"This is the sixth uncle."

"Hello Uncle Six!"

"Good, good...... Our Lin family also has the champion of Xianmen...... Thousands of years later, future generations can also see a ...... in the history books"

An old man wept with joy, but when he was dissuaded by others, he turned to laughter.

"This is the ...... of Uncle Seven"

"Uncle Seventh is a good ......"

Lin Wanqiu led Jiang Ding, introduced these relatives who are rarely seen one by one, and shared her joy with others.

Jiang Ding also answered obediently one by one, attracting praise again and again, worthy of being the champion.

"This guy is really a Kenko of the Great Sun??!"

At a banquet, Hua Bing couldn't help but say.

After experiencing virtual actual combat, countless lives withered in front of her eyes, and her body was shattered, and it took her a long time to recover with the help of her parents.

Until now, his temper is still a little short-tempered, and he wants to scold people from time to time, and takes the initiative to provoke disputes and fight to alleviate them.

Others are in a similar situation.

That guy was like nothing was happening.

"This is called sending and receiving from the heart, and no one is lost because of the sword."

Gongsun Ling of the second class also came over to join in the fun, and guessed: "Maybe war and killing, for a great day sword who has comprehended sword intent, are just ordinary things in life, eating and drinking water, and will not be affected by similar to dark personality, post-war trauma, stress reactions, etc." ”

"Sounds amazing."

The first class, the second class and other students gathered around and sat at a few tables, and someone exclaimed.

Previously, everyone discussed that the university was going to transfer to the exercises, and the study time was very tight, so the originally scheduled post-college entrance examination party was moved here.

Anyway, Jiang Ding is not short of these tables.

"It's ......"

"Hello Mr. Guo! Hello Mr. Wang, Mr. Zhang......"

Without waiting for Lin Wanqiu's introduction, Jiang Ding said first, a cup of tea.

Zhang Dingjun, Guo Kui and other teachers also came to celebrate the first Xianmen champion they taught in their decades of coaching career, although I don't know how he became the champion.

But it's good if the result is perfect.

The value of teachers in various subjects skyrocketed several times in an instant, and parents who had tutoring needs automatically adjusted their prices, and they had to wait for availability.

"Da Ri Kenzi, long time no see!"

Zhang Dingjun quipped: "A few of our old guys have bent bones, but don't use sword intent to suppress us all because we punished you in class before." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare."

Jiang Ding said embarrassedly.

"Hahaha......"

Everyone laughed.

"Stop drinking, remove all these drinks and food."

Guo Kui pushed away the wine and food, quickly took out a piece of rice paper that was very expensive at first glance, as well as a sparkling talisman pen, and said unceremoniously: "Gao Wu, that dead fat man dares to show off in front of me, he simply doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, can I bear this?" ”

"Bring me three first, envy them to death."

"Okay."

Jiang Ding couldn't cry or laugh.

The friendship between teachers and students in the past three years is naturally different, and you can write it any way.

"Teacher, it's not that exaggerated, is it?"

When I looked up again, the teachers of several subjects also made the same movements, stacks of rice paper, some pain in the skull, and a little soreness in the hands.

"It's that exaggerated."

Zhang Dingjun and the others glanced at each other and smiled.

"The word of the Immortal Gate Champion naturally has no great value now, but when you are promoted to the Yuan Infant Stage or even a higher realm, the value is very great."

"Not to mention that your words have sword intent, and they have a subtle effect on assisting people to comprehend the intent, and their value is more than ten times stronger than the words of ordinary immortal gate champions."

"The teachers said yes, that's it."

Jiang Ding shook his head, and with a stroke of the pen, the words fell on the rice paper, and the sword intent was hidden in it.

One after another, those who came did not refuse, and soon there was a sound of Zheng Zheng sword, and the number caused some qualitative changes.

It's like being in the middle of a sword formation!

Faintly blue ancient trees rose from the ground, the sun fell in the shade of the trees, and the spirit was cold, and instinctively trembled.

"Stop!"

"First of all!"

After writing three words for each subject teacher, Zhang Dingjun hurriedly stopped, and his eyes flashed with horror.

He suspected that if the sword intent continued to accumulate to a certain extent, it would even cause casualties to the surrounding guests, and the happy event would turn into a funeral, then he would be a villain.

"Well, thank you for being here today."

Jiang nodded and continued to receive the next table of guests.

Yitong walked down, and after more than thirty minutes, he finally got rid of his mother and sat down with Li Junhao alone.

"Jiang Ding, we held a summer study meeting, right next to the library, do you want to come?"

Hua Bing asked.

"Li Tie, Gongsun Ling, and Li Junhao all participated, mainly to learn from each other together, improve their Chinese and math scores, and prepare for the university transfer exercises."

"Participate, I've been in the library lately, so we'll be together then."

Jiang Ding said with interest.

"That's great!"

Others looked happy.

There is a champion of Xianmen, and the gold content of this reading and learning meeting has increased rapidly, and any questions can also be discussed together, asking for answers, and the learning efficiency is much higher.

Jiang Ding raised his head, looked into the distance, and then withdrew his gaze.

……

During the banquet,

A middle-aged man with a masculine and handsome face had a stiff body, drenched in cold sweat, and did not dare to move.

Truly facing the sword intent of the Great Sun Sword, he really felt the horror in it, as if the blue Great Sun fell from the sky and fell to the world, and his soul could be burned in between breaths.

He had no doubt that just by thinking about it, he would die silently.

"He's ......"

The guest's anomaly attracted some attention from the surrounding relatives and friends, and some of them showed a look of watching the show.

Lin Wanqiu, who had been greeting guests, frowned, but was soothing and calm, stepped forward, and led him to a more secluded place.

"You should be able to tell that he doesn't like you."

Lin Wanqiu said lightly.

"Whirring ......"

Jiang Chaoyang breathed desperately several times before he could barely alleviate the fear in his heart and break free from the horror of the blue sun.

“…… I'm just here to see, late ...... Haha......"

He smiled awkwardly.

No one answered.

The two were silent for a long time, and neither seemed to have anything to say.

"I suddenly want to laugh."

Lin Wanqiu remembered something and said, "The person who poured all your hopes into it is called Jiang Jinxian, right?" He seems to have also been admitted to the Department of Cultivation of Qianling University, and there is a fifty percent chance that he will succeed in building the foundation and become a foundation building monk. ”

"If it succeeds, the foundation building cultivator should be able to support another monk in addition to maintaining his own cultivation, only one."

"Do you say, will he support his mother, or will you?"

Jiang Chaoyang's face turned pale.

"Sincerity for sincerity, hypocrisy for falsehood."

Lin Wanqiu mocked.

"How smart and shrewd is the foundation monk, even if he doesn't know it for a while, when he grows up, what kind of feelings can cover such a utilitarian and dirty heart?"

"What a pity."

"How ...... it is for an orphan to work hard all his life, to spend his whole life in camps, to bear countless infamy, to abandon all moral shackles, and to abandon him with the ultimate hope."

"It's a pleasure!"

Lin Wanqiu laughed heartily, like a female madman, attracting a lot of attention, but she didn't care.

(End of chapter)