MTL - I Might Be A Fake Cultivator-Chapter 5 My dream is to cultivate

The first lesson is the Xianfa class, which is taught by the Cangqing Dixian.

In the classroom, the celestial celestial beings spoke on the podium, and they will go to the place of enjoyment, and also demonstrate a few tricks of exquisite and profound fairy tales.

The students listened with great interest and benefited a lot from the audience.

Of course, except for Anlin...

At this time, he was like listening to the book of heaven, listening to the celestial beings on the stage.

It’s not that he doesn’t listen carefully, but he doesn’t understand it!

Take the example of the earth. The feeling of Anlin at this time is: he just graduated from elementary school, and then he was sent to Huaqing University, the most powerful university in the country, listening to a professor who was talking about advanced mathematics.

Every word that Cang Qing Di Xian speaks, An Lin can understand. But when they are connected in a sentence, what is the meaning, he does not know at all!

"As everyone knows, the Yangyan pulse passes through the Qingteng line, and the nine-turn condensate gas array, the hook gas, can reach Tianyuan. However, the technique of the pyloric ring can also be used, supplemented by the transportation of the sky, with the sky elemental density, according to the Tianhua formula, Can save the time of the inflammatory spellcasting..."

All the students suddenly realized that they nodded again and again.

An Lin: "???"

As a waste material, Anlin actually has the dream of seriously learning professional courses, and then crushing the genius with amazing IQ, and finally realize the perfect turn of the waste stream.

However, the reality is cruel, and he is only able to make a foundation in the classroom.

Although the celestial celestial beings speak deeply and vividly, vivid images.

However, it is only suitable for a group of geniuses who are in a class and have a deep foundation of immortality.

For Anlin, a zero-based Xiu Xian idiot, the Qingqing Taoist is talking about the Bible.

Under the strong efficacy of “Cangqing” sleeping pills, Anlin’s scum began to become drowsy.

In the end, he still fell asleep involuntarily...

In this way, Anlin had a dream.

He dreamed that he had become an invincible **** of war, and countless beautiful fairies loved him.

Xuan Yucheng became his own younger brother, and he called an "Ange".

Su Xiaoyun is even more guilty about his own heart. Every time he meets, he sends his ninety-nine roses to express his love.

However, Anlin could not accept her love, because he was responsible for guarding the world, so he could only put his children on the side.

This is not the case, the demon of the devil has begun to invade our Kyushu world.

The Lord of the Devil is so powerful that all the gods in the heavens have changed and they are afraid to fight with one.

Just then, Anlin, as the **** of war, stood up.

"Ha ha ha ha ha, you are the one that claims to be the first fierce battle in the heavens, the battle of all the invincible Anlin true God?" The voice of the Lord of the Devil is as loud as Hong Zhong, resounding for nine days.

"Yes, it is me, the Lord of the Devil, you are coming!" An Lin screamed, colliding with the Lord of the Devil, and this battle was broken.

The Lord of the Devils mourns: "You are so strong, but why do you want to talk in class when you are in class?"

"What are you talking about, I am guarding the world!" An Lin did not know why the Lord of the Devils was incoherent and shouted.

The Lord of the Devil is furious: "You wake up to me, believe it or not, I will throw you out of the classroom!"

An Lin was also furious: "If you talk nonsense, pick me up first!"

An Lin punched out, but the Lord of the Devil's fist was bigger and stronger.

The fist slammed An Lin’s head so badly that it hurts An Lin’s wow and whispered.

"Wow, it hurts!" Anlin shouted, his eyes dark, and then he woke up.

It turned out to be a dream... Anlin was shocked by a cold sweat.

He opened his eyes with some difficulty, but found that the classmates were looking at themselves with strange eyes, and some people couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He touched the swollen big bag on his head and suddenly felt bad!

Anlin looked up and found a beautiful and moving woman standing beside him, holding a lesson plan in his hand, and glaring at him.

"Hey? Shouldn't it be a middle-aged uncle, how can you become a beautiful sister?" Anlin is still dizzy at the head, and spits a word.

When the words came out, there was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

Xu Xiaolan sat next to An Lin, rubbing his forehead, turning his face aside, not wanting to let other people know that she and Anlin knew.

"Hey, this little brother is very sweet." The woman looked at An Lin with a smile.

An Lin was shocked. He only woke up at this time and knew that he had lost his word.

In the future, he apologized and his head was hit again.

Anlin stared at Venus and was dizzy. The second bag grew out of his head.

"Remember, the next time you go to bed and talk in your sleep, the old lady will throw you out of the classroom directly!" said the glamorous and **** woman.

The power of terror suddenly emanate from her, enveloped Anlin, and made him tremble.

"Teacher, I swear, it won't be next time!" Anlin nodded like a chicken.

The classroom episode quickly subsided, the female lecturer continued her lectures, and the students quickly returned to the state and began to listen carefully.

"Hey, hey, Xu Xiaolan, what happened in the end?" An Lin asked Xiao Xiaolan, who was next to him.

If you can, Xu Xiaolan really didn't want to talk to Anlin at this time...

However, Anlin’s big eyes looked at her pitifully, and she was really helpless. She said, “Do you know how many lessons you have slept?”

"Two quarters?" Anlin said with some uncertainty.

The lecturer turned from a middle-aged man to a beautiful young woman who turned into a podium. He wanted to come to sleep for two classes.

"No... you have slept almost four lessons, this is the last one!" Xu Xiaolan was not good.

"Oh my God!" Ann Lin sighed.

I can sleep for a morning, how can I sleep?

Anlin guessed ~www.novelbuddy.com~ This should be because he meditated for too long last night, causing the body to be too tired.

"You can sleep quietly, the teacher will not care for you."

"But, you just said a dream in the classroom, the voice is not small, anyway, most of the students have heard your wonderful speech." Xu Xiaolan looked at Anlin with some sympathy, whispered.

Anlin had an unpredictable feeling: "What did I say?"

Xu Xiaolan held the scorpion, as if he had thought of something, and smiled.

After laughing for a while, she began to imitate the voice of An Lin and the female teacher and began to repeat.

"Lord of the Devil, you are coming!"

"Who is this student? I dare to speak in my class when I go to class."

"What are you talking about, I am guarding this world!"

"You wake me up, don't wake up, I will throw you out of this classroom!"

"Do not talk nonsense, pick me up first!"

......

"The way things go is like this. After this classic dialogue is over, you are beaten."

Xu Xiaolan glared at his eyes, his eyebrows bent, and after seeing the two big bags on the head of An Lin, in order not to let him feel too hurt, he forcibly held back the smile.

Anlin finally knew how miserable he was, sitting in a chair dumbly, crying without tears.

He feels that it is best to use the word "defective name" to describe himself.

In the face of the genius of the whole class, what a sly scene.

Even if you say a dream, the key is what he said is the second line!

Oh, I lost my face and lost my family...

An Lin’s face, he is very hard now, and he wants to find a hole to drill in...