I run a cram school in the realm of self-cultivation

With the arrival of the Ten Thousand Sects Grand Meeting, the Tianji Sect, which had just calmed down for a long time, once again fell into a tense atmosphere.

Fang He stood in that empty space, clamping the peach blossom branches around his waist, looked up and looked around, the peach blossom trees on both sides had lost a lot of petals due to his recent hard work, at first glance, Like winter is coming.

Fang He chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that the peach blossoms on the Tianfeng Peak would not wither naturally, but be attacked by me."

As the breeze blew, the last peach blossom petal wobbled down from a vertical branch and landed on Fang He's shoulder.

Two slender fingers twitched lightly, picked up the peach blossoms on Fang He's shoulders, and Xie Lingtai's figure appeared behind Fang He. He was so relaxed today, and even the coldness in his voice faded a lot. He looked around and said, "It's really a pity."

The surroundings are obviously looking like a cold winter, so there is no joy in spring and summer.Thinking of this, he clamped the peach blossom petals in his fingertips, exerted a little force, and shot towards the distance.

In an instant, it was warm and cold.

The air was a little gentler, and the evening wind greeted, the bare peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains suddenly sprouted budding peach blossoms, and some, under Fang He's gaze, slowly bloomed peach blossoms one by one.

Xie Lingtai's voice sounded beside Fang He: "Didn't you always want to know what this kind of extremely cold sword energy will become after you practice it?"

"Let me tell you now, once you practice this icy air to the extreme, you will control the world wherever you go. If you want spring, then this place will be spring."

When the breeze blows, peach blossoms all over the sky fall from the sky.

Fang He's eyelashes trembled slightly. He looked at the vibrant peach blossom forest thoughtfully, then turned around slowly and returned to the place where his disciples lived.

Due to the victory in the peak competitions, Ji Tianfeng's aura is stronger than usual.As soon as Fang He stepped in, he felt that the pores were completely stretched out, and the aura in the air could form one after another spiritual mist. In the middle of the spiritual mist, one after another, pure white cranes spread their wings and flew high. Behind the crane, was A mature spiritual field, the rich rice fragrance wafts in the air.

The square was full of crowds, but none of them was gesticulating to fight. Everyone gathered together and communicated with each other with the divination information in their hands, forming a good academic atmosphere.

However, a large tortoise shell in the middle is a bit abrupt.

Fang He raised his eyes, stepped forward, and heard Zu He's tortoise shell showing a positive state, he said loudly to everyone: "I have figured out the situation of our Tianji Sect this time. It's a great piece. Sure enough, carrying a turtle shell really has a bonus effect."

After Fang He heard it, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.His approach immediately attracted everyone's attention. Zu He waved his hand and stood up from his seat. The huge tortoise shell walked towards Fang He. He said to Fang He with a smile on his face:

"Junior brother, get ready, Master Mo will take us away later."

In principle, a third-rate sect can only send one disciple to the grand meeting of ten thousand sects.And like the second-rate sects, there are four disciples, and the first-rate sects have ten disciples.

But this is only the participating disciples.In fact, quite a few sects would gather disciples with good skills together to participate in the Ten Thousand Sect Grand Meeting and learn a lot.

Therefore, although Fang He was the only one participating in the Ten Thousand Sects Grand Meeting this time, people like Zu He, Yu Juncheng, and Yan Duo could also go together.

When Fang He and Zu He arrived at the designated place, Mo Jitian was already standing there.Her cultivation is the highest among people other than the suzerain, so she is the leader of the Wanzong Conference.

After seeing Fang He, she looked Fang He up and down, and a little surprise flashed in her eyes.Although Fang He's cultivation has not improved, his aura has become stronger.

She patted Fang He's shoulder, her eyebrows and eyes curved: "It seems that the effect of the recent practice is good."

Fang He said softly "Yes", his eyes moved slightly, and landed on the carriage behind Mo Jitian.

At first glance, the decoration of the carriage is very ordinary, but upon closer inspection, one can find that the decoration of this carriage has other mysteries.

"Debt repayment, murder and death are all karma. And karma is the best means of attack." Mo Jitian walked to Fang He's side, glanced at him, and said pointedly, "I Although I can't understand cause and effect, what I understand is life and death. The two words of life and death are both cause and effect."

