Cultivating Master In City

This class is not a good class for Zhou Yi, but it is different for other students. When Kong Fanxing announced the end of class, a large number of students flocked to him and asked for signatures and questions. It's just that this problem has nothing to do with archaeological courses.

Zhou Yi grabbed Wan bin and asked, "what do you think of our dean's class?"

"Yes, of course. I've never heard such a vivid and educational lesson. It's worthy of being a master Professor, and its export is extraordinary. The so-called tireless teaching is praised by experts and scholars such as the head of the Department, who have benefited a lot, benefited a lot, and said important things three times."

"What's good?"

"Where?" Wan bin thought hard and almost scratched all his hair on his head without saying why.

Zhou Yi asks an Ping and Lin Lang that they also praise department head Kong Fanxing for his first-class class class, but they don't remember what they said, leaving only one sense.

Zhou Yi sighed secretly in his heart, knowing that this is Kong Fanxing's means. When Zhou Yi can't even notice it, more than 40 people in the whole classroom are satisfied with his class at the same time, but they can't remember that they have experienced the heart refining magic array similar to supernatural events. It can be seen how clever Kong Fanxing's means are.

Kong Fanxing left and walked proudly. When he left, he looked at Zhou Yi intentionally or unintentionally. Zhou Yi had no response.

"Younger martial brother, you will become our younger martial brother sooner or later. Therefore, if you have any difficulties, you can find our elder martial brothers and sisters at any time. The teacher taught us that we will love you." Nie Qiuming patted Zhou Yi on the shoulder and walked away.

"Boss, when did this beautiful woman hook up?"

"Meatball, can you talk? What is collusion? You should say, does this beautiful woman want to make a fool of our boss?"

"Wan bin, Lin Lang, don't talk too much, or I'll suffer from Xiaoya." Zhou Yi glanced at Wan bin and Lin Lang.

"Who is this beautiful woman? Is it from our department? Why have you never seen her? Boss, this is not your dish. How about giving it to me?"

"Coyote, with your respect, can people like you? The boss doesn't want it. I can take the offer."

"Meatball, don't you have a girlfriend? Eating in the bowl and looking at the pot, do you want to order your face?"

"Stop it, you two. Don't you see that the boss has left?"

"Oh, is the boss angry? Where have you been?"

Anping shook his head and said, "the boss disappeared in the blink of an eye. I just followed closely, but I didn't follow."

The three roommates didn't follow Zhou Yi, but Zhou Yi followed Kong Fanxing from a distance. He knows that Kong Fanxing is not an ordinary person, but his mind is not at the level of Qi refining, so he is confident to lock Kong Fanxing far away. He didn't dare to get too close. He just grabbed a trace of Kong Fanxing's aura form and could track Kong Fanxing.

No matter whether you cultivate immortals or not, everyone will have aura form outside. Everyone's aura form is unique, just like people's fingerprints and DNA. This has been verified by countless immortal cultivation experts. Therefore, as long as you can grasp a person's aura release form, you can track that person.

However, Zhou Yi lost him. Zhou Yi was not surprised. Kong Fanxing really felt like the stars in the sky, distant and mysterious. This is the real master. How strong is it? Yuanying period or a stronger incarnation period? In his impression, he vaguely remembered that before the advent of the Xianwu period, the strongest experts in the world were just in the period of transforming gods. Only after the real great changes of the Xianwu period did those ancient experts of Mahayana and robbery reappear in the world one by one.

With his strength of the Ninth level of Qi refining, if he really meets an expert above Yuanying period, he may be given seconds at any time. He just wanted to make sure whether Kong Fanxing was the master of his previous life.

In the previous life, without his old mentor, Zhou Yi could not have embarked on the road of cultivating immortals. He might have completely disappeared in the long river of history with all sentient beings. However, due to reincarnation and rehabilitation, Zhou Yi's memory is missing a lot. Among them, there are some memories of his old mentor. He only remembers the teacher, but he can't remember what his name says.

Without tracking Kong Fanxing, Zhou Yi was not discouraged. He knew that with the growth of his cultivation, one day he would break his memory blockade seal in the sea of divine knowledge and slowly recover his memory.

In the attic above the bell tower of a landmark Library in Longda, Kong Fanxing is watching Zhou Yi turn and walk towards the student dormitory through the window.

