"Senior Brother Zhou's skill of controlling things is very wonderful!"

Zhou Qingyue used his aura to deter the withered leaves, and hit Fang Yuan's head, the withered leaves were light, and naturally they couldn't hurt anyone.

However, when the disciples next to him saw it, they immediately heard a lot of applause, and Zhou Qingyue also looked left and right, looking very proud.

This is one of the techniques that can only be practiced after practicing the first layer of great perfection, volleying and deterring things, running from the heart, although he can only deter light dead leaves, and it is even more injurious, but from this hand, Zhou Qingyue's good attainments in the art of imperial objects have been revealed.

He himself felt that this was really the best performance he had performed in recent times.

Especially when this withered leaf smashed on Fang Yuan's head, and it was displayed in front of Xiao Qiao's junior sister, it made him even more excited, and his pride was overflowing.

Several other Immortal Sect disciples were also sincerely amazed when they called this good, only the little Qiao Senior Sister frowned slightly.

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

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, and said with a joking smile: "Senior Brother Fang, have you seen this imperial artifact technique?"

Fang Yuan's face was expressionless, and he said lightly: "In terms of the Qingyang Sect's primary qi cultivation method, within three zhang, you can deter the withered leaves, fly smartly, and run from the heart, but your technique, the strength is scattered but not condensed, the withered leaves are gone, and there is no change, it can only be regarded as inferior!"

He said this very seriously, but when the other Immortal Sect disciples heard this, they were all stunned, and they were dumbfounded.

"You are qualified to guide me?"

Zhou Qingyue's face became a little ugly, he just asked ridiculously, how could he really ask Fang Yuan, but he didn't think that this guy actually criticized himself according to the content of the Qi Cultivation Method, which reminded him of the scene when he was in the Taiyue City Fairy Hall, which made his people overshadowed, and his heart was suddenly unhappy.

"You also said just now, I am the top of the immortal list, but you are the last of the immortal list, of course I am qualified to guide you!"

Fang Yuan opened his mouth lightly, his expression looking very serious.

"Haha, this former top of the immortal list, his tone is indeed not small!"

"The Qingyang Sect has been established for thousands of years, and the miscellaneous disciples want to instruct the disciples of the Immortal Sect, this should be the first time, right?"

"However, the few words of Senior Brother Zhou that he commented on just now are not bad......"

All the Immortal Sect disciples snickered, looking at Fang Yuan with teasing eyes.

"Alas, Senior Brother Fang, let's go, let's go, there is still work to be done in the Tibetan Scripture Hall......"

Steward Sun couldn't stand it anymore, and tried to persuade Fang Yuan to leave, so he didn't have to stay here and be humiliated.

"Almost, let's go!"

That little Qiao junior sister also glanced at Fang Yuan with complicated eyes, and spoke lightly to the other Immortal Sect disciples.

Zhou Qingyue could hear the sympathy for Fang Yuan in Xiao Qiao's words, but this kind of sympathy made him even more unhappy, he deliberately looked at Fang Yuan, with a look of regret, and said: "Hey, I also want to relive the years of Senior Brother Fang's patient teaching, but it's a pity, now we are a disciple of the Immortal Sect, a miscellaneous servant, the identity is very different, and the cultivation is getting farther and farther away, I'm afraid I can't wait for this day......"

"Why?"

Fang Yuan said calmly: "Miscellaneous disciples can also cultivate, is your qualification still stronger than mine?"

"I ......"

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

He is the top of the immortal list, but he is only on the list of Xiao Yi, and no matter how thick-skinned he is, he doesn't dare to say that his qualifications are 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 was also some secret anger in my heart, and the feeling in my heart that I was going to trample him under my feet was even stronger!

After just a slight pause, he simply sneered: "Of course I can't compare with Senior Brother Fang's qualifications, hehe, who can compare to you as the former top of the immortal list?" But now I am a little luckier than you, and I have the favor of the heavens, with the guidance of my senior brothers and sisters, and the resources issued by the immortal sect, if I can't compare to you as a miscellaneous disciple, wouldn't I be stupid like a pig?"

As he spoke, showing off, a small red stone in his hand was thrown around, looking at Fang Yuan condescendingly.

"Spirit stones?"

Seeing the small red stone, the eyes of the miscellaneous disciples were a little straight.

That is the most popular cultivation resource in the cultivation world, and the spiritual energy contained in a spirit stone is enough to compare to the ten low-level qi cultivation pills in the hands of these miscellaneous disciples, and this difference in treatment is enough to make their eyes red with envy......

