Master of Great Calamity

You won't play so big, will you?

Not only the disciples, but also Junior Sister Xiao Qiao who was playing chess on the hillside were stunned.

Standing in front of everyone at this time, Fang Yuan looked humble, polite, and calm, no different from his usual self, but in the eyes of the disciples of the Immortal Sect, he looked like a lunatic who would beat himself up when he got mad...

Although Fang Yuan had spoken as politely and reservedly as possible just now, the disciples of the Immortal Sect still understood what he was going to do. To put it bluntly, this foreplay in the ancient gallery was actually the method of the Immortal Sect to select true disciples since ancient times.

It is said that in the ancient times, the competition among immortal sects was fierce, and the method of selecting successors was extremely simple. To put it bluntly, it was fighting. When everyone wanted to do the true inheritance and no one was convinced, they challenged the same sect and defeated all the brothers and sisters. The remaining ones were naturally the strongest!

But this method is too unrealistic and too crazy. It only exists in some ancient classics. All the disciples of the Immortal Sect regard it as a legend. They don’t know if it’s true or not, and no one will really do it according to this...

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

Challenge all fellow disciples?

is he serious?

Just when all the immortal sects were stunned and thought he was joking, Fang Yuan saluted all the disciples of the immortal sect again, and then turned his long sword upside down and went down the mountain, leaving only a scabbard in place as proof...

Hurry up, hurry up, quickly recruit the disciples of Xiaozhufeng, this is a big event...

Do the deacons know? Do the elders know?

After being stunned for a while, a group of disciples of the immortal sect exploded with a bang, and started discussing in a hurry.

The expressions were mixed with joy and worry, and the few outstanding people inside, including Li Jianghan, Taihezhen, Wang Kun, etc., all looked dumbfounded, until countless people around looked at them excitedly and expectantly, Taihezhen reacted, looked at the others with some doubts, and asked in surprise: They... Does his behavior conform to the rules of the fairy sect?

Hehe, I don't know if the talisman conforms to the rules of the immortal sect, but the gate rules did not say that this is not allowed...

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

Is he crazy? Seeing that we can't compete with us on the merit list, he used this tricky method?

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

This method is much more dangerous than competing for a place on the merit list. It's not a trick!

Wang Kun laughed at this time, still looking lazy, cupped his hands towards the others, and said: Besides, since he proposed this challenge, we can't refuse it. We really can't afford to lose this person. There is no other way. Senior Brother Li, Senior Sister Taihe, Senior Brother Xiao...and Junior Brother Qi, let's put aside our grievances for a while and have a good time with him, shall we?

Everyone who was called by him was stunned, and their expressions became a little dignified!

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

This night, doomed to sleepless!

Tomorrow, the news that Fang Yuan will imitate his predecessors, break through Xiaozhufeng, and prove that he is the number one person in the Immortal Sect has already spread throughout the great Immortal Sect, the deacons, even the true disciples, as well as the old man who usually hides and practice hard, and who is rarely seen.

Xiao Fangyuan, this matter is not allowed to be messed up, have you thought about it?

Deacon Bai and others came together, looking at Fang Yuan with solemn expressions.

Disciple thinks it over!

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged at the foot of the mountain, his aura was completely restrained, the long sword without scabbard lay across his knees, and his expression was indifferent.

Nonsense, nonsense, it doesn't matter if you think about it, how can there be such a thing in the precepts of Xianmen?

Deacon Bai was indignant and expressed his opposition.

Patriarch Hunling, the third suzerain of the Qingyang Sect, has done this before. His true biography is through this method to defeat all his fellow sects and obtain his inheritance. This is an old practice, and it has been clearly recorded in my Xianmen's book. Now the book is in the corner of the seventh row of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. There is also the seal of Patriarch Hunling on it. If you don't remember it, you can go and have a look...

Fang Yuan replied very calmly, but Deacon Bai was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

He really didn't remember such a book!

The Qingyang Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and there have been countless generations of disciples. Who can remember so many, no matter if they are deacons or ordinary disciples, they usually only know a few major events in history.

The key is that he is not good enough to refute, otherwise it will be treasonous, and he will make trouble with the dead patriarch!

You kid, you look honest and honest on weekdays, how can you do such crazy things?

