I have a world of cultivating immortals

"Sure enough, the benefits of the school are good. You can use the first-level top-grade spiritual energy training room for free for two hours a day."

Chen Mobai thought about it for a while during the holidays. In order to make a breakthrough for himself, his mother gritted her teeth and used good deeds to raise the aura of the family's earth veins to the first level. In this way, the aura value is only 7, and occasionally it can fluctuate to 8 and 9 .

And this Immortal Gate Fifth High School is built on a third-tier low-grade spirit vein, and a total of 300 training rooms have been opened.

After all, these students are the future flowers of Xianmen, so they can't be starved.

There are 300 training rooms, each of which is divided into 100 for the first, second, and third grades, corresponding to the lower, middle and upper grades of aura.

High school students are the hardest. The concentration of aura in this training room is already the top of the first level.

The training room is extremely simple, square and square, with only a futon on the bluestone floor in the middle.

Chen Mobai didn't waste any time, put his phone away, turned on the auxiliary training video mode, sat on the futon, and began to refine the spiritual energy.

Since he had just broken through to the fifth level of Qi training, and he was still relying on the power of pills, his realm was not stable. In the past two hours, he didn't practice the five elements of internal strength, but only practiced the most basic technique of nourishing qi.

Warm currents flowed through the meridians in the body, and the pale white spiritual energy that was about to turn into clouds in the training room poured into Chen Mobai's mouth and nose like a dragon, blending with his elevated spiritual power and slowly blending in , turning it into its own true power.

He was immediately intoxicated by this feeling, unable to extricate himself.

Time passed slowly.

"Ding" sound!

The soul-suppressing spell in the training room awakened Chen Mobai from his training. No matter how reluctant he was, thinking of the students who had been waiting in line outside the door for a long time, he could only pick up his mobile phone and walk out of the training room step by step.

As soon as he came out, a female classmate in the back rushed in and swiped his card to close the door in one go.

Not only him, but the other ninety-nine high school seniors also reluctantly left the training room.

Among them was Chen Mobai's deskmate, Lu Hongsheng.

"Yo, you're lucky, you even got the first batch."

After saying hello, he found that Lu Hongsheng's eyes were a little gloomy and sullen.

"You know what I just saw?"

"What?"

Chen Mobai knew that Lu Hongsheng couldn't hide anything, so he really took the initiative to speak up after waiting for a while.

"I saw Song Zheng entered the practice room of the second-order spirit vein."

"Second-order spiritual veins, aren't they exclusive to the teachers? Who gave up their practice room to Song Zheng?"

In the school, there are naturally not only training rooms for students, but also high-end training rooms for teachers.

In addition to the third-tier practice room dedicated to the principal, the foundation-building cultivator, there are ten other second-tier practice rooms, and even the teacher has to queue up to get his turn.

Song Zheng's ability to enter the second-tier training room meant that a teacher had given him his training resources.

"Who else could it be? It must be old man Ding. He failed in foundation building twice, and his time is running out. He is focused on education. Seeing that Song Zheng has the hope of entering the Four Daoyuan, he put himself in the second stage. The share of the practice room was given to him."

When he said these words, Lu Hongsheng was so envious and jealous.

I wish he was Song Zheng.

"It's so unfair, and the school doesn't care about it."

While the two were talking, a few classmates next to them also heard it, and one of the boys was filled with righteous indignation.

Although above society, there is no fairness at all. But in the school, the upper class still tacitly maintain fairness and justice above the surface.

The teacher gave up the cultivation resources to the students. Although it is the teacher's own share, the real ownership of the practice room is still the school. It is already unfair to the students. If they report it to the Academic Affairs Office, at least there will be a disturbance.

"What do you know? I heard that Song Zheng has officially joined Mr. Ding during the holidays and registered in the inheritance hall of the Ministry of Education of Xianmen. The Academic Affairs Office is not good at interfering."

A female classmate said to the male classmate who wanted to report without changing her expression.

Song Zheng has good looks and is a young genius. He is quite popular among girls.

Chen Mobai was also envious.

If he cultivates on the second-level spiritual vein for a semester, he is confident that he can advance to the sixth level of Qi training. Students at this level cannot enter the four-level Taoist academy, but it is still possible for the second-level Taoist academy, and the third-level Taoist academy is even more casual. pick.

He is also a true spiritual root, why no teacher has taken a fancy to him.

It can only be said that both are true spiritual roots, and there are also high and low.

"You talk, I'm home, see you tomorrow."

Chen Mobai is still enterprising. Although he feels unfair in his heart, he has no intention of participating in these disputes.

After the free time in the school's practice room was used up, he hurried home. After all, it was rare for my mother to bleed and bought a first-order upper-grade spiritual vein for half a year, just for him to have a good grade in the college entrance examination.

It can't be wasted.

When I got home, there was no one there.

Parents are working hard to support the family, especially after leasing the spiritual vein for half a year, they have to work a lot of overtime, and they have to go home very late every day.

Chen Mobai first boiled a pot of Lingmi, and then in his mother's studio, he cut pieces of yellow paper into standard talisman papers with a length of 12cm and a width of 6cm.

After the Lingmi was cooked, Chen Mobai had already cut more than a hundred blank talisman papers.

He counted 12 sheets into a dozen, stacked them one by one, tied them with a special spirit rope, and put the six dozen in two stacks into the packing box.

This kind of large talisman paper costs 1 good deed, and after cutting and packaging, it can be sold for 2 good deeds. After conversion, it is about 1 good deed for each box.

In order to subsidize his family, Chen Mobai will do some work within his ability.

Arranged the packed two boxes of talisman papers neatly on the table, together with the eight boxes I had cut earlier, they made up a whole number of ten, filling up the entire table.

He took out his mobile phone and took more than a dozen photos from different angles, and then selected some of the better-looking ones, and put them in the official online trading market opened by Xianmen.

According to common sense, there will be bids one after another within a week, and Chen Mobai will choose one of the highest bidders to sell.

Since he couldn't afford the transfer fee, all his things were traded face to face in Danxia City.

The traffic in the city is well developed, and his student card can ride for free.

After eating the jade-like spiritual rice, Chen Mobai performed a cleansing technique, cleaned up all the pots and pans, and entered his bedroom.

Although the family has set up a special practice room at the mouth of the earth vessel that transports spiritual energy underground, Chen Mobai still likes to practice Qi in his own room.

After all, as long as the door of the training room is opened, the aura of the first-level top grade will spread to every room in the whole house. Even if the windows are open, the overall spirit-sealing restriction of the room will firmly lock the aura of the earth veins in the room, so there is no need to worry about wasting it.

Of course, because of this, the scope has expanded, and the concentration of aura in the house is not as good as the training room in the school.

But Chen Mobai was already very satisfied.

He resisted the urge to swipe his phone to watch the live broadcast. He didn't think about those little fairies who were dancing and singing. He calmed down and sat cross-legged on his bed. He was about to practice when he suddenly saw the tortoise shell on the bedside table.

"Mom, it's true, why did you bring this unlucky thing!"