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

Jia Fugui moved very fast.

The next day, when Fang He opened the door, he saw a few scattered disciples standing there, looking at him with complicated expressions.

Fang He's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained calm.He greeted the disciples waiting at the door, and began to answer the disciples' questions as usual.

Time passed, and when the last student in the cram school was left, Fang He frowned slightly, and asked in confusion, "What happened outside?"

Although Fang He looked aloof, the "low-cost consultation" for several consecutive days made the disciples full of affection for him.The disciple hesitated for a while, then said to Fang He:

"There have been rumors outside in the past few days. I heard that it has something to do with Mr. Fang's son."

Fang He:? ? ?

What happened to him?He has been staying in the cram school recently and has not gone out to cause trouble.

The disciple continued: "I don't know when it started, there are discussions everywhere on the street, saying that your son is the most powerful formation master in the world, and his attainments in space are extremely top-notch."

Fang He raised his eyebrows, but his face was extremely calm, and he only uttered two words: "Really?"

His face was indifferent, as if he was not interested in what the disciple said.At this moment, he is more like an irresponsible father, indifferent to his son.

The disciple sitting across from him touched his nose, sensitively aware of something.He paused, pretending not to notice, and said: "Yes, it turned out that this incident became more and more miraculous. Anyway, before I came here, someone said that Fang He got a formation map, which is about space. He only learned a little superficially, and he can be proud of the entire formation circle."

Hearing the word space, Fang He straightened his expression, his jaw tightened, and this person's expression became even more indifferent.

Fang He gritted his teeth. If Jia Fugui was in front of him now, he would definitely beat his ass hard.

Space array diagram!

No wonder this news spread so fast, the feeling is because of the existence of this thing.

He has been in contact with formations for a month, so he naturally knows the integrity of space formations.In fact, no one in the Central Continent or even the four major domains has a space formation map.But no one doubts the existence of the space formation.

Because, Tao Lele's dream of the All-Cultivation Realm Artifact Refining Competition is held in a space formation.

The space formation is fixed, located at the junction of the two regions in the southeast, it is said that it is a huge hammer, and the space formation is engraved on it.

That hammer is currently at the highest level in the Central Continent's crafting world.

It can be seen from this that when everyone "knows" that Fang He has a space array diagram on his body, what kind of chemical reaction will occur.

Damn Jia Fugui!

Fang He gritted his teeth thinking about it, but his face was cold.

When the last student left the cram school, Fang He sat at the front desk as usual, as if nothing had happened. When it was about the same time, he got up and closed the cram school door, blocking the sight of the surrounding prying eyes.

In less than a few minutes, the news of the discord between Fang He and his son spread like wings, and everyone in the streets and alleys was talking about the news.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Fang He came out from the back door. He wore a bamboo hat and listened with interest to the discussions of the people around him.

"This cram school is really amazing, so many things happened in just a few days."

"I can't tell, that Master Fang is still a formation master. It's just that he doesn't have a good relationship with Teacher Fang in that cram school."

"How did this come about?"

What answered that person was the voice of the other party getting smaller and smaller.Everyone here is a person with clear ears and eyes, and can clearly hear each other's voice:

"Because, someone told Mr. Fang the news, but the other party's expression was very cold, and he didn't have the slightest worry at all."

The person who asked before was puzzled and said, "It's also possible that he is restrained."

The man who answered said softly, "Use your elm head to think about what that monk Fang He said when he appeared in everyone's sight."

"What did you say?" Most of the people here had gone to watch the grand occasion that day, but they really couldn't remember what Fang He said.

"He said that the teachers in the cram school refused to let him enter Buddhism for a long time."

Everyone fell silent, and immediately understood when they heard this sentence.

Through their observation these days, they know that the only teacher in the cram school is Fang Zhenhe.Then the teacher Fang He was talking about was his father!

Reminiscent of Fang He's demeanor and tone at the time, the relationship between father and son is obviously not very good.

Fang He used the movement of drinking tea to cover up the smile at the corner of his mouth.As soon as he turned his head, he saw a fat man running towards him not far away, standing in the center of the avenue and saying:

"Good news, good news, Wen Daoyan said..."

His voice was specially enhanced with spiritual power, so it was clearly heard by everyone. Everyone was waiting for his next sentence, but in the end, he just squatted halfway and began to pant heavily.

Also, no acting skills at all.

His mouth is just breathing mechanically, there is no sweat on his forehead, his eyes are rolling around, looking at the people around him flexibly.

Fang He was puzzled.On the contrary, there were people around who were familiar with Fatty Jia, and they threw a spirit stone at Jia Fugui.Fang He took a closer look and found that it was a high-grade spirit stone.

When Jia Fugui saw this spirit stone, there was a more obvious smile on his chubby face.But he was still unmoved, still panting roughly there.

