Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

From the first day he walked into the Sword Burial Staircase, he already knew that this place could transform everything into mortals, but it still couldn't affect his magical ability to leave the body.

"Even loose immortals have to become ordinary people when they enter this place, but my magical power from that person will not be affected in any way."

Fang Chen sighed in his heart, then flicked his finger, and a faint spiritual power instantly penetrated into his and Bai Qingming's bodies.

With the blessing of this spiritual power, we can survive this winter.

His movements should not be too obvious, so as not to be noticed by the surrounding immortals.

A few days later, Bai Qingming felt that his physical strength was recovering very quickly, as if he had taken some magic medicine, and his body was warm.

This feeling has appeared several times, and he is inevitably a little strange in his heart. He even wonders if there is something wrong with his bloodline, or is he gifted?

"The weather is starting to get warmer. I think this winter is almost over, right?"

Yan Kun pinched his fingers to calculate.

Bai Qingming said calmly: "There are at least ten days left, but you have been sleeping very soundly these days."

"Thanks to you two for taking care of me."

Yan Kun laughed.

He had indeed slept soundly and deeply these past few days, and his physical strength had recovered a lot.

"Something's not right."

Fang Chen said suddenly.

"Something's wrong?"

Yan Kun's expression changed: "What's wrong? The climate here, or them?"

He looked at Fu Donghai and others.

"The loose immortals of the Sun family and the Long family have all withdrawn."

Fang Chen said.

Yan Kun and Bai Qingming looked into the distance together, their expressions gradually becoming strange. They could only see the looming fairy boat.

The distance between the two sides is too far, and it is impossible to see the scene on the fairy boat clearly, unless the cultivation level is restored.

Even they can't see it. Why can Fang Chen, who has a vision problem, see it?

"Junior brother, is it too cold..."

Bai Qingming reached out and touched Fang Chen's forehead, thinking he had a fever.

"Maybe it's too cold and you're talking nonsense."

Yan Kun smiled.

Fang Chen stopped talking.

The sudden departure of the two Sanxian families meant that the two families were in big trouble.

One month later.

The weather is getting warmer, and the snow is not that deep anymore, but at this height, it is almost impossible to melt it away.

Everyone felt that the time had come, so they stopped resting and continued to climb higher.

Gradually, everyone gradually discovered that although Fang Chen's speed was not fast, he was more durable, and he unknowingly distanced himself from them.

"Senior Brother Fu, even he is above us..."

Zhang Gaotian looked slightly pale, and his lips had long been cracked. Now every time he spoke a word, the corners of his mouth would ache.

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter if we are slower, as long as we can reach the top!"

Fu Donghai glanced at Fang Chen coldly, grabbed the vine and climbed upwards with all his strength.

Time flies and half a year has passed.

Fang Chen and Bai Qingming had already left the others far behind.

"It's level ninety-seven..."

Chen Zuozu was secretly speechless.

Although he looked down on these sword cultivators, he also knew deeply that if he went to the Sword Burial Staircase, let alone level ninety-seven, he might reach level seventy or eighty, which would be the limit.

Long Xuan looked slightly excited, and the bet between the Long family and the Sun family had already begun to appear.

If Fang Chen climbed to the top first and took Bai Qingming with him, it would be equivalent to two people climbing to the top. Whether it was the Sun family or the second family, they would have to pay compensation as agreed.

Thinking of this, Long Xuan couldn't help but look towards the second room. Sure enough, most of the people in the second room looked ugly.

It's not that they don't want the Long family to win, but they hope that Fu Donghai and Zhang Gaotian can reach the top first.

But looking at the situation now... Let alone the two of them reaching the top first, even reaching the top is a luxury.

Yan Kun, as well as the sword cultivators from the Sun family, were moving upward at a slow speed like the two of them.

Not even a single point of hope to reach the summit.

When monks from all walks of life see today, some are happy and some are sad.

If Fang Chen reaches the top, many monks will become rich overnight.

Fortunately, Yan Kun and others are not too bad. Even if they don't reach the top, they can still make a fortune as long as they buy the right number of ladder levels.

"Junior brother, we really have hope of reaching the top. Can't you use up all your strength?"

Bai Qingming looked strange, and couldn't help but show a hint of admiration in his eyes.

As a mortal, he is indeed far inferior to this junior brother.

"I'm a little different from normal people."

Fang Chen smiled and said, "You'd better say less. Now the pressure is getting bigger and bigger. If I say more, I'm afraid you'll faint."

"Yeah, I'll rest first."

Bai Qingming immediately closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Time passes little by little.

I don’t know which day started, but the monks near the Sword Burial Palace suddenly looked at the immortal boats in the void with strange eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Long Ao, I suddenly remembered something else, so I need to take the first step."

Several loose immortals who were friends with Erfang said goodbye and left one after another, taking away their disciples.

The same scene also happened in the third and fourth bedrooms.

Some young disciples finally realized something was wrong.

Several of Long Ao's wives and heirs gathered around and stared at Long Ao solemnly.

"Father, what happened."

Long Ao's face looked a little ugly, "It has nothing to do with you, don't worry about it."

Seeing his attitude, the others did not dare to ask.

Dafang Xianzhou.

"Brother Li...I heard rumors...that your third-level Loose Immortal...has passed away?"

Chen Qingtai looked at Li Changsheng with a solemn expression.

Lu Qingshu and others' expressions changed, and their eyes fell on Chen Qingtai.

Li Changsheng nodded lightly: "That's true. He was attacked and killed by a powerful enemy not long ago and died of serious injuries."

The woman in plain skirt was suddenly stunned and looked at Li Changsheng blankly.

"How could the Sun family and the Long family suddenly encounter such powerful enemies..."

Chen Qingtai smiled bitterly, "Our Chen family's family fortune has been accumulated bit by bit through the hard work of countless generations of ancestors. I hope Brother Li won't blame us."

"If you want to leave, go ahead."

Li Changsheng nodded lightly.

"Li Changsheng, why did you let them go?"

Lu Qingshu smiled lightly and said: "They have been clinging to the Long family for so many years. Now that the Long family is going to fall, they have to spit out the benefits they have gained over the years, right?"

Chen Qingtai and others were stunned for a moment, looking at Lu Qingshu in disbelief, feeling a sudden chill in their hearts.

Lu Qingshu, the master of the First Sword Academy of the Long Family... betrayed the Long Family! ?

But judging from the meaning in his words...it seems that Li Changsheng also had a share?

"Lu Qingshu, don't cause unnecessary problems."

Li Changsheng said calmly: "There are still many things to be busy with next."

Lu Qingshu's expression changed slightly, and finally he sneered and said nothing.

"Dad...what happened?"

Long Xuan looked at Li Changsheng blankly.

"Don't worry, don't worry, this matter won't have a big impact on Dafang."

Li Changsheng said.

"Husband, tell the truth..."

The woman in plain skirt suddenly grabbed Long Xuan, looked at Li Changsheng warily, and stepped back step by step.

"Mrs. Li, if you want to tell the truth, one of our sword cultivators has been promoted to rank three."

Lu Qingshu smiled lightly.

Everyone just felt like the world was shattering... The sword cultivator was promoted to level three! ? Wouldn’t that mean that he is invincible to the prisoner?