"In the Immortal Sect, practicing well is the foundation. Why do you do all this mess?"
After returning to the room, Fang Yuan silently wrote it down in his mind, looking a little speechless and helpless!
He slowly drank a cup of tea before throwing away these thoughts. After resting for a while, he began to practice magic.
The magic power was poured into the jade slip, and many small golden characters appeared in the air above the jade slip. They were densely packed, and they were all about the methods and tips for practicing the art of controlling fire. Each word was very detailed, and Fang Yuan immediately read it carefully. Read on.
This method of controlling fire is so simple that he can figure out the trick without even using Tian's technique.
The rest is just a matter of practice!
To put it bluntly, the practice of this magic is essentially the same as the practice of swordsmanship.
The requirements for understanding are not very high. More importantly, it still requires constant practice.
To a certain extent, you can think of spells as an invisible sword. The more you practice, the better you will become!
Of course, the power of a spell is also related to one's own cultivation. The higher the cultivation, the stronger the power.
Others started practicing these low-level spells after practicing Qi for one level. While they were familiar with the spells, they also used the operation of the spells to hone their control over the magic power. Fang Yuan was already a little late now. He was now practicing Qi. Starting to practice spells only after reaching the third level is like having a lot of strength but never learning how to control it...
"When you think quietly, you see fire, and when you move away from the mysterious Chen, the three Yangs gather together, and when you think about it, fire is born..."
He secretly thought about the magic method in the secret scroll, and the magic power traveled among the meridians, so violently that his fingers spread out.
"Pa" "Pa"...
There were two slight explosions like candles, and a few sparks suddenly appeared between Fang Yuan's fingers, but they disappeared in an instant.
"The magic control is still a bit weak..."
Fang Yuan secretly thought about the problem and continued to try again and again.
On the third day, Fang Yuan already knew the operation of the fire control technique so well that he no longer needed to keep the jade slip in his hands, so he went to the Sutra Collection Hall again, first to return the jade slip. Secondly, I also want to borrow a new magic jade slip...
Although the spells are different, it will be more beneficial to practice by referring to each other.
It was quiet in the Sutra Collection Hall. Apparently not many disciples still needed to borrow the secret book. They had already learned what they needed to learn. But what Fang Yuan didn't expect was that he handed over the name talisman as he was told and wanted to borrow another one. When he used the technique of controlling the wind, the other party's expression changed drastically. He stared at Fang Yuan silently for a while. He suddenly leaned back, put his legs on the case, and said, "No!"
Fang Yuan was slightly startled when he heard this: "Why not?"
"No, it was naturally borrowed by someone else..."
The disciple said lazily and impatiently.
Fang Yuan was startled for a moment and said: "As for the other elementary spells, they are all fine!"
"nothing!"
The disciple blurted out without even thinking about it, and almost drove them away.
Fang Yuan intuitively felt that his attitude was completely different from yesterday. He understood something in his heart and fell silent.
"You'd better go back, don't delay the other brothers!"
The disciple showed no fear on his face and even looked at Fang Yuan provocatively: "If you are not convinced, you can go to the deacon and file a complaint against me!"
Fang Yuan nodded, then turned around and left the main hall. After walking in the bamboo forest for a while, he simply walked to several other places in Xiaozhu Peak, such as Lingshan Hall, Fuzhao Hall, Lingdanfang, etc. As a result, he quickly Then he determined his current situation...
In the Lingshan Hall, the servant who was polite and respectful to any disciple of the Immortal Sect actually seemed to have turned over and became the master. When he saw Fang Yuan, his nose was not his nose and his face was not his face. He was beaten and beaten without saying a word of anger. , the meal prepared for Fang Yuan was not as full as other disciples, it did not even meet the most basic portion, and the spiritual rice porridge was sour.
He went to the Fu Zhao Hall and said that he wanted to receive a task. He put away all the oily ones and pointed at the third-level Fu Zhao that even the inner disciples did not dare to accept easily. He said with a sneer: "If you want to do quests, just take those ones!"
As for Lingdanfang, it is a place where Xianmen disciples who have money in their hands can spend gold, silver, or spiritual stones to buy some elixirs that are helpful for their cultivation. When they see Fang Yuan appear, they should hold them there. Although a disciple of the Immortal Sect was a little timid, he still took out a few inferior elixirs in front of Fang Yuan with a trembling voice, and told Fang Yuan that this was all he wanted.
