Master of Great Calamity

　　 On the second day, Fang Yuan was full of energy and energetic when he got up.

The path of spiritual practice is profound and difficult. Every step you have to take is like walking on thin ice, being cautious and different from person to person, so even if you practice the same method, there are differences in subtleties, and no one can copy the path of others' practice completely. . For practitioners, it is like choosing a path that allows you to go further in a complex and scattered road in front of you.

　　A little carelessness, he will die.

　　 But Fang Yuan is different, he now has the ability to see the right choice at a glance from the mess!

　　Although he has just started his head now, but with such help, he has no fear of the road behind!

　　 "Huh? Brother Fang, it's pretty good to see your spirit today!"

When Fang Yuan arrived at the front of the house of miscellaneous affairs, Sun Guanshi and others were already waiting there. When he saw Fang Yuan, he felt his look was very good. He glanced up and down, and he was slightly surprised. , Sun Guanshi was a little curious, and said, "Well, I'm not wrong... Your breath has grown a lot, as if you have grown up again this night?"

　　 "Yes, I practiced last night, and I was so clever. I was lucky to break through a layer of..."

　　 Fang Yuan smiled, and some satisfied answers.

　　 "Ah, Master Fang Guo is very human. If you keep this momentum, you might be admitted to the inner door!"

　　 saw several other handymen and couldn't help but wonder.

　　In their realm, they still can't see the cultivation practice of Fang Yuan, but Fang Yuan's diligence and diligence are all seen in his eyes.

　　 Plus, Fang Yuan's breath is indeed stronger, and he doesn't mind praising him.

　　 "Well, if it is so easy to enter the inner door, I am afraid that there are no handyman in the Xianmen!"

In the praise, there was also a handyman who said coldly.

It was a 30-year-old man who was born to be burly and sturdy. He practiced on the second floor of Qi. Fang Yuan listened, and he didn’t mind. He knew this man, named Song Kui, but one of the hands-on disciples. Ba, it is said that it has some relationship with a deacon of Xianmen, and even Sun Guanshi is unwilling to care about him. He has always been far away from this kind of person!

"Haha, Brother Fang diligently practises, this is a good thing. If he really can get into the inner door in the future, then our handyman will also have a light on his face. Okay, I won’t say much, so let’s go and try to sort out earlier. After finishing this temple, it will be easy!"

　　Sun Guanshi resolved the encirclement in two or two sentences, and took the man to the wooden kite, spreading his wings and flying towards Xiaozhufeng.

　　 "Who, I heard that you are very diligent, then sort out my row of book shelves..."

This time Sun Guanshi's work assignments were very meticulous. He saw yesterday that other miscellaneous people were lazy. Only Fang Yuan worked seriously. This time, everyone assigned a piece to save these guys from laziness. Yu just sighed a few words, and went to do his own work, but the one who called Song Kui, taking advantage of Sun's trouble, ordered Fang Yuan quite arrogantly.

"OK then!"

　　 Fang Yuan hesitated and agreed.

　　 This Song Kuinai is one of the masters of the Xianmen zombies. Newcomers are generally difficult to take off their clutches, but Fang Yuan is different from others. First, he was brought into Xianmen by Deacon Qiao Shi, the deacon of Xianmen. After entering Xianmen, he had been close to Sun Guanshi, so Song Kui had not come to entangle.

But now, it seems that Fang Yuan’s hard work has somewhat dissatisfied this bully. At this time, there is some meaning to find fault. Fang Yuan is a temper who does not want to cause trouble, but he does not want to make trouble with him. !

"Humph!"

　　 Seeing Fang Yuan's good faith, Song Kui was somewhat dissatisfied. He twisted his neck and walked away fiercely.

　　 "I'm an honest person, but don't fight with these people..."

　　 Fang Yuan pondered in his heart, and went into the Tibetan Buddhist Temple with his hands on his back.

　　Do more work in this Buddhist temple, but he doesn't mind.

　　 As long as he can get more contact with these spiritual practices, he will be happy even if he lives here.

　　 In fact, he is still a little emotional now, wondering if he would give Sun Guanshi some benefit, and let him arrange a job for him to guard the Tibetan Scripture Hall. Ten years of hard work have made him a good habit of reading. No books in a day, like a ghost who has not seen a woman in a year. The books in this temple of the scriptures are all kinds of books and are all-inclusive, which is really greedy...

　　Just like that, while tidying up, reading the book in his hand at random, the time passed slowly.

　　 "Brother Fang, take a break first!"