Seeing the spirit stone, they couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to Fang Yuan.

A miscellaneous disciple, if you have to be angry with other Xianmen disciples, what kind of quarrel, people can receive a spirit stone every month, but you only have two low-level qi cultivation pills, this gap is revealed, that is, Chiguoguo's self-deprecation is not interesting, is it fun?

"The gap between the disciples of the Immortal Sect and the miscellaneous disciples is really ......."

Fang Yuan looked at the spirit stone, and also felt a slight move, glanced at it, then moved his gaze, he already had an idea in his heart, and said lightly: "If it is someone else, I am just a miscellaneous servant, of course I don't dare to compare with others, but if it is Senior Brother Zhou, you......" He suddenly laughed and said, "...... I don't think it's too far behind, after all, you've never been smarter than a pig in my eyes!"

Rumble!

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

That's just swearing, right?

Zhou Qingyue's face was even more swollen and purple, his fists were clenched, and the corners of his eyes subconsciously glanced at Xiao Qiao's junior sister, and when he saw her smiling appearance, he was even more angry in his heart, and said coldly: "Foolish dreams, you dare to look down on me even if you are a miscellaneous disciple?"

When he said this, he took a step forward, and he already had the intention of starting to do something if he didn't agree with him.

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

"Hahahaha......"

Zhou Qingyue sneered: "Even if you were the top of the list, what if you were just a miscellaneous disciple, I, Zhou Qingyue's dignified immortal sect disciple, can't I compare to you? If one day, your cultivation surpasses me, I will kowtow to you three times!"

When the other Immortal Sect disciples heard this, they all nodded secretly.

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

From the very beginning, it was destined that the cultivation speed of the two sides was not at the same level at all, it can be said that if the miscellaneous disciples wanted to surpass the Xianmen disciples, they would simply be on foot, let alone catch up, the gap between the two sides would only get bigger and bigger!

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

Zhou Qingyue was slightly stunned before he reacted, it turned out that this miscellaneous servant was blushing at his own cultivation resources......

He glanced at Fang Yuan playfully, and sneered: "Don't talk about this one spirit stone, what about giving you ten?"

The faces of the other Immortal Sect disciples also became a little strange.

In their eyes, this miscellaneous disciple really looked like he had been forced into a madman......

Was he grandstanding, or did he really think that he could compete with the Xianmen disciples in terms of cultivation?

Before this thought disappeared, Fang Yuan had already turned his head with a faint expression, and said, "This is also a small bet between me and Senior Brother Zhou, I don't know what you think of it, are you interested, and you want to add a little bet?"

When this group of Immortal Sect disciples heard this, they immediately looked at each other, which was very unexpected.

A man in purple couldn't help but smile and said, "This bet is so interesting, I'm also excited, so let's follow a spirit stone......

The other person smiled and said: "Everyone is in the same door, I also hold the game for Senior Brother Zhou, the spirit stone I just received, bet on it!"

"I'll ...... too"

"Hehe, what's the fun of betting on a spirit stone, if this miscellaneous servant can really win Senior Brother Zhou, I'll give you ten spirit stones!"

For a while, five or six people all opened their mouths, and they naturally understood that Fang Yuan was talking about a dream, and this bet was just a joke, and when they opened their mouths at this time, they naturally wanted to give Zhou Qingyue a face, but they didn't really want to gamble. Only that little Qiao junior sister didn't open her mouth when it was her turn, with a pair of wonderful eyes, she just looked Fang Yuan up and down, and seemed to have a strong interest in him.

"Haha, thank you guys!"

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

He already thought in his heart that he was not a rare miscellaneous disciple's Qi Cultivation Pill, and 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 slowly became serious, and he said lightly: "I just want to honestly do something I like, so I don't like to argue with people, but everything has a degree, if you deceive me too hard, I can't bear it!"

Zhou Qingyue didn't listen to Fang Yuan's words at all, he just sneered: "Don't talk nonsense, let me ask when you will be able to catch up with my cultivation?"

Fang Yuan smiled calmly, suddenly his arms were stretched, his green qi vibrate, there was usually a strong wind, and the dead leaves around him were rolled up, and the tornado generally revolved around him, and then Fang Yuan looked at Zhou Qingyue and laughed softly.

"It's now!"

With a stroke of his hands, the dead leaves all over the sky flew away, smashing his head and face on Zhou Qingyue's face......