After getting along, Jiang Chen found that his roommate was a complete stuffy gourd, looking like he was rejecting people thousands of miles away, and talking to him for more than five words could be regarded as a royal courtesy. Jiang Chen, in line with the attitude of knowing himself and knowing his opponent, after checking the information given to him by Xia Mai, he found that there was no surname in the cultivation family that could be traced back to the present, and it seemed that the origin of the other party was also very mysterious. But this is not bad, after all, Jiang Chen's identity is fake, if he really gets along with a talkative person day and night, it is estimated that it will be difficult not to show his feet.

The school has a tight schedule, and after registration, you have to prepare for classes the next day. The class schedule has been sent to the students, and Jiang Chen will be lying on the carved bed that has just been laid out and studying. He was surprised to find that there were classes every day, seven days a week. The course is a full-day course from Monday to Friday, and a half-day course on the weekend. This arrangement made him feel a lot of pressure. For some reason, it seems that these immortal students also have to study the courses of ordinary high school students, such as physics, mathematics, English, etc., but they also have to practice "special" courses, but these special learning methods are more like university courses than high school, and there will be a new course schedule every semester. The school divides the cultivation courses into seven categories, covering almost all common cultivation directions in the immortal cultivation world, with the goal of cultivating comprehensive talents and allowing students to have diversified choices when they turn to professional learning in the future.

Take the first semester of the first year of high school as an example, the courses taken are as follows:

Combat class: "Refining from Beginner to Mastery", "Three-in-One Weapon Selection", "Introduction to Primary Spells"

Feng Shui: Introduction to Geography Feng Shui

Exorcism: "Ancient Charm Practical Course"

Collection: Basic Identification and Picking of Herbs

Domestication: "History of Ancient and Modern Demon Gods", "Guardian Spirit Summoning and Fit"

Literature and History: "Records of the History of the Immortal Dao"

Special Category: Music Theory

In Jiang Chen's opinion, in just half a semester, the cultivation courses were really a bit too much, no, not to mention too much, it was simply to an inhuman level. Because they need to study spiritual courses from afternoon to evening every day, the school arranges what the school calls "science" for them every morning, which is actually a basic course other than language and mathematics. In other words, they simply rotate all year round.

On the first day of registration, the reality had already broken the illusion he had in his heart, and he lay on the bed in despair a little, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Xia Mai: "Senior Mai, how do I feel that there are a little more courses." ”

Soon, I received a reply from Xia Mai: "Cultivating immortals is very hard, but it's not a cool and stylish thing like in the novel." ”

Jiang Chen felt unbelievable: "But with the intensity of such a course, it is difficult to take care of the limited energy......

Xia Mai: "We're all used to it. ”

Jiang Chen knew that the "we" here referred to those who grew up in the Xiuxian family since childhood, and if you think about it carefully, these children have been arranged to learn language and mathematics in ordinary schools since they were young, and when they go home at night, in addition to completing the teacher's homework, they also have to participate in family training, and they can hardly be lazy - after all, if the number of "spirits" in the body is not enough at the age of 16, they will face the fate of being abandoned by the family and completely reduced to mortals.

In the previous period of understanding, in fact, he has a deep understanding of the immortal cultivation world's views on mortals, whether it is a school or an immortal cultivator he has come into contact with, he has some innate superiority in the world and life of ordinary people, so those children of the immortal cultivation family who finally became mortals must not be particularly happy in life.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen suddenly thought: Do you also have a "spirit" in your body? After all, in the previous sixteen years, he had lived a very ordinary life, and he had never been exposed to cultivation and the like at all. Why was such a self selected by Boyang College?

It's another question that can't be solved for the time being, and it seems that we still have to slowly find the answer in school......

Glancing at the benevolent brother on the opposite bed again, the other party looked much calmer than himself, the "whale" didn't look at any of the materials sent by the school at all, just leaned on a huge tender yellow stuffed teddy bear (Jiang Chen didn't pay attention to when it was placed on the bed), holding a somewhat old thread-bound book in his hand, while idly flipping through it, he took out some strange snacks from the pocket next to him and fed the white bird standing on the windowsill.

As if at the request of Jingyu, the ghost car transformed into a small white sparrow, jumping on the windowsill, but the hair on the top of the head was still puffed, showing its actual majestic identity.

