I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1317: Practice with your classmates

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An Lin rode Dabai and flew all the way towards Xianlian University.

Beside him, there was a little whale that kept spitting bubbles.

Bubbles explode in the air, displaying characters one by one.

The little whale spit out bubbles and said: Alas, with the help of the Five Emperors, although the body can become bigger and smaller, but eating flat peaches has no taste, woo woo woo...

An Lin said cheerfully, "Don't you already have 10 million spirit stones? High-level blood refinement and differentiation pills need about 300 million, and you only need to earn another 290 million."

The little whale became even more depressed when he heard the words, and frantically spit bubbles: Is 290 million so easy to earn? This is an astronomical figure! ! I don't know that it can only be achieved in the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

Yuhua Tianxian comforted at the side: "Principal, don't worry, the years are long, there are so many opportunities to make money, there will always be a time to raise all the money."

The little whale is still very sad: I am afraid that after thousands of years, I will have become a complete Kunpeng.

"Thousands of years later?" An Lin looked surprised, "It won't take that long, I can earn 100 million a year, wouldn't it be done in three years?"

Yuhua Tianxian: "..."

Wang Xianyu: "..."

The little whale suddenly pounced in front of An Lin, frantically spitting bubbles: Big brother take me, big brother take me!

An Lin said with a speechless face: "You are the principal, I am just a small student, please pay attention to the influence."

The little whale refused to let go, and spit bubbles and said: Fellow Daoist Anlin is the number one person in our school since ancient times. Yesterday you were proud of your alma mater, and today your alma mater is proud of you, so I am also proud of you. Please take care of me. Me, what's the matter

It looks very reasonable.

But An Lin still refused righteously: "Don't talk about it, I am a man who wants to save his wife's money. After a hundred years, I want to hold a world-wide wedding, and it will all cost money!"

An Lin uttered his bold words.

Xu Xiaolan, who was flying with the sword not far away, lowered her head slightly, her white jade-like face was a little blushing.

When others talk about a worldwide wedding, Wang Xianyu will definitely scoff at it.

But when An Lin said this, Wang Xianyu had to believe it. After all, he also witnessed An Lin's performance at the Flat Peach Conference with the eyes of the non-participants. It is not impossible for such a man with stunning talents to hold a worldwide wedding.

Soon, An Lin returned to school again.

The leisurely and natural life has begun again.

An Lin doesn't need to practice much now, he just waits for Chang'e's magic pill and Ziwei's artifact. Once these two things arrive, promotion to return to the void will be a matter of course.

Hey, no, Xiaoxie is also a magic weapon!

An Lin suddenly came back to his senses. In other words, as long as Chang'e's magic pill is produced, he can be promoted to the Void Return Realm! !

Suddenly looking forward to it.

Tool use class.

On the expansive lawn.

An Lin was holding an ordinary magic weapon and was waving it casually.

He was training with his classmate Sun Shenglian, one of the four little followers in the Ten Thousand Mountains Region, a beautiful sword repairer with a high temperament and a pair of breasts.

She used to be regarded as the most "vicious" girl by An Lin.

But now, the title of the most "fierce" girl has been snatched away by a master monk. She is an F-rank strong man, and ordinary women are no match at all.

Even if Sun Shenglian wasn't the fiercest, she was very fierce.

She was dressed in a blue slim priestly robe, with a tall and curvy figure, a slender neck and a delicate collarbone, making her look like a beautiful and proud white swan.

An Lin waved the magic weapon in his hand casually, and Sun Shenglian was forced to back up again and again. As his body leaped, his chest throbbed endlessly. The scenery was really hard to ignore.

An Lin looked at it for a while, and saw that Sun Shenglian had revealed an obvious flaw, then he casually swiped his long sword at that flaw, and the cold light of the sword rested on Sun Shenglian's neck.

"I lost..." Sun Shenglian sighed, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Through the battle with An Lin, she gained a lot of new insights into the way of swordsmanship.

An Lin was not aware of this, and just nodded with a smile.

He has transcended to another level, he doesn't think his sword skills are so good, and he doesn't know what his sword skills mean to the students who practice with him.

He was just bored, and his classmates wanted to practice against him, so he played with them like this.

Not far away, the teacher in charge of teaching swordsmanship stroked his beard and sighed.

"Hey... these days, a student is better at swordplay than me. The meaning of the sword is ethereal and profound, and the way of wielding the sword is simplified. The students practice duel with him without psychological pressure. The effect of duel practice is much better than my own teaching Times..." The teacher sighed in melancholy and envy.

Becoming a teacher before graduating, are you talking about students like An Lin

"It's my turn, it's my turn, Brother An, please give me your advice!" A pretty woman in pink with short hair jumped out and gave a duel salute with a smile.

Seeing the flat-chested girl Miao Tian, An Lin couldn't help sighing secretly.

Sure enough, girls with big breasts are real and more three-dimensional.

at this time.

Whoosh whoosh!

Several ice darts have already struck through the air.

An Lin didn't pay attention, and instinctively waved the long sword in his hand, slashing at the ice dart.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

The angle is precise and the strength is terrifying.

The ice dart of the spirit weapon level was chopped into the sky by An Lin.

Miao Tian looked bewildered.

The air suddenly fell into silence.

Soon, Miao Tian's eyes were red, and she cried, "An Lin, you...you bully!"

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention just now, and I acted a little harder. Didn't you refine the spiritual weapons? You can recall them!" An Lin said anxiously.

Miao Tian looked aggrieved: "The dart was cut too far by you, I can't sense it..."

An Lin: "..."

It was really embarrassing to chop off a classmate's weapon with a sword.

As a last resort, An Lin had no choice but to release his powerful divine sense and help Miao Tian retrieve the weapon.

The two continued to practice each other, An Lin didn't use the sword, and performed a dart catch with bare hands.

I have to say that as long as the realm is advanced, everything becomes easier, let alone invincible, it is still no problem to be proficient in everything.

Immediately afterwards, he played hand-to-hand combat with Luo Ziping, played wind with Zong Yongyan, and played Wan Ling Tai Chi with Brother Cheng, bah! Play Wan Ling Tai Chi.

After training.

Go back to the small attic and tease the three little beauties, Xiaohong, Xiaogu and Xiaona.

Xiaona is getting more and more wild, and Xiaohong is getting more and more salty. In the final analysis, Xiaogu is the best. Xiaogu is gentle, pleasant, and understanding. From time to time, he even turns into a beautiful little butterfly and dances around him. It feels very good good.

The days passed peacefully like this.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Facing the warm sunlight, An Lin and Xu Xiaolan strolled on the tree-lined path of the campus, and walked towards the classroom not far away.

He has been going to every class on time recently, and cherishes every day on campus.

But suddenly, An Lin's expression became extremely solemn, he looked towards a certain direction outside the campus, and said coldly: "Something is coming!!"

It’s Thanksgiving, thank you all true loves for your support and encouragement, thank you~ Snail is writing books with you all the way, it’s great~ Snail is very happy

(end of this chapter)