After asking the immortal tablet, the elder explained some methods for controlling spells, and then let the Xianmen disciples disperse, Xianmen preaching, originally different from the fairy hall, at that time Zhu Xian taught them, they were all tireless, reiterated over and over again, but in the immortal gate, the elder preached concisely, few words, after the thing was spoken, you can comprehend it yourself.

If you don't want to understand, the elders won't say a word of nonsense.

After all the disciples saluted the elders, they were all relieved, three or three, the chatting and laughing wind dispersed, some met to chant poetry, some met to drink, although the elder said that the matter of preaching in Feiyun Mountain was important, but there were not many people who put it in their hearts, after all, within three years, through the six questions of the immortal tablet, it was okay, and now the second year has not passed halfway, why be so anxious?

Those who can pass the six questions of the immortal monument in advance are all top-notch, there is no need to compare with them!

But Fang Yuan didn't have this idea, he left Xiao Qingxi, and he went straight to the Tibetan Scripture Hall, time is not forgiving!

And for the secret scroll of Xianmen spells, he has been looking forward to it for a long time!

In the past, as a handyman, he couldn't practice spells, but now he has become a disciple of Xianmen, and he doesn't have to report to Xianmen, he can learn Jiupin spells......

It's not the first time that the Tibetan Scripture Hall has come, and when he was doing miscellaneous work, he came to sort out the classics, but at that time, he came into contact with the paper classics at most, and he couldn't see the real jade slips, and he came to the ancient case at the entrance of the hall, and said to the deacons who were dozing in it: "This senior brother is polite, it's convenient to borrow a set of beginner spell secret books!"

The disciple slept in a daze, waved his hand and said, "Bring the name talisman, and find the secret book yourself!"

Fang Yuan handed over the name talisman according to his words, and the disciple took it, and said: "You can only borrow one spell at a time, go back and memorize it well, and return it to borrow the second way, Xiao Zhufeng's disciples can practice four spells, remember not to pass it on to outsiders!"

Fang Yuan also knew that the Immortal Gate had very strict control over spells, so he agreed.

Turning around and entering the Tibetan scripture hall, he saw rows of jade slips, neatly arranged.

The Xianmen Nine Rank Spell is a low-level basic spell, with a wide range of categories, including wind, fire, thunder, mountain, and rain, and some spells that are not included in the eight categories. Among them, the thunder spell has too high requirements for talent, and it is very suitable for people to learn, and Fang Yuan's choice is only five categories: wind, fire, and mountain rain, he lingered in front of the four jade slips for a long time, and finally selected one of the fire spells.

"Within three days, the study will be thorough, return it as soon as possible, otherwise you will be fined a spirit stone!"

"Don't record it, don't pass it on to others in private, otherwise the Xianmen will be heavily punished!"

The immortal disciple who was guarding the Tibetan Scripture Hall instructed Fang Yuan a few words, and then made a mark on his name and let him come out.

Fang Yuan was in a good mood, and walked quickly towards his house, ready to start cultivating as soon as he went back.

But when he first arrived at the door, he found that someone was already waiting for him.

Two immortal sect disciples with different statures, one tall and one short, were standing at his door with their arms crossed.

"What do the two senior brothers have to say?"

Fang Yuan was helpless, so he had no choice but to step forward and ask the two of them with his fists clenched.

"You are Fang Yuan?"

The tall Immortal Sect disciple glanced Fang Yuan up and down, and spoke lightly.

"It's ...... me"

Fang Yuan was speechless, and replied in a wistful manner, these two must have recognized themselves, why bother?

"Hehe, it's you, come with us!"

The short and fat Xianmen disciple sneered, raised his hand and pointed, Fang Yuan saw that under the pine tree not far away, Wu Qingzheng was sitting in a pavilion, looking indifferent, looking into the distance, holding a cup of tea in his hand, sipping slowly......

"It's so close, you'll die if you take two more steps?"

Fang Yuan was guilty in his heart, but he still followed the two of them over.

To put it bluntly, he still wants to resolve this Liang Zi in his heart, and make a feud for no reason and delay time......

"Sit down!"

That Wu Qing didn't look back at Fang Yuan all the time, but just waited for him to get close and said lightly.

Fang Yuan was helpless, so he sat opposite her and said with a smile: "What advice does Senior Brother Wu have?"

"I heard that you, Senior Brother Qi, and Zhou Qingyue are all classmates from the Fairy Hall of Taiyue City?"

Wu Qing still didn't look back at Fang Yuan, just looked into the distance and opened his mouth lightly.

"It's true!"

Fang Yuan nodded, holding back the impatience in his heart.

...... He really wanted to go back to his room and practice right now, who had the patience to tell her this?

"I only know now that you and Senior Brother Qi are classmates, and I haven't heard him mention you before!"

Wu Qing said lightly, and there seemed to be a touch of gloom in his voice: "But I am still very dissatisfied with the matter between you and Zhou Qingyue!"

These words stunned Fang Yuan: What does it matter to me that you are not satisfied?

