Xianwu: There Are Always Reborn People Who Want To Stop Me From Being Invincible

"I have heard of the Divine Ability of Gan Gang Five Divine Thunder. It is said to be the proud Divine Ability of a celestial Martial Artist. I don't know anything else."

Hearing this, Taoist Yan couldn't help but sneer: "I didn't expect that this enchantress would be able to enter the heavenly being Martial Dao in the end. It's true that the sky has no eyes."

"However, since she killed my Chicheng Dao disciple, we will search the current world and the world of Wei and Chu to find her whereabouts and avenge Elder Chen."

As one of the most powerful sects in the world, Chicheng Dao cannot let his disciples be killed and remain indifferent.

"Jiayu, you don't have to worry about Cui Yaonv's affairs. Will you come back to the mountain gate with me to practice this time?"

Ye Jiayu has now cleared ten Martial Artists. If he clears two more, he will be ready to transform his inner energy into True Qi and become a Third Grade Martial Artist.

On the Chicheng Road, this speed is actually not very fast.

But Ye Jiayu was blessed with a lifetime of knowledge, and after rebuilding, his foundation was so solid that even she was inferior.

Hearing this, Ye Jiayu shook his head and said, "I won't go back for the time being. I've long been familiar with the martial arts that Suimen is suitable for me. I might as well continue to look for other opportunities in the secular world."

Aunt Yan nodded: "It's okay. You are in a special situation and are rare in the world. In this life, it is impossible to achieve Martial Dao, a heavenly being, one step earlier than being a teacher."

Looking for opportunities in the secular world is just an excuse. What Ye Jiayu wants to do is actually to watch Zhou Yuan, the "devil", go further and further down the road, and finally disappear into oblivion.

After returning home, Ye Jiayu opened her diary and started writing in it.

"Sure enough, something happened to Granny Chen. She was killed by a master I didn't know about in my previous life."

"This makes me a little worried about the devil's past experience."

"On that day, if I don't let Granny Chen take action to seize the Youdu Pass Token and the 'Painting of Ningxu', the devil has just gathered his internal strength. How can he resist the remaining consciousness of the traitor Tianshu."

"In the last life, the 'Painting of Ningxu' was born, not on the body of the devil, but on the body of another beautiful girl from heaven."

"I have no way of knowing what happened in the middle. Although I am the protagonist of the rebirth novel, in a world like this, many things cannot be solved by a prophet."

"Forget it, no matter how much, the monthly exam is coming soon. I really want to see how the devil can get good results in the monthly exam without Xiao Li's flying knife and Tianya Mingyue knife."

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"Yuan'er, your homeroom teacher called and said that the monthly assessment will be held today, and you should go to school."

"Each monthly assessment needs to be included in your admission score."

At breakfast that day, Cui Yurong informed Zhou Yuan of the news.

"Okay, let me go to school today."

Before that, Zhao Donglai had called several times, hoping that Zhou Yuan could go to school and work hard with everyone to get into a better university.

Of course Zhou Yuan had to work hard, but he was not prepared to work hard with his classmates in school.

Now, he is about to get through the sixth level and is about to enter the realm of Second Grade Martial Artist. He really has no interest in going to school to waste time.

However, he still had to participate in the monthly assessment so as not to affect his further studies.

After more than a month, Zhou Yuan finally came to school again.

The classmates in his class were all surprised to see Zhou Yuan again.

It has been so long since school started, but Zhou Yuan came to school on the first and second days, and then he never showed up again.

"Motoko, what have you been busy with lately? You don't even come to school."

The person who spoke to Zhou Yuan was his best classmate in school, Zhang Wenbin.

Abin had poor grades since childhood.

Well, my health is not good either, so I gave up on Martial Dao a long time ago.

His ideal is to be a scientist and lead mankind on a journey to the stars and the sea.

When chatting, he misses the era a hundred years ago. There was no Transcendent and everyone was full of longing for the stars and the sea.

This kind of people, in today's era, has a name called "Advocating the Ancients", and there are not many of them anymore.

"Nothing, just practice at home and watch something you like."

Hearing Zhou Yuan say this, Abin was no longer sleepy. He quickly pulled Zhou Yuan to the corner: "Yuanzi, don't say that brother doesn't take care of you, I found something good this time."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and showed Zhou Yuan the latest highlights.

The two people were hiding in a corner, seemingly discussing something important. Ye Jiayu was curious and came over.

In the picture on the mobile phone, there is a fight between fairies, or the kind without coding.

Ye Jiayu's face turned red, looking at A Bin, he couldn't help but feel angry.

This guy doesn't usually practice martial arts well, he watches something.

He originally thought that Zhou Yuan, the devil, should criticize Zhang Wenbin.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yuan just criticized the pictures on the mobile phone: "This is not a good thing, it is not as good as those movies from more than a hundred years ago."

"You can do it. More than a hundred years ago, it was the golden age of this type of film. In today's era, it is already very good to have such a teacher who can practice the method himself."

While Zhang Wenbin and Zhou Yuan were discussing classical academics, class teacher Zhao Donglai had already arrived.

"Students who have not gathered their internal strength should go to the training ground to continue training. Students who have already gathered their inner strength should stay. The teacher will check your progress."

"Motoko, I'll leave now. I'll contact you when you have time."

Zhang Wenbin has given up on concentrating his internal strength during the year and has already made preparations to attack the Cultural University after the year.

The enthusiasm that Martial Dao's practice gave him, not to mention the stars and the sea in his heart, was far better than the short videos on his mobile phone.

"OK."

There are a total of nine students left in the classroom, and in this month, two more have gathered their inner strength.

In the entire third year of high school, I have already done a lot.

"Zhou Yuan, come here first."

Because Zhou Yuan had been practicing at home during this period, Zhao Donglai called several times to urge him to come to school, but Zhou Yuan's grandma turned him away.

The parents didn't care, so naturally he, the head teacher, had nothing to do.

Now that Zhou Yuan is here, Zhao Donglai is going to check Zhou Yuan first, and then give him a good lecture.

But as Zhao Donglai injected True Qi into Zhou Yuan's body, his expression changed.