Master of Great Calamity

　　 "Brother Zhou, this technique of controlling things, is so wonderful!"

　　Zhou Qingyue frightened the dead leaves with aura and hit the head of Fang Yuan. The dead leaves were light and could not hurt anyone.

　　 But the disciples next to me saw a lot of applause, and Zhou Qingyue also looked around, looking very proud.

This is one of the techniques that can only be practiced after the first consummation of Qi. The volley deterrent, which operates freely, although he can only deter the light dead leaves, which is more harmless, but from this hand, it has been revealed Zhou Qingyue's great attainments of the art of imperial possession.

　　 also felt that this was the best time he had performed in recent times.

　　 Especially the dead leaf hit Fang Yuan’s head, and it was cast out in front of Sister Xiao Qiao, which made him more ecstatic and proud of his words.

　　 Several other Xianmen disciples called this good also heartily praised, only the little sister Qiao Mei frowned slightly.

　　 Withered leaves hit his head, Fang Yuan who was about to leave suddenly stopped, his fists clenched slowly.

　　 He was silent for a few moments, and then turned around slowly.

　　Zhou Qingyue seemed unable to see the anger in Fang Yuan's heart, jokingly said: "Brother Fang, can you still see this art of imperial possession?"

Fang Yuan said expressionlessly, "Qingyang Sect's first-stage Qi-Qi method, within three feet, frightened dead leaves, fluttered and moved freely, but this handy spell of yours, the power is scattered but not condensed, The dead leaves are gone and there is no change, it can only be regarded as a downgrade!"

　　He said this very seriously, but the other Xianmen disciples heard it, but they were all startled, and they laughed dumbly.

　　 "It's up to you to be able to point me?"

Zhou Qingyue's face became a little ugly. He just asked a ridiculous question just now, how could he really ask Fang Yuan's meaning, but he didn't think that this man actually put himself in accordance with the content of the Qi Qixin method A pass was approved, which reminded him of the scene where the disciples in the Taiyue City Fairy Hall stood tall and made them eclipsed.

　　 "You also said just now, I am the top of the Xianbang list, but you are the tail of the Xianbang list, and of course I am qualified to point you!"

　　 Fang Yuan's faint expression, his expression seemed very serious.

　　 "Haha, this once the top of the fairy list, the tone is indeed not small!"

　　 "Qingyang Sect established for thousands of years, and the handy disciples should point out the disciples of Xianmen. Should this be the first one?"

　　 "However, the few words of Brother Zhou that he just commented on are pretty good..."

　　 All the Xianmen disciples snickered and looked at Fang Yuan with a distracted look.

　　 "Ah, Brother Fang, let's go, there is still work left in the Tibetan Buddhist Temple..."

　　Sun Guanshi looked down a bit and tried to persuade Fang Yuan to leave without having to stay here to be humiliated.

　　 "Almost, let's go!"

　　 The little sister Qiao also gave Fang Yuan a complicated look, and spoke lightly to other Xianmen disciples.

Zhou Qingyue could hear the sympathy of the other party in Xiao Qiao’s words, but this sympathy made him feel uneasy. He deliberately looked at Fang Yuan, a pitiful look, and said: "Hey, I want to relive It’s a pity that Brother Fang taught patiently, but now we are a disciple of Xianmen, a handyman, a disparity in status, and I am far away from cultivation. I am afraid that I can’t wait for this day..."

　　 "Why?"

　　 Fang Yuan said calmly: "A handy disciple can also practice. Is your qualification stronger than me?"

"I……"

　　Zhou Qingyue really wanted to bear it, but this sentence was really unspeakable.

　　 People are the top of the Xianbang list, but he is only famous on the Xiaoyi list. No matter how thick-skinned, he dare not say that his qualifications are stronger than him.

　　 But in front of everyone, this question was asked by Fang Yuansi silly, but it made his face dull.

　　 There was also a bit of anger in my heart, and the feeling of stepping on him under my heart was even stronger!

Just a slight meal, he simply sneered: "Of course I can't compare the qualifications of Brother Fang, huh, huh, who could have beaten you at the top of the fairy list? But now I am a bit lucky than you, and I have to be favored and have a teacher Senior Brother and Sister Zun pointed to cultivation, and with the resources provided by Xianmen, if you can't compare with you as a handy disciple, wouldn't it be stupid like a pig?"

　　 said, showing off in general, throwing a small red stone in his hand, looking at Fang Yuan from the top.

　　 "Spirit Stone?"

　　 saw the little red stone, and the eyes of all the handymen were straight.

That is the most popular practice resource in the practice world. The spiritual energy content in a piece of spirit stone is enough to match the ten low-level Qiqi pill in the hands of their handy disciples. This difference in treatment is enough to make them envious Red eyes...

　　 saw the spirit stone, and they couldn't help but sympathize with it.

A handy disciple has to be angry with other disciples of Xianmen, and he can quarrel. People can get a spirit stone every month, but you only have two low-level practising Qi Dan. It’s not fun to ask for it, is it fun?

　　 "The gap between Xianmen disciples and miscellaneous disciples is really large..."

Looking at the spirit stone, Fang Yuan also moved slightly, looked at it, and then looked away. He already had an idea in his heart, and said lightly: "If you change someone else, my local handyman, of course, dare not talk to others. Than, but if Brother Zhou you say..." He suddenly laughed and said: "...I don't think it will be too far away. After all, in my eyes, you have never been smarter than pigs!"

　　 Boom!

　　 After listening to these words, all the expressions were like ghosts.

　　 Is this just a curse?

Zhou Qingyue's face was even more swollen and purple, her fists squeaked, and she subconsciously glanced at Xiao Qiao sister, and when she saw her smile, she was more angry and coldly said: "Idiots say dreams, Do you dare to look down upon me as a handyman?"

When 　　 said this, he took a step forward, and there was already a disagreement, and he wanted to start.

　　 Fang Yuansi did not fear, said lightly: "I don't look down on you, I just want to ask you, what if I exceed you in cultivation?"

　　 "Hahahaha..."

Zhou Qingyue sneered: "What if you were the leader of the list? It's just a handy disciple. My disciple Zhou Qingyue's immortal disciple, can't beat you? If one day, your cultivation practice surpassed me, I will knock you three times!"

　　 Other Xianmen disciples listened and nodded secretly.

　　 The gap between handy disciples and Xianmen disciples is too large, and it is getting bigger and bigger.

From the beginning, it was destined that the practice speed of the two sides was not at the same level. It can be said that if the handy disciples wanted to exceed the disciples of Xianmen, they simply walked on foot. Not to mention catching up, the gap between the two sides will only increase. The bigger!

　　 Fang Yuan didn't seem to understand this, but just said lightly: "You don't have to kowtow to me, just give me the spirit stone in your hand!"

　　Zhou Qingyue was a little bit startled, only to react, it turned out that this handyman was jealous of his own practice resources...

　　 looked at Fang Yuan playfully, and sneered: "Don't say this piece of spirit stone, how about giving you ten pieces?"

　　 Several other Xianmen disciples also became a little strange.

　　In their eyes, this handy disciple really seems to have been forced into a madman...

　　 Was he sensationalizing, or did he really think he could compete with the disciples of Xianmen?

This thought has not disappeared yet, Fang Yuan has turned his head lightly and said, "This is also a small bet between me and Brother Zhou. I don't know what your brothers think, are you interested? Also want to add a little bet?"

　　The group of Xianmen disciples heard the words and looked at each other suddenly, which was unexpected.

　　 A man in purple clothing smiled and said with a smile: "This bet is so interesting, I am also excited, so keep up with a spirit stone..."

　　 Another person smiled and said: "Everyone is in the same class~www.NovelMTL.com~ I also played for Brother Zhou, just received the spirit stone, bet it!"

　　 "I will also come..."

　　 "Oh, what's the fun of gambling a spirit stone, if this handyman really wins Brother Zhou, I will give you ten spirit stones!"

For a time, five or six people all opened their mouths. They naturally understood that Fang was obsessed with dreams, and this bet was just a joke. At this time, they naturally wanted to give Zhou Qingyue a face, but they didn’t really want to. bet. But the little sister Qiao did not speak when it was her turn, a pair of beautiful eyes, just looking at Fang Yuan up and down, it seemed that she had a strong interest in him.

　　 "Haha, thank you brothers and brothers!"

Zhou Qingyue had a light on his face, smiled and clenched his fists, then lifted his chin slightly, looked at Fang Yuan, and said with a smile: "The bets you want are all there, but I also want to ask Brother Fang, if you are in Cultivation cannot catch up with me, but how about staying?"

　　 had thought to himself that he was a practising Qidan for disciples, and only wanted Fang Yuanchao to knock on his own.

But Fang Yuan did not answer his words, but his face slowly became serious, and said lightly: "I just want to do something I like honestly, so I don't like to argue with people, but everything is tolerant, you bully I’m too cruel, I can’t bear it!”

　　Zhou Qingyue didn't listen to Fang Yuan's words at all, but just sneered: "Don't talk nonsense, I ask when can you catch up with my cultivation behavior?"

Fang Yuan smiled calmly, his arms stretched out suddenly, his blue air was vigorous, and there was a violent wind. The dead leaves around him were all rolled up. The tornado generally rotated around him, and then Fang Yuan looked at Zhou. Qing Yue laughed softly.

"It's now!"

　　 said that his hands flicked, and the dead leaves all over the sky flew away, smashing his head and covering his face on Zhou Qingyue's face...