Bai Mo walked downstairs, still very excited in his heart. But his master told him that he couldn't say anything about it, so he naturally kept his mouth shut.

He walked to the school cafeteria, and after ordering his meal, he went to find a place to sit down, and Bai Mo liked all other vegetables and fruits except for eggplant.

Bai Mo finished his meal and walked towards the teaching building. On the way, he was thinking about what had just happened, when suddenly a football flew towards him. If it had been placed in the past, Bai Mo would definitely have been smashed, but after taking the pill, Bai Mo's reaction power and speed were faster than ordinary people.

Seeing that the soccer ball was about to hit his head, Bai Mo flicked his fingers, and the flying soccer ball flew back again, and he calculated the trajectory.

"Bang!"

"Oops!"

The man who had just played soccer was hit in the stomach by a ball and rolled on the ground clutching his stomach.

Although this little thing will not cause Bai Mo to hit the ball on someone, Bai Mo can clearly see who the person who kicked the ball is.

He is none other than Li Fan.

And Bai Mo just flicked it lightly, and the ball flew away, and Bai Mo himself felt incredible. Just now, he wanted to use a little harder, but he was afraid that he would break Li Fan's stomach and cause unnecessary trouble. So I flicked it lightly, not hoping to hit him much.

But now Li Fan fell to the ground and covered his stomach, which surprised Bai Mo, and then he was overjoyed, he was already so powerful. Moreover, Bai Mo has not officially started his cultivation yet, and there is already a big gap between him and ordinary people.

Bai Mo ignored Li Fan and turned to leave. Li Fan looked up weakly and saw that it was Bai Mo! Li Fan couldn't imagine how Bai Mo was so thin and so powerful. Later, after thinking about it, maybe it was the kid's luck that subconsciously defended him until his fingers flicked back. But this distance is still lethal with a single bullet. Li Fan was surprised.

Bai Mo had a cheap watch with him, and when he saw that it was still early, he walked out of the school gate. I went to a nearby park, found a slightly more remote place, and began to look through the puppet book in my head.

He learned that there were still many immortal cultivators in this world, divided into six sections. Traditional, Jin Zhao, Xuandan, Yuan Ying, Huashen, Eternal. Each rank is divided into Early, Middle, and Late. There is also a wonderful world, where there are more immortal cultivators, where to go is not explained in this book, and the puppet technique cultivated by Bai Mo is also divided according to this rank, but the ability of puppet technique is a little stronger than that of ordinary immortal cultivators.

Bai Mo couldn't wait to read it in his mind. Then with a mantra in his mouth, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

After practicing for more than an hour, Bai Mo successfully practiced to the early stage of traditional Chinese. Because the beginning of the puppet technique is very simple, but the later level of improvement will be slower than this.

Bai Mo stretched out his arm and looked at his watch. There are two minutes left until class. Bai Mo was shocked, he had forgotten the time. It seems that the time in the cultivation process feels wrong.

Bai Mo quickly ran into the school, and when the bell rang, Bai Mo was still going upstairs.

The teacher walked into the classroom lightly and saw that Bai Mo was the only one missing from the classroom, and Bai Mo had never been late for high school. This time it was late. As soon as the teacher walked into the classroom with his front foot, Bai Mo followed him into the classroom with his hind foot, and then shouted, "Report!"

The teacher looked back and saw that it was Bai Mo. The teacher didn't say anything, after all, Bai Mo was a good student, and said to Bai Mo: "Enter." ”

Bai Mo walked into the classroom and returned to his seat, this class was the class teacher's Chinese class. A difficult ancient text, Bai Mo can read it with just a glance. Bai Mo was ecstatic, he had this ability, so wouldn't it be very easy to take the university entrance examination in the future.

The teacher knows that Bai Mo usually prepares, but he still likes to ask Bai Mo to read aloud.

Bai Mo quickly read it aloud in front of the whole class, and there was nothing wrong with reading it. Even the teacher didn't expect Bai Mo to do such a perfect job in this preview.

And only Bai Mo himself knows that he didn't preview today, and he will be familiar with it just by looking at it. After that, it was not easy to memorize the texts.

Bai Mo smiled.

The teacher raised his hand and motioned for Bai Mo to sit down.

Li Fan looked at Bai Mo and thought silently in his heart: "What if you study well, I will definitely be richer than you in the future!"

