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Chapter 2 Turtle Shell

"It's true that the school's welfare is good. The first-level top-level spiritual energy cultivation room can be used for two hours a day."

Chen Mobai thought about the holiday. In order to make himself break through, my mother gritted her teeth and used her good skills to upgrade the spiritual energy of the earth veins at home to the first level. In this way, the spiritual energy value was only 7, and it could occasionally fluctuate to 8 and 9.

The fifth high school of the Immortal Sect was built on a third-level low-grade spiritual vein, and a total of 300 cultivation rooms were opened.

After all, these students are the flowers of the future of the Immortal Sect, so you can't starve them.

Three hundred practice rooms, one hundred each of the first and second high schools, each corresponding to the first-level, middle-level and upper-level spiritual energy.

Senior high school students work the most hard, and the concentration of spiritual energy in this training room is already the top in the first-level.

The training room is extremely simple, square, with only a cushion on the bluestone floor in the middle.

Chen Mobai did not waste time, so he put his phone in place, turned on the auxiliary training video mode, and sat upright on the cushion and began to refine spiritual energy.

Since he had just broken through to the fifth level of Qi training, and he relied on the power of elixirs, his realm was unstable. He had not practiced the five elements internal strength in the past two hours, but he only operated the most basic Qi-raising technique.

Warm currents flowed through the meridians in the body. The light white spiritual energy that was about to turn into clouds in the cultivation room was like a long dragon, pouring into Chen Mobai's mouth and nose, blending with his enhanced spiritual power, slowly running in, and turning into his own real power.

He immediately became immersed in this feeling and couldn't extricate himself.

Time passes slowly.

There was a "ding" sound!

The soul-suppressing spell in the cultivation room awakened Chen Mobai from the cultivation room. No matter how reluctant he was, he thought of the classmates who had been waiting in line outside the door for a long time, so he could only pick up his mobile phone and walk out of the cultivation room in one step.

As soon as he came out, a female classmate in the back rushed in immediately and swiped the card to close the door in one go.

Not only him, but the other ninety-nine senior high school students also reluctantly walked out of the training room.

Among them is Chen Mobai's deskmate, Lu Hongsheng.

"Yeah, you're lucky, you actually got the first batch."

After saying hello, he found that Lu Hongsheng's eyes were a little gloomy and depressed.

"You know what I saw just now?"

"What?"

Chen Mobai knew that Lu Hongsheng could not hide the matter at all, so he waited for a while and said it on his own initiative.

"I saw Song Zheng enter the second-level spiritual vein cultivation room."

"The second-level spiritual veins, aren't they all exclusive to the teachers? Who gave up his cultivation room to Song Zheng?"

In the school, there are naturally not only students’ practice rooms, but also high-end practice rooms exclusive to teachers.

In addition to the third-level practice room that is exclusively for the principal and the foundation-building monk, the other ten second-level practice rooms, even teachers need to queue up to be their turn.

The reason why Song Zheng was able to enter the second-level training room means that a teacher gave him his cultivation resources.

"Who else can be it? It must be Old Man Ding. He failed to build the foundation twice, and he had not had much time to do so. He was determined to take root in the education cause. Seeing that Song Zheng had hope of entering the Four Great Dao Courts, he gave him the share of his second-level practice room."

When Lu Hongsheng said these words, he was so envious and jealous.

I wish he was Song Zheng.

"It's too unfair, and the school doesn't care."

While the two were talking, several classmates next to them also heard it, and one of the boys was filled with righteous indignation.

Although there is no fairness in society, in schools, the upper class still tacitly maintains fairness and justice in the openness.

The teacher gives the training resources to the students. Although it is the teacher's own share, the real ownership of this training room is still the school, which is no longer fair to the students. If you sue the Academic Affairs Office, at least a storm will be caused.

"What do you know? I heard that Song Zheng had officially joined Teacher Ding during the holidays and registered in the Inheritance Hall of the Ministry of Education of the Immortal Sect. He was already a master and apprentice. The master gave the resources to his apprentice, and it was not easy for the Academic Affairs Office to interfere."

A female classmate said unswervingly to the male classmate who was about to report it.

Song Zheng is good-looking and a young genius, so he is quite popular among girls.

Chen Mobai was also envious.

If he practiced on the second-level spiritual vein for one semester, he would be confident that he could be promoted to the sixth level of Qi training. Students at this level could not enter the four major Taoist cemeteries, but it is still possible to choose the second-level Taoist cemeteries, and the third-level Taoist cemeteries at will.

He is also a true spiritual root, why doesn’t the teacher like him?

It can only be said that both true spiritual roots have high or low levels.

"You guys talk, 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 the school’s training room for free, he rushed home. After all, my mother rarely had bleeding and bought a first-level top-grade spiritual vein that had been in the past six months, just to make him get a good grade in the college entrance examination.

It can't be wasted.

After returning home, there was no one.

My parents worked hard to support the family, especially after renting the spiritual vein for half a year in one go, 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 the large yellow paper into small talisman papers with a length of 12cm and a width of 6cm in my mother's studio.

After the spiritual rice was cooked, Chen Mobai had cut more than a hundred blank talisman papers.

He counted 12 pieces and folded them one by one, then tied them with a special spiritual rope, and put six dozen pieces in two stacks into the packaging box.

This kind of large talisman paper costs 1 good deed. After cutting it and packaging it, it can be sold for 2 good deeds. After conversion, it will probably make 1 point of handmade money for each box.

In order to subsidize household income, Chen Mobai will do some work within his ability.

The two boxes of talisman papers that I had packed neatly arranged on the table, and the eight boxes I had cut before were added to make a total of ten, which filled a large table.

He took out his mobile phone and took more than a dozen photos with a change of angle, then selected a few of them that were more beautiful, and placed them in the online trading market officially opened by Xianmen.

According to common sense, there will be people bidding one after another within a week, and then Chen Mobai will choose one of the ones with the highest bidding to sell them.

Since the transmission fee cannot be paid, his things are limited to face-to-face transactions in Danxia City.

With developed transportation in the city, he can take the student card for free.

After eating the full grains of rice, Chen Mobai used a cleaning technique, cleaned up the pots and pans, and entered his bedroom.

Although the family opened a special training room at the mouth of the underground veins that transport spiritual energy, Chen Mobai still likes to practice Qi in his room.

After all, as long as the door of the cultivation room is opened, the first-level top-grade spiritual energy will spread to every room in the entire room. Even if the window is open, the overall spirit sealing restriction of the house will lock the earth vein spiritual energy firmly in the room, and 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 that of the school’s practice room.

But Chen Mobai was already very satisfied.

He resisted the urge to watch the live broadcast by browsing his mobile phone, and did not think about the little fairies who danced and sang opera. He calmed down and sat cross-legged on his bed, preparing to practice, but suddenly saw the turtle shell on the bedside table.
Chapter completed!
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