Master of Great Calamity

　　 "Have you heard? The guy who rose in the handyman is a lunatic..."

　　 "This is a big celebrity today, who can't know him?"

"Haha, this man is said to have burned Li Shimei's window on the third day of entering Xianmen. It is said that Li Shimei was changing clothes at that time. He saw something that should not be seen, but Li Shimei went crazy. The sword carried him down a dozen miles of mountain roads..."

"Brother Liu is even more miserable. He said that one night when he was up, he looked at the full moon in the sky and remembered his hometown. When he was expressing lyricism, he suddenly heard a loud noise in his room, and the roof was cut in half. Flying around, several wind blades wiped Brother Liu’s thighs and flew over. I was shocked when Brother Liu was scared. It is said that since then, the brother in the crotch has not been very obedient. I heard that he went to the dining hall to buy a lot of animal whip and come back to stew soup.

　　 "I can understand the beast whip to replenish qi and aphrodisiac, but why did Brother Liu use that word when thinking about the moon?"

　　 "Xu Shi by the way remembered a girl in her hometown... anyway, Brother Liu cried and went to the deacon to complain!"

　　 "Brother Liu, not only the brothers and sisters beside his small building, everyone is complaining..."

　　 "Yes, even the deacon can't ignore it, specially condemned Tong'er and said he had a meal!"

　　 "Haha, this is actually a wonderful person, I wanted to be a friend with him..."

　　 "Well, forget it, there are so many friends in Xianmen, why should you touch Sister Wu Qing's mold?"

"It is said that I heard that all the disciples of Xianmen went to the deacon to sue, and there was also a figure of Qingfeng Poetry Society. Everyone would not want to be a neighbor with him, usually in the Tibetan Buddhist Temple, in Danfang, in the magical cabinet , And even his shadow can't be seen. In our immortal gate, we all pay attention to a group of people to warm up and help each other. This fellow can be good, and he has become a lonely family..."

　　……

　　……

Among the immortal gates, the rumors of the former disciple who was promoted from the handyman have never been broken. All the disciples of the immortal gate felt that he was only a single figure, and they were excluded. They talked in private and even felt that he was a pity. The spiritual life in Xianmen is already boring. If there is no one who speaks or drinks, is it not too lonely?

　　 Of course, this is what other people think, and for Fang Yuan, there is only one feeling...

　　...... The life in this immortal gate is so happy!

　　 Don't worry about practice resources, don't have to be distracted to do chores, just concentrate on practice, this kind of life is simply a fairyland.

After realizing the exclusion of Qingfeng Poetry Society, he simply didn't go looking for himself, and he got the magic scroll from Xiao Chili, so he didn't have to go to the eyes of others in the Tibetan Classical Pavilion anymore. With Lingshi subsidies, there is no need to pick up tasks anymore. Sometimes I need some special resources, so I go to Sun to manage things. His old man is very prosperous!

　　 Qingfeng Poetry Club wants to push him out of the crowd, he simply took the initiative to stay away from the crowd!

After practicing in a small building, after several incidents, Xianmen also banned him from practicing spells in the small building, so he had to go deep in the bamboo forest and find a quiet place to practice, sometimes I practiced for a whole day, and even forgot to go back. After a few rounds, I simply cut bamboo into wood in the bamboo forest and built a small bamboo house, and lived here!

In the daytime, I went to the waterfall to watch the flowing water, and felt the endless stream of water spells; listening to the bamboo wind blowing, I was touched by the change of the wind spells; the night before the bamboo house, I lit a bunch of wildfires, reading through the fire, also Feel the magical power contained in the indefinite flame; he lives in the bamboo forest, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and devotes himself to the practice.

What can be said about the grudges and struggles between people, those spells contain the control of the power of heaven and earth, which in Fang Yuan's view is more beautiful than anything in the world, that is, let him be immersed in it forever, He also has no complaints...

However, every three or four days, he will also leave the bamboo forest and go to the pharmacy jail pepper to help, not just to earn resources, but simply want to get more contact with some elixir, except when playing chess, he will feel small The smelly chili basket is a little annoying. At other times, it is still very calm and satisfying. When it is really boring, can you also ask Sun Guanshi for a drink?

　　 It was while drinking with Sun Guanshi that all the big and small things in the fairy gate fell into Fang Yuan's ears.

Sun Guanshi naturally likes the East parent Li Jiashort. Although he is only a handyman, he can’t escape the eyes and ears of his old man. But which elder moved his heart and married When a disciple became a concubine, to which honest disciple of Xianmen fell in love with another female disciple and he fell in love with each other and he was ruthless, he all knew...

