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

Perhaps Fang He looked at it for too long, and the cultivator of the Miscellaneous Sect frowned displeased.He lazily leaned against Meng Jiaoyang's arms, with a little softness and laziness in his expression.He buried his head on Meng Jiaoyang's neck, and said to Meng Jiaoyang with a drawn out voice:

"We are here, what are we looking at with the monk. Why don't we go back quickly, how about we go to your room to discuss the Tao?"

When he said this, his voice was slightly ambiguous, and the breath he exhaled was densely fluttering on Meng Jiaoyang's neck.Meng Jiaoyang tilted his head slightly, he coughed lightly, and the tips of his ears became slightly rosy.He looked up at Fang He, and asked with a serious expression:

"Fellow Daoist, I don't know if you have discovered anything."

Fang He smiled mysteriously, picked up the brush in his hand, swiped the brush, and wrote a sentence on it.The pen and ink smeared on the white paper, and it was a little wet.There are not many traces on the white paper.

The cultivator of the Miscellaneous Sect used to be flirting with Meng Jiaoyang, but when he saw Fang He start writing, he casually raised his eyes and looked over.Pen Mo Wuhen, which made him raise his eyebrows in surprise, and said coldly:

"Sure enough, it's for grandstanding."

Meng Jiaoyang didn't think so, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.He stood beside him quietly and waited.

Fang He wrote this character extremely quickly and in one go.He handed the paper he had just finished to Meng Jiaoyang, and whispered a word about Amitabha.He said: "If the benefactor wants to see it, he can input his spiritual power alone."

"After all, the less people know about the word Tianji, the better."

Meng Jiaoyang hummed softly, put the piece of paper close to his body, and said to Fang He, "I'm looking forward to the hexagram calculated by Fellow Daoist Spirit."

The cultivator of the miscellaneous sect raised his eyebrows, he pulled Meng Jiaoyang's arm in dissatisfaction, and after focusing Meng Jiaoyang's attention on himself, he said:

"I see, this monk is lying to you. Naturally, he wants as few people as possible to know about it. I heard that the Tianji Sect was previously called the Sect of Liars."

The miscellaneous sect disciples belittled Fang He's sect without hesitation. His tone was a little arrogant and condescending. He had been a first-rate sect disciple for so many years, and even now he became a third-rate sect disciple. Confident and assertive.

What's more, now that he has Meng Jiaoyang as his confidence and backing, this miscellaneous sect disciple speaks unceremoniously, and directly speaks out the rumors in the market.

When Meng Jiaoyang came to do a fortune-telling, many ordinary monks surrounded him.They were very curious about the stall opened by "Shen Ling", but the other party was only considered as the arrogance of heaven, and it was not an exception at all, allowing ordinary disciples to count.

At this moment when they heard the disciples of the Miscellaneous Sect so boldly utter the recent rumors in front of "Zhen Ling", they couldn't help but feel a little shocked in their eyes.

They looked up and down at the cultivator beside Meng Jiaoyang.The other party is very beautiful, with the ultimate charm in every gesture, even the flamboyance and confidence between the brows, which match the red dress he is wearing now.His brows and eyes were slightly raised, revealing a supreme style.

Who is this person, dare to say!

Ever since the Tianji Sect moved to the Zazong Mountain, rumors have spread everywhere in this first-rate city. The most talked about among them is that the Tianji Sect is not worthy of the reputation of a first-rate sect, and the "liar" sect The title is getting louder and louder.

These are things that people are discussing in private, but they don't want to be stabbed in front of Fang He by this "female monk".

After the miscellaneous sect cultivator finished speaking, he looked straight at "Shen Ling" and waited for the other party's answer with his chin raised.

Fang He, who was standing opposite him, had no anger on his face.His slender fingers picked up the wooden fish mallet and knocked it down slowly. The dull knocking sound echoed between the sky and the earth. up, with a "clang" sound.

This sound resounded throughout the world, and people trembled slightly in their hearts. They could feel that when the wooden fish hammer fell on the wooden fish, the heaven and the earth echoed, and the aura vibrated slowly, as if matching Fang He.

Fang He sighed, "Amitabha."

Fang He raised his eyes slowly, his eyes fell on the cultivator of Miscellaneous Sect, and he sighed softly, "Since the benefactor doesn't believe it, why don't you try it yourself and make a calculation."

The miscellaneous sect monk said quickly: "I have no money."

Fang He: "If it doesn't work and it doesn't work, then naturally I won't accept the money. So far, none of the hexagrams from the poor monk have failed. If the donor doesn't try, isn't he afraid? The hexagrams of the poor monk are accurate."

The cultivator of the Miscellaneous Sect laughed outright, his brows and eyes slightly curved, his eyes fell directly on Fang He, he looked at him for a long time, and then said: "Okay, then I will count it as a divination."

