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Students living on the first campus of Taizhou University are sleeping in dormitories or playing games in Internet cafes.

Only a stumbling figure ran into the back door of the old campus from the corner of the thunderous Great Wall, and when he walked back to the boys' dormitory, he was already soaked, some tattered clothes still had red marks on his body, and a few thunderbolts occasionally flashed under his skin.

According to that vague memory, he walked into the 201 dormitory, and the two twin beds were somewhat cramped in a room of seven or eight square meters.

He knew that the other three roommates had gone to the Internet café to surf the Internet, and there was no so-called Internet in the dormitory of the old campus, except for the library that was super cool, and only by going to the Internet café could he enter the Internet world to find fun.

Sitting on the lower bunk by the door, looking at the hands with some thin white and tender hands, Ji Qin had a feeling of being in a different world.

There were surprises, curiosity, doubts, but no panic.

The leader has been on the right path for two hundred years and has cultivated immortals for more than three hundred years, and Ji Qin has already developed a state of mind that is not shocked.

It's just rebirth, and it's not like he hasn't read those online novels before the end of the world.

It's just that there's something strange about this world.

One thing that made Ji Qin happy was that the young man he gave up was also named Ji Qin, just because his father was an authentic old Qin.

Tang, Qin, Han, interesting and interesting.

"So-so."

After changing his clothes, he took a shower in the public bathroom, and Ji Qin, who had changed his clothes, stood in front of the mirror, touching his face and whispering to himself.

Except that the body is not too strong, this figure is not bad, and the appearance of being classified in the ordinary ranks will be ignored.

Back in the dormitory, Ji Qin sat on the bed and was about to check his condition, but found that his divine sense was not working at all.

This made Dongyang Zhenren, who was accustomed to testing himself with his divine sense and inspecting the world, a little unhappy.

"How so?"

Silently holding his breath to communicate with the sea of divine consciousness, Ji Qin's consciousness body came to his own sea of divine consciousness, but saw an amazing scene.

The sea of divine consciousness is a unique and powerful feature of monks above the Jindan stage, condensing divine consciousness, connecting the vitality of heaven and earth, and killing enemies thousands of miles away.

Although it was a rebirth, Ji Qin was still able to communicate with the Divine Soul Sea without hindrance, after all, in his previous life, he was a man who stood at the peak of the Earth Immortal Cultivation Realm.

It's just that this sea of divine souls has changed a little bit.

Originally, it was a boundless sea of divine consciousness, but Ji Qin saw pieces of thunder surrounding him, forming a circle of thunder sea, binding the vast and boundless sea of divine consciousness within a radius of several hundred meters.

This size is the size of the Divine Soul Sea of ordinary Jindan Realm cultivators.

The problem is that he can communicate with the Divine Soul Sea now, but he can't use it at all.

"Obsession, it's ironic."

Soon, Ji Qin figured out the source of this thunder sea, which was the obsession of the original owner of this body.

People's obsessions are like the rocks of heaven and earth, life and death are difficult to eliminate, and there is hell and heaven.

When this 'Ji Qin' was struck by the thunder, his obsession fused with the thunder to form a wonderful soul body in the sea of divine consciousness, blocking the connection between the sea of divine consciousness and the outside world.

Ji Qin, who was originally standing on the edge of human immortals and at the pinnacle of the world, came through time and space, and he couldn't even resist the obsession of a mortal.

In other words, Ji Qin, who had no immortal power, did not have the ability to use the Divine Sense Sea, and he was a weak chicken without any defense in this world.

This is an extremely difficult fact for Dongyang Zhenren, who has guarded the righteous path for two hundred years and stood at the peak of the immortal cultivation realm.

"My life is up to me."

The consciousness body standing in the middle of the sea of divine consciousness walked straight towards the thunder.

“……”

As soon as he touched the thunder, Ji Qin's consciousness body was instantly shattered, and countless thoughts poured into his mind.

After a long time, Ji Qin, who was frowning, opened his eyes and slowly exhaled: "It's better to be amorous than ruthless." ”

Actually, after learning about the love life of this product, Ji Qin really wanted to say 'cheap'.

The first step in cultivating immortals is to contact the divine soul, communicate with heaven and earth, and lead the aura of heaven and earth to refine itself. Now that he is even bound by his divine soul, how can he communicate with heaven and earth, let alone practice.

The only way is to eliminate the obsession of the original owner, and the thunder will naturally dissipate.

Next, complete his first obsession.

After the rain, the sky in TZ City is blue, and the new college students have started their classes for the new semester.

"Look, look, your goddess."

"Mu Ziyan is really beautiful, she deserves to be the top three beauties on the school flower list."

"That's, otherwise how could it be my goddess."

"If she could be my girlfriend, I'd be willing to live twenty years less."

"Come on, you, what are you daydreaming."

"If Goddess Mu smiled at me, I would be satisfied."

"Look, she's smiling at me, she's smiling at me."

……

On Monday's playground, a bunch of boys who got up early to play basketball gathered around, looking at the girls walking by the playground, and all eyes were on the girl with long hair in the middle.

With a height of 1.7 meters, a white dress, a delicate melon seed face and a bumpy figure, she is built into a pure image of a beautiful girl, worthy of the name of the school flower, and her smile makes countless boys excited.

The other two girls, who were not bad in shape and appearance, stood with Mu Ziyan and seemed to have become ordinary.

"Mu Ziyan."

At this time, a slightly thin boy in a white T-shirt blocked the way of the three beautiful women.

"You are?"

Looking at the boy in front of her who was dressed freshly and made people feel quite delicate, Mu Ziyan asked with some confusion, it seemed that she didn't know the boy in front of her.

However, she has seen a lot of such suitors.

"Who's that?"

"I'm going to be happy, I won't be a fool who confesses again."

"This guy is really not afraid of death."

"I bet he must have been told by Goddess Mu to cry back."

"I think crying can't hide the sadness in his heart."

"Who dares to bet a hundred dollars with me to see if this guy can confess successfully?"

"Cut ......"

For this boy who suddenly appeared, everyone was used to making jokes, and some of them even opened their mobile phones to record it, preparing to send it to the campus online to take advantage of forum coins.

As the first place in the School Flower Contest of this year's Forum, Mu Ziyan, who ranked first in the Academy of Arts and second in Taizhou University, is a guarantee of the click rate, and any news is a bunch of forum coins.

"I like you."

In the face of that picturesque face, the beautiful boy said what he thought in his heart, but the voice was so flat that it sounded weird.

Just when Mu Ziyan was a little stunned, a dark shadow suddenly approached her face, and then a warm feeling appeared on her lips.

Before she could react, the shadow quickly moved away.

And the two girls next to them were already dumbfounded.