"Therefore, even if our Tianji Sect is a third-rate sect, we cannot be provoked by ordinary second-rate sects."

Mo Jitian opened his mouth and said to Fang He: "So, if someone who doesn't have a good eye comes up and wants to step on you, you can just step back. Don't be restrained. After all, there is me behind you. I can't do it. There is the entire Tianji sect."

This sentence is full of domineering, showing the arrogance of the Tianji sect to the fullest.Fang He smiled softly, and he responded with the word "yes".

Including Fang He, there are a total of ten disciples of Tianjizong heading to the Wanzong Grand Meeting at this moment.Fang He could clearly see yearning and longing on the faces of each of his disciples.

Even Yu Juncheng and Yan Duo are no exception.

After getting into the car, Yu Juncheng glanced at Fang He, cupped his hands, and said to Fang He, "I'm Chengjun, I see Fellow Daoist Spirit quite familiarly, as if we hit it off right away. Fellow Daoist Spirit may be considered Come to think of it, maybe we are destined for each other in this life.”

Yan Duo added next to him: "Maybe it's the fate of father and son."

As soon as these words came out, Yu Juncheng's remaining words were directly blocked in his mouth.

Fang He smiled at the corners of his eyes. He glanced at Yu Juncheng, turned his head to look at Yan Duo, nodded towards him, and asked casually: "I don't know this fellow Taoist..."

"I'm strict with you." Yan Duo said dully. He took a deep look at Fang He and said, "Fellow Daoist Spirit, my talent in divination makes me bow down."

Yan Duo has always been like this, he said what he had to say, the first time he saw Fang He, he said what was in his heart.

He never thought that besides being so good at swordsmanship, Fang He also had such a high talent in divination.As soon as he came to the second heaven, he was able to become famous and once again show the demeanor of Tianjiao in another way.

The gap between him and Fang He is really too big.

Even so, Yan Duo's heart of swordsmanship is still very steady, and his gaze does not waver at all.

Fang He smiled and nodded slightly towards them.Until now, the three finally exchanged each other's pseudonyms.

They looked at each other calmly, and then looked away, like strangers they met for the first time.

Such a scene is not surprising.After all, after the competition between the peaks, after "Shen Ling" opened the mysterious book of heavenly secrets and Taoism in front of everyone, the disciples of the four peaks have all adored "Shen Ling".

"Zhen Ling" went out early and returned late, and was so absorbed in the peach blossom grove that he didn't know what was going on outside.However, Zu He knew that if "Shining Spirit" walked around the Tianji Sect now, he would find countless disciples approaching him, wanting to chat with him and talk about divination.

I didn't see it, but now the other people in the carriage, after seeing "Shen Ling", their minds also floated.

When all the people arrived, the carriage set off, slowly going upwards, and stepping into the clouds.Fang He looked out from the inside, and saw layers of clouds surrounding the surroundings. Besides that, he also saw several carriages.

One of them is the Alchemy Sect.

"Hey, the disciples of the Alchemy Sect are also going to participate in the Wanzong Grand Meeting." Zu He couldn't help being a little puzzled when he saw it, "Isn't their sect very rich in resources?" Just relying on medicine refining is enough for them to accumulate a lot of souls crystallized.

"Then you have to ask for it." A disciple who had participated in the Wanzong Grand Meeting many times explained to Zuhe, "After all, this is the only chance for a third-rate sect to be promoted to a second-rate sect."

"But once you get promoted to a second-rate sect, it will be different. From the division of regions, it is very likely that some secret realms with inferior resources will be divided into the sects of second-rate sects. Secret realms with inferior resources, this is compared to first-rate sects. Said, but for second-rate sects, these secret realms are rare assets."

"Like the Yuanji Sword Sect, there is a sword tomb under their sect. According to legend, there is the sword power of all the swordsmen of the second heaven. This is why, in their sect, so many disciples can comprehend the unique Belong to your own way of the sword."

Zu He nodded, and he understood with an "oh".

Things like secret realms are scarce even in the Alchemy Sect.Although they have countless pills and spirit crystals, they cannot buy secret realms.

In the second heaven, the secret realm is a treasure, who is willing to exchange it.

Thinking about it this way, Tianjizong will be even more miserable.Not only do they have no secret realm, but they also don't have spirit crystals.