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't want Fang He to put away his pen, ink, paper and inkstone.In just a few breaths, the paving was completed.

Fang He didn't even look at the miscellaneous sect monks in front of him, he turned around and stepped into the cram school.The indifferent figure was reflected in everyone's field of vision.

Shi Shuo, who had been staying silent next to Fang He, swiftly put the pile of things into the storage bag, stepped forward, and said coldly to the miscellaneous sect cultivator, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! Fellow Daoist only counts one hexagram a day, and today’s portion has already been counted. If you are interested, fellow Daoist, you might as well come back tomorrow.”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Meng Jiaoyang with a little curiosity, and said: "Meng Tianjiao will be free at that time, so you might as well take a closer look. After all, there has never been an inaccurate fortune-telling by Fellow Daoist Jin Ling. Maybe, I can protect you at critical times."

After saying this, he turned around and left, following Fang He's footsteps.Once the door of the cram school was closed, no one could see what was going on inside.

"Playing tricks." The cultivator of Miscellaneous Sect snorted coldly, raised the corner of his mouth, and said to Meng Jiaoyang: "The bad guy has finally left, and now we can have a good communication."

Meng Jiaoyang gave a casual hum, and touched the jade ring on his waist.When Shi Shuo said this just now, he always felt that the piece of paper Fang He had just given him had something very important written on it.

He embraced the beauty in his arms, and always felt a chill down his spine. At this moment, he had no intention of flirting at all.

What exactly did this "extraordinary spirit" figure out?

As soon as Fang He stepped into the door of the cram school, the smile on his face couldn't stop overflowing.He went upstairs while laughing, sat next to the podium, and watched Meng Jiaoyang disappear from his sight together with his beauty from top to bottom.

The figure of Xie Lingtai appeared in front of Fang He. He saw the scene just now. Seeing Fang He smiling so heartily, he couldn't help asking Fang He:

"what are you laughing at?"

Fang He slowly brewed a pot of tea for himself. When the tea mist rose, a peaceful and leisurely atmosphere rippling, and his mood gradually calmed down.He said slowly:

"The female monk just now is a man."

male.Xie Lingtai's mind hadn't turned around for a while.When he realized what Fang He was talking about, there was a little surprise between his brows.

Even he didn't recognize the other party as a man after meeting him just now.The opponent's camouflage technique is really good.

It's just that Xie Lingtai has never heard of such a thing.He has a cold personality, and ordinary gossip does not reach his ears.Everyone in the world thinks that he has a noble temperament, and will skip this topic intentionally or unintentionally.

"That's right." Fang He raised his eyebrows and smiled, he naturally understood Xie Lingtai's voice-over, and pretended not to hear it at the moment.He moved his face slightly closer, and said to Xie Lingtai familiarly:

"You said that Meng Jiaoyang read the note I wrote, can he guess what I mean?"

He just quoted a poem on the earth on that piece of paper - the famous "male rabbit's feet are fluttering, and the female rabbit's eyes are blurred; two rabbits walk side by side, who can tell whether I am male or female?", the hint is obvious.

This dream is hot and suave, full of flowers and grass, and peach blossoms are exuberant, but she never thought that the person next to her at this moment is not a woman, it is really ridiculous.

Seeing the face approaching suddenly, Xie Lingtai was slightly taken aback.At such a close distance, he could clearly feel Fang He's breathing, one after another, hitting his face densely.

The breath seemed to pass through his face and hit the apex of his heart.Xie Lingtai hummed softly, then felt a little unable to sit still, his eyes fell on Fang He and said:

"The world of the third heaven is not simple. I will explain the situation of the third heaven to you in detail when you have collected enough luck."

Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "Your father..."

Xie Lingtai had just raised his head when he saw that Fang He's face changed in an instant. When he heard the word "Father", his brows and eyes, which were originally raised, drooped instantly, and he looked extremely depressed. His expression There was even a hint of sadness in the voice.

He said: "I made a fortune for my father before, but with my current ability, I can only vaguely feel where he is."

When Xie Lingtai heard this unexpected answer, he couldn't help raising his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on Fang He.

Fang He reckoned and said, "It's roughly in the sixth and seventh heaven."

Xie Lingtai pondered: "This is the real upper heaven." Even he only stayed in the fifth heaven.

Fang He breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a headache, "Yes, I don't know when I will be able to meet my father again." When he said this, Fang He's groan was faintly crying.

This made Xie Lingtai raise his eyes involuntarily, and they happened to bump into Fang He's eyes.Fang He's eyes were clear, and his pupils clearly reflected his figure.He raised his head slightly, and the light from the outside world poured into his eyes completely, as if the whole world, only he stayed in it forever.

