My Online Girlfriend Is The Nine Heaven Divine Phoenix

In the cafeteria, Lu Ping and Zhang Biao sat opposite each other, and each had a meal.

Zhang Biao bought all the Linggu Lingcai, and he spent about 30 yuan for a meal.

Lu Ping, on the other hand, was ordinary grain, which only cost two yuan.

"Brother Lu, you said that you are a teacher of Qingzhou College, and you still don't eat some spiritual things? You usually work part-time, so that's not the case?" Zhang Biao sighed.

In fact, if a cultivator eats spiritual things, generally speaking, they don't need to eat so many things.

One or two meals a day will do.

In Zhang Biao's view, the money is not much.

The original Lu Ping, there is no problem in eating a piece occasionally.

Even if you eat less, it is better than eating vulgar food.

But after Lu Ping gave Lu Yu five hundred star coins, he had too little money.

Lu Ping didn't hide anything, and just told the story.

"I'll be tight for a few days, that's all."

"Then where do you live after you graduate? In half a month, the school will be cleared!" Zhang Biao frowned and said, "Brother Lu, I don't have much money here, so I'll get you 1,000. using."

Lu Ping shook his head and said, "Forget it, I have my own solution."

any idea?

Lu Ping didn't know.

Lu Ping's family lived in the suburbs of Binhai City, so if it didn't work out, he had to go home and just spend a little more commuting time every day.

But still the same sentence, if you can do without help, you don't need help.

No matter how hard the days are, now that the system has been awakened, what is Lu Ping afraid of?

Zhang Biao didn't say anything more, since they lived together for so long, he also knew that Lu Ping was a very strong person.

After eating, Lu Ping came to the classroom.

Not long after, classmates came one by one, and everyone's faces were not very good-looking.

As a university with a very low ranking, the quality of teaching is naturally not good. In this era of big data cultivation, everything is very transparent.

It is basically difficult to find a good job.

Some people, like Lu Ping, hit the wall everywhere, and some also found jobs.

There are not many people in Lu Ping's class, there are only twenty people in total.

Cultivation teaching, the number of people is generally not too many.

At this time, in the classroom, there were five or six boys surrounding a beautiful girl.

"Qing Xiao, have you found a job yet?"

The girl shook her head and said, "I won't look for it anymore. My dad told me to try to go to the Zongmen Academy. See if I can pass the exam."

Lin Qingxiao, the class flower in Lu Ping's class, is not considered to be the best of the country.

Compared with Huang Xiaoqi, her appearance is much worse.

But even so, there is still no shortage of licking dogs around her.

After graduating from university, the other way is to take the Zongmen exam to see if you can enter the Zongmen Academy.

However, Zongmen Academy is also very expensive to charge tuition fees, and many Zongmen also have various rules.

Ordinary sects collect about 20,000 star coins every year, let alone those that are better.

Including the need for cultivation, it will cost a lot of money for a year.

But in the same way, joining the sect can obtain better exercises.

The Qi refining period is just the beginning. It doesn't mean that it is unimportant what kind of exercises you practice, but relatively speaking, it doesn't have that much influence.

But once entering the foundation building period, the quality of the exercises will directly affect the probability of forming a golden elixir in the future!

Lu Ping silently sat aside, listening quietly.

For him, if he wants to obtain exercises, he has to find a way to buy them.

The effect of his current qigong method during the foundation building period is very poor.

No one paid attention to Lu Ping, and no one cared about him.

After so many years, Lu Ping has also gotten used to it.

This world is so realistic, people will go to people they subconsciously think are helpful to them.

"Qing Xiao, I have already interviewed for a Feijian factory! The salary is 3,000 yuan a month."

A boy said proudly.

For the current school, finding such a job is not bad.

A boy said disdainfully: "Hmph, I'm ready to go to the wilderness to hunt animals! I will use my sword to cut out my own future!"

Although he said it was ambitious, but no one took it seriously.

Feng Mingxing is very big, each city has a large array of expert guards, public transportation between them, there are also expert monks to follow, overall it is considered safe.

But in the wilderness, all kinds of spirit beasts, monsters, rampant, extremely dangerous!

Hunting animals is a matter of risks and benefits.

If you're lucky, you might get a lot of money.

If you are unlucky, you may even lose your life.

However, compared to running around to find a job, catching animals does not require any threshold, nor does it need to look at anyone's face.

As long as you put your life on the line, that's enough.

Of course, it is normal for some low-level monks to team up with each other.

However, can a rookie who graduated from a pheasant university on the first floor of the foundation really find a reliable teammate?

Everyone also understands.

Not to mention anything else, Lu Ping didn't dare to go out rashly.

Sometimes, it is not timid, but self-knowledge.

These boys, surrounded by Lin Qingxiao, just want to express themselves.

The possibility of that boy bragging is not ruled out, and it is not certain whether he will go back or not.

Cultivation has gradually developed to this day, and monks are no longer what they used to be. To put it bluntly, if monks can really cut emotions, are they still human?

Is there still a need to fight?

Just don't want anything.

These young male cultivators are even more so.

Everyone has their own thoughts.

If Xu Qingxiao went to the sect and got her, maybe he could get some help.

At this time, another boy said with a smile: "Which sect do you go to, Qing Xiao, tell me when the time comes, I will sign a handyman contract, and we can practice together again."

The words seemed familiar, but Lin Qingxiao just smiled slightly: "I don't know yet, I'll tell you when the time comes."

It was pure perfunctory, but the boy didn't see it, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't forget!"

Lu Ping sighed, this is really pure dog licking.

The Zongmen handyman contract has a time limit of 20 years. During this period, some of the Zongmen's skills can be obtained, but in the same way, within 20 years, a lot of time will be spent on doing tasks for the Zongmen and creating return value for the Zongmen.

It's like a bond of sale.

Of course, there are also some people who really climbed out of the handyman disciples.

But the individual cannot represent the whole.

Most people, after signing this contract, will be wiped out for a lifetime.

At this moment, the door of the classroom opened and Guan Mei came in.

She is still very happy, mainly because Lu Ping graduated.

This guy Lu Ping can be called an old repeater.

Although it is said that the tuition fee is paid to the school every year, the tuition fee of the university is actually not high.

No one cared about the little money he paid.

On the contrary, year after year, he occupied the practice dormitory at school, and his cultivation level did not enter the country.

It also caused her to be constantly teased by her other teachers.

In fact, Lu Ping didn't want to stay in the school, but the biggest benefit of the school was the dormitory.

These days, houses are also very expensive, and for monks to practice, a house with a spirit-gathering formation is completely different from a house without a spirit-gathering formation.

The wilderness is dangerous, and there are many people in the city.

Without the spirit-gathering formation, the aura is thin.

And the spirit gathering array in the university dormitory is still very good.

If it weren't for this formation, Lu Ping wouldn't know when he would be able to break through the foundation building stage.