Rebirth and daily cultivation

Yuzhou No. 4 Middle School has been established for 59 years. It ranks among the top three in the entire Yuzhou Senior High School. Although it is not as good as the best No. 2 Middle School, it is also unique.

There are several large wooden boards placed in front of the Academic Affairs Office, with the class placement charts for the first-year students posted on them.

A large number of students gathered, noisily.

Jiang Ning came to visit the day before yesterday. There are a total of twelve classes in the first grade of high school. Classes 1, 2 and 3 are experimental classes, which are the so-called key classes. The full score of the high school entrance examination is 925, the ordinary class requires 640 points, and the key class requires 700 points.

He is in Class 8, Grade 1, the same as in his previous life.

Now that he knew his class, Jiang Ning did not join in the fun. He walked directly towards Class 8.

If there were no accidents, there would be no difference among the students in the class.

Class 8, Grade 1, is located on the first floor in a conspicuous location. For some reason, Class 1, the key class, is next door to them. Jiang Ning knows that in a month, Class 8 will move to the second floor of the teaching building next door.

When Jiang Ning walked in, most of the students in the class were already there. At a glance, they were all faces that were both familiar and unfamiliar, and only a few of them could match their names.

Jiang Ning has forgotten most of what they did in high school, what their grades were, and what their future development will be like, and only remembers a few of the more famous ones.

The class was noisy. Familiar classmates were chatting about various topics. Some bold students sat directly on the desks, while others were quietly playing with their mobile phones.

But Shen Qing'e has already arrived. She is sitting in the third row and chatting with two girls.

When Jiang Ning entered the class, he only attracted attention for a moment, and then calmed down again.

He has an ordinary appearance and comes from a small town, so there is nothing outstanding about him.

After Shen Qing'e noticed him, she wanted to say hello, but after thinking about it, she decided to forget it. Meeting someone like Jiang Ning would not bring any benefits to herself. She was far worse than his cousin Jiang Junlong. She and the new girl she met It was said that Jiang Junlong went to the experimental class of No. 2 Middle School, which caused quite a surprise.

The admission score of the ordinary class of No. 2 Middle School is comparable to that of the experimental class of No. 4 Middle School, let alone the experimental class of No. 2 Middle School. It will definitely be the seedling of 985 University in the future.

Finding a corner by the window, Jiang Ning played with his mobile phone while letting go of his five senses. The noisy sounds in the classroom seemed to be plucked by invisible hands, and instantly became layered, like strings. As long as he wanted to, he could Pick any sound and listen.

Jiang Ning blocked most of it, leaving only two pleasant female voices, and then immersed herself in her own world.

Physical training is a step-by-step process, so Jiang Ning doesn't need to worry about it. His spiritual consciousness is tempered by secret techniques, but it is the most important practice. Jiang Ning has not yet determined the method, but he has an idea.

In today's world, spiritual energy is thin, so the exercises must not have high requirements on spiritual energy. Jiang Ning has two exercises to choose from. One of them is called "Eternal Life". This exercise does not require high spiritual energy. It pays attention to the Tao from the heart. Health, progress is slow, and it takes years to accumulate. Even with Jiang Ningtian's spiritual root qualifications, if he chooses this technique, he can only rely on time to reach the state, which is more stable.

Another skill, "Hua Xing Jue", is all-encompassing. It is commendable that it can not only absorb spiritual energy, but is also very efficient at converting various types of energy, such as the power of stars.

After weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Ning decided to practice the "Star Transformation Art".

He had deduced this technique many times in his previous life, and always felt that it contained the rules of the great way. Unfortunately, he could not deduce the rules of the great way in the end.

Now that I think about it, if I can master the rules of the great road in the Nascent Soul stage, even if it is just a wisp, I can use the rules to avoid the thunder catastrophe of transforming into a god.

It's just that the rules of the great avenue are hard to find. Jiang Ning once ordered people to read the history books of the Luoyun Sect thousands of years ago, and he has never heard that in the world of immortality, there are monks under the transformation of gods who control the rules of the great avenue. It is probably just a legend.

‘For me, spiritual energy is scarce in the world, and elixirs are indispensable. Although there are very few spiritual herbs in the world, most of them are ordinary herbs, but with the ability of ‘Hua Xing Jue’, it is not difficult to cultivate to the golden elixir stage. ’

After all, Tianlinggen has no bottlenecks before the Nascent Soul stage, and there is no need to work hard to find various breakthrough elixirs.

In his previous life, he was ordinary for half of his life, doing nothing and without any special skills. However, after entering the world of immortality, he learned that he actually had the root of heaven. It had to be said that it was a trick of fate.

Next door to Yuzhou City is the famous medicine city Qiaozhou, which has the largest traditional Chinese medicine wholesale market in the central part of the country. When I get the gold from the Xue Yuantong family, I will go shopping.

While Jiang Ning was thinking about it, a familiar sound of footsteps came into his ears. With his hearing ability, it was not difficult to tell who the person was from the footsteps.