Xie Lingtai's heart trembled slightly. He saw Fang He blink his eyes, the rosy color blurred slightly in his brows and eyes, and his originally fair skin showed a bit of tenderness.His slender eyelashes were stained with water, which made his heart soften.

He said: "The sixth heaven, it just so happens that I am only short of the last step to climb the fairy ladder. When it is completed, I can go up to the sixth heaven. I can help you find out."

Fang He's heart tightened, and before his brain had time to make up a reason, he heard Xie Lingtai say slowly: "It's just that, I think it's better for you to come in person for things like looking for your father. After all, cause and effect are all involved. on you."

Fang He nodded repeatedly.

Xie Lingtai said: "So, you have to hurry up to the fifth heaven to meet me."

What are you doing in the fifth heaven? Did you shave your hair?

Although Fang He complained in his heart, his face was still calm. He responded with a wry smile in a low voice: "I also want to meet my father soon, I really can't wait."

Meng Jiaoyang came to ask for a fortune teller. After a day of precipitation, almost everyone heard about it.Many monks who knew Meng Jiaoyang went to the Taoist sect to inquire about Meng Jiaoyang, but they didn't see Meng Jiaoyang.

A Taoist disciple said that ever since Meng Jiaoyang read the note given by "Shen Ling" that day, he was in a trance, as if he had received a huge blow, and went to retreat directly, even the cultivator of the Miscellaneous Sect who had been loving him recently , Meng Jiaoyang drove him away.

Very good!

It's Shiling's note!

After hearing the words of the Taoist disciples, everyone locked on the key words in the words at this moment.The next day, more and more monks gathered around Fang He's booth.

Fang He's small shop was immediately surrounded by water.

He just sat there, the wooden fish kept beating, but no one dared to ask.No one knew what kind of blow Meng Jiaoyang had suffered.

Meng Jiaoyang's encounter directly stopped the Tianjiao who were eager to try and go forward.Everyone is waiting for an opportunity.

This opportunity has been waiting for five days.

On the sixth day, Meng Jiaoyang finally came out of his room.After he came out of the room, he didn't go anywhere, and flew towards Fang He with momentum like a rainbow.

His movement was extremely noisy, and almost all the disciples saw his figure passing through the air like a bolt of lightning.The monks passing by only had time to take a quick look at him, only to see the furious look on his face.

"That was Meng Jiaoyang Meng Tianjiao just now??" Someone said in disbelief.Although Meng Jiaoyang is a little casual emotionally, but at the same time, he is also recognized as a good-tempered person, and he never gets angry because of anything, but now, even if they are far away, they can still feel the anger in Meng Jiaoyang. .

"It seems to be, but I don't know what made him so angry?"

"Haven't you heard that since the ghost gave him a note, he has been staying in the room, and this is the first time he has appeared in public for so many days."

"I can see that he is heading towards the cram school. It seems that he is looking for Zhiling."

"Quick, let's go and have a look, maybe we can find out something else!"

Everyone's faces were filled with excitement, and their figures quickly followed behind Meng Jiaoyang.

Now in the Second Heaven, there are two most curious questions.

The first one is, what is the content of the note that Shen Ling wrote to Meng Jiaoyang.The second is whether the hexagram of the spirit is accurate or not.

Now, maybe they will know the answer.

This mighty group of troops followed behind Meng Jiaoyang. It was impossible for Meng Jiaoyang to be unaware, but now his attention was not here at all.He stopped two or three miles away from the cram school, and walked towards Fang He's booth.

It was only at this time that people could clearly see that Meng Jiaoyang was unrestrained at the moment, his loose robes were fluttering in the air, and his expression could not help but be a little anxious.He strode up to Fang He, took out the note from before, and asked Fang He:

"Is the content on this true?"

The wooden fish mallet in Fang He's hand paused slightly, and after he finished reading the rest of the Buddhist scriptures, he raised his eyes unhurriedly. With this look, he saw an ambiguous mark on Meng Jiaoyang's neck.

This battle is quite intense.

Fang He sighed in his heart, he put down the things in his hands and said, "Whether it is true or not, hasn't the benefactor already tried it?"

try……

As soon as these two words came out, Meng Jiaoyang coughed lightly. He took out three or four thousand spirit crystals from the storage bag, placed them in front of Fang He and said:

"Then next, I want to do a fortune telling."

Three or four thousand spirit crystals.This spirit crystal made Fang He's heart skip a beat, he raised his eyes calmly, and his eyes fell on Meng Jiaoyang's body and said:

"I want to figure out where that nasty guy is."

Fang He accepted the spirit crystals, and three or four thousand spirit crystals were credited, which gave Fang He a little confidence.This time, after knowing what Meng Jiaoyang was asking for, Fang He no longer used the "Dawn of the Future" skill, but asked Shi Shuo, who was following behind, to invite out his Buddha statue.

