Wen Xiong couldn't accept it.
Why do people who can enter the Dance Instrument Taoist Temple look so ordinary?
But at this time, after Chen Mobai reported his school name, everyone's focus and eyes had shifted from him to this handsome young man.
That's the Dance Instrument Temple!
Those who can enter are all geniuses among geniuses, basically all future foundation-building cultivators.
"Little brother, can you sign my child's name?"
A young man holding a little girl came over with a look of admiration on his face. Chen Mobai had never experienced such a show of force. He touched his pocket and found that he didn't have a pen.
"Use this."
Shi Wanyu immediately opened her schoolbag and took out a lipstick pen.
Chen Mobai hesitated. In fact, he had a green bamboo pen for drawing talismans in his schoolbag.
But facing the expectant gaze of the beautiful girl, he was embarrassed to refuse.
"Thanks."
When taking the lipstick pen, Chen Mobai nodded to Shi Wanyu, who blushed slightly and seemed a little excited.
This is the senior of Wuqi Taoist Academy!
Chen Mobai signed his name on the handkerchief tied around the little girl's neck, and then other people in the carriage rushed over with various signature objects.
Finally, the entire lipstick pen was finished, and noises were heard in the next car, and another group of people came over.
"Sorry, I'll buy you another one after I get off the bus."
Chen Mobai apologized and returned the clean lipstick pen in his hand to Shi Wanyu, who immediately shook his head and said no.
Then she was pretty and blushing, took out her mobile phone, and spoke a little embarrassedly.
"Can you add your contact information?"
"OK."
Wen Xiong was so angry that his ears turned red. Shi Wanyu treated her so differently that he could no longer bear it and said something.
"Who knows if it's true or not?"
At this time, Gu Mingxuan couldn't help the sadness in his heart and nodded in agreement.
Hearing what they said, the passengers in the next car who had originally rushed over to get Chen Mobai's autograph also hesitated.
After all, students from the Fourth Avenue Academy are really rare.
"What's wrong?"
At this time, the movement in the carriage also attracted the attention of the flight attendant, and two men and women in blue uniforms came over.
After understanding the whole story, one of the men, who was obviously of higher rank, saluted Chen Mobai and then said something very politely.
"This passenger, a student from the Fourth Avenue Academy, can fly first class unconditionally on any public transportation in Xianmen."
"Oh, is there such a thing?"
Chen Mobai really didn't know this.
"Can you show me your student ID card?"
"I just enrolled this year and haven't applied for my student ID card yet."
Hearing these words, some people had doubts on their faces, but the steward had received several students from the Fourth Avenue Academy and knew that there was more to come.
"Admission certificate, okay?"
Chen Mobai opened his mobile phone and took out a screenshot of the electronic version of the admission certificate from the photo album.
After the steward scanned the student ID number on it, his attitude became even more respectful.
"Your appearance in the ordinary carriage will easily cause some gatherings. You'd better go to the first class cabin with me."
Chen Mobai was reluctant in his heart. After all, he was lucky enough to have a beautiful girl sitting next to him.
However, when he saw people in the two nearby carriages crowded in the aisle trying to get in, he thought it would be better to follow and leave.
"Then I'll trouble you."
After Chen Mobai thanked the steward, he picked up the ancient books on the table, then picked up his small schoolbag and stood up to leave.
"By the way, I almost forgot."
When leaving, Chen Mobai took out his mobile phone and added Shi Wanyu's contact information.
"See you soon."
Listening to these words and looking at the back of the handsome young man leaving gracefully, Shi Wanyu suppressed the throbbing in her heart.
Is this the genius of Wuqi Taoist Academy?
Gu Mingxuan and Wen Xiong looked at each other. The former was dejected, while the latter was slightly dissatisfied.
After arriving in the first class cabin, Chen Mobai found that he was alone.
"Generally, these are prepared for the foundation-building cultivators and those of you Four Dao Clan."
The steward explained, and then pointed to the young and beautiful steward next to him, saying that she was in charge of the first-class carriage and that if you had any questions, you could contact her.
"Thank you."
After thanking him again, Chen Mobai finally felt clean.
He began to look at the Immortal Sutra seriously.
Since there was only a chapter on Qi training, there were not many words and length, but those awkward words still made Chen Mobai start to doubt his own understanding.
After all, he is considered a genius who has passed the Wuqi Taoist Academy. Why can't he understand this ancient text?
Chen Mobai took out his cell phone in disbelief and began to search for the meaning word by word.
After working hard until it got dark and the flight attendants outside brought dinner, he completed the annotation and translation of the full text.
Even so, Chen Mobai felt that there might still be some problems with his understanding.
When night fell and the conductor extinguished all the lights on the train, Chen Mobai walked to the toilet and used the turtle treasure to teleport to the Tianhe Realm.
"Senior Brother Yuan, I have some questions I would like to ask you about the Sutra of Immortality."
"My fees are not cheap."
Yuan Chiye explained in advance.
Chen Mobai naturally couldn't afford the cost of 10 spirit stones, but he just asked for a few sentences and compared them with his own translation to see if there were any misunderstandings.
He gave Yuan Chiye two spiritual stones, and the latter reluctantly proofread Chen Mobai for twenty minutes.
The result is that the general meaning of Chen Mobai's translation is correct, but the subtle understanding is slightly different from Yuan Chiye's.
"Don't worry about this. There are thousands of people with thousands of faces. Ancestor Zhou once said that if everyone practices the same technique exactly the same and remains unchanged, then the Shenmu Sect will not be far away from being destroyed."
Yuan Chiye took this difference for granted, and Chen Mobai could only accept it for the time being.
But for the specific practice, we should wait until we get to Chicheng Cave, and then ask the professors in the Taoist Academy for advice.
When Chen Mobai left, he suddenly remembered something again.
He tentatively asked Yuan Chiye a question.
If you really can't hold on to your life anymore, will you choose to sell the Foundation Establishment Pill?
Yuan Chiye's attitude was very determined.
Even if you die, you must knock this foundation-building pill before you die.
The Shenmu Sect can harvest Chalcedony Gold Zhi only once every ten years. If Yuan Chiye gives up the current Foundation Establishment Pill, he can only wait another ten years.
And ten years later, whether the sect is willing to let him redeem the Foundation Establishment Pill again is still a question.
Even for a genius like E Yun, if he fails to build a foundation for the first time, his value will be greatly reduced in the eyes of the higher-ups.
Therefore, although there are monks in the Shenmu Sect who succeeded after taking the Foundation Building Pill twice, all true disciples know that only by working together can they win the favor of the sect and obtain more resources.
"Only those true disciples who have successfully built the foundation once can enter the Three God Trees and obtain the true inheritance of our sect."
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