The speed of the carriage was limited, and after driving for about a day and a night, they came to the border of Yuanbei.The carriage descended slowly, and finally stepped onto the flat ground.

Here, there is a post station for monks who come and go to rest.

Mo Jitian pulled the reins lightly, parked the carriage aside, and said softly to Fang He and the others, "This post house gathers all the sects of the Yuanbei Realm, big and small."

"Almost here, you can see countless third-rate sects, as well as the most threatening and challenging second-rate sects."

When they heard Mo Jitian's words, almost everyone tensed up. They had all met the disciples of Yuanji Sword Sect and Beifu Sect before. Now, in this station, they can see many second-rate sects like Yuanji Sword Sect and Beifu Sect...

Their heartbeats couldn't help but speed up a lot.

When Fang He got off the carriage, he saw the five characters of Yuanbeijie post station hanging high under the eaves.This word is gilded, but at a glance, it is daunting.

Mo Jitian introduced to them: "This word was written by the suzerain of a first-class sect in the past, but now that the world has changed, this Yuanbeijie station is still here, but this first-rate sect has long been overthrown by the years. inside."

When he said this, a bit of sadness flashed in Mo Jitian's eyes.Isn't their Tianji sect exactly like that, it's just better than that first-rate sect, and their sect can barely reach the level of third-rate sect.

Thinking of this, Mo Jitian regained his spirits and stepped in towards the gate of the inn.

The station seems to have been set up in a formation, and you can't hear the sound inside at all when you stand outside, but when you walk in, you can feel the din of gongs and drums, and the noisy sound is ringing in your ears, Fang He only feels a headache.

He frowned and looked over, and saw that the lobby and the lobby were full of people, each holding a cup of tea or wine, talking about something.Occasionally, two or three familiar sects met each other, and they began to exchange pleasantries.

Fang He and his group followed Mo Jitian to the counter, and saw a monk standing at the counter.The monk lazily shook the abacus in his hand, cleared all the counts, then raised his head leisurely, and said, "Guest officer, what do you want?"

"A pot of wine and a pot of tea." Mo Jitian said in a deep voice.She fumbled around in the jade ring for a while before finally taking out thirty spirit crystals and placing them on the counter.

The monk on the counter raised his eyes, he reached out and put away the thirty spirit crystals, then fumbled and fumbled from a small cabinet, and took out a sign and gave it to Mo Jitian.

Mo Jitian took it, found a place to sit down, and put the token on the table.Not long after, a puppet made of wood walked steadily, placing the tea and wine on the table stiffly but accurately.

The portions of tea and wine are quite small, and even the teacups are one size smaller than normal.Zu He couldn't help stretching out his hand to make some gestures, and couldn't help but say:

"This portion is too small, it's not directly proportional to the price."

The capacity of this cup is afraid that he can drink it all in one gulp.

Mo Jitian lightly raised a finger to his lips, blinked at Zu He and said, "Shh, this one is a good thing."

After speaking, she stretched out her hand, picked up the jug, and poured a glass of wine along the rim of the glass.

The wine is clear, but when it falls into the cup, it has a faint blue color, and the scene of towering mountains and green hills can be faintly seen in the shaking.

"This wine is a good wine. It's called Qingshanqi." Mo Jitian moved the glass of wine in front of Zu He, and said softly to him, "Do you want to try it?"

"Qingshanqi means Qingshan resurgence. It is the most popular wine before the Wanzong Grand Meeting."

Zu He glanced at the wine next to his hand, paused for a while, then raised his head and drank it. The fresh taste jumped in his taste buds, and the aura in his body surged crazily as if stimulated.

"It's really unusual." Zu He glanced at the wine in his hand and murmured.

"Okay, your share is finished, it's up to me next." Mo Jitian said with a smile.She gently poured herself a glass of wine, and the aroma of the wine overflowed, making her eyes rippling a bit.She glanced at it, and saw Fang He passed the popular wine with a very calm expression, and poured himself a cup of tea.

The tea smell is mixed in this piece of wine, which is a little bit out of place.

When the tea entered the mouth, Fang He raised his eyebrows.The tea was also very good. Fang He could feel the fragrance of his mouth and teeth, and the fresh tea fragrance made all the fatigue in his whole body disappear. Even the pain where he was beaten by Xie Lingtai before was reduced a lot.

