No dreams all night.

Chen Xuan did not suffer from insomnia and couldn't sleep well on his first night in this world.

On the contrary, he slept well, and when he woke up, the sky was already filled with dawn outside the window.

"The spiritual energy is thin and slim. If you want to reach the level of practicing in Tianwu 6 in your previous life before traveling through time, it seems that there is no hope."

His habits did not change. After getting up in the morning, he quickly washed up, then sat quietly in the room, his eyes closed.

At this time, he started to use the "Absorbing Method" of the most common martial arts practice method of Tianwu Great 6.

Invite qi into the body, sink into the dantian, and then use the breath to impact the qi points and meridians in the body, trying to clear all meridians in the body.

The plan for a day lies in the morning.

The early morning time is the time when the world is full of spiritual energy, and Chen Xuan doesn’t want to miss it.

When practicing in Tianwu 6, the practice every morning was the top priority, and he never delayed it.

Even if it is cold and the summer is hot, he always maintains the habit of cultivators.

Life is a practice.

"Oh, the spiritual energy is too thin. Even if you do your best, you cannot clear the meridians blocked in your body. It seems that it will take a lot of time to get back on the right track of cultivation." Chen Xuan opened his eyes, and a hint of sorrow appeared on his face, and he muttered to himself.

If even the most basic intake of qi into the body and clearing the qi points of the meridians, then the so-called cultivation is simply a dream of mirage, water and moon.

After trying a few times, Chen Xuan finally gave up and decided to find another way out.

After all, it is difficult for practitioners of the Taoist genitals to use the thin spiritual energy in this world to impact the meridian qi acupoints, let alone Chen Xuan.

After getting up, packing his schoolbag, Chen Xuan walked out of the room, left the old bungalow, and ran to the school.

From here to Nancheng No. 1 Middle School, it spans the entire Nancheng. The journey is not long, but for students or office workers, driving by car or bus is the best choice. If you walk to school and work, it will take at least one or two hours.

However, these are not a big deal for Chen Xuan. His choice was to run, which was equivalent to doing morning exercises. Compared with the morning exercises in Tianwu 6 in his previous life, running was very easy.

Soon, he had already seen the school gate of Nancheng No. 1 Middle School. When the bell for the first class in the morning rang, Chen Xuan happened to sit there in the seats near the garbage can in the last row of Class 1 of High School.

"Brother Chen, Brother Chen, it's so early!" Before the teacher came, Chen Xuan heard someone calling him.

Yan Xin was smiling flatteringly at him. He was holding milk and bread in his hand and was about to have breakfast.

Others finished their breakfast before class, some ate at home, some ate at school cafeteria, and some bought breakfast on the street.

In order to show their uniqueness, Yan Xin often brings breakfast to the classroom and eats in the seats during class. Anyway, their seats are in the back of the classroom, so the teachers are not easy to see, so they are too lazy to care even if they see them.

Chen Xuan is the number one trash student, while Yan Xin and the "Yan Xin five-person group" are just a little better than the trash student. Their scores are behind each exam and have been given up by the teachers.

This is a noble high school. Those who come here to study do not need to worry about their future life. Students with good grades can go to the best high school in China. Those with poor grades can go to high school even if they pay some money, or simply go to study abroad.

The descendants of rich people have no worries about their way out. They enjoy life completely in school and spend their youth freely.

The poor children can only study hard and do test questions and English grade exam questions day and night.

This world is so cruel.

Not only in the current world, but also in the world of Tianwu Da 6 and in the world of cultivators, it is also cruel.

Cultivators can change their lives with their hard work, but those descendants of powerful families or famous families have more resources than ordinary practitioners and can grow up more easily and faster.

Chen Xuan didn't think too much about it. Now he came to class to do it. After all, he is not strong yet and must hide in the student team, wait for opportunities to improve himself, and then break free from all constraints and gain freedom.

Classes, college entrance examinations, all of this are like clouds for Chen Xuan.

"Yan Xin, huh? What are you calling me for?" He glanced at Yan Xin and saw some clues from this man's flattering expression.

Yan Xin immediately moved the chair to Chen Xuan and said with a smile: "Brother Chen, have you forgotten? During the last monthly exam, our sports committee member Zhao Ming bet with you that if you are still the last place in the exam, you will be his grandson!"

Bang!

Immediately, Chen Xuan slapped the desk angrily. Now he remembered it through the memories in the mind of the owner of this body. Indeed, last month, the best boy in the class, namely the sports committee member Zhao Ming, once humiliated him.

At the beginning, the class monitor Ning Moxuan helped Chen Xuan solve a math problem for a day, but Zhao Ming happened to see it. So Zhao Ming was jealous and hated Chen Xuan in his heart from then on.

Everyone knows that Zhao Ming is pursuing Ning Moxuan.

"In order to help you improve your academic performance, Class Director Zhou tutors your homework from time to time. You also know that you are the tail of a thousand-year crane, which has dragged the average score of our class. In the entire third grade of high school, our class's average score has never been raised."

"Oh, Ning Moxuan is actually kind-hearted. If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Ming's family was too powerful, I would have wanted to chase Ning Moxuan!"

At this moment, Yan Xin, Li Qi, Liu Yi, Jia Wei, Zhang Yang, you whispered around Chen Xuan with every word.

Chen Xuan remained silent and glanced at the Chinese teacher who was talking on the podium. He saw that the teacher wearing thick myopia glasses were staring at him with a very contemptuous look!

Chen Xuan smiled indifferently and finally stopped his eyes on a tall and strong boy.

This person was sitting next to Ning Moxuan, one head taller than Ning Moxuan, with shortness and a pair of myopic glasses hanging, his eyes were very small, and his nose was slightly sunken.

He is Zhao Ming, and there is always a look of vulgarity in his eyes.

Everyone knows that he has liked Ning Moxuan for a long time, but Ning Moxuan has never responded to him.

"Hehe, such an arrogant guy, he actually made a bet with me to be his grandson!" Chen Xuan became angry in his heart.

"Brother Chen, do you know? After the incident spread yesterday, Zhao Ming hated you even more. He heard that he had made harsh words in private and wanted to drive you out of our school in the shortest time!" Suddenly, Yan Xin's words quietly came into Chen Xuan's ears.

Chen Xuan's heart was shaking and he whispered: "Is that so? Why?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!