Fang Yu returned to the southern capital directly.
He first went to the vegetable garden and took a look, and found that everything was fine in the vegetable garden.
The fence made before, the effect is very good, at least no wild animals can break into it.
Fang Yu thought for a while, picked a few fresh green vegetables in the vegetable garden, and returned to his own community with his hand.
Due to what happened before, the apartment where Fang Yu lived was almost turned into a ghost apartment.
In the whole building, only Fang Yu was left.
Fang Yu took the elevator upstairs and opened the door with the key. He found that the entire hall had been cleaned, the furniture was neatly arranged, and the ground was spotless.
"Brother Yu, you are back." Su Lengyun walked out of the inner room with a shallow smile on her beautiful face.
"How many days have you been here?" Fang Yu asked.
"From the day of Megatron, after you left, I'll be back here." Su Lengyun stepped forward, took the green vegetables in Fang Yu's hand, and asked, "Brother Yu, are you hungry?"
Fang Yu hadn't eaten or drink for more than a month, and was hungry and thirsty.
"Of course." Fang Yu said.
"Then... I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you." Su Lengyun turned and walked to the kitchen.
Fang Yu walked to the coffee table and drank several glasses of water in a row.
After drinking, he leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and rested.
But just a few seconds after closing his eyes, he felt a surge of magical power.
Fang Yu opened his eyes and looked aside.
A figure appeared in the empty sky.
It is Mo Xiu.
"Fang...Master, do you have time to talk?" Mo Xiu asked.
Since the Battle of Megatron, Mo Xiu has only awe in front of Fang Yu, and even changed his name.
"How did you know that I came back here? There is no spirit body left in this house." Fang Yu looked around and said.
"Hehe, Master Fang, my eyeliner is all over Huaibei. In fact, I will already know where you are in less than five minutes after you return to the south." Mo Xiu smiled.
"Just tell me if you have anything, but let me say it first, I have settled the immortal race, and the transaction between me and you is over. If you want to ask me to help you do something, you have to pay the corresponding compensation." Fang Yu said lightly.
"I understand. I came here today not because I have something to trouble you, but I want to ask Master Fang your wishes." Mo Xiu said.
In the transaction with Fang Yu, Mo Xiu only asked Fang Yu to help gather information about the Immortal Clan.
However, Fang Yu was killing the entire Immortal Clan. This was already an over-fulfillment of the task. Mo Xiu never thought of making a fuss about this transaction again.
"Wish? What kind of will?" Fang Yu asked with a frown.
"Regarding the immortal incident in Huaibei this time, you are the one who satisfactorily resolved this matter. If you want to, I will disclose the true situation of the matter to the Beidu Martial Arts Association and the Order Organization, so that the entire Huaibei, The entire Huaxia people know that you are the hero who saved them..." Mo Xiu said.
"It's alright, I understand what you mean." Fang Yu interrupted Mo Xiu and said, "I am not interested in becoming a hero, so don't do this."
"But if you don't say it, it would be too unfair for your contribution to Master Fang. In addition, if you let the Beitou Budo Association know about this, you can get a lot of rewards." Mo Xiu said.
"Not interested, don't say anything anyway, just maintain the status quo." Fang Yu waved his hand and said.
"In that case... I have to thank you sincerely on behalf of those who were saved by you." Mo Xiu's expression was serious, and he bowed deeply to Fang Yu.
If his students were there to see this scene, they would be shocked.
As a six-star master, Mo Xiu is also one of the deacons of the Order of Order, both in the martial arts world and in the mage world, his status is extremely high.
With his qualifications and seniority, there are not many people in China who can treat him so respectfully.
"Your behavior is completely in line with your age, it is the rigid style of an old man." Fang Yu shook his head slightly and said.
"This is what I have to do." Mo Xiu said.
"It's up to you, if nothing else, you can go, I'm going to eat." Fang Yu said.
Mo Xiu smiled and said, "Okay, I won't hinder your time, Master Fang."
