Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Husband, these three fairy crystals..."

The woman in plain skirt sighed softly, with a touch of melancholy between her eyebrows.

"It doesn't matter, sometimes you have to spend what you have to spend."

Li Changsheng smiled lightly.

"They don't have to spend a single immortal crystal to have the protection of a second-level loose immortal. Only our main house..."

The woman in plain skirt looked a little ugly.

The big house has declined, the elders have long since passed away, and there is no second-turn Sanxian to protect them.

The second-level Sanxian just now was born in the third room.

If their relationship with Sanfang was not on good terms, no one would be willing to help them even if they were given the Immortal Crystal.

"Whatever we spend this time, we can get back double the amount when the Burial Sword Ladder is over."

Li Changsheng comforted him, and then waved his hands to everyone: "It's okay, you continue to recharge your batteries."

Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

A few days later, the immortal boat finally arrived at the Sword Burial Ladder. From hundreds of miles away, one could see a majestic ladder reaching into the sky.

Faintly, one can see the end of the ladder, which seems to be a small island in the air.

As sword cultivators, everyone was very sensitive to the sword's intention. The island gave them a vague feeling of evil, as if countless sword cultivators were buried in it.

"It is rumored that those who climb the Sword Burial Staircase as a mortal can obtain a sword scripture."

Li Changsheng said calmly: "For countless years, various schools have sent countless sword cultivators, but only a few have reached the top."

Everyone's expressions changed, and there was a fire in their eyes.

If you get a sword scripture, wouldn't you get a kind of inheritance in vain? You can meditate on it all the time, without time limit!

"The Long family has thirty-six sword scriptures, half of which were obtained from the swordsmanship geniuses trained by Dafang."

Li Changsheng smiled lightly: "In this gambling battle, if one of you can reach the top, bring back a sword scripture for the Long family, and win this gambling battle, I will personally reward you with a Three Yang Fruit.

The Long family will also give a reward for this. "

Sanyang fruit?

Everyone's hearts are getting more and more heated. These spiritual fruits have a miraculous effect on resolving the three disasters and nine calamities. Whether it is Zhongzhou, Ditian, or Beidou, they are very rare and expensive.

For example, Yan Kun and Bai Qing Ming, although they have survived three calamities, they have to face nine calamities in the Hedao stage, and neither of them has perfected it. Therefore, the three yang fruits are even more precious to them.

"Old Ancestor Li, sword cultivators have a low status here, why would those orthodox monks who seek immortality allow this sword burial ladder to exist?

Can't they just attack it, dismantle it, and then take away all the sword scriptures on it? "

Fang Chen suddenly spoke.

The expression of the woman in plain skirt changed slightly, but Li Changsheng smiled and said meaningfully:

"Because they don't dare."

Don't dare! ?

Could it be that not even the third-level Loose Immortal here dared to enter this Sword Burial Stairway?

"A long time ago, this place was not called Prison Wind, but Buried Sword."

The woman in plain skirt suddenly said: "The existence of this Sword Burial Ladder is very ancient, and its history is far longer than that of the four major wealthy families.

There are rumors that a Rank 4 Sword Cultivator stayed behind, but Shou Yuan, a Sword Cultivator, wants to be promoted to Rank 4... it is nothing more than a fantasy, so this rumor is just a rumor, but its origin is really weird.

There was once a loose immortal who stepped onto the Sword Burial Staircase. Like ordinary people, he lost all his cultivation and turned into a mortal. He was killed by a sword master who had only practiced swords for decades. "

Everyone was stunned.

Even if the Sanxian loses his cultivation, he won't be killed by a Qi Refining Sword Cultivator, right?

Could it be that the so-called becoming a mortal really means becoming a mortal! ? Can't you keep even a little bit of means?

"It turns out that it's not that they can't walk on the Burial Sword Heavenly Staircase, but that they don't dare to walk on it. From this point of view, even the third-level Loose Immortal can't do anything with it."

