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

The road to practice is mysterious and difficult. Every step you take requires walking on thin ice and being careful. Because everyone has different personalities, even if you practice the same method, the subtleties are different, and no one can completely copy other people's paths of practice. For practitioners, this is like choosing a path that can allow themselves to go further in the complex and scattered path in front of them.

If you are not careful, you will die and disappear.

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, with such help, he is no longer afraid of the road ahead!

"Huh? Junior Brother Fang, you are in good spirits today!"

When Fang Yuan arrived at the quasi-work hall, Manager Sun and others were waiting there. When he saw Fang Yuan coming, he felt that his complexion was very good. He looked him up and down and was slightly surprised. Manager Sun was a little curious and said, "Hey, if I read it right... your breath has grown a lot again, as if it has grown again overnight?"

"Yes, I practiced last night and I got an idea and luckily broke a clue..."

Fang Yuan smiled and answered somewhat satisfactorily.

"Oh, Junior Brother Fang is very human. If you keep this momentum, you may be able to get into the inner sect in the future!"

When the other servants saw each other, they couldn't help but be amazed.

With their realm, they still can't see Fang Yuan's cultivation level, but Fang Yuan's diligence in his practice is all seen.

In addition, Fang Yuan's aura was indeed much stronger, so he didn't mind praising him a few words.

"Hmph, if it's so easy to enter the inner sect, I'm afraid there will be no servants in the Immortal Sect!"

Amid the praise, there was also a servant saying coldly.

But he was a man in his thirties, born with a strong and strong man with a second level of Qi training. Fang Yuan didn't mind after hearing this. He knew that this man, named Song Kui, was a domineering disciple among the serfs. It is said that he had some inseparable relationship with a deacon in the Immortal Sect, and even Manager Sun was unwilling to care about him. He had always kept a distance from such a person!

"Haha, Junior Brother Fang is a good thing to practice hard. If he can really get into the inner sect in the future, then our servant prisoner will have a light on his face. Okay, I won't say much, let's go now, and try to finish the Sutra Hall earlier, and it will be easier!"

Manager Sun broke the siege in a few words, then led his men to climb the wooden kite and spread his wings to fly towards the small bamboo peak.

"Who, I heard you are very diligent, so let's sort out my row of bookshelfs..."

This time, Manager Sun assigned a job very meticulously. Yesterday he saw that other servants were lazy, only Fang Yuan was working hard. This time, everyone assigned a group of people to avoid these guys being lazy. The other servants just sighed and went to do their own job. However, the man named Song Kui gave Fang Yuan a very arrogant order while Manager Sun was unprepared.

"Oh well!"

Fang Yuan hesitated for a moment and agreed.

Song Kui is the domineering servants of the Immortal Sect. It is difficult for newcomers to escape their clutches, but Fang Yuan is different from others. First, he was brought into the Immortal Sect deacon Qiao, himself, and second, after entering the Immortal Sect, he has been close to Manager Sun, so Song Kui has not come to pester him yet.

However, now, it seems that Fang Yuan's hard work has made the bully feel a little dissatisfied to some extent. At this time, he clearly has the intention of finding fault. Fang Yuan is a person who is unwilling to cause trouble, but he is unwilling to make trouble with him!

"snort!"

Seeing that Fang Yuan was so kind, Song Kui looked a little dissatisfied. He twisted his neck and walked away fiercely.

"I am an honest person, but I don't fight these people very bravely..."

Fang Yuan thought in his mind and went into the Sutra Hall with his hands behind his back.

He didn't mind doing some work in this Sutra Hall.

As long as you can get more exposure to these practice books, he will be happy even if he lets him live here.

In fact, he was a little moved now, wondering if he would give Manager Sun some benefits and ask him to arrange a job to guard the Sutra Hall for himself. Ten years of hard study have made him develop the good habit of reading. He has no books for a day, just like a slut who has not seen a woman for a year. The books in the Sutra Hall are all-encompassing, which is really envious...

Just like that, while sorting out, I was casually flipping through the books in my hand, and time passed slowly.

"Junior Brother Fang, let's take a break first!"

Until noon, when Manager Sun sent someone to call Fang Yuan for dinner, he was still watching Yishu with a book in his arms.

