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

Hearing the news suddenly, a shock flashed in the eyes of everyone present. They looked at Fang He with doubts in their expressions.

In fact, not only them, even Xie Lingtai, the person involved, was a little confused now. For the first time, a look of surprise appeared on his usually calm face. At this moment, his spiritual consciousness completely fell on Fang He's face.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

However, after a long period of calm, what was revealed was a deep-seated explosion.

Chen Yi spoke first.Her sharp eyes moved slightly, passed over Fang He's face, and landed directly on the cram school.The cram school stands here small and exquisite. Compared with the antique, quiet and ethereal architectural style around it, it is more three-dimensional and intuitive, and it is also full of a different style that transcends the realm of self-cultivation, referred to as modernization.

But in the eyes of cultivators, this kind of modernization appears extremely crude.

Chen Yi: "You want to say that as long as you enter the comprehension cram school, everyone present can become Xie Lingtai? Not to mention, you may not be able to tell whether what you said is true or not."

"After all, Xie Lingtai's deeds have been circulating for a long time after 1000 years, but I have never heard of it. What kind of comprehension cram school."

Chen Yi's words cooled down all restless hearts.Their eyes all fell on Fang He, waiting for his answer.

Even Xie Lingti, he was extremely curious about how this person in front of him had the courage to say those words.

All eyes were on Fang He.

Fang He raised his brows and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.He tilted his head slightly, and his delicate side face was exposed to the halo, emitting a shimmer.

"These questions are interesting."

"Come in first." Fang He said as he opened the door.

Many people have been to the first floor of the Xiuzhen cram school, but most of them are still unfamiliar to them.Especially Chen Yi, she was standing side by side with Tao Lele, looking at the first floor with a little scrutiny and scrutiny.

"This is the front desk, and it usually receives ordinary students. And you..." Fang He's voice paused, and his footsteps moved lightly, and he stepped onto the stairs on the second floor.

He stood in the backlight, his voice was clear and somewhat mysterious: "Please follow me."

The second floor is a place that no one in the entire Central Continent has set foot on.

This kind of differential treatment made everyone's minds explode.They followed Fang He's footsteps and walked towards the second floor.

Immediately afterwards, rows of neatly arranged starch-yellow tables and chairs appeared in front of them, and dust slowly floated in the sky. Under the refraction of the light, there was a little tranquility and beauty.

Someone stepped forward involuntarily, and reached out to touch the table and chair in front of him. The touch of wood lingered on his fingertips. He asked in disbelief, "Is this the place where Xie Lingtai used to practice?"

Why does it look so ordinary.

There is no severe cold and hot heat, no yellow sand all over the sky, and even ordinary life like a mortal life.Here, how Xie Lingtai knows the world with one sword, and the world with one step.

Fang He's eyebrows remained the same, he led Tao Lele with his right hand, and walked towards the classroom where he was.The classroom is empty and silent, with layers of sponge mats on the floor, making this deserted classroom a bit more childlike.

"This is..." The eyes of everyone present fell on Fang He.

The corner of Fang He's mouth curled into a slight smile, which made Xie Lingtai feel a little bad foreboding.

Sure enough, in the next second, Fang He's voice sounded in everyone's ears, with a bit of evil:

"This is the classroom where Xie Lingtai stayed. I have never changed any of the layout here."

When the guesses in everyone's minds were affirmed, the expressions on their faces instantly became weird.Legend has it that Xie Lingtai, more than 1000 years ago, was cold and aloof, and disdained to be with any genius.His only friend is the sword in his hand.

The sword was extremely ordinary, as if it had been forged by a mortal at will. There were even rumors that there was a crack at the tip of the sword.The whole sword is extremely fragile and easy to break.

But it is this sword, a sword that shakes the sky.

However, no one would have thought that for such an amazing and talented Tianjiao, the room where he practiced before was so filled with the color of fairy tales.

When they looked up slightly, they could see the dark blue night sky. There was a moon and a few stars painted on it with fluorescent materials. There was also a big apple tree on the wall next to it. It looked really...

"Don't be interested." Chen Yi said with the corner of his mouth twitching.

Fang He lowered his eyes, taking in the expressions on everyone's faces.He smiled and turned on the projector.The projection also refracts the light and hits the falling screen.

This thing is a bit strange, so everyone can't help but look at it a few more times.Soon afterwards, Chen Yi retracted his eyes.She is a very purposeful girl who has never forgotten her original purpose from beginning to end.

She said: "These things are all based on your mouth. If you want to say that, why don't you say that Xie Lingtai is your son."

Xie Lingtai: ...

He didn't become a father, but was forced to become a son?

Fang He smiled softly. Facing Chen Yi's questioning, there was no anger on his face: "A teacher for a day, a father for the rest of his life. According to this method, I can indeed be Xie Lingtai's father."

As soon as his mouth touched, Fang He became the father of the famous Xie Lingtai.

