Since Wu Mingyang doesn’t drink alcohol normally, he fed five more bottles last night, so he slept until noon at this immortal cultivation training institution the next day.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!", a rapid knock on the door came.

"Who is it ~ It's so noisy," Wu Mingyang whispered weakly while lying on the bed. He turned sideways, covered himself with a quilt and continued to sleep.

But who would have thought that the person outside opened the door with the key and "tatta" and as the sound of high heels hitting the floor became closer, Wu Mingyang's sleepiness gradually dissipated, and cold sweat broke out.

"Little brother, please change your clothes and come to Classroom No. 2. I won't see you within five minutes, so just wait and see." Chunjun left without looking back.

People's potential is forced out, and one minute later, Wu Mingyang appeared neatly in Chunjun's sight.

"Very good, very good, let's talk about the basic knowledge of cultivating immortals first." Chun Jun nodded with satisfaction, "The level of cultivating immortals is foundation building, fusion, golden elixir, and Nascent Soul. No one has reached the height behind for the time being. Zhan Lu is the Nascent Soul, Yu Yan and I are both golden elixirs, and Chengying is the fusion perfect. By the way, what level are you now? I haven't asked you yet."

"I just built the foundation not long ago, and now I am still in the early stage of building the foundation," Wu Mingyang answered seriously.

"Oh~ Not bad, so I won't talk about the basic knowledge. Let's start the magic practice just now." After Chun Jun said that, he took Wu Mingyang to the martial arts square.

"Sister Chunjun, let me tell you the basic knowledge. I don't know anything." Wu Mingyang is a novice cultivator after all, and he still hopes to get guidance, not to mention that the sword soul of the general is now in a deep sleep.

"Haha, silly brother, that knowledge is fooling preschoolers. You have built a foundation and don't know anything? Or do you want your sister to take good care of you?" Chun Jun laughed. This time he was really amused by Wu Mingyang.

"Uh, let's start spell training directly." Wu Mingyang didn't want to reveal the news that the general was smart, so he had to come step by step.

"The basic spell is to convert the spiritual power in the body into substances with different energy, look forward to it!" Chun Jun said and pointed out, and a ray of spiritual energy shot out like a laser, instantly piercing through the stone pillar in front of him.

Wu Mingyang was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but think: Wow, then this is not used as a pistol, you must learn it! Thinking of this, Wu Mingyang asked Chunjun with a smile: "Sister Chunjun, is this a yang finger? Is it easy to learn? Teach me!"

"Puff~ Hahaha! What do you think of, you are just simply urging spiritual energy out of your body!" Chun Jun couldn't help but contempt: Wu Mingyang looked stupid and cute before, but he didn't expect to be a fool at all. It seems that he doesn't need to be polite next. "Silly boy, activate the spiritual energy in his body, this will do it!"

"Uh, no," Wu Mingyang touched his nose awkwardly. Fortunately, he went to the cultivation training institution to train first, otherwise the first game would not only be beaten by others in a few days, but would also be laughed to death.

"Turn the mental method and use your mind to guide the spiritual energy, gather it in your palm and transform it into the energy you think of, and thus stimulate it!" Chunjun briefly explained to Wu Mingyang, "Try it quickly, I'll see how you understand!"

Wu Mingyang nodded solemnly, and gradually used his mind to control the spiritual energy to guide him to the palm of his hand. "Drink!" Wu Mingyang shouted and slapped out with a palm. But nothing happened.

"Well~ Not bad, the momentum is very good, but the reality is cruel! Practice well, I'll leave first." Chun Jun left without looking back after saying that. After all, she didn't know that Wu Mingyang was a student and other immortal cultivators were waiting for her in the classroom.

Wu Mingyang did not give up. Since God gave him excellent spiritual roots, he was destined to be a waste. "Drink!" and hit him out again, but there was still no movement.

The boat of time slowly passed away in sweat. "Ha!" Wu Mingyang slapped out with a palm again, but this time it brought out a sound of breaking the wind. A spiritual energy turned into a sharp blade and cut through the stone bricks on the ground. What a good guy, if this hit an ordinary person, it would not be cut in half.

Wu Mingyang looked excitedly at the ground that was destroyed by him, and couldn't help but clench his fists. "Good boy, I am worthy of being the one I like, it's different!" Suddenly, the general said something, almost scaring Wu Mingyang to death.

"Gan Jiang~ You're awake! That's great!" Wu Mingyang was really happy. Not only did he master the use of basic spiritual power, but he also woke up. "What's wrong with you before? Is there a problem there?" Wu Mingyang thought about it and asked with concern.

"No, it's a breakthrough. Now we have the same minds. If you break through, I will naturally break through. I am now in the middle stage of foundation building!" Gan Jiang said proudly.

"Tsk, that's not up to me." Wu Mingyang was also a little proud, and then asked in confusion: "By the way, why did I just slap it out casually, but the spiritual energy automatically turned into a sharp blade?"

