The disciples are all destiny villains

"You are the master of the Starfall Pavilion who is famous in the Southern Wilderness Territory?"

Yang Tianlang stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"Exactly."

Fang Yun nodded, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth: "Are you a close disciple of the Great Elder? It's true that a hero comes from a young boy!"

He didn't expect that the other party would actually take the initiative to say hello.

"My master once said that the master of Xingyun Pavilion is extraordinary, and I sincerely admire him."

Yang Tianlang glanced at Xiong Leshan next to Fang Yun, with a bit of disdain and arrogance in his tone: "It's a pity that the disciples of Xingyun Pavilion don't seem to have inherited the cultivation of Fang Pavilion Master, they are simply vulnerable."

"Little boy, what did you say?"

Xiong Leshan became angry immediately.

He can tolerate being insulted by others because he is not as skilled as others and cannot refute.

But if it were Xingyun Pavilion and Master Fang Yun who were insulted, then Xiong Leshan would not let it go!

"Am I wrong?"

Yang Tianlang said proudly: "You have become my defeated general, and it will naturally be your master's face that you lose."

"If you have the guts, fight me for another three hundred rounds! Let's see if I can't kill you!"

"No need, there is no suspense if we fight again now. What's more, you just made a one-month appointment with me. I, Yang Tianlang, am a man of my word. It would be better to say that I am looking forward to that time when you lose to me again in public." What kind of expression would I have..."

"you!"

Xiong Leshan was so angry that he couldn't find any words to refute.

As the other party said, if you can't beat it, you can't beat it, no matter how much nonsense you say, it's useless.

"Sixth, stand down."

Fang Yun said calmly: "Since you have all set a one-month deadline, you should abide by it. I, the people of Xingyun Pavilion, never use words to show off. If you really want to fight, you have to see the real rules."

"Master Fang Pavilion is indeed of extraordinary magnanimity. I hope you can win the bet with Master and the others in three months' time..."

After Yang Tianlang smiled contemptuously, he turned and left.

This is clearly a deliberate provocation!

As for whether Yang Tianlang took the initiative to provoke him, or if there was someone behind his back, there was no way of knowing.

"It's all my fault that the reputation of Master and Xingyun Pavilion has been affected. Master, you'd better punish me!"

Xiong Leshan looked depressed.

Ever since he became a member of Xingyun Pavilion, he has never felt this kind of cowardly attitude.

He secretly regretted it in his heart. If he had known earlier, he should not have agreed to Master coming to this miserable place.If it were the second senior brother Xiao Bufan, let alone Yang Tianlang, even the seven elders would not dare to mock Xingyun Pavilion easily!

"What's the use of punishing you?"

Fang Yun said calmly: "Since you lost face, you should find it yourself."

"But I really can't beat that pretty boy..."

Xiong Leshan said dejectedly.

"Don't worry, you won't lose."

Fang Yun touched his big head and chuckled: "As long as you can complete the tasks assigned to you by the master within this month, I guarantee that you can defeat him!"

"Task?"

Xiong Leshan suddenly raised his head, his face full of doubts.

Destined villain, right?

Even if you like to bully villains and supporting characters, you shouldn't come to be my disciple!

Dare to mess with me?

Then your chance is mine!

……

In the next few days, Xiong Leshan did not go out for a stroll, but stayed in the Sutra Pavilion.

What's strange is that this guy has clearly scheduled a duel with Yang Tianlang in a month, but he has no intention of studying the skills and Taoism in detail. Instead, he cleans everywhere with a clean rag all day long.

"I said you're from Xingyun Pavilion. Did you know that you would lose to Senior Brother Yang, so you gave up on yourself?"

"This is a good idea. If you really help our Qiyao Holy Palace clean the Scripture Pavilion, maybe Senior Brother Yang will show mercy to you because you are sensible enough!"

"I didn't expect the disciples of Xingyun Pavilion to be so hopeless. They actually thought of using this method to please their opponents. It's really eye-opening for us!"

Of course, the disciples of Qiyao Holy Palace spared no effort to ridicule him.

But no matter how outrageous these people said, Xiong Leshan had no intention of paying attention to them.

Over time, they got used to this strange guy.

"Just wait! You will cry when the time comes!"

Xiong Leshan said secretly.

How could he not be angry at these people's blatant provocation and ridicule?

It's just that he has been enduring it because he kept in mind the task assigned to him by his master Fang Yun.

Click.

While he was cleaning a certain stone statue, he felt a strange feeling on his hands.He was overjoyed, but on the surface he looked around calmly. After confirming that no one was there, he immediately followed the tiny gap and penetrated inside.

After a while, he immediately stuffed the contents of the stone statue into his arms and ran away without even asking for a rag.

"Finally found?"

Fang Yun was a little surprised when he looked at the oil paper package handed over by Xiong Leshan.

"Master, I don't understand that you let me be laughed at for so many days because of these two low-grade Tianxuan-level techniques?"

Xiong Leshan had already inspected the contents of the package in advance, so he was greatly disappointed.

You know, low-grade Tianxuan-level skills may be a good thing in the outside world, but in their Xingyun Pavilion, they are simply trash.

