"The second son of the Fang family?"

　　 All the people around him suddenly became interested, and turned their heads to look around.

No matter from which point of view, Fang Cun is considered to be a celebrity in the academy. He is Fang Chi’s brother, but he is also a well-known swinger, and he died in Fang Chi. People in Man Liuhu City are waiting to see Fang’s jokes. Suddenly, he showed his talent again, rushing through the back hills of the academy and becoming a disciple of the academy. The strength of this aptitude has spread throughout Liuhu City, and everyone praised his talent.

　　 It even felt like it was taken for granted. After all, the blood that people shed, but the same blood as the fairy master square ruler.

　　 When Mr. Zhong Yue mentioned him, everyone also became interested.

　　 "What do you want me to do?"

　　 Fang Cun was in the back, leaning against the tree to watch the excitement. Suddenly, when Mr. Zhong Yue called himself, he also murmured in his heart.

　　 glanced at Meng Zhixue, and saw that she was also looking at her, and she knew in her heart, it was mostly this woman who was playing tricks.

　　 was reluctant, but he walked through the crowd and saluted Zhong Yue: "Student Fang Cun, I have seen the teacher..."

The old Mr. Zhong Yue looked up and down, and smiled: "You should have entered the academy a month ago, right? Ha ha, your brother, Chang Fang Chi, is the most talented person the old man has ever seen in his life. The academy has always been the best man in the mastery of things. You can cross the back mountains before, and you can see that your talent is not bad. Now you are willing to try, can you shake this Fang Qingyan?"

　　 All the practitioners around are looking at each other, all a little strange.

　　 Someone thought secretly, no matter how talented he is, he has just entered the academy for a month, afraid that he hasn't raised his internal interest?

　　 Some people also thought that since he is the younger brother of Master Xian, he must have started his practice before the academy, but he does not know the depth!

Hearing this old gentleman’s question, Fang Cun made a quick calculation in his heart. He glanced at the indifferent teacher Yuan Zhi who was not far away, and then thought of the impression he planned to make in this academy. Soon, he made a decision. He once again bowed his hand, bowed to the old Mr. Zhong Yue, and said with a smile: "The master has a life, and the disciple has to try it!"

　　 After hearing what he said, everyone was energetic, leaving a place far away.

　　 Since I dare to try, it means that people are sure of it...

　　 Fangcun also stood three feet away from Qingyan, fixed his eyes on that piece of Qingyan, and then secretly moved his inner breath.

That kind of feeling is very strange. Outside of the inner breath, one can feel that it is pouring out quickly, but it is not simply pouring out, but oscillating with the power of the world around the body, faintly, There is an invisible force coiling around the body.

　　 This is the easiest step to control things.

　　 Fangcun himself participated in the study of the method of controlling objects for two or three days. Although there were many difficulties, the power of controlling objects could still be summoned.

Feeling the invisible power of controlling things, Fang Cun guided with his thoughts and pushed forward. He was still very unskilled in doing this. He felt drunk but wanted to walk in a straight line. , But after a few full trials, finally entangled the invisible power in Qingyan, and then gathered a little bit of strength, slowly destroying his own power...

　　 For an instant, he only felt that his inner breath was consumed rapidly, it was like a floodgate.

But also in the process, his power of controlling things became stronger and stronger, as if he had turned into an invisible big hand, clinging to the piece of blue rock, and lifting it up with force, staring at countless people. In the big eyes, I saw that Qingyan actually swayed slightly, and then slowly rose into the air, little by little, slowly leaving the ground, and finally three feet off the ground, with a slight pause.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Also at this time, Fang Cun only felt that his internal breath was exhausted and his energy was exhausted. Qingyan fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.

　　 "Huh..."

　　 Fangcun gasped for breath, and said to Mr. Zhong Yue: "The disciple is still very unfamiliar with what he has mastered, and he shows his ugliness in front of the husband!"

　　 Everyone around him was stunned, staring at him with wide eyes.

Especially the disciples of the Yuan Zhiting Pavilion, their eyes were even more surprised. In their hearts, Fang Cun was originally a newcomer who had entered the academy two years late, and had not even received instruction from the teaching, but in terms of controlling things, Surpassed people like yourself?

　　 But when I think about Fang Cun’s lesson, I think it’s a matter of course.

　　 If it wasn't for his profound cultivation and higher than Shen Shiming, how could he beat Shen Shiming like that?

　　 And all the cultivators around were suddenly noisy, their expressions were different, and there was a lot of discussion.