Fang He removed the tea leaves with the tea lid, lowered his head and took a sip again, then looked around calmly.

The hall of the post station in Yuanbeijie was extremely large, and Fang He looked around, but he couldn't see the figure of the Alchemy Sect.The costumes and clothes of the people around are extremely unfamiliar, but Fang He can clearly distinguish which are second-rate sects and which are third-rate sects.

Because most third-rate sects are poor.There are only a few pots of tea and a few pots of wine on their table. If the situation is better, there may be some pastries and other things on the table, which seems a bit tight.

But second-rate sects are different. Everyone has a bowl of Lingmi in front of them, and there are several dishes among them.They talked to each other in low voices, and there was an indescribable arrogance in their behavior.

Fang He even saw the disciples of Yuanji Sword Sect and disciples of other second-rate sects chatting in low voices, and around them, the disciples of third-rate sects looked at them enviously.

After the disciples of Yuanji Sword Sect had finished their exchanges, countless third-rate disciples flocked forward.As for the disciples of Yuanji Sword Sect, their expressions were calm, and even the smiles on their faces were restrained a lot.

This change of attitude made Fang He raise his eyebrows.It was the first time he felt the difference between second-rate sects and third-rate sects so clearly, no wonder so many people were scrambling to climb up.

Just as Fang He was about to look away, he saw a middle-aged man walking towards them, shaking his wine glass. His eyes fell directly on Mo Jitian's face, and he said with a bit of a joke and indecently:

"I didn't expect Peak Lord Mo to drink alone here."

He glanced slightly and said: "Qingshanqi's poor wine is really not worthy of Jitian's beauty."

While speaking, the middle-aged man leaned over gently, and the weight made the table in front of him tremble.

Zu He glanced at his cup, the aroma of the wine from Qingshan still lingered in the cup.

Bad wine!

Still alone?

Zu He glanced at the man sitting next to Mo Jitian, who was this man?

He snorted coldly and said, "Where is Master Mo alone? Doesn't she still have us?"

"You..." The middle-aged man glanced at Zu He lightly, without speaking, his eyes lingered on the upper half of Mo Jitian's face, and finally fell on the lower half of his face covered by the veil.

His heart was itching, and he wished he could reach out his hand immediately to see what that face looked like.It's just...

It doesn't matter if you are ugly, after all, you have a good figure, right?Thinking of this, the middle-aged man looked down Mo Jitian's slender neck, and when he was about to fall into the gully on her chest, a white flash flashed in front of his eyes.

A white dress was draped over Mo Jitian's body in this way, just covering a piece of spring.The middle-aged man frowned unhappily, then raised his eyes, turned slightly, and landed on Fang He.

It was this kid who blocked his good deed just now.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said: "Oh, I don't know if it's because the old man's eyesight is dull or the threshold of Tianji Sect has been lowered, but he actually sent a little thing with the eighth level of Jindan to participate in the grand meeting of the Ten Thousand Sects."

"Forgive me for my poor eyesight. I didn't expect that there would be old people who don't know how old to participate in the Wanzong Grand Festival, and I don't know how to be ashamed."

Little things and old things.

Putting the two words together, the old thing is more ruthless.

As soon as this sentence came out, Zu He burst out laughing.He lay directly on the table, his shoulders shrugging up and down.When others saw this middle-aged man, they definitely knew that he must be an elder of some sect, but they didn't want to be dismissed by "Zhen Ling" and directly demoted him as a disciple.

The middle-aged man's face turned red in an instant, he glanced at Fang He angrily, finally snorted coldly, and said to Mo Jitian:

"I didn't expect that the Tianji Sect would treat guests in such a way. Sect Master Mo, why don't you teach such an outspoken...disciple?"

Perhaps choked by Fang He's "old stuff", the middle-aged man hesitated for a while, but finally suppressed the scolding and replaced him with a disciple.

Mo Jitian was also caught off guard by those words just now.Although she was reserved, there was a bit of a smile on her face.At this moment, he was suddenly called by the middle-aged man, and his eyebrows and eyes flashed with surprise.Her eyes were sparkling and full of charm because of the alcohol.

Seeing these eyes, the middle-aged man only felt that the anger in his body dropped rapidly, but a ball of fire rose in his stomach.

Mo Jitian chuckled, raised his glass to the middle-aged man and said, "Master Zhao Feng, what you said is wrong."

