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

Fang He, Yu Juncheng, Yan Duo and Cheng Yun.

The names of these four people are like thunder.During these months, almost everyone was subconsciously looking for these four people, but they couldn't find any trace at all.These four people seem to have evaporated from the world.

Could it be that even Ling and the others really came from the lower heaven?

Everyone's suspicious eyes fell on Fang He, and they kept looking up and down.At this moment, Yu Juncheng and Yan Duo slightly tensed the muscles in their hands, and their right hands landed on their waists without a trace.Zu He, on the other hand, looked left and right in a bewildered expression. He hasn't figured out the situation until now. How could he be lucky?

Isn't success in Yuandongjie!

The Sect Master's eyes fell on Zu He in the crowd, and a sarcasm flashed in the corner of his eyes.

This person, who doesn't give up until the Yellow River, has already reached such a point, and still pretends to be so innocent.

The lord of Miscellaneous Sect glanced away slightly, and then refocused his gaze on Fang He's face.

Fang He chuckled, and his slender fingers gently moved the Buddhist beads.The round Buddha beads were twirling lightly at his fingertips, he clasped his hands together, and sighed softly:

"Amitabha, that colorless spirit crystal was given to me by a benefactor."

The Sect Master of the Miscellaneous Sect burst out laughing when he heard this sentence, and the moment he withdrew his smile, the expression on his face appeared extremely gloomy in an instant.He asked Fang He sternly:

"Then tell me, who gave you the colorless spirit crystal!"

The voice of the lord of Miscellaneous Sect resounded in the heaven and earth, his tone raised upwards and said: "The one who gave you the colorless spirit crystal must be someone from the lower heaven!"

"Then, please tell us, our friend of the Spiritual Daoist, who gave you the colorless spirit crystal. Is it Cheng Jun, Yan Yu, or this Zuhe?"

The scene suddenly fell silent.

The Sect Master's eyes fell on the other three with a little scrutiny.In his opinion, being provoked by him like this, one of the other three people can't help jumping out and accusing "Zhen Ling".

But after he said this, the nerves of "Cheng Jun" and "Yan Yu" instantly relaxed. They raised their eyes slightly, their eyes were full of blankness, as if they didn't understand what he was saying at all!

This look is very similar to Zuhe next to him!

The master of the miscellaneous sect snorted coldly: "Fellow Daoist, you might as well say it out, if you kill one of the monks in the lower heaven, you will gain some luck."

Fang He raised his eyebrows and eyes. This was the first time he heard someone mention the word luck.His brows were narrowed, his eyes were peaceful, as if he couldn't feel the killing intent around him at all.

"Amitabha, everyone knows this benefactor."

Fang He paused and said, "It's Shi Shuo Shi Shi's benefactor."

When this sentence came out, the audience was suffocated.They didn't expect to hear Shi Shuo's name at this time.

After the powerful man appeared at the cram school in the first-class city, the eight major sects were much less aggressive in arresting Shi Shuo, and even faint rumors spread that no matter who it is, they should treat Shi Shuo with courtesy. Wait, including Yu Wulian, the pride of heaven!

The Sect Master's gaze was fixed, and a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth: "If that's the case, then tell me, where is Shuo at this time!"

"After all, didn't you meet Shuo at the same time?"

The lord of the Miscellaneous Sect stood up, and the monstrous coercion approached Fang He. Layers of air exploded, and his figure came to Fang He in an instant.The moment he appeared, Mo Jitian stepped forward slightly, and her aura erupted in an instant, firmly protecting the Tianji sect disciples including Fang He behind her.

The breaths of the two collided violently, the ground under their feet exploded instantly, cracks were torn in the surrounding air, the sky and the earth suddenly darkened, and strong winds blew up.The monks beside them couldn't dodge in time, and blood spilled from their mouths.

Fang He stood behind Mo Jitian, he felt like a flat boat in the vast ocean, rising and falling with the waves, but might be overturned by the strong wind at any time.In front of him, Mo Jitian replaced most of the pressure, but obviously there is still a certain gap in cultivation between the two.Fang He could clearly feel that Mo Jitian's body was trembling slightly, as if he would not be able to hold on in the next moment.

