Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

Hearing this question, everyone looked at Ye Xiang.

Indeed, he is now at level 40, and has already caught up with the average grade of seniors. In the next semester, he will start doing internships in various places during his senior year, such as hunter troops, patrol agencies, judicial agencies, mercenary groups, or joining legions and so on.

With Ye Xiang's current level, it would be a waste of time to go back to school.

"Either study for half a year? It's fine to graduate early then." Liu Yan suggested.

"After all, the time at school is still very good. It's too short to have many memories in the future."

Hearing this sentence, Ye Xiang couldn't help but think of Feng Miaoquan, Chen Wanyan, Wang Jun, his tutor Xu Mengmeng and the classmates in his class.

Although he seldom goes to class, he still likes the atmosphere and classmates in the class very much.

But as Feng Yuan said, he continued to stay in school, delaying his cultivation.

But the next time we meet again, maybe it will be a few years later.

"It's a very simple question, why make it so complicated? It's just a change of order. In the past, the school was the main one, and the killing team was the supplementary. Now, the killing team will be the main one, and the school is the supplementary. If there is no task, go back to school." " Lin Jun said helplessly.

Everyone's eyes lit up, indeed, after all, when there is no task, everyone is relatively free.

Luo Jin, who had been silent all this time, also nodded, and said, "At least in the next six months, there won't be many tasks left, but the front line still needs to be paid attention to at any time."

After this barbecue meal, everyone smiled and said: "Okay, there are still three days until New Year's Eve, everyone will go back to their respective homes, and each will find their respective mothers."

"See you next year, elementary school brother." He Liao waved goodbye to Ye Xiang.

Ye Xiang nodded. His home was the furthest away, in Ningchuan City, nearly a thousand kilometers away, and he needed to take a special plane to go back.

As soon as the plane took off, heavy snow fell from the sky.

The driver was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile, "I thought it wouldn't snow this year, it's so late."

"Well, it's the first time I saw heavy snow."

Ye Xiang nodded slightly, except that he saw the university in the northern desert city when he was manipulating the puppet.

This is the first time I have seen such a heavy snowfall with my own eyes. I have never seen it in Ningchuan, and I have never had the opportunity to come to Kyoto before.

Without chatting a few more words, Ye Xiang closed his eyes and began to meditate on branding the Immortal Mark, without wasting any time.

More than two hours later, Ye Xiang stepped off the plane. His original blue shirt was too torn to wear, so he changed into the black uniform of the killing team.

On his shoulders, the rank of first-class lieutenant gleamed in the sun.

In the community, I saw a military fighter jet landing with a high profile, and the roaring propeller was very loud. Many neighbors poked their heads out after hearing the movement.

Everyone couldn't help but be surprised when they saw the Ace Killing Team uniform that symbolized the heroes of the human race, but they quickly guessed who it was.

Ye Xiang raised his head slightly, and his handsome face was instantly recognized by many neighbors.

It's only been half a year since I saw him, and the boy's temperament has changed a lot.

I don't know if it's because he wasn't wearing a green shirt, and his long hair was covered by a hat, so he looked more energetic.

The genius boy who once caused a sensation in the whole city has returned as the trump card killing team that caused a sensation in the whole country.

How long has it been since?

Ye Xiang picked up his backpack and approached the community.

The festive ribbons have already been posted, and this year's new year is destined to be extremely lively.

This year, Jingzhou was recovered, Berkshire was recovered, the two places were recovered in one go, and the whole country celebrated with joy!

But when the names of the sacrificed soldiers appeared on the big screen for everyone to remember them, they couldn't help being full of grief.

They also have families and children.

But there are always people who are carrying the burden for China, and they rush to the forefront with the firmest belief.

For some unknown reason, on the balconies of every household, everyone poked their heads out when they heard the movement, and their eyes fell on the thin figure of the young man at the gate of the community.

Although he was still very young, his black chill uniform showed that he had just returned from the front line.

Those alien enemies who looked very scary on the screen, this young man, had already started to deal with them.

A man couldn't hold back his emotions, and shouted loudly: "Slay Team! Awesome!!"

The next moment, dense applause resounded throughout the community.

After Ye Xiang was stunned for a moment, he put down his backpack.

Standing at attention neatly, salute!

This praise and honor does not belong to him alone, but belongs to the beheading team, and belongs to all the soldiers who are still stationed and fighting on the front line.

In the distance, Shen's father, Shen's mother, and Shen Youwei, who had already come down to welcome Ye Xiang home, couldn't help but stop when they saw this scene.

Shen's mother couldn't help but shed tears. This child has really grown up. It turns out that he has become so outstanding without knowing it.

If Ye Xiang's biological parents could see this scene, they would only be happier.

After returning home, a table full of sumptuous meals has already been prepared.

When Ye wanted to come back, he roughly said when he would come back, two or three hours.

Shen Tianyang looked at the military rank on Ye Xiang's uniform, a little jealous.

Shen's mother couldn't understand, Shen Youwei didn't care, only he knew that this rank was a first-class captain!

Ye Xiang's combat achievements are definitely not limited to the ones announced, otherwise he would only be a third-class special officer at most.

When he was young, he naturally yearned for the ace killing team the most. If it couldn't work, the ace white tiger team would also do.

It's a pity that even if his right hand is recovered now, he is not old enough to join the army.

Thinking of this, Shen Tianyang glanced at the ancient sword at Ye Xiang's waist, and said suddenly: "Don't worry about eating, I made something good for you."

Ye Xiang was a little puzzled, but Shen's mother said angrily, "Is there anything more important than eating?"

"This matter is definitely more important than eating!"

It was rare for Shen's father to say a word to go back, but he didn't dare to turn his head and got up quickly, and walked into a single room that was recently sorted out. The previous room was full of sundries.

Since the recovery of the right hand, it has been upgraded to a scientific research laboratory immediately, as stated on the sign.

Shen's mother explained helplessly: "Since your elixir recovered his right hand, he has been writing something every day, and sometimes he doesn't eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Shen Tianyang take out a silver ring, something like a black lock, and two small silver swords.

"Ye Xiang, give me your sword, and I'll cover it up for you."

"Ah."

Ye Xiang handed the Shengxie Sword to Shen Tianyang without hesitation.

After Shen Tianyang took it, he directly pulled out the Shengxie Sword from the scabbard, and an aura of both righteousness and evil swept over him.

The whole body of the sword is full of silvery ancient charm, showing its sharpness, and it is a very good ancient sword at first glance.

After Shen Tianyang looked at it for a while, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

"Victorious Evil Sword?"

"Well, it was given by God of War Heng." Ye Xiang nodded.