　　 Sometimes Fang Yuan is curious, how did he know?

　　 But there is no reason, Sun Guanshi knows that he is so omniscient and omniscient...

　　 Of course, the premise is that these things must be enough gossip, something that is not enough gossip Sun Guanshi is never interested!

The same is true. Although Fang Yuan was far away from the crowd, he always knew about the Xianmen. He had heard that Qingfeng Poetry Club had once made a bet in private, betting that he could not support it for two months. They bowed their heads, but I heard that the bet was one month at the beginning, and then one month later, but there was no result, only two months...

　　 is too lazy to take care of this principle, and now he is only thinking about practice.

When practicing, no matter how hard and tired, and then dangerous, but seeing those terrible extreme forces, actually controlled by yourself, I was satisfied in my heart, as to whether this force can not be controlled badly, or even be repulsed and lost Life, he is not worried!

　　Spells are difficult, easy, and deep.

　　 He can think about it clearly, the difference is only practice, but he will not worry about backlash.

　　 is difficult, he directly pushes with the technique of Tianfu, and the comprehension is deeper, and innumerable has avoided countless dangerous.

　　For him, on the contrary, it was the appearance of an enraged female fairy carrying a sword, which was far more terrible than practicing spells...

　　 As for his cultivation, he was very satisfied.

With the help of sufficient spirit stones and Xiaozhufeng gathering spirit array, his cultivation practice was slowly improved. Finally, after more than a month, he gradually reached the three levels of Qi Qi completion, which was more than he had expected in the chores hall. Fully fast for more than two months, he was very satisfied.

　　 And other aspects of Dan, Zhen, Fu, Qi, etc., have also greatly improved, and the basic knowledge is almost completely mastered.

In addition to reading the corresponding classics, he usually went to the deacon to inquire if he had any questions. The deacons were very generous in this regard. Knowing that Fang Yuan started late, there are many Insufficient, can explain to him, he also told him in detail, of course, Fang Yuan has always grasped a degree, among the immortal gates, not only their disciples, but also the deacons need He worked hard to improve his behavior, so most of his problems were pondered by himself.

　　Gradually, two months passed, and the life of Xianmen returned to peace again.

Fang Yuan was promoted from miscellaneous to Xianmen, and the attention caused by too much diligence in practice has gradually faded. Because he was excluded by Qingfeng Poetry Society, the hearts of the disciples of Xianmen caused by him were also weak. By the way, even Qingfeng Poetry Club gradually lost interest in him. During the two or three months, they exerted a lot of energy as if they had entered the cotton, which was very uncomfortable!

　　 Anyone else got into Xianmen, and would always want to integrate into it, otherwise there would be no sense of security.

Qingfeng Poetry Club, in fact, made a big fuss on this point, and arbitrarily stopped between Fang Yuan and Xianmen, forcing Fang Yuan to bow his head to admit defeat, but Qingfeng Poetry Club actually sang a one-man show~www.NovelMTL.com~Two After more than three months, Fang Yuan did not respond at all...

　　 This will inevitably be embarrassing...

At the beginning, they were still looking forward to Fang Yuan's response anyway, so that their interest would be stronger, but later, they also died of this heart, had to say admiration to the other party, this buddy is really Too much to hide...

　　 More importantly, the time for the second mission of Feiyun Mountain is finally here!

Nowadays, the youngest seven sons of Qingyang, who had the earliest inheritance of the four methods of the Qingyang Sect, have finished their enlightenment, and it is almost time to go down the mountain. When preaching...

　　 As everyone knows, the second head of Qingfeng Poetry Society, Wu Qing, is determined to get this opportunity to preach!

Qingfeng Poetry Society has taken this matter very seriously. After Wu Qing also preached on the mountain, their Qingfeng Poetry Society in this fairy gate is equivalent to the appearance of two inner disciples, invisible, natural status The skyrocketing, coupled with Wu Qing's family background, and Qi Xiaofeng's personal strength, Qingfeng Poetry Club has become the first thing to become Xiaozhufeng's first leap!

　　 "When... When... When..."

Until a gloomy afternoon, Xiaozhufeng's preaching bell rang, slowly lingering in the mountains, all the disciples of Xianmen guessed that the mission of Feiyun Mountain would have a result, and they all hurried to the main hall. Hurry up, especially the members of Qingfeng Poetry Club, calling friends and companions one by one, surrounded Wu Qing, and rushed to the main hall to greet this exciting moment!

But what they probably didn't expect was that when the bell rang, Fang Yuan, who was studying in the bamboo forest, also gently put down the book in his hand, smiled faintly, and then bundled up the long Hair, put on the green robe, and left the bamboo house...