A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

"This is the sixth uncle."

"Hello, Uncle Six!"

"Okay, okay... Our Lin family also has the number one scholar in the immortal sect... Thousands of years later, future generations will be able to see it in the history books..."

An old man cried with joy, but when others stopped him, he started laughing again.

"This is Uncle Seven..."

"Hello Uncle Qi..."

Lin Wanqiu led Jiang Ding to introduce these relatives who were rarely seen one by one, and shared his joy with others.

Jiang Ding also responded obediently one by one, attracting repeated compliments. He was worthy of being the number one scholar.

"Is this guy really Dainichi Swordsman??!"

At a banquet, Hua Bing couldn't help but said.

After experiencing virtual combat, countless lives withered before her eyes and her body was torn into pieces. It took her a long time to recover with the help of her parents.

To this day, I still have a bad temper. From time to time, I want to curse others, and I will take the initiative to provoke disputes and fight to alleviate them.

Others are in a similar situation.

The guy acted like nothing happened.

"This is called sending and receiving with the heart, and no one is lost because of the sword."

Gongsun Ling from the second class also came to join in the fun and guessed: "Perhaps war and killing are just ordinary things in life for a Dainichi Swordsman who understands the meaning of the sword. It is the same as eating and drinking, and he will not be affected by it." Effects similar to dark personality, post-war trauma, stress reaction, etc.”

"Sounds awesome."

Students from Class 1 and Class 2 gathered around and sat at several tables. Some people exclaimed.

We had discussed before that since we were switching to Kung Fu in college and we were very tight on study time, we moved the originally planned post-college entrance examination party here.

Anyway, Jiang Ding is not short of these tables of food.

"This is……"

"Hello, Teacher Guo! Hello, Teacher Wang, Hello, Teacher Zhang..."

Without waiting for Lin Wanqiu's introduction, Jiang Ding said first, offer a cup of tea.

Teachers such as Zhang Dingjun and Guo Kui also came to celebrate the first number one scholar they have taught in their decades of coaching, although they don’t know how he became the number one scholar.

But it would be nice if it turned out perfect.

The value of teachers in various subjects has skyrocketed several times in an instant, and parents who need tutoring have automatically adjusted their prices and have to wait until they are available.

"Dari Jianzi, long time no see!"

Zhang Dingjun joked: "We old guys have bent bones, but don't use your sword to suppress us all just because you were punished in class before."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Jiang Ding said embarrassedly.

"Hahaha……"

Everyone laughed.

"Stop drinking and remove all the food and wine."

Guo Kui pushed away the food and wine, and quickly took out a piece of rice paper that looked very expensive at first glance, as well as a sparkling talisman pen, and said unceremoniously: "That fat guy Gao Wu dares to show off in front of me, he just doesn't know how to live or die. Can I bear this?"

"Give me three first. I'm so jealous of them."

"OK."

Jiang Ding couldn't laugh or cry.

The relationship between teachers and students for three years is naturally different, so you can write it any way you want.

"Teacher, it's not that exaggerated, is it?"

When I looked up again, I saw that the teachers of several subjects were all doing the same thing. There were piles of rice paper. My head hurt a little and my hands were a little sore.

"It's just that exaggerated."

Zhang Dingjun and others looked at each other and smiled.

"The number one scholar in the Immortal Sect is naturally of little value now, but when you advance to the Nascent Soul stage or even higher, it will be of great value."

"Not to mention that your calligraphy has the meaning of the sword and has a slight effect in helping people understand the meaning. The value is ten times stronger than the calligraphy of the average immortal sect champion."

"The teachers say yes, so be it."

Jiang Ding shook his head, swiped his pen and dropped characters one by one on the rice paper, with the meaning of the sword contained in them.

One after another, no one was refused, and soon there was the sound of clanking swords, and the quantity caused some qualitative changes.

It's like being in a sword formation!

There are vaguely blue ancient trees rising from the ground, and the scorching sun sets in the shade of the trees. My soul is cold and trembling instinctively.

"stop!"

"Firstly!"

After writing three words for each teacher in each subject, Zhang Dingjun quickly stopped, with a flash of panic in his eyes.

He suspected that if the sword power continued to accumulate to a certain level, it would even cause casualties to the surrounding guests, and if a happy event turned into a funeral, then he would be a bad person.

"Well, thank you for the teachers coming today."

Jiang Ding nodded and continued to receive the next table of guests.

After walking down the aisle, thirty minutes later, I finally got rid of my mother and sat down alone with Li Junhao.

"Jiang Ding, we have a summer study meeting, right next to the library. Do you want to come?"

Hua Bing asked.

"Li Tie, Gongsun Ling, and Li Junhao all participated. The main purpose was to learn from each other, improve their Chinese and mathematics scores, and prepare for switching to Kung Fu in college."

"Participate. I've been in the library lately. We'll just do it together then."

Jiang Ding said with interest.

"That's great!"

Others beamed.

With a top scholar in the Immortal Sect, the value of this reading and study meeting will increase rapidly. If you have any questions, you can discuss them together and ask for answers. The learning efficiency will be much higher.

Jiang Ding raised his head, looked into the distance, and then looked back.

…

Among the banquets,

A middle-aged man with a masculine and handsome face was stiff, dripping with cold sweat, and did not dare to move.

Only when he faced the sword intention of the Big Sun Sword directly did he truly feel the horror in it, as if the blue sun fell from the sky and fell into the world, burning his soul in just one breath.

He had no doubt that with just a thought, he would die silently.

"he is……"

The unusual behavior of this guest attracted some attention from the surrounding relatives and friends, some of whom looked like they were watching a show.

Lin Wanqiu, who had been greeting the guests, frowned, then calmed down, stepped forward, and led him to a secluded place.

"You should be able to tell that he doesn't like you."

Lin Wanqiu said lightly.

"Huhu..."

Jiang Chaoyang took several desperate breaths before he could barely ease the fear in his heart and break free from the terror of the bright blue sun.

"...I just came to take a look, late...haha..."

He gave an awkward smile.

No one answered.

The two were silent for a long time, neither of them seemed to have anything to say.

"I suddenly wanted to laugh."

Lin Wanqiu remembered something and said: "The person who has devoted all your hopes is called Jiang Jinxian, right? He seems to have also been admitted to the Taoist Department of Qianling University. He has a 50% chance of succeeding in foundation building and becoming a foundation building monk."

"If it succeeds, the foundation-building monk, besides maintaining his own cultivation, should be able to support another monk, just one."

"Tell me, will he support his mother, or you?"

Jiang Chaoyang's face suddenly turned pale.

"Replace the sincerity with the sincerity, and replace the pretense with the pretense."

Lin Wanqiu mocked.

"How smart and shrewd the Foundation Establishment monk is. Even if he doesn't know it for a moment, when he grows up, what kind of emotion can cover up such a utilitarian and dirty heart?"

"What a shame."

"An orphan, who works hard and works hard all his life, bears countless infamy and abandons all moral shackles, only to have his final hope abandon him. How is this..."

"It makes people happy!"

Lin Wanqiu laughed heartily, like a madwoman, attracting many eyes, but she didn't care at all.