"Huh? Why did I feel like there was a strong mental wave sweeping past me just now? Is it an illusion?"
Teacher Zhu, who was lying on her side on the bed in the lounge, suddenly turned over and frowned slightly. After trying to sense it carefully, she found that everything was as usual. She thought she was dreaming just now. , turned over and closed his eyes again.
He muttered softly and unconsciously: "I must be too tired in the past two days and my nerves are a little allergic. Where can there be a spiritual master above the third level in the South China Martial Arts School or the entire Xichu City?"
"A D-class town far away from the center of the Federation with a population of just over one million. No senior spiritual master would be bored enough to come here to explore. He must be dreaming..."
As for Yang Fan in the training room next door, he was not within the scope of Teacher Zhu's consideration at all.
A newbie who has just awakened his spiritual power, even with the assistance of the second-level spiritual cultivation grass, will not be able to be promoted to the first-level spiritual master if he dies.
Moreover, it is impossible for him to completely refine the power of the second-level elixir so quickly. Even if he can advance, it will probably be a week or a month later.
Teacher Zhu stayed here and had already seen too many students who thought they had good talents wasting the second-level spirit-nurturing grass over and over again and failing to advance again and again. He had long been used to it.
"That's Zhu Huanan, that whimsical old guy. If a good martial arts school insists on cultivating a spiritual master, it is simply not doing its job properly!"
"Don't he know that those who are truly spiritually gifted are destined to be extraordinary from the moment they are born? There will naturally be better and more professional schools to train them. How can we get a pure martial arts school without any professional foundation? Go pick up leaks?"
"Ha... owe~!"
Teacher Zhu stretched and yawned widely, then tilted his head, drooped his eyelids, and fell asleep.
The teacher on duty in the No. 1 training room also felt something abnormal when Yang Fan broke through to the third level spiritual master. At that moment, he felt like he was being watched by something.
But that feeling passed away in a flash. Like Teacher Zhu, he also thought it was his illusion. He looked around vigilantly. After finding nothing unusual, he stopped paying attention and continued to observe the practice room carefully. s student.
Then he was very confused to find that after swallowing all the second-level spiritual cultivating grass, the student did not immediately meditate to refine and absorb it, but got up directly, opened the door, and left!
"Should I remind him?"
"It's wrong to do this. It's a shameful waste!"
"Every second-level elixir is collected from the monster beasts outside the school by teachers in the school who take endless risks. They must not be wasted like this!"
At this moment, the teacher on duty had the urge to drag Yang Fan back and beat him up.
In the past, students, even young ladies from wealthy families, would try their best to absorb and refine the elixir as soon as they swallowed it. Many of them could even stay in the training room for a whole week without eating or drinking. time.
He has never seen a student as lazy and passive as Yang Fan, who is so inattentive even in absorbing and refining elixirs. How can he be so successful in the future
What a prodigal son!
The teacher on duty sighed in his heart, but in the end, he still endured it.
Because there is no reason!
After all, it is their own elixir. Regardless of whether it was obtained through money, trust, or his own ability, it is his own thing, and it is his freedom to use it how he wants.
Even if he flushed all those elixirs into the toilet, others wouldn't be able to fault him at all.
The teacher on duty had no reason to blame, reprimand or even teach Yang Fan how to use his cultivation resources. The school did not have such regulations, and it was not within his scope of responsibilities.
Therefore, the only thing he could do was to watch silently as Yang Fan left the No. 1 training room with an excited smile on his face.
Then, the teacher on duty made a truthful record in his observation record:
"Yang Fan, a student of Class 29, Grade 3, Martial Arts Level 8, initial stage of awakening of spiritual power, training time, one hour and twenty-five minutes. Take elixir: Level 2 Spirit-nurturing Grass; Refining Time: 0; Mental Power Cultivation progress: 0; potential assessment: 0."
Yang Fan confidently returned to the classroom of Class 29. There was a teacher in the classroom who was having a normal class. Yang Fan opened the classroom door with a report, and then started to look dumbfounded at the teacher who was talking on the podium.
"Huang Zhong? How come he got better so quickly?"
Yang Fan was surprised. Two hours ago, he clearly saw Wang Zhe smash Huang Zhong's stomach with one punch, completely destroying Huang Zhong's Dantian and martial arts foundation. He looked pitiful with only half a life left.
But now, he appears on the podium of Class 29 intact as before. How could this guy be back to his original state so quickly
Could it be that the South China Martial Arts School also has ambergris liquid similar to the one in Golden Jumang's body that can instantly restore any injuries in a person's body to their original state
Yang Fan immediately thought of the magic medicine he got in the game. Even the broken throat of the fourth-level demon general Tiger King could be instantly healed and resurrected with full blood. If he wanted to heal Huang Zhong's Dantian, that's not it. What a joke
"In my memory, it seems that the golden giant finally died in the hands of the South China Grandmaster. There must be still some ambergris seized at that time, but it's been more than 130 years, and it hasn't been used up yet? "
Yang Fan was stunned and felt that something was impossible.
Even though the poisonous sac of the golden giant is not small, it contains more than ten kilograms of ambergris, but after so many years of use, even a hundred kilograms should have been used up long ago, and it is impossible to preserve it. so long.
"It seems that there are really a lot of good things in the warehouse of the School Resources Office! There are even magical medicines like ambergris that can instantly revive people with full blood! I must get some if I have the chance. come out!"
For a moment, Yang Fan started to drool a little. It seemed that the top three in tomorrow's resource competition would have an opportunity to go to the school-funded warehouse to select elixir resources.
"It turns out to be classmate Yang Fan. I heard from Principal Chen that you went to the training room of the School Resources Office. I didn't expect you to come out so soon."
