Master of Great Calamity

Seeing Fang Yuan coming out, the disciples of Xianmen were a little surprised. In these few months, Fang Yuan was more or less a celebrity in Xianmen. He was excluded from Qingfeng Poetry Club. And, it seems that he only knows the practice of burying himself in the head, letting the Qingfeng Poetry Club oppress, but there is no resistance at all. When Wu Qing, the second owner of the poetry club, was the most proud, did he dare to stand up?

　　 "The quota for going up the mountain this time is clearly prepared for Sister Wu Qing. What does he stand up for?"

　　 "The last time he asked about the tablet, he was still on the white list. This time, even if there is improvement, is it useless?"

　　In a voice of discussion, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged before reaching the stele.

　　 "Is it up to you to be robbed with me?"

　　 Wu Qing had turned his head now, the smile on his face had long since disappeared, and he looked at Fang Yuan with very bad eyes.

　　 Fang Yuan was too lazy to answer, just looked at the stone tablet and became enchanted.

Wu Qing thought he was afraid, and sneered, "I gave you the opportunity two months ago. If you lowered your head at that time, in my Qingfeng Poetry Club, you and your brothers will give you guidance, maybe you can make you Rush to the top of the gold list, but now, you are taking your own shame!"

　　 Fang Yuan thought: "Humiliate your uncle!"

　　 was simply too lazy to care about her, so he thought he was a piece of wood, just staring at the stone tablet in a daze.

　　 "Hehe, it's not bad, let's get started!"

　　 Deacon Bai didn't talk much nonsense, reached down on the stone tablet, and announced lightly.

Fang Yuan stared at the stone eyes on the stele, and soon fell into that illusion again. This time he didn't panic for the first time. He directly urged a mana. As expected, he just entered the illusion and there was no form. The pressure has come from all directions.

　　 "The road is boundless, so lonely..."

　　 "The first question, what is geometry?"

　　 "Three levels of Qi practice are perfect, good!"

　　 The first question was passed without suspense. Fang Yuan's self-cultivation knows no mistakes.

　　 "Second question, Dan Dao Geometry?"

　　 With this sound, a rhizome with scales and flowers like snake tails appeared in front of Fang Yuan.

　　 This time Fang didn't hesitate, he said directly: "Snakescale!"

　　 The elixir in front of him changed again, and Fang Yuan just glanced at it, saying: "Qingjiye!"

　　 "Fu Lingmu, Mu Lei Guo, Bai Shou, Cistanche, Pinellia, Uncaria, Changshan, Susha, Light Pink, Alone..."

An ambiguous elixir flashed from Fang Yuan’s eyes, and Fang Yuan directly called up the name of the elixir, and even their usages appeared in the mind at the same time, which is very different from the strangeness of the last time the question was asked. This is the result of months of hard work.

Fang originally read the Pharmacopoeia well and had a solid foundation. During the last assessment, he was just neglecting his experience. However, during these months, he often went to the Lingyao Drug Superintendent. What is lacking, has now asked himself not to lose to any Xianmen disciples.

　　 "Check the Baicao all over, no mistakes, good!"

　　 quickly heard this sound around, the second question passed smoothly.

　　 "The third question, what is the geometry of the line?"

The foundation of 　　 is the calculation. The more complicated the formation method is, the more complicated the formation or breaking of the formation is, the brighter the algorithm required!

But now, the highest skill of Xiaozhufeng's disciples is the question of the four phases, but Fang Yuan himself has already pushed the question of the Liuhe, and he has practiced one. Except the swordsmanship, he is the best Is the trick of fortune-telling.

　　 Thoughts moved, and the illusory calculations around him fluttered with his mind.

　　 Almost immediately, he heard a result: "Poor pole changes, interlocking, good!"

　　Followed by the fourth question: "How is the character?"

Fang Yuan had a strong chest, reached for the vermilion brush floating in front of his eyes, and wrote in the void in front of him, "Heavenly White Jade Capital, Twelfth Floor and Five Cities. The fairy touched me and gave me a long life!" The first sentence uses ancient seal style, the second sentence uses bone marks, the third sentence uses inscriptions, and the fourth sentence uses cursive cursive script, all different, all hearty...

　　 These four writing styles are the most commonly used fonts for writing spells.

　　Fu Zhuanzhi, learn to write first, this is also one of the common sense in the practice world.

Originally, this was Fang Yuan’s biggest weakness, because he was poor and had no money to buy pens and inks. After entering the Xianmen, he often worked, and he didn’t have time to calm down to write, but he practiced kendo and swordsmanship and calligraphy. They all pay attention to an artistic conception, which is why many runes are good at kendo, and Fang Yuan’s kendo is not weak, but it has also made his calligraphy improve a lot.

　　 Today, if his character is really compared with the disciples who specialize in Fuzhuanshu, it is no problem, but passing the immortal stele is no problem.

　　 "Writing with meaning, meaning with meaning, goodness!"

　　 "The fifth question, how is the art?"

　　 "Sixth question, how is the instrument?"

　　 "......"

　　 "......"

　　 Bang!

There was another feeling of turning around in general, Fang Yuan seemed to be thrown out of one side of the world. When his mind was slightly sober, he only saw that he was already outside the illusion of the stele, and countless **** eyes were coming around him. , Staring blankly at him!

