"Young Master, the begonia in Shannan are blooming, will they go?"

Yan Zi jumped into the courtyard with a pretty green skirt, smiling like a flower, holding a cluster of newly picked white lotus fruits in her hand, raised her bare hands, threw a branch at Xu Yi, and hung seven or eight fruits.

"Go, of course, go, prepare a tent, see that the weather is good today, and it will definitely be full of stars and the valleys of the south mountains and the sky, which is suitable for viewing the galaxy."

Xu Yi picked a fruit and bit it crisply. He stood up lazily from the rattan chair under the sycamore tree and expanded his chest.

Yan Zi was ordered and ran into the room excitedly and prepared to go.

At this moment, the sound of the door being pressed out came from outside. Xu Yi browed and said with a smile, "I'm here, come in, between you and me, is it necessary to do this set of false gifts?"

Yan Zi looked out from the window and saw Meng Fan walking in with a depressed look on his face. Xu Yi turned around, spread his hands at her, shrugged her shoulders, Yan Zi spitted out his tongue and shrugged her head back, knowing that this trip to Nanshan would probably be a waste.

"I'm leaving."

Meng Fan walked straight to the rattan chair where Xu Yi was lying on, lay down straight, and said something like this to his face.

Xu Yi smiled and said, "It's been three years since you persisted, it's really not easy. It's time to withdraw. How great is it to go back to be your lord? Why bother here to hold on? It depends on people's face."

Meng Fan's career was not going smoothly, strictly speaking, it was very difficult.

His lecture hall was opened and almost no one cared about it.

Originally, the local hype industry had long emerged and developed into a spectacular way. Meng Fan was not a stubborn person, so of course he also worked on it.

Facts have proved that without deep academic literacy, it would not work even if you teach peddlers and other peddlers in Biyou Academy.

What's more, this kind of teaching must be paid.

Originally, Meng Fan could have hired someone to attend classes and hired someone to pay himself, which did not violate the rules.

But even with Meng Fan’s wealth, Bai Yuanzhu, which had a total of tens of thousands, had no way to make up for it for a while. Moreover, he had to pay half of the management fee to the board of directors. He just made money by spending money on his own rather than really getting paid by selling knowledge. The cost was too great.

Xu Yi has some understanding of Meng Fan’s situation. After all, they came together, so how could they not contact each other?

What's more, Xu Yi is a farmer who is quite breakthrough and is well-known far and wide. When Meng Fan was frustrated, he couldn't help but come over and complain to him, and then he could eat two bowls of spiritual rice.

Xu Yi can't understand his demise and his demise.

But Meng Fan's persistence and Meng Fan's persistence also made Xu Yi admire him.

Not everyone can persist for three years in such a depressed state.

"Do you want this preaching card?"

Meng Fan suddenly spread out a blood-colored jade plaque, which was the certificate he started talking about.

Then he saw him urged to lift the ban, and a number appeared on the blood-colored jade plaque: 341.

It is the merit points accumulated in the past three years, the reward of a white wish bead, and the accumulation of a merit point.

He needed ten thousand points to pass, but now he only had more than three hundred points, so he really couldn't see hope of passing the level.

Xu Yi was extremely surprised, "Is this thing still available for transfer?"

He suddenly realized that Meng Fan had been insisting on this, not only resilience and will, but also interests.

Meng Fan said, "I won't go with you anymore. There are no less than hundreds of lecturers like me in Biyou Academy, and newcomers come every year. If you just have a qualification and accumulate hundreds of merit points like me, it will be enough. But most, of course, including me, want to survive until ten thousand points and get the opportunity to enter the test hall."

Xu Yiqi said, "Enter the test hall? What is this? Good, it seems that your surname is Meng is really unauthentic. How much spiritual rice you have eaten over the years, but you are still hiding your mind and making secrets with me."

Xu Yi is also a senior "Bihuai". He is already familiar with life in the world of Biyou Academy. He has some new and old friends who come and go, but he did not expect that there are such blind spots in knowledge.

Meng Fan slumped on the rattan chair with his limbs relaxed, and his eyes were empty to look at the sky in the distance, "You don't know much. Do you think everyone is begging for nothing and staying here, really just because there are plenty of fairy energy here and abundant resources here?"

"Why is that?"

Xu Yi was intrigued.

At least for him, he stayed here just because of the clarity of the will of heaven here.

Meng Fandao, "Of course, it is to enter the major temples. If you don't enter the temples, how can you hear the great road? You have been here for three years, and you have seen the fun of the crowds. Why are the most geniuses of all races gathering here? Isn't it that the distant inheritance of the major temples of the Biyou Academy Palace?"

Xu Yi could understand Meng Fan's words.

What Meng Fan calls liveliness is that whenever there are geniuses coming to the big world of the Biyou Academy Palace, whether it is setting up a ring, showing magical powers, or using Taoist techniques, showing supreme talent and bones, thus gaining great attention.

What impressed Xu Yi the most was that there was a man in red who, by chance, melted Yan Yan's heart and became the most powerful practitioner of fire-type martial arts. As soon as he showed his talent, he alarmed the two major temples. He was eventually included in Qixia Temple and embarked on the fast lane of practice that countless monks dreamed of.

As a bystander, Xu Yi is of course jealous, but he is just jealous.

He is a guy with clear purpose and knows what he wants.

But now three years have passed, what he wants has changed again.

He realized that entering the dojo would be the starting point for his new opportunity.

"In addition to these superb geniuses, the way most people enter the dojo is to get the qualification for the competition through the thirty-year exam competition, and they are on this brand."

As he said that, Meng Fan shook the bloody sign again.

Xu Yi said, "You have been persisting for three years. Now you don't want to persist anymore, so come and find me. What's the use of this brand? I wonder how many years will it take to start this thirty-year competition?"

According to the analysis of the world situation, Xu Yi believed what Meng Fan said, and of course he was moved by this talisman.

However, today, the world is getting worse and the hearts of people are not as good as ever. The more you want something, the less you care about it, so that it is in line with the public's aesthetics.

Meng Fan said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival in the Bingchen year is the next big competition."

Xu Yi calculated with his fingers, "That's the year after that, it's only less than two years, and it's almost a thousand minutes short of it. You can activate your talisman. Forget it, I'll not take advantage of your brother. It's not easy for you to stay in the past three years. Not to mention anything else, just staying for three years, the flower wish beads are at a sky-high price, let alone other expenses. If you sell this brand, it's also easy to make up for the deficit. How could I bear you?"
Chapter completed!