Master of Great Calamity

In Xianmen, practicing hard is the fundamental, what are you doing with these messy things?

After returning to the room, Fang Yuan wrote it down silently in his heart, his expression was a little speechless and helpless!

He slowly drank a cup of tea before throwing out these thoughts. After a short rest, he began to practice spells.

Mana was poured into the jade slip, and in the air above the jade slip, there were many small golden characters floating densely, all of which were the methods and tricks of practicing the fire control technique, each word was very detailed, Fang Yuan immediately began to read carefully.

This method of controlling fire is very simple, he can figure out the tricks inside without even using the technique of Tianwei.

The rest is just a lot of practice!

To put it bluntly, the practice of this spell is essentially the same as the practice of swordsmanship.

The requirements for comprehension are not very high, and more importantly, you still need to practice constantly.

To a certain extent, magic can be regarded as an invisible sword, the more you practice, the more handy you will be!

Of course, the power of spells is also related to one's own cultivation base, the higher the cultivation base, the stronger the power.

These low-level spells are practiced by others after the first level of qi training. While familiarizing themselves with the spells, they also use the operation of the spells to hone their control over mana. Fang Yuan is already a bit late now. He only started practicing spells after the third level of qi training. It is equivalent to having a whole body of strength, but he has never learned how to control his own power...

Seeing the fire in meditation, walking away from the mystery, the three yangs gather together, and the fire arises from the mind...

He secretly thought about the method in the secret scroll, and the mana flowed through the meridians, and he snapped his fingers.

Crack Crack...

Two candles exploded slightly, and several sparks suddenly appeared between Fang Yuan's five fingers, but they were fleeting.

The mana control is still a bit weak...

Fang Yuan secretly thought about the problem, and continued to try again and again.

On the third day, Fang Yuan knew the method of controlling the fire well, so he didn't need to keep the jade in his hand anymore, so he went to the scripture hall again, firstly, to return the jade slip, and secondly, he also wanted to borrow a new spell jade slip...

Although the spells are different, it will be more beneficial to practice with reference to each other.

The scripture hall was quiet, apparently not many disciples still needed to borrow secret books, they had already learned what they needed to learn, but what Fang Yuan didn't expect was that he passed the name amulet over as he said, and when he wanted to borrow another Wind Control Technique, the other party's face changed drastically, and he stared at Fang Yuan silently for a while, and suddenly he leaned back, put his legs on the case, and said, No!

Fang Yuan was slightly startled when he heard this: Why not?

No, of course it was borrowed by others...

The disciple said lazily and impatiently.

Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and said, What about the other elementary spells, all of them are fine!

nothing!

The disciple didn't even think about it, so he blurted out and almost drove people away.

Fang Yuan intuitively felt that his attitude was very different from yesterday, and he understood something in his heart, so he fell silent.

You'd better go back, don't delay the other brothers!

The disciple showed no fear, and even looked at Fang Yuan provocatively: If you are not convinced, you can go to the deacon and sue me!

Fang Yuan nodded, then turned around and left the main hall. After walking in the bamboo forest for a while, he simply walked to other places in Xiaozhufeng, such as Lingshan Hall, Fuzhao Hall, Lingdan Workshop, etc. As a result, he quickly determined his current situation...

In the Lingshan Hall, the handyman who was polite and respectful to any disciples of the immortal sect, turned out to be the master. When he saw Fang Yuan, his nose was not his nose, and his face was not his face.

I went to the Hall of Talismans and said that I need to do a task, and put away all the oily ones, pointing to the third-order talismans that even inner disciples dare not take easily, and said with a sneer: If you want to do the task, just accept those few!

As for the Spiritual Pill Workshop, it is a place where disciples of the immortal sect who have money can spend gold, silver, or spirit stones to buy some pills that are helpful for their cultivation. When they saw Fang Yuan appear, a disciple of the immortal sect who was in charge there was a little timid, but with a trembling voice, he took out a few inferior pills and placed them in front of Fang Yuan, telling Fang Yuan that if he wanted, there were only these.

I don't give less money than others, why can I only get these broken things?

