The First Academy in the Cultivation World

He looked at Ling Yan'er. Only Ling Yan'er's magical weapon might offer some hope. He asked, "Since your cell phone can break his spell, can you use this against him?"

"What are you daydreaming about? It's just a cell phone!" Ling Yan'er was incredulous. "Can I really hit him with a cell phone? What if the phone breaks? Will you give me a new one?"

When she was in modern times, she often dropped her cell phone. But after a year here, she doesn't dare to drop her cell phone at all, for fear of breaking it.

Even though she knew that the mobile phones nowadays might not be as crispy as the modern ones, even if they could compete with the tears of time and Nokia that dared to crack walnuts, she still didn't dare to gamble. After all, if the phone broke, it would really be broken. There was no way to buy a new one or repair it. She didn't understand, and probably no one in the entire cultivation world understood it.

If your phone is broken, it's really broken!

What's the point of her living without a cell phone!

Now the mobile phone is her life!

Ling Yan'er hid her phone in her arms: "I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible! Don't even think about it!"

Seeing that Ling Yan'er was very resistant, Dongfang Zichu did not insist. After all, he had used mobile phones with Ling Yan'er many times, and he did not think that this phone could really deal with the city lord.

However, although she couldn't use the cell phone to deal with the city lord, Ling Yan'er also felt that she could look through the cell phone to see if she could find any props.

Ling Yan'er looked at the main task of recruiting students, and the familiar things in her backpack. She looked from the dormitory to the cafeteria and classrooms, and checked all the equipment in the equipment room, but found that none of them were usable.

Maybe the library has it, but it can't help Dongfang Zichu improve his cultivation from the Foundation Establishment Stage all at once. Even if there is a secret method to temporarily improve his cultivation, it can't improve his cultivation to that level.

Ling Yan'er finally set her sights on the lottery. Although the items drawn from the lottery were rubbish and the probability was very low, given the current situation, she could only take a gamble on the lottery.

The thought of spending 200 spirit stones to smoke Ling Yan'er made my heart ache.

Ling Yan'er thought she had quit gambling, but now she found herself having to pin her hopes on this lottery, hoping to win something useful, even if it was just a one-time thing, that could help her get out of this predicament and deal with the city lord.

Of course, it would be even better if we could pull out something that could kill the city lord with one blow.

With this beautiful wish in mind, Ling Yan'er clicked on the ten-draw combo, and two thousand spirit stones disappeared in an instant. After the cutscene, ten white cards appeared on the page.

Ling Yan'er clicked on the pictures one by one and saw the content on the cards. She felt that she was wrong. She actually thought that the previous ten consecutive draws did not have a guarantee.

Ten whites were also produced. This time, eight of the ten whites were given as low-grade spirit stones, five of which were given as two, two as ten, one as fifty, and the remaining two were given as a cushion and a chair.

Yes, just ordinary chairs and cushions.

Ling Yan'er thought about how she had at least given three characters in the first ten draws, and felt that she had wronged the system. Those three people could all be arranged in the school, so it was not ten pieces of trash at all, it was clearly a guaranteed minimum!

It turns out that the guaranteed bottom line is just white. She blamed the system wrongly. She also overestimated the bottom line of the system. The bottom line of the system is that there is no bottom line.

Ling Yan'er angrily clicked on the next ten consecutive clicks. Dongfang Zichu watched Ling Yan'er start playing with her phone and asked, "What are you doing?"

At this time, I still have time to play with my phone and don’t want to think about what to do next.

Now they can still pretend to be controlled in front of the puppet. After all, the puppet is not a real person. Even if Ling Yan'er pretends not to be so sincere, the puppet can hardly tell the difference.

But sooner or later she would be sent before the Lord of Taoyuan City. At that time, Ling Yan'er would not be able to disguise herself, and even if she did, she would not be able to deceive him.

Ling Yan'er gnashed her teeth as she said, "I'm drawing a lottery. What if I win some magical weapon? Wouldn't that allow me to deal with that city lord?"

Although it is unlikely that all ten of them are different white according to this system, we should still have dreams, just in case!

Beat a fight, bike change bike!

Dongfang Zichu knew that Ling Yan'er needed spirit stones to draw the lottery. Thinking about how Ling Yan'er had won hundreds of high-quality spirit stones in Lingyun City before, if he could really draw a usable magic weapon by spending so many spirit stones, it would be great to be able to control the city lord.

So he didn't stop Ling Yan'er.

After all, Ling Yan'er's lottery was outrageous. She could even draw out a person. Even if she really drew out a magical weapon, he wouldn't be too surprised.

But Ling Yan'er drew lots all night long, and became more and more energetic. She lay down and slept for three hours just before dawn. Because all the draws were in vain, she gave away a lot of random little things, but none of them were useful. Ling Yan'er felt desperate.

Three days passed. Ling Yan'er was brainwashed by the puppet and dozed off during the day, so she asked Dongfang Zichu to help her draw the lottery with his mobile phone. Fortunately, Cheng Yuying, the wife of the mayor of Lingyun City, had given her a storage bag. Although there were a lot of things piled in it, there was still a lot of space left in the storage bag, and it was not full. Otherwise, Ling Yan'er and Dongfang Zichu would have no place to put the pile of miscellaneous items they drew out.

Dongfang Zichu suggested that Ling Yan'er throw those strange things such as cushions, backrests, postcards, small cards, balloons, key chains, etc. into the storage room here.

Ling Yan'er refused to agree no matter what. She spent two hundred spirit stones to draw those, and she would not throw away any of them!

Even if she sells it for a penny after she gets out, she will never throw it away!

These are all the things she bought with her hard-earned money. Even if they are garbage, they must not be thrown away!

Ling Yan'er worked in shifts for three days without sleep to draw prizes. She had always been reluctant to use high-grade spirit stones, but she recharged more than ten high-grade spirit stones to enter the draw. However, she did not draw any of the artifacts that Ling Yan'er was looking forward to.

Not only Ling Yan'er, but even Dongfang Zichu vomited after drawing so many lots. After drawing so many lots, Ling Yan'er saw more than ten blue and green things, and even a few purple ones, but none of them were usable.

The only one that looks somewhat useful is a blue card. What comes out of it is a rope called the Immortal Binding Rope. The description says that no matter what level of cultivation the person tied up has, no matter how hard they struggle, they can't untie the rope.

The advantages are obvious, and the disadvantages are also obvious. Ling Yan'er and Dongfang Zichu have tried it, and this rope can only be used as a rope for binding, and it is not like the rope used to bind immortals in Journey to the West, which can be driven by spiritual power.