"Yes. Ah Fei nodded respectfully, and then quickly walked out of the room and went directly to spy on Xiao Ming.

Seeing Ah Fei leave, Furukawa looked at the remaining eight-treasure porridge again, and stretched out his finger to order the last eight-treasure porridge and put it into his mouth.

"This level of eight-treasure porridge, tsk-tut-tut......" This time, with his mouth, Furukawa directly felt that the eight-treasure porridge exuded a nourishing spiritual power just after entering the mouth, Furukawa's eyes couldn't help but squint slightly, as an alchemist, he understood the value of this eight-treasure porridge better than anyone else.

Even if it was him, he couldn't refine the eight-treasure porridge with such a reasonable combination and such a balanced use of the medicinal power of the eight treasures.

Naturally, Guhe didn't know that this little bit of eight-treasure porridge was scraped down by Ah Fei, and it was Ah Fei who scraped the leftover eight-treasure porridge from Xiao Ming directly from the alchemy furnace and put it close to him.

"A poor boy can do alchemy...... "Of course, after Furukawa finished sipping a little bit ......of eight-treasure porridge, his mouth involuntarily murmured, and in his eyes, there was a trace of guess.

Xiao Ming's house.

Seeing that Xiao Ming had gone to class safely, Ming Huang walked out of the house by himself, but this time, Ming Huang was holding a very rare Montblanc fountain pen in his hand.

"What kind of porridge did Xiao Ming give me to eat, five-color porridge, unlikely, five-color porridge doesn't have such a good curative effect?" Ming Huang walked to the courtyard, his own courtyard door was locked, and at this moment, Ming Huang was alone with a pen, and slowly walked into the courtyard, talking to himself with some doubts.

Because, after eating the porridge given by Xiao Ming, after sleeping for a while, Ming Huang actually felt that the pain in the five internal organs and six organs and the muscles and veins of the whole body were much less painful, and this effect naturally made Ming Huang feel very surprised.

At this moment, Ming Huang was surprised that his injuries were so obvious, and on the other hand, he was guessing about his son's experience this month.

"How did Nangong Hong train Xiao Ming, it stands to reason that the Olympiad battlefield can only exercise the ability to control mathematics, but these porridges and alchemy abilities are obviously not what the Olympiad battlefield can get?

Naturally, Ming Huang, who used to be a secondary school student, was not surprised that Xiao Ming was promoted to the third grade in a month, and he had also seen even more rebellious people, who went from no cultivation at all in a year to a junior high school student. What he was curious about now was his son's other abilities, such a mysterious alchemy ability.

As a person who has cultivated all the way in the past, Ming Huang naturally knows that on the path of cultivating immortals, there are good pills, good breakfast to regulate the body, and only with cultivation can he go further. Although he was very happy to see his son become stronger, Minghuang, as a father, was naturally curious.

"No matter, my son has grown up so fast, so let him develop. However, Ming Huang thought about it alone for a long time, and in the end, it was difficult to guess the origin of Xiao Ming's body, so he couldn't help but shake his head fiercely and suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart.

No matter how Xiao Ming develops, this is a good thing, and this is what Ming Huang is happy to see.

At this moment, Ming Huang came out not to guess where Xiao Ming's cultivation came from, but his health has improved, Xiao Ming is not at home at the moment, and Ming Huang is just testing how far he has recovered.

The next moment, after Ming Huang suppressed his chaotic thoughts, he slowly lifted the pen, and at the same time mobilized a small part of the Chinese characters that could be mobilized in his body.

"One plus one equals two, one plus two equals three......"

The next moment, Ming Huang actually began to cultivate, and he was also cultivating with a pen in the courtyard.

I saw that although Ming Huang played such a simple basic spell, in every arithmetic, there was a trace of mystical theorem laws more than ordinary elementary school students. From these simple calculations, it can be seen that Ming Huang is not such a simple first- and second-year cultivator.

"Ten plus ten equals twenty, twenty plus twenty equals forty ......" Similarly, Ming Huang began to cultivate, but the calculation he typed was increasing in difficulty, and after a while, the courtyard was filled with Ming Huang's figures. Moreover, now in the courtyard, the spells that were beaten out by the Ming Wilderness are becoming more and more powerful.

But these spells, although they were beaten out by the Ming Wilderness, were all condensed but not dispersed at the moment, distributed in the air, and did not fall on the ground.

"One by one, one by two, one by two, two by two......"

Soon, Ming Huang finished the addition, and then you can see that Ming Huang's forehead is sweating, but at this moment, Ming Huang is still continuing to wave the pen in his hand and continue to play multiplication.

However, being able to play multiplication at this moment should be regarded as the limit of Ming Huang, and the multiplication has not yet played a few, and Ming Huang's hand waving the pen is getting slower and heavier.

"Three three get nine......!

In the end, Ming Huang played the last stroke of a yellow-level multiplication formula, and finally stopped. When I stopped, I saw that Ming Huang's whole body was covered with sweat, and he couldn't stop panting in place. This is the most powerful power that Ming Huang can mobilize now.