"Silly boy, you forgot that my sword body is attached to you, and you can bring out my sword energy with just one palm! You are your weapon against the enemy!" The general proudly boasted.

"Dadadadadada!" A sound of high heels hitting the ground again. You don't need to guess that it was Chunjun coming. Wu Mingyang hurriedly continued training and stopped communicating with the generals.

"Little brother, how are you practicing?" Chunjun's voice came again, making Wu Mingyang feel relieved when he heard it.

"I'm a little surprised." Wu Mingyang couldn't be too arrogant, so he could only answer modestly.

"Come and show me!"

"good!"

Wu Mingyang took a step forward, his eyes were solemn, and he suddenly slapped out with a palm, "Swoosh~", the sharp blade of spiritual energy roared on the floor tiles with the sound of breaking the wind, and a crack with a depth of nearly one meter suddenly appeared on the ground.

Chun Jun was indeed shocked when he saw this scene, but Wu Mingyang was also shocked. However, Gan Jiang said with a smile: "Boy, don't be stupid. It will be good for you if I break through. My sword body and sword energy are stronger!"

Chun Jun shook his head and spoke slowly: "Wow! Little brother, you are such a genius in cultivating immortals! You can reach this level in the first training, and you have a great future!"

"Hehe, it's not that good either." Wu Mingyang touched his head embarrassedly. After all, most of him borrowed the power of the general.

"Okay, you've passed this level. Next, I'll teach you the instant body technique. Look forward to it!" Chun Jun finished speaking and raised his foot slightly, but Wu Mingyang had not seen it clearly. When Chun Jun's foot landed, he had already arrived at the other end of the martial arts field. But he appeared next to Wu Mingyang in an instant.

"Wow! So awesome." Wu Mingyang was very supportive and applauded. However, Gan Jiang said with a lip, "What awesome! You know how to make a fool of yourself! This is just a small trick. When she leaves, I will teach you the real teleportation. It is much more powerful than this, and it can make your body move together!"

"Do you understand, little brother?" Chun Jun asked with a smile. Since he had just seen Wu Mingyang's cultivation progress, Chun Jun felt that Wu Mingyang must be a genius, so he did not explain the operation details of the instant body technique.

Wu Mingyang scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly, "I don't understand!"

"I really don't understand it or I don't understand it." Although Chun Jun was very confused, he still explained the details and precautions. "Okay, practice slowly, I'll see you later!"

Wu Mingyang tried patiently, but the teleportation of Gan Jiangshu did not start learning. Once a genius could be said to be a genius, but many times a genius was a monster. Wu Mingyang didn't want to attract too much attention.

Then Chun Jun checked Wu Mingyang's cultivation achievements and nodded with satisfaction to signal that Wu Mingyang could go back and rest and continue to study tomorrow morning.

When he returned to his residence, Wu Mingyang couldn't wait to practice teleportation that Gan Jiang taught him. This was a real good thing. Wu Mingyang spent another night in his practice.

The next morning, Wu Mingyang appeared in the martial arts field in full spirit, waiting for Chun Jun in advance.

"Buzz~", suddenly the cell phone in Wu Mingyang's pocket shook. Wu Mingyang took out the cell phone and saw that it was a WeChat message from Chun Jun, "Silly brother, hurry up and go back to the room to pack up, we are going to set off!"

"So quickly... Isn't there a few days to train?" Wu Mingyang muttered in a low voice, but he still went back to the room to pack his luggage with doubts.

"Buzz~", another WeChat message, "Little brother, hurry up after packing up your things, sister is waiting for you outside the training institution!"

Wu Mingyang curled his lips and walked out of the door with his luggage.

"Little brother! Here!" At this time, Chunjun was wearing big sunglasses and was sitting in a red sports car waving his hand at Wu Mingyang.

Wu Mingyang walked over half-believingly, "It's you, Sister Chunjun, I thought I heard it wrong." Wu Mingyang got into the car while putting his luggage.

"Hi! Long time no see," Chengying, who was sitting in the co-pilot, greeted Wu Mingyang.

"Brother Chengying, why are you here?" Wu Mingyang was slightly stunned. Isn't Chunjun accompanying him, but that's fine. Chunjun can bully Chengying on the road, so that he can be more stable.

"Although our sword alliance was invited this time, there are really no immortal cultivators under the age of 25, so I gave you the quota. Chunjun and I are your personal bodyguard!" Chengying said half-jokingly.

"Brother Chengying, are you over twenty-five? You look like you are about the same age as me." Wu Mingyang pretended to be surprised and flattered without leaving any trace.

"Hahaha, I just said I looked young, but they didn't believe it. They insisted that I was old, are Chun Jun old? It's really true." Chengying was very excited. When he found out that he was wrong, Chun Jun was already staring at him with a gloomy face.

"No, no, Chunjun, you are not old, you are only twenty-nine, and you are far away from thirty!" Chengying quickly rescued him.

"Shut up! Don't disturb me from driving!" Chun Jun roared angrily.

"Yes!" Chengying immediately became honest when he heard this.
Chapter completed!