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

Servants of the Scrap Union, they walk the talk.Seven days later, a large signboard was delivered, and Fang He was a little dumbfounded when he saw the words "Miaoshouhuichun" written in gold on it.

For the next two or three months, Fang He didn't go out. He stayed in the cram school and took turns taking classes every day. Watching his students improve day by day, Fang He felt very happy.

At the same time, he could also notice that his cultivation base was also increasing steadily, and the spiritual power in his body was full, and he thought he would be able to break through naturally in a few days.

Fang He sat cross-legged until the breath on his body stabilized, then opened his eyes and turned to look out the window.

At this moment, the sky outside the window is dark, only a few golden pillars rise in the distance, and the golden light soaring into the sky makes people feel the implication of infinite boundlessness.

Fang He took a rough look. Over the golden beam of light, there were extremely unfamiliar names displayed, and their ratings were marked beside these names.

These continuous breakthroughs are all middle-level talents.

Fang He is now very sensitive to the words "medium talent", but he still remembers that he still has a medium talent assessment competition.

Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at Li Wansheng below.

Li Wansheng put down the piece of paper in his hand, the paper had already been crumpled by him, but fortunately the effect was good, his spiritual power was running about twice as fast as before.

In the course of fierce battles, it can quickly recover its fighting ability.

He rubbed the paper for a while, and his gaze fell on the golden pillar solemnly. He didn't turn his head until the golden light dissipated, and sighed:

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a mid-level talent. At this juncture, he can continue to make breakthroughs."

Although Li Wansheng said this with a smile, his brows and eyes were filled with a strong sense of fighting.He turned to Fang He and reminded:

"Teacher Fang, you are also ranked in the top [-] in the assessment of the inferior Tianjiao. If this is the case, it is time to prepare."

Li Wansheng: "These mid-level geniuses are better than each other. Now that they have broken through together one after another, they must have got some news. Maybe the mid-level talent assessment will be in the next few days. It's time to prepare."

With that said, Li Wansheng stood up, and he looked at Fang He: "Teacher, let's end today's class here, I want to go back and get ready."

Li Wansheng said so, and Fang He would not disagree.He hummed lightly, and watched Li Wansheng go away.

After he could no longer see Li Wansheng, Fang He slumped on the chair, feeling that his muscles and bones had loosened up a lot.

His gaze was fixed on the window, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy:

What exactly does the assessment of the middle-level Tianjiao look like?

Not only Li Wansheng was aware of the imminent assessment of the medium Tianjiao, but Fang He could sense the restlessness in the air.

Sure enough, as Li Wansheng said, on the night of the third day, countless golden lights descended and shrouded the monks sitting cross-legged.

In the next second, Tiandao's voice rang in everyone's ears——

"The mid-level Tianjiao assessment competition begins."

Fang He grabbed the sword in his hand and disappeared in place.When thousands of golden pillars disappeared, the originally dark sky turned pale in an instant, and people could see the figures of three thousand mid-level talents through the vast sky.

"Three thousand middle-level Tianjiao are all in place."

Accompanied by the voice of Tiandao, the list of Tianjiao appeared in front of everyone.At this moment, on the top, it is no longer the names of Chen Yiniao and He Qizheng that I saw before, but a list of mid-level Tianjiao's names instead.

At the top, a familiar name is displayed.

[Ranked first, Cheng Luhe, ranks 350th and eighth on the Tianjiao list, medium Tianjiao...]

[Ranked second, Wang Fugui, ranked [-]st in the Tianjiao list, medium Tianjiao...]

[Ranked third, Ding Yiyi, ranked 450th in the Tianjiao list, medium Tianjiao...]

Fang He coughed lightly, raised his eyes, and memorized the words written above the sky in his heart.

This is the ranking of the middle Tianjiao. Behind the ranking of the middle Tianjiao are the names of their remaining [-] challengers.

The name is very short, and there is no other introduction, so it is impossible to get any useful information from it.

This made Fang He feel pretty good.

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him a few times, brushing away the smoke and dust in front of him, and looked around.

This time, Tiandao obviously didn't want to play any rude killings.He is currently in a dark and damp room. The tables, chairs and beds are all made of wood, which has decayed a lot.

Fang He lifted a corner of his robe and sat down. The stool under his buttocks made a "creak" sound due to his movements.

He pondered and touched his clothes. It was a very ordinary servant costume.

After staying here for a while, except for the words that appeared on the sky screen, which arranged more than 300 of them from beginning to end, Heavenly Dao did not give any reminders about the rest.

He glanced at the sky, and when the handwriting disappeared, the sky became dark again, probably at the time of Chou.

Choushi is equivalent to the time period from [-]:[-] a.m. to [-]:[-] a.m. on the earth. It is the time when everything is quiet, and occasionally you can hear a few cicadas and birds singing, which is the season of spring and summer.

