Master of Great Calamity

Facing the strange and shocked eyes of countless people around him, Fang Yuan was speechless.

As a handyman disciple, it is reasonable for me to wear a rag, right?

Originally, I decided to come to Xiaozhufeng because of a sudden situation while working in the alchemy workshop. Besides, I was planning to clean the alchemy at the beginning today. The alchemy furnace was full of medicine dregs and condensed ash. It would be impossible not to prepare a big and thick dishcloth. Later, when I went to clean the alchemy pavilion, he came here after half of the work. Such a good dishcloth needs to be used in the future. Knowing that spells are stronger at the moment of the shot, so all I could think of at the time was to stop it before it shot...

But in the eyes of other people, it is not the case at all.

Especially the fat deacon, his face turned green with anger...

When he cast the spell in the last hand, he just wanted to force Fang Yuan to see if he really had a ghost in his heart, and if he would reveal his true form, but of course he didn't want to really kill Fang Yuan, so he was ready to stop from the beginning, but how could he have thought that this handyman disciple would actually use such a strange move, breaking his own magic weapon?

The magic weapon is a fairy, so it is afraid of dirt.

The rag was dirty and wet, not much different from being soaked in black dog blood.

Of course, even if it is really black dog blood, it will have no effect on the magic weapon he has carefully refined. When the rag is stuffed into the mouth of the villain, he can actually manipulate it secretly and still make the villain spit out fire.

But after all, he didn't think about taking Fang Yuan's life, and he was even more reluctant to waste the incomparably precious golden beans in the fairy gate trial!

Then, the bloody scene appeared, the handyman disciple actually used a rag to break Deacon Chen's magic weapon?

Hahahaha, good job!

Awesome, brother, you can brag about this matter for the rest of your life...

It looks like we all have to carry a rag with us, ready to break the enemy's magic weapon at any time...

After being quiet for a while, the group of immortal disciples suddenly burst into laughter, and I don't know how many people cheered. The strange yells came one after another, making the fat deacon's face red with anger, and he gave the first disciple who yelled fiercely.

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Haha, Junior Brother Zhou, I have done you such a great favor, how can you thank me?

Not long ago, more than ten miles away from Xiaozhufeng, Zhou Qingyue was sitting and drinking tea with a red-robed immortal disciple in a gazebo hidden in the clouds and mist. In order to avoid suspicion, Zhou Qingyue came here early in the morning, not even half a step closer to Xiaozhufeng.

Everything is already arranged, they just wait for things to happen, and they don't have to get involved in the plan.

Haha, Brother Han, we are all outsiders, so do I need to say more polite words?

Zhou Qingyue shook his folding fan with a smile, very coquettish, and said with a smile: I have a great enmity with this person. In the fairy gate, there is only me but no other. Although he looks like an ant now, I still don't mind crushing him to death. However, Song Kui, who was entrusted to him before, was a good-for-nothing. Who knew that he was a good-for-nothing. He wasted a lot of time in vain. But Junior Brother Han was quick to do things, and he trampled on this ant with a single idea. I will not say anything unnecessary, I will definitely reward you well!

Haha, there's no need to say more polite words, you and I are both practitioners, and we should take care of each other!

Senior Brother Han laughed and said: Besides, if you deal with a disciple of the Immortal Sect, there are still some tricky things. He is just a handyman, isn't he easy to catch? Don't worry, let alone expel him from the Immortal Sect this time, his life may not be saved!

Zhou Qingyue laughed loudly, and then replaced the wine with tea, and toasted Senior Brother Han.

In the eyes, there is a deep hatred hidden.

He actually didn't tell Senior Brother Han why he wanted to deal with Fang Yuan, because he couldn't explain it clearly.

If you think about it deeply, it is probably a kind of simple dislike...

When he was in the Fairy Hall of Taiyue City, he was also diligent and studious, he came from a wealthy family, had countless wealth in his family, and he was born smart. In front of him, others were as stupid as a pig. I don’t know how many people praised him, thinking that he would achieve extraordinary things in the future.

It wasn't until entering the Fairy Hall that this feeling disappeared!

He didn't understand that he could lead a more relaxed life, but in order to seek immortality, he gritted his teeth, desperately delved into things that were not of interest to him, sacrificed countless playtimes, and paid so much that he was almost moved by his efforts. Why was his final achievement not as good as that poor family's cattle herder?

Why is he stronger than himself?

Qi Xiaofeng and Lu Xinyao are also stronger than him, but Zhou Qingyue thinks it should be taken for granted, because their family background is indeed better than his own.

But Fang Yuan couldn't do it, he was a child from a poor family, why?

Because of Mr. Zhu's protection, Zhou Qingyue's dissatisfaction could only be suppressed in his heart, and in the Fairy Hall, Fang Yuan had always outperformed him. He also found sadly that he had gradually accepted this fact...

He was originally a proud young master, but gradually, when he saw that humble disciple, he felt a little ashamed of himself!

He is destined to become a disciple of Xianmen, so what if he is taller?

