"Since the Immortal Gate doesn't eat after lunch, there is no need to go to the Lingchen Hall for dinner. Read for a while and practice hard!"

After thinking about the beginning, Fang Yuan made a preliminary plan for his practice.

Now that he has entered the Immortal Sect, what is waiting for him is naturally a new round of practice plan.

He also knew that his weaknesses now are, one is a piece of magic, a piece of white paper, two is that his practice is still shallow and he has not reached the third level of Qi training, and three is that he has always been self-taught in the alchemy, array, instrument, and talisman. Although he has put in effort, he probably has many shortcomings.

That night, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed and breathed in and practiced after reading the book for three hours as usual.

The breeze flowed softly from the mountains, like a lover's hand brushing his face. When the first ray of sunshine in the morning climbed onto the bed, Fang Yuan woke up from the state of breathing cross-legged. Looking at the brightness outside the window, he slowly let out a breath and smiled.

The treatment of the disciples of the Immortal Sect was indeed different. During the night of practice, he found that the area where the Immortal Sect disciples lived was so rich that they were far from comparable to the servitude area he had lived in before. Fang Yuan guessed that a huge spiritual gathering array should have been arranged around the small bamboo peak, so that the spiritual energy in the mountains could be attracted over, creating such a practice temple with very rich spiritual energy.

Of course, another more important reason is that he has ten spirit stones rewarded by the Immortal Sect. Of course, he doesn’t have to be as shabby as before. He only wants to practice with Qi Pills. Last night, he used the spirit stones to practice directly. First, the spiritual energy in the place of cultivation was rich, and second, the quality of the cultivation resources was high, which actually improved his cultivation overnight!

Now he has officially entered the middle level of Qi training, one step closer to the Great Perfection.

"The conditions for practicing the Immortal Sect are so good, it is simply heaven. I really don't know why those Immortal Sect disciples cannot improve their cultivation!"

I thought to myself, but I didn't understand.

After clearing water and cleaning the face, the willow branches cleaned the mouth, Fang Yuan cleaned up and walked towards the Lingchen Hall.

I thought to myself that after breakfast, I could go to the Sutra Hall to borrow the secret magic scriptures, and I was still looking forward to it.

There were even many immortal disciples in the Lingchen Hall, and they were talking while having a meal. The atmosphere was very good. However, when they saw Fang Yuan coming in, the voices of these people suddenly lowered, and there was a kind of depressing feeling that it was hard to describe. Someone saw Fang Yuan and smiled on his face, and wanted to come forward to say hello, but when he noticed the atmosphere around him, he just gave up with a wry smile.

Fang Yuan was a little puzzled, but he was plain by nature and was not good at making friends, so he did not go into it. He just smiled and nodded to the disciples of the Immortal Sect, then took the meal, and sat alone to enjoy it. Although he was polite, he did not deliberately get close to others.

The meals in the Little Zhufeng Spiritual Seal Hall are much better than those in the Yufeng Cliff. Many of them are great things that are only available in the world of cultivation. Fang Yuan was also very broad-minded. While eating, he felt the abundant spiritual energy inside, and sighed at the heavy treatment of the disciples of the Immortal Sect!

When I was in the chore hall, I only knew that the disciples of the Immortal Sect had one spirit stone per month, but the chores only had two low-level qi training pills. Now I understand that it is not just the gap in resources. These advantages are reflected in all aspects, from food, clothing, housing and transportation, to the needs of cultivation, and all the conditions are not comparable to those of the chores. No wonder these people are so fast in their practice!

"when……"

After breakfast, Fang Yuan was about to go to the Sutra Hall to borrow the secret magic scriptures, but he heard several clear bells coming from the forest east of Xiaozhu Peak. The sound was slow, but it spread throughout the huge mountain peak. The disciples of the Immortal Sect who were eating slowly in the Lingchen Hall all speeded up. After eating, they called their friends to lead their companions and rushed to the place where the bell came.

"Hurry, today an elder preached. If you go late, you will not have a good seat!"

Fang Yuan heard these people's words and remembered that Lu Qinghe had said to him. When the bell rang, even if an elder preached, he would not wash the dishes and chopsticks and put them on the table. Following the crowds in the mountains, he walked straight to where the bell came.

This was the first time he had heard the elders preaching, so he naturally could not miss it. It would not be too late to borrow the secret script after listening to the Tao.

In the mountains and forests, there was a white jade Taoist platform next to a clear river. At this time, the disciples of the Immortal Sect were all sitting around the Taoist platform, quietly waiting for the elder to arrive. At this time, the people next to the Taoist platform were full, and some were late, so they all went to find someone they knew and squeezed down. Fang Yuan had no familiar people. He looked around and prepared to sit next to a big tree.

"Haha, Junior Brother Fang, there is still a seat here..."

