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

The strong smell of blood floated faintly in the air, and the swaying wind in the air carried an unconcealable chilling smell.

Fang He squinted his eyes slightly, muttering words, and the spiritual power of his whole body was continuously poured into the Zen stick in his hand, and the Zen stick emitted a golden dazzling light, covering him firmly inside.

With a slight turn of the Buddha string in his hand, the thread connecting the beads suddenly split, and each beads charged towards the sword cultivators with a strong golden light.

The sword cultivators raised their eyes slightly, looking at the Buddha beads with disdain.These Buddhist beads are round and round, without the slightest lethality. One of the sword cultivators took a step forward, and the sword force slightly raised. The layers of sword force were overwhelming, and they landed on the floating beads in the air.

The Buddha beads seemed to be frightened by the monstrous sword force. Before the sword force came, they dodged around. The neatly arranged beads shook up and down, showing a bit of panic.

"Trash." The sword cultivator raised the corners of his lips slightly, and he seemed to be able to see the scene where the Buddhist beads were splitting in all directions.His gaze moved slightly, and just as his gaze was about to fall on Shi Shuo, he felt a slight change in the atmosphere in the air.

A strong sense of crisis emerged in his heart, and he turned his head quickly, only to see that the scene he had imagined did not appear at all.

With the power of his sword, the Buddha beads swayed around, moved their positions, and finally fixed in mid-air.At this moment, the air shook slightly, and even the surrounding spiritual power froze together.

The beads were spinning yo-yo, getting faster and faster.With the operation of the beads, the golden light flowing on the surface turned into a fiery red at this moment, as if it could no longer be suppressed, the fiery red fragments burst out.

With a sound of "boom", the fragments scattered and jumped to the surroundings. The ground was impacted by this force and shook up and down.Even the platform made several echoes due to the vibration.

The sword cultivator just had no time to dodge, he was blown upright, blood was all over his chest, his hand couldn't help but loosen due to the pain, and the sword in his hand was stuck on the ground like this.

Not only this sword cultivator, but also other people standing not far away, they were also affected by the sudden explosion without any surprise, their wounds were scorched and bloody.

Everyone stopped moving at this moment.Their eyes fell on Fang He involuntarily, with a somewhat terrified expression on his face.

What happened just now, what happened?

Fang He, who was watched by everyone, his eyes flickered slightly, and his expression was full of unbearable expression.The Zen stick in his hand trembled slightly, and finally he closed his eyes and said with great compassion:

"Amitabha, the poor monk does not want to."

Don't want to be a ghost!

The eyes of all the sword repairers flickered slightly, and their eyes all fell on Fang He at this moment, so naturally they didn't miss his eager expression.

Seeing Fang He stretching out his hand and touching the Buddhist beads on his wrist again, the sword cultivators took a step back in unison.

Some of them were injured just now, and a sharp pain was still lingering on the wound at this moment. After seeing the round and round beads again, they felt that the wound on their body hurt even more.

This monk, although he looks harmless and weak on the surface, in fact his hands are covered with blood.

They never thought that among these people, the one who made them feel the most fearful was not Shi Shuo or Lu Aotian, but Fang He!

"Sure enough, it's worthy of one hundred assessment points." A sword repairer licked his lips, his spiritual power began to surge, his eyes fixed on Fang He, and he said to other teammates:

"The explosion just now was so powerful, and it required a huge amount of spiritual power. I'm afraid it can only be used once in a short period of time. Otherwise, why did this monk talk to us so much, just throw a few strings of Buddhist beads together, and it's over." Yet?"

"Right, Master Fang?" The sword cultivator raised his brows slightly and asked Fang He.His gaze and expression were full of certainty, and he was extremely sure of his guess just now.

"You can try." Fang He raised his brows slightly, lowered his head and played with the Buddhist beads in his hand, and said slowly, "It's just that poor monks have always been unable to control their own strength when they make shots. This benefactor can Be prepared."

"Hmph." The sword repairman snorted coldly, his eyes fell on Fang He, with extremely strong hatred.For some reason, when he saw this monk, his heart was filled with displeasure.

A monk who came from a small world really doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and is so simple that he thinks that he can scare them by playing his cards in advance?

Jianxiu raised his hand slightly, and a huge sword appeared in his hand.Above the giant sword, countless auras condensed into subtle and subtle dragons, constantly shuttling around the giant sword.The aura on his body soared upwards, and his eyes fell on Fang He fiercely, his eyes filled with strong killing intent.

