"I run a cram school?"

Yang Mei was stunned for a moment, and then reacted:

Indeed, if he were to run an Xianwen cram school now, the number of people who wanted to come to the class would definitely be much more than the number of people in Zixiao Palace who listened to the sermon!

Yang Mei now knows about 100,000 immortals, and he alone can withstand more than a dozen Hongmeng purple qi, which is even more buggy than Hongmeng purple qi.

After all, Hongmeng Purple Qi is just a rigid counseling material, even if you hold it every day, it is just an inefficient stuffy self-study, and those with poor understanding can only sigh with admiration.

And Yang Mei is a living person, with his understanding of Xianwen, he can teach students hand-in-hand, as long as it is not too elm head, there will always be some gains.

If there is Yang Mei's counseling, I won't change it for a Hongmeng purple gas.

It can be said that Yang Mei is basically equivalent to a living ultimate enhanced version of Hongmeng Purple Qi!

Who can not be impressed......

Although Bai Ze and the others didn't know how many immortal texts Yang Mei knew, with the ease and casualness he had when he was counseling the freshmen, it would not be less than eight thousand.

Especially Bai Ze and Styx still remember what Yang Mei said before the Ten Yuan Meeting:

…… Maybe I've become a Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal by then!

If you have the confidence to say this, it is impossible to know less than 9,000 words......

And there are a lot of smart people, Bai Ze, Styx, Xihe, and Houtu are just the first batch of students who are interested in signing up, and there are many more students who are looking at Yang Mei intentionally or unintentionally.

As long as he says that he will open cram schools, even if it is a big price, students will grit their teeth and flock to it, just like all kinds of educational institutions for certification and further education in later generations, no matter how high the tuition fee is, someone will report it......

However, Yang Mei did not answer directly, only smiled, put the dust in his hand on the other hand, and said with a smile while rubbing and playing with it:

"Let's look at fate."

……

Don't mention Yang Mei, just talk about Hongjun's side.

After distributing six immortal counseling materials called Hongmeng Purple Qi, Hongjun finally put his mind at ease:

I have already given the opportunity to become holy, whether I can learn it or not, whether I can become holy or not, that is your business, and it has nothing to do with me.

The first saint in history to preach the ancients, since then he has completed his historical responsibility and mission, and can be honorably laid off and retire in Zixiao Palace......

"That's it, I've done everything I can, and the rest is up to you."

Hongjun smiled with relief, and then waved his hand:

"Get out of school, you've graduated!"

In this statement, there is the responsibility of Hongjun since the Ming Dao nearly ninety yuanhui, for this avenue of education abandoned by a certain Taoist ancestor, he has experienced too much:

Create civilization and name all things, the prosperity of the three races, the creation of the way of heaven, the evil corpse Rahu, the robbery magic weapon, the destruction of the immortal alliance, the associated magic weapon, the arch fire dragon and phoenix, the detonation of the catastrophe, the death of old friends, the Dao Demon War, Zixiao three lectures!

This is Hongjun's life, in which there are good deeds and evil intentions, but everything he does is to let the immortal civilization take root from the desolation, and his achievements are indisputable.

The immortal Dao who inherited his kindness in later generations is not qualified to accuse him of setting off the dragon and phoenix catastrophe and killing his friends......

The first saint of the flood wilderness deserves its name!

The thousands of immortal students in the hall all respectfully worshipped and shouted in unison:

"Dao Ancestor!"

This heartfelt voice made Hongjun's mood suddenly sublimated, and he smiled:

"Goodbye, classmates."

……

The golden boy and jade girl, the 10,000-year-old tool man, pushed open the closed gate of Zixiao Palace, and the warm sunlight of the sky outside the sky shone obliquely into the palace, as if paving a golden avenue for the future of the students!

Two pink-carved little Taoist boys, one left and one right, stood next to the door, smiled and bowed to everyone:

"May the senior brothers and nephews have a bright future!"

Although everyone was hit by the lack of Hongmeng purple qi, which caused them to be in a bad mood, they were still relieved when they saw the golden light and the smile of the boy who greeted the door.

Shangqing Tianzun laughed:

"Inherit the auspicious words of the two junior brothers and sisters!"

As he spoke, he took a big stride, the first to walk out of Zixiao Palace, and then disappeared quickly!

Well?

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't understand why Shangqing was running so fast, and there was no Xuanmen etiquette at all...... Wait a minute!

"This guy! Can't you just talk about etiquette? ”

Yuqing scolded righteously, but then his steps were fast, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Everyone finally reacted, and then scolded one by one:

What's it packed in? Don't you just want to grab a few more innate spirit treasures!

Alas, alas! You two wait for me!

……

The beings of Zixiao Palace basically ran out quickly, wanting to grab a few more innate spirit treasures, after all, this thing is not only a necessary thing for beheading corpses, but also a sharp weapon for fighting with others, no one will be too much.

As a result, Zixiao Palace was almost empty in an instant, up to Sanqing, down to Guangchengzi and other Sanqing disciples, and even Bai Ze and Styx and others around Yang Mei also went to compete for the innate spirit treasure.

In the huge Zixiao Palace, there are only a few people:

Hongjun naturally won't leave, and Yang Mei didn't go either, anyway, he doesn't need other innate spirit treasures, and having a whisk of dust is enough to play.

But unexpectedly, Houtu and Zhen Yuanzi didn't leave for some reason.

Oh, Houtu didn't go to grab the innate spirit treasure because she didn't have a primordial spirit, and she couldn't use it if she robbed it......

But Zhen Yuanzi, Yang Mei couldn't figure out why he didn't grab the innate spirit treasure, could it be that his state of mind was already high enough to treat the innate spirit treasure as dung?

In the curious observation of Yang Mei and Houtu, Zhen Yuanzi slowly left the table and came to the bottom of the Hongjun high platform, and then bowed and pleaded with him:

"Dare to ask Mr. Hongjun, does it necessary to behead the corpse with an innate spirit treasure?"

Hongjun smiled:

"I know your intentions, and I also know that you have already cut out two corpses out of thin air, yes, you don't necessarily need an innate spirit treasure to cut off corpses."

Although Zhen Yuanzi had expected it, after Hongjun admitted that he didn't need an innate spirit treasure to behead a corpse, he was still very puzzled:

"Then why did you say that there must be an innate spirit treasure for beheading corpses?"

Hongjun sighed helplessly:

"That's a long story...... If you have free time, you can go to Yujing Mountain and let Yang Mei take you to read two books, and you will know why after reading it......"

Zhen Yuanzi didn't understand much, but looked back at Yang Mei suspiciously......

After getting this answer, Zhen Yuanzi did not retreat, but bowed to the ground and pleaded with Hongjun:

"Please punish me!"

"What are your sins?"

Hongjun asked with a smile.

Zhen Yuanzi replied:

"The disciple deceived the teacher."

"Oh?"

Hongjun was a little surprised:

"Where did you deceive me?"

Although Hongjun is always connected to the way of heaven, so as to understand everything in the wilderness, the theory is that he can directly read the mind, but he never deliberately looks at other people's minds, so he really doesn't know when he was deceived.

Zhen Yuanzi replied:

"Actually, the disciple is clumsy, and the immortal texts I know have already exceeded nine thousand!"

……