Master of Great Calamity

Junior Brother Zhou's technique of controlling objects is so wonderful!

Zhou Qingyue frightened the dead leaves with spiritual energy, and hit Fang Yuan on the head. The dead leaves were light, so they couldn't hurt anyone.

But when the disciples next to him saw him, there was a lot of applause immediately, and Zhou Qingyue also looked around, looking very proud.

This is one of the techniques that can only be practiced after the first level of qi training. It can be used to frighten things in the air, and it can be moved by the heart. Although he can only catch light dead leaves and can't hurt people, Zhou Qingyue has already demonstrated Zhou Qingyue's impressive attainments in the art of controlling objects.

He himself also feels that this is really the best time he has performed in recent times.

Especially when the dead leaf hit Fang Yuan's head, and it was performed in front of Junior Sister Xiao Qiao, this made him even more elated, and his pride was beyond words.

The other immortal disciples also sincerely praised this hello, only Junior Sister Xiao Qiao frowned slightly.

The dead leaves hit the head, Fang Yuan who was about to leave suddenly stopped, and slowly clenched his fists.

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

Zhou Qingyue didn't seem to be able to see the anger in Fang Yuan's heart, so he jokingly said, Senior Brother Fang, do you still see the art of controlling objects?

Fang Yuan was expressionless, and said indifferently: In terms of Qingyang sect's elementary Qi training method, within three feet, you can grab dead leaves, fly them around nimbly, and move them with your heart. But with your technique, the strength is scattered but not concentrated. Once the dead leaves are gone, there will be no change. It can only be regarded as inferior!

What he said was very serious, the other immortal disciples were startled when they heard the words, and then burst out laughing.

Only you are qualified to give me advice?

Zhou Qingyue's complexion became a little ugly. He just asked jokingly just now. He didn't really mean to ask Fang Yuan, but he didn't expect that this fellow would actually criticize himself according to the content of the Qi training method. This reminded him of the scene where this humble disciple made himself eclipsed by his aloofness in the Fairy Hall of Taiyue City, and he was immediately upset.

You also said just now that I am the top of the fairy list, but you are the bottom of the fairy list. Of course I am qualified to give you advice!

Fang Yuan spoke lightly, with a serious expression on his face.

Haha, the former leader of the fairy list is really serious!

The Qingyang Sect has been a sect for thousands of years, and it must be the first time that a handyman disciple wants to instruct a disciple of the Immortal Sect?

However, what he said about Junior Brother Zhou just now is not bad...

All the immortal disciples snickered and looked at Fang Yuan teasingly.

Hey, Junior Brother Fang, let's go, there's still work to be done in the scripture hall...

Steward Sun couldn't stand it any longer, and tried to persuade Fang Yuan to leave, not to stay here and suffer humiliation.

It's almost there, let's go!

That Junior Sister Qiao also gave Fang Yuan a complicated look, before speaking to the other disciples of the Immortal Sect.

Zhou Qingyue could hear the sympathy for Fang Yuan in Junior Sister Xiao Qiao's words, but this kind of sympathy made him feel even more unhappy. He deliberately looked at Fang Yuan with a look of regret, and said, Hey, I also want to relive the years when Senior Brother Fang patiently taught me, but it's a pity, now we are a fairy disciple and a handyman, with a huge difference in status, and our cultivation is getting far away. I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for this day...

Why?

Fang Yuan said calmly: The disciples of handymen can also practice, so is your aptitude stronger than mine?

I……

Zhou Qingyue really wanted to agree, but he couldn't say it.

He is at the top of the list of immortals, but he is only on the list of Xiaoyi, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he dare not say that his aptitude is stronger than him.

But in front of everyone, Fang Yuan pretended to be stupid and asked this question, but it made his face dull.

There is also a little anger in my heart, and the feeling of wanting to trample him under my feet is even stronger in my heart!

After a slight pause, he simply sneered and said: Of course I can't compare Fang Shixiong's aptitude. Hehe, who used to be the top of the immortal list, who can compare to you? But now I am a little luckier than you, and I have God's favor. I have masters, seniors, and sisters to guide my cultivation, and I have resources from the Immortal Gate. If I can't compare with you, a handyman disciple, wouldn't I be as stupid as a pig?

As he said, showing off, he threw a small red stone back and forth in his hand, and looked down at Fang Yuan.

Spirit stone?

Seeing that little red stone, the eyes of all the handyman disciples were a little straightened.

That is the most popular practice resource in the practice world. The spiritual energy contained in one spirit stone is enough to compare with the ten low-level Qi training pills in the hands of their handyman disciples. The difference in treatment is enough to make their envious eyes turn red...

Seeing the Lingshi, they couldn't help but sympathize with Qi Fangyuan.

