"Smack!"

A crisp applause rang out.

The kind-hearted senior covered his face incredibly

"You hit me?" He asked at the Landing God.

"Not me?" Lu Shen looked innocent.

"I'm looking at you!" The kind-hearted senior's face showed a hideous look and slapped him again.

"Smack!" The kind senior was slapped again.

"It's him!"

"Wang Quan, I saw it, he beat you." This time, without waiting for the well-meaning senior to speak, someone immediately behind him identified Lu Shen.

"I'm going to let you talk a lot." Lu Shen's figure flashed in front of the person who spoke, and slapped him.

Then he opened fire with all his might, and fired his bow with both his left hand and his right hand.

"Smack, smack, smack!" directly stunned these people.

A group of younger brothers who have cultivated three or four layers of health also dare to pretend to be forced in front of Lao Tzu's dignified seventh-level masters? Lu Shen disdained to speak.

He now understood the names of the cultivation systems of the first three realms of the Transcendent World.

They are the realm of self-cultivation, the realm of opening the pulse, and the realm of gathering spirits.

And each realm is divided into ten small levels, which correspond to levels one to ten on their own system panel.

"Say, why did you come to block Lao Tzu's way?" Lu Shen moved, suddenly felt calm, and asked.

"You, you don't pay attention to the rules, Lingtian weeding only removes the surface, this is a tradition, and you will destroy it as soon as you come." One student forced a sigh of relief and trembling.

"Damn, Lao Tzu works honestly, in the end it's my fault, you steal and play tricks has become a rule."

"What kind of bullshit rules are this, who made them?" The land god was furious.

Several students, Nono, did not dare to speak.

However, Wang Quan, a kind-hearted senior who was taken care of by Lu Shen, stared at Lu Shen with resentment on his face: "It's Senior Sun of the student union, if you have the ability, you can go to him for trouble." ”

"Senior Sun counts which green onion, Lao Tzu doesn't bird him!"

Lu Shen was disdainful on his face, but a trace of vigilance rose in his heart, and he beat these people again.

When these people ran away with urine flowing from their buttocks, Lu Shen touched his chin and pondered.

"This Senior Sun still needs to know about it in advance, in case he is a ruthless stubble and wants to mess with himself, it will be troublesome!" Thinking so, he took out his phone and called Temu.

"Is the senior busy?" Lu Shen asked with a smile.

"Something?" The voice was always cold, as if the whole world owed him money.

Lu Shen told Tiemu about today's events as they were.

"I don't know too much about the affairs of the Blue Dragon Academy, but as long as it is not a matter clearly stipulated by the academy, there are no rules at all, I think what you are doing is right, don't care what others think."

"As for that Senior Sun, he should be the president of the student union of Qinglong Academy, I know a little about this person, he is a senior this year and is about to graduate, he shouldn't trouble you for such a trivial matter, you don't have to worry."

"Okay, thank you senior, when I earn enough credits, I'll invite senior and Senior Sister Chen Yan to a big dinner." Lu Shen hung up the phone with a smile, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Senior Sun doesn't make trouble, he still doesn't pay attention to these little shrimps.

Within the realm of self-cultivation, what is compared is the strength of fists and feet, and the transcendent has not yet cultivated into other strange supernatural powers and spells.

And the land god is now at the seventh level, which corresponds to the seventh realm of the self-cultivation realm.

He had already understood that such strength should already be at the top level in the first year of Shengwu University.

For example, these old students who have been studying here for a year are not half a star worse than him.

Although it hasn't officially started yet, to put it mildly, he, Lu Shen, is already a first-year leader of Shengwu University.

How do you say that arrogant statement?

I'm not targeting anyone, but all of you here are rubbish.

It's just right for Lu Shen's current mood.

Carrying the hoe, Lu Shen continued to hum a song and happily went home for dinner.

On the other side, Teki put down his phone and fell into deep thought.

Although he was still expressionless, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and he sighed: "This Lu Shen doesn't seem to be a peaceful guy, and it's just the past, but this session is extraordinary, just in time for the holy tree to bloom every sixty years, and there are many powerful characters, I'm afraid I will have to suffer some hardships after the school starts." ”

"Why does the captain suddenly care so much about a little guy, this is not like your previous personality!" Chen Yan next to him asked with a smile playing with a dagger.

"Don't you think he's a lot like a person?" Tie Mu still had his back to Chen Yan, walked to the window and looked at the blue sky outside, and said in a deep voice.

Chen Yan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, the smile on his face gradually put away, and said in a deep voice: "Captain, it's been a few months since the incident, it's time to let go." ”

"I've put it down, but ...... What about you? ”

Tie Mu by the window didn't know when he had turned his head, and his face showed a rare trace of tenderness: "Chen Yan, are we going to find two more teammates?" ”

Chen Yan raised his head suddenly, staring at Tie Mu with red eyes, and said with stubbornness: "I don't." ”

For five days in a row, Lu Shenlei couldn't move, ten acres of land every day, relaxed and happy.

On the sixth day, when he went to pick up the task again, he was full of surprise to find that he couldn't take the task of hoeing, and another task automatically jumped out on the automatic task machine.

Although it is still a Lingtian hoe, it is a second-level Lingmitian hoeing task that has been bleak before.

What made Lu Shen vomit blood even more was that this second-level spiritual rice field hoeing task turned out to be the same as the first-level spiritual rice field, and only one credit was given per acre.

That's it, when Lu Shen went to the Lingmi Field to try, he found that hoeing grass in this field was ten times more difficult than the first-level Lingmi Field, not to mention the weeds, and even the ground was harder than the average.

Lu Shen sweated profusely for a day, and only hoeed three acres of land.

On the way home at night, Lu Shen's head was full of black lines.

When I passed by the first-level Ling Mitian, I didn't know if it was an illusion, but I always felt that the guys who were beaten by him a few days ago were full of schadenfreude.

"Damn, what kind of bullshit rules are in school, the master is obviously hoeing grass according to the task, how can he earn less and less credits in the end."

Lu Shen's heart was speechless, and he still couldn't help sulking when he returned to his residence.

"What's wrong? Who messed with you? Zhao Wensheng found Lu Shen's appearance and asked with curiosity on his face.

"Hmph, old man, you said that the people who set the tasks in the school are not brain-dead, it is so difficult to hoe the second-level Lingmitian, and it is only one credit like the first-level Lingmitian, do you say that this is too much."

When Zhao Wensheng heard this, his face immediately darkened, and he said calmly: "The mission rules of Ling Mitian were formulated by me. ”

"Huh?" Lu Shen was stunned, and hurriedly ran behind Zhao Wensheng to pinch his shoulder.

The tone was full of sudden realization: "Oh, I'll just say why this task is so unique, it turned out that it was formulated by your old man." ”

"I know, you must be testing our will, in order to make us better go to society in the future, better realize the value of life, blame me, it's just an elm head, I didn't understand the old man's good intentions before, I repent, I admit my mistakes!"

Lu Shen's tone was sincere, and his face was full of pain.

In his heart, he couldn't help but secretly scold the old man for whether his head was funny.