"There are clouds in "Zhengzitong": partridge, a ghost car bird, a nine-headed bird, like an owl, the big one has wide wings, the day is blind and the night is blind, and the fire is falling. Jiang Chen remembered the information he had found earlier, looked at the white sparrow again, and said in his heart: Sure enough, the beast cannot be disguised, who would have thought that such a bird would be a relative of the nine-headed phoenix...... Expected to be eight feet, the guy was turning his belly on his side in the bed and snoring, very sleepy, he thought with a little luck: No, this stupid cat can also be a powerful monster......

I don't know how long this passed, until the bright wheel hung high, and both of them fell asleep, and they didn't say anything all night.

......

The next day, Jiang Chen thought he had gotten up early in the morning, and it was only dawning when he saw that the sky was dark, but he found that the bed opposite was empty. When he got dressed and packed up the books he needed for class, Jing Yu came back from the courtyard with his hair wet, apparently having taken a shower.

"Morning, wake up so early. He greeted him politely.

"Early. Jingyu nodded politely, and answered him honestly: "Morning exercise." ”

It's okay not to answer, but as soon as he answered, Jiang Chen immediately fell into a state of self-criticism: Look at others, have a deep foundation, and exercise diligently every morning, and then look at yourself......

It was a long time before he learned that not everyone in the immortal cultivation world was so diligent, but his roommate really belonged to the type of "cultivator maniac...... So Jiang Chen, who was still very ignorant at this stage, scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "Can you ask me to practice together tomorrow?"

If you have legs, you don't hug them.

The other party looked at him and nodded again. At this time, Jiang Chen, who was full of beautiful expectations for the future morning exercises, didn't know how he personally pushed himself into a deep pit that could never be climbed.

......

Before the first class from Monday to Friday, the school arranged a one-hour refining class for them, the full name of which is "Refining from Beginner to Mastery", which replaced the morning reading time for ordinary high school students. Somehow, the name of the course always reminded Jiang Chen of some vocational professional courses with less hair.

The school gave Jiang Chen four sets of school uniforms, the first two were the same summer and autumn clothes as the general high school students, and the other two were loose gowns made of unknown materials, but they were very comfortable and sweat-absorbing, which were prepared for special physical training and outdoor classes.

The venue for the refining is on a low hill behind the school, not far from where they are staying, and the time is from 06:30-07:30 in the morning. The two were a little late when they went out, but fortunately, Jingyu seemed to be very familiar with the route and arrived at the training ground on time.

It was a large open space on the back hill, which was obviously artificially opened, and a row of low houses were built on the side, and the location was really very hidden. Jiang Chen and the others had already arrived when they arrived, and there were ten in total, these people must have been the cultivators who entered this year, and they were all secretly looking at each other, and Xia Mai was also in the crowd, secretly winking at him.

And one of these people caught Jiang Chen's attention: it was a boy, wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, the hood was deeply covered to cover his eyes, and the lower half of his face was wearing a black mask, hiding his entire appearance. Yes, this person is the person he saw when his student ID card was stamped, but he didn't expect that the other party was also a cultivator, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came to his heart again.

"Attention, attention!"

The loud and deep voice attracted the attention of the students. I saw a very sturdy man walk out of the low house next to the clearing, the man was at least two meters tall, wearing a pair of tight gym pants under his body, the upper half of his body was shirtless, his bronzed muscles seemed to be reflecting in the early morning sun, his hair was curly and long, the upper part was tied into a small braid at the back of his head, the hanging part was not clear from the beard, and the facial features were hidden behind a messy beard, revealing a pair of round eyes.

"Come here! Listen! I'm your body refining teacher and class teacher, my name is Meng Xingchao, my name is Teacher Meng or Old Meng, feel free! From today onwards, come here on time in the morning......, five days a week!

"Report!" At this time, a voice interrupted Meng Xingchao's words.

"Right...... Sorry for the ...... Whew...... Don't be too late!" The voice came from behind the gathered people, and when he looked back, it was the fat man named Sun Qian, who was supporting his knees with his hands, bending over and panting, beads of sweat the size of beans fell from his forehead, his whole face was red and purple, and it seemed that he had just done an extremely strenuous exercise.

Meng Xingchao stopped talking and looked at the fat man. Sun Qian gasped for a while before he raised his pig's liver-colored face and said, "I'm sorry, I found the wrong place in the first class......