Fang He raised his hand slowly, grabbing Mo Jitian's clothes.Mo Jitian turned his head, and was surprised to see Fang He take a step forward with difficulty.The aftermath of an attack brushed across his cheeks, leaving a smear of blood on his originally fair face.

The expression on Fang He's face was extremely calm, but there seemed to be blood in his eyes.He raised his head slightly, met the eyes of the Sect Master, and said slowly:

"Isn't Shuo right here at this moment? The suzerain probably lost all senses so he didn't see it."

Shi Shuo here?

As soon as the attacking methods of the Zongzong Patriarch stopped, even the eyes of the people around him were full of surprise.They looked around, but they couldn't see Shi Shuo at all.

"You're lying to the old man." Miscellaneous Sect Master snorted softly and withdrew his hand.His eyes fell on Mo Jitian's body full of fear. Although his attack just now was a casual blow, it was not weak. The person in front of him was able to completely block his attack.

This Tianjizong is not easy!

Fang He chuckled, his hand dropped slightly, and the Buddhist beads in his hand turned into a sword at some point.His eyes fell on the body of the master of the miscellaneous sect and said:

"Whether Shuo is here at this time, the suzerain can tell at a glance. After all, at this time, no one dares to pretend to be Shi Shuo."

Fang He looked around, and the people around shook their heads quickly.

Just kidding, at this time Shuo is a disciple of Almighty, even if they lend them a hundred courage, it is impossible to impersonate.

Fang He withdrew his gaze, glanced lightly, and landed on Mo Jitian.The shock just now broke the veil on her face a little, and she could faintly see some pretty face.Her eyes fell on Fang He, her expression was full of worry.

Fang He pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, looked firmly at the Patriarch of the Miscellaneous Sect, and said, "If the poor monk didn't find Shi Shuo, it means that what the poor monk just said was a lie, but if I found Shi Shuo... "

The end of Fang He's voice suddenly lengthened, and he said to the Sect Master Miscellaneous Sect word by word: "Then please accept my sword at that time."

The crowd gasped.What does Fang He mean by this sentence? Could it be that he dared to use a sword to deal with a Dongxuan stage at the Jindan stage.

The lord of the Miscellaneous Sect raised his eyebrows slightly, he still thought that the monk would say something, so he said it if he dared.He laughed loudly and said, "Don't talk about one sword, three swords are fine."

"Okay, then three swords." Fang He said kindly.

The head of the Miscellaneous Sect choked on Fang He's straightforward words, and then felt relieved.Don't say that the monk in front of you can't find Shi Shuo, even if he can find it, so what!

These three swords might not even be able to break his clothes!

Fang He didn't care so much, he opened the system panel in front of the Zongzong Sect Master, and the red dot belonging to Shi Shuo flickered on it.He looked in the direction of the red dot, and saw a young man with red lips and white teeth standing in the crowd.

He was dressed in red, holding an emerald green flute in his hand, and his gaze was falling on Fang He from afar.The eyes of the two looked at each other in the air.

Fang He looked the young man up and down, he was sure that he hadn't seen him in Shengling Secret Realm before, and he took another look at the third-rate sect he was in, so he secretly thought it was no wonder.

Only one disciple of the third-rate sect can enter.If Shi Shuo didn't want to attract attention, but wanted to see what kind of grand event this Wanzong event was, he could easily grasp this measure.

Fang He's footsteps shifted slightly, his eyes fell on Shi Shuo and he said, "Also invite Shi Shuo to come out."

Everyone followed his gaze, and when they saw the young man, an unbelievable expression flashed across their faces.Especially the disciples of their sect, they all had a bit of disbelief on their faces.

A young female monk anxiously took a step forward, and shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist Sheng Ling, you made a mistake, how could he be Shi Shuo!"

Everyone nodded, and they obviously agreed with the girl's words.In their imagination, as a mighty disciple, Shi Shuo was naturally full of arrogance, just like... Yu Wulian and the others.

And this young man, his eyes flashed with agility, and the aura all over his body was too pure, as if he had never seen blood before.

This makes people unable to connect with the mighty disciple Shi Shuo who was surrounded by hundreds of people but fought his way out with blood.

