Stepping out of the main hall, looking back at the main hall, the three big characters of 'go to Liufeng' are hung on the lintel.

Fang Er also realized that going to Liufeng did not refer to the place where they practiced spiritual guidance and the place of open source, but all the new disciples, and they would enter here when they entered, and they would decide to stay and stay.

According to the reality on the map, on the left side of the square is the peak where he entered, and the peak of Fahua is on the right, and he has to pass through the square.

Then turn back and walk towards the square.

From a distance, a large hall on the right side of the square was standing, and at the same time, I could see the three big characters of 'Fahua Peak' on the lintel.

Fang Er is not a stupid person, he didn't know before, because he had no clue, his heart was different, he probably knew what was going on.

Go to stay in the peak, go to stay, Fahua peak set the way forward!

Walking towards the main hall, a gray-shirted young man was greeted by him.

The gray-shirted young man asked, "Who went to Liufeng to come over?"

"Yes. Fang Er also replied respectfully.

The gray-shirted youth nodded, "Come in." ”

Passing by by mistake, Fang Er also stepped into the main hall.

The main hall is furnished like going to Liufeng, a large square table, and a gray-shirted man sits behind it.

The man was younger, in his thirties, and was looking at a thick book on the table.

With the experience of an old man, Fang Er also understood that this should be the sitting deacon of Fahua Peak.

Fang Er also approached, bowed and said, "Deacon, Fang Eryi, a disciple in the lower door, follow the order of the deacon and come to Fahua Peak." ”

The man raised his head and lowered his eyes, closed the book, pointed to the paper and pen on the table, and said indifferently: "Write your name." ”

Fang Er was also slightly flustered, puzzled, but did not resist, and wrote down his name.

The man glanced at it, took out a dark iron plaque, used it as a reference pen, and engraved the words 'Fang Eryi' on the iron plaque.

"Go to Hokkeden. He threw it away, looked at the reality, and ignored him anymore.

Fang Er also hesitated for a moment, but finally asked, "May I ask Lord Deacon, how do you get to the Fahua Hall in the future?"

"Left. "The man really cherishes words like gold.

Fang Er also lamented in his heart, why are the people of the Cangyuan Sect so cold?

Look at the deacon, and the black shirt in the cave, the deacon in the barbecue, the old man in the gray robe, and this... One by one.

"Could it be caused by the Cangyuan Sect Exercises?" Fang Er also secretly speculated.

But it's not right to think about it, my parents are from the Cangyuan Sect, but they are not like this.

Can't think clearly, can't figure it out, Fang Er also shook his head, let out a long breath, and wanted to go to the left side of the main hall......

Out of the main hall, the back is quiet, the grass and trees are evergreen, the flowers are in full bloom, the small bridge is flowing water, the houses are stacked one after another, and the exquisite pavilions and pavilions are dotted among them.

A bluestone path winds through it, the flowers are fragrant and the birds are singing, and the fragrance is faint and fragrant, which is more immortal than going to Liufeng.

Fang Er also walked slowly, not to enjoy the beautiful scenery, but to slowly look for the Fahua Palace.

"This junior brother. "At the railing of an attic, a gray-shirted woman was high up, looking down at Fang Eryi who was looking around.

Ask to hear the voice, looking for prestige, the woman is delicate and quiet, Fang Er also arched his hand and said: "Er Yi below." ”

The woman showed her face and smiled slightly: "Then Senior Brother Fang Er Yifang, what are you doing?"

Fang Er also replied: "I just came from Liufeng in Xia, and the deacon of Fahua Peak told me to go to Fahua Hall in Xia, and in Xia..."

"Understood. The woman's soft voice interrupted Fang Eryi's words and said, "If you go to the right, you will see a white jade pagoda, and there is the Fahua Temple. ”

Fang Er also thanked him and turned to the right.

After this woman, Fang Er also felt a little changed, not everyone in Cangyuan Sect was cold, at least the senior sister he met was good......

The octagonal pagoda built of white jade is huge and towering, and I don't know how much jade was spent.

At the main entrance, the plaque of 'Fahua Hall' was hung high, confirming that Fang Er was not wrong.

Entering the main hall, facing a table, a man in a black shirt sat upright, his eyes closed, as if he was cultivating.

Hearing the sound, the man's eyes looked straight at him, just like Fang Er's accustomed eyes, cold and indifferent.

Fang Er Yi bowed and said, "Er Yi below..."

"Identity plate. The man impatiently interrupted Fang Eryi's words and reached out to ask for it.

Fang Er did not hesitate, took out the iron plaque and presented it.

The man glanced at it, threw it back casually, and said, "Go up to the second floor to find the cultivation method." ”

Fang Er is going crazy too, who are they? Will he die if he says a few more words?

Complain and complain, put away the iron card, look around the hall, there are steps on the left and right sides to climb the tower.

Up the stairs, into a space full of bookshelves, in the corner sits a man in a black shirt.

"Find the exercises yourself, no one will help you. ”

Fang Er just bowed, and the man in the black shirt didn't wait for Fang Er to ask, and gave an answer directly.

Needless to explain, Fang Er also knew that the bookshelves here were full of cultivation exercises, but he knew that the exercises here were all incomplete and very low-level.

This is just his intuitive reaction, and it is also what his parents once told him......

"Cangyuan Jue"!

Cangyuan Sect is the most popular, and it is also the most basic exercise, the speed of practice is not fast, but it is better to lay a solid foundation and be safe!

