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

In an ordinary cafe, four young men sat on the sofa, chatting and drinking.

One of them had dyed yellow hair, inch hair, ear studs, a flamboyant but muscular man who glanced helplessly at the time.

Feng Yuan couldn't help but look at the handsome young man wearing glasses and complained: "We, the reserve members, are we late?"

The young man pushed his glasses. Although his attention was focused on the blueprint of the spiritual gun in his hand, he still responded, "It's not that he's late, it's that you're too late."

"Fuck, Mo Xiu, you want to fight, right?"

Another young man in a casual suit smiled. Like Feng Yuan, he had a flirtatious temperament. Behind him, he always carried an ancient sword with him.

"Okay, okay, it's hard to come out, what's wrong with just relaxing for an hour like this."

Lin Jun stretched his waist, his eyes fell on the gate of Shengqing School not far away, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Oh, I was just like a junior in elementary school. If I choose Shengqing, I won't be single until now."

Feng Yuan sighed, "It's true, the year of our Ares High School, forget it, don't mention it, I finally got a girl, it's hard to describe..."

Among the four, only a very mature-looking man at the far end was quietly looking at the magazine in his hand.

Feng Yuan couldn't help but look at Zhuang Chu, "Brother Chu, I still envy you, you're both married, and you're still dating the school belle from the trial class!"

Zhuang Chu raised his head, glanced at his hair, knocked on the table and said, "Go back and dye the color of your hair back, and only come out for a day. Did you toss your hair all night?"

"I refuse! You're being biased! Why don't you talk about Liu Yan and the others? I'm out for a day, and I'm shopping for a perm. I can't even dye my hair."

Feng Yuan said a little aggrieved.

The trump card killing team is directly related to the heavenly king Luo Jin, and naturally the captain is also him.

But usually the king of heaven has too many things to do, and Zhuang Chu leads most of the tasks.

At the age of 25 and level 60, he is very convincing in terms of tactics and ability.

Zhuang Chu didn't speak, but raised his head and looked at Feng Yuan quietly.

Feng Yuan immediately confessed, "All right, all right, I'll go dye it and come back."

"There are also earrings." Mo Xiu raised his chest suddenly.

"I saw a tattoo on his right chest just now, Zhuang Chu, Feng Yuan is already a serious violation of discipline." Lin Jun couldn't help laughing.

Feng Yuan: "..."

"Damn, that's stickers! Stickers! Not tattoos!!!"

"I'll give you 10 minutes to get back to normal, or you can practice with me for an extra night when you go back." Zhuang Chu said calmly.

Feng Yuan's expression changed, and he ran out of the cafe without saying a word.

An extra hour of practice with this cultivator is torture, and an extra night of practice is probably going to collapse!

Holy Chime High School.

Inside the 302 dormitory.

Ye Xiang sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands exuded the real fire of Samadhi, wrapped in a lot of precious medicinal materials.

The naked eye can see that the medicinal materials are gradually melting into a liquid, and the essence is all condensed and sublimated.

After getting the inheritance of alchemy, Ye Xiang felt as if he had refined the elixirs countless times, and he was very handy, in the blink of an eye.

These liquids were gradually divided into ten pills with a tangy fragrance. The true fire of samadhi disappeared, and the ten reddish-brown pills fell into his hands. Ye Xiang picked them up and smelled them, and nodded in satisfaction.

That's right, the first refining is top grade.

Xisui Pill is a second-rank elixir, and the refining difficulty is not high.

Ye Xiang didn't stop, and used Taiji to roll up the medicinal materials for refining Ningbingsan and dropped them in front of him.

His eyes were cyan blue, and the true fire of samadhi suddenly appeared in his hand again.

Wrap these medicinal materials, the refining speed is still very fast, far faster than the previous attempt to use a pressure cooker to refine alchemy.

Soon, a pool of liquid like ice crystals was refined.

After the Samadhi True Fire disappeared, the liquid solidified in the blink of an eye, like a block of ice, very cold to the touch.

Ye Xiang handed Xisuidan and Ningbingsan to the assistant smart storage. After looking at the time, he found that it was already 08:30.

Not forgetting to gather at the cafe, he rubbed his slightly tired brows.

I got up and changed into a Shengqing school uniform, a decent white uniform, which looked good, but it was not as comfortable as casual sportswear.

When he washed up and went out, he originally planned to tie his hair casually, but after thinking about it seriously, he took out the half of the chopsticks that Shen's mother had tied up for him, and tied up his long hair.

Look at yourself in the mirror.

Tsk, she still looks lazy, forget it, I can't change it, so be it.

Ye Xiang left the dormitory and walked straight out of the school gate. Along the way, many student girls were looking at him with curious eyes.

I heard that the No. 1 boy in the freshman year is very mysterious. Is this the handsome boy in front of you?

Ye Xiang put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the cafe on foot. He glanced at the coordinates, and it was only a little over a kilometer away from Shengqing, so he didn't take a taxi.

Not long after, he saw the cafe.

I also happened to see a few beautiful big sisters walking into the cafe with a lot of shopping bags in their hands.

After He Liao looked around curiously, he was a little puzzled.

"Huh? Is our primary school boy here yet? I've already bought presents to welcome you!"

Liu Yan stepped on a pair of slender legs and found a seat to sit down.

"I'm so tired, my feet are sore."

"Who made you insist on wearing high heels to go out?" He Liao joked.

Ye Xiang touched his nose, and suddenly understood that these people in front of him were probably members of the trump card killing team.

After hesitating for a moment, he was about to step in.

The young lady with silver hair and her eyes covered by gauze turned her head, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

"People have arrived."

Ye Xiang glanced at her curiously, but he couldn't see him, and he was indeed the first to discover him.

Everyone turned their eyes to Ye Xiang.

Like a group of bosses watching, Ye Xiang really felt a sense of oppression.

These people in front of them are China's top elite trump cards.

When the girls saw Ye Xiang, their eyes lit up.

"You look so handsome!" He Liao walked up to Ye Xiang first, and unceremoniously stretched out his hand to pinch Ye Xiang's face.

"Wow, the elementary school boy is so cute! I'm like you. I used to be a member of Shengqing High School. Do you want me to ask my senior sister to know?"

Ye Xiang looked at the woman in front of him helplessly, but still nodded, "Sister."

"So cute, hey, it's really a gift for you, do you like it? I ordered someone to order!"

He Lie handed over a shopping bag.

Ye Xiang opened it and took a look, and found that it was a blue gown, his eyes lit up, it was indeed the style he liked.

"Thank you, senpai."

Everyone was looking at Ye Xiang curiously, Zhuang Chu got up at this time and walked to Ye Xiang.

He said calmly: "My name is Zhuang Chu, and I am the deputy team leader of the Killing Team. If you have any problems, you can tell me."

"Little brother, if you have any troubles in life, you can also tell me, don't hold back~"

Liu Yan couldn't help teasing too.