After asking about the Immortal Monument, the elder explained some methods of controlling magic, and then let the Immortal Sect disciples disperse. The Immortal Sect preaching was originally different from the Fairy Hall. Zhu Xian taught them at that time, and he took the trouble to teach them. , reiterated over and over again, but in the Immortal Sect, the elders preach in a concise and concise manner, with few words. After explaining something, it is up to you to understand it.
If you don't want to understand, the elders won't say a word of nonsense.
After all the disciples saluted the elder, they all felt relieved. They dispersed in twos and threes, chatting and laughing. Some met to recite poems, and some met to drink. Although the elder said that the missionary matters at Feiyun Mountain were more important, they should not be put aside. There are not many people in my heart. After all, it is enough to pass the Six Questions of the Immortal Monument within three years. And now that the second year has not passed halfway, why should I be so anxious
Those who can pass the Six Questions of the Immortal Monument in advance are all top-notch people, there is no need to compete with them!
But Fang Yuan had no such idea. After leaving Xiaoqingxi, he went straight to the Sutra Collection Hall. Time is not forgiving!
Moreover, he has been looking forward to the secret scroll of the Immortal Sect for a long time!
In the past, as a handyman, he was not allowed to practice spells, but now he has become a disciple of the Immortal Sect. He can learn ninth-grade spells without having to report to the Immortal Sect. So why are you so polite? He just wants to see it once and enjoy it. …
This is not the first time that Fang Yuan came to the Sutra Collection Hall. He came here to sort out the scriptures and borrowings when he was working as a handyman. However, at that time, he only touched the paper scriptures and could not see the real jade slips. He came here with familiarity. In front of the ancient case at the entrance of the hall, he said to the practicing disciple who was sitting inside and dozing off: "Senior brother, please be polite. Please do me a favor and borrow a set of elementary spell secret books!"
The disciple was drowsily asleep and waved his hand: "Bring me the name talisman and find the secret code yourself!"
Fang Yuan handed over the name talisman as he was told, and the disciple took it and said: "You can only borrow one magic secret book at a time. Only when you memorize it when you go back can you borrow the second one when you return it. Xiaozhu Peak disciples can practice The four spells must not be passed on to outsiders!"
Fang Yuan also knew that the Immortal Sect had very strict control over magic, so he agreed.
Turning around and entering the Sutra Collection Hall, I saw rows of jade slips arranged neatly.
The ninth-level spells of the Immortal Sect are low-level basic spells with a wide range of categories, including wind, fire, thunder, mountain, and rain, as well as some spells that do not fall into the eighth category. Among them, thunder spells require too much talent and are very difficult for people to learn. Fang Yuan only had five choices: wind, fire, and mountain rain. He lingered in front of the four jade slips for a long time, and finally selected one of the fire spells. Department of magic.
"If you study thoroughly within three days, return it as soon as possible, otherwise I will punish you with a spiritual stone!"
"It is not allowed to be recorded or passed on to others privately, otherwise the Immortal Sect will be severely punished!"
The Immortal Sect disciple who was guarding the Sutra Collection Hall gave Fang Yuan a few instructions, then put a mark on his name talisman and asked him to come out.
Fang Yuan was in a very good mood and walked quickly to his house, preparing to start practicing as soon as he returned.
But just when he arrived at the door, he found that someone was already waiting for him.
Two immortal disciples with different statures, one tall and one short, were standing at his door with their arms folded.
"What do you two senior brothers have to say?"
Fang Yuan had no choice but to step forward, hold his fists and ask the two people.
"Are you Fang Yuan?"
The tall Immortal Sect disciple looked Fang Yuan up and down and spoke calmly.
"it's me… "
Fang Yuan was speechless and replied sadly, these two people must have recognized him, why bother asking
"Haha, it's fine if it's you, come with us!"
The short and fat Immortal Sect disciple sneered, raised his hand, and Fang Yuan saw Wu Qing sitting in a pavilion under the pine tree not far away, with an indifferent expression, looking into the distance, holding a hand in his hand. Hold a cup of tea and sip slowly...
"The distance is so close, will you die if you take two more steps?"
Fang Yuan cursed in his heart, but still followed the two of them.
To put it bluntly, in his heart, he still wanted to resolve this problem, make enemies for no reason, and waste time...
"Sit down!"
Wu Qing never looked back at Fang Yuan, but waited for him to come closer and said something lightly.
Fang Yuan had no choice but to sit opposite her and said with a smile, "Senior Sister Wu, what advice do you have?"
"I heard that you, Senior Brother Qi, and Zhou Qingyue are all classmates from the Fairy Hall in Taiyue City?"
Wu Qing still didn't look back at Fang Yuan, he just looked into the distance and spoke lightly.
"It's true!"
Fang Yuan nodded, suppressing the impatience in his heart.
... He really wants to go back to the room to practice right now. Who has the patience to tell her this
"Only now do I know that you and Senior Brother Qi are classmates. I have never heard him mention you before!"
Wu Qing spoke calmly, with a hint of anger in his voice: "But I am still very dissatisfied with the matter between you and Zhou Qingyue!"
