Deduct 1 for merit. I am really not a child of luck.

Chapter 6: Spiritual roots are improving! The second generation of immortals and the son of destiny!

After leaving the free training room, Lin Mo's mind suddenly became much clearer.

Based on 12 hours of hard training a day, he can increase his experience points by 0.21 points on average per day.

However, the merit points he had accumulated from the time he left home in the morning until just now have been added to 400 points, which is equivalent to 80 points if converted into experience points.

Then 80 divided by 0.21 equals...

"380 days!?"

Lin Mo once again came up with a shocking number.

Even if we ignore the decimal point, the merit points deducted in the past few hours are equal to his more than a year of hard practice!
In fact, it’s not that Lin Mo is slow to react, but he is mainly affected by the environment of internal circulation. His past hard work has almost become a gene engraved in his bones.

The most important thing was that because he was meditating just now, he accidentally didn't catch the countdown for the cooling of the merit value, and after a few hours, he missed at least a few minutes.

This is 5 or 6 merit points, which is equivalent to several days of hard practice.

No matter how you think about it, meditation is an extremely cost-ineffective activity.

Lin Mo looked at the long ellipsis on the panel and finally interrupted the running of the Qi Training Technique in his body. The long-lasting ellipsis finally stopped:
【Ding! Meditation interrupted.】

Lin Mo sat like this for a while and suddenly felt a little bored.

During the era of great spiritual practice, there was no such thing as three meals a day, usually there were only two meals a day.

In order to allow students to fully immerse themselves in practice and study, the school provides meals in the morning and evening every day.

It's only about 12 noon now, and there are still six hours before lunch.

I have to deduct 1. It is impossible to sleep...

He thought about it, took out his cell phone and turned off the airplane mode.

Just as I was about to play the Xiuxian Farm game, my phone suddenly rang with a "ding dong!" and a class group message popped up.

It’s a reminder of the red envelope.

Lin Mo's fingers clicked in almost uncontrollably.

Then click on the red envelope and open it in one go.

"Congratulations on grabbing 0.01 yuan."

The moment the message popped up on his phone, he suddenly thought to himself that something was wrong.

Before he could react, he saw Old Silver Coin Li Xiang, who was hiding in the class group, jumped out.

[Old Class]: "Great, I caught you! You didn't practice well, but you wanted to grab the red envelopes, right!?"

[Teacher]: "Those who are trying to grab the red envelopes, you have to copy the essentials of the Qi Refining Technique ten times before you can leave during evening study!"

Damn it, I fell for this old man’s trick again!

Lin Mo looked at the notification that the one cent in the red envelope had arrived and felt like he had lost all his money.

With no other options, he could only switch his phone to flight mode, threw it aside, and began to concentrate on dialing the number 1.

Now, only the [Merit +1] that keeps showing on the system interface can make him feel that he has earned something.

This continued until dinner time at 6 o'clock in the evening, when Lin Mo, who had been locked up for 10 hours, was finally released from the "prison".

He first glanced at the merit points on the panel. Excluding the 200 points invested in spiritual roots in the morning, there were now a total of 528 merit points left.

"If you put all of it into the experience bar, you can directly add 105 experience points!"

Lin Mo's eyes lit up at first, then he shook his head and told himself to hold back.

Just in case, he just flicked his hand and put 500 merit points directly into the spiritual root:
[You have invested 500 points of merit into the Golden Spiritual Root. The Golden Spiritual Root has been slightly improved. Purity ratio: 24.1%%→29.1%]

In just less than a day, the golden spiritual roots had increased to nearly 30%.

"At this rate, won't it be full in a few days?"

Lin Mo felt a surge of heat in his heart.

The average value of the spiritual root purity ratio has increased from the original 20% to 21.42%.

The purity of the spiritual roots is higher than the average, which represents the speed of practicing the Qi Training Technique.

The average value increased by 1.42%, so his cultivation speed also increased by 1.42%.
There are still a few hours until 12 o'clock in the evening. It is expected that the average value will be raised to more than 22% without any problem. This will increase the cultivation speed by about 2% a day, which is not too slow...

While Lin Mo was thinking in his mind, he walked out of the training room and followed the crowd downstairs.

However, the first thing he did was not to rush to the cafeteria to grab food, but to go to the third teaching building which was nearby to record the clock-in time for practice.

This is also for the school to check whether students are lazy during meditation.

