"I won't play so big, right?"

Not only the disciples in this game, but also the junior sister Xiao Qiao and others who were playing chess on the hillside were shocked.

Fang Yuan, who was standing in front of everyone at this time, seemed humble, polite, calm and composed, no different from him normally, but in the eyes of the disciples of the Immortal Sect, he was like a madman, who would beat him like a madman when he got crazy...

Although Fang Yuan had just said as polite and implicit as possible, the disciples of the Immortal Sect still understood what he was going to do. To put it bluntly, this ancient corridor foreplay was actually the method of choosing true disciples from the Immortal Sect since ancient times.

It is said that in ancient times, the competition among the Immortal Sect was fierce, and the method of choosing successors was extremely simple. To put it bluntly, it was a fight. When everyone wanted to do the true teachings and no one obeyed each other, they challenged their fellow disciples and defeated their brothers. The rest was naturally the strongest!

But this method is too impractical and crazy. It only exists in some ancient classics. All the disciples of the Immortal Sect come to watch and play with it as legends. They don’t know whether it is true or false, and no one will really do this...

Who would have thought that Fang Yuan, who usually looks honest, would have such a crazy idea?

Challenge all fellow students?

Is he serious?

Just when all the immortal sects were stunned and thought that he was joking, Fang Yuan had already bowed to the disciples of the immortal sect again, then he held the long sword backwards and went down the mountain, leaving only a sword sheath left in place, as a certificate...

"Hurry, hurry up, recruit all the disciples of Xiaozhu Peak. This is a big incident..."

"Did the deacons know? Do the elders know?"

After a while, the disciples of the Immortal Sect burst into pieces and started talking.

He looked happy and sad, and the top inside, including Li Jianghan, Taihezhen, Wang Kun and others, all looked stupid. It was not until countless people around him looked at them excitedly and expectantly that Taihezhen reacted, looked at the other people with some confusion, and said in surprise: "Do they... do they conform to the rules of the Immortal Sect?"

"Haha, I don't know whether the talisman complies with the rules of the Immortal Sect, but the rules did not say that this is not allowed..."

A voice laughed beside him, but it was Xiao Yuanzhi.

"He is crazy, and seeing that he can't compete with us on the merit list, he uses this method of trickery?"

Li Jianghan also spoke with some dissatisfaction, his eyes very sharp.

"This method is much more dangerous than the ranking on the merit list, and it is not considered a trick!"

Wang Kun laughed at this time, still looking lazy, bowed to the other people, and said, "And since he has raised this challenge, we cannot refuse. We really can't afford to lose this person. There is no other way, Brother Li, Senior Sister Taihe, Senior Brother Xiao... and Junior Brother Qi, let's put aside our grudges for the time being and have fun with him, right?"

Everyone who was called by him was shocked and his expression became a little solemn!

Qi Xiaofeng also raised his head at this time and looked at the sword sheath with some conscience, with nothing in his eyes.

This night is destined to be sleepless!

The news that Fang Yuan will imitate the old things of his predecessors tomorrow, break through Xiaozhu Peak, and prove that he is the number one person in the Immortal Sect has spread throughout the huge Immortal Sect, major deacons, even true disciples, and Mr. Su who usually hides and practices and is rarely seen at ease were all alarmed, and they are scrambling to inquire whether such a madman has really appeared in the Immortal Sect, and then prepared to watch such a big show early...

"Xiao Fangyuan, this matter is not allowed to be messed with. Have you thought about it?"

Deacon Bai and others joined forces and looked at Fang Yuan with a serious expression.

"Disciple has figured it out!"

Fang Yuan sat cross-legged at the foot of the mountain, his energy completely restrained, and the sheathless sword crossed his knees, with a calm expression.

"Not bad, no matter how you think about it, it's not OK. Where is this in the precepts of the Immortal Sect?"

Deacon Bai was indignant and expressed his opposition.

"The third leader of Qingyang Sect, Master Hun Ling, once did this. His true teachings defeated all his fellow disciples in this way and obtained his inheritance. This is an old example and has been clearly included in the Immortal Sect Book. Now that book is in the corner of the seventh row of the Sutra Pavilion, there is also the seal of Master Hun Ling. If you don't remember, you can go and take a look..."

Fang Yuan answered very calmly, but he was so angry that Deacon Bai couldn't speak for a moment.

He really doesn't remember having such a book!

Qingyang Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and the disciples of the disciples have changed for countless generations. Who can remember so much? Whether it is a deacon or an ordinary disciple, it is fine if it is only a few major events in history. Who is idle and goes through the pile of old papers?