Deacon Wu sighed beside him, pointed at Fang Yuan's head and reprimanded him.

It's not crazy...

Fang Yuan raised his head with some reluctance.

Deacon Wu laughed angrily: Isn't it crazy that one person challenges Xiaozhufeng's nearly a hundred fellow disciples?

Fang Yuan said, It's not crazy to do something that you're sure of!

Deacon Wu: ...If I didn't understand your temperament, I would definitely think you are bragging!

The deacons couldn't persuade Fang Yuan, so they had to withdraw the troops for the time being. They couldn't directly intervene in this matter. Cultivation in the immortal sect is essentially a matter of the weak and the strong, and they don't reject the pursuit of power in the immortal sect, as long as they don't use evil methods. What's more, Fang Yuan even found out the allusions of the third generation patriarch.

As for the disciples of the Immortal Sect on the Xiaozhu Peak, they have also gathered together now, discussing one after another.

They were just spectators of this true competition, but they didn't expect to participate in it now. They were both excited and worried, but soon some organizers stood up, led by Li Jianghan, Taihezhen, Wang Kun, Xiao Yuanzhi, Qi Xiaofeng, Junior Sister Xiaoqiao and others.

In this kind of matter, no matter how good or bad their relationship with Fang Yuan is, how far or near they are, they have only one purpose, and that is to prevent Fang Yuan from going up the mountain. If they are lazy and don't try their best during this process, it is not only not helping Fang Yuan, but also a kind of contempt for Fang Yuan!

Therefore, even though Junior Sister Xiao Qiao and the others didn't intend to fight in person, they tried their best to come up with a few bad ideas...

In this way, when the sun rose on the second day, the road from the merit stone wall of Xiaozhufeng to the foot of the mountain had already been heavily armed disciples of Xiaozhufeng. Along the winding mountain road, countless checkpoints were set up.

If he can successfully ascend the mountain, he will become the most exciting legend of the Qingyang Sect for hundreds of years!

On the hillside, the woman in the white dress had been there all along, and she couldn't help but sighed softly at this moment.

What if you can't?

Pepper, who was seriously studying the chess moves, said a word without raising his head.

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

It's almost time!

Facing countless gazes looking over from all directions, Fang Yuan didn't seem to notice it, but he was only thinking silently in his heart. When his own shadow was projected onto a sword mark by the rising sun, he slowly raised his head, looked at Xiaozhufeng, then got up slowly, held the long sword in his hand, and took a slow and deep breath...

In front of him, more than thirty zhang away, is the first checkpoint set by the disciples of Xiaozhu Peak.

A large formation formed by five immortal disciples holding different weapons and occupying five directions respectively.

Brother Fang Yuan, are you going to start climbing the mountain?

Seeing Fang Yuan getting up, the first among the five disciples smiled, and at the same time cupped his hands in the distance, saying: It's just for fun, don't take it too seriously, we've all heard about your deeds of eliminating demons in Wo Niu Mountain, it's really scary, but you can take a look, we are not demons and ghosts, you can't take it too seriously...

Don't worry, I have plenty of them!

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

Hurry up, hurry up, be more serious, if the five of us are defeated by him, then we don't have to live...

The immortal disciple who just said that he didn't need to be too serious hastily lowered his voice and whispered to his fellow disciple.

boom!

The expressions of the five people froze at the same time, and their mana spurred them into motion. Their movements were almost in unison. The astonishing mana rose at the same time, and then they were linked together, making the five of them seem to have become one person at this moment. It seemed that what was blocking the mountain path was no longer a large formation, but a sinister and meticulous iron wall, waiting for a giant beast that devoured people!

This is indeed not demon slaying, and the one standing in front of me is not an enemy!

Fang Yuan thought silently in his heart, holding the long sword slantedly, his steps became faster and faster, and the wind gradually picked up.

It's just a ceremony...

He was less than twenty feet away from the five disciples of the immortal sect, and his speed suddenly accelerated, his green robe was hunting, and his sword was as bright as snow.

I want to prove it to God, and I want to prove it to myself...

When his figure turned into a blue shadow and rushed towards the five immortal disciples, a word resounded in his heart!

It should be mine, but no one is qualified to take it except me!