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

Ji Zhao is a smart person, logically speaking, he should be able to see through a little bit.However, he looked at Fang He with a half-smile, and leaned lazily on the back of the chair with a stagnant back, his movements and expressions were full of relaxation.

He raised his eyes lightly, pretending to be puzzled and said, "What do you mean once you return to before liberation?"

There was a slight smile in Ji Zhao's eyes. He seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly leaned forward and pulled the distance extremely close. He said softly to Fang He:

"Teacher Fang, you can be gentle when the time comes, at least leave me a little Taoist book."

"I don't have a Taoist companion yet."

With that said, Ji Zhao took out a token from his storage bag and handed it to Fang He.Fang He lowered his eyes slightly, and saw a gold-plated "Ji" character engraved on the top of the token. Under the refraction of the light, the word "Ji" flashed a little bit.

Fang He took the token and played with it in his hand. He could clearly feel that Ji Zhao's aura still remained on it.

Ji Zhao: "If Teacher Fang wants Lingjing, he can ask for it in various shops with this token. As for Wu Chengxian and Zhishan, it depends on their own wishes."

When he said this, Ji Zhao stood up from his seat.Perhaps because of staying in the fourth heaven for a long time, Ji Zhao's face turned slightly pale.He pressed his fist to his lips, coughed lightly, then lowered his head and said:

"It's getting late, teacher, I'll take my leave first. I really hope that one day, I can listen to your class, Teacher Fang."

His cheeks were a little flushed due to coughing, and his eyes were a little moist.The dim light from the outside, through the window, shone into Ji Zhao's eyes, allowing people to see the rising hope at a glance.

Fang He said: "It won't be far."

When the Nine Layers merge and the order of heaven is in order, under the gentle breeze and warm sunshine, the sound of reading aloud will be heard in the cram school.

Fang He was a little worried about Ji Zhao's body, so he accompanied Ji Zhao to the first floor.Boss Qian and Jingui were already waiting for Ji Zhao, and when they saw Ji Zhao coming down, they immediately surrounded him.

Ji Zhao nodded towards Fang He, and then the three of them walked towards the gate of the cram school together.The surrounding fog floated faintly, and when it was about to engulf Ji Zhao's body, Ji Zhao seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned his head.

He didn't look at Fang He, but at the door.Fang He followed his line of sight, and heard Ji Zhaoxu read slowly and unhurriedly:

"At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, why is Jin Shan reciting scriptures in his room? Why does Ji Zhao hunt birds all night? How is the love triangle between Xie Lingtai, Peerless Beauty, and Cuihua twists and turns? Why can't Wu Chengxian laugh at the end? Let's walk in Today's supernatural decryption."

This string of words was read out of Ji Zhao's mouth without emotion.His face was calm, as if there was nothing unusual about him.On the other hand, Boss Qian, who was standing beside him, couldn't help lowering his head, his shoulders shrugged up and down.

Fang He touched his nose, and when he turned his head to explain, he heard Ji Zhao say with a smile:

"Teacher Fang has a good mind. In the future, I will definitely learn from you."

After saying this, he didn't say any more, and with Jingui's support, he turned around and walked towards the depths of the mist.The ethereal mist surged rapidly, covering the figures of the three of them.

Fang He touched his chin, and glanced at the blackboard at the door.He thought, the words on the blackboard should be changed, otherwise Ji Zhao would be so embarrassed when he saw this line of words next time.

So, he strode forward, walked to the door, squatted down, and changed the words on the blackboard.He frowned and thought about it, and felt that the above text should be more simple.

After all, his very good deciphering column has been hanging at the door for so long, and no one has asked about it.It is estimated that everyone is not interested in these fancy things.

He pondered for a moment, picked up the chalk and wrote on it——

Comprehension cram school, the choice of heavenly pride.The current class members are: Xie Lingtai, Wu Chengxian, Ji Zhao, Zhen Shan, etc. Welcome to the second floor for consultation.

After writing this line of text, Fang He clapped his hands contentedly.He believed that many monks would come to ask him this time!

What an exciting slogan, after all.

Fang He opened the cram school, and then walked towards the second floor.

When the cram school opened, the thick fog outside began to surge.Many monks limped towards the cram school, their eyes full of heavy.However, when their eyes fell on the plaque of the building in front of them, and after looking at the five words "Cultivation Cram School", their eyes lit up.

"There is no unparalleled road, and the cram school has reopened in such a short period of time!"

"Just right, we can recuperate in the cram school."

"This time, the Heavenly Dao went so far as to kill them all. It's terrible. Our missions won't be like this in the future!"

All kinds of whispering voices sounded, and everyone walked quickly towards the cram school.Every step they took left a trail of bloody footprints.When they walked to the entrance of the cram school, their faces were already extremely pale, and even their bodies trembled slightly in the air, as if they would fall down anytime and anywhere.

Just as they were about to step into the cram school, they glanced to the side, as if they had noticed something unusual, and opened their eyes wide.

They saw that outside the cram school, the blackboard that had been randomly placed at the door had completely changed the words on it.These monks read the above content at a glance, and the expressions on their faces became indescribable.

"Why do I feel now, why is this monk, Zhen Ling, so unreliable?"

"... I also have the same feeling. I always feel that a monk is more arrogant than us when he brags."