Because he didn't know Tiandao's intention, Fang He didn't plan to sleep.He blew out the candles on the table, climbed up and put on cross-legged to practice.

The concentration of aura here is similar to that of the third heaven, and Fang He has no difficulty adapting to it.At Maoshi, around five or six o'clock, there was a knock on Fang He's door.

A very soft voice came from the crack of the door: "Xiao Fang, Xiao Fang, are you still awake?"

"Get up!" Fang He shouted.He got off the bed, straightened his clothes, and opened the door.In front of the door, a monk dressed similarly to him was standing there. When he saw Fang He, he quickly grabbed his clothes and said to him as he walked,

"Hurry up, hurry up, the young master has called us."

Fang He nodded repeatedly, and trotted up to the servants in front of him, chatting quietly.

This servant, surnamed Jin, is called Jingui. He has been with his son for five years.

The young master served by Jingui is surnamed Ji, named Ji Zhao, a pharmacist who has amassed tens of thousands of wealth with his own hands, and is now playing and resting in the Nine Nights City.

Here is one of Ji Zhao Wanqian's properties.

Maybe it's because they just came here, there are only Fang He and the servant from just now, and they haven't had time to recruit some servants.

Along the way, the surroundings are empty, with a feeling of depression.

As they walked, they came to a main road.After arriving here, Fang He smelled a strong scent of medicine.

Then, a "bang" sound was heard, shaking the surrounding houses, and a few pieces of dust fell from the eaves.

"This is the master's medicine." Jingui showed a hint of surprise on his face.He walked two or three quick steps, bypassed the low houses, and finally saw a lobby.

Fang He followed closely, raised his eyes slightly, and saw a young man sitting on the grand teacher's chair. He looked very lazy, his fingers lightly tapped on his hands, and he looked even fairer against the dark brown background.

In front of him, there is also a big alchemy furnace.Above the alchemy furnace, curling white smoke rose, making the lobby look like a fairyland.

Seeing Jingui and Fang He walking in, he raised his eyes lazily and sat up slightly.Fang He glanced at him indiscriminately, and felt that this pharmacist named Ji Zhao's face was too pale, only his lips were lightly pressed, which made him a little more radiant.

"Jingui Xiaofang, you are here." Ji Zhao said with a light cough, pointed to the alchemy furnace in front of him, and said to Jingui, "Help me to see the alchemy in my alchemy furnace." How's it going?"

"Okay, young master, let me take a look." Jingui smiled and narrowed his eyes, he took a step forward, and the spiritual power circulated in his palm, compressed to the extreme.

At this time, Fang He discovered that although this Jingui looked ordinary, his strength should not be underestimated. He was already a monk at the ninth floor of Yuanying.

Vast spiritual power shot out from his palm and hit the pill furnace. The pill furnace made a "buzzing" sound, and finally a huge cover was lifted.

One or two elixirs emitting golden light ran out of the elixir furnace, and before they dangled twice in mid-air, Jingui reached out and grabbed them.

As soon as he caught him, he put him in the medicine pill bottle, plugged it with a cork, and held him in front of Ji Zhao.

Jingui's face was full of smiles: "My lord, the quality of your elixir this time is much better than last time."

Ji Zhao responded lightly, noncommittal.He reached out and pushed away the pill bottle, and said to Jingui:

"This medicine is not as good as I thought, so I will give it to you."

After speaking, he stood up.Jingui was stunned for a moment, put the medicine in his pocket, and stretched out his hand to help Ji Zhao from the left.

Ji Zhao raised his right arm, Fang He twitched the corner of his mouth, and suddenly understood, went around to the other side to support him.

When two people supported Ji Zhao at the same time, Ji Zhao was satisfied, took two steps forward, and said softly:

"Let's go, now let's take a look around, this Nine Nights City is the most prosperous city here."

Ji Zhao said as he walked, because Fang He was not familiar with the structure of this world, so he kept his mouth shut.Fortunately, the original personality of his body was just like this, which didn't arouse the suspicion of Ji Zhao and Jingui.

During the conversation between the master and the servant, Fang He learned that the reason why Nine Nights City is called Nine Nights City is because its lights have never been cut off from dark to dawn.

The longest period of bright lights in Jiuxiao City is ten days and nine nights.Nine nights and nine nights are called Jiuxiao.Of course, there are also people who say that his lights go straight to Jiuxiao, and people in Jiuzhongtian know that there is a city here, so it is also called Jiuxiao City.

When he came to the street, Fang He could smell a scent.He looked around in surprise, and felt the difference in Nine Nights City.

There are a lot of female monks here, with long legs and thin waists, walking gracefully on the street, and every conversation is accompanied by a few coquettish laughter.