"You have completed this task. Hurry up and prepare a large amount of spiritual fruits."

Fang Yun accepted the "Xuanwu Sutra" and "Purple Qi Jue of Creation" in the package with satisfaction, and said again: "Remember, you must go to the back mountain! Also, you must have enough patience and keep a straight face. A kind smile.”

"Master, what exactly do you need to do to prepare the spiritual fruit?"

"Feed the monkey!"

……

After integrating the two Tianxuan-level skills of "Xuanwu Sutra" and "Zi Qi Jue of Creation" into the furnace of heaven and earth, Fang Yun calmed down and began to carefully analyze the characteristics of these two skills.According to the script, as long as these two techniques can be perfectly integrated, the holy-level technique "Xuanwu Creation Technique" can be restored!

This was originally an important opportunity for Yang Tianlang, but now it fell into Fang Yun's hands.

Of course, it is not that simple to successfully restore a holy level skill. In the script, Yang Tianlang also relied on the guidance of the Great Elder of the Holy Palace to complete it.The Great Elder of the Holy Palace is a strong man in the Aspiration Realm and an old monster who has lived for 2000 years, so he naturally has such vision and knowledge.

Fang Yun's cultivation is naturally not as good as that of the Great Elder of the Holy Palace, and his vision and knowledge are also quite different.But he happened to have the help of the miraculous skill "The Art of Destroying the Holy Thousand Tribulations". Under the analysis and decomposition of the Heaven and Earth Furnace, it might not be impossible for him to do it!

half a month later.

As the furnace of heaven and earth erupted with a terrifying roar like thunder and lightning, the cauldron actually grew in size again, and a strange pattern appeared that looked like a tortoise but not a tortoise.

Xuanwu Creation Technique!

Fang Yun was overjoyed, he finally did it.

Although there were many twists and turns in the process, the result was good after all.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw Xiong Leshan's extremely sad face: "Master, the one-month period is coming soon. Do you really have the heart to see me beaten by that pretty boy?"

"Where's the mission given to you?"

"Of course the disciples dare not neglect the tasks assigned by the master."

Xiong Leshan sighed softly: "I have been staying in the back mountain these days and bribed many monkeys with spiritual fruits, so that I am almost becoming the monkey king now..."

"Haven't you ever seen a special monkey?"

Fang Yun frowned slightly, what he wanted was the green-blooded monkey, not for Xiong Leshan to become the monkey king.

"Special monkey?"

Xiong Leshan was stunned for a moment, then said strangely: "I don't know if it's special or not, I just know that it's very edible."

"Take me to see the teacher."

As a result, the master and the disciple left the Scripture Collection Pavilion directly and came to the back mountain of Qiyao Holy Palace.

Xiong Leshan whistled skillfully, and within a moment, hundreds of monkeys gathered and surrounded him into a hill.

"Haw haw!"

The monkeys looked particularly excited, and some female monkeys even made secret glances at Xiong Leshan, which made Fang Yun laugh uncontrollably.

Don't tell me, this old man seems to be very popular with monkeys, and maybe he really has the potential to become the monkey king.

Finally crawling out of the monkey pile, Xiong Leshan grabbed a monkey with half a tuft of red hair on its head and said, "Master, this is the guy! Its appetite is more than ten times that of other monkeys, so it is particularly good. recognize!"

Fang Yun took a closer look and indeed felt a weak pure spiritual power from the monkey's body.

That trace of spiritual power is so deeply hidden that ordinary cultivators cannot detect it at all.

If nothing unexpected happens, this monkey is the so-called Blue Blood Monkey.

"How's your relationship with it?"

Fang Yun couldn't help but ask.

Xiong Leshan's expression became very strange again, and he said vaguely: "It should be okay! After all, I have been feeding it with spiritual fruits these days. Even if it is not grateful to me, it will not regard me as an enemy... …”

Haw Haw!

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Xiong Leshan had several blood marks on his face, which were scratched out by the green-blooded monkey.

Not only that, after the green-blooded monkey monster laughed a few times, he shook his red butt hard at him twice.

Even a blind person can see that this monkey looks down on him at all...

"Is this the relationship you're talking about, okay?"

Fang Yun was speechless.

"Damn monkey! Let me embarrass myself in front of Master. Let's see if I don't beat you to death today!"

Xiong Leshan's big face turned green and red from holding it back. He became so angry that he immediately grabbed the green-blooded monkey and wanted to teach the latter a lesson.

Unexpectedly, the Blue Blood Monkey was born with intelligence, and he nimbly jumped to Fang Yun's side in a flash, rubbing his head against Fang Yun's shoes very affectionately.

That look is simply more docile than a cat.

"It seems like it likes me more than you..."

Fang Yun was amused on the spot and joked.

"Master is so powerful that this monkey certainly doesn't dare to act arrogantly in front of you."

Xiong Leshan laughed twice, and then muttered secretly: "You shameless monkey, you are smart, you actually know how to find the master as a backer! You are such a heartless beast, you have forgotten who gets up early and spends the night using spiritual fruits these days. Come to feed you..."