　　 "He passed the level?"

　　 "It's him...he actually passed the level?"

　　I don't know how many Xianmen disciples cried in surprise, and some people clapped hard.

On his left, the dozen or so Xianmen disciples who accompanied the question of Xianbei, somehow, had already returned to the crowd. Now, in front of the stele, only two of them, Wu Qing and himself, And Wu Qing turned to look at himself dumbly at this time, with a ghost expression on his face, just muttering to himself in the mouth: "Impossible, how is this possible..."

　　 And in front, Deacon Bai laughed and said something to the barefoot deacon beside him.

Qingyang Xiaoqizi, who is in front of the right, is also looking at him with some surprise, his eyes are very surprised, Xiao Qiao sister smiles gently, there seems to be some admiration in her eyes, and Qi Xiaofeng's eyes are full of glory, and soon Converged again, lowered his eyes.

　　 Fang Yuan realized what, and looked up.

　　 saw a row of names on the stone tablet.

Today, Chen Xu and Tai Hezhen who were ranked in the first three have already confirmed that they are going to preach on Feiyun Mountain, and their names have generally disappeared with those of Qingyang Xiaoqizi and others. Above, there are only two names left!

　　 Fang Yuan, Wu Qing!

　　 is actually two people, this time through the six questions of Xianbei, it is really two people!

　　 No wonder all the disciples of Xianmen will be so shocked.

　　Who can think of the six difficult questions about the immortal stele, actually two people passed at a time?

　　Who would have thought that this time through the six questions of the Xianbei, there would be a Fang Yuan who was just getting started?

　　 Three months!

　　 Only three months later, his knowledge has already surpassed all the Xianmen disciples who have studied in Xianmen for a year and a half?

　　 And even more shocking is Wu Qing!

　　 She almost thought that she was wrong. That handyman actually passed the six questions of Xianbei at this time?

　　 Even more so, his ranking is actually ahead of himself...

　　 In that way, the number of places that should have been preached on the mountain was inevitable...

　　 "Impossible, you still have a certain distance from the six questions of passing the Xianbei three months ago, how could it be passed directly?"

　　 She couldn't help but stared at Fang Yuan directly and cried out directly.

　　 "Three months is enough..."

　　 Fang Yuan opened his mouth this time, but it was only a faint sentence, but the choking Wu Qing was speechless.

Looking at Fang Yuan's indifferent face, she suddenly thought of something, and the more she thought, the more likely it was, she couldn't help lowering her voice, hatefully said: "Then you don't ask the stele early, don't ask the stele late, At this time, fight with me... Are you retaliating against me?"

　　 Fang Yuan heard that she couldn't help but turned around and looked at her.

　　 That look caused Wu Qing to lose her mind for a moment, thinking she had guessed wrong, but unexpectedly, Fang Yuan said quickly: "Of course!"

I also explained subconsciously: "I thought you knew it at the earliest, but at first I just wanted to overpower you on the ranking of the six questions of the Xianbei, letting you know that you usually do so many uninteresting things, it is better to practice it honestly. It’s important, but I didn’t expect that there will be a fight for this quota, but it doesn’t matter anymore. If you can sincerely apologize, this quota will give you no defense!"

　　 Wu Qing's face was suddenly white!

She didn’t make preparations privately. The nerd said that when she wanted to retaliate, she was too serious. Although she didn’t care, she also made preparations, waiting for his dog to jump off the wall, but did not expect that three months had passed. He didn't move at all, making him think it was his bullshit, but this came in revenge, but came at this time...

　　 And the method of revenge~www.NovelMTL.com~ Actually this is it?

　　Having seen a ghost, who would retaliate with this method of participating in the six questions of Xianbei?

　　 Or...who can do this kind of revenge?

　　 "I need you to make it?"

　　 Especially when he heard Fang Yuan's last words, Wu Qing's anger rose in his heart.

At this time, Deacon Bai and the others in front were talking in a low voice. From time to time, it seemed that Fang Yuan and Wu Qing looked a bit difficult to choose. One person will ask six questions through the Xianbei, but unexpectedly killed another black horse. More importantly, the ranking of this black horse is actually higher than Wu Qing, but it is embarrassing!

　　After all, in private arrangements, in fact, Wu Qing went up the mountain!

　　 "Several deacons, disciples have something to say!"

　　 But when they were entangled, Wu Qing suddenly stood up and said aloud.

The eyes of all the deacons and disciples suddenly focused on her. Deacon Bai frowned, "What do you want to say?"

Wu Qing turned his head to look at Fang Yuan, full of hatred, and suddenly raised his voice, saying: "The disciple didn't know how this Fang Shidi did it, but he only caught up with us three months before he could catch up with us. In the state of Xianmen for a year and a half, but the disciple felt that he passed the six questions of the Xianbei no matter what, according to the rules of Xianmen, he was qualified to preach on the mountain, but this time there was only one quota left. No matter who is the two of us going up the mountain, it will make every deacon embarrassed, so the disciple proposed..."

　　 Her voice sank slightly, coldly said: "I will fight a spell with him, whoever wins the mountain!"

　　 Fang Yuan's face immediately fell after hearing this sentence: "I still have to say this, I won't let this quota!"