Hey, is this guy tired just running from the dormitory...... This is also too weak and exaggerated. Sun Gan's reaction refreshed Jiang Chen's first impression of the physical fitness of an immortal cultivator that he had obtained from Xia Mai.

"Are you out of breath?" Lao Meng looked at Sun Qian expressionlessly, until the other party nodded: "Okay, listen to my instructions, each person will go inside to get four five-kilogram weight bags, tie your hands and feet and come back to gather, you will be limited to two minutes, hurry up and !!"

Before Jiang Chen could react, a group of people had already rushed towards the low house of Meng Xingchao's fingers, and he hurriedly followed, but he heard Meng Xingchao yelling at the fat man behind him: "You!

Sun Qian screamed: "Teacher who will die......"

"Hurry up and fuck me down! If you want to die like this, you are still a shit immortal!"

...... Lao Meng has a tough temperament, which only makes people feel that if they don't do what he says, it is estimated that he will be able to lift people up and break them in the middle when he gets angry.

It was estimated that in only a minute, all ten people had gathered in the clearing. Meng Xingchao waved his hand: "Warm up before class!!, run with me!!" said that, he led his head in front and began to run like a mountain.

Jiang Chen, who had a total weight of 20 kilograms on his hands and feet, only felt that the four were filled with lead, and he thought that he was jogging first and gradually adapting to it, but Lao Meng was like a wild horse that had escaped the reins, and at the beginning he used a speed that seemed to Jiang Chen to be a 100-meter sprint, only to teach Jiang Chen to be dumbfounded:

Is this a warm-up?

Accident, what a surprise, I originally thought that this kind of course of refining the body, shouldn't you take some quenching fluids or elixirs to enhance your physique, and then run and punch happily and comfortably, you can reach the level of a world champion......? In fact, the refining of the body is really just a simple "exercise", and the strength is so non-human!

It's all to blame on Wang Ziteng, the novels of cultivating immortals are very harmful! I don't know how many times, he sighed in his heart.

Soon, the crowd was immediately divided into two groups, the first group was like Jingyu, who was at ease, closely following Lao Meng in a position, and his performance was very stable. Jiang Chen noticed that the boy named Meng Biao he had seen at the propaganda meeting was also in this batch of advance troops, thinking that he heard the sentence "The Meng clan is brave and strategic" at the propaganda meeting, Jiang Chen immediately reacted, I am afraid that whether it is Meng Xingchao or Meng Biao, they are all from the Meng clan, the leading refining family in the immortal cultivation world.

The other group of people were like Jiang Chen and Sun Qian, who were left behind by the advance troops in front of them at the beginning, and they didn't run far but felt that their muscles were sore. Jiang Chen is better than Sun Qian, barely able to support it, the fat man has basically been walking the whole way, and he keeps wiping the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, only to hear the deafening voice of Lao Meng Hongliang in front of him: "Run for Lao Tzu! Don't think that if I can't see it, I don't know that you are lazy! Lazy training!"

Although the fat man's face was covered with sweat, Jiang Chen still felt that there should still be tears flowing in it......

Xia Mai seemed to be taking care of Jiang Chen's progress, and she also ran behind slowly, following Jiang Chen all the time, looking at her leisurely stroll, not even sweating, breathing very evenly, and even taking the time to chat with Jiang Chen: "How is it, is it fun to refine the body?"

He tried hard to follow, trying not to let the troops in front of him leave his sight, and when he heard Xia Mai chatting with him as if no one was around, he felt that his lungs were about to explode, thinking about how he was also the main player of the class basketball team back then, and he had never worried about physical fitness, but at this time he completely lost confidence in himself, panting and asked, "Yes...... Do you have...... Call...... That...... Call...... Quenching fluid...... Whew......"

Xia Mai looked at him half-dead and his face seemed to show pleasure: "You are talking about taking medicine to refine the body?"

Jiang Chen nodded violently. The other party smiled and replied: "How can there be such a good thing that is not earned for nothing? The existing body refining pills are all temporarily enhanced through overdraft, just like stimulants, and the effects of practice are all fake, and I don't know when they will collapse." ”

After that, he still followed him unhurriedly: "How is it? Refining the body, is it not surprised?