"This person is not simple." Lu Aotian suppressed the smile on his face, his eyes became extremely serious, and quickly told Fang He, "Although I don't know him, I know that his sect is Yujian Zong's disciple."

"Looking at his aura and the attitude of the surrounding sect disciples, I think his strength should not be weak."

Fang He nodded. The sword cultivator in front of him was obviously stronger than the people around him. He stood in the middle from the beginning. Obviously, the sword cultivators around him were all headed by him.

Thinking of this, Fang He's expression couldn't help but become a little excited and excited.He turned the Buddhist beads lightly in his hand, but his spiritual consciousness sank into the storage ring, and he took out the elixir he had just used from it.

Speaking of which, this bottle of medicine was given to him by He Sanxi.He originally thought that the power was not enough, so he specially combined and arranged them into a formation.

In this way, the power is greater than he imagined, just to see if the sword repairman in front of him can bear such power.

Fang He stared at the sword cultivator opposite, and saw him attacking him with a sword. The strong sword power enveloped the surroundings, blocking the light between the sky and the earth.Under this pitch-black scene, only the sword in his hand was the only point of light.

The opponent was merciless, obviously not intending to save Fang He's life.Fang He was also not polite, his brows twitched, his palms turned slightly, and all the Buddhist beads in his hand were replaced by pills at this moment.

The hard pill hit the opponent, the fiery red color directly split the darkness, and the dazzling flame burned blazingly at this moment.These pills allow you to quickly change the formation in the air, and get stuck into the nodes in the air at the last moment.

With the sound of "boom", there was a huge booming sound in people's ears, the dazzling fire suddenly appeared, and the billowing thick smoke sprayed upwards and surged out.

The surrounding spiritual energy also became extremely unstable, and began to shake up and down, as if it would also explode.The towering trees that were originally shrouded in the surrounding area were instantly wiped out by the impact of this huge force.

It wasn't until the thick smoke slowly dissipated that people saw everything in front of them.The surroundings became open, and the remaining flames appeared on the ground, and unfathomable cracks appeared in front of everyone.

Under such soot flying, strong sunlight penetrated down and fell directly on Fang He's body.Fang He walked over slowly, his eyes fell on the huge pit in front of him, his expression was indifferent.

Just now, he could clearly feel that the other party's killing intent was tightly entangled with him. As long as the pill in his hand exploded a second later, it would not be the other party lying on the ground, but him.

Fang He's eyes were filled with a bit of indifference, he slowly closed his eyes, and whispered softly: "Amitabha."

This Amitabha Buddha went down, and the sluggish sword repairmen around came back to their senses. Their eyes fell on Fang He's wrist, and when they saw the familiar Buddha string still entwined above, their expressions were full of horror.

They never expected that the attack just now was not Fang He's hole card at all.As long as Fang He thinks, he can fry them with Buddha skewers anytime and anywhere.

This is too scary!

The sword cultivators looked at each other, and they all understood what each other was thinking.When Fang He approached again, the sword cultivators all circulated their aura and turned around to run away.

The other party is not a monk, he is clearly a devil!

If they don't run away, I'm afraid they will have to confess here.

Fang He just stood there, and the five monks behind him all set off.Several screams sounded from the depths of the quiet forest, piercing the heart.

When they came back again, the eyes of the other five people were full of satisfaction. At the same time, their eyes fell on Fang He with a little weirdness.

Sword cultivators are recognized in the comprehension world as not to be trifled with.They originally thought that there would be a hard battle to fight, but before they could attack, Fang He went down lightly, and the group of sword repairers ran away.

When they followed up to fight just now, they could clearly sense the other party's panic. This kind of panic did not seem to be disguised, but was expressed from the inside out, which made their hearts tremble up and down.

Even Lu Aotian, he couldn't help slowing down his pace, feeling a little grateful in his heart.Fortunately, when he was fighting against Fang He before, the opponent didn't hit him that much, otherwise he might not be able to stand here with his whole body and tail.

"Brother Fang, ah." He Sanxi couldn't help but praised.He has been in this forest for so long, and this is the first time he knows what it means to have no suspense.He threw the swords in his hand on the ground, raised his chin towards Mubu and asked, "Can these swords be made into a knife?"

The knife in his hand was broken during the battle because it couldn't bear his current attack. The blade was smashed to pieces, and there was no possibility of repairing it.Fortunately, these sword cultivators have a lot of wealth, and a random sword is much better than the knife in his hand.