Fang He felt a little flattered when he thought that Xie Lingtai, who was so high and looked up to by everyone, was staying in his storage bag at the moment, listening aggrievedly to him saying these words, and still being unable to refute them.

He didn't lie, as soon as Xie Lingtai appeared, it was on the projector in this classroom, rounded up, and with language embellishments, wasn't it Xie Lingtai's classroom.

Telling Xie Lingtai to make him a monk, to make him a Buddha, right now, it is the small interest he is asking for.

No matter how happy he was in his heart, the expression on Fang He's face was still well controlled. He reached out and took out the leaf from the storage bag without cherishing it, and just dropped it in front of everyone.

The leaves show an emerald green posture, and the tail of the leaf root is naturally upturned, forming a smooth line arc.Closer, people can even feel the surging vitality in the leaves.

This vitality is still growing upwards at an increasing rate per second.

Chen Yiyi recognized it at a glance, her eyes were wide open, without hesitation, she said firmly: "This is a fake spiritual weapon!"

Although Chen Yi couldn't make a good utensil, for some reason, she had been in contact with utensils of various levels. Of course, there were higher-level pseudo-spiritual utensils, but there had never been one that was as vigorous as the leaf in front of her. up.

Really perfect.

After all, Chen Yi is someone who has seen the big world, and the expression on her face can be considered calm.After hearing Chen Yi's words, the others had a little excitement on their faces, and looked at the leaf with curiosity and longing.

This is a fake spiritual weapon.

In the Central Continent, pseudo-spiritual weapons and spiritual weapons are relatively rare implements.It appeared in front of them at this moment, which made them look at the leaf more carefully.

When Fang He came over with the teacup, he saw this group of people called Tianjiao huddled together, circling and turning around the leaf, chanting words, as if they were talking about something.

This is inexplicably stupid.

Fang He couldn't help smiling, he sat down cross-legged, and put the teacups in his hand on the ground one by one, no more, no less, exactly equal to the number of people.

The tea gas was dense, turned into tea mist, continued to rise, hovered in this small classroom, and formed a small tea party impressively.

Fang He glanced at them, stretched out his hand and patted the empty seat beside him, and said to the dozen or so students who were still standing, "Why are you still standing, sit down."

He lifted his sleeves and held the handle of the teapot, the spout of the teapot was tilted downwards, and the sound of water hitting the cup was really pleasant.And in such a clear and crisp knocking sound, it was Fang He's casual words:

"Isn't it just a small pseudo-spiritual weapon, it can be used like this."

He waved his robe, and the teacup in front of him landed exactly in front of everyone, the tea in it didn't even shake, and remained calm.

"Don't you want to make sure whether Xie Lingtai is studying in our cram school? You can confirm it now."

Fang He: "The pseudo-spiritual weapon in front of you is not an ordinary pseudo-spiritual weapon, it is Xie Lingtai's communication talisman."

Messenger?

This rhetoric was beyond the imagination of everyone present.Their eyes were round and round, with a little longing in their eyes, looking at the leaf in front of them.

If it hadn't been for Fang He's words, they would never have imagined that the things they have always regarded as treasures could only be regarded as one-time consumables in the eyes of some people.

Although among these people, Xie Lingtai, whom they have always admired, is included.Even they couldn't help feeling envious and jealous towards Xie Lingtai in their hearts.

There was even a fire in their hearts, clamoring all the time, wanting to burn.

At this time, Fang He just added a barrel of oil:

"Why can they do it, but you can't?"

His words were short and concise, but with high weight, directly igniting the fire in people's hearts.Now, in the eyes of more than a dozen people present, everyone's eyes are full of upward fighting spirit.

Correct!

Why can others and they can't?These people are all well-known geniuses in the Central Continent, and they will never admit that they are worse than anyone else.

Even if it is Xie Lingtai standing in front of them now.

Fang He is very satisfied with the fiery atmosphere in the classroom.He grabbed the leaf in his hand, played with it, and said to everyone:

"Of course you can too."

Fang He sat up straight, the white robe tightly wrapped his tall figure, his fingers were slightly bent, and a spiritual force rolled up the leaf, cutting off the connection between the leaf and the spiritual energy.

Xie Lingtai only felt his eyes go dark.After he realized that he was locked in the small dark room again, Fang He had already started his own chicken soup encouragement.

His voice was cold, and he spat out word by word from his throat, his words resounded clearly in everyone's ears.

"If I remember correctly, each of you now has a stele in your hand. This stele is the key to the upper world. And now, there are only two years before the door to the upper world will be opened."

"And what we have to do is to develop your potential to the greatest extent possible in these two years, so as to raise your strength and cultivation to a higher level."

"At that time, the entire Central Continent will be your legend. Your deeds will overshadow Xie Lingtai's legend."

"At that time, I think you can go to Xie Lingtai in person and ask him if he has studied in our Cultivation Cram School."

"I believe that everyone present, you can do it!"

"As long as you think about it, everyone is Xie Lingtai."