Master of Great Calamity

Hehe, this kid is really good, he even broke Senior Brother Chen's magic weapon, I will give you a try too!

On Xiaozhufeng, it was full of excitement.

Fang Yuan not only aroused the amazement of all the immortal disciples, even several deacons seemed to have a strong interest in him. At the beginning, they didn't know how to test Fang Yuan's cultivation, but now, they all got excited, especially after Fang Yuan saw that the fat deacon's skill of spreading beans into soldiers was broken by Fang Yuan, the other deacons became eager to try.

A dark-faced, short-bodied deacon came forward with a smile, and casually took out the small Qiankun bag on his waist. He didn't know how to do it, and from the pocket less than three feet long, he actually took out a three-to-four-foot-high black stone statue...

With a bang, he squatted the stone statue heavily on the ground, and the ground seemed to be trembling after the shock.

Fang Yuan also trembled in fright, and looked at the black-faced deacon warily.

Junior Brother Cao, if you even took out the statues of the Six Gods of Earth and Fire, you are too bullying the younger generation!

Another bare-footed deacon smiled and shook his head, then took out a gourd, and the other party smiled and said, My black-marked willow-patterned demon snake has been raised for three years, but it has never fought against the enemy. I don't know how powerful it is. How about using it as the third level?

Fang Yuan couldn't help shivering again when he heard the sizzling sound coming from the gourd.

Haha, come here, go and bring up my Red Cloud Purple Eyed Beast...

Hearing the scrambling calls, Fang Yuan felt like dying.

It's better for me to practice hard until I reach the third level of Qi training and then come to seek immortality. Isn't it a dead end now?

He had only practiced kendo a few times, and he knew nothing about spells. It was a bit of a fluke to pass the first two levels. How would he pass the next few levels? More importantly, seeing the excited expressions of these deacons, he didn't know how many levels there would be...

Now even the disciples of the Immortal Sect who were watching around were all surprised.

It turns out that it is so difficult to become a disciple of the immortal sect like us...

Someone whispered to the people around him.

Yeah, I knew that our opportunity to practice is so hard to come by, I have to work twice as hard to practice...

The people next to him deeply agreed, even a little ashamed.

Hey, Elder Yun asked you to test this kid's cultivation, not for you to show off the magic weapon monster!

The white-robed deacon who made the move for the first time couldn't stand it anymore, interrupted the dispute of several people, and said in a deep voice: After all, this kid has been practicing in the handyman's office. It is very rare to have such a cultivation level and master these few sword skills. Practice is not only about strength. They have not yet reached the time to focus on strength. Anyway, he doesn't know magic, so there is no need to try this one!

When the other deacons heard the words, they restrained themselves a little, but asked in surprise, Then what are you trying?

Son, how about the old man try your divination skills?

At this moment, a purple-faced old deacon came out, took out a roll of bamboo slips from his sleeve with a smile, and said, Here is a roll of Yanshi's Three Questions, and there are three divination questions in it. If you can solve the result, you will pass the third level!

When all the deacons heard the words, they all nodded in agreement.

Divination is the foundation of formations. Numerous large formations in the cultivation world are derived from the technique of divination, and whether it is to set up an formation or break an formation in the future, the technique of divination will be indispensable. This is also the reason why divination will become one of the four foundations of cultivation. Just now they have tested Fang Yuan's cultivation and swordsmanship, and it is only reasonable to compare this technique of divination now.

Fang Yuan heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that he didn't have to risk his life, and took it respectfully.

So he sat on the ground in the middle of the field, borrowed the bamboo chips of the purple-faced old deacon, and fiddled with them on the ground.

The old deacon saw that he was very proficient in using counting chips, so he nodded secretly.

Divination, utensils, medicine, and calligraphy are the four foundations of practice. They were all learned in the Fairy Hall. But at the Fairy Hall, Fang Yuan devoted himself to studying True Explanation of Dao Yuan, but he was a little unfamiliar with these four disciplines.

Since entering the Immortal Sect, apart from practicing, he has been studying hard all the time, and what he has learned is precisely these four foundations.

Divination is his best skill.

There are traces of all the changes in it, and he is naturally good at this.

Three Questions of Yanshi, in the study of divination and calculation, is not a difficult problem, Fang Yuan quickly came to the result.

The result is good, but there are still some problems with the algorithm, and some detours have been taken, but considering that you have been studying by yourself, it is very good to be able to learn to this level. You have passed the third level. Come back to this old man, and I will give you good advice!

The purple-faced old deacon was very kind and cheerful, nodded his head approvingly, and took back the bamboo chips and bamboo slips.

The surrounding disciples of the Immortal Sect saw each other, and whispered again. Naturally, this divination technique is not as exciting as watching a sword fight, and the Three Questions of Yanshi is not a difficult problem.

The old man is here to test your pharmacology!

