green World, Huang Si's body has actually been over for a few more years, but her physical condition has not changed much and is still full of vitality. It seems that the internal energy is quite useful.

There are not many ferocious beasts in the demon world now, and only the five at the beginning, they can’t cook and cannot take care of Huang Si’s life. Therefore, it’s better to go to the human clan’s family to have a meal.

Through the teleportation at the core of the world, he went directly to the location of the Taoist temple on earth.

But today's prefecture seems a bit lively.

Huang Si swept his mind and saw some people gathered together and were discussing how to pull Zhou Xia off the stage.

It’s normal to think about it carefully. The incomparable status of the Taoist temple was mainly derived from Wen Ling’s special identity. Now that Wen Ling died, the outsider Zhou Xia was taken over. It would be strange if nothing happened.

Today, the Taoist yard industry has been divided, and only a small number of people are loyal to Zhou Xia.

If it were the past, Huang Si might be in the mood to play with the opposing people, but today he is here to make a living, and he only has mathematics in his mind and is too lazy to care about other things.

So Huang Si gave Zhou Xia an instruction.

In the lobby.

Several disciples were nervously discussing countermeasures and handing over matters with Zhou Xia.

Zhou Xia is now 53 years old, but because of her extremely high internal cultivation, time has not eliminated the beauty that Zhou Xia has. Instead, she has become mature and charming because of her temper, learning and identity.

Since she entered the prefecture, many people have pursued her, but she has never taken anyone to heart.

Moreover, no one is worthy of her. Whether it is knowledge, intelligence, or martial arts, she is the well-deserved first person in the Daoist Church. From this perspective, there is no problem with her becoming the second Daoist President.

However, prejudice is a terrible thing. Almost all the elders in the Taoist ceremonial stand opposite Zhou Xia and jointly support Yu Hao, the third generation senior brother in the core disciples of the Taoist ceremonial, as the dean.

Zhou Xia is a smart person, not the kind of person who is so pedantic that he is ignorant and allows him to be overthrown. It is precisely because she does not understand the struggle for power and lacks the vicious spirit of evil people that the internal power struggle for more than ten years has led to the Taoist dean's internal power struggle.

And this struggle is finally put on the surface now.

The inner part of the Taoist temple was split into two sects. One was mainly a disciple who practiced martial arts, standing on Zhou Xia's side; the other was a traditional sect in the Taoist temple, who studied the Taoist philosophy passed down by Wen Ling, and was disgusted with the outsider who came out halfway and whose style was not consistent with the original Taoist temple, taking over as the dean.

Now, if Zhou Xia had not had a high personal prestige and had trained many loyal disciples over the years, she would have been defeated. Even so, the elders' faction now made Yu Hao publicly challenge Zhou Xia to abdicate and give up the wise, which made her feel a little worried.

Zhou Xia is essentially simple. Even if she tries to control power with her extremely high intelligence, she often loses her ability. After all, this is not the area she is best at. Now, many of her affairs and decisions in the Taoist temple still need to be completed by relying on the core disciples around her.

Even though Zhou Xia has profound internal skills, she is still a physical body and is old and cannot compare with the gods and demons in the Three Realms with the core of power. Now, she is exhausted both physically and mentally, and sweat is quietly falling on her head.

She wiped her sweat, suppressed her fatigue, and was about to continue to command things, suddenly, a sound that had not sounded for a long time sounded deep in her soul:

"Zhou Xia, I'm here to have a free meal. Get some food for me. After I finish eating, I'm going to study in the study."

Her heart suddenly relaxed, it was the great god.

Even with the extremely simple and crude instructions, Zhou Xia suddenly felt like he was returning home and finally found a support.

Her originally tight cheeks relaxed, and even her serious expression disappeared, and a slight smile appeared.

"Let these things be put down for the time being." Zhou Xia pressed her hands on the table, giving a temporary end to everything. "We won't talk about business tonight. Let's go with me to the canteen to get some ready-made dishes and bring them to the study. Then you go to the best restaurant outside and find their chefs. It doesn't matter how much it costs, I'll do it."

The disciples were extremely puzzled and hurriedly asked why.

Zhou Xia said: "There is no reason, but I want to receive an old friend who hasn't been here for a long time. Let's prepare quickly and don't let people wait in a hurry."

When Zhou Xia brought several disciples to the study, Huang Si was already sitting on the desk with a math book. Seeing her come in, Huang Si glanced at her and complained, "It's so slow."

Zhou Xia couldn't help but raise her lips. She had really not seen her soul master for a long time, and she always felt that he had been very busy. Wen Ling was there before, but after Wen Ling died, she was the only one. Although Lin Zhuo and the others were also following her, she and Lin Zhuo and the others had no common language, so they could only practice martial arts. What's more, they had already followed Huang Si's instructions over the years to send out to teach martial arts to the human race in other regions.

Nowadays, Zhou Xia is the only one in the Taoist ancestral family.

"It's not slow, it's just a little cold. If you don't mind, you can eat it directly. If you mind, I'll let someone take it to heat it up." Zhou Xia said with a smile.

The disciples next to them were really stunned. Most of them were young, and many people had never seen Huang Si at all. They didn't know what this man who looked like was in his twenties.

In fact, in the entire Taoist temple, except for the clan, only some members of the Elders School knew about the existence of a person like Huang Si.

Those people only know that Huang Si is not an ordinary person, but they don’t know what exactly exists.

But one thing is certain: over the years, this person's age has hardly changed much, and he even occasionally appears with his 30-year-old appearance, and next time he will be in his 20-year-old again. It is certain that he is not a mortal.

It’s not that they had suspected that Huang Si was a god, but this man didn’t look like a god at all. He was almost domineering in the Taoist temple, eating and drinking, or sitting on a street stall on a chair and couldn’t see anything. It really made it difficult to connect him with the gods.
Chapter completed!