But Wu Qingke didn't figure out what he was thinking, and continued: "But how to punish you, that's Senior Brother Qi's business, he is now preaching in Feiyun Mountain, and he will come back in the next few months, I don't bother to ask, but look at his face, I will still take care of you, a classmate in Taiyue City, so I give you a chance to apologize to Senior Brother Zhou Qingyue!"

"Apologize?"

This sentence stunned Fang Yuan, Zhou Qingyue was expelled from the mountain, how could he apologize?

Fortunately, Wu Qing didn't let him think too much, and said directly: "Qingfeng Poetry Society can't tolerate a villain who slanders the same family, Zhou Qingyue is already a member of my Qingfeng Poetry Society in the eyes of others, but you ruined his reputation, which makes me very unhappy!"

"So if you come to the Lingcanteen early tomorrow morning, explain it in front of a group of Xianmen brothers, and admit that you angered Zhou Qingyue because of a gamble before, and you have old grudges with him, so he is angry that he has done such an irrational thing, and the fault is more on himself, if you do it well, I can allow you to join the Qingfeng Poetry Society, which is good for you and for him, and for us!"

Fang Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and he was stunned for a while before he said, "What if you don't do this?"

Wu Qing seemed to have thought about it for a long time, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he sneered: "Joining the Poetry Society, with the guidance of fellow brothers, if you need resources, we can also take you to take on some tasks, no matter what aspect it is, it is beneficial to your cultivation, but if you don't agree, hehe, if the Qingfeng Poetry Society can't accommodate you, then no one in the fairy gate can tolerate you, you better think about it!"

Fang Yuan was already a little helpless in his heart, he sighed, rubbed his face, got up and said, "I think it's better to forget it......"

Wu Qing suddenly turned his head and looked at him: "Just say a few words, and everyone will benefit, but you don't think it's necessary?"

Fang Yuan laughed, turned around and left, and said lightly: "I don't think it's necessary to join you!"

"You...... It's killing yourself!"

Hearing Fang Yuan's rude answer, Wu Qing's face suddenly changed.

And the two disciples, one tall and one short, who were hovering outside the pavilion, were even more furious, and they directly greeted them, and on the two of them, the mana aura had already risen, flickering like flames, and it seemed that if they didn't say a word, they were about to teach Fang Yuan a lesson.

"I don't want to put up with it too much, if you force me, I will shoot my sword at you!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan didn't say much, reached out and broke off a branch from the pine tree next to him, and held it upside down in his hand.

"How dare this nerd do it?"

Listening to Fang Yuan's words, the two Immortal Sect disciples, one tall and one short, were also a little surprised, and hesitated for a while.

They didn't expect this nerd to be so tough when he was just getting started.

What's more, they had also heard what happened when Fang Yuan entered the Immortal Gate, holding a sword in his hand and breaking the magic weapons of the two deacons in a row, and even Deacon Bai praised their sword dao as one and without any flaws, which showed that this sword path was really extremely clever.

And what they mainly practice is spells, although the power of spells is very powerful, but after all, they have not yet reached the realm of running spells freely and can resist the enemy at will.

If you really lose a move, it will be too bad in terms of reputation!

"Stand down!"

Just as the two of them were hesitating, Wu Qing's voice sounded coldly.

The two people were relieved and slowly retreated, still looking at Fang Yuan with vigilant eyes, while Wu Qing slowly turned around, looked at Fang Yuan's back coldly, and said lightly: "I also saw that you were Senior Brother Qi's old classmate, so I gave you such a chance regardless of your past suspicions, you really want to be so hard-mouthed, even at the expense of offending our Qingfeng Poetry Society?"

"I just want to practice well, it's you who are offending me!"

Fang Yuan turned his head and glanced at her coldly.

Wu Qing smiled noncommittally, as if disdainfully replied: "Then you'd better think about it clearly!"

Fang Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Is it possible that if I leave now, you will take action against me?"

Wu Qing just smiled, and the two Immortal Sect disciples, one tall and one thin, also laughed, as if they felt that his question was ridiculous.

Fang Yuan looked at Wu Qing with some confusion: "I really don't understand why this is ......"

Wu Qing still sneered and disdained to answer, but the short and fat Xianmen disciple laughed: "Boy, you are really a nerd, some things are not as simple as you think, you are in the Immortal Sect, you have to obey the rules, otherwise, you will have to ......"

Fang Yuan directly interrupted his words, frowned, and said seriously: "We have no grudges and no hatred, so I don't really want to have a conflict with you, I don't want something like Zhou Qingyue to happen again, it's not that I'm afraid of Zhou Qingyue, but I'm afraid of trouble, so I just want to tell you seriously, I really don't want to provoke you, don't provoke me, okay?"

His words aroused Wu Qing's dissatisfaction, and he smiled coldly: "Even if I provoke you, what can you do?"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and said, "I promise, if you provoke me, then I will definitely retaliate this time!"

With that, he turned and walked away, never to stop again.

And Wu Qing and the others, who stayed in place, were angry and pale, and snorted heavily.