Chapter 2: The Fortune Teller

Lin Yi thought to himself, even if the awakening success is the ability, then what about the failure of the awakening? In the era of spiritual power recovery, anything will happen, will it become a zombie or something? Then the official will definitely take action, and whoever leaves will be stupid. Once he leaves, he will probably be on the blacklist! Lin Yi hurriedly wrote "Awakening Success" on the paper, haha, this handsome guy still has a high IQ.

"That, the classmate who failed to awaken. Each person will receive 10,000 yuan of health fund, and exercise more at home to avoid mutation. Teacher Wen comforted softly.

"What? 10,000 yuan!" Lin Yi almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood, his face was dark, Damn, I'm a fucking idiot! I just feel that my intestines are ruined, and this 10,000 yuan is enough to eat myself for several months。。。。。。

Lin Yi was repenting in time, and a white stone suddenly appeared in his mind, golden light flashed, and four big characters suddenly appeared.

"Hmm, are you awake?" Lin Yi smiled and wondered, would he be able to "sleep until he woke up naturally, count the money and count until his hands cramped." However, when he saw the four big characters clearly, he angrily threw the stone to the ground. Alas, it's okay if you come with a "thank you for your patronage", what is "another bowl"? Nani, are you eating with this stone? What about the high-tech that you said was good? What about the awakening of the ability that you said was good? Lin Yi just wanted to draw circles on the ground。。。。。。

was about to sneak away, but Teacher Wen blocked in front of him and said seriously: "Students who have successfully awakened don't walk around!"

"Uh, teacher, I have an urgent need to urinate. Lin Yi hurriedly said.

"Well, go ahead, hurry up, I'm going to teach you how to cultivate and use abilities. Teacher Wen said lightly.

"Okay, teacher. Lin Yi walked to the toilet, thinking about how to slip away as he walked. Lin Yi didn't know at all that Teacher Wen looked at his back and showed a weird smile.

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"Ahh I was just about to fire a cannon on the toilet, and suddenly I felt a strange touch on my buttocks, and at first glance, a Taoist priest came out of the toilet!

"Little friend, don't call it, poor Dao sees that your Yin Tang is black......" The obscene old man said seriously.

"Stop, why don't you say that my bones are strange and you want to take me as an apprentice?" Lin Yi glanced at the old Taoist priest.

"Hmm, how did Xiaoyou know that I was going to say that? If Poor Dao guessed correctly, Xiaoyou should have a musical ability. However, Xiaoyou should have awakened since birth, and it should be a top-level talent, and the blame is that Xiaoyou should have the power of God, but he was sealed by a force of destiny. Seeing each other is fate, and this "Tianyin" exercise will be given to Xiaoyou. The lewd old man took out an ancient book from the crotch of his pants and handed it to Lin Yi.

"Really, I'm a musician?" Lin Yi took the book and opened it curiously, but the book turned into a beam of light and rushed into his head.

"Poor Dao is gone, little friendly is easy to understand!" the lewd old man laughed and left, but tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He raised his head and smiled bitterly, and said in a cold voice: "Brothers, I have found the god of sound, I must be the so-called gods, and there is no place to die without a place to be buried!"

"Ahh

"I want to be Jin Ge Iron Horse back then, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger. Cultivating immortals too early, sealing the emperor and dwelling in the gods, winning the panic of the north! 400,000 years, still remembering in hope, looking for the road to immortals. But looking back, on the land of the fairy realm, a tragic corpse is better than the ancients! Who asks, re-emerge from the rivers and lakes, and still look forward to the present lord!"

"This voice is so familiar, why can't I help but shed tears? Why?" Lin Yi hugged his head and exclaimed, a desolate Gobi appeared in his mind, and the weather-beaten tombstones seemed to call him, and the ancient tree in the center that emitted green light was slowly withering.................................