Mubu squatted down, turned the swords up and down with his fingers, finally nodded, and said with great certainty: "Yes, the sword you made will be much better than the one you made before." She slightly raised her hand, Then he put away the swords on the ground, and his eyes fell on the platform not far away.

No matter how intensely they have just supplied, the 580 No. [-] platform is still firmly standing there.He Sanxi took a step forward, his gaze sank, and he landed on the platform, finally stood up and sat cross-legged.

On the platform, streaks of blood appeared in front of Fang He and the others.The blood streak kept moving forward, and finally enveloped He Sanxi in it.The red light kept shuttling through his body, and the blood in his body rolled up and down, making people feel the exuberant vitality in his body.

A look of surprise flashed across Mu Bu's eyebrows, she turned her head to Fang He and said, "Let's go, it seems that this platform has really never been used."

Fang He and his group followed Mubu and stepped up slowly.Following He Sanxi's example, he sat down cross-legged.

The spiritual power spun three or four times in his body, and a familiar and cold voice sounded in his ears:

"Current assessment point: 350 eight points, one supply of blood energy, [-] assessment points are needed, whether to confirm the exchange. Once exchanged, the [-]-point assessment will not be recorded as being assessed."

Fang He: "Exchange."

The strength of that sword cultivator is really strong.Fang He got 250 and eight assessment points from him.

When Fang He uttered the word exchange, the atmosphere around him changed, thick blood power wrapped around his body, and the surrounding spiritual power became vigorous and active. Fang He calmed down, and the spiritual power Continue the trajectory just now, flowing in the meridians.

Fang He can clearly feel that his body and soul are more compatible, and he can even clearly feel that his muscles are tighter, and every minute and every second seems to be injected with infinite power.The blood gurgled and flowed in the meridians, making a cheerful and crisp sound.

After an hour passed, Fang He slowly opened his eyes. He glanced at his palm, as if he could feel the exuberant vitality through the skin.

"It's really amazing." Fang He couldn't help sighing.

"It's amazing." He Sanxi said hehe, now he has a new knife in his hand, both the material and the refinement are much better than before.

Fang He's eyes fell on his saber, and he couldn't help being stunned: "This is..."

"Mubu built this for me when you were practicing just now. How about it? It's not bad." After saying this, his arm trembled slightly, and the saber blew three times.Each chime lasted longer than the previous one.

Fang He nodded: "That's right."

"Since you are well, let's get up quickly and go to the next platform." He Sanxi said while wiping the knife with a square handkerchief in his hand, "Fang Daoyou, you are the only one missing."

After being told by He Sanxi, Fang He realized that at the moment, he was the only one on platform 580 of [-] who was still practicing cross-legged, and the others were standing aside.

Fang He stood up from the platform, smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes, and said slowly to everyone, "Let's go."

During these three days, Fang He and his group searched for them one by one according to the platform numbers. Sometimes, they were lucky and found some undiscovered unowned platforms, but more often, they Often return in vain.

But despite this, everyone's blood was full, and every attack, body and spiritual energy were brought into full play.

During these three days, Fang He stepped on every corner of this forest.Every piece of land here has turned maroon, thick blood is buried deep in the ground, and countless bones are buried here.

When the sun on the seventh day fell from above the forest, the voice of the Heavenly Dao echoed in everyone's ears on time:

"Platform No. 580 No. [-] has no survivors."

"Platform No. 570 No. [-] has no survivors."

"Platform No. 280 No. [-] has no survivors."

"Platform 320 of [-] has no survivors."

"Number..."

As the number of platforms broadcast by Tiandao increased, Lu Aotian's face became more and more ugly.In such a long series of platform numbers, the monks of their third heaven accounted for more than half, which meant that the current form of their third heaven was very unfriendly.

Everyone was silent, their brows twitched slightly, and they recorded all the platform numbers that Tiandao had just broadcast.After the ownerless platform number was broadcast, Fang He heard the voice of Heaven again.

"On the second platform, Lu Renjia is dead."

"On the second platform, Pei Jueyi is dead."

Fang He raised his brows and eyes, and there was a bit of surprise in his eyes.Including Bu Zhongyao before, on their second platform, a total of three people died, and seven people survived.The probability of survival is already quite high.

When he heard the voice of Heavenly Dao stopped, Chen Bulao played with the talisman in his hand and said slowly: "Today is the seventh day."

"The real carnival is about to begin."

He Sanxi nodded and said: "The platforms that Tiandao just broadcast and the number of platforms we recorded before add up to 510 in total."