"If Zhen Ling can really collect the Tianjiao of the prosperous age, then I will eat my shoes."

Everyone discussed for a while, but none of them took the words on the blackboard seriously.They walked quickly into the cram school, looked up and down, and found that Fang He was not staying on the first floor.After hesitating for a while, they looked at each other, then sat cross-legged on the futon and began to practice.

The rich aura rolled up and down, constantly repairing their injuries.The open wounds on their bodies slowly scabbed and finally fell off.

And Fang He waited and waited on the second floor, but in the end he still didn't wait for someone to come up to consult him.He pouted slightly, opened the system panel, and began to think about the method above.

In fact, the system's requirements are very simple, that is, to recruit some talented students Tianjiao and Lingjing as much as possible.Everything else is handled by the system.

As the predecessor of the system, Tiandao knows how to deal with Tiandao better than the others.Therefore, Fang He did not have the slightest pressure. He opened the system interface, repeatedly confirmed with the system, and finally confirmed that this plan has a great possibility.

It's just that it's true, there's a lot of help when you get the right way, but you don't get much help if you don't.With Ji Zhao's involvement, there are not many Tianjiao standing on Tiandao's side.It can be said that this is probably the worst way of heaven in history.

After staying on the second floor for about an hour or two, Fang He couldn't stay any longer.Holding Ji Zhao's token, he walked down leisurely, and saw the monks on the first floor sitting cross-legged practicing, with a serious expression and a rigorous attitude.He took another look at the blackboard at the door. There was no sign of anyone touching the blackboard. It was obvious that these monks were not interested.

Fang He shook his head and sighed, tossing the token in his hand up and down, in the mist, he found a random direction and walked towards it.

It wasn't until this time that Fang He could feel the horror of Ji Zhao's industry.In every shop on this street, Fang He could see that their lobby was full of people when he walked in.In such a thriving business store, a lot of idle and liquid funds are placed.

Fang He went in and came out again, and there was an extra storage ring on his hand.Fang He didn't finish shopping for a whole street, and Fang He wore two or three rings on each finger.With a slight shake of the fingers, one can hear the crisp sound of the rings colliding together.The voice was so pleasant that Fang He couldn't help squinting his eyes.

After collecting all the streets in one direction, Fang He turned his head and walked in another direction.After walking in four directions, Fang He wore one storage bracelet after another on his wrist, and seven or eight rings on each finger.

Although these are just a few storage bracelets and storage rings, there are a lot of spiritual crystals hidden in them.

Although these spirit crystals will be handed over to the system in the end, it does not hinder Fang He's good mood.Fang He raised his eyebrows, and he walked towards the cram school.

However, at a distance, he saw several familiar figures standing at the entrance of the cram school.Before he approached, he heard a sneer sounded in the air, the lazy and indifferent voice seemed to be smiling, and said slowly:

"In such a short period of time, I was demoted to a new generation and became a student of this teacher?"

"From now on, everyone will be brothers of the same school. Right, Senior Brother Xie, Senior Brother Ji, Senior Brother Jin?" The other party's tone was full of ridicule, and his red robe flew up and down, drawing a smooth line in the air radians.

The monks practicing on the first floor of the cram school seemed to have noticed something, and they slowly opened their eyes.When they opened it, their eyes instantly enlarged.

What did they see?

Wu Chengxian in red, Xie Lingtai in white... Familiar faces appeared in front of them, and their eyes widened. At this moment, their minds went blank, and they had no other thoughts at all.

After a long time, a trembling voice broke the peace in the cram school:

"Could it be that what Master Shi Ling said is true. These are all students from the cram school?"

This sentence reminded them immediately of the blackboard standing at the door.They originally thought it was something Master Shi Ling casually said, but now it seems that it is true...

They swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and at this moment, they fully understood what it means to be a monk who does not tell lies.

Wu Chengxian crossed his chest, watching the changing expressions of the monks in the cram school, and finally couldn't help but chuckled, his long and narrow eyes full of interest.His eyes fluttered, and he stretched out his hand to poke Xie Lingtai and provoke him, but he didn't want the other party's gaze to look in one direction as if attracted by something.

At the end of the mist, there was a person standing there, his gaze fell on them lightly, like a hermit who didn't care about fame and wealth.His brows and eyes were covered by a faint mist, and he couldn't see clearly. Only a pair of eyes revealed a sense of nonchalance that didn't seek fame and fortune, and didn't offend the world.

Wu Chengxian raised his eyebrows, and with just one glance, he recognized who the other party was.His deep pupils immediately filled with a smile, and he said, "Xiaofang... Teacher?"

Wu Chengxian pronounced the word "teacher" very ambiguously and tenderly, as if it contained a hint of sweetness.Those who hear this voice seem to be indulging in his endless tenderness.

As if hearing his shout, the unworldly figure standing there finally moved, walking towards their direction, and following his walking, a series of crisp and pleasant voices rang in their ears sounded...

Dingling Dangling, Dingling Dangling.This string of crisp knocking sounds clearly entered the ears of everyone in the foggy environment.

Fang He's footsteps stopped, and his body froze in place.

Everyone who heard this voice just after coming out of the cram school couldn't help blinking.

Why do they feel that this voice is so familiar?

It sounded like the sound of money colliding.