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

Facts have proved that these students from the scrap material union have cast aside their usual aesthetic concepts, and they are still quite interesting.

The long black hair hangs down naturally, draped over the shoulders, and the white robe shows more temperament.They stood in front of Fang He, their handsome faces stared at Fang He in unison, causing a great visual impact.

Fang He nodded in satisfaction, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Since everything is ready, follow me."

After saying this, he turned and went upstairs.

There are currently only two classrooms on the second floor, and there are students in these two classrooms now.The place Fang He wanted to take them to was naturally the third classroom——

The one where the cram school charges 880 eight spirit crystals.

Fang He watched with heartache as the spirit crystal in the storage utensil disappeared for a little while, and his eyes fell on the door of the classroom.At the doorknob, the previous toll sign has disappeared, replaced by a bunch of keys inserted in the door lock.

Fang He stretched out his hand and turned the key, opening the classroom door.This classroom is extremely spacious, but it is not filled with tables and chairs.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but there are only six sets of tables and chairs here, and one of them happens to be his podium.

The students from the Scrap Material Union who were following him saw everything in front of them and said "wow". They looked at the black machine that was suspended above their heads and radiated light, and couldn't help asking Fang He:

"Teacher, what is this?"

Fang He glanced at it: "This is a projector." It's just that he hasn't used this projector for a long time.Except for the disciples of the Scrap Materials Union, the rest of his students are taught one-on-one individually, so there is no need to waste a lot of effort to turn on a projector.

But things are different now.

Fang He glanced at the five students from the Waste Materials Union.Zuhe is a little better, he has experienced the magic of cram school, so he is sitting in his seat at the moment, and you wait patiently for the start of the class.

It was the other monks, who were not very peaceful, they fumbled here and there, turned their desks and chairs upside down, and made ding-dong noises.

Fang He's hands were a little itchy, and he missed the ruler Tao Lele made.He raised the corners of his mouth, and just landed on the podium firmly, watching the movements of these students.

After about a minute or two, these students finally realized that something was wrong.They subconsciously looked at Fang He, and saw that the other party's gaze was always on them, cold and harsh.

This made the sound of them turning the table a little quieter, and finally they all stopped by coincidence, imitating Zu He's appearance, and sat on the chairs.

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, no matter how perverse these students were, Fang He watched them at this moment, and they dared not say a word.

Fang He raised his eyebrows, but he didn't speak first.He glanced down at the drawer in the podium.Sure enough, a computer was found inside.

This is the first time a computer has appeared in so many classrooms.

Fang He reached out and touched it.As soon as he started using it, he knew that the computer had been modified by the cram school, and the weight and texture were a little different.

He turned on the computer according to the original operation, plugged in the adapter, and the screen in the computer was naturally connected to the projector.

The moment he plugged in the adapter, Fang He could see that at the same time, a bright formation lit up on the screens of the computer and the projector.

The formation floated above, and the light of the huge screen was reflected in the eyes of the five students of the Scrap Material Union.

"Teacher, what are you going to teach us?" A student sitting in the corner spoke up, his eyes flicked across the projection screen, and finally landed on Fang He as if searching .

Fang He remembered that this student was named Ji Wan, who came from the alchemy family. It is said that more than half of the wealth of the entire Third Heaven belongs to their Ji family.

His voice was a bit lazy, and he opened one eye and closed the other at the moment, which seemed extremely indecent.

"Let's go to class." Fang He stood up from the podium and said loudly, "From now on, our class will be called Class 1, Grade [-]."

As the first big class with five people gathered in the cram school, Fang He named it simply and rudely.

Fang He had seen the names of these five students on the list given to him by Dean Zu.Dean Zu was beside him and made some remarks.

Each of these five people has a different life experience.Behind each of them is a behemoth.

Naturally, everyone has their own unique family secrets in their hands.

Fang He was a little curious about how the cram school should solve this problem.After all, the current situation is not on Earth. All students have to learn the same textbook content, do the same set of exercises, and take the same exam. Therefore, there is absolutely no problem in setting up large classes.

When Fang He came to the bookshelf, he saw that there were no new books on the bookshelf as usual, but a CD was placed on the third shelf of the bookshelf.

Under the irradiation of light, the disc reflects colorful light.Fang He twitched the corners of his mouth slightly. To a certain extent, this disc is quite suitable for the students of these waste material unions.

Fang He couldn't see the contents of the CD without a computer.He slightly raised his eyebrows, took the disc, and slowly inserted it under the watchful eyes of several people.

