What’s the point of cultivating immortality if you don’t have money?

Songyang High School.

Inside the classroom.

Campus life remains peaceful, and the students' enthusiasm for learning is as high as ever.

The Chinese teacher lectured on the text on the podium with little presence, while the students below were practicing boxing, meditating, taking medicine, and some were already fighting... it was practical training.

This is the classroom atmosphere of a key high school.

Freshmen in the first semester might restrain themselves a bit due to their junior high habits, but now that half a year has passed since the start of school, everyone has torn off their pretense of being immortal cultivators and academic masters.

The Chinese teacher didn't mind this, after all, whether it was boxing, meditating, fighting, taking medicine, or other immortal cultivation practices, they were all more important than her mere Chinese class, as long as the students didn't come to hit her.

As far as she knew, the general education teachers at Songyang High School were considered to have some status. Her classmate who went to Bailong High School as a teacher was often used by the school leaders to educate students: If you can't get into a good university in the college entrance examination in the future, you will be as unsuccessful as a high school Chinese teacher.

Thinking of this, the Chinese teacher sighed inwardly: "Alas, if it weren't for the requirements of the sect and the municipal government, key high schools would probably have shortened the length of general education courses to nothing."

Just then, the Chinese teacher heard someone's phone ringing below.

She finally couldn't help but want to remind: Student, please put your phone on vibrate during Chinese class and don't disturb other students' self-study.

But when the Chinese teacher looked up, she found that the owner of the phone was actually Zhang Yu.

Although she was just a general education teacher, she had heard a lot about this influential figure on campus.

First-year academic demon, Songyang school traitor, impure foundation, gigolo... she had heard of all kinds of nicknames for Zhang Yu.

She heard that he had won first place in the martial arts competition last night, and no one dared to question him for being two minutes late for school today.

Thinking that he had a wealthy Bai Long sugar mommy as his backer, someone who could go against the student council, how dare she, a mere general education teacher, care whether his phone vibrated or not.

So the Chinese teacher quickly lowered her head, pretending she didn't hear anything.

Zhang Yu was originally practicing his mental cultivation method to improve his Dao heart, but when he picked up his phone, he found that the martial arts competition prize money had arrived.

"Although the money is a bit less, it arrived quite quickly."

Although 50,000 yuan had arrived, after paying Zhang Pianpian back 40,000 yuan, and paying back the meal expenses he borrowed from Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing, Zhang Yu's account only had less than 10,000 yuan left.

Zhang Yu knew that Bai Zhenzhen's fourth-place prize money was 10,000 yuan, and the number in her account was probably similar to his now.

But when Zhang Yu thought that the next month was coming in two weeks, and he had to pay loan interest, rent, water and electricity, he felt a little烦 (fán, annoyed).

"That's right, I also have to buy new weighted clothing, and if I refine my body for the next two months, the daily food expenses will probably increase..."

The more Zhang Yu thought about it, the more he felt that there were many places to spend money.

"Fortunately, there will be an income from Song Hailong's side."

At the same time, on the other side of the classroom, Bai Zhenzhen also received the news that the prize money had arrived.

In addition, she also received a message from Zhang Pianpian.

Zhang Pianpian: You usually use your spiritual root too little, so you're not very proficient, right? Otherwise, you should be able to go further in the martial arts competition.

Zhang Pianpian: Just rent your spiritual root every day in the future, and say that I invested in you to rent it.

Zhang Pianpian: The more you use an evolutionary spiritual root, the stronger it will become.

Seeing the message from Zhang Pianpian, Bai Zhenzhen was first startled, and then immediately reacted: "She saw that I have a spiritual root?"

"She wants to cover for me to use my spiritual root?"

Bai Zhenzhen knew very well about the condition of her spiritual root. She would secretly use her spiritual root to cultivate after returning home every day.

But because she was always worried about being discovered that she possessed this 'treasure', she never dared to use this spiritual root to assist her cultivation every day in public places like school.

After all, once this kind of thing is known, all kinds of bank mortgages, casino sales, and fraudsters could bother her to death, not to mention the thoughts of those rich people.

So after Zhang Pianpian bluntly revealed it, Bai Zhenzhen first felt an instinctual fear, which was the deepest fear accumulated in her heart since she was a child, just like being discovered after being constipated for ten years.

However, thinking of Zhang Pianpian's care during this period, the relationship between Yu Zi and Zhang Pianpian, thinking of the other party frankly revealing her fake rich identity, thinking of the other party's score of 699, Bai Zhenzhen gradually calmed down.

"Zhang Pianpian should be trustworthy, right."

Then she thought... if she could use Zhang Pianpian's name to create the reason that she rented her spiritual root every day, she could use her spiritual root openly and legitimately every day at school to cultivate.

"In this way, the time I spend using my spiritual root to cultivate every day can be increased by at least ten hours."

"I won't be so aggrieved in the next competition."

Recalling the process of this martial arts competition, although Bai Zhenzhen won the fourth place, she always felt a sense of suffocation, a discomfort of pretending to be cool and then disappearing halfway.

Because her various values were not as good as the opponents from the three major high schools, because the numbers in her bank account were not as good as the opponents, she always had a lot of scruples when she made a move, and finally had to admit defeat.

And now that she can use her spiritual root more to cultivate, she immediately has more confidence to catch up with those famous school academic masters.

"Yu Zi took the spotlight in this competition, but it will be my turn next time."

"Although it's not bad for my son to take first place, it's still the most enjoyable to kick my son down and win the championship myself."

