Chapter 39: Flying needle magic weapon

Holding the silver needle in his hand, Leng Xuan recalled what Uncle Zhang once said in a deep tone: "Boy, don't think that it's amazing that you met me and learned the art of self-cultivation. You must always remember one sentence. : There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the human being. Since there are you and me in this world, it is hard to guarantee that there will not be other cultivators. Although the spiritual energy of the earth is thin, there are some heavenly and earthly treasures that can provide people with spiritual energy, so that they can so that they can stay on Earth."

After so many years, Leng Xuan has never met a cultivator other than himself and Uncle Zhang, but today, he seems to have met, because the silver needle in his hand contains a trace of spiritual energy that ordinary people cannot detect. inside.

   In other words, this silver needle is very likely to be a magic weapon cultivated by others. Although it is only a low-level common magic weapon, it is not difficult for the imperial needle to hurt the enemy a hundred steps away.

Thinking of this, Leng Xuan couldn't help taking a deep breath. You must know that there is such an opponent in the school, so his responsibility to protect Ling Xuejiu's life and safety is a hundred times heavier in an instant, because he is very clear that Ling Xue Ji was not herself, she couldn't sense the existence of a cultivator, that is to say, if Leng Xuan didn't stay by her side all the time, then her life would be in danger at any time.

   "Alas!" He sighed secretly, Leng Xuan thought to himself, "I thought it would be easy to get a job with a high salary of 20,000 yuan, but I didn't expect it to become so troublesome now!"

   If he had known that Ling Tian's opponents were some of these characters, let alone 20,000 yuan, even if he was given 1 million a month, he would definitely not agree to it. This is not to say that he is afraid, but the words of Uncle Zhang are still ringing in his ears: 'Child, you have to remember that before your cultivation has reached the state of defying the heavens and the earth, if it is not a matter of life and death, you must not reveal yourself. The secret, otherwise you are very likely to get into big trouble, and then I will not be by your side. If someone kills you, it will not be too miserable. The most terrible thing is that he will destroy your soul. At that time, you will be wiped out, and you will be destroyed. I can't save you if I want to!"

   Just as Leng Xuan was immersed in his memories, suddenly, a thin boy in the front row pushed him and whispered, "Brother Xuan, the teacher is talking to you, get up quickly..."

  Leng Xuan woke up suddenly, raised his head, glanced at the thin boy, and then found a bald fat man staring at him on the podium, as if very angry, he smiled awkwardly, stood up slowly, and did not speak.

  On the podium, biology teacher Wang Fajiu looked at Leng Xuan and said, "Why, this classmate looks strange? Is he a student in our class?"

   "Mr. Wang, he just transferred over today!" said the thin boy in front of Leng Xuan.

Wang Fajiu was stunned for a moment. No one knew about Leng Xuan as Ling Xuejiu's bodyguard except for school director Wang, Principal Zhang, and the dean. Looking at Leng Xuan's face, he said lightly, "Did you transfer to another school? What's your name?"

   "Teacher, his name is Leng Xuan!" The thin boy was talking again.

  Wang Fajiu frowned and said, "Zhao Xiaotian, did I ask you?"