Global Super Power, Infinite Evolution Of Samadhi True Fire At The Beginning

"Here you go, eat the rest."

Han Yuan looked at the intact steak and felt funny. Nan Xiangjun was really a weird person.

Without revealing it, Han Yuan took it over and said thank you, then finished eating after three times, five times five divided by two.

Nan Xiangjun frowned at Han Yuan's eating habits and said, "Since you are working out, you should know to eat more protein. The money you earned from hunting monsters during the summer vacation is not enough?"

Han Yuan was startled, and then thought that this might be the difference in class.

Growing up, Han Yuan's requirements for food were very simple. There were only two words - eat enough.

But for young masters and princesses from aristocratic families like Nan Xiangjun, they must have someone to take care of them every day, and needless to say, they are well-dressed and well-fed.

Han Yuan smiled: "I'm not working out, I'm cultivating my body."

Then Han Yuan informed Nan Xiangjun of the trinity's cultivation method.

This is not a secret. You will naturally learn it after studying Nan Xiangjun for a few days.

Nan Xiangjun frowned after hearing this, obviously a little resistant to this kind of self-mutilation practice.

Han Yuan saw Nan Xiangjun's expression and immediately guessed what she was thinking.

No girl wants to sweat in front of a big tree every day.

...But it seems there are some other methods of cultivation.

Han Yuan suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a local skill called "Cat Shadow"...

Although he could give it to Nan Xiangjun, Han Yuan felt that giving it now might cause some deeper misunderstandings.

I just explained it clearly yesterday and regained my innocence.

At this time, Nan Xiangjun said again: "Thank you for your reminder. I will pay attention to find suitable physical training methods in the future."

"However, no matter what kind of physical training method it is, it must be inseparable from the nourishment of food. You should pay attention to it. It's not that you can't afford it."

Han Yuan smiled, he was really out of this world.

He asked: "Do you know how much an ordinary yellow-level weapon costs?"

Han Yuan and Nan Xiangjun have been teammates for a month. Nanxiang Jun also has a weapon, which is a golden whip, at least Xuanjie.

His Tang Hengdao was still an inferior weapon, its only advantage was that it was quite strong.

Nan Xiangjun was startled. She only knew that her whip was given to her by her father, and she didn't even know what grade it was.

It seems that she had no concept of these when she was very young, because basically all the external objects used for cultivation were prepared by the family in advance. She only needed to practice and learn about demons.

"How many?"

Han Yuan smiled slightly and stretched out a finger.

"Ten thousand?"

"one million."

Nan Xiangjun opened her mouth in surprise, so expensive?

Han Yuan smiled and said: "A good yellow-level weapon costs almost one million, a black-level weapon costs five million, let alone the earth-level and heaven-level weapons. Basically, they all start at tens of millions, and there is a price." No market.”

"There are also spiritual seeds, spiritual crystals, spiritual armor, etc. that are needed for further cultivation. They are all very expensive. The lowest level dimensional ring costs 500,000... Do you still think I am rich now?"

Han Yuan felt helpless at the end.

His ten million is really not enough!

Nan Xiangjun was speechless after hearing this.

Han Yuan was like a fussy housewife, counting the prices of various vegetables in the market on her fingers.

And she was like a princess who didn't know the sufferings of the world, and asked others why they didn't eat minced meat...

Even though he is well-intentioned, he is so condescending!

"sorry……"

Nan Xiangjun muttered.

Han Yuan was stunned for a moment, then he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What are you doing! It's not your fault that you have money! Why are you apologizing to me? You're crazy!"

Nan Xiangjun also smiled when he looked at Han Yuan who was mocking him heartlessly.

After laughing, Han Yuan said seriously: "When are you going to change dormitories?"

He doesn't mind sharing a room with a beautiful woman, but Nan Xiangjun definitely does, after all, he did that yesterday...

Nan Xiangjun was startled and said, "When will I change dormitories?"

Han Yuan was also dumbfounded and said weakly: "I can just move out..."