After Huang Zhong saw Yang Fan, the corners of his mouth twitched, his pupils tightened, and his fists clenched for a moment and then suddenly unclenched.
Immediately afterwards, an amiable and sincere smile appeared on his face, he waved at Yang Fan and said: "Since you are back, hurry up and take your seats. The college entrance examination is about to take place. Every second of everyone's time You can’t slack off!”
"Thank you, Teacher Huang!"
Yang Fan politely bowed his thanks, then stepped into the classroom and went straight to his seat in the back, as if there was no unpleasantness between him and Huang Zhong at all.
On the way back to his seat, all the students in the class were staring at him as if they were aliens. They were shocked, confused, afraid, and timid. Yang Fan felt a little embarrassed. , I always felt that I should have become a lot more handsome.
After returning to his seat, Yang Fan found that An Sheng was also staring at him dumbfounded. Yang Fan couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his handsome face, and asked An Sheng softly: "What's the matter, Fatty? I haven't seen you for only two classes. Don’t you recognize me?”
An Sheng nodded honestly: "To be honest, I really don't dare to admit it. Classmate Yang Fan, are you sure you just went to the training room and not the hair washing room?"
"What do you mean?" Yang Fan was stunned. He originally thought An Sheng would ask him about his relationship with Wang Zhe, but he didn't expect that the first sentence that came out of An Sheng's mouth was "hair washing room?"
"See for yourself!"
An Sheng suppressed a smile and casually handed a small mirror to Yang Fan. Yang Fan took it and looked at it. He was shocked, and with a click, he crushed the mirror in his hand to pieces.
Who is that monster with purple hair and face in the mirror? !
When did my handsome face and flowing black hair become like this? Who is framing me? !
Yang Fan was shocked and angry in his heart, and at the same time, his old face also felt shy and irritable for a while.
Just now he was actually strutting around the school with such a stained head. No wonder the few junior students who were skipping class that he met on the way back to the classroom ran away in horror when they saw him. .
No wonder the students in the classroom just now looked at him as if they had seen a ghost. Even Huang Zhong was obviously shocked when he saw him.
Fortunately, he always thought that these people were shocked by his sudden improvement in martial arts skills and the fact that cousin Wang Zhe beat up Huang Zhong and Xia Luo for him.
Now it seems that this is not the case at all!
He was hacked by Teacher Zhu from the school resources department!
Either Principal Chen Guang was dissatisfied with him using the back door, or jealous of his handsome appearance, and was deliberately trying to punish him!
Yang Fan's persecution paranoia broke out again, and he began to wonder who was harming him.
"Yang Fan, the elixir you received from the school resources office, couldn't it be a second-level spiritual cultivating grass?" An Sheng suddenly thought of a possibility and asked Yang Fan in a low voice.
Yang Fan nodded. Sure enough, they had tampered with the spirit-nurturing grass. It was really unforgivable!
"That's no wonder." An Sheng suddenly realized, and then asked Yang Fan very experiencedly: "I guess after you got the Spirit-nurturing Grass, you probably chose to swallow it directly, right?"
Yang Fan nodded again, and at the same time he began to feel a little scared. Isn't the spirit-nurturing grass for eating
"Okay, okay!" An Sheng chuckled and said, "Don't worry, this is just a side effect of taking the yulingcao. It's normal. It's just that the color of the head and hair has changed a little, and it will disappear automatically in a few days. , will not have any adverse impact on you.”
"Actually, as long as you ask the teachers at the school resources office more often when you receive the medicine, or be a little polite to them, they will tell you carefully how to take the elixir you need."
An Sheng sounded like a veteran, and said to Yang Fan with a sly smile: "I'm sure you didn't ask any questions when you received the medicine, or maybe Teacher Zhu or Teacher Zhao was selling you the legendary high-level medicine." When you are trying to figure out the secrets, you are not active and you even think they are liars.”
"Otherwise, they will definitely tell you in advance that the best way to use Yulingcao is to apply it externally on the forehead, rather than swallowing it directly."
"Huh?!"
As soon as An Sheng finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong. After looking at Yang Fan doubtfully, without saying a word, he directly used his mental power to scan Yang Fan's body.
"Yang Fan, has your mental power already broken through?!"
"And he was promoted beyond the previous level and directly became a second-level spiritual master?!"
An Sheng was filled with surprise!
He actually couldn't sense any signs of mental power in Yang Fan's body. This was almost impossible to happen, unless Yang Fan's mental power had far exceeded the mental limit of a first-level mentalist like him!
But how is this possible
Even if Yang Fan took the Spirit-nurturing Grass, he shouldn't have such a huge breakthrough
Is it so easy to achieve the level 2 spiritual master
I have been practicing hard for three years, and I am still at the peak of level one, which shows how tough the mental barrier is at level two. Yang Fan, a rookie who has just awakened his spiritual power and has no training experience, how did he cross level one? That mental barrier between the second level
This unscientific! !
Yang Fan curled his lips and looked at An Sheng, the fat guy, with disdain. Now he was shocked? Didn’t you laugh happily just now
How could I file like that when I'm a second-level spiritual master? Do you really think that everyone is trapped in the realm of a first-level spiritual master just like you
Yang Fan suddenly became angry and gave Ansheng a mental thrust without any courtesy. Ansheng was shocked, and the depths of the sea of consciousness were like lightning strikes. His whole body suddenly became numb and stiff, and he could not relax for a long time.
After about half a minute, he slowly woke up from the strong mental stimulation, and looked at Yang Fan with straight eyes, the look in his eyes was already extremely shocked:
"Is there any mistake?"
"Is this guy Yang Fan a monster? He has directly surpassed the third level! Now he has become a third-level spiritual master?!"
"What the hell, you're almost catching up with my old man! Do you want to be so awesome?!"
(End of chapter)