"Sure enough, the benefits of the school are good. You can use the first-level high-level spiritual energy training room for free for two hours every day."
Chen Mobai thought about it during the holiday. In order to make a breakthrough, his mother gritted her teeth and used good skills to upgrade the family's earth vein aura to the first level. In this way, the aura value was only 7, and occasionally it could fluctuate to 8 and 9.
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The fifth high school of the Immortal Sect is built on a third-level low-grade spiritual vein, and has a total of 300 training rooms.
After all, these students are the future flowers of the Immortal Sect, and we cannot starve them.
There are three hundred training rooms, divided into one hundred rooms each for the first, second and third levels, corresponding to the lower, middle and upper-level spiritual energy of the first level.
High school students are the hardest working, and the spiritual energy concentration in this training room is already at the top of the first level.
The training room is extremely simple, square and square, with only a futon on the bluestone floor in the middle.
Chen Mobai didn't waste time, put his phone away, turned on the auxiliary practice recording mode, sat on the futon, and started refining spiritual energy.
Since he had just broken through to the fifth level of Qi training, and was still relying on the power of elixirs, his state was not stable. He did not practice the Five Elements Internal Skills in the past two hours, but only performed the most basic Qi-nourishing techniques.
Waves of warm currents circulated in the meridians in the body. The pale white spiritual energy in the training room, which was about to turn into clouds, poured into Chen Mobai's mouth and nose like a long dragon, blending with his improved spiritual power and slowly blending in.
, turn it into your own true power.
He was immediately intoxicated with this feeling and couldn't extricate himself.
Time passes slowly.
A "ding" sound!
The soul-suppressing spell in the practice room awakened Chen Mobai from practice. No matter how reluctant he was to leave, thinking of the classmates who had been waiting in line outside the door for a long time, he could only pick up his mobile phone and walk out of the practice room in one step.
As soon as he came out, a female classmate at the back rushed in, swiped her card and closed the door in one go.
Not only him, but the other ninety-nine senior high school students also walked out of the training room reluctantly.
Among them was Chen Mobai’s deskmate, Lu Hongsheng.
"Young, you're lucky, you got the first batch."
After saying hello, I found that Lu Hongsheng's eyes were a little gloomy and unhappy.
"Do you know what I just saw?"
"What?"
Chen Mobai knew that Lu Hongsheng couldn't hide anything, so after waiting for a while, he took the initiative to speak up.
"I saw Song Zheng entering the second-level spiritual pulse training room."
"Second-level spiritual veins, aren't they exclusive to teachers? Who gave up his training room to Song Zheng?"
In the school, there are naturally not only training rooms for students, but also high-end training rooms exclusive for teachers.
In addition to the third-level training room dedicated to the principal, a foundation-building monk, there are ten other second-level training rooms. Even teachers have to queue up to take their turn.
Song Zheng's ability to enter the second-level training room means that a teacher has given up his training resources to him.
"Who else could it be? It must be Old Man Ding. He failed twice in building the foundation, and his time was running out. He concentrated on his education career. Seeing that Song Zheng had hope of entering the Fourth Avenue Academy, he decided to put himself in the second level
The share of the training room was given to him."
When he said these words, Lu Hongsheng felt envious and jealous.
I wish he was Song Zheng.
"It's so unfair. The school doesn't care."
While the two were talking, several classmates nearby also heard it, and one of the boys was filled with indignation.
Although there is no fairness in society, in the school, the upper class still have a tacit understanding to maintain fairness and justice on the surface.
The teacher gives up the training resources to the students. Although it is the teacher's own share, the real ownership of the training room is still the school. It is already unfair to the students. If they sue the Academic Affairs Office, it will at least cause a disturbance.
"What do you know? I heard that student Song Zheng has officially joined Teacher Ding during the holidays and registered in the Immortal Sect Education Department's inheritance hall. He is now a master and apprentice. The master gives resources to the apprentice, even if it is It’s not easy for the Academic Affairs Office to interfere.”
A female classmate said with a steady face to the male classmate who wanted to report.
Song Zheng has good looks and is a young genius. He is quite popular among girls.
Chen Mobai was also filled with envy in his heart.
If he practices in the second-level spiritual veins for one semester, he is confident that he can be promoted to the sixth level of Qi training. Students at this level cannot enter the fourth-level Taoist academy, but it is still possible to enter the second-level Taoist academy, and it is even more casual for the third-level Taoist academy. Choose.
He also has true spiritual roots, so why doesn’t any teacher like him?
It can only be said that even though they are both true spiritual roots, they also have their own levels.
"You guys chat, I'm going home, see you tomorrow."
Chen Mobai still has an enterprising spirit. Although he feels unfair in his heart, he has no intention of participating in these disputes.
After using up the free time in the school's training room, he hurried back home. After all, his mother spent half a year buying a first-class high-grade spiritual vein, just so that he could get good grades in the college entrance examination.
But it can't be wasted.
When I got home, there was no one.
Both parents worked hard to support the family, especially after renting the spiritual pulse for half a year at a time, they worked more overtime and had to go home very late every day.
Chen Mobai first cooked a pot of spiritual rice, and then cut large pieces of yellow paper into standard small talisman papers of 12cm and 6cm wide in his mother's studio.
After the spiritual rice was cooked, Chen Mobai had cut more than a hundred blank talisman papers.
He counted 12 dozen cards, folded them one by one, tied them with a special spiritual rope, arranged the six dozen in two piles and put them in the packaging box.
This kind of large talisman paper costs 1 good work. Once cut and packaged, it can be sold for 2 good works. After conversion, it is roughly 1 point of good work for each box.
In order to support his family, Chen Mobai will do whatever work he can.
Arrange the two packed boxes of talisman papers neatly on the table, plus the eight boxes I cut before, making up an integer of ten, filling a whole table.
He took out his mobile phone and took a dozen photos at different angles, then selected a few of the better-looking ones and put them on the official online trading market of Xianmen.
According to common sense, there will be bids one after another within a week, and when the time comes, Chen Mobai will choose one of the highest bidders to sell.
Since he can't afford the transmission fee, his things are limited to face-to-face transactions in Danxia City.
The transportation in the city is well developed, and students can travel for free with their student cards.
After eating the rice, which was as plump as jade, Chen Mobai used a cleaning technique to clean up all the pots and pans and entered his bedroom.
Although his family has a special practice room at the mouth of the earth vein pipe that carries spiritual energy underground, Chen Mobai still likes to practice qi in his own room.
After all, as long as the door of the training room is left open, the first-level high-grade spiritual energy will spread to every room in the entire house. Even if the windows are open, the spirit-sealing restriction of the entire house will firmly lock the earth vein spiritual energy in the room. There is no need to worry about waste.
Of course, it is precisely because of this that the scope has been expanded, and the concentration of spiritual energy in the house is not as good as in the school's training room.
But Chen Mobai was already very satisfied.
He resisted the urge to watch the live broadcast on his mobile phone, and did not think about the dancing and singing fairies. He calmed down and sat cross-legged on his bed, preparing to practice, when he suddenly saw the turtle shell on the bedside table.
"Mom, it's true, why did you bring this unlucky thing over here!"