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Chapter 391:Spiritual Cultivation Class

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They have only been cultivating for less than two months, and this speed has been very fast.

Cen was extraordinary and proud: "If it rains, I have broken through the real people's situation, and the teacher said that in half a year, I will be able to break through to the middle of the real human realm."

These people are basically very thick family background, they measured the talent, the whole family is dedicated to training them, let them progress quickly, if you change the ordinary wage family, you can not do it.

One day of classes, almost no professional classes, the morning is four cultivation courses, specializing in teaching how to cultivate, afternoon is four lessons to teach the devil's common sense and how to draw, and two classes in the evening, is a practical class, training how to deal with demons and demons.

The elite class has a special practical training venue, which was a former indoor basketball court, at this time, all 30 students in the elite class sat on the ground, and an instructor strode in.

The instructor was two meters tall, his body was very strong, his body was full of muscles, and his chest was larger than many girls, almost like a bear.

Cen Extraordinaryly told her that this instructor's surname was taken with her from the beginning of the spiritual training class.

He looked at the rain and narrowed his eyes slightly, and said nothing more.

"Gentlemen, today we are going to teach fireball."The instructor said, "Fireball is a small magic, presumably some fire attribute students have learned."Some people think that fireballs can only be learned by sorcerers with fire properties, and others cannot, and this kind of small magic can be learned by all, and they can learn it, not only against demons, but also against evil magicians.”

This instructor looks like five or three thick, in fact, the heart is meticulous, teaching is very detailed, Nin if the rain slightly nodded, the instructors of the elite class, it is really very level.

"Now everyone should have mastered the basic fireball, and now we will use fireball to deal with the ghost."He took a five-pointed star from his pocket, and the five-pointed star was folded from a lettering paper, only the size of a fingernail.

He pints the piece of paper, and a black mist spewing out, transformed into a slightly transparent ghost.

The ghost was dressed in long white clothes, with long hair and eyes staring at the front without a god.

The woman appears to have been shot, with a bullet hole in her forehead and a huge hole in the back of her head.

The teacher said: "This ghost is the ghost of a death row prisoner who was shot many years ago for killing his stepson, and after his death, he was angry, wandering in the house of his hometown, injuring several people."Your task today is to get rid of her.”

The ghost seemed to smell the living, and the eyes suddenly became bright red, and then quickly jumped on the students.

These students seem to have been taught countless times by the teachers, and did not panic, but they took the trick and began to attack the ghost.

The ghost was attacked without any force, turned around and wanted to run, but the basketball court around a small confinement method, it simply could not escape, and finally a boy released a fireball, directly burned into ashes.

The boy Ning Ruoyu had seen it at the talent test site, and his name was Qiu Zhi, who was tested for heaven-level qualifications.

Perhaps because of the talent is so good, he has broken through the real world.

The teacher nodded, "Qiu Zhi's method is the most standard, and you must learn from him."

Everyone looked at the envy.

Not only the talent is high, the ability to understand is strong, and indeed, the master of learning is to learn everywhere.

Ringing the bell.

Suddenly a student's mobile phone rang, he took out is about to pick up, Ning Ruoyu suddenly felt a gloomy ghost, shouted: "slow!"

The student stood still and looked at her straight, and the phone in his hand was still ringing.

Everyone looked back at her, and she walked over and said, “Student, who’s calling?”

The student looked down and looked down, an unknown number.

"It could be a sales call, don't answer."He hung up the phone.

“Ah?”The student could not say half a word.

“What’s going on?”Some people lowered their voice and said, "This is not a disease of the brain if it is better to rain, is it?"

“Don’t you think she’s strong?Why is it so unscathed?”

Only the teacher narrowed his eyes slightly, and he knew that it would not be useless if it rained.

Ning Ruoyu smiled at him and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going to continue the instructor."

The voice did not fall, the student's mobile phone rang again, he hung up himself, but soon sounded again, he was unbearable, he was planning to pick up, in front of a flower, the phone has fallen in the hands of Ning Ruoyu.

She broke the phone directly.

The Quiet...

The student was a little angry and said, “What are you doing?”

Ning Ruo said without expression, "You're on the table, you're on the big deal."

The student did not know why, suppressed the anger of his heart, and said, “What am I sharing, but what do you say?”

“The bell...”

The eyes of the people gathered again in the hands of Ning Ruoyu, and the mobile phone that had been smashed and rang again.

At this time, even the student felt that something was wrong, and his face suddenly became pale.

Ning Ruoyu asked seriously, “Have you encountered anything in the past few days?”

The student was not angry, thought about it, and said, "Tell me what happened...I really encountered a strange thing a few days ago."

Everyone else gathered and wanted to hear it, Ning Rui Yu said, “What strange thing?”It's your life, and you'd better be more detailed."

With that, a blue flame came out of her hand, and in an instant the phone burned a light, and the bell finally stopped.

The student swallowed his mouth and showed a little fear.

The student's name is Sun Shi, prefetal secondary qualification.His family is an upstart, his father was lucky when he was young, wrapped up a mine, and really dug out the coal mine, and suddenly changed from a silk to a rich generation, married a small star, gave birth to him.

He learned from childhood, he was admitted to Yuling University of Technology without suspense, and later found that he had excellent talent and entered the elite class, which can be said to be all the way to hang, and his life was happy.

Three days ago, he and a few friends to sing K, those friends are holding him, he is very proud, drink a lot, but he has always followed the rules, did not have the courage to drink, gave money, let the manager of KTV sent him back.

He was sleepy in the car, suddenly felt very cold, very cold, cold into the body, he played a chill, from the hangover to wake up.

When he woke up, he found his car parked in an unknown parking lot, and he was alone.

The parking lot was empty, and only a dilapidated van was parked, and it was not yet put into use.

How did he come here?

He pulled out his phone and tried to call people, only to find that there was no signal at all.

He was angry, and the KTV driver was too irresponsible, right?Throw him in such a place, go back and have to complain to them!

He started the car angrily, found that the car could not start at all, checked, everything was normal, it was really strange.

Ringing the bell.

It was at this moment that the telephone rang, and he was startled, looked around, and found that the ringing was coming from the van parked in the corner.

The van was dirty, full of dust, and looked like it hadn’t been driven in years and completely scrapped.

He thought, maybe the vagabond has no place to go, hide here to sleep, the mobile phone is also estimated to be vagabond.

His heart moved, his mobile phone is connected, there is no signal, and the vagabond's mobile phone has a signal, it must be mobile, it is better to ask him to borrow a mobile phone, ask his family to pick up.

Thinking about it, he went to the van.

The ringing of the telephone was still ringing, and the black paint in the dilapidated van was like a monster, as if it were always opening a huge mouth to swallow people.

He came close, using his mobile phone as a flashlight to illuminate, and looked inside, and there was no one inside.

The phone ringing from under the back seat, he climbed into the car, reached under the seat for a burst of touch, suddenly, he touched a cold thing.

It is a human hand!

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