Even the Sect Master of Miscellaneous Sect had a somewhat triumphant smile on his face, he squinted at Fang He and said:

"It seems that Fang Daoyou seems to have made a wrong bet."

The expression on Fang He's face did not change at all, his eyes fell on the young man, and his voice was slightly elongated: "Amitabha..."

Before the word "Buddha" was uttered, everyone saw the young man pointed out by Fang He take a light step.As soon as his toes landed on the ground in front of him, his breath suddenly changed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly became wicked.

His long and narrow eyes fell on Fang He's body, and he replied lazily.The emerald green flute was lightly played in his hand, unintentionally adding a bit of cynical temperament, completely different from the boy just now.Even the female monk who spoke just now looked at Shi Shuo with surprise.She stretched out her hand slightly, covering her open mouth.

Shi Shuo took a step forward, and his eyes fell on the head of Miscellaneous Sect.The moment the Miscellaneous Sect Master stood up at Shi Shuo, the smug smile on his face faded instantly, and his whole face looked extremely gloomy.Shi Shuo didn't love him, he opened his mouth directly and raised his voice and said:

"I remember you just made a bet, since I've been recognized, let's make it happen quickly."

Sure enough, when these words came out, everyone's eyes fell on the Sect Master of Miscellaneous Sect, and even Fang He withdrew his gaze.This made Shi Shuo slightly relieved.

God knows how fast Fang He's heart beat when he said "Amitabha" just now.The sound was as if someone was counting "3, 2, 1" in his ear with a long tone.Shi Shuo had a premonition in his heart that if Fang He was really allowed to utter the last word "Buddha", he would definitely "die" in an ugly way.

Thinking of this, his eyes fell on the head of the Miscellaneous Sect, with a slightly teasing expression on his face.He also wanted to see a scene where a high-ranking Dongxuan stage was cut three swords by a Jindan stage monk.

The Patriarch of Miscellaneous Sect had a very ugly face, this "extraordinary spirit" actually found Shi Shuo among the thousands of people.His eyes flickered, and his eyes fell on "Zhen Ling", he gritted his teeth and said secretly:

"Since this is the case, of course the old man will do what he says. It's just..."

He said with a somewhat smug expression: "The difference between the Dongxuan Stage and the Golden Core Stage is two full realms. Even if I don't resist, my body will react to protect the Lord. I am not afraid of anything, but I am afraid of the spirit." Fellow Daoists will hurt themselves."

When the Zongzong Sect Master said this, there was a hint of threat in his tone.But Fang He's expression didn't change. He raised the sword in his hand, raised it slightly, nodded slightly towards the Sect Master and said:

"Then thank you, the suzerain, for reminding me. It's just..."

Fang He imitated the tone of the suzerain master and said: "It's just that the poor monk has to say something here. After all, swords have no eyes. If you really hurt the suzerain master, I hope the suzerain will forgive you."

The Sect Master of Miscellaneous Sect almost laughed angrily when he heard these words, he snorted softly and said, "It's been hundreds of years, and this old man has never tasted the feeling of being hurt by a sword."

Fang He just smiled and said nothing.In front of the lord of the miscellaneous sect, he took out five spirit crystals from his storage ring, lightly clasped them on his left hand, and channeled his spiritual power.The spiritual power that originally circulated in the five spirit crystals poured into Fang He's meridians at this moment.

Fang He felt a slight pain in his meridians, and at the same time, he could feel his cultivation improving steadily at this moment.

The eighth layer of golden elixir, the ninth layer of golden elixir...

People's eyes widened instantly, it was the first time they saw someone forcibly improving their cultivation like this.But there is only a difference in spiritual power storage between Jindan, but there is a big gap between Jindan and Yuanying.

This is definitely not something that can be forcibly promoted by relying on spirit crystals!

It all depends on a breakthrough in the state of mind.

However, as soon as people made this conclusion in their hearts, they saw that Fang He's cultivation base was still climbing upwards, and in this short period of time, he entered the Nascent Soul Stage!

When the coercion of Yuanying's first floor was revealed, Sect Master Jian stood up from his seat in shock.

