After developing a villain heroine, they came after her

Chapter 77 I’m going to evolve

Not long after Chen An left the back mountain maze, a middle-aged man wearing a plain shirt came over.

His temperament was refined and his steps were fast, but his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he had encountered something troublesome.

The middle-aged man's name is Meng Mao, and he is a tutor in the formation cultivation department of the United University of Immortals.

And the reason why he is irritable now is precisely because he is about to serve as the instructor of the formation cultivation department.

Longhu Mountain has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is now the 74th generation.

And Meng Mao is the 73rd generation disciple of Longhu Mountain. There are seven most famous people in their generation, known as the Seven Sons of Dragon and Tiger, each of whom is extraordinary.

Among the seven, some are good at fighting, some are good at breaking up fights, and some are good at making money.

In short, as the youngest of the seven and the one with the lowest cultivation level, Meng Mao was inevitably pushed out of the way by several good senior brothers and took up the position of mentor.

But Meng Mao only wanted to meditate in the mountains, seek immortality and find the road, but now he was forced to work as a teacher in the mountains. How could he not be upset?

The most important thing is that he was deceived by his senior brother at that time.

I just remember that the senior brother asked with a smile on his face in front of the master, "In terms of cultivation of our generation, Junior Brother Meng may not be ranked second, but if we want to talk about the attainments in formations, Junior Brother Meng said Secondly, who among us dares to be number one?"

When Meng Mao heard this compliment from the good guy, he felt light-headed all over. He hurriedly patted his chest and said proudly: "What my senior brother said is absolutely true. I never thought that I, who usually don't show off, can be so hidden." Senior brother found out that he really didn't dare to take it, he didn't dare to take it..."

Meng Mao's words were filled with humility and a little bit of pride.

However, Meng Mao's pride did not last long, because the master quickly appointed the candidate and left with satisfaction.

Then the senior brothers left with satisfaction, leaving Meng Mao standing there dumbfounded.

The innocent Junior Brother Meng was toyed with and applauded.

Naughty.

A middle-aged man with an refined temperament, when he recalled the scene where his senior brother tricked him, he couldn't help but burst out with the quintessence of Chinese culture.

He shook his sleeves with an unlucky look, and then stepped into the formation.

But soon, Meng Mao withdrew again.

He stared blankly at the maze in front of him that he had personally laid out, with a little confusion flashing in his eyes.

How do you feel... is there something wrong?

The formation is still the same, but it's like the old wife who has been with him for many years suddenly has a second spring, bringing a new experience.

With such doubts in mind, Meng Mao once again stepped into the formation.

This time, he stayed in the formation for a full three hours.

When he appeared outside the formation again, Meng Mao's eyes were filled with uncontrollable shock and excitement.

All the troubles and worries I had before are now gone.

"...Wonderful, wonderful."

Meng Mao murmured to himself and continued to observe the once extremely familiar formation in front of him with all his heart.

Why should I say in the past? Because there have been some insignificant changes between the current formation and the one in his memory.

The change was extremely subtle. If Meng Mao hadn't arranged this formation himself, and if he hadn't been immersed in the formation for many years, he would never have been able to feel this subtle change.

But it was this insignificant change that completely transformed the entire formation and upgraded it to more than one level.

At least when Meng Mao looked at it now, all he could feel was beauty.

That is the beauty of rules, the unique beauty of formations.

Meng Mao was intoxicated for a while and couldn't extricate himself.

It wasn't until a touch of fish belly white appeared on the horizon and new students began to come and go for morning jogs that he slowly woke up.

Some students noticed this middle-aged man behaving strangely and cast curious glances.

Meng Mao had no choice but to leave in a daze, leaving only a few slight murmurs.

"Who, who could it be?"

"Is it Senior Brother? Or Master? Is it...that one?"

<divclass="contentadv">The man shook his head violently.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

……

……

early morning.

Maybe because he went to bed early last night, Chen An also woke up very early today.

When he got up, his three roommates were still fast asleep. It must have been too late to have an in-depth exchange of ideas last night.

Chen An opened the door and walked out of the Yisi Villa.

There are many students coming and going on the road, most of them are similar in age, but they are dressed in different styles.

Those who wear Tai Chi suits and Zhongshan suits are okay, and they don't make people look too dramatic, making them mistakenly think that they are still living in the bustling city at the foot of the mountain.

But those wearing jeans and skirts can't help but open your eyes slightly, feeling that there is a strange illusion of a hybrid between ancient times and modern times.

Chen An was going to have breakfast first.

Although his body does not need to eat, it does not affect his ability to eat, drink, and sleep.

He has indeed lived through nine lives, but it was not until this life that he truly lived for himself.

So even if it was just something as small as eating and sleeping, Chen An was very willing to do it and try it.

He also thought that when the materials for alchemy were complete, he would bring Chen Xi with him, and then the two of them would measure the north and south of the Yangtze River step by step with their footprints.

To put it simply, the world is so big and I want to see it.

Chen An thought like this as he walked disorderly along with the flow of people.

He didn't know where the canteen was, but he thought that those who got up so early were probably rushing to have breakfast.

Sure enough, after walking along the flow of people for a few minutes, Chen An saw an antique building that was steaming out.

The building is very new. It should have been built not long ago. It is not a built-in building in Longhu Mountain.

Including the Yisi Villa where Chen An lives, the construction and layout inside are all brand new.

In order to train them, the officials have indeed planned for a long time in advance.

If it weren't for the fact that the qi training method happened to be developed right next to the college entrance examination, the layout of cultivating immortals might have started long ago.

Chen An walked into the cafeteria. The furnishings inside were no different from those in ordinary universities.

At most, you don’t need to pay for meals, and the food you eat is just a special edition.

He walked to the window and ordered a bowl of porridge.

A few chopped green onions are sprinkled on the porridge, which is white and moist with a hint of green, and the whole thing looks pretty good.

When Chen An came to the dining table and sat down, he just picked up the spoon and heard exclamations from the side.

He is a short-cut boy.

His eyes were shining, and he was pleading with his friends about the magic of white porridge.

"Is this the legendary porridge made from spiritual rice? It's so amazing. I feel warm all over my body after drinking it. Do you think I'm about to evolve?!"

The friend beside him looked helpless, "Silly man, we are here to cultivate immortality, not to be Digimon. That is called Qi training, Qi training, do you understand?!"

"And even if you drink ordinary white porridge, your whole body will feel warm after drinking it, okay?"

Chen An listened and smiled in his heart.

Perhaps just like what he had just thought on the road, because he truly lives for himself, even the extremely ordinary daily life in this kind of life would be interesting to him.