"Did you hear that? The guy who rose up from the handyman is a madman......"

"This is a big celebrity today, who doesn't know him?"

"Haha, this person is said to have burned Senior Sister Li's window on the third day of entering the Xianmen, it is said that Senior Sister Li was changing her clothes at that time, and he saw something that should not be seen, but Senior Sister Li went crazy and chased him with a sword for more than ten miles of mountain roads......"

"Senior Brother Liu is even more miserable, saying that one night when he got up at night, looked at the full moon in the sky and remembered his hometown, when he was chanting lyrics, he suddenly heard a bang in his room, the roof was cut in half, the wind blade flew wildly, and a few wind blades flew over the root of Senior Brother Liu's thighs, and the senior brother Liu was stunned at the time, it is said that since then, the younger brother in the crotch is not very obedient, a few days ago I heard that he went to the dining hall to buy a lot ......of animal whips and came back to stew soup, and I don't know if it has worked now."

"I can understand that the beast whip replenishes qi and aphrodisiacs, but why does Senior Brother Liu use those words when he is homesick for the moon?"

"Xu remembered a certain girl in his hometown by the way...... Anyway, Senior Brother Liu cried and went to the deacon to complain!"

"Not only Senior Brother Liu, but also the few junior brothers and sisters next to his small building, everyone is complaining......"

"Yes, even the deacon can't ignore it, and he made a special trip to scold the boy and told him about him!"

"Haha, this is actually a wonderful person, I would have liked to be friends with him......"

"Alas, forget it, there are so many people in the Xianmen who can be friends, why bother to touch Senior Sister Wu Qing's moldy head?"

"What I'm saying is, I heard that the disciples of the Xianmen went to the deacon to complain, and there is also the figure of the Qingfeng Poetry Society, and no one wants to be a neighbor with him, usually in the Tibetan Scripture Hall, in the Danfang, in the Dharma Pavilion, and even his shadow can't be seen......

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Among the Xianmen, the rumors of the disciple who was promoted from the miscellaneous servants have not been broken, and all the Xianmen disciples have felt that he is alone, and they have been excluded, and they have discussed it in private, and even feel that he is a little pity, the cultivation life in the Xianmen is already boring, if there is no one to talk and drink, then isn't this kind of life too lonely?

Of course, this is what other people think, and for Fang Yuan, there is only one feeling......

...... The life in this fairy gate is so happy!

Don't worry about cultivation resources, don't have to be distracted from chores, just concentrate on cultivation, such a life is simply a fairyland.

Since he realized that the Qingfeng Poetry Society had squeezed him out, he simply didn't want to find himself unhappy, and he got the secret scroll of spells from Xiao Chili, so he didn't have to go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to receive the eyes of others, and he himself got a spiritual stone subsidy, so naturally he didn't have to take on the task anymore, and occasionally needed some special resources, so he went to find Steward Sun, he has a lot of old people!

The Qingfeng Poetry Society wanted to squeeze him out of the crowd, so he simply took the initiative to stay away from the crowd!

Practicing in the small building, after a few accidents, Xianmen also issued a ban on him, not allowing him to practice spells in the small building, so he had to go to the depths of the bamboo forest, find a quiet place to practice, sometimes a practice is a whole day, and even forget to go back, such as a few times, simply cut bamboo into wood in the bamboo forest, built a small bamboo house, and lived here!

During the day, he went to the waterfall to watch the flowing water and felt the continuous flow of water spells; listened to the bamboo wind blowing and howled, and moved the changes of the wind spells; at night, he lit a wildfire in front of the bamboo house, read by the light of the fire, and felt all kinds of magical powers contained in the flames; he lived in the bamboo forest, so he stayed away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and devoted himself more attentively to his practice.

What can be counted as the filthiness and strife between people, those spells contain the control of the power of heaven and earth, which in Fang Yuan's opinion, is more beautiful than anything in the world, even if he is immersed in it forever, he has no complaints......

However, every three or four days, he will also leave the bamboo forest and go to the elixir supervisor Xiao Pepper to help, not to earn resources, but simply want to contact more elixirs, except for when playing chess, he will feel that Xiao Pepper's stinky chess basket is a little annoying, other times it is still very calm and satisfied, when it is really boring, can you also find Steward Sun to have a drink?

It was also when he was drinking with Steward Sun that all the big and small things in the immortal gate fell into Fang Yuan's ears.

Steward Sun naturally likes the Li family, although he is only a miscellaneous steward, but the big and small things in this Xianmen have not escaped the ears and eyes of his old man, up to which elder moved his mortal heart and married a disciple as a concubine, down to which Xianmen honest disciple fell in love with another female disciple and he fell into the flower and the other party was ruthless, he knew it all......

Sometimes Fang Yuan was curious, how did he know?