Compared with other exercises, the speed of cultivating the Cangyuan Jue is slow to improve, which is the consensus of the majority of Cangyuan Sect disciples.

Perhaps it is also for this reason that after recruiting disciples, the sect does not insist that the disciples must study the "Cangyuan Jue", but completely depends on their hearts, so there are many kinds of exercises here.

However, Fang Er also learned from his parents' professors that the practice of "Cangyuan Jue" seems to be slow, but in fact it is not.

If it was just a simple cultivation of the "Cangyuan Jue", it would naturally be a slow practice, but Father Fang knew that the cultivation of the "Cangyuan Jue" with another "Vast Sutra" exercise, and the two cultivation at the same time, the effect would be very different.

Each person here can only choose one kind of exercise, "Cangyuan Jue" and "Vast Sutra" he has memorized by heart, it doesn't matter whether he chooses the exercise or not.

But since he came, it would be strange not to choose, and in the end, he still chose "Cangyuan Jue".

This is very in line with his actual situation, his qualifications are medium, "Cangyuan Jue" is not outstanding, and it is easy to cultivate.

Leaving the Fahua Palace, Fang Er was suddenly stunned, he forgot the most critical question: where did he live?

It can't be a barren mountain or wilderness, can it? But no one told him where he could go?

No matter how reluctant he was, in desperation, he had to return to the Fahua Peak Hall the same way......

In the main hall, there was still only the gray-shirted deacon.

Greetings, greetings.

The deacon said indifferently: "Have you already chosen the exercises?"

Fang Er also replied: "I have already chosen it." ”

This doesn't need to be told, the sect won't ask what exercises the disciples practice, anyway, in the eyes of the masters of the sect, what exercises to practice can't be hidden at all.

Deacon: "Go to the deacon's hall, and there will be an assignment for you." ”

Without waiting for Fang Er to ask, the deacon continued: "Turn left and go straight after the palace, and you will see a green jade pagoda, which is the deacon's hall. ”

Knowing how to go, I was steady, I sincerely thanked him, walked out of the Fahua Peak Hall, turned left, and entered the deacon hall of the Qingyu Pagoda......

The deacon's hall is different from the cold of the first two halls, and it is very lively here.

The long table under the three walls is divided, surrounded by many people, bustling, and mixed people, and they don't know what to say.

Finally, I saw someone going out, so I hurriedly stepped forward to ask: "Senior brother, I just came from Fahua Peak, may I ask..."

"New here, right?" The person who was asked was also gray-shirted and not very old, but he interrupted Fang Eryi's words strongly, and said, "Go up to the second floor, the second floor is the allocated place." ”

Without waiting for Fang Er to say more, the man staggered by.

On the right side of the gate, the stairs lead to the second floor, and when you go up the stairs, the second floor becomes cold again, and there are only two men in black shirts.

"I've seen Lord Deacon. Fang Er also stepped forward to salute, greet him, and present his identity plate.

Fang Er, who lowered his head, didn't see it, and when the man on his right was about to take the iron card, the person next to him stopped him.

"Look up. The black-shirted man squinted coldly, and a cold glint twinkled in his eyes.

A white jade plaque was thrown out, and it fell lightly in Fang Eryi's hand, covering the identity iron plaque.

The man said coldly, "Let's go to the Spirit Stone Mine." ”

Lingshi Mine?

The man in the black shirt didn't explain, and then said, "Go downstairs with a license, someone will arrange for you." ”

waved his hand, as if to drive away flies, and sent Fang Er away......

"Zhao Zhiting, that's the son of Senior Brother Fang Sheng and Senior Sister Lu Qing'er, don't you think it's too much?"

After Fang Er also went downstairs, the man on the right hand side who didn't say a word had an unhappy face and a cold voice.

"Liu Xiong, I know what I'm doing, I don't need you to teach me!"

The black-shirted man called Zhao Zhiting had the same face and a tough attitude.

"If it weren't for Fang Sheng's insistence, would Senior Sister Lu be injured? Will she commit herself to Fang Sheng? If it weren't for the constraints of the sect, I would have killed this person with my own hands!"

Liu Xiong was indifferent for a moment, and his tone was low: "What are you talking about? Senior Sister has already died, but shouldn't we take care of one or two of his son?"

"Do you want to be a target, or do you want me to be a target?"

Zhao Zhiting said hatefully: "Don't forget that he is Fang Sheng's son! You wait and see, Fang Er will also regret that he joined the Cangyuan Sect..."

Liu Xiong was speechless, and he also knew that Zhao Zhiting was right.

At that time, Lu Qing'er was kind and took care of his younger brothers and sisters, and was the most popular among the outer disciples.

However, unfortunately he was seriously injured, his cultivation was completely ruined, and he was arranged by the sect to marry Fang Sheng...

It is common sense that monks fight with heaven and earth, and it is unpredictable, and no one will blame heaven for being unfair.

Skills are not as good as people, dead, injured, to blame, this is nothing.

But the key thing is that the news that everyone could have retreated with their whole body was originally exhausted, but because Fang Sheng was competitive and fell into a crisis, his fellow disciples suffered heavy casualties, and even Senior Sister Lu Qing'er, who was the most perfect in their minds, was affected.

In the hearts of many disciples, it was because of Fang Sheng's single-mindedness that led to the casualties of many disciples and the final fall of Senior Sister Lu Qing'er.

Just ask: how not to hate?

Thinking of the situation Fang Er would face, Liu Xiong let out a long sigh and closed his complicated eyes slightly......