Fang Yuan looked at the deacon disciple expressionlessly.

The immortal disciple was so frightened that he was about to cry, and begged in a low voice: Brother, don't make things difficult for me, I can't do anything about it, you have offended someone you shouldn't have offended, I'm unlucky if you don't want to get involved, I beg you, come back after solving the trouble!

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, said no more, turned and walked out the door.

As expected, Qingfeng Poetry Society still refused to give up. They understood what they had already said, and they still made a move!

Although these small tricks are not powerful, they are still annoying, Fang Yuan felt that he really should fight back!

He thought about it for a while, and then went to the Elixir Prison first. It's been a long time since we saw Ling Hongbo, the little chili pepper, but he was not unfamiliar with Fang Yuan after seeing Fang Yuan, but after hearing Fang Yuan's reason for coming, he smiled and said, Haha, what is this? After staying for a long time, you will know that there are more powerful ones. Can you survive?

He said as if he thought of something: I have also heard about the Wu Qing you mentioned. He is a child of a small practice family. His talent is only average, but his temper is very rampant. Most of them are children of small families. The upper circles can't get in, and the lower circles don't like it. They have developed a sense of arrogance for no reason. Since she gave you the opportunity to bow your head, you offended her if you didn't do what she wanted. Then she used some small tricks to deal with you. It should be, do you want me to intercede for you?

I agree to what you said, but you don't have to intercede for me, just do me a little favor!

Fang Yuan said calmly, but his attitude was extremely firm.

Do you really want to spend it with them? This bad temper is not popular in Xianmen...

Little Pepper shook her head and said with a smile: What are you fighting with others now? Her background is nothing in the entire fairy gate, but in Xiaozhufeng where there are two or three kittens, she is quite popular. You will suffer if you fight with her. By the way, you don't intend to go to the deacon to sue, right? Let me tell you, that would be embarrassing, if you do, your reputation will be ruined...

That's not true. She has her means to exclude me, and I naturally have my means to deal with her!

Fang Yuan spoke very calmly, as if he didn't take these matters very seriously.

Little Pepper sighed, and said: Because you have helped me improve a lot of chess skills, I agree to what you said. I didn't teach you the techniques of the Immortal Sect before because you were just a handyman and not qualified to learn them. Now that you have become a disciple of the Immortal Sect, it doesn't count as a violation of the rules of the Immortal Sect if I pass it on to you in private. Besides, even if it is violated, no one will dare to trouble me. You can just hold it later!

Fang Yuan agreed, and when he left, he had a few volumes of magic tricks copied by hand.

When he returned to the small building where he lived, he thought to himself: Those people think that I left them because of these reasons. If I am squeezed out by them, I will not be able to survive in the fairy gate? This is too naive. Don't these people understand the truth that only strength is real in the fairy gate, and real strength cannot be obtained by a group of pigs?

Thinking of this, his pride gradually increased: I have told them before that I will take revenge, but they still come to provoke me. Is it because I don't take my revenge seriously? Then I will take this opportunity to show you what my revenge method is!

When thinking about this question, his heart was slightly cold, and with a turn of his mana, with a whoosh, a ball of flame rose in his palm!

The flames illuminated his resolute expression, making him look very heroic!

...But what Fang Yuan didn't expect was that the flame lost control all of a sudden because of this one's inattentiveness. There was a bang that rose several feet high, and it was so bright and frightening that he was startled.

Snapped……

Flames hit the window of the house next door, and there was a scream from within.

Ah yo...

Fang Yuan couldn't care less about being heroic or not, so he hurriedly stuck out his head to have a look, and shouted: I'm really sorry...

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly froze.

The window next door has been burnt out, and I happened to be able to see the scenery inside. A beautiful woman seemed to be changing clothes. She had almost taken off her clothes. At this time, she was holding her chest and looked over blankly. Her white body made people dizzy...

Oh my god...

Fang Yuan stayed for a while, staring at the woman. When he realized that he had caused a big trouble, he suddenly yelled, raised his hands straight up, and kept groping: My mana is running too fast, why can't I suddenly lose sight...