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

Fang He was not in a hurry to ponder the laws of this space. For the first time, he was interested in the world Xie Lingtai lived in.He crossed his legs and asked Xie Lingtai curiously:

"What does the world you live in look like now?"

Fang He deliberately did not lower his voice this time, his voice was clear and crisp, with a hint of youthful recklessness.It was these words that made Xie Lingtai stop.

This was the first time that Fang He inquired about his news.

Sherringtai paused.He doesn't like to pay attention to the things around him, so he certainly can't tell some interesting anecdotes.

Now, he can only go straight to the point and say succinctly: "There are various associations here."

"Association!" Fang He asked in surprise.Is that what he meant?

Seeing that Fang He was interested, Xie Lingtai focused on describing the philosophy of the association:

"In this world, there are countless like-minded monks who organize together to form associations. Ordinary associations can enter after paying a certain fee, while some special associations have special regulations. Only those who have reached their designated talents can enter. "

This is quite interesting.

"It's just... talent can be divided?" Fang He asked with some doubts.The Central Continent is considered to be the top existence in this area of ​​cultivation, but obviously, Fang He has lived here for several months, and has not noticed that he has the ability to divide.

Obviously, it only existed in the world where Xie Lingtai lived.

Seeing that Fang He was interested in this, Xie Lingtai said emphatically: "In this world, there is a strange formation, which can be carved on a spirit stone to test a person's roots and talents."

"But after the cultivation base is improved, the strength of the spiritual sense will increase, and you can easily feel the low-level talent."

Fang He was thoughtful.No wonder Xie Lingtai's first reaction after seeing him was that he was not qualified.

His talent is estimated to be really bad.

It's just that he can test the formation of the monk's talent, he is really moved.In this way, it is convenient for him to know the talent of the students to a certain extent.

Xie Lingtai said hesitantly: "This formation is a bit difficult."

"It doesn't matter." Fang He said, his brows furrowed slightly, "What you have to consider now is how you can give me the formation."

Xie Lingtai is just a leaf.No matter how powerful he is in that world, right now, he can't get out of the leaves.

Xie Lingtai remained silent.

Fang He didn't care.He flicked up his sleeves, raised his head and looked into the air.Every sway of thunder and lightning in midair seemed to have a unique trajectory.

This trajectory is a bit familiar, but it is a bit like the formation that Xie Lingtai just mentioned.He took out the storage bag, this time what he took out was not spirit stones, but a small string of spirit crystals.

The spirit crystal is not big, it is crystal clear, and it presents colorful colors under the light.

The people around gasped when they saw the spirit crystal.They all retreated tens of miles in unison, and even Shi Shuo, who was already far away, took a step back silently.

Fang He didn't pay attention to the movements of the people around him. He tapped the spirit crystals lightly with his index and middle fingers and placed them in order.

When five spirit crystals and ten spirit crystals were piled up to more than 30 pieces, the formation still did not collapse, and even formed a state of mutual echo with the rules between heaven and earth.

Fang He's spiritual consciousness is connected to the formation, and when the formation and the rules of space echo each other, he can also vaguely feel the rules and regulations hidden in the silence.

It's just that this perception made Fang He's expression a little strange.

This world is not as magical as Fang He imagined, it has not yet achieved a true understanding of everything in the world.The reason why everyone is struck by lightning immediately after telling a lie is not that it senses that you are lying.

It's about someone knowing you're lying.

For example, yourself.

When most people tell a lie, they can't be calm, and they tend to feel a little guilty.And it was this guilty conscience that made Fang Xiaotian feel the consciousness and cast down the thunder of punishment.

Although Fang He didn't have the shyness in this aspect, and he talked one way after another, but he couldn't stand having an apprentice who knew him well.

For example, Fang He just said that "there is no dragon to catch him", Shi Shuo thought it was impossible in his heart, and the jade bottle in Fanghe's storage bag contained the blood of the dragon, Xiaotiandi automatically acquiesced Fang He lied.

"There is still such an operation?"

What surprised Fang He even more was the way he left this world.

Break the rules of the world.

These words seem to be very simple, but it is actually a bit difficult.

The rules in this world are not to tell lies, and breaking the rules means lying.

The number of times a lie is obviously not just one.Fang He told a lie just now, but he didn't seem to get out.Obviously, this lie has to reach a certain number of times, and it has to be believed.