"This wine is very good. On the contrary, Fengzhu Zhao did not go to stay in his own Muhezong, but came here to do something. Could it be that Muhezong can finally get rid of his third-rate sect status this time?"

Hearing these words, Yu Juncheng burst out laughing with a "puchi", his eyes fell on Fengzhu Zhao, with a slight sense of mockery: "I thought that fellow Daoist Zhao was so arrogant, that he was a second-rate The sect's disciples, I didn't expect that they are also third-rate."

"Since it's third-rate, how can you have such a big temper?"

Yu Juncheng's words made Master Zhao Feng panting heavily with anger.Although he comes from a third-rate sect, in terms of ratings, his sect is above the Tianji sect, which is a third-rate sect.This disciple in front of him usually kneels in front of him, and he doesn't bother to accept him.

Now, she dared to confront him in front of his face.

Really lawless.

Mo Jitian looked at the middle-aged man's face with a smile on his face, and when he was about the same, he patted his desk and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"This is Muhezong." Mo Jitian said with a smile.Although she was saying something reprimanding, there was a smile on her face, and the table didn't even tremble.

Yu Juncheng stopped talking, he raised his eyes to look at Fengzhu Zhao, and said "ah", "I'm sorry, Fengzhu Zhao, I'm just outspoken, so don't take it to heart. After all, I'm just a junior , and you are the elder."

After speaking, Yu Juncheng stood up from his seat, bent down and poured Zhao Fengzhu a glass of wine, and said in a low voice, "Zhao Fengzhu, I would like to respect you."

This wine is still the low-quality wine he criticized before.The cyan liquor swayed in the glass, giving it a hint of green.

Master Zhao Feng snorted coldly, his robe knocked over the wine, and the wine spilled on the table.The wine glass rolled two or three times on the table, and finally fell to the ground, making a "jingle jingle" sound.This movement finally attracted the attention of the people around.

However, Master Zhao Feng didn't realize it, he stretched out his hand, said "yes" to Mo Jitian with his index finger, and then his eyes slowly and fiercely fell on Yu Juncheng, Zu He and Fang He .Especially Fang He, he looked at each other several times.

Master Zhao Feng did not forget that the person in front of him was the first to intervene.

Zhao Fengzhu: "You Tianji Sect are really arrogant. Could it be that you still think that you are a first-class sect, and you simply can't see your identity clearly."

"At the grand meeting of ten thousand sects, every sect can step on you. After all, you are now at the bottom of the third-rate sect."

Zhao Fengzhu sneered as he said that, the lines on his face were tightly stretched together, making him look particularly terrifying and even more old-fashioned.

Fang He took a sip of the teacup lightly, and when he heard these words, he frowned and smiled, raised his eyes and said to the other party: "I see that Master Zhao is so excited, it seems that he is coveting the position of our sect It's been a long time."

"Don't worry, you will definitely get what you want in this grand meeting of the sect."

Get what you want!

Zhao Fengzhu was about to spurt out a mouthful of old blood from his mouth.What is the position of Tianjizong!

the last one!

The Yuanbei Realm is the last from the bottom.

What is he coveting this position for?Master Zhao Feng looked at Fang He with resentment, only felt that Fang He's eyes were extremely sincere, as if there was something serious about it.

The problem is, not all the people around know about Tianjizong.Therefore, it is even more unknown what kind of position Tianjizong is in.Hearing this sentence suddenly, a clear smile appeared on everyone's face.

These people are understanding something.

Master Zhao Feng had a stalk in his heart, and he snorted coldly: "Who cares about you? Whoever loves to be the bottom one of your Tianji sect will do it."

Fang He glanced lightly at Fengzhu Zhao: "Do you know what our Tianji Sect does?"

"What?" The topic changed so quickly that Master Zhao Feng didn't react at all.

Fang He said: "We are professional divination. Your sect, this time is not good." While speaking, he tapped lightly on the table a few times, very slowly, but for some reason, Zhao Fengzhu felt a little bit of pain in his heart. tight.

Then, as if to cover up his inner panic at the moment, he frowned slightly, and said to Fang He: "Your Tianji sect's divination ability has always been questioned. If you really have this strength, it's better to do a good divination of your sect." What ranking will the sect get in this grand event..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a bit of astonishment in his expression.He looked at the disciples of Yuanji Sword Sect who seemed to have noticed the movement here, and stepped towards them.

