Don’t Mess with Shennong

The days have been so peaceful for more than a month. The college entrance examination for this semester has begun, and I didn’t see the so-called “training class” because there was no scope for the questions and no unified training materials. The plan to add points to the training class was aborted.

Although the face of the education department is a bit painful, fortunately, the social environment is getting better every day, and the new semester can finally start smoothly.

Wang Fengxi received a notice from the school and asked her to report to the school tomorrow. The tuition is free, and the board and lodging are all in the school. The school has special cultivators to protect, so don’t worry about safety.

Moreover, through the news broadcast, this time, someone finally compiled a training course starting from high school, from high school to high school, from basic to introductory, as long as they can practice to the three realms of the Qi refining period, they can graduate from high school.

In the college entrance examination, questions are given within the scope of the three realms of this refining period. The training questions are divided into written examination and actual combat, each accounting for half of the score.

When he saw this news, Wang Fengxi jumped two meters high with excitement and almost hit the ceiling.

“Wow, I’m so happy. I can graduate from high school in the third stage of the Qi refining period. I am already a master at the concentrating period. When I wait for the college entrance examination, see how I hang up the rookie classmates in this period!”

Wang Ping’an held his forehead, a little headache, his sister’s cultivation speed was too fast.

Because she had eaten too many Lingguo and Fanhua flat peaches, her realm couldn’t be suppressed, and her concentration period would be slow. If she didn’t suppress it, she might be the same as Xu Qing, jumping into the essence of return.

“School is about to start tomorrow, and I can’t always protect you in school. This fruit basket will be given to you. I will step up the time to practice tonight and fully grasp its performance. When encountering enemies in the future, I will be able to protect myself. “

Wang Pingan summoned the fruit basket and handed it to his sister.

As a basic magic weapon, the fruit basket is ignorant and doesn’t know what the owner means.

However, Wang Fengxi was overjoyed. She had long been fond of this magic weapon basket, which could absorb other people’s magic weapons, and could also take people to fly for a short period of time. Even when it was critical, she could still attract the enemy for an instant.

This function is somewhat similar to the function of the bronze lamp, and this may be the ability that they bred together in that ancient tomb pit.

But this function is not the main one. The main function of the Fruit Lanzi is to collect the enemy’s magic weapon, and even the enemy’s attack can be absorbed.

This is its future growth direction.

Now I gave it to my sister, hoping they can grow up together.

So Wang Ping’an broke the connection with the fruit basket and asked his younger sister to sacrifice.

Fruit Basket may have been familiar with Wang Fengxi a long time ago, and she did not resist. She was extremely obedient, and was successfully refined by her.

After dawn, the entire orchard came out to help Wang Fengxi off. The parents reluctantly decided to send her to school with Wang Ping An to be at ease.

Brabus can sit down, so this requirement is not a problem.

Wang Pingan drove, with his family, towards No. 1 Middle School in the city.

The entire Baoshan City is within the protection area of ​​Yaowang Valley. The monsters have been cleaned up twice, and there are a lot of vehicles on the road, which is somewhat restored to the former prosperous level.

From the town to the city, there is only a few tens of minutes of mountain roads, the traffic is smooth, and I arrived soon.

At this time, the No. 1 Middle School was full of people, all parents sent their children to school.

In the past, the school did not offer practice courses, and parents secretly sent their children to practice training courses without spending less money.

Now they heard that the high school has opened training courses, so they are also willing to let their children resume school, strive to enter a higher school, and improve the level of cultivation.

Wang Pingan and his parents accompanied Wang Fengxi into the school. After she settled down, she left the school reluctantly.

The defensive power of the school has indeed been upgraded.

In the past, there were only two security guards guarding the gate of the school. Now it is the practitioners guarding the gate. There are also two practitioners on the campus, patrolling all the time and never relax.

Wang Ping’an hopes that this is not a pretense, for the students to see. This place, as the protection area of ​​Yaowanggu, also has the power of supervision and even processing.

After leaving school, Wang Ping’an took his parents to the city to buy some clothes and daily necessities.

Since the resurrection of the spirit, the monsters have become chaotic, and the parents have not been shopping for several months.

The streets at this time have not been fully restored, but the flow of people has already been a lot, and we can vaguely see the prosperity of the past.

While buying clothes with his parents in the mall, Wang Ping’an suddenly saw a completely transformed male demon shopping in a cosmetics counter with a calm posture, apparently frequenting human cities.

Feeling Wang Ping’s gaze, he suddenly turned his head, saw Wang Ping’s face, and opened his mouth in horror.

“Ping, Ping An Emperor…”

In an instant, his figure shattered, like a glass product, instantly shattered into hundreds of pieces, each piece would move on its own, like a mouse, crawling into the chaotic crowd and fleeing in different directions.

Wang Ping’an frowned, and it was this title again. What does it mean?

Your title in the fairy world?

Also, why are these remnants of souls smuggled from the immortal world so afraid of themselves?

Fleeing desperately when you see yourself? Run even if you self-harm?

The Shennongding was not sacrificed just now. If the Shennongding was sacrificed, even if he was broken into a thousand pieces, he could instantly refine it into a pill.

Now that it has escaped, Wang Ping’an doesn’t want to chase after him. After all, his parents are still here, and their safety is the most important.

“Ah, what was that just now? Why did it break all at once? It’s too scary.” Mother asked in surprise.

“It may be a cultivator who encountered an emergency and used Taoism. Since it didn’t hurt people, just ignore them.” Wang Ping’an explained.

The father said, “Oh, this city is still chaotic. Let’s go back early. Go shopping here. It always feels unsafe. It’s better to be comfortable in our village. No matter how we go around, we are not afraid of monsters.”

“Okay, let’s go back now.” Wang Ping’an was deeply convinced, especially in the orchard, and he was not afraid of monsters appearing. Bahuangqi would teach the monsters who rushed to be monsters!

Starting Babos, Wang Ping An drove on the way back.

In a corner behind him, there were a few monster fragments, staring in the direction where Wang Ping had left, as if they had eyes, silently transmitting to other big monsters nearby.

“To keep up with him, you must find out today, who is this cultivator who looks very much like Emperor Ping An!”

“A reincarnated immortal whose three souls and seven souls have been broken cannot survive intact, let alone embark on the path of cultivation! What kind of situation did the old liars in the fairy world set up?”

“We seem to be fooled. If the Emperor Ping’an is not dead, even if our monster race sneaks into the world by tens of millions, we will not have a chance to become a candidate for the next Emperor! Therefore, he must die!”

For a time, a few demon shadows shuttled through the hidden places on both sides of the highway, closely chasing the Barbos pickup driven by Wang Ping’an.