Start From Cultivation University

　　With a few words of effort, the two men's offensive re-formed, blocking Wu Hao who was protecting the spell. The peach wood sword is surrounded by spiritual energy, and the formation is shining.

Under the pressure of Yuan Qingqing’s Jianfeng and Xiao Youyu’s thunder formation, Jiang Ling and Song Xudong couldn’t help taking a step back. They met with some hesitation, and Zhou Yan, who had been hit on the ground just now, had already covered their faces: “Sister Jiang, Brother Song, let's surrender...This is really no fun..."

　　 "Bastard! A bit of a spine!" Song Xudong kicked his ass, "The time hasn't come! Anyway, try again, you think the girls haven't lost yet! Isn't it Jiang Ling?"

　　 Jiang Ling stood in the front, rarely yelling, but staring at the three people in front of her complicatedly, as if thinking about something.

　　 After being called by Song Xudong, she finally recovered: "Huh? Oh, yes, this, you can't just admit defeat..."

　　 When she said this, she rubbed her wrist, and she seemed to have a sign of spiritual power. When the two of them saw this, they both pressed their bodies and watched her movements closely.

　　 In the previous fight, they had already seen that Jiang Ling was the core of the opponent's team in terms of strength and tactics. It cannot be ruled out that she has left some undisclosed tactics, and she can't help but guard.

　　 The air became tense again, and neither of them spoke, but looked at each other's hands and feet, silently rehearsing the next step in their brains.

　　 And just when the atmosphere had reached the point where the arrow had to be sent, a shock came suddenly, which shocked everyone.

　　 The six people on the field turned their heads together, and saw that the iron gate leading to the lower-level residents was suddenly opened. A middle-aged aunt wearing an apron and holding a rice spoon stuck her head out of it, her face full of anger.

"What are you doing?! There is such a big noise?! I live on the top floor and it is so noisy!" When she saw a few young people in front of her, she immediately shouted, "It's cooking! I heard something on the roof. Who fired the cannon! It's not New Year, you guys are messing around..."

She choked up halfway through the words, her eyes widened, and she looked at the mess on the top floor: the floor was covered with broken tiles, and there was still a burnt smell of fire and lightning; there were some techniques on the walls, In her opinion, it is graffiti with unknown meaning; some of the wall coverings have been cut by sword blades, falling into pieces.

　　 "What are you doing?! Ah?!"

The aunt glared at her waist and stared at the people in front of her. "I bought this from my house on the top of the building! What's up here? Are you going to fire a firecracker? I smashed all the bricks I laid! This is! Who smashed it?!"

　　 A few people neatly closed their heads down, all of them were disciplined, dignified, and well-behaved.

　　 "Ask you! Who smashed it?!"

　　 The few people present were meditating for a few seconds, reviewing the battle process just now, and then pointing to Xiao Youyu behind him together: "He."

　　 Xiao Youyu:? ? ?

　　 Before he could react, he saw that the aunt's eyes swept over like a wolf and said: "Good boy! How about you bomb the roof of my house with a firecracker?"

　　 "I..." Xiao Youyu was stunned by her as soon as she saw it. His aura was overwhelmed by more than half, and he quickly confessed to surrender, "Sorry, how much is this brick? I will pay you..."

　　 "Pay? See you are still studying like this, right? You didn't make any money, what would you lose?"

The aunt made a cut, turned around and picked up the bundle of broomsticks from the corridor: "Anyway, this brick has been several years old, and it's not worth a lot of money. If you sweep this for me, you will pay for it and clean it. Click! Stop yelling, someone is sleeping!"

　　 She threw the bundle of broomsticks in front of a few students, slammed the door, and walked away, leaving a few people looking at each other on the ground.

　　 "...So do you still fight?"

　　 "Fart, we have to be sent to drink tea again, right?"

　　 "We are all immortal cultivators, are you afraid of drinking tea?"

　　 "Ms. Wei once said that immortal cultivators can't do whatever they want... at least they have to abide by the Basic Law."

"If you don't fight, you can't fight, you can't fight, you can't fight." Jiang Ling raised her hands above her head, "Unexpectedly, it's all mortals, and the gap can be so big. This wave is considered to be a loss, but...now let's clean up the battlefield first. Bar."

　　 "...Do you call this cleaning the battlefield?"

That's how it is said, but after all, a few students still win their arms, grabbed the broom obediently, and instantly turned competition into cooperation, sweeping the messy roof of the building, and painting the ceramic tiles. Throw it away in a bag.

　　Wei Ze Changshu, who witnessed this scene in the mirror of the sky, let out a sigh of relief: Fortunately, this group of students did not carry him out for compensation...

　　 But judging from this matter, the immortal cultivators will inevitably return to the city in the future. The conflict between this immortal law and the modern city is also a big problem, and you have to think about how to solve it first.

　　……

　　 At the same time, in the room of the tenants on the top floor.

Aunt 　　 apron stewed the meat, listening to the thunderous crackling upstairs finally died down, sat on the sofa with satisfaction, and clicked on the small video, intending to kill the time waiting for the rice to be cooked.

　　 As soon as the software is opened, the app automatically pushes today's hottest. She clicked on one of the short video clips titled "Extreme Live Fright! A Suspected Cultivator Appears!" ~www.wuxiahere.com~ When the video was loaded, the next comment was already displayed.

　　 "I'll go! It's on the small video too!"

　　 "Why can you see this in any hot list today?"

　　 "The original anchor is the dead brother of the **** live broadcast, isn't it a deliberate hype?"

　　 "The hype? He really fell downstairs in the original video! And this video was recorded by people who watched the live broadcast at the time. Hype is not such a hype, right?"

　　 "Looking at the response of the barrage at the time, this video seems to be real-time, doesn't it look like a fake one?"

　　 "Report the cyber police?"

　　 "No, no, no one really believes there are immortals in the world, right?"

　　……

The aunt flipped through the comments casually. People at her age still don’t quite understand the specific meaning of "immortal cultivator", but even so, she knew that this should be a very powerful concept that shouldn’t exist in real life, which made her can’t help. Look forward to it.

　　 After more than ten seconds of comments, the video was loaded. The content is a live video. In the picture, three people are like monkeys in the forest, flying up and down between the roofs of tens of meters high, walking on the ground. Just watching the actions in the video made her feel that her heart rate was speeding up and her whole body was tense.

　　 "My God, at such a high place, this is really flying, but it's really not an ordinary person. This is what these young people say "immortal cultivator", it's really amazing..."

　　 Aunt sighed, she was engrossed in her eyes, she almost forgot that there was still meat stewed in the pot, her eyes straightened. However, as the progress bar moved forward and the shots continuously deflected, she also noticed a strange thing.

　　 "The place where this video was filmed looks so familiar..." She frowned, and then suddenly thundered, "This... isn't this the roof of my house?!"