The Lord's Road to Superstar

These days, the little white snake that was locked up has become more obedient, lying in the glass cabinet as if dead, and never yelled in Ling Feibai's mind again.

Su Moru smiled from ear to ear looking at his son's quiz results a few days ago, and remembered that Teacher Jiao always praised his son for being serious and smart in his studies recently, so he felt proud, except that he didn't do much in physical education class. Positive, otherwise it couldn't be better.

"Son, Feibai, how are you getting along with your classmates recently?"

Ling Feibai put down the book in his hand, thought for a while: "It's not bad." To him, he was already "getting along well" without shouting and killing for no reason.

Su Moru immediately smiled, thinking that his son is a good boy, good at studying and popular, he is just like a little male god image!She was about to start worrying about whether a little girl had a crush on him!

Ling Feibai in the previous life was originally talented, and he made rapid progress in learning everything. It was also because of his extremely high talent and understanding that when he learned Dafa, he was able to leapfrog to kill the nominal master and seize his fairy palace. Since then, the righteous way and the evil way have been invincible.

To be honest, the elementary school courses in this world are just like playing for him. It has been less than a month since he entered the school, and he has already learned the high school courses by himself.

He still didn't know that when he was borrowing algebra textbooks in the library, the librarian watched in astonishment as the little boy took the book calmly, and then left without saying a word, his heart was full of shit, and he didn't know what to do. I think that the children now have already reached such a point of wisdom.

"I think I can skip a grade." Ling Feibai said suddenly and abruptly.After all, I am also a cultivator who has lived for a thousand years. It is really not so comfortable to hang out with this group of naive little radishheads all day long.

Su Moru said "Ah?", thinking of her son's papers with full marks in every subject, she was not very surprised. It is not uncommon for her to skip a grade as a teacher.

"Are you skipping to third grade?"

"Yeah," Ling Feibai nodded, talking nonchalantly, "A third-year high school student."

"What?" Su Moru was dizzy in front of his eyes, as if he was hallucinating, "What are you talking about?"

Ling Feibai was very calm: "I have completed the six-year elementary school courses by myself, plus all the courses of junior high school Chinese, mathematics, English, arts and sciences, and now I am already studying high school courses. Once the procedures for skipping grades are completed, I will almost be able to go to the third-year high school courses. So I think it’s a good choice to go to the third year of high school.”

Su Moru's breathing stagnated, and his heart stopped moving for a moment. He looked at his son with a look of insanity: "Son, are you telling a bad joke?"

"Do you think I'm someone who can tell jokes?" Ling Feibai looked into her eyes with a casual seriousness.

Su Moru shook his head, and worriedly listed a few algebra questions to test him. As expected, he answered all of them correctly, without bias.

Su Moru: My son turned into a genius child, how can I break it? !Wait online, hurry up!

At this moment, Su Mama's mood is complicated. She knows that her son is very smart, but she doesn't know that he is so talented and intelligent. At such a young age, he can overwhelm a group of high school students. This is not something that can be described as "smart". It is wisdom that is close to that of a demon.

She has read a lot of news about gifted children. These gifted children are precocious, but too much fame will cause too much pressure, and there are still many geniuses who grow up and disappear.Although Su Moru was very relieved of Ling Feibai, she was still very worried that her son would go in the wrong direction because of a wrong choice.

"Feibai, why did you think of skipping a grade?" Su Moru was worried. While he was delighted that his son's brain was so smart, he was also worried that his intelligence would be reversed.

Ling Feibai frowned, thinking that his ability had reached a higher level, wouldn't it be extremely natural to skip a level?Need to ask again?

His son looked a little unhappy, Su Moru thought that Ling Feibai was angry with him, so he sighed: "Okay, I will discuss with Teacher Jiao about the matter of skipping a grade. , but it is unlikely that you will be promoted to high school all at once, and there should be no problem in raising a few years, so you can wait a few more days, okay?"

"Okay." Ling Feibai nodded, as long as he didn't have to stay in the same classroom with Xiao Penyu who was bluffing all day long, the ending would be fine.

Su Moru on the one side still couldn't help worrying. As a teacher, she was always dedicated and rational in her work, but if the problem happened to her son, she would not be able to restrain herself from thinking about it, for fear that the decision she had made would ruin him. For the whole life of his own son.

I hope that Feibai's ingenuity will not become a burden for him...

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late at night.

It was dark all around the room.