The barefoot deacon who wanted to bite Fang Yuan with a snake just now also came over and asked with a smile, Have you read the Pharmacopoeia?

Fang Yuan nodded, and said: I have read Shen Nong's Code, Huang Di Xue, Baicao Jing, Xi Huang Zhu...

Well, that's not bad!

The barefoot deacon nodded and asked, How much did you see?

Fang Yuan was slightly taken aback: To what extent?

The barefoot deacon laughed, and said: The old man is asking you, after reading it, how much knowledge have you mastered?

Fang Yuan was stunned for a while, and then said honestly: I have memorized everything!

ah?

The barefoot deacon was stunned for a while, and then he became furious: What kind of nonsense are you bragging about?

Fang Yuan raised his head innocently: ...really memorized everything!

Haha, isn't that a bit bragging?

Among the disciples of the immortal sect around, someone couldn't help but said: Those pharmacopoeias are tens of thousands of words, how can they be memorized?

That's right, it's impossible for someone to have such a good memory?

The main reason is that it is impossible for someone to be so stupid as to memorize these pharmacopoeias?

Amidst the whispers, the barefoot old man also laughed angrily, and said, Okay, come and carry me...

Fang Yuan opened his mouth honestly: In the past, in the Yellow Emperor, he was born as a god, weak but able to speak, young and sloppy, grown up and sensitive, and matured to ascend to heaven. Then he asked the celestial master, I heard that people in ancient times lived to a hundred years old, and their movements did not decline. Today's people are half a hundred years old, but their movements are all declining. Is it different from time to time? People will lose it? There is permanence in daily life, and you don't work rashly, so you can have both form and spirit, and you will live out your life, and you will go to a hundred years old...

The whispers around gradually died down, and the barefoot deacon gradually widened his eyes.

After listening to the cup of tea again, he finally couldn't bear it any longer, and reached out his hand to stop Fang Yuan: You really memorized it?

Fang Yuan asked blankly, Is this strange?

The barefoot deacon looked at Fang Yuan like a monster: How many times have you read these pharmacopoeias?

Fang Yuan thought for a while and said seriously, At least three times!

The barefoot deacon opened his mouth wide: Can you memorize it three times?

Fang Yuan looked incomprehensible: Three times is not enough?

This...you passed the test!

The barefoot deacon finally didn't know what to say, took a deep look at Fang Yuan, turned and left.

Hehe, it's already pretty good!

Amidst the buzzing voices, Elder Yun, who had been sitting in front of the hall watching the excitement, had already accepted a scroll handed over by Tonger, which contained all the records about Fang Yuan of the Immortal Gate. And standing on his other side was Qiao Yunting, the deacon who once brought Fang Yuan from Taiyue City. He had already introduced Fang Yuan's roots to Elder Yun in a low voice.

That's all for today!

Seeing that several other deacons had to come forward to take the test, Elder Yun seemed a little tired, and sighed softly.

Several other deacons turned their heads and looked over with some doubts, including Fang Yuan, who also looked over with some puzzlement, but Elder Yun smiled: The difficulty of today's assessment is no less than that of the bridge of trials. After he enters the door, save it and test it slowly later!

The other deacons immediately understood Elder Yun's words when they heard the words, and all bowed to receive the order.

Fang Yuan was still a little dazed, but Deacon Qiao Yunting beside Elder Yun gave him a wink with a smile.

Fang Yuan immediately understood, his heart was agitated, and he hurriedly said: Thank you, Elder, for bestowing the fairy fate...

Hehe, there is no need to be too polite, your entry into my Qingyang Sect is not considered a gift, it is you who have the qualification!

Elder Yun said something with a smile, and looked at Deacon Qiao with some reproach, and sighed: Yunting, when you went to Taiyue City, you came to find disciples for the immortal sect. This good seedling was thrown into the handyman by you, it shouldn't be...

Deacon Qiao was even more helpless: This... this is the disciple's mistake...

He was really wronged in his heart. At the beginning, Xianmen made a decision to cancel the True Explanation of Daoyuan in the Xianmen Grand Examination. At that time, he didn't say that he would open the back door for those who performed well. In fact, he was willing to bring Fang Yuan back because his old friend Mr. Zhu strongly recommended him, and he couldn't see a good and hardworking young man just knocking down the mortal world, so he opened the net...

Of course, these can only be slandered in my heart. If I don't carry the blame that the elders left behind, who will I carry?

All the deacons laughed knowingly. Seeing this, the white-robed deacon stepped forward, patted Fang Yuan on the shoulder, and said with a smile: There has been no such thing as a handyman being promoted to a disciple of the Immortal Sect for hundreds of years, but now you have broken the convention. If so, then...

He was about to announce the result, but at this moment, he suddenly heard someone shout: Wait a minute...

In the astonished eyes of the Immortal Sect disciples, a group of Discipline Hall disciples came out suddenly.