Master of Great Calamity

Fang Yuan has started to learn swords!

Among the handymen in Yufeng Cliff, this saying began to spread.

I don't know how many people saw that Fang Yuan would suddenly hold a broom in the shape of a fencing sword when he was sweeping and sweeping. I don't know how many people saw Fang Yuan hiding in the bamboo forest to practice hard at night.

In this way, all the handymen became more afraid of Fang Yuan, and they were all polite when they met.

Now when they saw Fang Yuan practicing sword with red eyes and murderous look on his face, they all felt chills in their backs. No one knew if this lunatic would suddenly rise up and use himself as a target for a while, deliberately avoiding him while working!

And Song Kui, who was once chased by Fang Yuan with a kitchen knife and lost face, has no intention of revenge anymore!

In the first few days, in order to save face, he also secretly uttered harsh words to people, saying that he must make Fang Yuan look good, but one evening, he took two dog legs and quietly walked into the bamboo forest where Fang Yuan was practicing swords, but suddenly saw Fang Yuan who was practicing swords, his eyes were blood red, and his face was murderous.

Since then, I have never mentioned this matter!

Sigh, I didn't expect Junior Brother Fang to be so scary when practicing swords. It's not a way to go on like this...

Even Steward Sun felt emotional. He was even more uncertain about the relationship between Fang Yuan and Ling Hongbo. He pondered while drinking a little wine, This little chili has never been so kind to others. Could it be that Junior Brother Fang put her to sleep?

After such a serious thought, he found Fang Yuan: Junior Brother Fang, you don't want to practice swords in the Hall of Miscellaneous Affairs in the future. It's not good to be crowded with people. There is a deserted hall in the back mountain, which was abandoned by the Immortal Sect for hundreds of years. You will take care of it in the future. I will not arrange other things for you. Just clean these places. You can arrange the time as you like!

Fang Yuan followed Guanshi Sun for a while, and saw that the desolate palace he mentioned was on the back mountain of Yufeng Cliff. Usually, there were few people and there were wild grasses. It was indeed a good place to practice swords. He knew that Guanshi Sun actually intended to help him, and smiled: Thank you, senior brother Sun, this place is spacious and the terrain is complicated.

Manager Sun smiled and said, Yes, yes, the most important thing is that there are few people, so you don't have to worry about being bumped into!

As he spoke, he patted Fang Yuan on the shoulder and gave a thumbs up: Brother, it's amazing, even a little pepper can be handled...

Senior Sister Ling is still very good, very enthusiastic, but her skills are a bit lacking...

Fang Yuan thought that Steward Sun was talking about the fact that he had won against Pepper in chess, so he nodded in agreement.

Hiss...

Steward Sun gasped, and cupped his hands at Fang Yuan vigorously, with a look of admiration on his face.

Brother, you don't have to worry about anything in the future, just concentrate on practicing this sword and serving that little pepper well...

He said with concern on his face: I'll make spirit beast meat to help you replenish your body some other day. Look, it's only been a few days and you've lost weight!

Fang Yuan was very grateful to Steward Sun. He didn't know the dirty thoughts in Steward Sun's heart, but he understood the reason why Steward Sun asked him to come here to clean this deserted palace. To put it bluntly, it was just to give himself an environment to concentrate on practicing swords.

But in this back mountain, there is no need to worry.

It is said that this place used to be the place where the Qingyang Sect imprisoned its disciples. It was born with a sense of depression. Now it has been abandoned for hundreds of years. The weeds grow taller than people. Even in the daytime, there is little sunshine.

But Fang Yuan is fearless, he needs such a secluded place to practice sword.

What's more, Manager Sun said that he was cleaning the place in name, but in fact he was giving him a quiet place to practice his sword. To him, this was already a great favor. How could he be so annoying and ask for more?

So, he stayed here with peace of mind, went back to eat something at night, and only practiced sword here during the whole day.

Sometimes, if you become obsessed with practicing, you will stay here even at night, and you will not go back until you are exhausted.