...

In physical education class.

The smell of sweat and medicine mixed together, forming a unique scent of Songyang Immortal Path.

The sound of equipment colliding and human moans kept ringing, which was the sound of students working hard on the immortal path.

But someone glanced at Bai Zhenzhen not far away, feeling the spiritual energy surging in the air, and their minds were full of thoughts.

Some people were envious: "Zhang Pianpian is so kind to Bai Zhenzhen that she rents her spiritual root to her every day?"

Some people thought of a way: "I can also love Bai Long, I also want to be Zhang Pianpian's dog."

Some people were fantasizing: "Bai Zhenzhen is Zhang Pianpian's dog and can rent her spiritual root every day. If I go and be Bai Zhenzhen's dog, I wonder if she can lend me her spiritual root for an hour every day?"

On the other side, Zhang Yu was not like the surrounding students who were practicing their bodies crazily, but came to a small room next to him and studied the Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand that he had just learned yesterday.

After all, after switching the specialization of the Feather Book to this grappling technique yesterday, the 24-hour cooldown had not passed, so he could only quickly improve this practical martial art now.

"Then let's practice it by the way, and switch to Crimson Marrow Primordial Qi after the cooldown time passes tonight."

I saw Zhang Yu's hands bringing up bursts of afterimages, and he had already begun to practice the Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand.

Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand Level 2 (4/20)

This martial art, which can be driven purely by physical violence, has a total of eighteen moves. Although there are not a few moves, each move and style is very short. They are all methods of breaking people's tendons and bones, throwing them to the ground, and entangling them in an instant.

The method of grappling and wrestling emphasizes swiftness and sharpness. On average, each move does not even take a second, and Zhang Yu has practiced the entire set of Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand in the blink of an eye.

Recalling the several sets of practical martial arts he had practiced before, Zhang Yu felt emotional: "The moves of practical martial arts often require simplicity and speed, so the speed of practicing a set is very fast."

Zhang Yu understood that if it weren't for this, it would have been impossible for him to learn and even surpass Song Hailong's Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand on the ring.

A few minutes later, Zhang Yu felt a shock in his mind, and countless experiences of the Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand emerged, and this martial art had been upgraded from level 2 to level 3.

"If I continue to cultivate at this speed, I should be able to upgrade the Back Dragon Overturning Mountain Hand to level 10 today."

Just as Zhang Yu was hiding in a small room diligently practicing martial arts, physical education teacher Wang Hai called Qian Shen, He Dayou, Zhao Tianxing and other five students to the side.

"The school plans to select a group of promising students from the first year to join the sports competition team for training."

"Are you five willing to go?"

Before the others could react, Qian Shen directly asked: "Just the five of us? Aren't Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen going?"

Wang Hai said: "The school leaders think they still need to settle down."

Qian Shen puzzled: "Their monthly test scores are first and second in the grade, do they still need to settle down? We can be selected instead?"

Of course, Wang Hai couldn't say that everything was because of the student council, so he could only come up with another reason.

"Because they are too poor."

Seeing the five people stunned, Wang Hai continued: "They can't even afford the tuition and nutrition fees for the competition team, how can they participate in the competition team?"

Not only did the other four feel that there was no problem, but even Qian Shen felt speechless.

Especially thinking of Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen asking him to borrow money for dinner before, he understood that the economic situation of these two people must be terrible.

After recruiting the five people into the sports competition team, Wang Hai brought Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen over.

"Your sports competition applications have been rejected again."

Wang Hai also looked at the two with some regret: "You should understand what's going on."

Before, Wang Hai thought that Zhang Yu was a Golden Core disciple, but after Zhang Pianpian came to Songyang High School to support Zhang Yu and clashed with the student council, he became a little uncertain again.

But no matter whose disciple he was, Wang Hai could feel that Zhang Yu's aptitude was extraordinary, and he had the potential to compete for a place in sports competitions.

He thought to himself: "It's a pity, the student council simply won't give them a chance."

Listening to Wang Hai's words, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen certainly understood and knew that this must be the student council's doing.

Wang Hai continued: "But you are not without a chance. If your sports scores can remain in the top five in the grade in a month, you can represent the school in sports competitions."

Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen looked at each other strangely, and a doubt arose in their hearts.

Seeming to understand the doubts of the two, Wang Hai continued: "The school selected five students from the first year to join the sports competition team."

"If you can keep your sports scores in the top five in the competition with them in a month, you can represent the school in sports competitions."

Now Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen understood. Obviously, the student council felt that after these five students joined the competition team and received training, they could completely surpass them in sports scores.

Looking at the fighting spirit burning in Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen's eyes, Wang Hai sighed inwardly.

As the ace physical education teacher of Songyang High School, he knew too well the training methods of the competition team.

"The so-called opportunity to compare in a month is just an excuse given by the student council, in order to legitimately squeeze Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen out of the competition and leave Zhang Pianpian speechless."

"According to the rate of progress of Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen, the physical strength will be increased to 2.1 or even 2.2 at most in a month."

"But the competition team, through a special training program, can increase the physical strength of He Dayou and the others to more than 3.0 in a month."

"This has nothing to do with talent, it is purely a huge gap in immortal techniques. If Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen joined the special training program, the improvement in a month would probably be even higher..."

Precisely because he knew all this, Wang Hai knew that... after Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen failed to be selected into the special training program, they actually had no chance to catch up with the members of the competition team in physical strength, let alone participate in sports competitions.

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Fellow Daoists, I have paid off another chapter of monthly ticket loans, continue to borrow monthly tickets!