But there is no reason, Steward Sun just knows, he is so omniscient and omniscient......

Of course, the premise is that these things must be enough to gossip, and things that are not enough to gossip are never interested in Sun Guanshi!

This is also the case, although Fang Yuan is far away from the crowd, he also knows about the affairs of the Xianmen from time to time, he has heard that the Qingfeng Poetry Society once made a bet in private, betting that he would not last for two months, and he would take the initiative to bow to them, but I heard that this bet was one month at first, and then a month passed, but there was no result, so it could only be changed to two months......

He didn't bother to pay attention to this principle, and now he was only thinking about cultivation.

When practicing, no matter how hard and tiring it is, no matter how dangerous it is, but when he sees those terrifying powers, which are actually controlled by himself, he is satisfied, as for whether he will not be able to control this power, or even be counterattacked and lose his life, he is not worried!

Spells are difficult and easy, deep and shallow.

He can figure it out by himself, and the difference is only in practice, but he will not worry about backlash.

And the difficult one, he directly used the technique of Tianlu to push it, comprehended it more deeply, and invisibly avoided countless dangers.

For him, it was the appearance of the enraged female fairy rushing towards him with a sword, which was far more terrifying than cultivating spells......

As for his cultivation and advancement, he was also very satisfied.

With the help of sufficient spirit stones and the Xiaozhu Peak Gathering Spirit Array, his cultivation slowly improved, and finally after more than a month, he gradually reached the third-level Great Perfection of Qi Training, which was more than two months faster than he had estimated when he was in the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall, and he was very satisfied.

And other Dan, array, talisman, instrument, etc., have also made great progress, and the basic knowledge has almost been completely mastered.

Usually, in addition to the corresponding classics, after reading them all over again, occasionally incomprehensible, he will also go to the deacon to ask, several deacons are very generous, knowing that Fang Yuan started late, there must be many shortcomings, and what can be explained to him is also explained to him in detail, of course, Fang Yuan has always grasped a degree of this, not only their disciples who need to practice in the immortal gate, but also the deacons need to work hard to improve their cultivation, so most of his problems are pondered by himself.

Gradually, two months passed, and life in Xianmen returned to peace.

Fang Yuan was promoted from miscellaneous servants to the Immortal Sect, and the attention caused by his cultivation was too diligent, but now it has gradually faded, because he was squeezed out by the Qingfeng Poetry Society, and the hearts of the disciples of the Immortal Sect who came to see the excitement also faded, and even the Qingfeng Poetry Society gradually lost interest in him, and in two or three months, a lot of the strength they used was like entering cotton, and it was very uncomfortable!

When others enter the fairy gate, they will always want to integrate into it, otherwise they will have no sense of security.

Qingfeng Poetry Society, in fact, also made a big fuss at this point, forcibly stopped between Fang Yuan and Xianmen, forcing Fang Yuan to bow his head and admit defeat, but what Qingfeng Poetry Society sang was actually a one-man show, more than two months have passed, Fang Yuan has not reacted at all......

This is inevitably a little embarrassing......

At the beginning, they were still looking forward to Fang Yuan's reaction to make them more interested, but later, they also died of this heart, and they had to say admiration to Fang Yuan, this guy is too good to hide......

More importantly, the time has finally come for the second time to preach in Feiyun Mountain!

Now, the first Qingyang Xiaoqi Son who has obtained the inheritance of the four methods of the Qingyang Sect has finished his enlightenment, and it is time to go down the mountain, as we all know, when the seven of them return to Xiaozhu Peak, it will be time for Feiyun Mountain to open again and choose disciples to preach......

As we all know, Wu Qing, the second leader of the Qingfeng Poetry Society, is determined to get this opportunity to preach!

Qingfeng Poetry Society also attaches great importance to this matter, and after Wu Qing also went up the mountain to preach, their Qingfeng Poetry Society is in this immortal gate, which means that there have been two inner disciples, invisibly, the natural status has skyrocketed, coupled with Wu Qing's family background, as well as Qi Xiaofeng's personal strength, it is already a sure thing that Qingfeng Poetry Society has become the first in Xiaozhufeng!

"When...... While...... When ......"

Until one gloomy afternoon, the preaching bell of Xiaozhufeng rang, slowly swinging in the mountains, all the Xianmen disciples guessed that there was going to be a result of the preaching in Feiyun Mountain, so they all hurried to the main hall, especially the members of the Qingfeng Poetry Society, one by one called friends to lead the company, surrounded Wu Qing, and rushed to the main hall to welcome the arrival of this exciting moment!

But what they probably didn't expect was that when the bell rang, Fang Yuan, who was reading in the bamboo forest, also gently put down the scroll in his hand, smiled faintly, and then tied up his long hair, put on a green robe, and left the bamboo house......