As soon as the CD is inserted, the array on the computer reappears, one by one light blue light spots are constantly flowing on the array, and as the light spots change, the color of the light emitted by the projector also changes .

"It's so beautiful." Zheng Hao turned his head to stare at the light and sighed.Their Zheng family has been a formation master for generations. Under the influence of the family, although he doesn't know the formation, he knows how to appreciate the structure of the formation.

In his opinion, a beautiful formation is beautiful, but the colors are too monotonous and uniform.The formations all over the third heaven are all light blue in color, which is too monotonous and ugly.

At first glance, I was deeply fascinated by the colorful light emitted by this projector.

Fang He put a blank face on his face. He lowered his head, looked at the options that appeared on the computer screen, and ruthlessly chose the basic exercises.

Just after the disc was put in, three options appeared on his computer screen, namely——

Basic exercises, improvement training, ability development.

These three modules are really familiar, as if they were developed from elementary school homework.

For these students who don't have any foundation, Fang He naturally chooses basic exercises.

When he pressed this option, the content on the screen changed, and a picture was clearly printed on the top of the computer screen, with a sentence beside it:

【Hold your head high, keep your back straight, sit upright, and write diligently. 】

Fang He glanced at the picture, there were only a few strokes on the picture, and a naive and lovely child was drawn, with a bright red scarf tied around his neck, which looked quite childlike.

"Is this the content of our class today?" Ji Wan asked in surprise, shaking his pen.

In his opinion, the above content is really a bit simple, "raise your head and keep your back straight" I'm afraid ordinary people can do it.

This is very different from what they imagined.

Hearing Ji Wan's words, Fang He said meaningfully: "Really?"

The smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit inexplicable, which made Ji Wan stunned for a moment, and after a while, he felt something was wrong.

The strength on Ji Wan's body suddenly increased, and he pressed his upper body directly on the cold table. He was so strong that he couldn't straighten himself up.

As if suddenly, a mountain was crushed on top of them.

"The first step is to keep your head up." Fang He's voice rang in Ji Wan's ears. He resisted the pressure, turned his head slightly, looked around, and found his other friends , which is almost the same as his current state.

Only Zuhe, the situation is the best among all, he can straighten up a little bit.Even so, the sweat on his body trickled down drop by drop and splashed on the floor.

Under such heavy pressure, Ji Wan calmed down for the first time. He tried to circulate the spiritual power in his body, but was surprised to find that his spiritual power was gone.

At this moment, he is like an ordinary person.

Such cases are rare indeed.But Ji Wan is a man of insight after all, so he quickly set his eyes on the projector, and his eyes were fixed on the stick figure.

This is class, and the screen in front of him is naturally the teaching material.

He stared at the stick figure on it for a long time, until he felt dizzy, and felt that the world in front of him was blurred.

It seems... There is a green light circulating on the stick figure, extending along his meridians.

Ji Wan blinked, the sweat on his eyelashes fell down because of his movements, his vision became clear all of a sudden, but he saw the stick figure still sitting there dryly , as if everything just now was an illusion.

But Ji Wan didn't think he was hallucinating, on the contrary, it might be a hint.

From this moment on, Ji Wan didn't blink his eyes, just looking at the content on the screen like this.Maybe it was because of the light, or something else, he saw the green light again.

He subconsciously let his spiritual consciousness extend out, mobilizing the power of heaven and earth to circulate in his body, but the direction of movement was not the same as before, instead it flowed according to the movement track of the green light on the stick figure.

Ji Wan felt that he was crazy and abandoned his previous cultivation methods, but he knew that he was calm enough now.

Usually, these "living" spiritual powers mobilized by him from the heaven and the earth cannot stay in their bodies for a short period of time.His dantian can only be used to store "dead" spiritual power.

The so-called "dead" spiritual power is a way of saying in their waste materials union, that is to say, these spiritual powers are not absorbed from the world like other monks, but are spiritual energy taken from various pills, natural materials and earth treasures. .

These auras have no elasticity and vitality. Compared with the continuously flowing auras of heaven and earth, they are naturally a little more lifeless. It is only natural that they are called "dead" auras.

Ji Wan didn't think that staying in this cram school for such a short time would be able to solve the problem of "live" spiritual power stored in his body.

In fact, this is indeed the case. He moved the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth, and walked along the green trajectory. It didn't take long for him to walk for a full week.

After the end of the week, Ji Wan's eyes lit up, and he could clearly sense that a trace of the "living" aura of heaven and earth remained in his body.

