There is indeed a problem with this word cultivation game

Chapter 30 Why is this guy so bad now?
"So, in two years, you were kicked out of the teams of eight organizations."

Ning Pingle couldn't help but laugh.

"Actually, there are only four, and the remaining four were canceled due to force majeure."

Ji Ziyang said obediently.

After listening to Ji Ziyang's words, Ning Pingle began to worry about his future.

He decided not to get entangled in this topic, and turned to talk about "The Way":
"So you left Sanqing Palace after you became a player. In the past three years, you should have explored a lot of areas in the game."

"How is it possible? The Shanhaijie is such a big place, filled with ancient gods, legends, evil spirits and strange beasts." Ji Ziyang said, "Don't mention me, even those senior magicians are unlikely to be here. Unimpeded in the mountains and seas."

"Senior conjurer?" Ning Pingle asked, "What is the difference from an S-level conjurer?"

"S-level conjurer belongs to an evaluation system aimed at the development potential of the conjurer himself. To a certain extent, it will determine the amount of resources the organization invests in cultivating you. From top to bottom, it is divided into S, A, B, C, and D There are five levels, one test per year, and it can change at any time."

Ji Ziyang smiled and said:
"Development potential is not completely equal to current strength, so even a senior magician with a D-level rating can easily kill a newcomer magician with an S-level rating."

Ning Pingle nodded, this is normal, there is a gap between mastering theory and combining reality, and then asked:

"What about the evaluation of the senior conjurer?"

"New promotion, official level, and senior level, these are the three stages [Xinghuo] currently refers to conjurers.

I just started trying to master the magic power in my body, and I am in the process of circulating the magic power to strengthen my body and use spells faster. This stage is a new promotion.

After passing this stage, one has mastered the operation of spell power proficiently, has a relatively clear understanding of a certain spell of one's own, and can use it to deal with some difficulties. This is the official level.

As for the flow of spell power, he has formed a conditioned reflex, and can use spell power and incantations to deal with most scenarios. At this point, he is a senior conjurer.

Well~ The specific evaluation and positioning of this thing is actually a bit vague, but one thing is certain, guys who can become senior conjurers are quite annoying. "

Ji Ziyang spread his hands.

"So you're an official conjurer?"

"Yes."

After grabbing the last piece of chicken feet and eating it, Ji Ziyang burped.

Ning Pingle has a general understanding of the distribution of members within Xinghuo.

Jiang dreamed and nodded secretly.

That's why she didn't directly tell Ning Pingle about the organization.

Although Ji Ziyang is a bit extreme, he is considered an old man in the magician profession. If he guides Ning Pingle to get started, he can not only show the tip of the iceberg in the world of magicians from the perspective of ordinary magicians, but also Through this dialogue, a bridge of communication between the two was initially established.

It can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Of course, the reason why Jiang Meng was lazy was definitely not because she felt that she had talked too much today, so she had already started thinking about how to fish.

Mainly because I thought about someone for a long time last night.

Ning Pingle's gaze has always been straightforward, so much so that when Jiang Meng stood in front of him in junior high school, he would always have a strange sense of friction from being stared at so close to him, so that sometimes the lectures were a bit awkward. The mind is distracted.

Just like when I lowered my head just now, after thinking about the scene for a while, I almost revealed my pretty face.

Fortunately, she suppressed it quickly, although it was inevitable that there would be some reactions...

Bah, reaction or something, nothing!Absolutely!right!No!yes!
I told Ning Pingle to take a good look at his body recently. After all, it will take some time for the second [Xiangliu Corpse] he devoured to reintegrate into the seal in his body.

She asked him to tell her immediately if he had an abnormality.

Ning Pingle glanced at her.

As long as you don't stay alone in a small room with this woman, there is nothing abnormal.

After all, Jiang Meng has always been popular, but after thinking about it for a while, he understood the reason, the sparkle in his eyes flowed, and he cursed secretly:
"Why is this guy so bad now..."

But she didn't dislike it too much, because she knew that this was the result of the two getting to know each other better.

Sometimes the naked eyes of strangers are far inferior to the emotionless appreciative eyes of acquaintances...

The unreasonable association of the latter's eyes will always be hotter, especially with the former teacher-student relationship separated.

After a long time, she was a little restless, got up and said:

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Ning Pingle didn't speak, but before Jiang Meng left, he vaguely felt that the white under the pleated skirt seemed to be a little more crystal clear.

After a while, Jiang Meng came back after finishing her makeup and continued to chat with the few people. After finishing speaking, the waiter served two more morning teas.

Both Tiandu and Yecheng are like this, morning tea can last the whole morning.

Ning Pingle enjoys such a comfortable life, but he didn't have the time in his previous life.

Ji Ziyang was quite happy, humming an unknown song while picking up fried beef.

It seemed to be a folk song from the Jiangbei area. Ji Ziyang was a bohemian, so the song he was humming had a special taste.

It's just a little drowsy to hear.

Ning Ping got up early today, and after waiting so hard, he has already slept soundly in the dormitory with a quilt in the usual place.

He blinked vigorously, trying to get more moisture into his sleepy eyes, but inevitably, his consciousness was still a little groggy.

The sound of the waves hitting the shore echoed, and the sound seemed to come from far away.

He closed his eyes and thought about it wildly, as if thinking of a huge nine-tailed white fox running across the mountain tops in the wilderness under the moon, swaying colorful mantras.

I thought of the strange life of a snake with a human face and wings on its back, whose face was covered by the moonlight behind it, covering its whole picture in the shadow.

Then at that moment, in the mist under the moon, a big and incredible dark green full moon suddenly appeared.

I saw the dark green full moon shaking twice, mottled traces flickered on it, and changed shape in an instant, it seemed more like... a snake pupil reflecting the world?
Ning Pingle was taken aback. He didn't know why he thought of such a crazy and absurd scene, but it also revealed a trace of reality. It seemed that he had witnessed that magnificent scene at a certain time in the past.

At this time, he came back to his senses and realized that something was wrong. He was meeting with Jiang Meng and the others. Outside the glass of the box, there should be a bustling road with noisy and crowded voices.

But at this moment, everything around him seemed to be quiet.

Only then did he realize that the sound of thunder, rain, wind, and the sound of piercing through the forest and beating leaves could be faintly heard in his ears, and those sounds were suddenly distant and near.

Ning Pingle suddenly opened his eyes.

Jiang Meng disappeared, and so did Ji Ziyang.

He looked around, and the floor-to-ceiling windows of this old-fashioned morning tea loft had broken at some point.

Outside the broken window, in the thin mist, a large piece of wreckage like a hill can be vaguely seen.

In the center of the wreckage, a woman wearing scales made of bronze stood coldly on the wreckage of flesh and blood, looking at him with wary eyes.

"Huh? Who is it?"

He was a little stunned and instinctively opened his mouth.

　Street diary:
　　【Diary of Others】

　　I saw a picture posted by another author, and the general content is like this.

　　[I was dreaming, dreaming that I was dragged to participate in the codeword battle royale]

　　[One month, closed codeword]

　　[The first round of the first order is less than 500 dragged out Karma's waist]

　　[Second round 3000]

　　【Third round 10000】

　　[I was typing while crying, and at the same time heard that the author was being dragged out]

　　[Woke up sweating, the child went to type]

　　(Comment: Damn, I dare not even dream that I can last until the third round, it is really too miserable to hit the street)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)