"Teacher, Zhou Yi is a rare genius in 500 years. Why didn't the teacher take him directly?" behind Kong Fanxing, an old man with a white beard stood respectfully. The old man with white beard looks older than Kong Fanxing. He has a feeling of respect.

If the masters of the monasteries saw the old man with white beard, they would be respectful. In this case, the old man with white beard had the same attitude towards Kong Fanxing.

"Boss, who says I don't want to accept it? Don't let him suffer. However, my hero comes out to help him solve his problems. How can he remember deeply and worship my teacher as a God? Do you have any way to get some danger for Zhou Yi, and then I will make a debut again."

The old man with white beard naturally knew the teacher's bad taste. He smiled and said, "don't worry, teacher, it's all arranged."

"Well, it's the boss. You know me well. I'm relieved to have your arrangement. Those demons have been active too frequently recently. I don't want to beat them. They really forget me. I'll go out these two days and remember to make trouble for Zhou Yi. I'll be back in three days."

"Teacher, don't you really need me to follow?"

"Why do you want to follow? Is it easy for you here? Grandma bear, what happened and all the processes accelerated? I was a little unprepared."

"Yes, sir, I understand. Didn't the teacher calculate it? Or let the third calculate it."

"This is God's will and cannot be violated. We were preparing for this day, but it was earlier than we expected. Those who should come will always come."

Kong Fanxing's wretched face showed a compassionate look. In an instant, his breath changed and became as mysterious and broad as the deep sea, flashing a halo like a saint.

Zhou Yi vaguely felt that someone was staring at him behind him and guessed that it should be Kong Fanxing. At least from Kong Fanxing, he didn't feel any malice, and he seemed to really want to take himself as a disciple. In fact, it's nothing to promise Kong Fanxing to be a disciple. However, since he has been looking for his mentor, and he doesn't have any familiar feeling from Kong Fanxing, he didn't promise.

Instead of going back to his bedroom, Zhou Yi went directly to the canteen. As usual, he went to fetch and eat. The difference is that this time, there were more people around. Far away, the students looked at him and talked about him, most of them girls.

"Zhou Yi is really out of measure. He dares to compete with me and doesn't take care of himself."

"Yes, Murong can crush him to death with one finger, rubbish."

"Sisters, let's draw a circle to curse him and curse him for not dying well."

The girls' round of and curses reached Zhou Yi's ears, and Zhou Yi was not affected at all. These brain disabled girls are not worth how he treats them.

"Oh, my God, I have a stomachache. It's not good. I'm going... I can't..."

"Oh, I can't..."

"... ah... Here comes my aunt... No......"

The girls who cursed Zhou Yi behind their back suddenly ran out of the canteen with their stomachs covered. Zhou Yi turns his face and sees that the man who changed wood, elegant and proud, comes from the crowd. As graceful as a fairy.

"Well, you don't have to argue with those gossipers."

"Hum, I have to worry about it. Who let them scold my male ticket? I can only scold if they want to scold, not other women."

"Can my mother scold me?"

"Don't be a liar. You're not nervous at all? You can really win the duel with Murong in the afternoon? I just heard that Murong Yinan is a rare genius of Murong family and has invested a lot of resources in him. Murong Yinan is different from his brother Murong Yijiang."

"Don't be so sad? You're not suitable to play a melancholy beauty. You're my pistachio. Come on, give me a smile."

"Fuck you, you look like a hooligan. It's not like at all."

"Oh? It seems that I'm not a hooligan yet. How can I be a hooligan?"

"It's not serious." Mu Qingya glanced at Zhou Yi and joked with Zhou Yi. She felt very comfortable in her heart. Even the difficult process of women these days has become insignificant.

"By the way, why aren't you with your three bad friends?"

"Who? You said it was meatballs, coyotes and bottles? Just now I had something to do and separated from them. I should come to dinner at this point."

As soon as he said the bottle, Anping ran over. Seeing an Ping running in a panic with a palm print on his face, Zhou Yi suddenly stood up. His heart was angry. Did anyone dare to attack his brother? Who the hell is it?

"Boss, No. meatballs and coyotes have been caught."

"Who did it?"

"It's the Murong family. The leader is the same as Murong Yinan. It should be Murong Yijiang."