Who is not a monk

Ning Qing sat down silently and started eating.

Chen Shu was sitting opposite her, watched her eat, and asked, "Can you fly now?"

"do not know."

"Then do you have a suitable flying spell?"

"Real sky technique."

"Is it the latest version?"

"10 years edition."

"I have the latest edition, and I borrowed it from the sect for you." Chen Shu took out a copy of "Royal Kongshu", "The 19th edition, I heard that compared with the previous edition, new discoveries have been made. The core rune, the rune structure has been optimized, and the performance has been greatly improved."

The flying spell is the most common flying spell in China, and the vast majority of practitioners have learned it.

But that doesn't mean it's ordinary.

Due to the high learning threshold of flying spells, there are not many practitioners of the sixth level and above, and few ordinary people have cultivated to the sixth level through hobbies, so there are relatively few types of flying spells, and the advantages and disadvantages are very intuitive. The learner will directly choose the one that is the best to practice.Therefore, Royal Sky Art is also the best of the conventional flying spells, with well-balanced abilities in all aspects, defeating almost all competitors in the country.

Some things are too popular because they are ordinary, and some things are because they are excellent.

This is the case with Yukongshu.

After all, not every practitioner is spiritual and has enough energy to learn two flying spells at the same time.For practitioners of other systems, the flying spell itself is a large spell, and it would be fatal to learn one.

"Learn quickly."

Chen Shu couldn't help urging her: "Then I can hold your hand and fly around, just like a fairy couple."

Ning Qing ate in silence without answering.

"I'm talking to you."

valley tumor

Ning Qing swallowed what was in his mouth, stretched out his hand unhurriedly, and pinched a toothpick on the plate. On it was a piece of plum blossom meat that was fried until the skin was crispy, spicy and delicious. This was the last piece. , she was not in a hurry to eat, but looked up at Chen Shu and said:

"tasty."

"..."

Chen Shu turned to look at Taozi and Xiaoxiao.

I don't know if it's still too late to push the blame to the two of them...

Ning Qing glanced at his expression, even though she had never been in contact with the secret sect system, she knew exactly what was in his mind, but she didn't expose it, she just ate the last piece of toothpick meat, and then put away the "Royal Kongshu" ":

"I strive to master it as soon as possible."

"it is good!"

"Ask you if you don't understand."

"Better!"

"..."

……

That night.

Chen Shu returned to Yujing Academy, and Ning Qing and Xiaoxiao also returned to Ling'an Academy.

After ten months of absence, this school is still the same, as if time cannot leave any traces on it.It’s just that the new students will sign up tomorrow. Many students and parents from other places have already rushed over. It’s not that parents have to come to send them off when they’re 20 years old.

Chen Shu was wearing off-white sports trousers, an old T-shirt, jogging shoes, and a peaked cap, and walked slowly into the campus.

The feeling of youth is back.

The most beautiful thing in this world is nothing but youth.

Just looking at it from a distance will make you feel beautiful.

Especially in summer, especially at the beginning of school, especially at night, the girls are all wearing beautiful and cool clothes. Under the lights of the store, even if the skin is not very good, it is still white.

good looking.

Chen Shu gradually walked back to the dormitory, went upstairs and took out his card.

"Drip drip."

There are already people in the dormitory.

Brother Jiang came back this morning, and Brother Meng came back this afternoon. Chen Shu knew that they were both in the dormitory, so he chose to come back today.

"Oh! Both of you! Long time no see, have you sparked a spark of love?"

"Brother Chen, you are finally back."

Meng Chunqiu is still dressed in the same outfit, with traditional clothes that are not too hot, long hair that is not too hot, and he has to hold a folding fan to watch TV at home, and Xiaojiabiyu's face is more beautiful than most girls.

Jiang Lai's attire was the exact opposite, with a vest, shorts, and flip-flops with cracked soles, similar to Chen Shu's attire on the desert island, somewhat rough.

"Brother Jiang is getting fat? Is the food ready?"

"It's the muscles..." Jiang Lai looked at him and said, a little embarrassed, "Before, I practiced hard for half a year in order to be promoted to the fifth rank."

"Muscle? Let me touch it!"

"Forehead……"

"Don't be shy!"

Chen Shu insisted on touching Jiang Lai's body, and gave a bad review after touching it: "Are the muscles of a fifth-level warrior like this? Are they the same as normal muscles? I thought it would be as hard as iron to the touch... "

Jiang Lai shook his head quickly:

"No……"

Meng Chunqiu watched from the side, couldn't help frowning, and said worriedly: "Brother Chen, did you feel disappointed with your girlfriend during the trip, and your sexual orientation has changed?"

"Nonsense! I'm cute and my family is clean!" Chen Shu retorted immediately, "And even if I change my sexual orientation, I should attack you."