"This also means that in this forest, 180 monks have already died. Now there are a total of 820 surviving monks. These monks are not simple."

"Not easy?" Mu Bu raised her eyebrows, her charming face was full of confidence, the forging hammer in her hand fell to the ground, and the ground trembled, she said with a sneer, "Since you are here, it is naturally for the last Good to go."

"Take down all of their assessment points."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a piercing sound in the air, and an arrow just brushed Mu Bu's face and landed on the tree behind her.An extremely sexy and magnetic voice sounded in everyone's ears, with a little smile:

"Win all the assessment points? Are all the monks from the small world so bold now? Huh?"

The last word "um" exploded in everyone's ears with a little nasal sound.Everyone's scalps were numb, and their limbs couldn't help but feel a little soft.The voice just now seemed like someone lowered their body and spoke in their ears. The thin voice hit the base of their ears, making the tip of their ears a little red.

"Who?" Chen Bulao said in a deep voice, his face was shocked, with a little vigilance in his expression, his spiritual sense searched up and down, but he didn't notice the existence of that person.

"Who? Why, it's so ruthless that I don't even recognize it, obviously yesterday we..." The man's voice was drawn out, and the unfinished words made people think about it.Even He Sanxi and the others, who have been with Chen Bulao for the past few days, can't help but trust each other at this moment.

Being looked at by everyone with strange eyes, Chen Bulao's complexion turned dark, he couldn't help shaking his robe, and shouted at everyone: "What are you thinking, I don't know him at all."

"Yes, we didn't know each other at all yesterday." It seemed that he was amused by Chen Bulao's exasperated voice, and when the man's voice raised, the smile in his words became more obvious.

The mist rose in the distance, and in the misty white mist, a monk in red came walking.Every time his footsteps stepped on the ground, everyone's heart trembled slightly, as if being gently scratched by a feather.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, and all their eyes focused on the person who came, watching him clear the fog and appear in everyone's sight.

The person who came slowly smiled at everyone. In an instant, the sky and the earth were dimmed, and the sun and the moon were dimmed. People's eyes were fixed on each other, and their expressions flashed a bit of disbelief.

This monk looks extremely beautiful, as if Heavenly Dao has shared all his favor with him.His eyes flutter a little, and his gaze falls lightly on you, which can make you willing to bow your head and surrender.

"Who are you?" Mu Bu came to her senses first, and she said in surprise.

The man gave a light laugh, and after he lowered his head to smooth out the folds of his robe, he opened his mouth slowly, word by word, and casually said:

"I, my name is Chaowei."

"Chaowei?" Others are not familiar with this name, but Lu Aotian is very familiar with it. His eyes fell on the other person, his eyes widened slightly, and he repeated again:

"Are you Chaowei? That Chaowei from Hehuan Sect?"

Hehuan sect?

The name sounds very exciting!

Fang He's expression lifted, and he looked up and down the other party, but he didn't feel the smell of dust from the other party, what he had was just arrogance.

"That's right, it's me." Zhao Wei said, his eyes only lingered on Lu Aotian for a while, and finally, in the blink of an eye, his eyes fell on Fang He.

When he saw Fang He, his expression became playful, he raised his eyebrows, and asked Fang He:

"I heard from Li Wansheng that you, a little monk, know a place where you can learn everything. What is it called..."

"You're talking about the comprehension cram school?" Fang He's expression became excited.He didn't expect that Li Wansheng was so good that he recommended freshmen to him before he became his student.

Thinking of this, Fang He's eyes fell on Chao Wei's body, and he looked him up and down.The other party was extremely gorgeous and extravagant in both clothing and attire, and the whole person revealed the word "rich" from top to bottom.

It looks like a big fat sheep.

"That's right, it's this comprehension cram school. I heard from Li Wansheng that it's amazing." Zhao Wei tapped his palm lightly, looked at Fang He with fixed eyes, and asked:

"Is there really anything you can learn and teach?"

Fang He nodded, and praised with all his life's skills: "I heard that this comprehension cram school is in heaven and earth. It knows everything, and it can teach all students. It knows everything and knows everything. Xiao, there are legends about it spreading everywhere in the Nine Heavens."

"That would be great." Zhao Wei's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the corner of his mouth raised an excited and bright smile. Under the gaze of everyone, he slowly opened his mouth and said to Fang He:

"I don't know if the comprehension cram school can teach me how to have sex with fish and water?"

Fang He:? ? ?

The joy of fish and water, is it just the joy of fish and water, or is it what he thinks?