He looked up and saw that Xue Yuantong had just stepped into the classroom door. His face was red and his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. He looked very tired.

‘On a hot day, after walking three kilometers, the little girl is quite fierce. ’ Jiang Ning said secretly.

Xue Yuantong was almost the last classmate to arrive in the class. Not long after, a round-faced man in his thirties took a list and crossed the classroom door. As he stood still on the podium, the classroom gradually became quiet.

He wrote three big characters on the blackboard: Shan Qingrong.

The students immediately understood that this was their future class teacher.

Shan Qingrong looked around and said in a loud voice: "My name is Shan Qingrong. From now on I will be the class teacher of Class 8, Grade 1. I will be responsible for all the work of the class in the future."

As his voice fell, the class's voice completely fell silent. In high school, the class teacher's intimidation was still quite strong.

"Papa", Jiang Ning clapped her hands in the corner. The classmates in the class realized it and immediately followed suit, and the applause became one and resounded throughout the classroom.

Shan Qingrong noticed Jiang Ning and nodded secretly in his heart. He is a sensible classmate.

He pressed down with his hand, and the applause suddenly stopped.

"Call your name first. Students who hear their name will raise their hands."

"Huang Zhongfei"

"White Rain Summer"

"Dong Qingfeng"

"Xue Yuantong"

"Shen Qing'e"

"Everything comes true"

Hearing familiar names ring out one after another, those alienated memories gradually fit together.

Huang Zhongfei's name sounds quite period-style, but he is tall and handsome. He is the most handsome boy in the entire first grade of high school. He will be elected class president in the future and is very popular with his classmates, especially female classmates.

Dong Qingfeng has a good family background, good grades, and good looks, but he looks down on students with poor grades and classmates from counties and towns.

Well, what he looked down on was people like Jiang Ning. Jiang Ning had a conflict with him back then and was unhappy.

Once again, Jiang Ning had long forgotten those contradictory details, and they were probably just trivial matters.

There is also Bai Yuxia, she is recognized as the most popular girl in Class 8. There are seven or eight boys in this class alone who have a crush on her.

Bai Yuxia's appearance surpasses that of Shen Qing'e, her grades have always been among the top three in the class, and her family is also good. Her mother is the deputy chief physician of the Municipal People's Hospital, and her father is an associate professor of Yuzhou University of Finance and Economics. In a third- and fourth-tier city like Yuzhou, she is undoubtedly Families above middle class.

After Shan Qingrong finished reading his name, he took a ruler and carved several straight lines on the blackboard, marking them from 150 to 180 in sequence.

"Come up and measure your height, and lead the army to train and take it."

Huang Zhongfei took the lead and easily surpassed the 180 line. He was estimated to be about 182. The key point is that he is only one year old, fifteen or sixteen years old. He still has the potential to continue to grow taller in the future. His tall and handsome appearance has attracted many female classmates to whisper.

Next, it becomes much more normal. Most boys are in the five centimeter range of 170. After all, boys can continue to grow until they are eighteen years old.

Jiang Ning went up and measured it, and it was 165. He sighed inwardly. This height was below average among the boys in the class. Jiang Ning would grow to 175 in the future.

Although height is not very important, especially after entering society, money is the father, but if people can grow a few centimeters taller without paying any price, I am afraid most people are willing, and it is always beneficial.

Later, Jiang Ning became an immortal. Although he could change his body shape, he never moved.

In fact, Jiang Ning's parents have good genes, but during his development period in high school in his previous life, he often skipped meals because he couldn't stand his aunt's behavior, which delayed his development.

When it came to the girls, Xue Yuantong liked to mention that she was the shortest in the class. In private, a boy called her a primary school student. Xue Yuantong was so angry that she wanted to tear him apart.

Jiang Ning watched silently. He knew that Xue Yuantong would grow to 160 in the future and would no longer be called a dwarf, but the year she turned 160 was also the last year of her life.

"Jiang Ning, have you noticed that there are a lot of good-looking girls in our class!" The pimples on Ma Shicheng's face became excited.

Before Jiang Ning could reply, a male student with a middle-parted head next to him said:

"Yeah, my friends and I were shocked."

The corner of Jiang Ning's mouth twitched, it was such a joke with a sense of the times...

"The one with the long hair is so pretty, her eyes are really nice, and her skin is good, without a single pimple."

"Yeah, I think it looks good too." Another classmate joined the chat.

"You're still young, you don't understand." Ma Shicheng pretended to be profound.

"So you know it very well?" The classmate was unconvinced.

"Whether it really looks good or not, we won't know until we put on the military training uniform." Ma Shicheng said firmly.

They talked about the girl in military training uniforms, and then talked about soldiers, and then turned to the retired veterans they knew, and then talked about the hatred between the country and the family, skipping to the comparison of military equipment, and finally they took on the role of themselves, giving guidance to the country, and they were high-spirited.

Not to mention, Jiang Ning sounded a bit youthful.