Chapter 135: School Starts

Xi'an Airport.

Fang Yuan took the ticket, and after confirming his identity, he walked into the VIP plane channel. This kind of flight is only open to the airline's distinguished VIP, and the first class cabin of Fang Yuan is even more luxurious and comfortable.

The send-off staff cordially wanted to take the salute from Fang Yuan's hand, but Fang Yuan politely refused, so he carried a bag with him. Everything else that should be used in daily life is placed in Xi'an, after all, he comes every year.

In addition, Fang Yuan didn't bring anything except for his wallet and mobile phone charger, the cloth bag and bamboo flute, and a few books. As for the golden bones, they were transported to the research institute by the guild without knowing it, but when Fang Yuan opened the Soul Pupil within a certain range, it would still produce a sense.

This range, since Fang Yuan's soul pupil had just awakened, was definitely not very large, at least it would not reach the distance from Yancheng on the eastern coast to Xi'an inland. The Vajra Demon Pestle was also taken for research, in the hope of being able to imitate a powerful exorcism weapon.

Fang Yuan didn't pay too much attention to these, he didn't have much chance to use them anyway. and their rewards, all of which have already gone to their respective accounts, the account opened for them by the guild, this is the first time Fang Yuan has received a salary reward from the guild, 10 million.

As for the person who sealed the book, his status was prominent, but in addition to being irreplaceable, Fang Yuan didn't feel anything prominent, and he didn't even have a salary.

The spirit weapon rewarded by the guild should have been delivered to the house at this moment, and Liu Ziming had already received his spirit weapon before leaving, which was a spirit weapon in the form of a ridiculously large Damascus knife. I didn't know what it looked like yet, to be honest, Fang Yuan liked swords, but after his current combat power was gone, it should be a tyrannical thing to play with the spirit weapon sword.

"Hello and welcome to this flight."

The stewardess's sweet voice interrupted Fang Yuan's thoughts, and when she raised her head, she was greeted by a beautiful face with a professional smile, her figure and temperament were top-notch.

"Hello."

Fang Yuan nodded and handed over the ticket, he was also an old acquaintance of this kind of flight, but this year's time was much later than in previous years. Because of Lingcheng's experience, Fang Yuan had been in Xi'an for nearly two more months.

The flight attendant's eyes flashed with envy and appreciation, after all, the people on this flight were either rich or noble, and a young person like Fang Yuan was destined to be a prince-like figure. Coupled with Fang Yuan's handsome face and evil eyes, it is undoubtedly very attractive.

Some of the sisters on the flight, many of them were favored by passengers, some were hired into private jets, and some were directly accepted as beauties in their arms. So when the flight attendant saw Fang Yuan, it was inevitable that some waves would stir in her heart, even if Fang Yuan, who had just turned eighteen, still looked a little green.

Fang Yuan sat in his own seat, wide and comfortable, where there were only two seats in each row, separated by an aisle. Of course, there are also couple seats, but in the back, there are not many of them.

Politely declining the service of the flight attendant, Fang Yuan picked up a book and looked at it, it was a book called "Outline of Martial Arts", which recorded some representative tricks of martial arts. There are fist techniques, leg techniques, swords, guns, swords, halberds, etc., Fang Yuan specially borrowed them from Liu Ziming, although his vision for recognizing martial arts routines is good enough, but he is not experienced enough in practice, this book is used for exercise.

After looking back and forth, Fang Yuan closed his eyes, it would be there in a while. He thought about what he had gained, which was his habit after entering the spirit realm, and he used to be confused, until he encountered a crisis, and only after he encountered a crisis did he pay more and more attention to his own abilities.

His strongest is the soul pupil that has not been awakened for a long time, the most original power, which can not only strengthen the alien pupils such as the Boundary-Breaking Evil Pupil, but also the means to manipulate the secret treasures and golden bones left by the two immortals.

And then there's the Boundary-Breaking Evil Pupil.,Now the Boundary-Breaking Evil Pupil.,The clair-seeing and farsightedness functions have become stronger and stronger.,The most powerful and weird thing is the devouring of the Alien Pupil and breaking the seal enchantment.,Although it doesn't have much attack power.,But this is definitely a big artifact.。

Qing Lan Hitomi, taken from Yuan Qing, although he has completely owned it, he has not yet fully mastered it. The practice method that Yuan Qing gave him, as well as the devouring worm, were all carried in his bag. The devouring insect has enough courage to reproduce on its own, and Fang Yuan doesn't care about good or evil, he has to decide according to his own standards.

Rubbing her temples, the sweet voice of the flight attendant sounded, and the plane was about to land at Yancheng International Airport. Fang Yuan looked at the larger and larger buildings below and smiled, Yancheng, I'm back.

Walking out of the airport, Uncle Bai, the driver waiting here, drove Fang Yuan directly home, Bihaiwan Villa District, the king of Yancheng housing prices. The Fang family owns the largest villa here, a three-storey building, plus the outer buildings, the area reaches a playground lawn.

"Brother!"

As soon as I entered the house, I saw Fang Cun being held by the nanny Aunt Xia on the stairs, waving the little devil puppet in her hand and screaming loudly.

"Good!"

Fang Yuan hadn't said this to Fang Cun for a long time, he stepped forward to take Fang Cun and kissed his chubby little face vigorously.

"Big young master, this is a letter from the master and the lady to you and the little master." Aunt Xia handed over a card envelope.

Fang Yuan took the envelope and looked at it, "Got it, Aunt Xia." ”

"Then I'll go cook first."

"Thank you."

Fang Yuan took the envelope, hugged Fang Cun to his room, and opened the envelope, although the information is very developed now, his parents are very partial to writing letters.

"Dear town one, six six."

"......" Fang Yuan finished reading the letter of a few hundred words, lying on the bed, the letter covering his face.

The letter basically said that they were happy with their growth, but they were busy again and had to take care of themselves and their younger brother. The Golden Skeleton and the Vajra Pestle will be given to themselves after studying, because they know what their son is capable of. The artifacts rewarded by the guild should be kept in the bedside table drawer, and should not be used casually. Again, it's time to go to school.

Seeing the last few words, Fang Yuan smiled easily, it was time to go to school. It turns out that he is still a student, and everything still has a general trajectory, and he can still leisurely mingle with his classmates at school and watch them study.

Sitting up from the bed, Fang Yuan opened the drawer, and inside was a golden rope, that's right, it was the golden rope that had made Li Hu, Zhu Teng and others suffer countless hardships in the Spirit City, and had a restraining effect on the spirit.

It's just that this rope is different, Fang Yuan can feel that this is much stronger than their mass-produced ones, and it has its own strength. In fact, many of the guild's spiritual weapons are imitations, after all, there are many people and few spiritual weapons.

And this rope is a real spiritual weapon, there should be a few more, if there is only one, the guild will not give it to itself. For example, the Golden Light Shield was taken back after it was used up, and it was recognized as valuable this time. Soul Monument