C14 Ye xuantian

Who is this Jiang Rong?

Jiang Rong's sister and Tang Xuan were classmates in university, but Jiang Rong's sister had married and emigrated abroad.

Her parents followed her overseas, and only Jiang Rong stayed at home to attend university.

Last year, when she returned from graduation, she was ready to go back to Dongning City to find a job. She changed a few jobs consecutively, but recently, she finally found a long-term job.

"Jiang Rong has become a teacher. After the final notification, the school will arrange a dormitory for her and she will move out. I will be troubling you for the next few days." Tang Xuan felt a little embarrassed, afraid that Ding Yi would be unhappy.

"Is she still here? "Then where should I sleep?" Ding Yi opened his eyes wide.

"Of course you sleep in the hall." Jiang Rong clenched her teeth and said.

"I —" "I'm two thousand dollars a month. You want me to sleep in the living room?"

"Don't listen to her nonsense, Ding. You can choose any two bedrooms, I'll sleep with her." Tang Xuan's face was red.

At such a young age, do you want to be like a little girl, blushing all the time?

Ding Yi was annoyed. Since Tang Xuan was so polite with his, he couldn't possibly choose the master bedroom.

It was filled with pictures of Tang Xuan and was also designed to be a girl's bedroom: "I'll take this." Choose from Jiang Rong.

"Hmph!" Jiang Rong coldly snorted, slowly walked in front of Ding Yi, and without saying a word, took her hand off.

There was a large bump on her forehead, and after being frozen for a long time, it was still obvious, like a Horned Dragon.

She then pointed the bag on her forehead at Ding Yi, and their gazes met.

"Sigh, Jiang Rong, Jiang Rong, forget it, you're fine too." Tang Xuan pulled on Jiang Rong's clothes.

Ding Yi knew what she meant, and after looking at his a few times, he turned his head and pretended not to see her, and asked his to sleep on the sofa? No way.

"You're from No. 1 High School?" Jiang Rong said fiercely.

"What?" Ding Yi replied casually.

"Don't fall into my hands." Jiang Rong's expression was sinister.

I'm scared of you. What? Ding Yi suddenly felt that something was amiss.

"Cough cough" Ding Yi's expression changed instantly and he smiled widely: "Aunt Tang, it's better to be a lady. I'll sleep in the living room."

"— —" Tang Xuan.

"It's your image." Jiang Rong raised her eyebrows proudly.

Oh my god, this crazy woman must not become my teacher.

It's okay, it's okay, there's three grades in the first school and dozens of classes, Ding Yi comforted himself.

Thus, after paying, Ding Yi gloriously became the living room's master.

Two thousand dollars to rent a living room, of course.

It was a good thing that the people under the same roof as Ding Yi were all beautiful women.

Ding Yi thought that Jiang Rong would be leaving in a few days. Furthermore, it's summer now, so the living room is cooler.

After that, Ding Yi got busy, he went back to his uncle's house to retrieve his things.

Uncle Zhou Mo was also home. When he found out that Ding Yi was going to move out, he tried to advise him for a long time.

But Ding Yi had already made up his mind, in the end, his uncle secretly gave Ding Yi five thousand yuan without telling his aunt.

After sending Ding Yi downstairs, Du Shicheng looked at Ding Yi with reddened eyes. "Xiao Yi, you've grown up and can now become self-reliant, but listen to your uncle's advice to properly go to school and not be naughty anymore."

"In this society, people with no background and no money can only rely on studying to get ahead of themselves."

"Of course, Uncle might not want you to rise to prominence. It's good as long as you can live a peaceful life."

Looking at his uncle's grizzled hair, Ding Yi suddenly felt sad. He obviously had thousands of things to say, but he didn't know how to say them.

"I promise you, study hard, take care, Uncle." Finally, Ding Yi hugged his uncle and turned to leave, afraid that he would change his mind if he stayed any longer.

Uncle Du Shicheng was a good person and an honest person.

So Ding Yi didn't want to stay, and didn't want to affect his peaceful family.

Carrying his few belongings and two boxes, by the time Ding Yi returned to the Celebrity Garden ", it was already past six in the afternoon.

Jiang Rong and Tang Xuan were both not present. There was a bit of food and a piece of paper on the table.

It was only then that Ding Yi realized that Tang Xuan was a head nurse who was working the night shift.

He could still be considered half a deity now, so it was fine if he didn't eat. However, when he saw the delicious food on the table, he couldn't help but eat a bowl of rice and discovered that Tang Xuan's cooking skills were really good.

Such an outstanding woman, yet she still wasn't married? The man from Dongning was even blind?

Ding Yi ate Tang Xuan's rice and felt injustice for her.

After the meal, he cleaned up the place and took a bath.

Tomorrow or Sunday, he would still have some rest. He was in no hurry to go out, as he planned to study at home today.

When he had just left his uncle's house, his uncle's words had indeed moved him.

Not because of the truth of the words, but because of his uncle's love for him.

In any case, he was still considered half a deity now. Even if he didn't go to school now, he would still be able to rise to prominence. However, he wanted to fight for his dignity so that no one would look down on him, especially his aunt.

With my Immortal talent, I can learn anything easily.

First, take out the English book that gives you the most headache.

He had failed this course before and had seen ABC dizzy.