"Huh~~"

"Forehead……"

"Haha! I brought you special products!" Chen Shu took out two handicrafts and two small stones and distributed them, "One was bought by Duqin, and the other was picked up by me on the beach."

"Brother Chen has a heart."

Meng Chunqiu was not impolite, he picked out the two he liked as soon as he got started, and examined them carefully.

Seeing this, Jiang Lai took the remaining two.

Then Chen Shu sat in the living room and chatted with them for a while, talking about what happened at school at the end of last year and the first half of this year, when Brother Jiang passed the fifth-level martial artist certification and his performance in the ring, and about Brother Meng dream of poetry, almost went back to the room.

The room is still the same as when we left.

Dusty.

Chen Shu opened the balcony door, waved his hands to let out a cool breeze, and blown away the stale air in the room, and then began to tidy up the room.

Nine p.m.

Chen Shu had already washed up and lay down on the bed. Facing the light, he looked at the mark on his right waist again.

After studying it for two days, he found that although the original power in the imprint was like a stubborn stone, he still couldn't shake it, but he could decide the position of the imprint.

It's just that the old man Lingsheng chose a good position, the waist is easy to hide and easy to display.

Therefore, Chen Shu gave up the idea of ​​moving it to the creaking nest to absorb sweat, and also gave up the idea of ​​moving it to the buttocks to hide it, leaving it here.

Think for a moment——

Chen Shu took out his phone.

Vegetable cocoa: Are you there?

The beauty with eight-pack abs: Senior brother here!

Grandma always said:

Haoran Zhengqi:?

The Gate of All Wonders: Are you going to make an appointment with grandma?

Qingdeng Ancient Buddha: Amitabha, the poor monk is here

Green Vegetable Cocoa: I have imprinted

Keke Qingcai: I’m just curious about its ultimate purpose, so do you have any reliable news to share?

Haoran Zhengqi: Unfortunately, I don’t know more than you

The Gate of Wonders: +1

Blue Lantern Ancient Buddha: +!

Haoran Zhengqi: But what we can know is that they will not harm us

The Gate of Wonders: +1

Blue Lantern Ancient Buddha: +!

Haoran Zhengqi: My ancestors of the Meng family could not do such a thing

The Gate of Wonders: +1

Blue Lantern Ancient Buddha: +!

Grandma always said: My sword master and sword god of the past dynasties of Jianzong are also upright and upright

Grandma always said: / Seriously

Vegetable Cocoa: Goodbye

Chen Shu closed the group chat in disappointment.

It seems that these people don't know any useful news, perhaps not as much as he does, and he even thinks that, except for the group leader, other people probably don't know about the millennium war between the gods of this world and the gods of another world.

And they have no curiosity at all!

Useless, hopeless.

Chen Shu opened Fetion again, looked at the class group, chatted with Qing Qing, praised her for her silky thighs, slender waist, and her daily life. When Qing Qing didn't want to talk to him, she had to turn off her phone.

Daily practice.

Waiting for the start of campus life.

2 Chapter [-] is such a miracle

July [-], early in the morning.

Chen Shu first visited Teacher Shi Qian, and had a discussion with him on the practical application of the improved version of Lei Fa, and had lunch by the way.Then in the afternoon, I went to the History Building to visit Professor Shi, followed them to study the cultural relics from the Duqin Cube for a while, and prostituted some of their research results for free.

The two teachers obviously knew or could guess some inside information, and they were very relieved to know that he was safe.

Classes officially begin on the 21st.

Ling'an University and Yujing University started school simultaneously.

Chen Shu didn't miss class, even though the first session in the morning was "Moral Cultivation", he got up early and went to class honestly.

Because the first class has to receive the book from the squad leader.

Chen Shu had to tease the students, let them know that the most handsome man in the class has finally returned, and the average appearance in the class welcomes the daily limit, and by the way, let them see the awesome man who dared not come to class for a semester and a half.

Ning Qing naturally wouldn't miss class.

In fact, unless there were other important matters, or where Chen Shu asked her to go or what to do, she would not easily skip class.What's more, the first class of this semester is "Multiple Universes and Planes" by Mr. Eurogong.

She seldom misses Mr. Eurogong's class.

"Multiple Universes and Planes" is a very important advanced course for the "Space and Plane Science" major, and it should only be taken in the third year.

Ning Qing walked into the teaching building holding the textbook she received yesterday.

As soon as she stepped into the classroom, she saw the old gentleman.

The old man is still dressed plainly, like an old man who can be met at any time by the roadside sitting on a stone pier and fanning a cattail fan to enjoy the shade. He is still holding his thermos cup that has been used for many years and blowing tea foam. It is white, and there are many wrinkles on the face, and the condition is much worse than last year.

The old gentleman seemed to have noticed her too, turned his head to look over, thought for a while, and showed a kind smile: