Master of Great Calamity

　　 "In Xianmen, it is fundamental to practice well. What are you doing with these messy things?"

　　After returning to the room, Fang Yuan wrote down silently in his heart, and his expression was a little speechless and helpless!

　　 He slowly drank a cup of tea before throwing these thoughts away. After resting for a while, he began to practice the spell.

The mana poured into the jade jade. In the air above the jade jade, a lot of suspended golden characters appeared immediately, densely and densely, all of which are the methods and know-how to practice this fire control technique. Read it up.

　　 This method of controlling fire is so simple that he doesn’t even need the skill of Tianzhen, he can figure out the tricks inside.

　　The rest, just practice a lot!

　　Frankly speaking, the cultivation of this spell is essentially the same as the cultivation of kendo.

　　'S requirements for perception are not very high. More importantly, they still need to practice constantly.

　　 To some extent, you can think of the spell as an invisible sword. The more you practice, the more you can do it easily!

　　 Of course, the power of the spell is also related to one's cultivation, the higher the cultivation, the stronger the power.

These low-level spells were practiced after the first level of Qi practiced. While familiar with the spell, they also used the operation of the spell to hone his control of mana. Fang Yuan is now a bit late. He is practicing Qi now. Only three levels before you start practicing spells, it is equivalent to having one strength, but never learned how to control your own strength...

　　 "Quan sees fire, walks Xuanchen, Sanyang gathers, intends to fire..."

　　 He secretly recalled the Famen in the secret volume, and the mana swam between the meridians, fiercely five fingers.

　　 "pop" "pop"...

　　 Two candlelights also made a slight popping sound. Between the five fingers of Fang Yuan, a few sparks suddenly appeared, but they were fleeting.

　　 "Mana is still a little weak..."

　　 Fang Yuan thought secretly about the problem and continued to try again and again.

On the third day, Fang Yuan knew how to control the technique of controlling fire, and the jade did not need to be left in his hand anymore, so he went to the Tibetan Buddhist Temple and returned the jade jade. Second, I also want to borrow a new magic jade...

　　Although the spells are different, it is more beneficial to refer to each other's practice.

Quietly in the Tibetan Scripture Hall, apparently not many disciples still need to borrow the secret code. They should have learned it for a long time, but what Fang originally did not expect was that he handed over his name according to his words and wanted to borrow another. During a wind control technique, the other party's face changed greatly, staring at Fang Yuan silently for a while. He suddenly leaned back and put his two legs on the case, saying, "No!"

　　 Fang Yuan heard slightly startled: "Why not?"

　　 "No, it was naturally borrowed by others..."

　　 The disciple said lazily, impatiently.

　　 Fang Yuan froze for a while, and said, "What about other first-level spells?"

"nothing!"

　　 The disciple blurted out without thinking, and almost drove away.

　　 Fang Yuan intuitively felt that his attitude was very different from yesterday, and he understood something in his heart and fell silent.

　　 "You go back, don't delay the other brothers!"

　　 The disciple looked fearless, even looked at Fang Yuan provocatively: "If you are not convinced, you can go to the deacon to sue me!"

Fang Yuan nodded, turned around and walked out of the hall. After walking in the bamboo forest for a while, he simply walked to several other places in Xiaozhufeng, Lingshentang, Fuzhaodian, Lingdanfang, etc. Then he determined his current situation...

When I saw any Xianmen disciples in the Lingshan Hall, they were kind and respectful. They seemed to turn over and become masters. When they saw Fang Yuan, their nose was not their nose, their face was not their face. Not only did the meal prepared for Fang Yuan not be as full as other disciples, but even the most basic share was not reached, the Lingmi porridge was rancid.

Go to Fuzhaotang and say that he wants a task to do. All the oil and water are collected. Pointing at the third-order Fuzhao that demonizes the demon and demon that even the inner disciples dare not easily take, he sneered: "If you want to do a task, just take those few!"

As for the Lingdanfang, the Xianmen disciples who have money in their hands can spend gold and silver, or spirit stones, to buy some places of immortality that help to practice, and when they see Fang Yuan appearing, they are in charge Despite being timid, a disciple of Xianmen still shook his voice and took out a few inferior elixirs to be placed in front of Fang Yuan, telling Fang Yuan that if he wanted them, that was all.