After speaking, Mo Xiu's entire body slowly faded, and then completely disappeared.
"Brother Yu, the noodles are ready, do you want to eat in the living room or..." Su Lengyun asked, poking her head out of the kitchen.
Fang Yu got up, walked directly into the kitchen, and swallowed Su Lengyun's noodles in the bowl with his head up.
"Brother Yu... Did I cook too little? If you want more, I'll..." Su Lengyun asked hesitantly, staring blankly.
"Enough, eating too much at once is unhealthy, let's eat later." Fang Yu said.
…
At this time, it was four o'clock in the afternoon.
"Brother Yu, did you break through your retreat during this period of time?" Su Lengyun asked, sitting opposite Fang Yu.
"Well, barely broke through two floors." Fang Yu replied.
"Two layers..." Su Lengyun bit her red lip, looked at Fang Yu, and asked, "Brother Yu, can you tell me how far you are now in your true state...?"
"The refining period is nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine levels." Fang Yu replied truthfully.
"Qi refining period..." Su Lengyun knew that this was what the martial arts world had said before, and the refining period was equivalent to the congenital realm.
But the number of nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine made Su Lengyun feel incredible.
Although she didn't doubt what Fang Yu said, the number of layers was really unheard of.
Isn't the innate realm only twelve levels
"You must be unbelievable, and even think I'm lying to you, but I'm telling the truth. As for why this is the case, I have studied for many years, but I haven't figured it out." Fang Yu said.
Su Lengyun looked at Fang Yu with shock in her beautiful eyes.
She asked Fang Yu this question because she wanted a goal, so she struggled towards it and chased Fang Yu.
But Fang Yu's answer prevented her from doing this.
Because she really has no idea about the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine level of the Innate Realm.
"By the way, Brother Yu, where did Mr. Lin go?" Su Lengyun asked again.
"He... Let me tell you the truth. He doesn't belong to this world. The Lin Batian you see is just a will. After repairing your meridians, that will will dissipate, so he disappeared. "Fang Yu said.
Su Lengyun's face changed and said, "Mr. Lin is because of me..."
"As a will, he will dissipate sooner or later. He is voluntary, you don't have to blame yourself." Fang Yu said.
Su Lengyun looked at Fang Yu and said softly, "Brother Yu, is Mr. Lin a good friend of yours?"
Fang Yu's eyes flashed, and he replied, "Well, I have known him for many years."
Su Lengyun opened her mouth when she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't speak.
Fang Yu stood up, stretched his waist, and said, "I went back to the room to take a shower and then slept. Recently, I was a little overworked."
"Good." Su Lengyun nodded.
…
After Fang Yu took a bath, he slept until the next afternoon as soon as he went to bed.
After fully charging the phone, Fang Yu saw a lot of missed calls after turning it on.
Among them, Guo Gang from Nandu University called him more than a dozen times.
Fang Yu thought for a while and called back.
On the phone, Guo Gang was very emotional.
Since Fang Yu was unable to attend classes one after another, the College of Arts had given several warnings, and now he had reached the point of dismissal.
"Professor Fang, I have helped you many times, and Dean Wang has also helped you out many times, but you are too much. You haven't come to class for more than a month for six weeks... This time, we really can't help you. "Guo Gang said.
Fang Yu said thank you, but didn't say much.
Recently, he has to do too much, and he really can't go to class.
It's a good thing to fire him from Nandu University, and he won't have to go to class in the future.
As for the experience of being a professor, Fang Yu didn't feel very good, so he might as well be an ordinary student.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Yu came to the personnel department of Nandu University and went through the resignation procedures.
"It's a pity." Wang Yangshi, Dean of the Faculty of Arts, was also there, looking at Fang Yu, and sighed.
"It's my personal problem." Fang Yu said.
Fang Yu left Nandu University after completing the formalities.
When he walked to the school gate, he saw a familiar figure.