Master of Great Calamity

　　 "Can't you play so big?"

　　Not only the disciples of this time, even Xiao Qiao and his sister playing chess on the hillside were stunned.

At this time, Fang Yuan, who was standing before everyone, seemed humble, polite and calm, and he was no different from the usual one, but in the eyes of all the disciples of Xianmen, it was like a lunatic. That lunatic...

Although Fang Yuan has just spoken as politely and implicitly as possible, the disciples of Xianmen still understood what he was going to do, and put it bluntly. In the previous play of the ancient corridor, Xianmen had actually chosen the true disciple since ancient times. Famen.

It is said that in the ancient times, the Xianmen competition was fierce, and the method of choosing the successor was extremely simple. To put it bluntly was to fight. When everyone wanted to make a true biography, and no one was convinced, they challenged the same door and defeated the brothers and sisters. 'S nature is the strongest!

However, this method is too impractical and too crazy. It only exists in some ancient scriptures. All the disciples of Xianmen are watching and playing as legends. They don’t know whether it is true or false, let alone Who really did this...

　　Who would have thought that Fang Yuan, who usually looks honest, would have such a crazy idea?

　　Challenge all fellow students?

　　 Is he serious?

When all the immortal gates were stunned, and thought he was making a joke, Fang Yuan had once again saluted all the disciples of the immortal gates, and then went down the mountain holding the long sword, leaving only A scabbard remains in place, the right to prove...

　　 "Quickly, quickly recruit Xiaozhufeng's disciples, this is a big event..."

　　 "Do the deacons know? Did the elders know?"

　　After a long pause, a group of Xianmen disciples burst into the pot with a loud bang, and talkatively started.

There are joys and worries in the expression, and the innermost leaders, including Li Jianghan, Taihezhen, Wang Kun, etc., are all dumb and silly, until countless people around them are excited and looking forward to looking When they got to them, Taihezhen reacted, and looked at the other people with some doubt, wondering: "Do they... does his approach comply with the rules of Xianmen?"

　　 "Oh, the character does not meet the rules of Xianmen. I don’t know, but the door does not say that this is not allowed..."

　　 A voice laughed beside him, but it was Xiao Yuanzhi.

　　 "Is he crazy? Seeing that the merit list can't compete with us, use this tricky way?"

　　 Li Jianghan also opened her mouth with some dissatisfaction, his eyes looked very sharp.

　　 "This method is much more dangerous than competing on the merit list, it is not a coincidence!"

Wang Kun smiled at this moment, still in a lazy look, arched his hand towards several others, and said, "And since he has raised this challenge, we can't refuse it, we can't afford to lose this person Well, there is no other way, Brother Li, Sister Taihe, Brother Xiao... and Brother Qi, let’s put down our grievances and play with him for a while?”

　　 Everyone who was called by him was awkward, and his expression seemed a little dignified!

　　 And Qi Xiaofeng also raised his head at this time, looking at the sword sheath with some fascination, his eyes seemed to be empty.

　　 This night, destined to be sleepless!

Tomorrow, Fang Yuan will follow the old things of his predecessors and pierce Xiaozhufeng, confirming that he is the first person of Xianmen. It has been spread all over Daxianmen, the deacons, and even the true disciples, as well as the usual practice of hiding and working hard. Su Lao was shocked at the first sight, and was competing to find out if such a madman really appeared in Xianmen, and then he was prepared early to watch such a big show...

　　 "Xiao Fangyuan, this matter can't be fooled, you think about it?"

　　Deacon Bai and others came together and looked at Fang Yuan dignifiedly.

　　 "Disciples think of it!"

　　 Fang Yuanpan sat at the foot of the mountain, the Qi machine completely converged, and the sheathless sword crossed his knees, his expression was indifferent.

　　 "Nonsense, nonsense, not even think about it, how can there be this in Xianmen Commandments?"

　　Deacon Bai was angry and opposed.

"The third generation patriarch of the Qingyang Sect, Hunya Patriarch, did this. The true biography of his seat defeated all his peers by this method and got his inheritance. This is an old example and it has been clearly included in me. Xianmen Dianji, which is now in the seventh row corner of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and there is also the seal of Hunya Patriarch, if you do not remember, you can go and see..."

　　 Fang Yuan answered very indifferently, but he was so angry that Deacon Bai could not speak for a while.

　　He really can't remember such a book!

The Qingyang Sect has been inherited for thousands of years, and the disciples of the disciples do not know how many generations have changed. Who can remember so many, whether they are deacons or ordinary disciples, generally it is enough to know a few major events in history, and whoever has nothing to do Old paper pile?

　　 The key is that he is not good to refute, otherwise it is a big injustice and can't live with the dead grandpa!