The key is that he is not easy to refute, otherwise he would be a rebellious person and would not be able to get along with the dead ancestor!

"How can you, a child, do such crazy things when you look honest on weekdays?"

Deacon Wu sighed beside him, pointing at Fang Yuan's head to scold him.

"This is not crazy..."

Fang Yuan raised his head with some grievance.

Deacon Wu laughed angrily: "Isn't that crazy to challenge nearly 100 fellow disciples of Xiaozhufeng?"

Fang Yuan said: "It's not crazy to do things that are confident!"

Deacon Wu: "...If I hadn't understood your personality, I would have thought you were swearing!"

The deacons could not persuade Fang Yuan, so they had to withdraw their troops for the time being. They were not easy to interfere directly in this matter. The practice of the Immortal Sect is essentially a matter of the strong prey on the weak. They do not reject the pursuit of the Immortal Sect. As long as they do not use evil means, Fang Yuan even dug out the licensing loans of the third generation of ancestors. This is the protection of the destiny, and no one can control him!

The disciples of the Immortal Sect up and down Xiaozhu Peak have now gathered together and are discussing.

They were just spectators of the true competition, but they didn't expect that they would participate now. They were both excited and worried. But soon some organizers stood up, led by Li Jianghan, Taihezhen, Wang Kun, Xiao Yuanzhi, Qi Xiaofeng, Xiao Qiao Junior Sister, etc., and they all took their own duties and were lively!

In this kind of thing, no matter whether their relationship with Fang Yuan is good or bad, or far or near, there is only one purpose, that is, to prevent Fang Yuan from going up the mountain. If he is lazy and does not do his best in the process, it will not only not help Fang Yuan, but also a kind of contempt for the other party!

Therefore, even Xiao Qiao and others did not intend to go on the battlefield in person, they did their best to come up with some bad ideas...

In this way, when the sun rose on the second day, the road from the merit stone wall of Xiaozhu Peak to the foot of the mountain was already set up by fully armed Xiaozhu Peak disciples along the winding mountain road, which was extremely strict. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a copper wall. Over Xiaozhu Peak, countless pairs of eyes were quietly waiting, watching, waiting for the moment when Fang Yuan held the sword to go up the mountain!

"If he can successfully go up the mountain, he will become the most exciting legend of Qingyang Sect in hundreds of years!"

On the hillside, the woman in a white dress has always been here. At this moment, she couldn't help but sigh gently.

"What if it can't?"

Xiao Chili, who was seriously studying the chess path, said without raising her head.

The woman in white dress laughed: "Of course it will become the biggest joke in hundreds of years..."

"It's almost time!"

Facing countless gazes that looked over from all directions, Fang Yuan seemed not to have any sense of it, but just silently thought in his heart. When his shadow was cast on a sword mark by the newborn rising sun, he slowly raised his head, looked at Xiaozhufeng, then slowly got up, held the long sword in his hand in his palm, and took a deep breath...

In front of him, more than thirty feet away was the first level set by Xiaozhufeng disciples.

A large formation was made up of five immortal disciples holding different weapons and occupying eight directions.

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, are you going to start exploring the mountains?"

Seeing Fang Yuan get up, the five disciples laughed and said with a smile, and at the same time, he bowed from afar, saying, "It's just a fun thing. Don't be too serious. We have also heard of your deeds in Woniu Mountain. It's really scary, but you're optimistic. We are not monsters and monsters. You can't take it too seriously if you start your hand..."

"Don't worry, I have a clear idea!"

Fang Yuan agreed with a smile, then walked forward with a sword.

"Hurry, hurry up, be serious. If the five of us lose to him, we don't have to live..."

The disciple of the Immortal Sect just said not to be too serious and hurriedly lowered his voice and said to his fellow disciples in a low voice.

"boom!"

The five people looked shaking at the same time, and their magic power was activated, and their movements were almost exactly the same. The amazing magic power rose at the same time, and then they hooked up with each other, making the five of them seem to have become one person at this time, blocking the mountain road. It seems that they are not a large formation, but a dangerous and meticulous iron wall, waiting for the giant beast to eat people!

"This is indeed not considered killing demons and eliminating demons. It is not an enemy that stands in front of me!"

Fang Yuan thought silently in his heart, holding the long sword slanted, his steps under his feet became faster and faster, and the wind gradually rose.

"This is just a ceremony..."

He was less than twenty feet away from the five immortal disciples, and his speed suddenly accelerated, with his green robe flying, and his sword light was as bright as snow.

"I want to prove it to God and to myself..."

As his body turned into a green shadow and rushed towards the five immortal disciples, a sentence sounded deeply in his heart!
Chapter completed!