Nowadays, among the handymen in Yufeng Cliff, there are rumors that he has acquired the superb swordsmanship taught by Xiaojiao, and they respect and fear him, but only Fang Yuan knows that he is just an empty shell. Once you fight, you will be exposed...

Xiaojiao said that it was because he was not hot enough and didn't integrate well, which made him mad, the more he couldn't practice well, the more he wanted to practice, and gradually his mind sank, sometimes he couldn't read the book anymore, and he only wanted to practice swords!

The breeze blows the willows...

A bright mirror hangs high...

One day more than ten days later, Fang Yuan was practicing sword moves hard in this remote and gloomy place, and he didn't notice it even after sinking into the sun. He just repeated those sword moves that were almost deeply imprinted in his soul over and over again, tirelessly!

This desolate palace in the back mountain is extremely desolate and terrifying during the day, but at night, when the night wind blows, it looks even more gloomy.

The dark wind blows, the trees sway and the grass sways, and in the crevices of the mountains and rocks, there is the faint sound of ghosts crying, no matter how bold people are, they will be scared to death.

But Fang Yuan didn't care, he didn't believe in these ghosts and illusory things by nature, so he was very courageous.

well……

After practicing the simple sword moves countless times, he was finally exhausted, so he found a blue stone and sat down.

It still doesn't work. These sword moves are all showy no matter how you look at them. They look good. How can they be against people?

But when Little Pepper first used it, his sword moves were the same as his own, but they had a little more agility...

How did she do it?

Where am I wrong?

He bowed his head and thought hard, but Fang Yuan couldn't figure it out. He only felt a little annoyed in his heart.

call……

While he was thinking, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, rolled up the wild grass, and made Fang Yuan's hair disheveled.

What's the matter?

Fang Yuan's train of thought was interrupted, and he was immediately out of breath. Thinking of the ghosts and gods rumors spread by others, he cursed in the direction of the wind: There are really ghosts and gods, so get away, don't bother me!

After cursing, most of my anger subsided, and I also felt it was funny, shook my head, and prepared to get up and continue practicing sword.

But at this moment, he was suddenly shocked, looked forward, and saw a shadow in front of the gloomy barren hall, holding a long sword in his hand, and he was actually practicing sword. Now it was a moonless night, everything was dark, but Fang Yuan could clearly see the shadow, he felt a little curious, and tiptoed forward!

As he got closer, he gradually saw clearly that there was indeed a shadow practicing sword.

From his appearance, he should be a man, but he couldn't see his face clearly. In fact, his whole body was blurred, as if translucent. He was swinging a sword at this time, and his movements were elegant, but there was no sound of the blade piercing the air. It seemed real and unreal...

Is there really a ghost?

Fang Yuan was very surprised, and then became curious: Mr. Zhu said that unless you are a ghost cultivator who specializes in spirituality, there are no ghosts in the world. There are some people who have died unjustly. They are very obsessed and stay in the world. It's just a resentment. It's not a big deal. I've always wanted to see what ghosts look like. I have such luck today, so I have to take a good look...

Thinking like this, he was about to touch it quietly to scare the ghost, but as soon as he moved, he was suddenly startled, and found that the ghost's sword was exactly the same as the one he had practiced, and it was also the sword move in the Thunderbolt Bajue Nine Heavens Sword, which was used one by one!

It's just that although the sword moves are the same, there is an unspeakable mystery in his hands.

Unlike Little Pepper, the sword moves performed by the ghost are completely powerless, but in Fang Yuan's eyes, there is an indescribable magic, as if there is an inexplicable implication, even better than Little Pepper!

Fang Yuan looked at it for a while, but felt dazzled and yearning for it.

Couldn't help standing up, walked in that direction, cupped his hands and said: Senior swordsmanship is really good, junior...

Before the words were finished, suddenly there was a blur in front of my eyes, I saw that the front of the hall was empty, how could there be any ghosts practicing swords?

Walking quickly to the front of the Desolate Hall, he searched around, but there was no trace of anyone practicing swords here, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

Could it be that he was really dazzled?

But soon, he shook his head, what he saw just now was real, not an illusion.