A handyman disciple, if you want to get angry with other disciples of the immortal sect, what's the point of quarreling? They can receive one spirit stone every month, but you only have two low-level Qi training pills.

The gap between the disciples of the Immortal Sect and the disciples of the handyman is really big...

Fang Yuan looked at the spirit stone, but also felt a slight movement, took a look, then moved his gaze away, he had already made up his mind, and said calmly: If it were someone else, I would be a handyman, of course I wouldn't dare to compare with others, but if it were you, Junior Brother Zhou... He suddenly laughed and said: ...I don't think it will be too far behind, after all, in my eyes, you have never been smarter than a pig!

boom!

When the people around heard these words, their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost.

This is simply a curse, right?

Zhou Qingyue's face was swollen and purple, his fists were clenched, and he subconsciously glanced at Junior Sister Qiao from the corner of his eyes. Seeing her smiling face, he felt even angrier in his heart, and said coldly, Idiots are talking about dreams, how dare you, a handyman disciple, look down on me?

When he said these words, he took a step forward, as if there was a disagreement, he wanted to strike.

Fang Yuan was not afraid at all, and said indifferently: It's not that I look down on you, I just want to ask you, if I surpass you in cultivation, so what?

Ha ha ha ha……

Zhou Qingyue sneered: Even if you were the number one in the past, so what? I'm just a disciple of handyman. I, Zhou Qingyue, a disciple of the Immortal Sect, can't compare with you? If one day, your cultivation level surpasses mine, I will kowtow to you three times!

The other immortal disciples also nodded secretly after hearing this.

The gap between the handyman disciples and the immortal disciples is too big, and it is getting bigger and bigger.

From the very beginning, it was doomed that the cultivation speeds of the two sides were not at the same level. It can be said that if the handyman disciple wanted to surpass the immortal disciple, he would have to chase the car on foot. Let alone catch up, the gap between the two sides would only grow wider!

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

Zhou Qingyue was slightly taken aback before he realized that the handyman was jealous of his cultivation resources...

Gazing at Fang Yuan playfully, he sneered: Don't talk about this one spirit stone, so what if I give you ten pieces?

The expressions of the other immortal disciples also became a little strange.

In their eyes, this handyman disciple really seems to have been driven into a lunatic...

Is he trying to please the public, or does he really think that he can compete with the disciples of Xianmen in terms of cultivation?

Before this thought was dismissed, Fang Yuan turned his head indifferently, and said, This can be regarded as a small bet between me and Junior Brother Zhou. I don't know what you think, are you interested? Do you want to add a little bet?

Hearing this, the group of immortal disciples immediately looked at each other in blank dismay, greatly surprised.

A man in purple suppressed a smile and said: This bet is so interesting, I am also tempted, so let's follow a Lingshi...

Another person said with a smile: Everyone is from the same sect, and I will also support Junior Brother Zhou. Let's gamble on the Lingshi I just received!

I'm coming too...

Hehe, what's the fun in betting on one spirit stone? If this handyman can really beat Junior Brother Zhou, I'll give you ten spirit stones!

All of a sudden, five or six people followed suit, and they naturally understood that Fang Yuan was wishful thinking, and that this bet was nothing more than a joke. Naturally, when they spoke at this time, they wanted to give Zhou Qingyue face, and they didn't really want to bet. Only Junior Sister Qiao didn't speak when it was her turn. She just looked Fang Yuan up and down with her wonderful eyes, and seemed to have developed a strong interest in him.

Haha, thank you, brothers and sisters!

Zhou Qingyue's face was bright, he smiled and clasped his fists, then raised his chin slightly, looked at Fang Yuan, and said with a smile: You have made all the bets you want, but I also want to ask Brother Fang, if you can't catch up with me in terms of cultivation, what will you do?

He had already thought in his heart that he didn't care for the qi training pills of the handyman disciples, he just wanted Fang Yuan to kowtow to him a few times.

But Fang Yuan didn't answer according to his words, but his face gradually became serious, and he said lightly: I just want to do what I like honestly, so I don't like to argue with others, but there is a limit to everything, you bully me too hard, I can't bear it!

Zhou Qingyue didn't listen to Fang Yuan's words at all, but sneered and said, Stop talking nonsense, let me ask when will you catch up to my cultivation?

Fang Yuan smiled calmly, and suddenly stretched out his arms, his green energy burst out, and there was usually a gust of wind, and the dead leaves around him were rolled up, spinning around him like a tornado, then Fang Yuan looked at Zhou Qingyue, and smiled softly.

It's now!

As he spoke, he swiped his hands, and the dead leaves all over the sky flew away, hitting Zhou Qingyue's face hard...