Chapter 39: I will retaliate

After asking about the Xianbei, the elders explained some magical methods to control the spells, and then let all the Xianmen disciples disperse. The Xianmen preaching was originally different from the Xianzitang. At that time, Zhu Xian taught them that they were both tiresome. , Reiterated over and over again, but among the immortal gates, the elders preached in a concise manner, few words, after things have been spoken, then you can understand it by yourself.
　　If you don’t want to comprehend, the elders don’t even talk nonsense.
After all the disciples saluted the elders, they all felt relieved. In twos and threes, the chatter and laughter spread out, some met to sing poetry, and some met to drink. Although the elders said that the mission of Feiyun Mountain was important, they put it on But there are not many people who have a heart. After all, within three years, you can pass the six questions of the Xianbei, and now it is not more than half of the second year. Why should you be so anxious?
　　Those who can pass the six questions in advance are all awesome, there is no need to compare with them!
　　 But Fang Yuan didn't have this idea. After leaving Xiaoqingxi, he went straight to the Tibetan Scripture Hall. Time is not forgiving!
　　 And he has long been looking forward to the secret volume of Xianmen Spells!
In the past, as a handyman, he could not practice spells, but now he has transformed into a disciple of Xianmen. He can learn nine-level spells without reporting to Xianmen. ...
It wasn’t the first time that the Tibetan scriptures had come here. When I was doing chores, I came here to sort out the scripts, but at that time I was most exposed to the paper scripts, and I couldn’t see the real jade slips. Before the ancient case on the side of the gate of the temple, he said to the disciples sitting in the doze, "This brother is polite and annoying for convenience. Borrow a set of first-level spell secrets!"
　　 The disciple was sleepy and waved, "Take the name, let the secret code find it yourself!"
Fang Yuan handed over the name to the disciples, and the disciple took it and said, "The spell secret can only be borrowed one at a time. If you go back and memorize it well, you can only borrow the second one when you return. The disciple Xiaozhufeng can practice. Four spells, remember not to pass to outsiders!"
　　 Fang Yuan also knew that the spell control was very strict, so he agreed.
　　 turned into the Tibetan Scripture Hall and saw jade jade rows row by row, neatly arranged.
　　Xianmen ninth-level spells are low-level basic spells with a wide range of categories, including five categories: wind, fire, thunder, mountain, and rain, and some spells that do not fit into eight categories. Among them, the thunder spells are too demanding on talents and very familiar. Fang Yuan’s choice is only five categories: wind, fire and mountain rain. He wandered for a long time before the four jade jade, and finally selected one of the fire Department of spells.
　　 "Within three days, the study is thorough, and you will return as soon as possible, otherwise you will be fined a spirit stone!"
　　 "Don't record, don't pass it on privately, otherwise Xianmen will have a heavy penalty!"
　　 The disciple of the Xianmen, who was in charge of the Tibetan Scripture Hall, asked Fang Yuan to make a few words, and then branded his name to let him out.
　　 Fang Yuan was in a good mood, and quickly walked towards his house, ready to go back, and began to practice.
　　 But when he first arrived at the door, he found that someone was already waiting for himself.
　　 Two disciples of different stature, one tall and one short, were standing at his door with arms folded.
　　 "What do the two brothers teach?"
　　 Fang Yuan had no choice but to step forward and asked the two of them with his fists.
　　 "Are you Fang Yuan?"
　　The tall Xianmen disciples looked up and down at Fang Yuan and spoke lightly.
"it's me……"
　　 Fang Yuan was very speechless, and with a reluctant answer, the two of them must have recognized themselves, so why bother asking?
　　 "Oh, it's just you, come with us!"
The chubby Xianmen disciple sneered, raised his finger, and Fang Yuan saw that under the pine tree not far away, Wu Qingzheng was sitting in a pavilion, his expression was indifferent, looking at the distance, his hand With a cup of tea, sipping slowly...
　　 "It's so close, will you die after taking two more steps?"
　　 Fang Yuan was sullied, but he followed them both.
　　Frankly speaking, he still wanted to resolve the Liangzi in his heart, to get vengeful against Bai for no reason, delaying time...
　　 "Sit down!"
　　 That Wu Qing never looked back at Fang Yuan, but just waited for him to come near and said something lightly.
　　 Fang Yuan was helpless, so she sat across from her and smiled and said, "What did Sister Wu teach?"
　　 "I heard that you and Brother Qi, as well as Zhou Qingyue, are the classmates who came out of the Fairy Hall in Taiyue City?"
　　Wu Qing still didn't look back at Fang Yuan, but just looked at the distance and spoke lightly.
　　 "It does happen!"
　　 Fangyuan nodded his head, and endured his impatience.
　　......He really wants to go back to the room immediately to practice, who has the patience to tell her this?
　　 "I don't know now that you and Brother Qi are in the same class, I haven't heard him mention you before!"