Otherwise, even Fang He would feel a little unbearable, let alone other people, when thunder and lightning hit his body more and more painful every time.

"In general, it's quite special." Xie Lingtai made a summary after hearing Fang He's statement.

Fang He's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes were focused on the formation that he had just created casually. From the corner of his eye, he could clearly see that the people around him were staring at him firmly.

He made a gesture and took out a piece of spirit crystal from his storage bag, hovering over the formation for a while, with a little hesitation on his face.When he was about to put down the spirit crystal, Fang He could clearly notice that everyone's breathing eased a lot.

But Fang He didn't put it down for a long time, his arm was suspended in mid-air like this, until he sighed imperceptibly, and read a sentence in a low voice:

"Amitabha."

As soon as they heard these four words, everyone felt their scalps go numb, and the scorched black corpse subconsciously appeared in front of their eyes.

It was the first time they had seen such a tragic corpse, and it was also the first time they had seen a monk chanting Buddhist scriptures with a blank expression when facing such a corpse.

The four words Amitabha became their nightmare!

At this time, after hearing these four words again, whoever said "Run, everyone", a bunch of people ran towards the rear.

The only thought in their minds was - the farther away from Fang He, the better.

What they didn't see was that the moment they turned around, Fang He put the spirit crystal in his hand into the formation.There were some ripples in the formation, but it was obvious that the formation had not lost its balance.

Fang He raised his eyes and saw that the crowd left very quickly, but after a few breaths, they were no longer in sight.

Fang He didn't say a word, just a facial expression and a movement, which bluffed everyone.

Fang He could clearly feel that Fang Tiandi's restraint on him was much less.He stood up again, silently waiting in place.

Sure enough, not long after, some people came back with their heads poking around.Lei Yun's training increase is still terrifying, and they are reluctant to bear this increase.

When they saw Fang He sitting there perfectly, with a calm expression and a calm posture, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

They had a new assessment of Fang He's strength.

After seeing Fang He put his hands back and concentrated on his cultivation, everyone was relieved.

Trembling, they returned to the thunder cloud where they were sitting, and began to mutter and practice.After Fang He finished adjusting his breath, he saw that the circle around him was full of people.

There is still some time before the start of the second day.

Fang He thought for a while, then took out two jade bottles containing Jiaolong's blood, passed one of the jade bottles to Shi Shuo, and Fang He used the other bottle himself.

He uncapped the bottle and took a light, tentative sip.

The blood could hardly taste anything, Fang He only felt his tongue was numb, Fang He licked his lips, closed his eyes, and felt the dragon's blood slowly flowing in his body.

Every time the blood left, Fang He could feel the electric current constantly stimulating his meridians, expanding the meridians bit by bit.The thunder cloud under his feet didn't feel tired at all, and continuously sent electric sparks.

Working together, Fang He felt that his brain was extremely clear at this moment.He carefully observed the movement of the spiritual power in his body with his spiritual sense, watching the spiritual power continuously immerse in the dantian.

This is his first real practice.Fang He felt a little nervous, and even looked forward to it.

The force of this mouthful of blood was very strong, and it took two or three full circles in Fang He's body before the force gradually stopped.

Fang He only felt comfortable all over. He couldn't help opening the bottle just now, and the dark blue liquid swayed slightly at the bottom of the bottle, creating a moving arc.

Without hesitation, he raised his head and poured all the remaining blood into his throat.

Fang He's throat was so irritated that he couldn't speak.He could only feel the blood, as if he had sensed something, burst out in his body instantly.

The dark blue dragon's blood formed a huge wave and slammed towards Fang He's dantian violently.The liquid completely wrapped Fang He's golden core, permeating his own energy bit by bit.

The spiritual power in his body automatically runs the exercises, and the vast and far-reaching momentum spreads out without reservation in an instant, and absorbs all the surrounding spiritual energy domineeringly.

In an instant, the air became much thinner.People had to open their eyes again, and saw the familiar voice sounding again——

boom!

Landslides and fissures.

The thundercloud under the crowd trembled, but under their nervous gaze, it didn't fall apart.When people relaxed their nerves, they saw Fang He's clothes bursting at this moment.

The flesh on his body rolled over again, healed again, and tore again.But unfortunately, the owner of this body didn't even move his brows, his face was calm, as if all this happened was not him.

Everyone blinked.

No wonder this monk is so ruthless to others, it turns out that he is so insane that he can be ruthless to himself.

Really crazy monk.