Next to the big tree, a disciple in blue robe was sitting. When he saw Fang Yuan coming, he smiled and greeted him softly.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Fang Yuan thanked him and was about to walk over when he suddenly heard a light cough not far away.

The blue-robed disciple immediately looked stunned, looked at that place in a very awkward manner, turned around and stopped looking at Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan also stopped and looked up.

On a round stone not far away, Wu Qing, a female disciple in the green robe, looked over with a cold look with a look.

As soon as he saw her, Fang Yuan frowned again.

It seems that the second in command of Qingfeng Poetry Club has great prestige among this immortal disciple.

Not only did she publicly express her dislike for herself, others would more or less alienate herself.

Fang Yuan was also helpless. Yesterday Lu Qinghe mentioned himself and asked him to obtain her forgiveness, but he didn't take it seriously. As for the faint sense of exclusion, Fang Yuan didn't take it seriously. Yesterday, he thought and reflected on himself and strengthened his heart of Taoism. When things happened, he became more indifferent. It was exactly the meaning of the book that "there is a ruler in his heart, and he knows how to advance and retreat."

If you want to exclude it, just squeeze it out. Anyway, there are so many places to sit near this platform. Can’t you still tolerate yourself?

Thinking of this, he was not willing to cause more troubles beyond cultivation, so he simply turned around and walked to a rock outside and sat down. This place was already very far from the Taoist platform. When Wu Qing saw it, he sneered, as if very satisfied.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect who noticed this small detail secretly looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"I offended Senior Sister Wu Qing as soon as I entered the Immortal Sect. It seems that this errand disciple's road in the Immortal Sect is not easy..."

They all sighed in their hearts. Even though someone noticed Fang Yuan at the beginning and wanted to make friends with him, now seeing Qingfeng Poetry Club's attitude also gave up this idea. After all, Fang Yuan is not worthy of their vengeance with Qingfeng Poetry Club!

"The elder is here!"

Soon, someone shouted, and saw a sword light flying in the sky in the northwest corner. When he got closer, he stopped suddenly, but an old man in a gray robe and a flying sword. He slowly landed on the Taoist platform, raised his hand and lit it, and the flying sword turned into a rainbow light and flew into his sleeve. His movements were simple, but the disciples saw that they were envious and yearned for it.

"Greetings to the elder!"

Seeing the elder sitting down, all the disciples of the immortal sect bowed respectfully.

"Haha, there is no need to be too polite!"

The elder said with a smile and sighed, "Actually, I don't think there is much need to call you here to preach. In the past year, all the things that should be passed on you have been passed, and the rest depends on you to understand them yourself. However, I just heard that a servant passed the trial and was admitted to the Immortal Sect. Where is he?"

When he heard the elder coming up, he asked Fang Yuan, and the disciples' eyes immediately looked at him.

It seems that this servant is really popular. Even the Qing Xiu Elder who is not concerned about the world is alarmed and comes to see him specifically.

"Disciple is here!"

After hearing this, Fang Yuan hurriedly got up and bowed.

The elder looked him up and down and smiled, "The cultivation level is weaker than I think, but I heard that you have good talent and a bit talent in swordsmanship. I just don't know how you learn the other five elixirs, arrays, techniques, talismans, and tools?"

"I have been studying and pondering myself before, and there are still many shortcomings!"

Fang Yuan thought about it and replied in a low voice, but what he said was the truth.

The elder shook his head and said, "You should not be arrogant and do not be too humble when seeking the Tao. You must have heard of the rules of our Qingyang Sect. If you want to pass the four methods of Qingyang, you must first pass the six questions of the Immortal Stele. These six questions are your cultivation, alchemy, formation, magic, talismans, and the last utensils. Although you are not a talisman talisman master who specializes in one's skills, you must also have some understanding. The foundation is the most important. Since I am here today, let's see if you can pass the Six Questions of the Immortal Stele!"

"Please give me a fairy monument?"

"Is this for him? Is it necessary to hire an immortal monument?"

"No wonder this guy doesn't care about Qingfeng Poetry Club's exclusion. It turns out that he has an elder as his backer..."

After hearing this, the disciples were all a little surprised, and their eyes looked at Fang Yuan were a little more complicated.

The Wu Qing, who was sitting next to the dock, snorted hard, as if very dissatisfied.

"Disciple... can't live with the Six Questions of the Immortal Stele now, right?"

After hearing the elder's words, Fang Yuan was also stunned. Passing the Six Questions of the Immortal Stele was the only way to preach on Feiyun Mountain. But now he has just entered the Immortal Sect and has not yet understood many things. He has learned and mastered them too shallowly. How could he pass?

But when the elder heard this, he smiled and said, "If you don't try, how can you know where you are in a bad mood?"
Chapter completed!