After turning his head, he saw that the person who spoke was a woman in a green robe, with a slender figure, delicate facial features, and a bit of posture, but her face was as light as frost, but it diluted the intimacy that others had raised for her.

At this time, she walked out of the bamboo forest with a book in her arms, walked straight in front of everyone, and sneered at Lu Tianhe: "Senior Brother Lu, let's talk in advance, don't arrange his house near me, I don't like such insidious and cunning people!"

"Senior Sister Wu, everyone will be in the same family in the future, why bother?"

Lu Tianhe frowned lightly and said with some displeasure.

"Hehe, fellow doorman?"

The blue-robed woman glanced at Fang Yuan up and down, and sneered, "I can't afford this equivalent door!"

After that, he glanced at the few Xianmen disciples who were just right to greet Fang Yuan, and sneered: "How many of you have practiced the spells perfectly? Once you have read through the scriptures, you have the leisure to wander around here! Senior Brother Zhou has been studying the same art with you and me for more than a year, and he was framed by a conspiracy and expelled from the school, so not only do you not take it seriously, but you are busy making fun of an outsider?"

When the Xianmen disciples next to him heard her words, they were all a little dumbfounded, and it was difficult to speak.

The woman held the scroll, turned around and left, and sneered in her mouth: "It is said that the fairy gate is more righteous and cold, and this is true!"

Seeing that she was far away, the disciples of the Immortal Sect were also scolded by what she said, and they each made excuses and dispersed.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Fang, don't be surprised!"

Lu Tianhe was helpless, so he had to explain to Fang Yuan with a wry smile: "That is Senior Sister Wu Qingwu, she cultivates very hard, and she is also one of the few people in our Xiaozhu Peak who are most likely to enter Feiyun Mountain, several elders value her very much, but her temperament is a little direct, she has a very good personal relationship with Zhou Qingyue, because Zhou Qingyue's matter blames you, I hope you don't take it to heart!"

"This matter is defenseless, because Zhou Qingyue blames me so much?"

Fang Yuan shook his head lightly and asked lightly.

"It's not going to be ......"

Lu Tianhe sighed and said, "You must have seen it too, Zhou Qingyue has been robbed of immortality and driven down the mountain. Alas, yesterday, the Discipline Hall strictly investigated the theft of the Qinglu Peak Danfang, and only then did it inadvertently come to trial that Zhou Qingyue colluded with the disciples of Qinglu Peak to frame your ugly matter, after the matter was revealed, the Xianmen naturally couldn't tolerate such behavior, so they expelled Zhou Qingyue from the door, he was self-inflicted, most of his fellow disciples can understand, but there are also a few who are good friends with Zhou Qingyue, and it's hard to say what they think in their hearts!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lu, I understand in my heart!"

Fang Yuan was relieved a lot, what he was most afraid of was that someone would bother him, so that he could not practice with peace of mind.

Lu Tianhe smiled and said: "It's good to understand, in fact, Senior Sister Wu Qing's heart is not bad, but she is a little too serious, she is angry with you now because of Zhou Qingyue's affairs, you can hide as much as you want, but remember, don't anger her......"

"What do you mean by that?"

Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Lu Tianhe with some puzzlement.

Lu Tianhe sighed and said, "Senior Sister Wu Qing is in charge of the Qingfeng Poetry Society, that ...... Don't be an enemy!"

At first glance, after hearing such a headless sentence, Fang Yuan was stunned: "What is the Qingfeng Poetry Society?"

Lu Tianhe saw that Fang Yuan really didn't understand, so he laughed and said, "It seems that Senior Brother Fang really is dedicated to cultivation and doesn't ask about things outside the window." Well, let's get in touch, and I'll tell you. Xianmen has always been cruel to competition, the pressure is huge, and it is difficult to hold on alone. I don't know when it began, among the disciples of the Xianmen, some people with similar temperaments began to huddle together to keep warm and help each other, in order to survive better in the Xianmen and even in the cultivation world. This kind of existence often exists in the form of poetry societies, sword alliances, etc., so as soon as the disciples of the Immortal Sect enter the Immortal Gate, they must first join such a group!"

"Immortal Gate allows such a thing to exist?"

Fang Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and asked with some puzzlement.

Lu Tianhe laughed: "If it goes too far, the Xianmen will naturally not allow it, but under normal circumstances, the Xianmen will support it, firstly, it can cultivate the loyalty of the disciples, and secondly, it can also make the Xianmen disciples understand the cruelty in the cultivation world in advance, and secondly, such an existence will often give birth to one or two outstanding leaders, which is what the Xianmen is happy to see!"

Fang Yuan pondered for a long time after hearing this, and suddenly said, "What if you don't join?"

Lu Tianhe smiled bitterly and said: "Add or not join, it's just a form, each as it pleases, but in the immortal gate, you still have to have a backer, if you really have the strength and background, then why join others, naturally someone will come to you!"

Fang Yuan heard the sound outside the strings: "If you don't have the strength, the background, and you don't want to join them......

Lu Tianhe smiled: "Then the result needs to be said more?"

Fang Yuan nodded, thinking that there was really no need to say more, it was nothing more than exclusion, neglect, or even blows.

After a while, he opened his mouth and asked, "Qingfeng Poetry Society, what is the status in the Immortal Gate?"