Jiang Chen completely understood, the emotional Xia Mai was not a cold goddess at all, the whole thing was a black-bellied female nerve, the kind that built her happiness on the pain of others. sighed in his heart, no longer bothered with the other party's conversation from time to time, and concentrated on running forward.

As a result, this kind of sprinting state of running lasted for more than twenty minutes, and when he finally returned to the open space, Jiang Chen only felt that there was no place on his body that was his own, and he was all unconscious. If it weren't for Jing Yu standing up to him expressionlessly, I'm afraid the whole person would have to sit on the ground, just like the fat man next to him who was soaked in sweat.

"Stand up for Lao Tzu!" Meng Xingchao's voice sounded again, so everyone stood in a row in a row, following Lao Meng's example, with his hands behind his back, his feet shoulder-width apart, and his eyes not squinting and waiting for him to speak, but some of them were still trembling slightly.

"In two weeks, everyone's weight will be doubled! If you have a poor foundation, you can figure out how to do it yourself!" After saying that, he glanced at the few classmates who were lagging behind just now, and glared at the fat man. Sun Gan's expression was more ugly than crying.

"The running training just now, some people will cause muscle soreness and physical discomfort! The parts of the body that you feel uncomfortable will gradually produce a tingling feeling, and that feeling is the 'spirit'! My course is to stimulate the 'spirit' to automatically repair the body through extreme practice, so that you can feel it more likely!"

Hearing the automatic grouping, Jing Yu stood beside him expressionlessly, Jiang Chen only felt half of his heart cold.

"The so-called Buku is a wrestling ritual derived from the 'Mongolian people', a brave and warlike nomadic people in our country, and after my Meng ancestors studied and improved, it has become a kind of introductory body refining exercise that can well integrate the 'spirit' and 'body'!"

Old Meng beckoned to Sun Qian: "You!

The fat man honestly walked to the teacher's side, only to see Meng Xingchao make a gesture: "Whether it is attacking or defending, you must use your mind to gather the 'spirit' you feel in your fists, feet, waist and abdomen! Then follow me!"

As soon as the words fell, I didn't see what the action was, and the fat man was treated as a guinea pig, and under Lao Meng's movements, the whole person turned over, and fell to the ground with his back down.

Birds in the woods fluttered and flew into the sky. Jiang Chen saw cold sweat on his forehead, and he was worried about whether the fat man's cervical vertebrae would be broken...... As soon as I wanted Jing Yu to make his hand lightly, I felt that the sky was spinning, and then there was a "bang"! My back hurt, and the blue sky in front of me seemed to be shining between the clouds......

was thrown into a circle, Jiang Chen looked at the sky in a daze, and there was a pure blank in his mind, until Jing Yu's expressionless face squeezed into his sight, and the other party moved his mouth as if he had said something. Jiang Chen's vision was blurred, and his ears were buzzing, but he still squinted his eyes and saw the shape of the other party's mouth clearly. Jingyu seems to say: "Too weak." ”

Jiang Chen: "......"

In the next few moves, Jiang Chen was smashed, only to feel that all the bones were scattered, and he didn't feel any sensation all over his body, and he was crispy and numb.

Hmm...... Could it be that this is what Meng Xingchao said, feeling the "spirit"? Jiang Chen's eyes lit up, and he only felt that he had an epiphany.

Forced to get up, looking at the strong contrast between the white gown on Jingyu's body and his gray face, he felt angry for a while, and said sullenly: "Don't move! It's my turn!"

Jing Yu really stood still, with his hands behind his back and his legs together. Next to him, Lao Meng was walking back and forth, correcting the movements of his classmates.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes, trying to gather the numb sensation in his limbs, but ...... He was so numb all over his body that he couldn't make a point.

I thought that after a period of weight-bearing running, coupled with Jingyu's almost brilliant beating of myself, there was no strength left, but I didn't expect to feel a surge of power from all parts of my body, and my arms seemed to be turned into steel plates!

Jiang Chen was overjoyed, this was the first time he felt the power of the "spirit", and he immediately forgot all about his tiredness and soreness, and simply pressed all his strength up, and tried his best to overturn Jingyu!

This field must be recovered!

Which Cheng thought, pressed the trick of his whole body's strength, but pushed it on Jingyu's body as if he was holding a thousand-year-old tree, only to see that the other party not only did not move, but also looked at him with a paralyzed face, and said: "Force." ”

Meng Xingchao was walking here, and he laughed when he saw this scene.