He opened it today to take a look.

"Er..." Ding Yi read a few lines silently.

F * ck, I didn't have a photographic memory.

It actually didn't have a photographic memory. This wasn't scientific. I'm a god, shouldn't I have a photographic memory?

Still dizzy, Ding Yi was speechless.

It seemed that deities were not omnipotent either.

Wait, let's see how my immortal arts are.

Hu. Ding Yi closed the book and closed his eyes slightly. With a thought, he tried to collect all the memories in his mind.

The scene of the jade piece shattering and the celestial spiritual energy entering his body reappeared in his mind.

"Boom!" Countless scenes and words, as well as ten mysterious streams of air, intertwined in his body and in his mind.

"Don't be afraid, listen to me. My name is Ye Xuantian … from the Immortal World Profound Province …"

"My spiritual will is about to disperse. There isn't much time left. I will pass on to you my legacy now. Your future achievements will depend on your own fate."

"Remember, I, Ye Xuantian, will dominate the world … When men do things, they must be domineering beyond compare … I will cover the sky with one hand …"

Along with the sound of the voice, the images and words in his mind became more and more numerous, like many secret manuals and countless books.

Now, if he carefully thought about it, he could summon all sorts of spells, celestial spells, talismans, treasure refining techniques, and more than ten thousand different types of techniques. They were almost like a giant library of cultivation books.

Unfortunately, he still could not use the 100% skill of an immortal spell.

The Immortal World Ye Xuantian resided in was divided into six levels: virtual immortal, Celestial Immortal, Golden Immortal, Profound Devine, Sage, and Immortal Monarch.

For example, the [Adamantine Metamorphosis] technique required twenty strands of immortal energy to use. As of now, he only had ten strands of immortal energy, which was far from enough.

Since he couldn't use any immortal arts right now, he could only start at twenty. Then he could only think of other ways.

Before Ye Xuantian had ascended to the Immortal World, he was a Profound Cultivator called Everlasting Continent.

He was proficient in imprints, forging tools, alchemy, puppets, and all sorts of other techniques. As long as he had immortal qi, it was fine.

"The Anchor, uh, doesn't seem to have the materials."

"Invisibility Charm, uh, I don't have it either."

"The Spirit Connection Pill opens the mind, and can make one forget their eyes. This is not bad, the idiot who ate the pill has already become a genius, but why do these materials, 'Heart Grass', 'Spirit Blossom', 'Seven Apertures Snake Pill' — I have never heard of any of them?"

After looking for a long time, Ding Yi realized that there was nothing that could be used on Earth.

Materials, materials, almost all of these were things that had never been heard of before on Earth.

There seemed to be no shortcut? You have to rely on yourself to learn? Ding Yi stared at his grandmother's leg for a long time, feeling extremely disappointed.

Although I have my spiritual will and can peek at other people's papers, it doesn't seem like I can learn anything from them.

He still had to think of a way to increase his own immortal energy.

As long as he had celestial spiritual energy, he would be able to learn immortal arts and improve himself.

Ding Yi sat on the sofa and searched through Ye Xuantian's memories with his mind. Looking back and forth, he couldn't find anything.

After an unknown period of time, Ding Yi was still immersed in the huge database within his mind, when suddenly, a phone's ringtone woke him up.

He checked his phone and realized that it was already 9 o'clock.

It is truly a process of cultivation without the passage of time. A thousand years passed within a single night. Just by looking at these information, two to three hours passed.

The phone had an unfamiliar number. Ding Yi originally wanted to press the button directly, but after thinking for a bit, he chose to answer it.

"Hello, how are you, that guy?" Ding Yi asked politely.

"Is it Etol? I'm Little Yellow. " The tone on the phone was extremely respectful.

"That Little Yellow?" Ding Yi, unfathomable.

"Oh, little Blondie." It turned out to be Tetrandrine on the other side of the phone.

"Oh." So this fellow's surname was Huang, "I say, why are you so late? What's the matter, Little Yellow?" Ding Yi immediately became impolite.

Tetrandrine was gnashing his teeth, but he still forced a smile on his face: "I still owe Etol a bit of money, I'm so anxious, after gathering for the whole night, I finally managed to gather enough, Etol, do you have the time to take it out today? If not, I'll send you to school tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, Sunday, we will rest. How about this, you send it over, send it to —" Ding Yi thought for a moment.

An Shun district was right next to their district. In the middle of the two districts was a park called An Ming Park.

"Alright, we'll be there in fifteen minutes." Tetrandrine hung up the phone in ecstasy, his entire face immediately turned gloomy.

He was currently sitting in a van, with his two lackeys, Xiao Hei and Jin Yan all in there.

He pushed open the door of the car. There were two circles of people outside.

Twenty odd young men were whispering at the side, one of them was in his early twenties, there was a knife scar on the left side of his face, when he saw Tetrandrine he asked, "How is it, what did that kid say?"

"Call me to send it over, where's black water broth?" Tetrandrine's eyes were filled with a murderous light.

"F * ck, do you really think you're a root? Are you still going to send it over?" The knife-scarred man smirked, signalling Tetrandrine to go to the back.

A few meters behind the van, there was a row of other cars. Among them was an SUV parked in front.

Tetrandrine pushed through the crowd and walked over, only to see the SUV shaking left and right non-stop.