　　 Wu Qing spoke lightly, and there seemed to be a bit of sorrow in his voice: "But I am still very dissatisfied with you and Zhou Qingyue!"
　　 said Fang Yuan said for a moment: You are not satisfied with me?
But Wu Qingke didn't try to figure out what he was thinking, and continued: "But how to punish you specifically, that is Brother Qi's business. He is now preaching at Feiyun Mountain, and in the past few months, he will come back, I I'm too lazy to ask, but in his face, I will still take care of your classmate in Taiyue City, so I will give you a chance to apologize to Brother Zhou Qingyue!"
　　 "Apology?"
　　 This sentence surprised Fang Yuan, Zhou Qingyue was expelled from the mountain, how to apologize?
Fortunately, Wu Qing didn't let him think about it. He said it directly: "Qingfeng Poetry Club can't accommodate a villain who confesses to the same class. Zhou Qingyue is already a person of my Qingfeng Poetry Club in the eyes of others. Your reputation is ruined, which makes me very unhappy!"
"So if you come to Lingshantang tomorrow morning, in front of a group of Xianmen brothers, you will confess that you angered Zhou Qingyue because of a gamble, and you have old grudges with him. To do such irrational things, to take care of your faults, if you do well, I can allow you to join the Qingfeng Poetry Club, which is good for you, him and us!"
　　 Fang Yuan's words were dumbfounded, and for a long while he froze: "What if I don't do this?"
Wu Qing seemed to have thought about it for a long time. He sneered and said with a sneer: "After entering the poetry club, there are instructions from fellow teachers and brothers. If you need resources, we can also take you to take some tasks. The practice is beneficial, but if you don’t agree, huh, if Qingfeng Poetry Society can’t accommodate you, no one in the Immortal Gate can accommodate you. Think about it!"
　　 Fang Yuan was already a little helpless, he sighed, rubbed his face, got up and said: "I think it's still forget..."
　　 Wu Qing suddenly turned to look at him: "Just say a few words, each will benefit, but you don't think it's necessary?"
　　 Fang Yuan laughed, turned and walked away, said lightly: "I don't think it's necessary to join you!"
　　 "You... are looking for your own way!"
　　 heard Fang Yuan's impolite answer, and Wu Qing's face suddenly changed color.
The two disciples, one tall and one short, hovering outside the pavilion were furious and greeted them directly. The mana breath of the two people had risen, flickering like flames, and they seemed to be at odds. Fang Yuan must be taught.
　　 "I don't want to be too patient, if you force me, I will give you a sword!"
　　 Fang Yuan saw this, and he didn't say much. He stretched out a branch from the pine tree next to it and held it in his hand.
　　 "Dare this nerd dare to do it?"
　　 listened to Fang Yuan's words, and the two Xianmen disciples, one tall and one short, also had some surprises and hesitated for a moment.
　　 They didn't expect that this nerd was so tough just after getting started.
More importantly, they also heard about what happened when Fang Yuan entered the immortal gate. He held a sword in his hand and broke the magic weapon of the two deacons. Even Deacon Bai praised their swordsman as one, and there was no flaw. One hand kendo is really brilliant.
But their main practice is spells. Although the power of spells is very powerful, after all, they have not reached the level of free operation of spells, and they can fight against the enemy. If they really fight, their current strength may not necessarily occupy it. Cheap!
　　 If you really lose a trick, that reputation is too bad!
　　 "You guys are back!"
　　While the two were hesitant, Wu Qing's voice rang coldly.
The two men were relieved and slowly backed away, still looking at Fang Yuan with a watchful eye, while Wu Qing slowly turned around, looking at Fang Yuan's back coldly, said lightly: " I also think that when you are Brother Qi, you are a classmate in the old days~EbookFREE.me~ You don’t think about it, and give you such a chance, you really want to be so hard-mouthed, or even offend our Qingfeng Poetry Society?"
　　 "I just want to practice well, you are offending me!"
　　 Fang Yuan turned his head and gave her a cold look.
　　Wu Qing smiled noncommittally, as if disdainfully replied: "Then you better think about it!"
　　 Fang Yuan couldn't help but ask: "Is it if I leave now, you will deal with me?"
　　 Wu Qing just smiled, and the two tall and thin disciples of Xianmen also laughed, and seemed to think 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 replied disdainfully, but the chunky Xianmen disciple laughed: "Boy, you are really a nerd. Some things are not as simple as you think. , Otherwise, you have to..."
Fang Yuan interrupted him directly, frowned, and said seriously: "We have no complaints, so I don't really want to make a conflict with you, I don't want something like Zhou Qingyue to happen again, I'm not afraid After Zhou Qingyue, I was afraid of trouble, so now I just want to tell you seriously, I really don’t want to provoke you, don’t you provoke me?"
　　His remarks caused Wu Qing's dissatisfaction and smiled coldly: "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 take revenge this time!"
　　 Having said that, he turned away and did not stay.
　　Wu Qing and others who stayed in place were irritated and snorted heavily.