But Li Fan would never have imagined that Bai Mo would really be richer than him in the future. However, that's all for later.

Bai Mo's tablemate is a man, his name is Zhang Cong, and Bai Mo's relationship is very good, but his family background is only a little better than Bai Mo. Usually Bai Mo and him seem to be very harmonious.

This afternoon, Bai Mo studied very easily, memorized the knowledge points in class, and it was not difficult for him to do his homework at home, except for a lot of ancient Chinese homework that gave him a headache, and he had to write such a lot of homework after memorizing it.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Bai Mo finished all his homework and returned to his room to rest. At half past six in the morning, the alarm clock rang, Bai Mo opened his eyes and turned off the alarm clock, thinking: Is this alarm clock broken?

Take a closer look at the time, it's already half past six, and the faint sunrise red outside the window explains the situation, Bai Mo can't understand it, and he obviously feels like he has been practicing for two hours.

Then I took out my phone and looked at the date, and it was indeed the next day.

Bai Mo was not sleepy at this time, and his spirit was more full than sleeping.

Bai Mo immediately understood, it turned out that cultivating immortals didn't need to sleep to maintain their spirits.

Bai Mo got out of bed, washed and fed to school.

Bai Mo's spiritual head is very big, and he doesn't have to worry about not having enough time for cultivation in the future. Bai Mo had a good morning, always the first to raise his hand in class questions, and the answers to the questions were almost the same.

The teachers are very pleased, Bai Mo is about to go to the next level.

When Bai Mo went to a nearby park at noon, he saw an old man sitting where he had sat yesterday. Bai Mo then sat down on the chair next to the man.

The old man looked at Bai Mo in surprise, and hurriedly asked, "You also know martial arts?"

Bai Mo was also surprised, what is martial arts, he has never been exposed to it since he was a child. opened his mouth and asked, "What does Uncle Martial Arts mean?" Bai Mo said and saw the uncle frown. It suddenly occurred to me that I shouldn't have said the word uncle, which seemed a little disrespectful.

The man said, "Just call me Du Lao." You don't know martial arts, aren't you just a martial artist?"

Bai Mo thought, is it so difficult that an immortal cultivator still has a name called a martial artist?

The man said, "I just felt your aura fluctuate, may I ask what is the rank of Xiaoyou?"

Bai Mo said: "Just call me Bai Mo, I am an early traditional Chinese." ”

Du Lao was surprised and asked, "What is traditional Chinese?"

Bai Mo immediately reacted, cultivating immortals and martial arts should not be the same thing.

Bai Mo said: "I just said nonsense, in fact, I don't know martial arts, and I picked up a book and practiced blindly." ”

Du Lao said: "That's terrible, martial arts are divided into small yuan, early yuan, middle yuan, and big yuan. Legend has it that there is also a ring element. But no one has met it over the years, so I don't know if it's true or not. You just pick up a copy and practice, don't practice and break your body. ”

Bai Mo understands the segments of martial arts.

Du Lao asked, "Can you show me your strength and let me know what rank you are?"

The white straw directly releases the initial breath of traditional Chinese. Du Lao said: "Oh my God, I didn't expect you to reach the middle yuan at a young age. ”

Bai Mo immediately understood that the early stage of traditional Chinese corresponded to the middle yuan of martial arts.

Du Lao immediately came back to his senses, and was impressed by the white straw in front of him, a person who picked up a book could cultivate to Zhongyuan on his own, and he looked young.

Du Lao said to Bai Mo: "It's my business card, just tell me if you need anything." ”

Bai Mo thought to himself, he would reveal his breath, Du Lao was so polite, and asked Du Lao: "Du Lao, what kind of paragraph are you?" ”

Du Lao sighed and said, "Hey, I'm only in the late middle and Yuan periods, and then release my breath." ”

Bai Mo sensed, isn't this the late traditional period?

It seems that martial arts are also divided into early, middle and late stages.

Du Lao said to this white moie: "There is an annual martial arts conference this Saturday, you can't come. ”

Bai Mo immediately thought of the scene of fighting and killing, and he was a little afraid to go.

Du Lao said: "Don't worry, the highest people in our martial arts conference are in the late middle and late Yuan periods, and the Great Yuan is not allowed to participate." And it's point-to-point. ”