Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Chen Qianlong cleared his throat and looked at Fang Chen. Dongfang Haojie was quite good at dealing with people and sophistication. He immediately introduced Fang Chen's origins to Chen Qianlong, but only said that he was from the Sword Sect, not where he was from.

Jian Zong! ?

Is this person in front of me a swordsman?

Everyone was even more confused. What kind of sword cultivator could carry ten one-turn loose immortals with him?

"Master Fang, did you happen to be passing by here this time, or..."

Chen Qianlong didn't care about Fang Chen's identity as a sword cultivator, or he simply didn't believe that the man in front of him was just a sword cultivator.

It's nothing more than a way of hiding one's identity.

"I didn't just happen to be passing by. The Spiritual God taught those sword cultivators a list with more than a dozen names on it, and Senior Qianlong was one of them."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"So that's what happened. I thought you came here specifically for us."

Dongfang Haohao looked astonished.

Fang Chen smiled and said, "I happened to be here and saw you all. It's all fate."

"Spiritual God Cult..."

Chen Qianlong suppressed the anger in his heart and raised his hand to the only remaining Sanxian:

"Fellow Daoist Huang, that's all for today. I still have some important matters, so I can't keep you for a long time."

"That's easy to say, then I'll take my leave first."

The Sanxian nodded immediately, smiled at Fang Chen, and hurried away with his juniors.

As soon as he left, the other monks who had nothing to do with the dragon lineage were also sent away one by one.

"Master Fang, did the Spiritual God Sect really list my name on it?"

Chen Qianlong asked again.

Fang Chen nodded.

Chen Qianlong clenched his fists and his eyes were angry: "These damn things usually hide their heads and show their tails, but now they dare to set their sights on me. Do they want to force my father out of prison?"

"Senior Qianlong, what the Spiritual God Sect does is just trying to fish in troubled waters, but today's monks can't see through this. They always feel that... what they do will not involve themselves, so they don't want to pay attention to it."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Chen Qianlong's expression changed slightly, he pondered for a few breaths, and shook his head slightly:

"It's not that they don't care, it's that the elixirs they sell can indeed replace the immortal crystals. You may not know that one of the immortal crystals in this world will be one less.

It is precisely because of this that all parties have enjoyed some benefits in the hands of the Spiritual God Religion, and even if they do not collude, they will not interfere in their affairs.

Not to mention... the background of the Spiritual God Religion is huge. They are not local monks, but foreign monks. "

Speaking of this, Chen Qianlong glanced at Fang Chen and asked tentatively: "Master Fang, is he a monk from the Spirit-Slaying Division?"

Everyone was slightly startled and looked at Fang Chen. Could it be that the person in front of them belonged to the Lingzhan Division?

But the existence of this department... is just a joke in the eyes of many people. They have lost in many games with the Spiritual God Sect, and suffered countless defeats, even they have heard about it.

"good."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

"Master Fang... today's matter... I think it ends here."

Chen Qianlong said slightly helplessly.

Fang Chen stared at him for a while and nodded lightly: "Senior Qianlong does not want to be an enemy of the Spiritual God Sect. I can understand the reason why. I also ask senior Qianlong to lead the way for this junior. I want to see the old dragon."

"this……"

Chen Qianlong originally wanted to refuse, but thinking that he owed the other party a favor today, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay, I'll take you there, but don't have high hopes."

About half an hour or so.

Shilong and others returned here one after another.

"Your Majesty, everyone is dead, but nothing is left behind."

Shilong holds his fist in the air.

Everyone took a breath of cold air. Are all five Loose Immortals dead?

"It doesn't matter."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

Chen Qianlong finally understood that there would be no room for change between the person in front of him and the Spiritual God Sect.

He didn't want to involve too much, so he immediately left Qianlong City with Fang Chen and flew towards the old Jiaolong retreat.

On the way, Chen Qianlong tried to talk to Shi Long and others, but found that the group of loose immortals ignored him.

Occasionally, he would reply to him only at Fang Chen's suggestion, and he became more and more curious about Fang Chen's true origin.

I thought that the retreat of the old dragon was full of forbidden laws, but I never expected that it was in a seemingly ordinary valley, where even spiritual power was not very abundant.

Ordinary monks would deliberately avoid such places, just like ordinary people would not want to go to places full of pickled things.

There is a small river in the valley. By the river, an old man with white hair and white beard is sitting, holding a bamboo pole in his hand as if he is fishing.

Even if Chen Qianlong came behind him with Fang Chen, the old man ignored him and focused on looking at the river.

After about a while of tea, the old man suddenly pulled out the fishing rod, and saw a plump fish rising up in response.

The old man laughed, untied the hook and threw the fat fish into the river, and then continued fishing.

After a while, the fat fish took the bait again, and was thrown into the river by the old man again.

After repeating this for more than ten times, the old man put away the fishing rod with satisfaction, glanced at Fang Chen and Chen Qianlong, and said calmly:

"Don't hang around here, go sit over with me."

He led the two of them to a wooden house, brought three wicker chairs, sat on one himself, and motioned for Fang Chen and Chen Qianlong to each sit on one.

Chen Qianlong smiled bitterly: "Dad, I won't sit down anymore. This little brother is here today..."

"I saw what happened in Qianlong City."

The old dragon said calmly: "If this kid hadn't intervened, would you still be standing here?

I usually ask you to grow your heart and mind, but you don't listen. Six thousand years old is not a big birthday. It won't be too late to wait until you live to my age. "

"That's what my father taught me."

Chen Qianlong did not dare to refute.

"Boy, why are you here today? If you think that I will come out to help you deal with the Spiritual God Sect because you saved Chen Qianlong's life, you are totally wrong."

The old dragon said calmly: "I have countless heirs, and the death of one or two will not hurt at all."

"..."

Chen Qianlong felt that he was humiliating himself, so he whispered: "Dad, should I leave first?"

"roll."

The old dragon waved his hand.

Chen Qianlong turned around and left without saying a word, obviously a little angry.

When Fang Chen saw this, he immediately took out the token given to him by the Heavenly Evil Dragon Girl and handed it to the old dragon:

"Senior, Grandma Tiansha said that with this token, I can take action once for you."

"She's not dead?"

The old dragon took the token and his eyes moved slightly.

"not dead."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

"That's not bad."

The old dragon smiled, looked at the token a few times, and then shook his head slightly:

“If you had come a few hundred years earlier, I could still fulfill my promise and help you once.

It's too late now. Whenever I leave this valley, a thunder disaster will fall from the sky. This thunder disaster is so unusual that I can't bear it and can only hide. "

"Before this junior came, I heard some rumors. It seems to be groundless. Senior was indeed trapped by thunder."

Fang Chen sighed slightly. No wonder the other party wanted to stay in this place. The spiritual power here was very thin. He might have used some means to avoid triggering the thunder disaster.

"Isn't it?"

The old dragon smiled and said, "If you are chased by someone, you can hide here for a while. They don't dare to enter here without permission, but it is difficult for me to take action."

"Senior, what if the lightning disaster can be resolved?"

Fang Chen said.