Lu Tianhe frowned and thought for a while, and said: "The core of the Qingfeng Poetry Society, presumably Senior Brother Fang also recognizes, is your classmate in Taiyue City, Senior Brother Qi Xiaofengqi, he is one of the seven sons of Qingyang, whether it is strength or talent, he is the top, in our Xiaozhu Peak, the strength of the Qingfeng Poetry Society should be one of the strongest, to put it bluntly, Senior Sister Wu Qing had a bad attitude towards you before, and it was also because there were rumors in the Xianmen that Zhou Qingyue had planned to join the Qingfeng Poetry Society, but before they agreed, they had such a ......"

As soon as he heard the words "Qi Xiaofeng", Fang Yuan almost understood in his heart.

He smiled bitterly and said, "You tell me the truth, do I have any other choice than the Qingfeng Poetry Society?"

Lu Tianhe laughed: "Senior Brother Fang is really a smart person, you must have understood what I mean, at this stage, the competition has just begun, and it is not so obvious, and the poetry societies have a very good relationship, and it is rare to tear their faces and compete, so when the Qingfeng Poetry Society is eyeing you, other poetry societies and sword alliances will generally not take the risk of being their enemies to accept you, which is also the reason why I asked you to get Wu Qing's forgiveness, because if you don't do this, I am worried that your life in Xianmen will be very unsatisfactory!"

"They're going to deal with me?"

Fang Yuan frowned and asked.

Lu Tianhe shook his head and said: "This is not true, the poetry society generally does not make enemies casually, let alone deliberately target anyone, but after joining the poetry society, the same sect helps each other, discusses cultivation, magic, and sometimes even provides some private resources to help, which is very helpful for personal practice, if you don't join them, you will naturally not enjoy these ......."

"Senior brother understands!"

When Fang Yuan heard this, he already had a general idea in his heart and laughed.

"That's fine, if there is really a difficulty, Senior Brother Fang can come and ask me in three months, and Senior Brother Guan Ao must have come back at that time!"

Lu Tianhe smiled and nodded, at this time, they had already come to the front of a row of houses in the shade of ancient pines, Lu Tianhe said: "Senior Brother Fang, you started late, you can only live here first, if you are not satisfied, come to me in the future to adjust!"

Fang Yuan took a look, but saw that on a hillside, there were also a few small buildings, although they were a little old, not as good as other houses, but they looked very quiet, and the few small buildings next to them were clean in front of the door, planted with flowers and plants, but the middle one was slightly dilapidated, obviously Lu Tianhe was referring to this one, so he smiled and said: "This is very good, thank you senior brother!"

"When the preaching bell rings, there is an elder preaching, you can go to Xiaoqingxi to listen to the lecture, if you have any doubts in the practice, you can go to ask the deacon, you can also come to ask me or other fellow disciples, the rest of the spell secret books, etc., you can go to the Tibetan scripture hall to borrow, every month there will be a spirit stone issued by the immortal gate, which is your cultivation resources, if it is insufficient, you can also go to the Fu Zhao Hall to receive tasks to earn!"

Lu Tianhe explained again, and then said goodbye with a smile.

Fang Yuan also entered the room, saw that the room was very dusty, and the cobwebs were patches, so he rolled up his sleeves, found a wooden bucket, washed it by the river, and then brought a bucket of water back to sprinkle and sweep, remove weeds, manage the roof tiles, and clean up and down, this house was already clean and tidy, Fang Yuan spread his futon again, took a bath, and changed the Xianmen robe he had just brought in.

"From now on, am I a disciple of the Immortal Sect?"

He looked at the fairy robe on his body, he liked it very much, and looked at it a few times in front of the bronze mirror.

Now that he has finally fulfilled his wish and become an official disciple of Xianmen, Fang Yuan only felt relieved in his heart, in order to obtain this line of immortal fate, he did not hesitate to enter Xianmen as a miscellaneous servant, saying that he was firm-hearted, or it could be said that he made a big gamble for his own wishes, but after all, he still won the bet, the value of the deacons, and the carefree of the disciples of Xianmen, all of which were in his eyes, making him feel endless joy.

And Wu Qing's appearance, although he had a shadow over the consummation of his life in the Immortal Gate, but Fang Yuan didn't intend to take it to heart, he entered the Immortal Gate, just to practice, naturally everything is focused on cultivation, whether it is Wu Qing or Qi Xiaofeng, they are just foreign objects, no matter what they do, as long as they don't hinder their own cultivation, otherwise, he won't endure it all the time!

After passing Zhou Qingyue's incident, he also understood a truth......

"Of course, I just want to practice well, and I don't want to cause trouble, but I am afraid of delaying my practice, so I can hide, but as a result, none of the things I encountered can be solved by hiding, but it is becoming more and more dangerous, and even almost ruined my cultivation path, I feel a little chilling when I think about it, according to the truth in the book, this should be regarded as an external demon that affects my cultivation, right?"

"The path of cultivation will be full of demons, the laziness and fear in my own heart are the demons in my heart, and those people and things that always want to harm me and deceive me for whatever reason are external demons, and they can destroy my path of cultivation!"

"For people and things, you don't have to be involved in cause and effect, but for external demons, it's useless to hide, you have to cut it with a sword, it's the cleanest!"