I was banned by the Revitalization event.

The two elders nodded quickly, their voices laced with a low, cold laugh.

……

On the other side, Qin Luo sat in the classroom, taking notes with his head down, occasionally glancing up at the blackboard.

This section is about chemistry.

He listened attentively, wrote and drew, and studied with great focus.

Cultivation is a means.

Living well is the ultimate goal.

Although extraterrestrial enemies are a threat, there was no alien invasion in his previous life, which means that Earth will be safe for at least the next twenty years. He still has enough time to improve his cultivation level and doesn't need to rush.

The spiritual energy is already at its maximum.

Now, his Dao heart is also slowly improving, advancing towards the Tai Xu realm.

Although he didn't know why or how, just as Tang Yi said, the way of heaven is to liberate oneself, and he only needs to follow his heart and let nature take its course.

Nowadays.

Qin Luo is also striving to become a gentle and kind boy.

Half an hour later, chemistry class ended.

The next section is sports.

In the midst of the stressful high school life, physical education class was a rare moment of relaxation. Qin Luo stood up and stretched, took out an English magazine from his drawer, clipped his phone to it, and prepared to go downstairs.

I had only just reached the entrance of the building.

He then encountered a tall boy wearing a tank top and carrying a basketball.

The boy looked like he had just come out of the equipment room.

They were also preparing to go downstairs.

Upon seeing Qin Luo, the boy paused, stopped in his tracks, gave a meaningful "heh," and chuckled as he braced himself against the wall with one hand, blocking Qin Luo's path.

"Qin Luo, why are you bringing a book to PE class? How about we play ball together next period?"

"No, I don't want to exercise today."

Qin Luo shook his head, holding his English book, and smiled politely.

He looked at the boy's face, which had a few freckles, and couldn't remember who he was.

Friends?

My memories of my student days are too distant; I can't recall them clearly anymore.

"No way, reading is so boring. And all the people sitting under the tree are girls. What are grown men doing hanging out with a bunch of women all day?" The boy said sarcastically, pushing the ball back and forth between his hands.

"I'm an introverted and shy boy, and I prefer playing with girls," Qin Luo said.

"You dare not? Are you afraid?"

Qin Luo's words only made the boy laugh even more exaggeratedly, as if he had gained the upper hand.

"You've come here to cause me trouble?" Qin Luo suddenly realized.

"Who's bothering you? Don't talk nonsense. I just invited you to play ball together. If you don't dare to come, that's fine. Stop babbling nonsense."

The boy paused for a moment.

His expression turned unfriendly.

However, the corridor was full of students, so it wasn't convenient to say anything harsh. He just scoffed, picked up his basketball, and left, saying, "Be careful going to and from school in the future, and don't run into anyone you shouldn't."

Watching the tall boy walk away into the distance.

Standing at the door.

Qin Luo was still wondering when he had offended someone.

At this moment, his deskmate Zhou Ming came out with a badminton racket and peeked out from the back door of the classroom.

"Was that Zhang Peng just now? Did he block your way?"

"I guess so," Qin Luo stroked his chin and casually asked, "Did I offend him?"

Everything in the world has a cause.

This is Zhang Peng.

He had absolutely no recollection of either this life or his past life.

"To say no, there really isn't. But to say there is, there really is..." Zhou Ming thought for a moment and said in a tone of someone who had been through it all, "He was the English class representative. He delivered homework to the pregnant woman for a year and a half, working very hard. But as soon as Teacher Jiang came, she fired him and replaced him with you."

I worked for middle-aged men for over a year, working myself to the bone.

Finally, the teacher was replaced by a beautiful girl.

As a result, he was replaced without doing any work for a single day, and Qin Luo, who often failed English, took his place. Thinking about it, it was quite tragic.

"Is that even a reason?" Qin Luo was taken aback.

What kind of logic is that?

If you're not satisfied, go find Jiang Qiaomiao, why are you looking for me?

"Isn't that a reason enough?" Zhou Ming said, heartbroken. "Can't you see how beautiful Teacher Jiang is?"

Young and beautiful.

Sexy and innocent.

Let alone talking to her, just looking at her for a while is a pleasure.

"We're just ordinary friends," Qin Luo said seriously.

"What student would say they're friends with their teacher? You're just burying your head in the sand," Zhou Ming said sourly, clearly envious.

I remember in the morning.

Qin Luo was using Jiang Qiaomiao's lunchbox to eat porridge again...

He even sucked on the spoon!

Forget it, I suddenly don't feel like playing ball anymore. I'll go spend some time with his wives later.

Zhou Ming took out his phone.

"By the way, Zhang Peng has a lot of friends. Be careful he doesn't actually bring people to ambush you." Before leaving, Zhou Ming still gave a casual reminder out of consideration for his close friendship.

"understood."

Qin Luo waved his hand, still holding the comic book, seemingly unconcerned.

He's not afraid of being ambushed, but when someone tries to ambush him, he hopes they'll bring a bit more money.

Walking slowly.

It's a beautiful day with clear skies outside.

Just as I was going downstairs.

Qin Luo's spiritual sense suddenly detected something unusual.

They were three cultivators with faint auras, at most at the early stage of Qi Refining. The three of them were traveling together and were rapidly approaching the school from a place two kilometers away.

Qin Luo was stunned.

They arrived so quickly.

Was Zhang Peng so eager to beat him up?

Chapter 67 The Weak and Kind-hearted Qin Luo

Clutching the comic book, Qin Luo felt a little angry.

In both his lives, he was always a reasonable person who disliked using violence. However, his kind and gentle nature often made him seem weak and easily bullied.

First time meeting.

For some baseless conflict, he summoned three Qi Refining cultivators to surround him...

I'm a little weaker.

So what if he beats me up and sends me to the hospital?

How could Zhang Peng be so evil and vicious by nature?

People don't offend me, I don't offend people.

If anyone offends me, I will kill him.

He looked outside and saw Zhang Peng dribbling a basketball downstairs, walking towards the basketball court. He hadn't gone very far yet.

Qin Luo chased after him and patted him on the shoulder from behind.

I turned around.

Upon seeing that it was Qin Luo who had arrived, Zhang Peng couldn't help but curl his lip and let out a cold laugh.

He just made a harsh statement and immediately came looking for me...

He chickened out as expected.

"What, are you scared now?"

"You've sent people to ambush me, haven't you?" Qin Luo asked calmly.

Before taking action.

He wanted to get to the bottom of things to avoid any misunderstandings; this was his final act of justice as a righteous cultivator.

Zhang Peng patted the basketball in his hand twice.

He twisted his mouth.

"Block you? Blocking you is the least of your worries. If you don't have the ability, you should go and resign from Jiang Qiaomiao's company as soon as possible, then I won't..."

Qin Luo nodded, indicating that he didn't need to listen anymore.