Soon, piece after piece of high-grade spirit stones were thrown in front of Fang He from all directions, and even one spirit stone brushed Fang He's cheek.

Not long after, Jia Fugui straightened up with a smile.His eyes narrowed with a smile, his eyes turned around on the pile of spirit stones, and he quickly completed what he had just said:

"Wen Daoyan said that he wants to challenge Fang He, the legendary number one mage in the cultivation world."

Jia Fugui specially emphasized the tone on the first round of mages.The corner of his mouth raised a just right mocking smile, and he said loudly to everyone: "In about three days, Wen Daoyan will go to the cram school to challenge that Fang He!"

After saying this, he waited for three seconds, and found that no one voiced to take back his spirit stone.Only then did he happily take the spirit stones piled up in front of him into his storage bag.

Fang He roughly counted, and there are at least 1000 spirit stones in this pile.

More than 1000 pieces of high-grade spirit stones are higher than what Fang He paid Jia Fugui.

Fang He took his eyes back without any trace, and heard the disciple sitting next to him sneer softly:

"This Jia Fugui is still so greedy for money."

Someone next to him replied: "Who told him that his body is a bottomless pit. Among other things, his news is really accurate. It is estimated that Wen Daoyan will really come to him in three days."

"For sure, who doesn't know Wen Daoyan's character, arrogant and conceited, how could he tolerate an unknown pawn climbing on top of his head."

Nobody.

It was the first time Fang He heard someone say that about himself, but it also explained Wen Daoyan's confidence in his talent from the side.Even after hearing so many things about him, he still regarded himself as noble.

Where did this courage come from?

Fang He tapped on the table lightly, and looked in the direction where Jia Fugui disappeared.

Jia Fugui was very happy.He turned left and right, nimbly shuttled through the construction period, quickly got rid of the group of people following him, and returned to the academy.

Fang He took a look. His school was from the West University Courtyard.Moreover, to Fang He's surprise, his courtyard was deep in the West Courtyard.

The spiritual power in the depths was more abundant than in any other area, and the spiritual power kept tumbling and boiling, quickly enveloping the fat man's figure.

After Jia Fugui checked the doors and windows, he took out all the storage bags hidden in his clothes, one after another, and when he took them all out, his size shrank suddenly.

"So you're not so fat." A strange voice sounded behind Jia Fugui.Jia Fugui turned his head and saw a tall figure sitting on the table by the window, slowly holding tea.

"Who are you?" Almost instantly, Jia Fugui stood up and asked sternly.

Fang He had a hoarse voice, and his face could not be seen clearly through the thick bamboo hat.He replied without guilt: "I am Wen Shuoran, you should have heard of this name."

Wen Shuoran.

Jia Fugui had naturally heard of the other party's name.A student who was snatched away by the comprehension cram school, this incident was uploaded from him at the very beginning.

He swallowed, a smile formed on his fat face, and asked Fang He, "I don't know why Daoyou Wen came to the humble house at night?"

As he spoke, his expression became tense, as if he was afraid of Fang He's hands.

But what Fang He noticed more was that his hand was lightly buckled in the storage bag hanging at his waist inadvertently.Jia Fugui never took this storage bag even after entering the door.

Fang He pretended not to know, chuckled, put the teacup on the table lightly and said, "Our Teacher Fang asked me to ask you, how is the news going?"

Jia Fugui's nerves relaxed a little.At present, only he and Mr. Fang know about spreading the news.However, Jia Fugui did not let down his vigilance.He replied cautiously:

"But teacher, he can't wait any longer. He wants to know if it is possible for two people to fight against each other tomorrow. It is best to let the unfilial son retreat."

When Fang He said this, his eyes kept falling on Jia Fugui's face.

Jia Fugui frowned slightly, not obviously and even for a short time.He smiled awkwardly and said, "It's probably not okay. After all... You know, in order to make the news as authentic as possible, we will have a story rhythm to deliver the news..."

Before Jia Fugui finished speaking, Fang He sneered.His eyes fell on Jia Fugui with a cold look:

"The news is conveyed in the rhythm of the story? Are you referring to the rumors of the first formation of mages or the diagram of the space formation?"

Jia Fugui suddenly stopped talking.He didn't need to be reminded by the other party, he knew that his reasons seemed reliable, but they were actually reminders.

Fang He put his finger into the teacup, and a small drop of water immediately lingered on the tip of his slender finger, which was about to fall and dripped down.

Jia Fugui's pupils shrank, and his eyes fell on Fang He accurately.His heart suddenly rose, because Wen Shuoran was an expert in water.

Fang He didn't seem to notice Jia Fugui's scrutiny. He looked at Jia Fugui and said solemnly: "My teacher just said that there is no need to be full of story structure. I just hope that his son and disciples will start challenging him tomorrow." .”

Jia Fugui's expression changed.

Fang He asked softly: "Why, is it because Wen Daoyan won't be able to appear in front of everyone for three days?"