However, before he walked out of the first teaching building, a loud noise suddenly came from the front.

"Ye Chen, you are really going too far!"

A loud shout came from a distance through the crowd. Hearing a familiar name, Lin Mo subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice.

The crowd gathered around the arena near the playground in the first teaching building. With the idea of ​​"having fun instead of watching bastards", he skillfully squeezed into the crowd.

"Hey, isn't this the protagonist?"

As soon as he squeezed in, Lin Mo saw Ye Chen, the lucky boy in the class, standing on the stage under the teaching building, arguing with several students.

He also knew one of the people in the dispute, whose name was Zhu Hongyuan, and he was a top student in the special class.

He ranks third among the candidates of this year's class at No. 4 Middle School. It seems that he has a father who is in the foundation-building stage. He is definitely a second-generation immortal.

One is in the top five, the other is in the top three. Why did these two people start arguing?

Lin Mo was somewhat confused.

It was not until he stood in the crowd and listened for a while that he knew why.

The reason was that Ye Chen wanted to reach the late stage of Qi Refining before the college entrance examination, but he felt that the daily meditation time in the Qi training room was too short, so he set up a competition arena near the teaching building.

I want to win more time for spiritual energy cultivation by gambling.

As long as the meditation time is not sold to the outside world and is only traded among students on campus, the school approves this method.

The class teacher Li Xiang would often transfer his place in the middle-level training room as a reward to students with outstanding performance in the class. Lin Mo even enjoyed the spiritual energy of the middle-level training room once or twice.

Therefore, although setting up a ring may seem a bit arrogant, it is allowed by campus rules.

Zhu Hongyuan seemed to be dissatisfied with Ye Chen's behavior. He said a few words to him when he passed by, and the two groups started arguing.

One is a second-generation immortal, and the other is a campus celebrity, so naturally more people gathered around.

Zhu Hongyuan looked righteous, staring at Ye Chen and said:
"How can you bully ordinary students by relying on your high level of cultivation? Do you think that if you want to take the Immortal Examination, others don't need to take it?"

Ye Chen looked at Zhu Hongyuan coldly and said:

"Haha, you high-ranking second-generation immortals enjoy the preferential treatment given by your parents, but have you ever understood the difficulties faced by us, the bottom-level students?"

Zhu Hongyuan frowned: "What kind of preferential treatment did my parents give me? The school gives us the same amount of time to practice spiritual energy."

There was a hint of mockery on Ye Chen's face:
"The training time in school is the same, but what about outside of school?"

"Do you dare to say that you have never gone to a spiritual practice room outside the school to practice on weekends? Do you dare to say that you have never enjoyed the high-priced practice room?"

Zhu Hongyuan was almost laughing out of anger and said, "So what? That's my business, what does it have to do with you?"

After hearing the conversation between the two, the onlookers also started to talk about it.

"Ye Chen is right. How can ordinary students afford to go to school for private lessons? Wouldn't they get a few more experience points than us every month?"

"But this has something to do with you guys, so if you have the ability, you can also go and do some cooking."

"If my family has money, you can use it! Besides, the Immortal Examination should be fair. If we can't go, he can't go either!"

"Why are you jealous! Others are second generation immortals because of their fathers' efforts. If you have the ability, go find a father who can build your foundation yourself."

"..."

Not only did the second generation of immortals and Ye Chen start arguing, but the onlookers below also started arguing.

For a moment, the atmosphere at the scene escalated again, and the tension among everyone became more and more intense.

At this moment, Ye Chen seemed too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhu Hongyuan and said directly:
"If you don't agree, come up and let's have a discussion."

"If you lose, transfer all your last month's training time to me. You have money to go to after-school tutoring anyway."

Zhu Hongyuan was about to retort when he heard a group of students around him who were watching the fun start to make a fuss.

"Okay! Well said!"

"That's right, what's so great about the second generation of immortals? If you have the guts, go up and fight in the ring!"

"Haha, you're not scared, are you?"

"Just fight if you don't agree. Don't be afraid, Brother Zhu. We'll cheer you on!"

"Fuck him! Don't be a coward, Brother Zhu!"

"..."

Zhu Hongyuan, who was standing in the crowd, turned blue and red when he heard these provocative words.

Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore, gritted his teeth, glared at Ye Chen and said:

"Okay, I'll fight you!"

Well, I’ve been fooled… Lin Mo shook his head and said to himself.

(End of this chapter)