"This ...... This five-color porridge has a good curative effect, and it can make my strength recover a little again. Ming Huang, who was panting, looked at the courtyard with satisfaction as there were hundreds of calculations floating in the air.

"If Xiao Ming continues to give me that five-color porridge like this, I'm afraid it won't be long before my strength can continue to recover, then, Ah Lian ......" At this moment, Ming Huang muttered to himself, and his eyes couldn't help but have a little more light.

"Hehe, Ah Lian, if it goes on like this, it won't be long before I can come to you, wait for me to ......" At this moment, Ming Huang paused for a moment, and couldn't help but have a smile of hope on his face.

"Okay, Ah Lian, wait for me!"

After resting for a while, Ming Huang regained a little strength and picked up the pen again.

"Nine divided by three to get three ......" The next moment, Ming Huang waved his pen and played a division and collided with the multiplication of three three and nine floating in the air, and suddenly, the two equations dissipated in the air as soon as they touched.

Longhua Primary School.

"Alright, that's all for today's lesson. Teacher Liu heard the bell outside and couldn't help but put away the chalk in his hand on time.

Then, as Teacher Liu announced the end ......of class, some students in Class C jumped up from their seats as if they had been resurrected.

The students in Class C are all some of them with bad qualifications, although they make up their minds every time they go to class, and they make up their minds to attend classes well, but when it comes to qualifications, even if Teacher Liu talks about the simplest spell theory, they insist on listening carefully for a period of time at most, but then they fall asleep.

Of course, there are also students who want to change their fate although they are drowsy but still listen to the class with high spirits, such students are quite a lot in class C, and the former Xiao Ming is one. Naturally, I used to listen carefully to the class, and Xiao Ming's class was no exception, and he still listened carefully.

Naturally, although there is a harvest, but for Xiao Ming as a whole, the harvest is not very big, and Xiao Ming is now more suitable to listen to the third-grade course.

So after listening to a class, Xiao Ming was going to ask Teacher Liu to see if he could go to the third-grade class to audit or something, after all, the current course could no longer satisfy himself.

"Xiao Ming, I haven't seen you for a month, I see that you are in a good state of mind today?" But to Xiao Ming's surprise, today's teacher Liu did not leave as soon as he finished the class, but took the initiative to come over. Feeling Xiao Ming's breath so closely, Mr. Liu asked in surprise before he arrived.

"Teacher Liu. Seeing Teacher Liu coming over, Xiao Ming and Huo Huo immediately stood up respectfully.

"Hello Mr. Liu, my spirit today is indeed very good. After screaming, Xiao Ming couldn't figure out if Teacher Liu had seen his cultivation, so he had to nod and reply according to Teacher Liu's words.

"Xiao Ming, I heard that you haven't seen you for a month, do you seem to have broken through the cultivation of the first grade? When I came this morning, I seemed to hear some students say that you actually succeeded in breaking through the cultivation of the first grade and reached the cultivation of the second grade?"

After all, Xiao Ming, a special student, has also cared about him for two or three years. Now Xiao Ming seems to be able to really break through, and he is also happy for Xiao Ming.

"Oh~?" Similarly, when Teacher Liu spoke like this, some people in Class C who had not yet left heard Teacher Liu's voice trembling and asked, and when they looked at Xiao Ming, they couldn't help but cast curious glances.

What do you mean? Teacher Liu's words just now seem to mean that Xiao Ming, a person who is even more waste than them and has a crane tail, actually has a cultivation, and it doesn't seem to be a grade, but a somewhat powerful second-grade cultivation?

"Hehe, teacher, this ......" Xiao Ming felt a few curious glances, couldn't help but smile, and touched his head honestly, although he reached the second grade of cultivation, but surrounded by classmates, Xiao Ming really didn't want to say it, for fear of hitting these fragile classmates, however, since Teacher Liu asked in such a situation, Xiao Ming only smirked a little, and then replied a little shyly.

"Teacher, I followed Senior Sister Nangong Hong to cultivate, and I have indeed cultivated in the second grade. ”

Xiao Ming's answer was still reserved.

"Ah, really!" Teacher Liu shouted happily as soon as he heard Xiao Ming's confirmation.

"Well, it's true, teacher, Xiao Ming also fought against Yang Wei this morning, and he used the strength of the second grade to defeat Yang Wei. I thought that Mr. Liu didn't believe it, so I couldn't help but tell Xiao Ming's record at this moment.

"Oh, defeated Yang Wei?" Teacher Liu looked at Huo Huo with curious eyes, he really didn't know about this.

"Alive!" However, looking at the shocked eyes of the surrounding classmates at this moment, Xiao Ming immediately rubbed it alive.

"Teacher, this is not the place to talk, can you go outside, I'll tell you in detail. "It's just that defeating Yang Wei is not something to be proud of, and you can't be so proud to publicize it everywhere, Xiao Ming's character is not like this, and he doesn't like to say good things about himself in front of people.

"Uh...... Good. Teacher Yang came back to his senses, saw Xiao Ming looking at the eyes of the students around him, and immediately understood that this was not a place to talk.

"Let's go outside, then. Teacher Liu nodded, smiled, and took the lead in leaving the classroom.