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Chapter 462 Good or bad depends on the person

Lao Fang suddenly woke up and said, "Okay, okay, you can continue practicing and I won't disturb you."

After hanging up the phone, Lao Fang felt faintly disappointed. It was not that his daughter was not close to him, but that he had been practicing for decades and was not following a pure path of cultivation.

People like Liu Baihua and Fang Lan were never happy about the opening of the school, and they had no interest in positions such as principal. That was what they called cultivation. No wonder he had disciples in Green Mountain who could survive the tribulation.

How come there are so many differences between people, but I am still the worse one.

Lao Fang sighed in disappointment. He originally wanted to inform the news early, but this blow suddenly felt boring.

But we still have to do what was handed down from above.

So he calmed down for a day and started sending messages to the leaders, asking them to come to the meeting.

What Lao Fang didn't know was that before he notified him, the bosses below had heard the news from other cities.

"Other cities have already issued notices."

The head of Yaya Mountain held the phone in his hand and asked the other party: "Have you received the notice from Mr. Fang?"

"No, I asked other shanmen in our city, but they didn't receive it either. Alas, you said this happened. Our sect has been passed down for hundreds of years, and suddenly there is a school on it. What does it mean? This will not happen in the future.

Is there such a thing as a teacher? Isn’t this a loss of decency?”

"Which bastard came up with this idea!" the head of Yaya Mountain said angrily.

"Hey, don't shout." The leader of the other party had to hold the receiver farther away, "This matter was probably discussed by the higher-ups, and I don't know if there is any room for change."

"Since Mr. Fang didn't notify us, it means that he doesn't agree with it, so this matter will definitely not be done."

The head of the other party said, "This is best. Alas, you don't know, I was so anxious when I heard the news that bubbles formed at the corners of my mouth."

"Don't worry. If you notify other cities, you will deceive them into losing their mountain gates. Don't forget, our city also has a green mountain, and Lao Fang will not agree to it for the sake of the green mountain."

"Yes, yes, that makes me feel relieved."

The two people did not expect that not long after the call ended, they received a group message from Lao Fang, asking them to go to the district for a meeting.

The head of Yaya Mountain had a premonition that it must be for this matter.

But his speculation was in the wrong direction. He thought that Mr. Fang must be uniting with them to put pressure on the superiors.

So when Lao Fang said: I hope you can support the official decision.

The head of Yaya Mountain’s eyes almost popped out of his head.

"This is not possible." The other sect leaders said, "Mr. Fang, you know that our profession has always relied on the inheritance of masters or families. Some family sects have hundreds of years of inheritance. How can we cut it off?

"

"Going to school doesn't mean that you will end your inheritance. You should teach as you should." Lao Fang said, "It's just that there are more students."

"Hey! You said it so easily, how can it be the same!"

"Don't be so emotional." Lao Fang said, "This is the result agreed upon above. If you don't want to, you can't change anything. Why not respond positively and occupy some teaching staff positions in the school."

"Mr. Fang." The head of Yaya Mountain stood up, "I just want to ask, what does Mr. Liu from Green Mountain say?"

Lao Fang: "Mr. Liu will not participate in the association's affairs."

"Can the disciples of Qingcui Mountain not have a cultivation certificate?"

Lao Fang looked at him and said, "The disciples of Qingcuishan have never had certificates. Mr. Liu did have one when he was working in the association. Later, when he quit, the association revoked his certificate."

One of the leaders glanced at the leader of Nya Mountain, "Even if the people of Qingcui Mountain don't have documents, who dares not to recognize them?"

"That's right!" The person who called the head of Yaya Mountain before also understood. The entire association combined could not defeat the pair of masters and apprentices in Qingcuishan. What documents did they want?

The head of Yaya Mountain refused to give up, "Mr. Fang, Mr. Liu and Mr. Xiao Liu don't need it, but as far as I know, your daughter has also joined Qingcui Mountain. Doesn't she also want this certificate?"

"Yes, she doesn't want it." Old Fang didn't even raise his head.

"Okay." The head of Yaya Mountain relaxed his body and leaned back, "Then we at Yaya Mountain don't want this certificate either."

Lao Fang glanced at him and said, "I know that there is a genius in your monastery, but don't be too happy. Even if Xiao Chen is a genius, can you guarantee that Xiao Chen will always be in your monastery?"

The head of Yaya Mountain suddenly stood up, "What do you mean!"

"Sit down." Lao Fang frowned and said: "The skills of a mountain sect are always limited. The school is also established to train cultivators systematically. When the time comes to compile the skills of all the sects, do you think Xiao Chen will go to the school by himself?

?”

When Lao Fang said this, the leaders next to him were dumbfounded.

What's going on? Why are all the Shanmen's exercises compiled? It seems they haven't agreed yet!

Although the Immortal Ascension Curse has been shared, isn't that an accident? It would be too difficult for them to take the initiative to share their own skills.

Lao Fang is still advising the head of Naya Mountain, "With Xiao Chen's qualifications, she can become a school teacher. If you help her make the connection, she will definitely thank you. Don't wait until she feels that you have learned nothing before leaving."

, I’m afraid she won’t miss the old relationship at that time.”

"The same goes for you." Lao Fang said, "I know you also have disciples with good talents. Instead of hiding them, it is better to make plans for them now."

The leaders around the conference table looked at me and I looked at you, and it seemed that for the first time they had such a tacit understanding.

The head of Nya Yashan rarely said sober words. Since Qingcui Mountain does not need the certificate issued by the association, why do they have to?

Lao Fang couldn't understand the eye contact between these people and knew what their plans were.

"I know what you are thinking, you can refuse to open a school, that's what I say." Lao Fang stood up and prepared to leave, "It's just that when other districts bully you, don't call the people in Green Mountain, they won't care.

.”

After saying that, he turned around decisively and walked away.

Others around the conference table were unsure about his temper. A boss who had a good relationship with Lao Fang called out to him, "Lao Fang, don't be angry."

"Why should I be angry? How many more years can I live?" Lao Fang turned around and said, "Anyway, my daughter has been saved. The future of your descendants is all in your hands. Whether you stand on your own feet or accept the proposal from above, it will be up to you.

It’s your convenience.”

"I accept it!" The leader who just stopped Lao Fang was the first to compromise, "Let the school be a school. If the disciples know how to be grateful, they will naturally know which mountain gate they came from."

No matter how entangled they were in their hearts, in the end, three days later, all the mountain gates in Qingning City compromised.

I am not afraid that no one will do this, but I am afraid that others will do it and I fail to catch up. When the time comes, their disciples will have a future, but the people in my sect will be labeled as evil cultivators.

All the heads are nodded one after another, and in the end, even the most repellent people can only agree.

During the recent period, Chu Jingyu often received packages from Mr. Fang, with words attached to them saying he was grateful for his life-saving grace.


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