Saying that a trace is true, the amount is extremely small and imperceptible, but it made Ji Wan's eyes light up.He mobilized the aura of heaven and earth again, this time, his enthusiasm was much higher than before.

After a few more weeks of cycling like this, Ji Wan could clearly feel that the spiritual power in his body had become much stronger.This was the first time he felt the existence of "living" spiritual power.

He circulated these "living" spiritual powers in his body, and soon Ji Wan discovered that these "living" spiritual powers could withstand the inexplicable pressure on his body.

His back was much straighter than before, and he even raised his head slightly, so he could roughly see the state of his companions around him.

Is this "head up, back straight"?

Ji Wan took a deep breath, stopped his restless heart, and continued to practice with a calm heart.

He didn't ignore the three options on the screen just now. Since the basic training has been able to solve some of his physical problems, he is looking forward to the next two "intensive training" and "ability development".

The moment Ji Wan closed his eyes, Fang He's eyes happened to fall on him.He was the fastest-moving person in the entire classroom, and the green light shrouded his body, adding a bit of humidity to the surrounding air.

Because Ji Wan's head was completely lowered, he couldn't see a grass growing some distance above his head at all.

The leaves of the grass are dark green, emitting a faint light in the air. When you get closer, Fang He can still smell the faint fragrance of grass and trees.

It's just that the shadow of the grass is very faint, and after only a slight shake, it becomes a phantom and disperses.

Alchemy background.Fang He raised his eyes slightly, and silently recited these four words in his heart.He also practiced medicine before, maybe in some aspect, he and Ji Wan have a common language.

Thinking of this, Fang He turned his eyes, and his eyes fell on the other three people.Although their progress was a bit higher than Ji Wan's, it was obvious that they also benefited a lot.

This point can be glimpsed from the fluctuations in their spiritual power.

Fang He felt that this was the most relaxing class he had ever attended. There was no need to say anything unnecessary, and he only needed to project the content of the picture on the screen.

In this way, he was even more sure that the difficulty of the next two items would gradually increase.

The basic training class is still only one hour, about two hours.When the bell rang, the projection on the screen dimmed, everyone's breath gradually became calmer, and they could feel that the pressure on them was much lighter due to hunger.

They opened their eyes and moved their heavily pressed bodies, then they heard Fang He's voice in their ears:

"Seven days later, at the same time, come to the cram school for class."

"Seven days? It's been so long." Zu He asked with some reluctance.During the basic practice just now, he could feel that the aura in his body had increased.

Every time he comes to the cram school, he can gain a lot.This made him eager to study the next course, but he didn't want to be told by Fang He that he had to wait seven days.

Seven days is too long.

Although the other four didn't say anything, they looked at Fang He with the same meaning in their eyes.

"Soon." Fang He said, "During these seven days, I will assign you a simple task." This task can also be called a homework assignment.

Hearing the word mission, everyone's eyes became serious, and their eyes fell on Fang He in unison, not missing every word he said.

This is the first time someone has given them a task.

Fang He: "I need you to run your spiritual power according to the route just now after you go home, and don't relax. After you come back, I will check the completion of your tasks."

When the time comes, you can see whether they have completed their homework seriously by seeing how much "living" spiritual power they have in their bodies.

Ji Wan: "It's not easy."

Not only Ji Wan thinks so, but everyone else thinks so.In the world of comprehension, the monks are running their spiritual power all the time, without stopping at all.

In their eyes, this is as simple as eating and drinking water.

However, the students of the Scrap Material Union soon discovered that they were too naive.

Without the suppression on their backs just now, they could clearly feel the existence of "dead" spiritual power.As long as they move their feet a little, the trajectory of the "living" spiritual energy will be disordered, and they will subconsciously operate according to the previous operation method.

When the "living" spiritual power and the "dead" spiritual power collide with each other, the huge amount of "dead" spiritual power will overwhelm the "live" spiritual power.

In this way, the "living" spiritual power they worked so hard to gather will disappear like this.

After learning this lesson, they slowed down their walking pace and walked towards the outside of the classroom step by step.At the same time, they also understood the purpose of the homework assigned by Fang He——

They must change the inertia of the previous decades of spiritual power within seven days.

This is actually a bit difficult.

Fang He glanced at the side, watching these original second-generation disciples walking more carefully than each other at the moment, for fear that if he got excited, the trajectory of spiritual energy would go wrong.

As a result, their moving speed slowed down a lot, and they walked like ordinary people in their seventies and eighties.

Fang He watched them trembling and didn't leave the classroom for a long time, and couldn't help feeling a little funny.