The little white snake that was lying in the glass cabinet moved its head slightly, the snake spit out the letter, then quickly retracted it, and slowly opened its eyes in the darkness.

It seemed to have smelled something familiar, and its two beady eyes were shining brightly, and it moved towards a place with difficulty.

The source of that spiritual energy has been in its belly for too long, and the swelling spiritual energy has already damaged its internal organs. If it continues like this, it will not be able to hold on anymore.

But when he thought that there was a little kid in this room who was staring at the source of spiritual energy, the little white snake thought, gritted his teeth and wanted to protect this life-saving source of spiritual energy, and he must not be taken advantage of!

A faint white light flashed in front of my eyes, like the bright moonlight shining down on the living room for an instant, and then turned into darkness. A slender hand carved like white jade slowly stretched out to the glass cabinet. The transparent glass was like a A layer of transparent water film fluctuated on the plane for a moment, and was easily passed through.

The little white snake approached bitterly, but was gently grabbed by that too fair hand, and brought out of the glass cabinet.

"Oh, Siwang, I never thought that you would be captured by mortals for several days. It really disappoints me." A deep and magnetic male voice resounded leisurely, and the little white snake in his hand couldn't help shaking, feeling sleepy. He lowered his head, his peasy eyes were full of water, as if he was about to squeeze out a few tears.

"Please, the Lord, come and save me personally. Si Wang's crime is unforgivable. Please, the Lord, punish me."

"Forget it, be more careful next time, otherwise I won't care whether you are braised or stewed, but no one will save you." The man hid in the darkness, covered his mouth, and coughed softly , "Did you get something?"

"I got it!" The little white snake nodded hastily, "Don't worry, my lord, it's still with me!"

It wagged its tail and wanted to say something, but in the next second, a piercing blade of air roared and flew towards the man's head.

"Lord, be careful!"

The man turned around to avoid the blow, and the flying blade just touched the wall, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Who is it?" The man smiled softly, with a trace of weakness in his laughter, he let go of the little white snake in his hand, the latter understood, spit out something in his hand, crawled through the crack of the door, and disappeared in a flash.

Little White Snake: Huh, huh, I can't beat that little brat, so I'd better leave it to the lord! QQ

At this time, Ling Feibai was leaning against the door. The moment there was a vision around him, he had actually woken up a long time ago. After waiting for so many days, the righteous master finally came slowly.

"Who are you?" His voice still has the immatureness of a child, but his momentum is not inferior to the stranger in front of him.

"So it's a child," the man's eyes flashed with astonishment, he seemed to have unbelievable doubts, and suddenly he smiled again, "So he's a cultivator, I'm afraid you're not a human being."

Ling Feibai didn't answer this question, his goal was very clear, he stared at the object exuding a strong aura in the man's hand with deep eyes.

"Leave the things, and I can let you go." He said coldly, his eyes sharp as a blade, "You are injured, and your strength is no match for me."

"Oh, yes, you child has sharp eyesight, and you know that I am no match for me in the Qi refining stage." The man smiled deeply, and held up the object full of spiritual energy, "But this object cannot be given to you."

"Looking for death." Ling Feibai's eyes were as cold as iron hooks, and his palms were full of anger. He didn't talk nonsense, and if he didn't, he would grab it!

The man's reaction was extremely sharp. As early as when Ling Feibai's palm struck, he flew to the side. Facing the former's menacing attack, he was strong and strong, and he was able to deal with it with ease.

"You kid, I didn't expect your skills to be very good." The man sighed, thinking that he might not be able to be good today, this kid is so weird, his lightning-fast skills have long since broken away from the power of mortals The scope that can be reached is absolutely impossible to achieve without long-term practice.

Ling Feibai snorted coldly, watching the man dodge another blow with cold eyes.If it was the previous life, with his cultivation base, such little monsters are not worthy of fighting against him at all!

However, within a few rounds, the man gradually lost his strength. Ling Feibai spotted a gap and kicked him in the chest, forcing the man to take half a step back. Bloody air filled his throat, and his face was pale. He vomited lightly, and slowly squatted down as if exhausted.

It's just an embroidered pillow, and I thought it was a powerful character.

Ling Feibai thought disdainfully in his heart, took the knife in his hand, and walked over, wanting to give this embroidered pillow a happy result.

The man was panting with a fragile appearance, and in the darkness, he raised his head slightly, with a secret smirk flashing across his eyes.