On the tall building, you can still see some female monks reciting poems and fighting against each other, very happy.

Such a scene is hard to find in the world.

It really can be called the gentle beauty town.

Fortunately, Ji Zhao was not affected at all.Without squinting, he passed by the fragrant wind calmly, his eyes fell on the surrounding stalls from time to time, and when he saw something he wanted to buy, as long as he gave an order, Jingui would step forward and take out the spirit crystal to buy.

In just a short while, they bought a lot of things, most of which were some relatively good medicinal materials.

However, Fang He didn't know these herbs.

This is a strange thing.You know, although Fang He can't be regarded as an orthodox pharmacist, he can still refine elixir anyway.He still knows a little about most of the common medicinal materials.

However, although he felt familiar with the medicinal materials that Ji Zhao bought, he was certain that he didn't know any of them.

Parallel time and space, or a fictional space?

For a while, Fang He had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but his face was calm, still honest and dull, as if he had never thought about anything.

After walking for a while, Ji Zhaobian was tired.Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, Jingui saw it, took out a clean handkerchief, and raised her hand to help wipe it off.

"Let's sit there." Ji Zhao pointed to the nearby restaurant.

Jingui let out an "ah", he ran forward, and the waiter in the same store said something loudly.

At this moment, Ji Zhao turned his head and finally said his first sentence of the day to Fang He:

"Xiao Fang, do you feel that there are more people in Nine Nights City today?"

Fang He said calmly: "When I came here yesterday, I didn't have time to see the appearance of Nine Nights City. I think the people today are similar to yesterday."

Ji Zhao snorted lightly: "Why do I feel like it's too much?"

When he said this, Jingui just came back. Hearing these words, he naturally supported Ji Zhao's arm, and said with a smile: "Jiu Xiaocheng sings every night, this person, I'm afraid it's just too much." Less...Young master, be careful, I chose a seat upstairs by the window for you, it's quiet there."

Ji Zhao's health is really bad.When he sat by the window, he took out a elixir bottle from his pocket, unplugged it, and poured out a mellow elixir from it.

The fragrance of the elixir was faintly floating in the air, and Fang He could clearly sense that the elixir was of good quality.As soon as he took it out, the spiritual power in his body became active a lot.

Ji Zhao took the elixir in his hand and was not in a hurry to eat it.Playing with the pill with his slender fingers, he said to Fang He:

"Xiao Fang, do you think this elixir of mine is different from the one I refined this morning?"

Fang He took a look, and saw that the pill in Ji Zhao's hand was not simple at first glance, it was covered with a faint brilliance, which was more than half ten percent better than the two pills in the morning.

Although he had a comment in his heart, Fang He didn't know whether the original "Xiao Fang" would comment on the pill, so he kept silent.

Fortunately, Ji Zhao didn't want to hear Fang He's answer.He squinted his eyes and leaned against the wall vainly, while turning the pill on his fingertips, he said:

"This elixir is the most successful one I have refined in the past few days. It..."

Before Ji Zhao finished speaking, he felt a fierce attack coming towards him. He didn't move, as if he didn't react at all, but Jingui, who was standing on the sidelines and always on guard, made a move.

As soon as he kicked on the ground, his figure quickly flew over and started fighting with the person who attacked him.

The fight between the flesh and the flesh makes people's blood boil.Instead, the diners around couldn't help but disperse in a panic, and the tables and chairs fell to the ground.

"Xiao Fang, go and pay the owner of the restaurant some spirit crystals."

Fang He, who was suddenly called out, froze for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Just walking all the way, Jingui helped to pay the money. Obviously, Ji Zhao had given him the money before.Similarly, Ji Zhao also gave him a copy.

That's why Ji Zhao asked him to compensate for the loss.

It's just...Fang He fumbled left and right, and finally had to admit that his whole body was pierced.

Except for the same young servant who was wearing on his body, he didn't have any other things, let alone any spirit crystals.

Fang He's heart sank, and when he came to the front desk, he saw the boss and two or three waiters hiding in the corner, trembling.

Fang He raised his chin and said, "My son sent me to ask, how much loss is there, and we will make up for it."

"Wait, I'll do the math." Hearing these words, the owner of the restaurant stopped trembling. He stretched out a hand, touched the abacus on the counter, waved his fingers up and down, and began to tap.

"Bang bang bang bang", the beads were beating up and down, making a particularly crisp sound, seeing more and more beads on the abacus, Fang He's heart sank more and more.

Sure enough, the moment the beads stopped, Fang He heard the boss's voice cruelly ringing in his ears:

"A total of 570 spirit crystals, I will give you a zero, and you can give me 570."

If you wipe a zero, you can wipe eight spirit crystals, it's really tricky.

Fang He complained in his heart, but his face was extremely calm, and he took out a number of spiritual crystals from the storage ring and gave them to the owner of the restaurant.

