"Did you hear that? That guy who got promoted from the handyman is a lunatic..."
"This is a big celebrity nowadays, who doesn't know him?"
"Haha, it is said that on the third day after entering the Immortal Sect, this man set fire to Junior Sister Li's window. It is said that Junior Sister Li was changing clothes at that time, and he saw something he shouldn't have seen. As a result, Junior Sister Li went crazy. I chased him with my sword for more than ten miles along the mountain road..."
"Senior Brother Liu was even worse. He said that he got up one night, looked at the full moon in the sky and thought of his hometown. While he was chanting, he suddenly heard an explosion in his room, half of the roof was cut off, and the wind blade cut off half of the roof. Flying around, a few wind blades flew past Senior Brother Liu's thighs, frightening Senior Brother Liu into confusion at the time. It is said that since then, the younger brother in the crotch has not been very obedient. A few days ago, he was I heard that he went to the dining hall and bought a lot of animal whips and brought them back to make soup. I don’t know if they have any effect now... "
"I can understand the beast whip to replenish qi and strengthen yang, but why does Senior Brother Liu need to use those words when he is homesick for the moon?"
"Perhaps I was thinking of a certain girl from my hometown... Anyway, Senior Brother Liu went to complain to the deacon in tears!"
"Not only Senior Brother Liu, but also the junior brothers and sisters next to his small building, everyone is full of complaints..."
"Yes, even the deacon couldn't ignore it. He went over to punish Tong'er and give him a slap in the face!"
"Haha, this is actually a wonderful man. I originally wanted to be friends with him..."
"Oh, let's forget it. There are many people in the Immortal Sect who can be friends. Why bother to touch Senior Sister Wu Qing's bad luck?"
"What I'm saying is that I heard that all the disciples of the Immortal Sect went to the deacon to complain, and there was also the Qingfeng Poetry Society. No one wanted to be his neighbor. They usually stayed in the Sutra Collection Hall, the Alchemy Workshop, and the Magical Instrument Pavilion. , and you can’t even see his shadow. In our fairy sect, we all pay attention to staying together to keep each other warm and helping each other. This guy is so good, he has made himself a loner... "
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Among the Immortal Sect, rumors about Fang Yuan, a disciple who was promoted from a handyman, have never ceased. All the Immortal Sect disciples felt that he was alone and excluded, and they started talking in private, and even felt that he was a pity. , the cultivation life in the Immortal Sect is inherently boring. If there is no one to talk and drink with, wouldn't such a life be too lonely
Of course, this is what other people think, but for Fang Yuan, there is only one feeling...
… The life in this fairy gate is so happy!
There is no need to worry about cultivation resources, no need to be distracted by chores, and just focus on cultivation. Such a life is simply a fairyland.
Ever since he realized that the Qingfeng Poetry Society was ostracizing him, he simply didn't want to go there to make himself miserable. After getting the secret magic scroll from Xiaojiao, he no longer had to go to the Sutra Pavilion to be looked down upon by others. He himself had gained a fortune. Naturally, with the spirit stone subsidy, there is no need to take on tasks anymore. Occasionally, if you need some special resources, you can go to Manager Sun. He has many connections!
Qingfeng Poetry Club wanted to exclude him from the crowd, so he simply took the initiative to stay away from the crowd!
After practicing in the small building, after several incidents, the Immortal Sect also imposed a ban on him, not allowing him to practice spells in the small building, so he had to go deep into the bamboo forest and find a quiet place to practice. The practice lasted all day, and I even forgot to go back. After a few times, I simply cut bamboo into wood in the bamboo forest, built a small bamboo house, and lived here!
During the day, I went to watch the flowing water in front of the waterfall and felt the continuous flow of water magic. I listened to the whistling bamboo wind and was moved by the endless changes of wind magic. At night, I lit a wildfire in front of the bamboo house and read by the light of the fire. Feeling the various magical powers contained in the flickering flames; living in the bamboo forest, he was far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and devoted himself more to practice.
What does the quarrels and fights between people mean? Those spells contain the control of the power of heaven and earth. In Fang Yuan's opinion, this is more beautiful than anything in the world. It allows him to be immersed in it forever. He also has no complaints...
However, every three or four days, he would leave the bamboo forest and go to the elixir supervisor Xiao Lajiao to help, not to earn resources, but simply to get more exposure to elixirs. In addition to feeling small when playing chess, Chili, the stinky chess player, is a bit annoying, but at other times he is very calm and content. When he gets really bored, why don't he go have a drink with Manager Sun
It was while drinking with Steward Sun that all the big and small things in the Immortal Sect fell into Fang Yuan's ears.
Steward Sun was born with a fondness for his boss, the head of the Li family. Although he was just a handyman, no matter in the Immortal Sect, big or small, could escape his eyes and ears, even which elder was moved by the mortal heart and married. He took a disciple as a concubine, and he knew everything down to which honest disciple of the Immortal Sect fell in love with another female disciple but he was interested in her and the other was ruthless...