Fang Chen's eyes moved.

"After this happened, the Sword Burial Staircase became a forbidden area. Loose immortals would not enter, and ordinary monks were not allowed to enter, so a Sword Burial Palace was set up to guard this place.

Whoever controls the Land of Prisoner Wind, Buried Sword Palace will take orders from those people. Now, Buried Sword Palace takes orders from four powerful families, three sects, and one Holy Land. "

The woman in plain skirt smiled lightly and said, "Even if the powerful men from Long Yuan, Ming Hu, and Four Beaks come here, they have to ask us first before they are qualified to allow the people below to be buried on the Sword Heaven Stairway."

Although the woman in the plain skirt didn't believe that this sword burial ladder was left behind by a very powerful sword cultivator, everyone didn't think so.

As sword cultivators, they do not want to admit that they are inferior. Even if their longevity is half that of the orthodox monks who seek immortality, it does not matter. There may not be monsters with amazing talents and beauty.

This Sword Burial Ladder is proof that even the third-level Loose Immortal here can't do anything about it. In the end, they can only ban it and control it for their own people to use, which explains everything.

At this moment, an immortal boat approached, and everyone was slightly startled after seeing the figures on the immortal boat.

Long Xuan, Chen Zuozu and others were all on this fairy boat.

A middle-aged man who was somewhat similar to Chen Zuozu gave a long laugh, jumped up from the fairy boat, and landed in front of Li Changsheng and his wife.

"Two fellow Taoists, are you encountering any trouble along the way?"

The middle-aged man clasped his fists and smiled.

Li Changsheng smiled lightly and said: "I encountered some troubles, but it's nothing serious."

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and his face became more solemn: "I have long heard that the Sun family will not follow the rules this time. It is indeed the right choice for you to let Xuan'er leave from me."

"Xuan'er didn't cause any trouble to Brother Chen, did she?"

Li Changsheng smiled.

The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head: "How could it be? She is very sensible. Compared with many young ladies from wealthy families I have met, Xuan'er has the best temperament."

"Uncle Chen."

Yan Kun then stepped forward to greet him.

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded: "It's the Hedao stage. The last time I saw you, you were still in the third level. Not bad. Your master is looking forward to your performance this time. Don't let him down."

Yan Kun nodded immediately: "I will try my best this time to get back a sword scripture."

"very good."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "The last time you came to the Sword Burial Ladder, you had already reached the ninety-seventh level. I thought you could rush up to it in one go this time. However, the Sun family also sent many experts this time. In addition to dealing with the Sword Burial Ladder, , you still have to deal with them, you can’t take it lightly.”

"Disciple understands."

Yan Kun nodded slowly.

Bai Lingyue and others were a little surprised. It turned out that Yan Kun had already walked through the Sword Burial Staircase, but he had not reached the top before?

"I heard before that some disciples of the Sun family were ignorant and went to your place to do mischief and suffered a loss in the end?"

The middle-aged man's eyes moved and fell on Fang Chen.

Li Changsheng smiled and said to Fang Chen, "This is Chen Qingtai, the head of the Chen family."

Then he looked at the middle-aged man: "The sword head of my Xuxian Sword Sect over there is Fang Chen."

Fang Chen crossed his fists and said, "Fang Chen has met Senior Chen."

"You are young and promising. Although you are a swordsman, but with Brother Li in front of you, you must practice well and don't give up on yourself. You may not be able to become a loose immortal."

Chen Qingtai nodded lightly.

Although everyone could not see Chen Qingtai's cultivation level, they could already conclude from the attitude in his words that he was a loose immortal.

"Everyone from the Sun family hasn't arrived yet, and your second-, third-, and fourth-bedroom immortal boats haven't arrived yet, but the other family heads have arrived. Let's go and join them first."

Chen Qingtai looked at Li Changsheng.

Li Changsheng and his wife nodded gently.

Now that Dafang is in decline, these famous families who have been friends with Dafang for many years are their current reliance.