If it weren't for Nan Xiangjun, Han Yuan would definitely do things according to the first-come, first-served rule. They are friends after all...

Nan Xiangjun smiled and said, "What are you talking about? When did I ask you to move out?"

"I'm not that delicate about school arrangements. Besides, the villa is so big and the first and second floors are completely separated. If you usually go to the third floor and take the elevator, don't go through the second floor."

"There's no need to go to such trouble."

Nan Xiangjun glanced at Han Yuan meaningfully and said, "Unless...you don't want to live with me?"

Naturally, Han Yuan would not refuse this kind of thing. Apart from practicing and studying, being able to see such a beautiful woman is soothing to his eyes, and his inner demons will be much less.

The life of a fairy is nothing more than this.

As for the rest, Han Yuan didn't think much about it.

The Nan family and the Zhu family are equally powerful families, and what happened to the Zhu family taught him that only with enough strength can one have the dignity to match.

He must practice hard, race against time, and must not let external things mess up his strong mind.

…

The enrollment of Chang'an University ended yesterday. This afternoon, the school announced that it would hold a freshman meeting.

After chatting with Nan Xiangjun for a while in the morning, Han Yuan went up to the third floor to meditate.

He still has many skills to practice and comprehend.

He went out for lunch in the afternoon. When he came back, Han Yuan saw a red Porsche parked in front of his dormitory.

There was faint laughter from girls in the living room of the villa.

Han Yuan guessed that he might be a friend of Nan Xiangjun. It was normal for children of aristocratic families to have some wealthy friends.

In the living room, a glamorous beauty wearing high heels and a leather jacket is sitting on the sofa. Her sunglasses are lazily placed on her forehead. Her snow-white neck looks like a swan. She looks radiant. She looks very individual at first glance. Rich girl.

Han Yuan's entrance immediately attracted the attention of the two beauties.

After a pause, Han Yuan wanted to say hello out of politeness.

But the cold and charming girl spoke up first: "Xiangjun, is this your new spare tire?"

"What nonsense are you talking about! He is my roommate!" Nan Xiangjun scolded, turning around to introduce to Han Yuan: "This is Zhuang Mingyue, the eldest lady of the banker family, but a rich woman!"

Zhuang Mingyue chuckled lightly, looked Han Yuan up and down and said, "The foundation is good, but the clothes are too vulgar and not particular at all."

There is a bit of arrogance in his frivolous tone, and it seems that he has been spoiled by family members or "spare tires".

Although Han Yuan's clothes are not trendy, he is still clean and decent, fresh and refreshing. Coupled with his handsome appearance, he looks very handsome with a boyish look.

It has nothing to do with the word soil.

The polite greeting Han Yuan had prepared disappeared in an instant.

He chuckled and said, "Aesthetic prejudice is an intellectual flaw. What's more, why should you judge what I wear?"

After that, he turned around and went directly to the quiet room on the third floor.

The freshman meeting would start at 1:30 in the afternoon, and he still had an hour to meditate.

Zhuang Mingyue's cold appearance was instantly broken. She looked at Nan Xiangjun angrily and said, "Why is he so ungentlemanly!"

Nan Xiangjun said helplessly: "You don't have any ladylike demeanor, do you?"

Zhuang Mingyue choked for a moment and said harshly: "Does he know who you are? Does he know who I am?"

Although the banker is not as big as the Nan family and the Zhu family, it has accumulated strong strength and status by producing spiritual tools. It is a stomping and shocking existence in the country.

Wherever she goes, Zhuang Mingyue is supported by all kinds of young heroes. When has she ever been so angry!

Nan Xiangjun smiled and said, "You should know."

Zhuang Mingyue was so angry that she took off her sunglasses: "Then he is still so arrogant?"

Nanxiang Jun was helpless. Based on her understanding of Han Yuan, Han Yuan should be in a hurry to practice.

But seeing the angry look on his best friend's face, Nan Xiangjun asked meaningfully.

"Then do you know who he is?"