Fang Yuan was stunned by these words: What does it have to do with me if you are dissatisfied
But Wu Qing did not try to figure out what he was thinking, and continued: "But how to punish you specifically is a matter for Senior Brother Qi. He is currently preaching in Feiyun Mountain and will be back in the next few months. I I’m too lazy to ask, but for his sake, I will still take care of you, a classmate from Taiyue City, so I’ll give you a chance to apologize to Junior Brother Zhou Qingyue!”
"Apologize?"
Fang Yuan was stunned by these words. Zhou Qingyue was even kicked off the mountain. How could he apologize
Fortunately, Wu Qing didn't let him think too much and said it directly: "Qingfeng Poetry Club cannot tolerate a villain who falsely accuses his fellow disciples. In the eyes of others, Zhou Qingyue is already a member of Qingfeng Poetry Club, but he It makes me very unhappy that you ruined my reputation!”
"So if you come to Lingshan Hall early tomorrow morning and make it clear in front of all the Xianmen brothers that you have angered Zhou Qingyue because of a bet and have old grudges with him, how talented he is If you do such irrational things, you will take most of the blame on yourself. If you do well, I can allow you to join the Qingfeng Poetry Society, which will be good for you, him, and us!"
Fang Yuan was stunned by what he said, and after a while he said blankly: "What if you don't do this?"
Wu Qing seemed to have thought about it for a long time. He curled up his lips and sneered: "After joining the poetry club, I have the guidance of my fellow disciples. If you need resources, we can also take you to take on some tasks. No matter from which aspect, it will be helpful to you." All cultivation is beneficial, but if you don’t agree, haha, if Qingfeng Poetry Society can’t tolerate you, then no one in the Immortal Sect can tolerate you, so you’d better think about it!”
Fang Yuan felt helpless. He sighed, rubbed his face, stood up and said, "I think it's better to forget it..."
Wu Qing suddenly turned his head and looked at him: "Just saying a few words will help each other, but you think it's unnecessary?"
Fang Yuan laughed, turned around and left, saying calmly: "I don't think it's necessary to join you!"
"You... are seeking your own death!"
After hearing Fang Yuan's rude reply, Wu Qing's face suddenly changed color.
The two disciples, one tall and one short, who were wandering outside the pavilion, were even more furious and rushed towards them. The mana auras on the two people had already risen, flickering like flames. They seemed to be at odds with each other. He wanted to teach Fang Yuan a lesson.
"I don't want to be too patient. If you force me, I will draw my sword on you!"
When Fang Yuan saw this, he didn't say much. He reached out and broke off a branch from the pine tree next to him, and held it upside down in his hand.
"How dare this nerd do anything?"
After hearing Fang Yuan's words, the two Immortal Sect disciples, one tall and one short, were a little surprised and hesitated for a moment.
They didn't expect that this nerd would have such a tough attitude just after he started.
What's more important is that they also heard what happened when Fang Yuan entered the Immortal Sect. He broke the two deacons' magic weapons with a sword in his hand. Even Deacon Bai praised their swordsmanship for being seamless and flawless. This shows that The skill of swordsmanship is extremely high.
What they mainly practice is spells. Although the spells are very powerful, after all, they have not yet reached the stage where they can operate the spells freely and can fend off the enemy at will. If they really fight, with their current strength, they may not be able to win. Cheap!
If you really lose a move, your reputation will be very bad!
"You guys should stand down!"
While the two were hesitating, Wu Qing's voice sounded coldly.
The two people were relieved and slowly backed away, still looking at Fang Yuan with vigilant eyes. Wu Qing slowly turned around, looked at Fang Yuan's back coldly, and said lightly: " I also looked at the fact that you are an old classmate of Senior Brother Qi, so I gave you such an opportunity regardless of the past grudges. Are you really going to be so tough-talking, even at the expense of offending our Qingfeng Poetry Society?"
"I just want to practice well, it's you who are offending me!"
Fang Yuan turned his head and gave her a cold look.
Wu Qing smiled noncommittally, as if he didn't bother to answer: "Then you'd better think about it clearly!"
Fang Yuan couldn't help but ask: "If I leave now, will you take action against me?"
Wu Qing just smiled, and the two immortal disciples, one tall and one thin, also laughed, as if they thought his question was ridiculous.
Fang Yuan looked at Wu Qing with some confusion: "I really don't understand why..."
Wu Qing still sneered and disdained to answer, but the short and fat Immortal Sect disciple laughed: "Boy, you are really a nerd. Some things are not as simple as you think. You are in the Immortal Sect and you have to abide by the rules. , otherwise, we have to..."
Fang Yuan directly interrupted him, frowned, and said seriously: "We have no grudges, so I don't really want to have any conflicts with you. I don't want something like Zhou Qingyue to happen again. I'm not afraid. I don’t care about Zhou Qingyue, but I’m afraid of trouble, so I just want to tell you seriously now, I really don’t want to provoke you, so don’t provoke me either, okay?”
His words aroused Wu Qing's dissatisfaction, and he smiled coldly: "Even if I provoke you, what can you do?"
Fang Yuan took a deep breath and said, "I promise, if you provoke me, I will definitely take revenge this time!"
After saying this, he turned around and left without stopping.
As for Wu Qing and others who stayed in place, their faces were livid with anger and they snorted heavily.
(End of chapter)