Someone exclaimed: "This second son has only been in the academy for a month, and he has such abilities. It is really amazing. The talent is really tangible. The talent of Daxia Xianshi is shocking. The younger brother of Master Immortal is slightly inferior to Master Immortal compared with his compatriots. It is definitely not comparable to ordinary people. He is simply God’s darling..."

　　 Some people even think: "Even if the talent is high, it is not so high. Before he entered the academy, he had a cultivation base!"

　　……

　　……

　　 "This kind of talent is really rare!"

Old Mr. Zhong Yue looked at Fang Cun, as if he saw the shadow of another person from him, and sighed: "You have passed through the back hill of the academy before, and many people praised you. You are so talented. Brother Nai, now the old man has seen you within a month, you have entered the stage of refining breath, and the foundation is so solid, it is really admirable, you have not lost your brother's face..."

　　 With his eyes, it was natural to see that Fang Cun was able to hold the Qingyan by pure mana, not skill.

　　 But in a way, this is more precious!

　　 Fangcun was praised, so he had to pretend to be polite, and said, "It's all kind of teacher's teaching!"

This is true. If he had not listened to this day's sermons and solved some doubts, Fang Cun might not be able to do this. What he heard on this day was enough for Fang Cun to figure out afterwards and comprehend it. Digested for a while.

　　 "Hehe, that's a good remark!"

Old Mr. Zhong Yue seemed to be wrong, laughed, and said, "Even if you have a good talent, you must have a teacher to teach you to be more diligent..." He turned his head and turned away. One person said: "Yuan Zhi, you taught well, Mr. My Academy, you should do your best to live up to the immortal palace's request that we cultivate immortal seedlings..."

　　 "Um..."

　　 Fang Cun heard the words, his face suddenly became a little weird.

　　 And not far away, Yuan coach, who was praised by the public, froze there even more.

　　 His face was blue and white, and I don’t know if I should say thank you, or I should walk away...

　　 "Hahahaha..."

　　 Other people don't care about his embarrassment. First, someone snickered, and couldn't help it. There was already a burst of laughter.

　　 And in this laughter, Yuan coaching is even more embarrassed, looking bitterly at everyone who is laughing.

　　……

　　……

　　 "This is...what are you laughing at?"

Seeing everyone around him watching Yuan Zhi laughing there, Mr. Zhong Yue also felt something was wrong. He didn't tell any jokes, so he was amused, especially Yuan Zhi's flushed face, with no self-confidence. It made him even more surprised, obviously he was boasting you here, how to look at him like this, it was embarrassing as if he had taken a few mouths in public.

On one side, Meng Zhixue also had a faint smile on her face. Seeing that Mr. Zhong Yue was puzzled, she quietly stretched her head and explained a few words to him. Mr. Zhong Yue's face gradually became ugly as he listened. Now, looking at Yuan Zhi, his brows frowned slightly.

"This is real?"

　　 He suddenly turned his head and looked at Fang Cun~lightnovelpub.net~, his face was rather serious.

Fang Cun naturally knew what he was asking, and it was at this time that she understood the reason why Meng Zhixue had to come and listen to the preaching by the teacher. She must have asked Shen Shiming and her own Liangzi before. Knowing that she was expelled from the teaching, but she did not expect her face to be so big, she could actually attract the teacher to pay attention to her...

Suddenly, all the lights around him were seen on his face, even Yuan Zhi was looking at him coldly, looking at this strangely embarrassing square inch, but he obviously didn’t care, his face was always hanging on. Some indifferent meaning.

　　 Fang Cun raised his head and looked at Meng Zhixue, just in time to see Meng Zhixue looking at him.

　　From that gaze, she seemed to be able to feel that she encouraged herself to tell the cause and effect of this incident.

Facing the countless gazes, Fang Cun knew in his heart that perhaps the original Yuan Zhi expelled himself from the academic pavilion was not a major event, and even the freedom of teaching would not be an exaggeration. If you say this in peacetime I am afraid that the master will not say anything more, but at most I will find another school pavilion for Fang Cun, but now, it is in front of the students of the academy, and even some Qi refiners in Liuhu City. After all, this matter It is not good to hear. If this matter is said, Yuan Zhi will be reprimanded...

　　 just...

　　...Is it enough for him to be scolded?

　　……

　　……

　　 An elusive smile flashed through the bottom of his eyes...

　　 He straightened his waist slightly, turned his head, and glanced at the coach Yuan Zhi next to him, just in time to see Yuan Zhi was about to eat people.

　　 So he showed a slightly unnatural look, turned his head and said to Mr. Zhong Yue: "No!"