Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Li Changsheng, I misunderstood you. Now the one who won't let us touch the Xuxian Sword Sect can kill these three thousand sects and relieve the hatred in my heart."

The mighty sword cultivators and dozens of immortal kings all shot through the air in the direction of the three thousand gates.

During this period, Lu Qingshu expressed his gratitude to Li Changsheng.

"You don't have to be too polite. After all, you and I come from the same school."

Li Changsheng nodded lightly.

Deep in his eyes, there was a hint of contempt. He had always looked down upon Lu Qingshu.

Ouyang Xuanzhen followed the large team, and at the same time he did not forget to summon the Dayan Dao Sect and asked the respectable elders to go to the Three Thousand Dao Sect.

He failed in the Three Thousand Dao Sect last time. This time, he wants to regain all the lost face. If he is lucky, he may be able to grab several inheritances from the Three Thousand Dao Sect.

Dayan Taoist Gate.

Xu Qingsong, who was in retreat, suddenly woke up. Looking at the communication talisman in his hand, a arrogant smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Fang Chen, you have today too!"

He left the retreat in excitement and happened to meet Xu Sijiu.

"Father."

Xu Qingsong looked excited: "Have you heard? We will go to the Three Thousand Dao Sect immediately."

"Well, I did hear that many elders have already set off."

Xu Sijiu nodded lightly, and the two of them flew through the air towards the location of the three thousand gates.

In Huangyuan, Zhao Jiaolong and others also heard the news.

Hua Miaoqing looked solemn: "I have learned a lot of ancient Taoism from Mr. Fang, and I have already been naturalized in three thousand Taoist sects. This time..."

"Don't go and die."

Zhao Jiaolong looked solemn: "The elders in my family said that this matter... is very serious.

No force in Central Continent is qualified to intervene. If they interfere, they will only be shattered into pieces. "

Hua Miaoqing thought about it for a few seconds, then shook her head gently: "People have to have a beginning and an end. If three thousand sects encounter disasters, but I sit back and watch, what's the meaning of the path I am walking in this life."

"It is also human nature to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune."

Zhao Jiaolong frowned.

Hua Miaoqing glanced at him for a few times, then suddenly smiled and said, "Senior brother, you are a dragon."

"..."

Zhao Jiaolong was silent for a few moments, then nodded slightly: "If you want to go, I won't stop you."

Not everyone is like Hua Miaoqing, only about one-third of the Huangyuan disciples chose to go with Hua Miaoqing to the Three Thousand Dao Sect because they were naturalized in the Three Thousand Dao Sect.

The Ninth Prince's Palace.

Ji Liang and a group of brothers and sisters were sitting in the main hall drinking tea. Listening to the high-pitched talks of those sisters and brothers, a hint of displeasure flashed between his brows.

Suddenly someone entered the hall and brought a piece of news, which shocked everyone.

"No. 1 on the Emperor's List... Want to deal with three thousand sects? Even the Shinto Sect was forced to leave by them?"

Everyone looked at each other.

The eldest son of the Ninth King looks to be in his thirties, but he is very old. He also has his own practice ashram and has countless children. His current cultivation level is worthy of the Great Perfection of Harmony.

He glanced at everyone and said with a faint smile: "Father is also there at the moment. We might as well go and take a look. How can we miss such a grand occasion?"

"It's truly a grand occasion."

Ji Liang nodded slightly, with a faint coldness flashing in his eyes.

Three thousand gates.

Under the influence of the Great White Lotus, the spiritual power here becomes more and more intense, and there is spiritual mist everywhere. Occasionally, you can see fairy birds flying around, creating a fairy scene.

There is an endless stream of pilgrims, and people come and go at the mountain gate. These pilgrims have discovered that every time they perform incense here, their health will get better and better after returning.

Some early Xiangzong also saw many miraculous things, and some stories spread from their mouths.

Therefore, in the eyes of these pilgrims, Three Thousand Daomen has become a fairy temple where gods live.

"Master, how many more years will we have to live like this?"

A Taoist asked softly as he put down his tea cup.

Zhou Bufan's expression changed slightly. After a few breaths of silence, he saw everyone's peripheral vision falling on him, so he had to speak slowly:

"It's better to live with it than to die."

The beggar Taoist sneered: "If you, the Ziyang Taoist Sect, didn't insist on joining in the fun, why would I be like this?

Have you ever counted how many years we have been here? snort. "

Everyone no longer had the energy to scold the beggar Taoist, or in other words, they had lost the mood to scold him.

What they think about every day now is how to leave here. This kind of life is a kind of torture for them every moment.

"somebody is coming."

Zhou Bufan suddenly looked into the void and saw some figures appearing in the void. He didn't care at first, but when he looked closely, he found that there were more and more figures, and there seemed to be someone inside...

"The Immortal King of Dayan Dao Sect is here!"

He saw Ouyang Xuanzhen!

Zhou Bufan stood up subconsciously, his face flushed and extremely excited. The monks from the Ziyang Dao Sect beside him also stood up one after another. When they saw the movement in the void, they almost shed tears of excitement.

The aura of this group of monks is more unfathomable than the last. They are definitely not visiting friends when they come to three thousand gates in such a mighty manner!

Not to mention that among them are the Immortal Kings of the Three Great Sects of Central Continent!

The beggar Taoist was shocked and doubtful. He put down the tea cup he was about to drink from and stood up to look into the void.

"Could it be that... the day of relief has finally come?"

His eyes gradually became excited.

The monks from the three thousand sects did not panic when they saw this scene, and immediately summoned the sect leader Li Daoye.

"Those are the monks from Ziyang Dao Sect?"

Immortal King Gu Xi's eyes suddenly fell on Zhou Bufan and others, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. After so many years, they are still drinking tea here?

Ouyang Xuanzhen looked strange and nodded slightly: "It is indeed them."

The three Taoist Immortal Kings looked at each other and felt increasingly that they needed to get rid of the one named Fang.

This guy was a little too vindictive at some point.

"It's so relaxing."

Lu Qingshu stared at Zhou Bufan and others with a faint smile, and then said to a sword cultivator beside him:

"Behead them first."

Before the sword cultivator could take action, Ouyang Xuanzhen quickly stepped forward and explained the cause and effect of the matter.

"Oh? Not from the Three Thousand Dao Sect? Did you offend the boy named Fang and was punished to drink the pickled food here?"

Lu Qingshu was stunned.

All the sword cultivators looked intently at the rather strange tea in the teacups, and their expressions became strange.

This group of monks has obviously been banned here for many years. If they drink these things day and night...

"How can they stand it?"

A sword cultivator couldn't help but said.

Yes, how can you bear it?

If it were them, they would have to fight even if they died, and they wouldn't be able to tolerate it for so many years.

"I just don't want to die."

Li Changsheng smiled lightly and said, "If it were you, you might not choose the same path as them."

Although the sword cultivators didn't say anything, they were disdainful of this statement in their hearts.

Death, what to fear?

"Since they are not monks from the Three Thousand Dao Sect, let's let them live for the time being. A few people will come and chop down this mountain gate first."

Lu Qingshu said with a faint smile.

At this moment, a rocking chair suddenly appeared near Zhou Bufan, with an old man sitting on it rocking back and forth. He looked at Lu Qingshu and said with a faint smile:

"Junior, come down and have a cup of tea."