The anger on Master Zhao Feng's face subsided in an instant, he smiled, with a flattering expression on his face, he said: "Did the movement in our place bother you, I'm sorry, I will solve it as soon as possible."

He turned his head to Tianjizong and said: "Today I saw Yuanji Jianzong's face, I don't care about it with you."

"Arguing, who do you not care about?" The Yuanji Sword Sect disciple's voice suddenly cut in, with some doubts.

Master Zhao Feng's voice paused, and he opened his eyes wide, watching the disciples of Yuanji Sword Sect walk towards the direction of Tianji Sect, and finally stood in front of the young man whom he had stared at just now.

The disciple of Yuanji Sword Sect looked a little warm, and he said to Fang He: "Fellow Taoist, I didn't expect to see you at the inn today."

Fang He touched the rim of the cup, looked up and down, and finally nodded calmly and said, "Hello."

Not enthusiastic, and not appearing proud.Such a proper expression made the disciple excited.He nodded towards Fang He and said: "In the competitions at various peaks that day, I will never forget the demeanor of Fellow Daoist Spirit. This opportunity."

That time, after the peak competition, Fang He's condition was not very good, he looked very weak.Therefore, Tianjizong asked him to go back to his room first.For the next three days, none of the disciples of the second-rate sect saw him come out, so they had no choice but to leave.

But no matter what, they deliberately want to make friends with this "extraordinary spirit." Because a person who can predict the future and tell the truth makes them feel more excited than anyone else.

The disciples of Yuanji Sword Sect were extremely enthusiastic. In comparison, Fang He's attitude was quite cold.It's like the order of the two people is reversed.

This also made Fengzhu Zhao who was standing next to him dumbfounded. The resentment on his face had not been completely withdrawn, and he opened his mouth wide to look at the scene in front of him, with a slightly awkward expression on his face.

He couldn't help reminding from the side: "This fellow Taoist, have you made a mistake, this is a disciple of Tianji Sect."

"I know." The Yuanji Sword Sect disciple had just begun to speak, but was interrupted by Fengzhu Zhao, with a little impatience in his expression and behavior.He nodded slightly towards Peak Master Zhao, replied softly, and then said: "Peak Master, if you don't have anything else, please leave first."

The words of that disciple of Yuanji Sword Sect were full of repelling intentions.When he said these words, the eyes of everyone around him fell on him, with a little sarcasm in their expressions.

For someone like Zhao Fengzhu who is holding on to a second-rate sect, the people around him can see it more.But Master Zhao Feng was definitely the first one to be driven away by disciples of second-rate sects in front of everyone.

Zhao Fengzhu's expression was a little embarrassed, and his face turned red like a pig's liver.It never occurred to him that the disciple in front of him would not show him any sympathy.

But he can't do anything.

Although he is the peak master of the third-rate sect, he dare not easily offend the disciples of the second-rate sect.He flicked his robe lightly, snorted coldly, turned and left.

Before leaving, he took a deep look at Fang He, his eyes full of thought.

Who is this Tianjizong disciple, he has never seen before.

The Yuanji Sword Sect turned his head to Fang He and said, "The annoying person has finally left. Fellow Daoist Spirit must not know me, my name is Zhang Yuan."

"Zhang Yuan." Fang He whispered the name in his mouth, his eyes slightly lowered, fell on Zhang Yuan, looked up and down, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Very good." Fang He introduced himself.He is still very interested in the disciples of second-rate sects.After all, he also wanted to know what was the difference between the disciples of Jianzong and Yuanji Jianzong.

Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard Fang He's voice.He said to Fang He: "I don't know if I'm free, please ask Fellow Daoist Spirit to help me get a divination?"

divination!

The expressions of the people around him instantly became strange.They never expected that the disciples of Yuanji Sword Sect did so many things just for one hexagram.

And it is also the hexagram of a third-rate sect disciple.

If they are elders, they can understand a little bit, but disciples, can they really be accurate?

Fang He didn't care about the peeping eyes of the people around him, he raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly at Zhang Yuan and said, "Foretelling is fine."

"But you need to pay for the spirit crystal."

Fu Lingjing.

