Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Sea of ​​Immortals and Demons, Great Shifting Array in the Starry Sky.

Lu Qingshu's panicked figure appeared from the void, and happened to bump into Yan Haoran and others.

Both sides looked at each other, speechless.

"You... shouldn't be here."

Lu Qingshu looked strange: "Have you seen the scene in Daxia? The old dragon came here and killed several first-level sword cultivators in our company."

"I did see it."

Yan Haoran and others looked at each other and nodded lightly.

Lu Qingshu suddenly understood: "So you are also going back to the Prison Wind Land to bring reinforcements? Where is Fang Chen? Why didn't you bring him with you?"

He looked left and right, but saw no sign of Fang Chen.

"We... also have some situations."

Yan Haoran pondered.

"Impossible. Someone in Huangyuan is always watching. As long as he doesn't take action, who else here can stop you from joining forces?"

Lu Qingshu frowned.

The Loose Immortals of the Earth Bear Star, the Tianjian Division and the Spiritual God Sect all have detailed information, and each one is recorded in the book.

The appearance of the old dragon was indeed an accident, but other than him, it was impossible for the rest of the immortals to take the lead in this matter.

The one in Huangyuan was also being watched and never moved, so who else could stop Yan Haoran and the others?

"Before you went to Daxia, you didn't expect the old dragon to show up, right?"

Yan Haoran muttered: "Before we took action against Fang Chen, we didn't expect that he himself had a second-level cultivation level."

"T-Two turns!?"

Lu Qingshu took a deep breath and said in astonishment: "Do you know what you are talking about? There is nothing much to say about this guy's background. He has been practicing for less than a hundred years, how can he be the second turn?

Li Changsheng knew everything about him before he took him to Prison Wind! "

Know everything?

There was a sneer in everyone's heart.

If you really want to know everything, you should know the other party's methods in the underworld.

Less than a hundred years of practice? They even suspected that this person was the reincarnation of a certain true immortal!

That's all I know.

They did not show the contempt in their hearts, but said solemnly:

"There's nothing to argue about in this matter. His method was indeed a second-level swordsman, because your Tianjian Division had a second-level sword cultivator who was beheaded by him."

"..."

Lu Qingshu fell into silence. He took out a communication talisman and tried to establish contact with someone. However, he didn't get a reply for a long time. He already half believed what Yan Haoran and others said.

Tianjian Division currently only has five second-rank members, which is the foundation they have accumulated through hard work over the years.

This time, Li Wuwu did not come to Prison Wind in person, but sent the second-rank sword cultivator to lead the team.

They were going to Daxia, and the second-rank sword cultivator was following Yan Haoran and others.

The purpose is to bring the boy named Fang back to see Li Wuwang in person.

"Even if he is a second-rank swordsman, why can he kill a second-rank sword cultivator from our Tianjian Division?"

Lu Qingshu tried to find flaws in the words of Yan Haoran and others, hoping that they were wrong.

"Fang Chen is also a sword cultivator."

Yan Haoran sighed.

"How many moves did our second-level company sustain before losing? A hundred moves?"

Lu Qingshu's voice was a little astringent.

"Four Swords."

Yan Haoran said: "From the beginning to the end, Fang Chen only used four swords. Is the second rank sent by Senior Li this time the weakest second rank in your Tianjian Division?

It seems that he didn't take my master's words to heart. Your Tianjian Division lacks sincerity, and even Senior Li is unwilling to come in person.

If he had come, perhaps the situation would not be so passive. "

"Four Swords!?"

Lu Qingshu immediately jumped to his feet: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! That second-level talent is extremely talented, there is absolutely no way that he can lose with four swords!

You must have been fooled! "

After saying that, he stared at Yan Haoran: "May I ask, where is Xun Guozhu now?"

Yan Haoran took out a communication talisman, and after a while, he said calmly: "Still in the deserted courtyard."

"..."

Lu Qingshu's face was ashen and silent.

"Let's go back to Qiao Feng first. If Fang Chen comes after us, we are no match for him even if we are tied together.

What's more, the old dragon's matter must be reported to the police. "

Yan Haoran said.

Lu Qingshu had no objection. There were so many people here this time, but he was the only one who ran out. He had to go back to prison first.

Deserted courtyard.

The five gentlemen who rarely showed up on weekdays were now gathered together, each sitting behind a desk, drinking tea and looking at the two figures in the middle with a smile.

The two figures, one old and one young, have two or three points of similarity in appearance.

"Grandpa, this tea was found by a descendant of the royal family from a certain immortal ruins. It is probably the tea that real immortals drank in the past. I have drunk it and it has a nourishing effect on the soul. You can try it."

The young man poured a cup of tea for Mr.

"Yeah, good tea."

Mr. Xun took a sip, closed his eyes and drank the tea for a few breaths, then nodded in praise:

"How much more tea do you have? Get me 180 kilograms, and I will let all the Huangyuan disciples have a taste of the tea that the true immortal drinks."

The young man smiled bitterly and said: "Grandpa, I only got two kilograms back. If you think it tastes good, I will send it to you."

"Master, you are embarrassing the Holy Spirit."

Mr. Lu from the War Department drank the tea in his cup in one gulp and couldn't help laughing.

“Smells so good.”

A figure suddenly walked in outside the hall.

Everyone's expressions changed and their eyes were a little strange. Mr. Lu smiled and said:

"Mr. Fang is here, let's sit down and enjoy tea together. This is a rare opportunity. Ordinary people don't have many opportunities to drink the tea left by the real immortal."

Mr. Zhao smiled and said, "You have been spending time in the Fu Department recently. Do you have any insights?"

"I don't dare to say what I have learned. I just feel that the Tao of Talisman is profound and profound, and it takes a lot of effort to gain anything."

Fang Chen smiled and said. He was just about to sit on the vacant desk when his eyes suddenly swept over and landed on the young man, with a look of surprise on his face:

"Who is this……"

The young man had been looking at Fang Chen with a smile since he appeared. He smiled:

"Mr. Fang, I am the Emperor Xun Huan."

"Xiao Fang, you have never met my grandson, have you? He is the current emperor of Zhongzhou and the ancestor of the Incense Sect."

Mr. Xun waved with a smile: "Come over here and sit down. This tea is indeed delicious. You happen to be distracted and it will be good for your cultivation. Drink more."

"It turns out that the Emperor of Zhongzhou is in front of me. I'm rude."

Fang Chen hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed, then sat next to Mr. Xun, poured himself a cup of tea, drank it in one gulp, and showed a satisfied look.

"It tastes really good and nourishes the soul. I feel like after drinking this cup, I have increased my cultivation level for at least a year."

"In this way, I will ask someone to bring some tea to Mr. Fang. You happened to be promoted and distracted not long ago. This tea will be good for your cultivation.

From now on, the world will be led by young people like Mr. Fang. Now that the foundation is more solid, it will always be good for the future. "

Xun looked at Fang Chen with a smile.

Fang Chen looked at Xun Huan with a smile on his face: "Thank you, Your Majesty. You're welcome. If it's a hundred and eighty pounds... I'd be very grateful."

Everyone looked a little weird.

The smile on Xun Huan's face remained unchanged, but his gaze became deeper.