Master of Great Calamity Chapter 90: Trial of Demon Breath Lake
After Xiao Zhufeng announced that Fang Yuan had become a true disciple, several days have passed, and the news has spread to the Fourth Academy of Qingyang Sect Wufeng. I don’t know how many people are talking about it, and they are surprised.
After all, the big disciple of Yifeng Zhenzhu, this name is too important, and walking outside in the future can even represent the face of Qingyangzong. The true disciples of the other peaks are all top-notch existences in family background, cultivation base, talent, potential, and fame. Who would have thought that this suddenly jumped out of him, who had only practiced for three years. New disciples around?
The news of really gives people a feeling of confusion…
It is said that a few days before this news was announced, many people visited Elder Yun, and some of them were not inferior to Elder Yun in terms of cultivation status, but these few days passed, However, Xiao Zhufeng has never shown an attitude of wanting to change this result. For a few days, the immortal disciple would no longer believe it, and could only try to accept this fact…
… something that Elder Xiao Zhufeng has gone crazy!
After all, this is not just the name of a true disciple…
This also involves the upcoming trial of the Demon Breath Lake!
The immortal disciples who entered the Demon Breath Lake were not only looking for the good luck inside, collecting elixir, but more importantly, they were responsible for cleaning the monsters inside over and over again. The terrain of Demon Breath Lake was mysterious. The demonic energy inside is weird, the higher the cultivation level enters it, the more vulnerable it is to be attacked by the demonic energy. At the slightest, it will become devilish, and at the worst, it will change directly and become a monster…
Over the past thousands of years, Xianmen has accumulated countless blood lessons, and the final result is that every ten years, a group of Xianmen disciples are condemned to enter it. First, the collection is very important to them. The important elixir is also to kill those demons that continue to breed in one crop after another, and will become more and more powerful over time, so as to save trouble without knowing it!
This is also decided. The Demon Breath Lake Trial has never been a joyous event just to find an opportunity. In fact, every ascension conference is a **** trial. Someone will be there. Rise in this process, and more people will perish!
In this case, the person who walks with himself is naturally the stronger the better!
The other four peaks of the Qingyang Sect have one or two truthful companions, and the companions who enter this Demon Breath Lake together are all veterans who have practiced for many years, whether it is cultivation level, or mastery of magic and martial arts. , All have considerable heat, and only this level of strength can guarantee to survive the trial of the Demon Breath Lake, and to pursue those spiritual plants as much as possible…
can look at Xiaozhufeng again…
Among all the disciples, there are only four of them who have reached the seventh level of qi training. Most of the others have only about the fifth or sixth level of qi training. They have not practiced well, let alone Speaking of magic and martial arts, the gap between them is more than two factors?
This is almost decided, it is difficult for Xiaozhufeng to pass the trial with his own strength…
”At this moment, the only way is to ask for help from other peaks. Xianmen has always had a purpose. Although we Qingyang Five Peaks, we will be divided into five teams and enter the Moxi Lake at that time. All the good fortunes obtained belong to me, but in danger, as the same family, they must help each other, so it is necessary to participate in this fairy banquet!”
On the third day, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao sent an invitation, but it was a fairy banquet set up between the true biography of the other peaks of Qingyang Sect. No one had received this invitation before Xiao Zhufeng The distance between their new entry and those true biography is still too far away, but Fang Yuan is different, he is now a big disciple of Xiaozhufeng true biography, and his identity is higher than those of ordinary true biography!
”I’ll be going to practice sword later…”
But looking at this note, Fang Yuan frowned slightly. He has never been interested in these things.
For him, instead of participating in a fairy banquet, he might as well drink two or twos of pig head meat with Guanshi Sun, and chat about fun things about the fairy gate!
“My Master Fang, do you think you are still the handyman who cares about his own practice in addition to work?”
Junior Sister Xiao Qiao saw Fang Yuan’s reluctant look, and smiled bitterly: “You are now the true disciple of Yifeng, representing our Xiaozhufeng. If you go out of the fairy gate, you even represent our Qingyang Sect. This kind of fairy banquet is indispensable in the future, so let’s get familiar with it in advance. Moreover, it is imperative for Xiaozhufeng to pass the trial safely and form an alliance with other peaks!”
“Elder Yun gave me a lot of trouble…”
Fang Yuan reluctantly put down the scroll, feeling quite resentful.
Even he had to admit that Junior Sister Xiao Qiao said that it was polite. The Ascension Conference was scheduled to open in a month, and these immortal disciples set off, ten days later, he was the eldest disciple of Xiao Zhufeng’s true biography. It is indeed necessary to meet those people!
“Then go for a walk!”
Fangyuan sighed, turned his head and looked at the Kite who had stopped under the pine tree.
Junior Sister Xiao Qiao clenched her silver teeth immediately: “Don’t even think about it!”
Fang Yuan was a little speechless: “That wooden kite is pretty good…”
”……”
“A good flying magic weapon, a luxurious fairy robe, and a precious hairpin, these are all necessary and must be prepared!”
After inviting Fang Yuan to use her flying sword, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao still reminded her with resentment on her face.