Until the poor boy was knocked down when he was about to become the top of the Jiazi list, Zhou Qingyue immediately felt at ease. He felt that this should be the case. How could the child of the mud-legged family have a better future than himself, the rich young master?

It is reasonable for him to become a disciple of Xianmen and him to become a handyman!

But the key point is that the handyman couldn't recognize his identity. When he was in Xiaozhufeng, he was already a disciple of the Immortal Sect. When the handyman saw him, he still looked contemptuous. How could he blame Young Master Zhou for laughing at him?

Just laugh at you, you won't lose a piece of meat, won't it be over if you bear it?

But who would have thought that this fellow would be so vicious, using such tricks, not to mention defrauding the spirit stones in his hand, and causing himself to lose face in front of Junior Sister Xiao Qiao, whom he had always admired, and even made several of his fellow disciples lose their spirit stones.

From then on, the more Zhou Qing looked at Fang Yuan, the more he felt hatred.

In the days to come, probably the cowherd hadn't thought about it, and he had been secretly watching him, right?

This guy actually made friends with that mysterious little pepper, the head of the Spirit Medicine Supervisor, and earned so many resources every month?

Does he really want to stand up again and become a disciple of Xianmen?

dream!

Since you are a handyman, then do a good job as a handyman, want to climb up?

People who have fallen into the mud, want to climb up to stand side by side with me, Zhou Qingyue, or even climb higher than me?

Don't think about it!

Never even think about it!

Junior Brother Zhou, what are you thinking?

A call brought Zhou Qingyue back to reality, he was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly said with a smile: It's nothing!

You seem to be in a good mood!

That Senior Brother Han also laughed, calculated the time again, and said with a smile, It's almost time. The handyman you arranged just now has reported the letter, saying that the surnamed Fang has left the alchemy workshop, and there will be some disciples on duty to check the alchemy workshop. At that time, we will find that the alchemy workshop has been stolen. We don't even need to say a word, and that fellow will not be able to clean up even if he jumps into the Yellow River!

He counted the time well, even a little earlier than he expected, and suddenly there was news.

A wooden kite flew over anxiously, and even nearly hit a tree. The one on the wooden kite was another Qinglu Peak disciple. He saw Senior Brother Han in the gazebo, and hurriedly landed. With a nervous expression on his face, he shouted: Senior Brother Han, you are indeed here. Hurry up, something serious happened. I was checking the alchemy workshop just now, and found that several kinds of pills were stolen...

What?

Brother Han nodded imperceptibly to Zhou Qingyue, a little complacent, but he stood up nervously, and shouted: Who is so bold to do such a thing, stealing the alchemy workshop is a serious crime, have you notified the discipline hall disciples?

I have been notified, Deacon Qian asked me to come to you...

Go, go!

Then Senior Brother Han also jumped onto the wooden kite, and said in his mouth: In the morning, there was a handyman who entered the alchemy workshop...

At this time, Zhou Qingyue also raised his body suddenly, and said with a smile: In the important place of Danfang, there are people who dare to steal. Two senior brothers, I will follow you for a while, and I want to see who is so bold that he can even do such things...

Soon, they flew to Qinglu Peak with a wooden kite.

Here, there are already four or five black-clothed Discipline Hall disciples waiting here, and various restrictions have been placed on the alchemy workshop below.

As soon as Senior Brother Han landed, he frowned and asked, Is the handyman disciple still there?

What handyman disciple?

All the immortal disciples were startled when they heard the words, and looked at him with frowns.

Brother Na Han said: This morning, I called a handyman over to clean the alchemy workshop, and I'll ask him!

Go, find him!

When a group of disciples heard the words, they all turned their heads and rushed towards Yufeng Cliff.

At this time, all the servants in Jade Bee Cliff had finished cleaning the alchemy furnace, and returned to the Spiritual Dining Hall of the Hall of Miscellaneous Affairs for dinner. They chatted and laughed, but suddenly saw countless majestic disciples from the immortal sect descending above their heads. They were shocked when they landed. Before they could ask questions, a black-faced Discipline Hall disciple asked coldly, Who went to clean the alchemy hall this morning? Come out quickly, I have something to ask!

All the handymen below looked at each other, a little frightened, and no one dared to say anything.

What happened?

Steward Sun came out of the Lingshan Hall, a little confused.

Let me ask you, who went to clean Danfang in the morning?

The Discipline Hall disciple didn't even look at Steward Sun, but just said coldly.

It seems to be...it's...Junior Brother Fang Yuanfang...

Among the handymen, there was a man who raised his hand awkwardly and said something.

The Discipline Hall disciple immediately asked: Where is he?

The servants looked at each other when they heard the words, and it took a while before someone said: It seems that I haven't seen him for a long time, I don't know where he went!

The Discipline Hall disciple immediately showed a gloomy look on his face, and said in a low voice, Where does he live, tell me quickly!

The big thing is settled! Zhou Qingyue heard this, his face remained calm, and he secretly cried out in his heart.