Usually, these errand disciples of Fang Yuan would go to the Lingchen Hall in the errand prison for dinner. However, the work in the Sutra Hall has not been completed yet, so they are troublesome to run back and forth, so they stayed at Xiaozhu Peak. Manager Sun had already sent someone to send food, so he sat around a large bluestone in the bamboo forest, ate something simple, and then returned to the Sutra Hall to continue their work.

Thinking about the several good books I read this morning, Fang Yuan was in a very good mood and ate an extra bowl of rice.

"Oh, isn't this Senior Brother Fang Yuanfang?"

Just as I was about to finish my meal, I suddenly heard a laughter sounding, right next to me.

Fang Yuan turned his head in surprise and saw a few more men and women next to the pavilion not far away. The handsome men and charming women were all disciples of the immortal sect. The speaker was standing next to the crowd, wearing a red robe and carrying an ancient long sword on his back. He looked quite outspoken, but he was not his classmate Zhou Qingyue in Taiyue City, who was?

Seeing this person, Fang Yuan was stunned and put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand!

He met Zhou Qingyue at this peak yesterday, and did not want to meet him, but unexpectedly he met him!

When the other servants saw that the disciples of the Immortal Sect took the initiative to talk to Fang Yuan, they were all stunned and looked at him with complicated eyes. Next to Zhou Qingyue, the disciples of the Immortal Sect also said curiously: "Junior Brother Zhou, do you know this servant?"

Zhou Qingyue smiled and said, "It's not just about knowing it, you may not recognize it. Do you know who it is? He is the famous Fang Yuan. He is the top immortal list for this Fairy Hall exam. It's a pity that Daoyuan Zhenjie was cancelled, haha..."

The laughter sounded really harsh, and Fang Yuan vaguely had the urge to hold the bowl of porridge in his hand on his face.

"So it was him?"

When these immortal disciples heard this, their faces were different.

They were not unfamiliar with Fang Yuan. Fang Yuan was once recognized as the number one on the immortal list. In other words, they all lost to him in the assessment. When they thought of this former leader, they now appeared in front of him in the service of a servant, and their eyes when they looked at Fang Yuan became complicated. Some people smiled knowingly, while others looked at Fang Yuan up and down.

"If you have time to worry about it, everything is fine!"

These eyes made Fang Yuan feel unhappy, and he didn't want to say more. He replied in a sloppy manner and stood up.

"Haha, it's really good. Senior Brother Fang wears this errand-style clothes, which fits very well..."

Zhou Qingyue laughed and looked around, feeling very contented.

"You are Fang Yuan?"

But at this moment, among the group of disciples of the immortal sect, there was a woman wearing a white dress, who looked fifteen or sixteen years old, with outstanding temperament and very cute appearance, but she walked over in surprise, gave a light gift, looked at Fang Yuan with great interest, and smiled: "I have heard of your name before. Once I passed by Taiyue City and wanted to visit you, but I didn't expect to meet here!"

"Junior Sister Xiao Qiao, you..."

Zhou Qingyue obviously didn't expect that the woman would be so polite and spoke in confusion.

But the junior sister Xiao Qiao ignored him and looked at Fang Yuan with a smile and said, "Senior Brother Fang, I have heard of your affairs. It is unfair fate, but I can't blame you. My sister admires your knowledge very much. I wonder if I can come to the pavilion to talk about it?"

After hearing this, the other disciples of the Immortal Sect were slightly stunned, wondering why Xiao Qiao took the initiative to invite him.

Fang Yuan turned his head to look at her, not knowing whether this beautiful woman was sincere or sarcastic like others, but he had no intention of having too many interactions with these immortal disciples at this time, so he shook his head and said, "I have no knowledge. The true explanation of Daoyuan is all fake. My belly is naturally a fake. I won't disturb the cultivation of the senior brothers. I still have some work to do!"

As he said that, he clasped his fists and turned around and walked out of the forest.

"Haha, Senior Brother Fang was so arrogant before. Why did he see me now like a mouse seeing a cat?"

When Zhou Qingyue saw him, he showed a playful smile on his face, deliberately showing off, and he reached out and grabbed the ground. Between his five fingers, a green air swayed, and a yellow maple leaf on the ground floated up, like an arrow flying out of the string.

With a "swoosh", the dead leaves hit Fang Yuan's head, turned into pieces, and flew on the ground.

Fang Yuan's steps immediately stopped.
Chapter completed!