　　 "I don't give less money than others, why can I only get these broken things?"

　　 Fang Yuan looked blankly at the deacon disciple.

The Xianmen disciple was about to cry out, scared and begged softly: "This fellow, you don't have to embarrass me, I can't help it anymore, you have gotten into someone you shouldn't provoke. Ah, please, solve the trouble and come again!"

　　 Fang Yuan took a deep breath, stopped talking and turned to go out the door.

　　Qingfeng Poetry Club really refused to give up, as they have already said so clearly, they still shot!

　　Although these small methods are not powerful, they are also annoying. Fang Yuan felt that he should indeed fight back!

After thinking deeply, he went to the Ling Yao Jian first. Little Red Pepper Ling Hongbo had not been seen for a long time, but after seeing Fang Yuan, he was still not strange, but after listening to Fang Yuan’s intention, he smiled and said, "You Is this also a dirty thing in Xianmen? Haha, what is this, after staying for a long time, I know that there are more powerful ones, can I still survive?"

It seemed to think of something: "I also heard about the Wu Qing you said. It is a child of a small cultivation family. The talent is only average, but the temperament is rampant. Most of these children of the small family are like this. The circles of the world can’t get in, and the circles of the lower level look down, and they become a arrogant arrogant. Since she gave you the opportunity to bow your head, if you don’t follow her intentions, you offend her, so she uses some points. Small means should also be used against you. Should I help you to intercede?"

　　 "I promise you what you said, but you don't have to intercede for me, just do me a favor!"

　　 Fang Yuan said calmly, but his attitude was extremely firm.

　　 "I really want to spend it with them? This bad temper is not popular in Xianmen..."

Xiao Chili shook her head and smiled: "What are you doing now to fight others? Her background is nothing in the whole Xianmen, but the little bamboo peaks with two or three kittens are a bit irritated. You will be at a loss if she fights, yes, you are not going to complain to the deacon? I can tell you, it will be very shameful. If you do so, your reputation will be broken..."

　　 "That won't happen, she has her means to squeeze me out, and I naturally have my means to deal with her!"

　　 Fang Yuan said very indifferently, it seems that he didn't pay much attention to these things.

Xiao Chili sighed and said, "Looking at the fact that you helped me improve a lot of chess skills, I promised what you said. Before, I didn't pass on your immortal technique because you were just a handyman, I am not qualified to study, and now I am a disciple of Xianmen. I privately tell you that you are not in violation of Xianmen rules. Besides, even if you violate, no one dares to come to trouble me. Just hold it back!"

　　 Fang Yuan agreed to it, and when he left, he had many hand-copied spells.

When he returned to the small building where he lived, he secretly thought: "Those people feel that I have left them for these reasons~www.NovelMTL.com~ If they are excluded by them, can't live in Xianmen? This It’s too naive, don’t these people understand the truth, only strength in Xianmen is true, and is it impossible for the real strength to come together with a group of pigs?"

Thinking about it this way, my courage gradually increased: "I have told them before that I will get revenge, but I still come to provoke me, because I don't take my revenge in my eyes? Then I want to take this opportunity to let you see See, what is my means of revenge!"

　　 Thinking about this problem, he felt a little cold in his heart, his mana turned, and with a cry, a flame rose in his palm!

　　 The flame reflected his strong expression, but it seemed very heroic!

...But what Fang Yuan did not expect was that this one was inattentive, but the flame was suddenly out of control. The sound of "Bang" rose a few feet high, and Ming Huang was very scary. He was taken aback and hurried himself. Shake your hand and throw the flame out of the window!

"Snapped……"

　　The flame hit the window of the next house, and there was a scream inside.

　　 "Ah..."

　　 Fang couldn’t care about the heroic, he hurried his head out to see, shouted: "I'm sorry..."

　　 hasn't finished speaking, and suddenly stayed.

The window next door has been burnt out, just to see the scene inside. A beautiful woman seems to be changing clothes. The clothes on her body have almost been taken off. At this time, she is holding her chest and looked at it blankly. The body is dizzy...

　　 "God..."

Fang Yuan froze for a long while, screaming with the woman's big eyes, realizing that she was in big trouble, and suddenly yelled, her hands were raised upright, and she kept groping: "I have mana Meng, why can't you see it suddenly..."