Sometimes Fang Yuan was curious, how did he know
But there is no reason, Manager Sun just knows, he is so omniscient and omniscient...
Of course, the premise is that these things must be gossipy enough. Steward Sun is never interested in things that are not gossipy enough!
Likewise, although Fang Yuan stayed away from the crowd, he was always aware of the affairs of the Immortal Sect. He had already heard that the Qingfeng Poetry Society had made a private bet, betting that if he could not survive for two months, he would take the initiative to ask for help. They lowered their heads, but they heard that the bet was originally for one month, but after one month passed, there was no result, so they had to change it to two months...
He is too lazy to pay attention to this principle, and now he only thinks about cultivation.
During practice, no matter how hard, tiring or dangerous it is, I feel satisfied when I see that those extremely terrifying powers are actually under my control. As for whether I can't control this power well, or even get backlashed and lost. He is not worried about his life!
Spells may be difficult or easy, deep or shallow.
He can figure it out by himself at a young age. The difference is only in practice, but he won't worry about the backlash.
As for the difficult part, he directly used Tian's technique to push away, and he gained a deeper understanding, and invisibly avoided countless dangers.
To him, the sight of the enraged female fairy rushing towards her with a sword was far more terrifying than practicing magic...
As for his progress in cultivation, he was also very satisfied.
With the help of Sufficient Spirit Stones and the Xiaozhu Peak Spirit Gathering Formation, his cultivation slowly improved. Finally, more than a month later, he gradually reached the third level of Qi training, which was higher than he had expected when he was in the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall. It took more than two months, and he was very satisfied.
There has also been great progress in other areas such as elixirs, formations, talismans, and tools, and the basic knowledge has almost been fully mastered.
Usually, in addition to the corresponding scriptures, he would read them all once. Occasionally he would go to the deacons to ask if he had any questions. The deacons were very generous in this regard. They knew that Fang Yuan started late, so there must be many If it wasn't enough, I would explain everything to him in detail. Of course, Fang Yuan had always been aware of this. It wasn't just the disciples who needed to practice in the Immortal Sect, the deacons also needed it. He worked hard to improve his cultivation, so he figured out most of his problems by himself.
Gradually, two months passed, and life in the Immortal Sect returned to peace again.
Fang Yuan was promoted from a handyman to the Immortal Sect, and the attention he attracted because of his excessive diligence in cultivation has gradually faded away. Because he was ostracized by the Qingfeng Poetry Society, the interest of the Immortal Sect disciples in watching the excitement has also faded. Even the Qingfeng Poetry Society gradually lost interest in him. In the past two or three months, all the efforts they exerted were like being penetrated into cotton, and it was very uncomfortable!
Others who have entered the Immortal Sect will always want to blend in, otherwise they will not feel safe.
Qingfeng Poetry Club actually made a big fuss about this point, blocking Fang Yuan and Xianmen tyrannically, forcing Fang Yuan to bow his head and admit defeat. However, what Qingfeng Poetry Club sang was actually a one-man show. After more than two months, Fang Yuan Yuan didn't react at all...
This is inevitably a bit embarrassing...
At first, they were still looking forward to Fang Yuan's reaction to make them more interested. But later, they gave up on this idea and had to express their admiration for Fang Yuan. This guy is really awesome. Very good at hiding...
More importantly, the time for the second Feiyun Mountain mission has finally arrived!
Now, Qingyang Xiaoqizi, who was the first to receive the four Dharma inheritance of Qingyang Sect, has completed his enlightenment and is about to go down the mountain. As we all know, when the seven of them returned to Xiaozhu Peak, they also arrived at Feiyun Mountain to open it again. When the disciples preached…
As we all know, Wu Qing, the second head of the Qingfeng Poetry Society, is determined to win this opportunity to preach!
The Qingfeng Poetry Society naturally attaches great importance to this matter. After Wu Qingye went to the mountain to preach, their Qingfeng Poetry Society was equivalent to having two inner disciples in this immortal sect. Invisibly, their natural status With the skyrocketing growth, coupled with Wu Qing’s family background and Qi Xiaofeng’s personal strength, it is a sure thing that Qingfeng Poetry Club will become the number one in Xiaozhu Peak!
"When...when...when..."
Until one gloomy afternoon, the preaching bell on Xiaozhu Peak rang and slowly swayed in the mountains. All the disciples of the Immortal Sect guessed that the preaching at Feiyun Mountain was about to have an outcome, and they all hurried to the main hall. They rushed over, especially the members of the Qingfeng Poetry Club, who called their friends and companions one by one, surrounded Wu Qing, and poured into the main hall to welcome this exciting moment!
But what they probably didn't expect was that just when the bell rang, Fang Yuan, who was studying in the bamboo forest, gently put down the book in his hand, smiled faintly, and then tied up his long hair. Fa, put on a green robe, and left the bamboo house...
(End of chapter)