"The money I gave is no less than others, why can I only get these crappy things?"
Fang Yuan looked at the deacon disciple expressionlessly.
The Immortal Sect disciple was so frightened that he almost cried, and begged in a low voice: "Senior brother, please don't embarrass me. I can't help it. You have offended someone you shouldn't have, so don't bring trouble to me." Ah, please, come back after the trouble is solved!"
Fang Yuan took a deep breath, said no more, turned around and walked out the door.
As expected, Qingfeng Poetry Club still refused to give up. Even though they had already made it clear, they still took action!
Although these little tricks are not very powerful, they are still annoying. Fang Yuan feels that he should really fight back!
He thought deeply for a while and then went to the elixir prison first. He hadn't seen Xiaojiao Ling Hongbo for a long time, but he was still familiar with Fang Yuan. After hearing Fang Yuan's intention, he smiled and said, "You Have you encountered the dirty things in the Immortal Sect? Haha, what is this? If you stay here for a long time, you will know that there are more powerful ones, can you still endure it? "
He said as if he thought of something: "I have heard about the Wu Qing you are talking about. He is a child of a small cultivation family. His talent is only average, but his temper is very rampant. Most of the children of these small families are like this. The upper class She can't get into her own circle, and the lower circles look down on her, but she has developed an unreasonable arrogance. Since she has given you the opportunity to bow your head, if you don't follow her wishes, you have offended her, so how much should she use? It’s appropriate to use small means to deal with you, do you want me to intercede for you?”
"I agree to what you said, but you don't have to intercede on my behalf, just do me a small favor!"
Fang Yuan said calmly, but his attitude was extremely firm.
"Do you really want to waste time with them? This bad temper is not popular in the immortal sect..."
Xiaojiao shook his head and said with a smile: "Why are you fighting with others now? Her background is nothing in the entire Immortal Sect, but in Xiaozhufeng, where there are only two or three kittens, she is somewhat popular. With You will suffer a loss if she fights with you. By the way, you are not going to complain to the deacon, are you? Let me tell you, that would be very embarrassing. If you do this, your reputation will be ruined... "
"That's not true. She has her own ways to squeeze me out, and I naturally have my own ways to deal with her!"
Fang Yuan spoke very calmly, as if he didn't really take these things to heart.
Little Pepper sighed and said: "Since you have helped me improve my chess skills a lot, I agree to what you said. I didn't teach you the immortal arts before because you were just a handyman. You are not qualified to learn, but now you have become a disciple of the Immortal Sect. If I teach you in private, it does not violate the rules of the Immortal Sect. Besides, even if you violate it, no one will dare to come to trouble me. You can just take it later!"
Fang Yuan agreed, and when he left, he had a few volumes of magical secrets copied by hand.
When he returned to the small building where he lived, he thought to himself: "Is it because of these reasons that those people think that if I leave them and are ostracized by them, I will not be able to survive in the fairy sect? This is really too childish. Don’t these people understand the truth that in the Immortal Sect, only strength is real, and true strength cannot be forged by a group of pigs?”
Thinking like this, he became more and more proud: "I have told them before that I will retaliate, but they still come to provoke me. Is it because they don't take my revenge seriously? Then I will take this opportunity to show you Look, what is my revenge!"
When he was thinking about this problem, his heart felt cold. He turned his magic power and with a cry, a ball of flame rose up in his palm!
The flames illuminated his resolute expression, making him look very heroic!
... But what Fang Yuan didn't expect was that the flames suddenly lost control due to his inattention. With a "bang" sound, it rose several feet high and became so bright and scary that he himself was startled and hurriedly threw away his hand. Throw the flames out of the window!
"Snapped… "
Flames hit the windows of the house next door and a scream was heard inside.
"Ah yo..."
Fang Yuan couldn't care less about whether he was heroic or not, and hurriedly stuck out his head to take a look, shouting: "I'm really sorry..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.
The window next door had been burnt out, and I happened to see the scenery inside. A beautiful woman seemed to be changing her clothes. She had almost taken off her clothes. She was holding her chest and looking over blankly. The body makes people dizzy...
"Oh my god..."
Fang Yuan was stunned for a long time, staring at the woman. When he realized that he was in big trouble, he suddenly shouted, raised his hands sharply, and kept groping: "My magic power has been circulating. Meng, why can't I see it all of a sudden..."
(End of chapter)