　　 Until noon, when Sun Guanshi sent someone to call Fang Yuan to dinner, he was still holding a book and looked at it tirelessly.

Fang Yuan’s miscellaneous disciples usually went to the Lingshan Dining Hall over there, but now the work in this Buddhist scripture hall has not been finished, and running back and forth is troublesome, so they stayed in Xiaozhufeng After Sun Guanshi had already brought his meals, he sat around a large bluestone in the bamboo forest, simply ate something, and then returned to the Tibetan Buddhist Temple to continue their work.

　　Thinking about the few good books that he read this morning, Fang Yuan was in a good mood, and he ate a lot of rice.

　　 "Yo, isn't this Fang Yuan Fang Brother?"

　　As soon as he had finished eating, he suddenly heard a laugh, and was beside him.

Fang Yuan turned his head in surprise, and saw a few men and women near the pavilion not far away. The handsome men and the charming women, all looked at their clothes and dresses. They were all disciples of Xianmen, and the speaker stood Beside the crowd over there, wearing a red robe, carrying a long sword on his back, it looks quite a bit temperament, but who is Zhou Qingyue, his classmate in Taiyue City?

　　 saw this person, Fang Yuan also suddenly startled, put down the tableware in his hand!

　　He saw Zhou Qingyue at this peak yesterday, and he didn't want to meet with this person, but he never met him!

Several other handymen saw that Xianmen disciples took the initiative to speak with Fang Yuan. They were all stunned and looked at him with complicated eyes. Next to Qingyue Zhou, several Xianmen disciples saw this and were also curious: "Zhou Brother Shi, do you know this handyman?"

Zhou Qingyue smiled and said: "It's not just knowing, you may not know, do you know who this is? He is the famous Fang Yuan, people are originally the top of the fairy list of this year's Xianzitang exam, but unfortunately Daoyuan really understands this One subject was cancelled, haha..."

　　 The laughter sounded a bit harsh, and Fang Yuan had the urge to hold the porridge bowl in his face.

　　 "Is it him?"

　　 This group of Xianmen disciples heard their words, and their faces were different.

They were not unfamiliar with each other. Fang Yuan was once recognized as the first in the Xianbang. That is to say, they all lost to him in the assessment. When they thought of this former leader, they now appear in the handyman service. Looking in front of himself, the look that looked at Fang Yuan also became complicated. Some people smiled deliberately, while others looked up and down at Fang Yuan.

　　 "When you are worried, everything is fine!"

　　 These eyes disappointed Fang Yuan, and he didn't want to say more. He scowled back a little and stood up.

　　 "Haha, it's really good. Brother Fang wears this handy clothes, but it fits very well..."

　　 Zhou Qingyue laughed and looked around, very complacent.

　　 "Are you Fang Yuan?"

But at this time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Among the group of Xianmen disciples, there was a woman in a white dress, fifteen or sixteen years old, with outstanding temperament and a very nice appearance, but she came over with some surprise. Lightly giving a gift, he looked at Fang Yuan with great interest and smiled: "I heard your name before. I once passed by Taiyue City and wanted to visit you. I didn't expect to meet you here! "

　　 "Little sister Qiao, you..."

　　Zhou Qingyue obviously didn't expect this woman's opponent to be so polite, with some puzzled openings.

But the little sister Qiao ignored him and looked at Fang Yuandao with a smile: "Brother Fang, I have heard of your affairs. It was an unfair fate, but I can't complain to you. The little girl admires your knowledge very much, I don’t know Can you come to the pavilion to tell a story?"

　　 listened to this remark, and several other Xianmen disciples also slightly stunned. I don’t know why this little sister Qiao took the initiative to invite.

Fang Yuan turned her head and looked at her, wondering if the beautiful woman was sincere or sneered like others, but he did not intend to have too many intersections with these Xianmen disciples at this time, so he shook his head and said, "I No matter what kind of knowledge, Dao Yuan’s true solution is false. My stomach is naturally a fake. I won’t disturb a few of my brothers for cleaning. I still have some work to do!”

　　 said, clenched his fists and turned to walk outside the forest.

　　 "Hehe, what kind of domineering brother Fang was before, why do you see me now, just like a mouse sees a cat?"

Zhou Qingyue met on the side, with a playful smile on his face, deliberately showing off, and the probe grabbed the ground, and between his five fingers, the green was lingering, and a yellow maple leaf on the ground floated like a flying arrow. Go out.

　　 With a whine, the dead leaf hit Fang Yuan's head, turned into fragments, and flew to the ground.

　　 Fang Yuan's footsteps stopped immediately.