At this moment, footsteps were heard in the corridor.Tao Lele stood by the door, looked inside, and didn't feel much curiosity when he saw four or five strangers.

When he saw Fang He finished class, his eyes lit up, and he ran over with a "thud thud thump", put the ruler he had just refined in front of Fang He, and said proudly:

"Teacher Fang, look, I just made a first-level Nascent Soul-level god-given utensil."

Godsend!

Hearing these two words, anyone's heart will tremble.Even though the students here are well-off, they couldn't help looking up at Tao Lele at this moment.

They see a ruler.The ruler is extremely thin, as if all the materials are concentrated and fused together, under the refraction of the light, it emits a little halo.

At first glance, it is very special.

Fang He took the ruler from Tao Lele's hand, felt the weight in his hand, and put it gently on the podium table under the eyes of everyone.

With a "snap", a piece of wood on the edge of the podium was cut off like this.

The disciples of the Scrap Material Union trembled in their hearts. They just opened their eyes and watched Fang He play with the ruler in his hand up and down.

They could clearly feel a chill in their hearts, and they had an inexplicable premonition in their hearts, always feeling that this god-sent ruler would have a close contact with them.

Fang He didn't care about their mood. He looked at the ruler in his hand. Compared with the ruler last time, its workmanship was obviously a little more refined, and its edges and corners were sharper. The place where it is, is deliberately blunted, so that it can't hurt him at all.

In front of these students, Fang He put the ruler into the drawer, looked up at Tao Lele, and an obvious thought flashed in his eyes:

"Lele, it's your turn to go to class now."

Tao Lele nodded happily, and pulled Fang He towards her classroom.

The flame in his classroom had just been extinguished, and the whole classroom was warmer than outside.

Tao Lele sat down cross-legged, staring at Fang He with big watery eyes, ready to listen to Fang He's class seriously.

"Don't be so serious, take out all your refining materials and tools."

Tao Lele is a craftsman.This kind of special refiner, their cultivation method is naturally different from ordinary people, through forging, they get the spiritual energy fed back from the equipment and introduce it into their own meridians.

When Tao Lele came to the third heaven, she was promoted from the Qi refining stage to the Jindan stage by forcibly refining tools.

There are three layers of golden core, and the spiritual power in his body is solid, which means that the equipment he refines every time is of good quality, so he can often get relatively high-quality feedback.

Forging weapons and cultivating immortals is naturally not based on which one has refined more tools. If this is the case, then the refining masters will be able to achieve Taoism and become immortals by practicing casually.

The way of heaven has set certain restrictions on refining tools and cultivating immortals, and the refining master must gain something every time he refines tools.

This is not easy to say, difficult to say, it depends on the qualifications of the craftsman himself.

Obviously, Tao Lele's qualifications are very good.

However, it needs to be recharged in due course.

Fang He flipped through the materials on his desk and began to explain to Tao Lele.Tao Lele nodded from time to time, and according to Fang He's explanation, he gestured to the materials in his hand, and his face flashed thoughtfully.

When Fang He was in class, the five disciples of the Waste Materials Union moved downstairs with their own efforts.As soon as they got downstairs, they saw the servants at home who came to pick them up.

The moment the servants saw their young master, they were obviously stunned for a moment, and a bit of disbelief flashed in their eyes.

In their eyes, it was an anecdote that the young masters, who had always been perverse and arrogant, were now dressed like human beings, which made them afraid to admit it.If Zuhe hadn't been beside them and had a reference, they wouldn't have dared to go forward.

What happened to this actually changed the usual young masters.

Some servants even thought about it. They picked up their sleeves and said to their young master:

"Young master, tell me, did this cram school do something to you, made you wronged, and changed into this dress. I must help you out of this bad breath."

"No, no need." Zheng Hao, the leader, stopped these servants from moving. With a smile on his lips, he said to the people around him, "From now on, our waste materials union will never wear those clothes again. Wear white robes."

"After seven days, prepare a generous gift, and we will come to Teacher Fang's class again."

When they first heard Zheng Hao's words, the servants were a little confused.But soon, they realized what Zheng Hao meant, and couldn't help crying with joy.They glanced at the signboard of the Xiuzhen cram school, and thought with tears in their eyes:

This cram school looks like nothing special, but it can persuade the young master and heal the young master's stubborn illness——

Let them understand what is the real aesthetic style.

It seems that the next time they come, when they come, they will give the teacher of this cram school a signboard of "rejuvenation in the hand" and "benevolence of the doctor"!

What kind of cram school is this? It's clearly a medical school!