“Okay, OK, I’ll talk about it later…”
Fang Yuan was also a little helpless. He was not interested in expensive fairy robes and hairpins, but flying magic weapons was indeed necessary. In fact, he now has the right to go to the magic weapon pavilion and choose flying magic weapons. I’ve seen it before, but he’s never been satisfied with it. Instead of taking one over and making do with it, it’s better not to use it for the time being, and I’ll talk about it when I have something suitable…
Along the way, the fragrant wind blew, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao had never been so close to a man, her heart was beating.
But Fang Yuan seemed to be totally unconscious, his face looked dull.
”This is really a nerd…”
Senior Sister Xiao Qiao slandered secretly in her heart. After a while, she couldn’t help breaking the silence: “Senior Brother Fang Yuan?”
Fang Yuan turned his head slowly: “Huh?”
Junior Sister Xiao Qiao took a deep breath and deliberately smiled: “I’m curious, you really only want to practice, don’t you love foreign objects?”
Fang Yuan was slightly startled when he heard this question, then smiled lightly and said: “Maybe!”
Upon hearing this question, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao was a little disappointed in her heart.
After a while, she smiled and said: “It seems that I can’t ask Brother Fang Yuan’s thoughts, and I don’t know who can ask in the future!”
Fangyuan didn’t seem to understand her words, but kept silent.
and Junior Sister Xiao Qiao, she didn’t say anything else.
Fortunately, they soon rushed to a strange peak more than thirty miles away. There was a steep cliff on which an ancient pine grew. According to legend, this pine has been born for thousands of years. After several catastrophes without damage, it is a wonder of the Qingyang Sect. Next to the pine trees, there is a pavilion, towering as if in the clouds, very artistic. At this time, the pavilion is already A small case was set up. At this time, more than a dozen people were sitting or standing here, patting and serving, cooking tea and wine, and talking lively…
”Why are there so many people?”
Fangyuan was slightly taken aback, and found that there were not only Xianmen disciples under the ancient pine, but there were also a few older people who were clearly deacons from Xianmen, and several others. Judging from his robes, he didn’t seem to be from the Qingyang Sect.
”Hehe, the true disciple of Xiaozhufeng is here…”
Junior Sister Xiao Qiao turned around in the air and dived down in the air.
Beside Gu Song, someone had seen it long ago, so he stood up, clapped his hands and stood up.
”This is Fang Yuan, really young, young Tianjiao…”
”It is indeed a young Tianjiao, and his appearance is not vulgar, this is the style of a practitioner…”
Seeing Fang Yuan coming, the people in front of the room stood up and greeted with a smile. They all looked polite and polite, but Fang Yuan could see it, but he was polite, but he also looked a little strange. Obviously they have all heard that Fang Yuan is not very old and his cultivation level is not high, but now that he has met in person, he really looks like a young man in a green robe, but they all feel a little surprised…
Especially, Fang Yuan was only wearing a thin green robe, and there were no ornaments on his body. Even his hair was **** with a pine branch, making it even more incompatible with the luxury of the field, although his mouth Not to mention it, but in my heart, I feel that the robe of this suit is a bit too shabby, but it feels relieved when I think of the origin of this true disciple.
“Since Junior Brother Fang is here, please sit down!”
The one sitting at the top was the one who Fang Yuan had seen before at the Xiaozhufeng Merit Hall. He smiled lightly and asked Fang Yuan to sit before a small case. . Fang Yuan was not polite, seeing that there was a small case next to it~IndoMTL.com~ Knowing that it was for him, he bowed his hands to everyone in the Quartet, and sat cross-legged in front of the case, looking calm and calm.
When everyone on the cliff saw his demeanor, they couldn’t help but nodded secretly: “This style is not vulgar…”
“Yes, at a young age, it is the true story of Yifeng, and it is from a poor family. How can it be a leisurely generation?”
”Hehe, the old man is also very optimistic about him. He also gave some small gifts to express his feelings… but he has already accepted it!”
Many of the people who admired Fang Yuan showed friendly smiles, and some were far away.
Fang Yuan didn’t know these people, but he had to hold his fists in return.
He knew very well in his heart, this seemed to be very familiar with him, and probably he had given gifts to himself…
I just saw the compliments and enthusiasm of the other people around, but there was a pale young man who couldn’t sit still.
”Brother Fang Yuan, please use tea…”
Under the ancient pine, in the middle of the small case, there was a slim and delicate woman cooking tea. After seeing Fang Yuan seated, she took a small white stone cup in gray and held the pot down. Tea, before pouring the tea, I ordered three o’clock, and then slowly poured it into the cup. The tea was only 70% of the cup. Then, both hands were like orchid fingers, gently raised, and sent to Fang Yuan.
“Thank you!”
Fangyuan thanked him gently, then reached out his hand to take the teacup, toasted to drink, but heard a burst of laughter from the side.
“Sure enough, I came from a poor family, and when I stretched out my hand, I felt timid…”
“I don’t even understand the rules of drinking tea…”
Someone around laughed, the voice was particularly harsh.
Fang Yuan turned his head and saw Liu Mozhen, who had been nailed to the stone wall of merit by his sword!