With the power of spirit crystals alone, it is obviously impossible to go from Jindan to Nascent Soul, unless...

Fang He's state of mind is clean, his conscience is clear, his path is single-minded, and he has not been disturbed by other affairs!In his view, there is no so-called gap in mood between Jindan and Yuanying.

All he has to do is to practice continuously. As long as his spiritual power is improved, he will naturally reach Nascent Soul.

This "extraordinary spirit" has no bottleneck at all!

Fang He raised his eyebrows slightly, and the spirit crystals turned into powder in his hands.He felt a bit of heartache, only felt the spirit crystal slipping away from his fingers.

With the influx of spiritual power, he could clearly feel cracks in the golden core in his body.When the crack slowly widened, the spiritual power in Fang He's body surged instantly.

When there were more and more cracks, densely covering Fang He's golden core, Fang He's golden core finally couldn't bear it, and it cracked open with a "bang", and inside was a slap-sized Nascent Soul.

The faces of Yuan Ying and Fang He are somewhat similar, but they look more immature, showing a bit of naivety.At this moment, Fang He could clearly feel the connection between himself and this Nascent Soul.

He gritted his teeth and took out a few spirit crystals from his storage ring again.

This is not enough!

The first floor of Yuanying, the second floor of Yuanying...the fifth floor of Yuanying, when Fang He reached the fifth floor of Yuanying, the growth rate of Fang He's cultivation gradually slowed down.

"Enough, almost." Xie Lingtai's figure appeared slightly, and his sleeves were raised slightly, stopping Fang He from continuing to suck the spirit crystal. Looking at the powder on the ground, Xie Lingtai's eyes rarely flashed A little bit sad.

"Is it enough?" Fang He rubbed the spirit crystal reluctantly, then quickly put it back into his storage ring.

Xie Lingtai: "That's enough, although this spirit crystal can temporarily improve your cultivation, but it is only an inferior spirit crystal after all, and the spirit energy is not pure. After that, you have to remove these impurities from the meridians, otherwise, It will cause blockage of your meridians."

Fang He said "hmm" lightly, it was the first time he felt the spiritual power filling his body, the strange spiritual power was circulating in his meridians, as if it would burst out in the next second.He slowly raised his gaze and looked at the Sect Master of the Miscellaneous Sect.

The master of the Miscellaneous Sect snorted softly, raised his sleeve robe slightly, and said coldly: "With this method, you can only reach the fifth floor of Yuanying. I am afraid that Fellow Daoist Ling is not very talented."

Fang He didn't reply, or it could be said that all his attention is now on his hands.He slowly closed his eyes, imitating Xie Lingtai's sword, and gently raised it forward.

This posture of raising the sword is like the breeze gradually rising, catkins are flying, with a bit of softness and casualness, making people completely unable to grasp the crisis and awe-inspiring killing intent during it.

But with the continuous influx of spiritual power, the wind gradually roared, and the catkins became sharp blades, and before the sword fell, it carried a dead air.When Fang He's sword pointed lightly at the Sect Master of the Miscellaneous Sect, the Sect Master only felt a tightness in his heart.

In the next moment, all the strength is bursting out at this moment.The stones under their feet were annihilated into ashes at this moment, and the spiritual energy in this piece of heaven and earth was completely evacuated at this moment, and all the light spots and crises lingered on Fang He's sword.

One sword shocked the world.

The master of the miscellaneous sect only felt a tingling pain in his arm.He lowered his eyes slightly, and saw a bloodstain on his arm.The wound was deep enough to show the bone, and the Zongzong Sect Master could clearly feel a piercing pain in his arm.

But luckily... Maybe it was because of "Zhen Ling"'s nervousness, the sword fell off the sidelines, otherwise it would land on his vital point, and he might be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

"One sword." Fang He's voice was slightly low, as if fluttering in the wind.Before the lord of Miscellaneous Sect could catch his breath, the next sword strike came one after another.

When the sword light approached, the pupils of the Miscellaneous Sect Master shrank slightly.

The sword light grazed his cheek directly, and a bloodstain was drawn on his face.Drops of blood splashed onto the ground, staining his clothes blood red.

