Chen Changming's contact degree was not boring, but just a subconscious reaction.

During the long time he spent in the world before, he was about to develop conditioned reflexes, but now he is just an instinct attack.

Of course, on the other hand, this is also necessary.

These people in front of you seem humble now, but in fact they are all seedlings of practitioners in the future, and they are likely to become practitioners in the future.

At that time, the contact level is now in handy.

In addition to gaining a wave of favorability, it can also be used for projection.

A kill of two birds with one stone.

Others couldn't see this, and they just thought Chen Changming was just trying to win over it in advance, and they didn't agree with it.

"It's still too young"

Walking in the team and observing Chen Changming's movements over the past period, Fan Jing shook his head secretly: "I haven't adapted yet."

"For practitioners, this set is of no use."

This thought flashed through his mind.

Forming cliques is a very useful skill for mortals, but it is not the case for practitioners.

For practitioners, cultivation is everything. If their own cultivation is not enough, then everything is empty.

Even if there are many relatives and friends around you, facing stronger practitioners, it will be just a matter of one palm.

If you have that time to date, it is better to practice for a while and improve your cultivation a little more.

As a practitioner, Fan Jing has a deep understanding of the various disciplines and the various paths.

However, looking at Chen Changming, he had no intention of reminding him.

Some truths are said to others, although they can listen to them, they are destined to be profound.

Only by experiences by oneself can it be engraved in flesh and blood and unforgettable.

After Chen Changming understands the rules of that world in the future, he will naturally no longer do these useless efforts.

After all, he is a smart person.

Thinking of this, Fan Jing smiled, then looked aside, and looked at Zhou Qingping.

Compared with Chen Changming, who seemed a little weak, this princess seemed very real. She was practicing from beginning to end. Even if she interacted with others, she was just staying with Chen Changming.

Very realistic and purposeful.

"What a pity"

Looking at Zhou Qingping, as if she had remembered something, Fan Jing sighed softly.

With the other party's true nature, in normal circumstances, one should do something no matter where it is.

It’s a pity that he is a woman, and his talent is far less than Chen Changming’s.

All I can say is, it's a pity.

But there is nothing to do about this.

This is what it is in this world.

Sometimes I always say fair, but in fact I am unfair everywhere.

Innate endowments like Linghui have already been decided at birth. What if you are unwilling to do so?

But it's just futile.

After observing Zhou Qingping for a moment, Fan Jing's gaze then looked at Chen Changming, observing the other party carefully, and always paying attention to what the other party needs.

Compared with Zhou Qingping, he still values ​​Chen Changming more.

Although the former's identity is noble, it is not worth mentioning to the level of a practitioner.

Although the latter has a low status at the moment, his future is destined to be bright.

Who should pay more attention to, this is naturally something that doesn’t need to be asked.

"Maybe I can secretly give him some lessons in the middle of the night?"

Looking at Chen Changming, Fan Jing touched his chin and thought so.

Isn't that what the story says?

Seniors with high cultivation went there in the middle of the night and secretly guided their younger generations to practice, so that their younger generations could make their younger generations' practices progress and make breakthroughs all the way.

That's what the story says.

Fan Jing thinks that it is very consistent with this plot now.

Not far away, at the moment when Fan Jing's thoughts sounded, Chen Changming turned around as if he had some conscious thoughts and looked at Fan Jing inexplicably.

"What does he want to do?"

Looking at Fan Jing and feeling the mental fluctuations on Fan Jing's body, this thought flashed through Chen Changming's mind, and at this time it was a little puzzled.

Just now, he felt Fan Jing's mental fluctuations and the words he thought were slight but were actually extremely conspicuous in Chen Changming's ears.

Although he didn't hear clearly and had the content, he seemed to have called his name?

What does the other party want to do?

Chen Changming thought for a while, but finally couldn't figure it out, so he had to write down the matter and turn around and leave first.

Soon, it was night.

The convoy began to stop slowly and looked for a place to stay.

The surrounding guards were guarding one by one.

Chen Changming was alone, silently alone in his tent.

This is the privilege of these people. Basically, everyone is a separate tent, with no exception.

Of course, it doesn't matter if someone wants to sleep with him.

Before this, Chen Changming seemed to have seen someone secretly heading into someone else's tent while the night was dark.

I don't know what I want to do.

Occasionally, a low voice could be heard intermittently.

"It's really a world of decline"

Sitting upright in the camp and listening to the low voice coming from afar, Chen Changming shook his head and sighed: "The two big men were sitting in the same camp just to discuss practice?"

He shook his head and looked sighing.

As he finished speaking, his body suddenly froze.

Through his keen sensing, he keenly sensed some changes.

Not far away, there seems to be an unknown object approaching this side.

He came from a distance and then slowly touched Chen Changming's camp, looking sneaky all the way.

It looks like this, it looks even more thief.

"Mr. Fan, what is he here to do?"

Chen Changming's body stiffened, and the energy in his body secretly raised. At this time, he suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.

In the middle of the night, a middle-aged man sneaked into the beautiful boy's tent?

A bad premonition arose.

At this moment, Chen Changming was thinking about a question seriously.

Will he take action later or not?

If you do it, your own cultivation will be exposed.

But don't do it

"Changming"

Before Chen Changming could think clearly, a low and hoarse voice came from not far away with some depressing voice.

In front of Chen Changming, Fan Jing's figure appeared and had already entered Chen Changming's tent.

"Mr. Fan."

Chen Changming's face showed a hint of surprise at the right time, and the energy inside his body was secretly lifted.

“How is your practice recently?”

Looking at Chen Changming, Fan Jing smiled and tried to speak in a gentle tone so that the students in front of him would not have to be nervous.

What he didn't know was that listening to his tone, Chen Changming's mouth twitched and his heart became even more nervous.

"The teacher's consent is pretty good."

Chen Changming spoke respectfully, showing no faults.
To be continued...