Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Old man, are you encountering obstacles in your practice?"

Fang Chen came to Fang Zhentian's small courtyard and saw that he was frowning, so he couldn't help but clasping his fists and laughing.

"Master Li Dao said that the resources required for cultivation are extremely huge, and one of them is called a spiritual stone, but we in Daxia don't seem to have such a thing.

Not only does it not exist in Daxia, but I have never heard of spiritual stones appearing in Guhe, Longdu and other countries.

Do you have a way to deal with it? "

Fang Zhentian frowned.

With his temperament, since he has set foot on the immortal path, he will naturally cultivate with all his strength and obtain powerful means to make Daxia worry-free and compete with the Blood Spirit Sect.

But if the Blood Spirit Sect monks have spiritual stones to assist them in their cultivation, but the Fang Mansion does not, not only him, but also Fang Zhixue and others will be three points behind if they also set foot on the path of cultivation in the future.

Not only that, if the Fang family has a few more monks, it can be called a cultivating family, and Li Daoye said that in the cultivation world, the law of the jungle is fully manifested by the law of the jungle.

It's better not to be discovered, but if someone discovers it, it will inevitably lead to disaster. In such a situation, the old man has already begun to plan for Fang Mansion to become an immortal family in the future.

"I almost forgot about this."

Fang Chen patted his forehead. There were more than four hundred lower-grade spiritual stones in the storage ring. He took out a hundred of them and gave them to Fang Zhentian.

"Old man, these are low-grade spiritual stones. You can use these hundred for now. If they are not enough, just tell me."

He didn't need spirit stones to practice, so he naturally forgot about this. Now that Fang Zhentian has set foot on the immortal path, with the help of this spirit stone, his practice will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!

"one hundred!?"

Fang Zhentian looked a little moved, and then said angrily: "Master Li Dao is not honest. He said that ordinary sects only give their disciples one low-grade spiritual stone every month. I still think this thing is so precious."

"Old man, you have misunderstood him."

Fang Chen smiled and explained the origins of his spirit stones one by one.

"I see."

Fang Zhentian let out a hearty laugh and patted Fang Chen on the shoulder: "As expected of my good grandson, he has taken away all worries for our Fang family as soon as he set foot on the immortal path.

With these hundreds of spiritual stones as a foundation, I don’t have to worry about the cost of practicing these years. "

What Mr. Li Dao said is right, even the Bagua Sect only gives one low-grade spiritual stone to its disciples every month, and Mr. Li himself is no exception.

Want more? Just use your own means to earn and rob.

The world of cultivation is so lacking. If you don't have enough strength, you can only watch others eat meat and drink soup yourself. This also leads to the vast majority of monks putting their interests first. Sometimes they are even more preoccupied than ordinary people for a low-grade spiritual stone.

"Old man, you can use your spiritual power to refine this jade pendant when the time comes."

Fang Chen handed the jade pendant he carried to Fang Zhentian, and he had already wiped away the mark of his soul.

"Is this a magic weapon?"

Fang Zhentian played with the jade pendant and could feel a strong spiritual power on it, and could also faintly see a few flickering soul marks.

For an ordinary martial artist, even if the jade pendant is broken into pieces, there is nothing magical about it.

"Yes, this is a protective magic weapon."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded, and then took out Zhou Yiseng's sword: "My grandson also took this sword from the hands of the Blood Spirit Cult monks. It has eight soul seals on it and is very powerful. The old man took it to refine it." Bar."

"well!"

Fang Zhentian nodded with a smile, took the sword smoothly, and couldn't put it down.

"Your Majesty, there is urgent news."

Xu Ge came in a hurry.

When Fang Zhentian saw this, he smiled and said: "Go and do your business, I want to continue practicing."

After leaving the small courtyard, Xu Ge whispered a few words into Fang Chen's ear, looking a little excited.

"San'er came out of Qingsong?"

The corners of Fang Chen's mouth raised slightly, "Let's go and greet him."

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Goddess Xiao has been very low-key in Fang Mansion during this period, so low-key that only a few people know her true identity. Whenever she thinks of what happened in the court that day, her mood is very complicated.

"Goddess Xiao, what are you thinking about?"

Fang Chen came pacing, smiling but not smiling.

"Fang...Crown Prince."

A forced smile appeared on Goddess Xiao's face.

She knew very well that today's Daxia was no longer the Daxia that Qingsong had once been able to control. That Daoye Li from the Fang Mansion was born in the sixth-grade Fire Flame Nation and was still a monk.

He alone is enough to intimidate Qingsong, so that Qingsong does not dare to act rashly.

"The third prince has left Qingsong. Considering that you have stayed in Fang Mansion for many days, I will send you back this time."

Fang Chen smiled.

"I don't want to go back..."

Goddess Xiao said subconsciously.

"You are Xiao Langshuai's daughter. If you don't show up for a long time, he will really think that I will kill you."

Fang Chen smiled.

"I can write a letter."

Goddess Xiao said: "Explain the reason for this, and then..."

"Then continue to stay in Fang Mansion and see if there is any chance to get in touch with the way of cultivation?"

Fang Chen smiled.

A blush flashed across Goddess Xiao's face, as the other party saw through her little thoughts, but this opportunity was once in a lifetime and she really didn't want to miss it.

"First of all, immortality is rare. Secondly, you are from Qingsong. Even if you have the talent for cultivation, I will not let you come into contact with this way."

Fang Chen's face gradually became serious: "You should understand this. Staying in Fang Mansion has no effect. Why not go back to Qingsong and have a good talk with your father. In the past few years, I don't want to have anything to do with you Qingsong anymore, because I have There are more important things to do.”

"Can……"

"No but, let's go."

Fang Chen didn't give Goddess Xiao a chance to continue talking, so he asked Xu Ge to take her and leave.

Since there were many informants in the past few days, Ji Lengyue was still in Kyoto. Fang Chen didn't want anyone to know that he had left the capital this time, so he disguised himself. With the cooperation of Daxia's hidden guards, the group left quietly at night. to Kyoto.

A few days later, outside Humen Pass.

A rich and handsome young man in white clothes was riding a horse with a long sword in hand, with billows of dust and smoke billowing behind him. They were hundreds of elite wolf soldiers who were chasing him.

If there are any Daxia veterans here, they will definitely be shocked by the leading wolf general.

This general was in his forties, with a face full of vicissitudes of life, thick eyebrows and big eyes with a resolute expression, and a cold flash of light flashed from time to time in his eyes.

It was Xiao Langshuai, the number one wolf commander in Qingsong Kingdom, who defeated Fang Chen in Sanjie Mountain!

"Hahaha, Xiao Langshuai, why are you chasing your third master like this? Third master can leave if he wants, stay if he wants, but you can't keep me!"

The young man in white was laughing while running for his life.

When Xiao Langshuai's subordinates heard this, their faces were filled with anger, but Xiao Langshuai looked solemn and snorted coldly, "Third Prince, your alchemy martial arts skills are indeed beyond my imagination, but...the one under your crotch The war horse has not rested all day and night, and is about to lose its support. It is not difficult to keep you."

As if to cooperate with his words, the horse under the young man in white suddenly whined and fell to the ground, throwing the young man in white out. However, his physical skills were very good and he landed uninjured.

"Bah, you have a crow's mouth. Could it be that you defeated Fang Da with this mouth!"

The young man in white knew that his foot power was no match for his horse power, so he stopped running and turned around to spit at Xiao Langshuai.

In just an instant, Marshal Xiao Lang led his troops to surround him and looked at the young man in white coldly: "Fang Chen left my daughter in Daxia, and today, I want to leave you here too."