The lord of Miscellaneous Sect squinted his eyes slightly. He could feel that the sword light this time was stronger than last time, but it still didn't hit his vital point.

Are you nervous again?

The lord of Miscellaneous Sect raised his eyes and looked at Fang He.His gaze fell on Fang He's face for a moment.This glance directly made his heart tremble.

The other party was so nervous that his hands were shaking!

He was obviously too calm to be more calm.

The scar on his face was exactly the same as the wound on "Xian Ling"'s face in terms of length and severity, and the wound on his arm was exactly the same as the wound on Mo Jitian's hand!

This "extraordinary spirit" is clearly taking revenge!

"Two swords." Fang He said the number very coldly.After saying these two words, Fang He raised his sword again, this time before the sword was raised, snow began to fall around him.

Crystal clear snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, and the surrounding temperature dropped all of a sudden. As Fang He's sword momentum was brewing, the temperature also became lower and lower.

In the end, a thick snow piled up under their feet.

As the snowflakes fluttered, Fang He's sword finally came out.The moment the sword light came on, Fang He's voice sounded coldly: "Three swords."

With a sound of "tearing", the clothes of the head of the Miscellaneous Sect were torn, exposing a large piece of skin.The sword light mercilessly passed across, leaving a deep scar on his chest.The spiritual power in the main body of Miscellaneous Sect was aroused by this sword at this moment, and it was a little more chaotic, and the blood was slightly surging.

The torn clothes on his body were blown by the wind, making a "crash" sound, as if mocking what the Zongzong Sect Master said just now-he said that Fang He's sword could not break his clothing.

At the time of the third sword strike, the master of Miscellaneous Sect could clearly feel the monstrous sword power lingering on the tip of Fang He's sword.If this sword force is a little bit stronger, it may directly make him vomit blood.

When the three swords were over, Fang He slightly put away the sword in his hand.He slightly raised his chin and said, "The bet is over."

The lord of the Miscellaneous Sect is in an unprecedented embarrassment at this moment, but even so, he still stands proudly with his chest upright.Isn't it just a third-rate sect, they just take it.

Otherwise... the lord of the miscellaneous sect glanced at the lords of the seven sects of Jianzong, otherwise these old fellows would unite to deal with him.

This Tianji sect can leap from a third-rate sect to a first-class sect, so next time, their miscellaneous sect will naturally be able to do so.

This is the background and confidence of the once first-class sect.

He lightly raised his robe, looked at the disciples of Miscellaneous Sect and said, "What are you doing here, let's go."

Hundreds of people from the miscellaneous sect left in a mighty way.Seeing their figures disappear from sight, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

This is a great event!

Countless sects rise and fall, changing the fate of many people!

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes could not help but fall on Tianjizong.Since then, the world has lost a third-rate sect, the Tianji Sect.

But now, they should call Tianji Sect a first-class sect!

The disciples of Tianji Sect couldn't accept this fact for a moment, and they didn't react until countless disciples crowded around them, and everyone congratulated them with a smiling face.

The cheers burst out in an instant!

From now on, they will be the first-class sect——Tianji Sect!

Zuhe and the others looked for the figure of "Shen Ling" in the crowd, but they didn't want "Shen Ling" to disappear.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the crowd, Fang He and Shi Shuo walked towards the cram school.Now that the only disciple in the Second Heaven has been found, he naturally wants Shi Shuo to...

Recognize ancestors.

Go to the cram school to teach Shi Shuo, and according to the timing on the screen of the cram school, Shi Shuo's class has been delayed for almost a year!

If there is no class, the cram school will not recognize Shi Shuo as Fang He's student.And the spirit crystals handed over by Shi Shuo will be swallowed up by this unscrupulous businessman!

Fang He also saw the message on the screen just now.He rarely turned on the system recently, so naturally he didn't know about it.And the system had the audacity not to remind him.

Shi Shuo was dragged into a daze by Fang He.He originally thought that when teachers and students met, although they would not hold hands and look at each other with tears in their eyes, at least they should catch up on the old days.

It never occurred to him that the first time Fang He saw him was to ask him to tutor him.If he remembers correctly, the cram school seems to be a piece of land now.

Outdoor tutoring?