This disciple must be crazy.The elders of some third-rate sects couldn't help feeling a pain in their hearts when they saw this scene.They looked at Mo Jitian, who was obviously the elder of the Tianji Sect, but saw her smiling, as if she didn't care about the matter in front of her at all.

She even shook the empty jug in her hand, and said to Zhang Yuan, who was a little confused: "In our Tianji sect, fortune-telling is to spy on the secrets of the sky. Your little help just now is not enough."

She stretched out her index finger and waved it in front of Zhang Yuan.

The elders of other third-rate sects were shocked.

What kind of stupid sect is this? The elders and disciples who came out are so stupid, with such narrow vision!

Psychic?

What is the use of spirit crystals? Can it be compared to dealing with second-rate sects!

If it was them, they would press their heads and force their disciples to do fortune-telling for each other.It's a pity that none of the disciples in their sect can tell divination.

Surprised by this sudden development, Zhang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.He thinks this sect is really interesting.

It had been a long time since he had met a disciple of a third-rate sect sitting in front of him and communicating with him on an equal footing.Just because he is a disciple of a second-rate sect, those people are trembling.

On the contrary, it is "very spiritual", such a behavior is quite in line with his divination ability.

Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "I was negligent." He picked up the empty jug and went to the counter to order a jug of wine in person, calling it not Qingshanqi, but Taohuazui.

He put the jug on the table, looked at Fang He's waist, looked at the cluster of peach blossoms in full bloom, and said with a smile: "With such a grand scene, it is natural that this peach blossom wine is the most suitable."

The aroma of peach blossoms spread from the tip of everyone's nose.Seeing this, Fang He lightly poured a glass for Mo Jitian.Mo Jitian was also refreshed, and dried up the light pink wine in the glass in one breath.

"Good wine." Mo Jitian said.

Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "Major Master Mo may like it, and other fellow Taoists can also come and taste it."

"Then I won't be polite." Yu Juncheng glanced at Fang He with a smile, he raised his hand and lightly took out the jug, poured himself a glass, and drank it down in one gulp.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Yuan took out a crystal card from his jade ring, pushed it in front of Fang He and said, "This is my spirit crystal for divination. If it is not enough, please ask Fellow Daoist Spirit to speak."

"It's enough." Fang He said, "Based on your actions just now, no matter how many spirit crystals there are in this crystal card, it is enough."

A disciple of a second-rate sect, although there are quite a lot of spirit crystals in the storage jade ring, it is definitely not too many.

Fang He raised his chin, opened his mouth, and asked the other party, "What do you want to divination?"

"I want to predict what ranking I will get in this grand event of ten thousand sects."

When he uttered these words, Zhang Yuan's eyes contained a monstrous fighting spirit.The sword at his waist, as if infected by this fighting spirit, let out the sound of contention.

"Ranking." Fang He murmured twice. He couldn't guess this, but he could conclude that with Zhang Yuan's fighting will, he might be able to achieve a good result.

only……

Fang He touched the crystal card next to his hand, the other party paid the price, he must be serious.

["Know the world, know the future" skill successfully activated]

Fang He's gaze was fixed on Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan only felt that his whole body was seen through, and he became alert in an instant, and the sword made a clanging sound, as if it would be unsheathed in the next second.

how can that be!

Zhang Yuan's eyes widened. The sight of "Shen Ling" made him feel a huge crisis.Even his sword was affected.

But this is just divination!

Zhang Yuan's heart was greatly shocked, he put his hand on the scabbard, preventing the consciousness of the sword coming out of the scabbard.He originally believed three percent of his heart, but now because of Fang He's glance, he believed eight percent.

He became nervous for a moment, and his gaze fell firmly on Fang He, waiting for Fang He's answer.

This is the second time Fang He activated the skill "knowing the world, knowing the future" in the second heaven.His pupils were slack, and a vast world appeared in front of him——

Zhang Yuan stood on a piece of barren land with a sword in his hand, his face was very painful, blood overflowed from his facial features, he looked at the person in front of him, and said bitterly:

"Wang Hen, it's in vain that I treat you like a brother. You stabbed me at such a critical moment." After saying this, he raised his sword, and the momentum of the sword kept surging upwards, with the momentum of a breakthrough.

With a sword of extreme resentment, he threw a sword towards the distance, and finally his figure disappeared into the air.then