The happier the owner of the restaurant smiled, the more Fang He's heart felt bleeding.

He has remembered the way of heaven.On the first day he came to participate in the assessment, he didn't get anything, but instead posted more than 3 spirit crystals.

After paying the money, the boss smiled, and there was no trace of resentment in his expression. He yelled and asked Xiaoer to invite out the guests who had not left the restaurant, and then closed the door, shutting the fierce fighting scene in the restaurant. into the door.

After finishing all this, Fang He went upstairs. While going upstairs, he took a look at the battle situation.Although the person who made the sneak attack had good cultivation, it was obvious that Jingui was even better.

In just a moment, he pressed the man to the ground.

Fang He took a hasty glance like this, then came to Ji Zhao's side, and said, "Master, everything has been arranged."

Ji Zhao nodded, he was more interested in the people Jingui escorted at the moment.

Ji Zhao picked it up, waved the elixir in his hand in front of the man and said, "You seem to want the elixir in my hand."

The man knelt, his eyes rolled around, and he didn't answer.

Ji Zhao chuckled, and he bent slightly.The hair that hung behind him fell to his chest because of his movement.

Ji Zhao didn't care, he stretched out his fingers, and his index finger and thumb pressed the opponent's chin like this.

Although this kind of demeanor looks gentle and gentle, Fang He knew that Ji Zhao was so forceful that Fang He could clearly hear the bones of the other party's jaw "cracking", and the man's face was also affected by it. Painful and slightly twisted.

"I'm here to ask you, and you are here to answer. I don't want to hear a single lie from your mouth. Otherwise, I have such a pill, and I will naturally have a stronger reaction. If you feed it into your mouth, it will Your bones melt, your blood is sucked dry, and your meridians are shattered, do you want to try it?"

Ji Zhao's voice was extremely soft, as if he was whispering something, but the content of his words sent a chill down Fang He's spine.

The other party was also obviously frightened. After thinking for a while, he nodded in satisfaction.

Ji Zhao loosened the restraint on him, leaned back on the chair back again, and asked the other party while drinking the tea on the table:

"First question, what's your name?"

The other party's eyes rolled around, obviously meaning to give a fake name, but for some reason, his voice suddenly became dull:

"My name is Wu Shengtian."

After saying this, he seemed to have just reacted and covered his mouth in panic.

Wu Shengtian, this is his real name.

Fang He's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to remember that he had seen the name Wu Shengtian from the sky when he was ugly.

This person, like him, is a person who participates in the assessment.

Fang He thought about it carefully, although Wu Shengtian's aptitude is average, but his ranking is [-], which can be regarded as relatively weak except for their [-] challengers.

But everything can't be seen that way.

Only [-] mid-level geniuses came to participate in the assessment this time, but you must know that these [-] mid-level geniuses stood out from the group of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of mid-level geniuses.

The three hundred challengers like them are here to make up the numbers, or to give the people below a hope of climbing up.

Therefore, Wu Shengtian's strength is the last among the current participants, but in the third heaven, among so many monks, he can do it well.

But now, just such a monk was knocked to the ground by an ordinary Jingui beside Ji Zhao.This point is really shocking.

What kind of world is this?

The fourth heaven or the fifth heaven, or is it a pure fantasy of the way of heaven?

Several conjectures kept appearing in Fang He's mind. Another time, Ji Zhao's interrogation did not stop.

He asked, "How many people have the same identity as you?"

Hearing this sentence, Fang He was shocked. This sentence was very vague. If someone had a ghost in his heart, he might be tricked out of it in an instant.

Although Wu Shengtian was reckless, he still had a good brain, and replied: "No, young master, I just wanted to take your elixir because of its preciousness."

This sentence sounds quite decent, but it looks like it can be fooled.Unexpectedly, upon hearing Wu Shengtian's words, Ji Zhao sneered, and as soon as he let go of his fingertips, the elixir in his hand fell down and rolled twice along the ground.

Fang He raised his head slightly, looked towards Ji Zhao, and saw the corner of Ji Zhao's mouth curled up, and said in a slightly mocking tone:

"Precious? This pill is abundant in the third heaven. Is it precious?"

Fang He's mind was a little dazed, he lowered his eyes, watching the pill roll and roll on the ground, and finally landed at Wu Shengtian's feet.

He vaguely heard Ji Zhao say: "If this elixir was in the past, it would be considered precious. But now is the prosperous age, and any talented pharmacist can refine elixir of the same grade. It’s all on sale. It’s too ridiculous for you to tell me that it’s precious now.”

The third heaven, the era of prosperity.

Hearing this sentence, Fang He's heart trembled slightly. He was taken by Heaven to the third heaven more than 1000 years ago, the prosperous era where Xie Lingtai was?