The golden Buddha statue was moved to the public, and the bright sunlight fell on the golden appearance, as if it was fused with a golden light.

Fang He lit the incense, and the smoke on the incense stick curled up, hovered in front of the Buddha for a while, and then slowly spread out towards the sky and the earth.After doing all this, he took out a token from his storage ring, enshrined it in front of the Buddha, raised the wooden fish mallet to hit the wooden fish, and recited the Buddhist scriptures he had just learned recently.

The wooden fish beat rhythmically, and the aura between the heaven and the earth seemed to be activated, making it a little more slow and gentle.The bright, fiery sun above his head seemed to be pulled over at this moment, and the warm sunlight illuminated the golden robe on Fang He's body, shining brightly.

Although Meng Jiaoyang's mood was a little impatient, he knew that divination had a necessary process.He waited patiently, and suddenly in an instant, he felt all the golden lights melted together, unable to distinguish each other.

In such a dazzling golden light, Fang He once again saw the causal line.The intertwined lines of cause and effect are intertwined with each other, shuttling between the heaven and the earth, so densely packed that it is impossible to tell who is who for a while.

It can be said that in Fang He's eyes at this moment, the world is filled with causal lines.Fang He's eyes fell on Meng Jiaoyang's body, and he saw the thread of cause and effect winding around him at this moment.

Meng Jiaoyang has many causal lines. He has lived in this second heaven for more than 30 years, and talking and chatting with others will produce karma.

Not to mention, Meng Jiaoyang's bohemian lifestyle.Fang He could even see several causal lines implicating the female cultivator standing not far away.And one of these causal threads is clearly freshly plated with gold.The dazzling gold is darker than the few gold threads next to it.

And this causal line extends directly to the south.

"Nan." Fang He's voice was somewhat cold. Although he was very close, the voice seemed to fall from the distant horizon, and it fluttered into Meng Jiaoyang's ear.

After Fang He finished this sentence, he didn't say any more.He slightly paused the wooden fish mallet in his hand, and the golden light that melted together separated instantly at this moment.Fang He's face appeared after the golden light dissipated, looking a bit otherworldly.

Instead of looking at Meng Jiaoyang's delighted face, he raised his head and his eyes fell on the sky above his head.When he said the word "South", he could clearly feel that the luck between heaven and earth was disturbed.A trace of luck fell from the sky, split into two halves, and wrapped around Fang He and Shi Shuo.

The system panel in front of Fang He jumped out automatically.On the light blue screen, there was an extra line of small characters——

Received a bonus of one point for the second level of Tiandao luck, and the luck is automatically configured and blessed.

Fang He raised his eyebrows slightly. Obviously, the story between Meng Jiaoyang and that miscellaneous sect monk is not simple, at least for the second heaven, it is especially important.

Shi Shuo also sensitively sensed the breath of heaven.Some guesses surfaced in his mind, and when he looked up, he saw Fang He nodded towards him as if nothing had happened.This invisibly confirmed his conjecture.

He licked his lips, only feeling a little frustrated.After all, he has been in this second heaven for more than a year, but he is not as fast as Mr. Fang in collecting luck. In just a few days, everything is on the right track.

It's just that after being decadent, he ushered in a raging fighting spirit.He must work harder in the future to strive for the green out of the blue and better than the blue.

After Meng Jiaoyang heard Fang He's divination result, he immediately flew towards the south.As soon as he moved, a monk stood in front of Fang He almost in the next moment. He raised the corner of his mouth towards Fang He and said:

"Master Zhenling, I can barely count the word "Shang Tianjiao", why don't you help me do the math tomorrow?"

As soon as this monk appeared, Fang He could feel the strong spiritual power in him. Given his age and cultivation base, such an ability could indeed be regarded as the arrogance of heaven.

Fang He is not that picky, as long as he can be regarded as the pride of heaven, he responded softly: "Okay, then tomorrow."

"And me and me."

Countless arrogances surged up crazily, completely surrounding Fang He's small stall.Shi Shuo stepped forward slightly and registered the group of them.

Meng Jiaoyang's endorsement effect was obviously very good. In such a short period of time, more than 30 young talents signed up.According to this trend, after about three months, they will be able to go up to the third heaven.

Really looking forward to it.

Fang He stepped into the cram school. As soon as he opened the classroom, he saw Zu He running around naked, with hot water dripping down the ground along his body.

"It's so hot, it's so hot... Help me, Shi Ling, the pot in your cram school is going to eat people!"

Fang He saw that someone had added a pot of water to the dry bottom of the pot, and there was a towel beside it.Under the bottom of the pot, there is also a pile of spirit crystals, as if adding spirit crystals to adjust the temperature anytime and anywhere.

Fang He: ...

Judging from this posture, this Zuhe has become more and more used to staying here.

It was the first time he saw students taking a sauna in the classroom!