"You …" Mengyao paused, realizing that her explanation was getting more and more complicated in the heat of the moment …
"Isn't this just an electric stick?" Lin Yi looked at the two innocently. "I actually wanted Zhang Naipao to use it when we got home … But it's the right thing to do for his girlfriend … Alright, I'm going back to practitioning, you two rest early."
"Ah?" Mengyao and Yushu looked at Lin Yi's back, speechless. Did Lin Yi really not know? It seemed like he didn't want the atmosphere to get any more awkward …
In actuality, Lin Yi didn't even think that the Miss and Shu would use something so overbearing. Yushu probably bought it out of curiosity, or to frame someone else.
But, no matter what, Mengyao finally let out a sigh of relief. She turned back to Yushu. "You did a good job!"
"Did I do a good job?" Yushu blinked her eyes.
"Of course, you did a good job! Hmph, I'll teach you a lesson tonight!" Mengyao glared at her.
Lin Yi went back to his room and threw the electric stick on the shelf. He then started practicing with the refinement fire practitioner's arts that Boss Bai gave him.
When Lin Yi gave the information to Han Jingjing, he had already memorized the incantation for condensing the refinement fire, so she could practice according to the incantation now. (- -Net.)
But, half an hour later, Lin Yi gave up decisively!
Before, according to the refinement fire practitioner's arts that Zhang Liju gave to Lin Yi, Lin Yi could still condense a refinement fire, but according to Boss Bai's arts, Lin Yi couldn't even condense a spark, let alone a refinement fire!
There was no trend at all, and this made Lin Yi speechless!
Was his talent that bad? It was so bad that it made one's hair stand on end! Or was it that this practitioner's arts didn't suit him?
Right. It had to be! Lin Yi comforted himself …
He put aside the matter of condensing the Alchemic Fire. Lin Yi could only pin his hopes on Han Jingjing. He hoped that this little girl could bring him some unexpected surprises!
All Lin Yi could do now was to cultivate the second level of the Art of Dragon Mastery and increase his strength as soon as possible. Sometimes, having absolute strength was also a trump card.
Time always slipped away unknowingly. A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was another weekend.
In the past few days, other than going to school with Miss, Shu, Han Jingjing, and Han Xiaochao, Lin Yi didn't do anything special. It was a peaceful and leisurely university life. (- - Net.)
Han Jingjing was still studying her tablet every day, but she was no longer writing or drawing. Instead, she would look at it for a while and then close her eyes to meditate for a while. But Lin Yi knew that she wasn't deep in thought, but she was cultivating a supporting mental cultivation method!
What surprised Lin Yi was … Beside Han Jingjing. There was actually a faint fluctuation of Heaven and Earth aura. She had stepped onto the path of cultivation. It was the sign of becoming a cultivator!
There were many people who were stuck at the entrance of a book, but Han Jingjing had actually made some progress in just a few days' time.
Although being able to cultivate a supporting mental cultivation method, it didn't mean that she could successfully condense the Alchemic Fire. Even if she successfully condensed the Alchemic Fire, she might be like Lin Yi, unable to control and control the intensity and temperature of the fire. Therefore, Han Jingjing could only be considered a beginner among beginners!
Moreover, the supporting mental cultivation method of alchemists was the simplest cultivation method. It was simpler than any other mental cultivation method, and it was only used to assist in condensing the Alchemic Fire. But even so, Han Jingjing could master the supporting mental cultivation method in such a short time, which was really a genius among geniuses!
However, the fluctuation of the Heaven and Earth aura was extremely weak, so only Lin Yi could feel it if he was very close, but Boss Bai couldn't feel it on the podium.
This was the beginning of cultivating the true Dao! This situation surprised and delighted Lin Yi. Could it be that Han Jingjing was really a genius?
Early in the morning, Lin Yi drove Mengyao and Yushu to school in his Jeep Cherokee.
Today was the weekend, so there was no class, so Lin Yi didn't bring Han Jingjing. Today's main activity was to go to the tiger park.
He parked the car in the parking lot, and Lin Yi quietly waited for the others.
Not long after, Bai Weituo, Zhao Shengji, Song Xiaodao, Zhang Duopan, and Fan Ganhe walked over from the direction of the male dorm.
"Bro Lin, so early? Sorry to keep you waiting! "Bai Weituo greeted Lin Yi.
"We just arrived too." Lin Yi said, "Where are He Meiyue and the others?"
"They're in the dorm room, they'll be out soon." Bai Weituo said as he looked carefully at Lin Yi's car. As expected, he saw Mengyao and Yushu in the car. He was smart enough not to mention Wang Xinyan again.
"You guys can take Lin Yi's car later. Meiyue and the others can take mine!" Zhang Duopan said, "You three men squeezing in the back of my car is a bit cramped. Lin Yi's car is a seven seater, it's no problem!"
"Lin Yi's car has some water in the backseat, so it can't fit three people. Meiyue and I will take a taxi later, and Xinyan and Xiaoling can take Lin Yi's car. Zhao Shengji and Song Xiaodao can take your car." Bai Weituo said.
"What? You and Meiyue will take a taxi? We have a car here, why would we take a taxi? " Zhang Duopan immediately objected after hearing Bai Weituo's words, "Besides, you guys should be the ones taking the taxi, how can you let the girls take it?"
"Haha, there's no need to take a taxi. Xinyan has her own car. You three can take Zhang Duopan's car later. Xinyan and the others can drive themselves." Lin Yi said as he looked at the red sports car not far away.
"Drive themselves?" Zhang Duopan paused as he looked at Lin Yi, confused, "What car do they drive? Where do they have a car? "
At this time, Xinyan, Xiaoling, and He Meiyue came as well. They heard the conversation between Lin Yi and Zhang Duopan. Xinyan didn't want to drive herself. She wasn't someone who liked to show off, but since Lin Yi said so, she had no choice but to take out her keys and press the remote.
Not far away, the red Porsche's headlights flashed twice.
Zhang Duopan's eyes widened as if he had seen a monster. Fan Ganhe, on the other hand, was in disbelief!
Xinyan had a car, and it was a Porsche too? How rich did her family have to be to be able to afford a sports car? Zhang Duopan could afford one, but Zhang Fengfeng didn't spoil him when he was in high school. It was only when he had an excuse to hit on girls that he had some money.
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