Start From Cultivation University

"@all members

According to the suggestion of the school leaders and the deliberation and decision of the department, our school will hold the intramural sports event "Xianyun Games" at the end of this semester. The event will be carried out in cooperation with the national department and live broadcast to the outside world. The event adopts the form of full combat, with certain risks, and the registration is voluntary. Those who perform well in the activities will receive special awards from the school and the country.

Note: The start of the school year is scheduled for February 24th. Please return to school in time to avoid delays in the course. "

Wu Hao looked at the messages sent in the class group, and replied in the WeChat group that he had received them, then put down his phone, opened the suitcase on the Kang, and took back the things one by one.

He spent this year in his hometown in Sichuan Province. After being admitted to university, this is the first time he has returned to the village.

On the night he came back, the village put up a big red banner saying "Welcome Kunlun University students back to the village". After a few cups, the old man said with tears in his eyes that there is now a cultivator in the village, so that the ancestors in the spirit of the sky can take a good look at this promising junior.

——Although if there really was a spirit in the sky, he reckoned that he might go up directly with one touch.

So he just sat there that day, and more than a dozen tables of familiar and unfamiliar relatives came up to toast him one by one. Thanks to his foundation building cultivation base and the influence of his spiritual power running quickly to consume alcohol, he was not overwhelmed. .

For half a month, he was just like a giant panda in the zoo. He was dragged up by his parents early in the morning, dressed in clothes, clean body and hair, then loaded into the car, and sent to the wine bars of various relatives. In front of the table for him to pay his respects, it was just a matter of sticking a few sticks of incense in front of him, and prostrating a few more times.

During the entire Spring Festival, he basically never spent money on meals by himself. Almost every day, relatives who did not know where they came from invited his family to dinner for various reasons, and bragged at him at the table. At this time, he can only bow his head and quietly pick up the food. As a panda, he should eat bamboo seriously.

So after half a month of honestly chewing bamboo, he finally bought a ticket back to Ancheng when the school was about to start, and he was ready to leave for school today.

Fairy games, intramural competitions... In other words, is this a competition with other students in the school?

Of course, there is no reason not to participate in such a large-scale event. But at least he has spent more than a year in Kunlun University, so he knows how much he is.

For this kind of activity, it is exciting to be able to participate in it, but among the per capita genius cultivators, he has no unrealistic fantasies. Just thinking about how to face those opponents is enough for him to be nervous.

"Is Hao Zi packed?" Mother Wu knocked on the door, "Come out soon after packing, the driver is already waiting outside."

"Hey, here we come."

Wu Hao walked out with the luggage in his hands. As Wu's mother said, the car with the luggage had already parked outside. At this time, the car was already full of people - when they heard that he was leaving, the whole village came out to see him off.

After half a month of training, he is now used to this kind of treatment. He went up to say goodbye to the villagers one by one, and shook the hands of his uncles, aunts, seven aunts and eight aunts all the way, until finally the neighbor's aunt directly held He, don't let go.

"Haozi is leaving now?" The auntie pulled him hard, with a look of reluctance, "Hey, there are so many things to do during the Chinese New Year, and I haven't had time to treat you to a meal, why don't you stay and eat again?" Walk?"

"I really don't have time this time." Wu Hao said sincerely, "I'll come back when I have time next time. I'm sorry, auntie."

"Hey, it's okay. My aunt understands that Kunlun University students are very busy. It's not easy to go back to the village when I have time."

The aunt concealed the disappointment in her eyes,

Pulled out a boy from behind: "That's my Qiangzi, isn't he going to high school this year, and I want to ask you to give me some advice. I don't want to be admitted to Kunlun University like you, as long as I can get an ordinary undergraduate degree, I will study at that time If you have a major in cultivating immortals, then you will be honoring your ancestors!"

After she finished speaking, she quickly poked the boy behind her: "Qiangzi, this opportunity is rare, hurry up and ask your brother Haozi for advice and experience, and see how the top students of Kunlun University studied in the past, learn more from others. "

Auntie, I didn’t pass the undergraduate course, so I really can’t give you any advice... Wu Hao thought hard for a long time, but he could only honestly say: "I really don’t have any special method..."

"Impossible, is there any way to get into Kunlun University? You kid..."

"I really don't know what to do..."

Repeat three or four times like this, and finally the aunt sighed: "Hey, Haozi, don't be modest, who doesn't know that your school is more difficult than Qingbei? People like you, even in the big city of Ancheng Are you an apex?"

Wu Hao was speechless and could only smile apologetically.

—But this is not entirely wrong. When Kunlun University recruited students this year, Ancheng No. 1 Middle School did not have a second class of students, so they had an idea and listed him, Xiao Youyu, and Yuan Qingqing as honorary students on the red list, ranking above all the names.

There are three Kunlun University students in one school. For a middle school, this is the best proof that the middle school is favored by immortals. Therefore, Ancheng No. 1 Middle School stood out this year and directly ranked first among the "Five Famous Schools in Ancheng".

"Aunt Liang, you don't understand now." The other person next to him seemed to see his difficulty, and stopped the excited aunt, "Didn't we all listen to the lecture a while ago? Kunlun University even sent Those who have spoken say that it is 'the supernatural way, the sincere one can get it'. Haozi, this is called good luck, and we can't learn it."

"Oh, it's also..."

The aunt had no choice but to calm down, sighing with disappointment on her face. But at the same time, Qiang Zi behind her spoke.

"That... Brother Wu Hao, can I touch you?"

"...Huh?" Wu Hao was confused, "touch me?"

"Our school has lectures on cultivating immortals. The teacher said that cultivators are all lucky, and they can get karma with just a touch." Qiangzi looked straight at him, "I want to get involved in Kunlun University." cause and effect."

Our teacher didn't talk about this... Wu Hao secretly slandered, but seeing the boy's expectant look, he was too embarrassed to refuse: "Then... okay, you can touch it, it's okay."

Qiangzi's eyes lit up immediately, and he cautiously stretched out his hand, rubbed against his arm, touched the bulging muscle under his clothes, and then withdrew his hand as if electrocuted.

"What's wrong?" Wu Hao was puzzled.

"I... touched a live immortal cultivator!" Qiangzi clenched the hand that touched him just now, "I can feel it, is this the 'spiritual power' that the teacher said, it's so hot...Brother Haozi, you really have a deep cultivation base !"

I have no luck...

Wu Hao twitched the corner of his mouth, and was about to say something, but saw Qiang Zi suddenly raised his head to look at him, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Brother Haozi, you are so powerful, you must be able to win the Fairy Games, right!"