　　 "You child, looking at honestly on weekdays, how do you do such crazy things?"

　　 Deacon Wu sighed beside him, pointing at Fang Yuan's head to scold.

　　 "This is not crazy..."

　　 Fang Yuan raised his head with some confusion.

　　 Deacon Wu laughed angrily: "It's not crazy for one person to challenge Xiaozhufeng's nearly one hundred peers?"

　　 Fang Yuandao said: "It is not crazy to do certain things!"

　　 Deacon Wu: "...If you don't know your temperament, I must think you are blowing the air!"

The deacons couldn't persuade Fang Yuan, so they had to temporarily withdraw their troops, and it was not good for them to intervene directly. The practice of Xianmen was inherently a matter of weakness and strong food. There is no need for evil ways, not to mention Fang Yuan even the third generation ancestors have borrowed it. This is the fate protector, and no one can control him!

　　 And the disciples of the Xianmen up and down Xiaozhufeng have now gathered together to discuss.

They were originally just spectators of this true biography competition, but they didn't expect to participate in it now, and they were excited and worried, but soon an organizer stood up to express their views by Li Jianghan, Taihezhen, Wang Kun, Xiao Headed by Yuan Zhi, Qi Xiaofeng, Xiao Qiao, sister and so on, one by one, arranging the position, arranging the order of enemies, blocking the enemy pass, etc., each doing its own job, lively and lively!

In this kind of matter, no matter how good or bad their relationship with Fang Yuan is, there is only one purpose, that is, to prevent Fang Yuan from going up the mountain. If he is lazy and does not do his best in this process, it will not only help Fang Yuan, or The other party's original contempt!

　　 Therefore, even Xiao Qiao and her sister, although they did not plan to go into battle in person, they did their best to make a few bad ideas...

In this way, when the sun rose on the second day, the road from Xiaozhufeng’s merits to the foot of the mountain was already heavily armed, and the disciples of Xiaozhufeng set up countless levels along the winding mountain road. It is not an exaggeration of the copper wall and the iron wall, and over Xiaozhufeng, there are countless pairs of eyes waiting and watching quietly, waiting for the moment when Fang Yuan holds the sword up the mountain!

　　 "If he can successfully go up the mountain, it will become Qingyangzong's most wonderful legend in hundreds of years!"

　　On the hillside, the woman in the white dress was always here. At this time, she couldn't help but sighed lightly.

　　 "If not?"

　　 is seriously studying the chili peppers on the chess road, and said without looking up.

　　 The woman in the white dress laughed: "Of course it will become the biggest joke in hundreds of years..."

　　 "It's almost time!"

Faced with countless eyes that looked from all directions, Fang Yuan didn't even realize it, but only pondered silently in his heart. When his shadow was projected by a newborn sun on a sword mark, he slowly raised it. He looked up, looked at Xiaozhufeng, and then slowly got up, took the long sword in his palm, and took a slow and deep breath...

　　 In front of him, more than thirty feet away, is the first level set by the disciple Xiaozhufeng.

　　 A group of five Xianmen disciples, each with a different weapon, holding eight different positions.

　　 "Brother Fang Yuan, are you going to start climbing?"

Seeing Fang Yuan get up ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The five disciples, who ranked first, laughed at the same time, and arched their hands remotely, said: "It's just for fun, you don't want to be too Seriously, we have all heard of your demon demon in Wo Niu Mountain, which is really scary, but you can be optimistic, we are not monsters, and you can’t take it too seriously if you do it..."

　　 "Relax, I have a lot under my hands!"

　　 Fang Yuan agreed with a smile, then walked forward with a sword.

　　 "Quickly, all seriously, if the five of us are defeated in his hands, then there is no need to live..."

　　 The Xianmen disciple who just said not to be too serious hurriedly lowered his voice, and whispered to the same door.

　　 "Boom!"

The five people looked at the same time, and the mana urged them. The movements were almost identical. The amazing mana rose at the same time, and then hooked up with each other, making them like a person at this time. On the mountain road, it seems that it is no longer a big formation, but a dangerous and meticulous copper wall and iron wall, waiting for a monster to eat!

　　 "This is really not a demon demon, and it is not an enemy who is in front of me!"

　　 Fang Yuan thought silently, holding the long sword obliquely, the pace under his feet became faster and faster, and the wind gradually rose.

　　 "This is just a ceremony..."

　　 He was less than twenty feet away from the five Xianmen disciples, and his speed suddenly accelerated.

　　 "I want to prove to God, but also to myself..."

　　When his figure turned into a shadow, he quickly rushed to the five Xianmen disciples, a word sounded loudly in his heart!

　　 "It should have been my thing, no one but me was qualified to take it!"