Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"you?"

The young master of Pingyao Pavilion looked Fang Chen up and down and couldn't help but smile:

"It turns out that these two brothers and sisters also know a few monks. Are you a friend of their dead father?"

The other party's words immediately made the young man with a bruised nose and face become furious. His spiritual power surged wildly in his body, and he immediately condensed a fireball and hit the young master of the Pingyao Pavilion.

"Bold, do you even dare to attack your senior brother?"

A cold shout directly dispersed the fragile fireball.

Everyone looked up and saw an elegant middle-aged man standing on the eaves of Pingyao Pavilion. He was wearing a green robe, and the robe was rustling in the wind.

"Master!"

The boys and girls nearby were busy saluting.

The owner of the Pingyao Pavilion is a golden elixir-level monk, and at least in their street, he is already a well-known person.

When the brother and sister saw the middle-aged man appear, a look of awe appeared in their eyes.

Only then did the young master of the Pingyao Pavilion react. Seeing that the other party dared to throw fireballs at him, he became furious and shouted at the middle-aged man:

"Dad, not only did Fang Xiaotian not pay the tuition, he also united with the monks outside to attack me! Please teach them a lesson!"

The leader of the Pingyao Pavilion's eyes were like lightning, and he glanced back and forth on Fang Chen. After a few breaths, he chuckled and jumped down, his figure floating in the air, carrying a sense of tranquility.

All the boys and girls nearby looked fascinated, and the brother and sister felt a thump in their hearts, with a look of panic in their eyes.

Just when the master of the Pingyou Pavilion was about to touch the ground, an inexplicable pressure suddenly fell on him like a huge mountain.

There was a hint of shock in his eyes, and the moment his feet landed on the ground, his knees slammed into the ground, and then he slid all the way to Fang Chen, leaving two traces behind him that were plowed out by his knees.

There was silence nearby, and even some passing monks who were not very interested in this matter couldn't help but stop and look here.

In addition to the Pingyao Pavilion, there are several monasteries on this street. The owners of the respective temples also came out one after another and looked at the Pingyao Pavilion in surprise.

"How could the owner..."

The young girl's face was full of astonishment, and she gradually came back to her senses.

The young owner exclaimed: "Dad!??"

"Why does this museum owner need to pay such a big courtesy?"

Fang Chen chuckled and shook his head, "Get up, it won't have a good impact in public."

"yes……"

The leader of the Pingyao Pavilion suddenly felt that the pressure on his body disappeared, and then he stood up in surprise. His face no longer had the aloof feeling just now, but there was a hint of fear.

How could these two wild boys know such a monk?

The other party is Nascent Soul?

If it was really Nascent Soul, he would already be a lecturer of considerable status in the Dasheng Dynasty, and he would be infinitely better than a golden elixir like him!

Thinking of this, the owner of Pingyao Pavilion quickly whispered:

"Are these two yours...?"

"My surname is Fang."

Fang Chen smiled.

"The same surname as Fang Xiaotian?"

"Is he an uncle from the same clan?"

"It turns out that Fang Xiaotian's brother and sister also have some background. The master of the hall suddenly knelt down just now. He must have been suppressed by this monk with force!"

"Fortunately, I didn't talk to Fang Xiaotian much before, and I never offended him..."

There were whispers nearby, and the young master finally came to his senses at this moment. He was vaguely aware of what happened just now, and his face turned pale.

Brother and sister Fang Xiaotian and Fang Xiaohua looked at each other with a look of confusion in their eyes.

Fang Xiaohua subconsciously planned to speak, but Fang Chen glanced at her, blinked slightly, and then she realized what she was doing and immediately covered her mouth with her hand.

"It seems that this person must be a relative of Fang Xiaotian. I didn't expect that his crazy father would have such a background."

The owner of the Pingyao Pavilion took a deep breath, put a smile on his face, cupped his hands and said:

"Senior, it was just a random fight between children. One misunderstanding after another, just solve it."

"Don't Xiaotian owe you tuition? How much he owes, I will give it to you first on his behalf."

Fang Chen smiled.

"No, no, I don't actually owe it. Before Xiaotian's parents left, I actually saved a sum of spiritual stones here, which was enough for their practice. It's just that the accountant in the library was not careful enough and ignored this account. "

The owner of the Pingyao Pavilion said quickly.

At this moment, several monks in white clothes walked through the crowd and walked towards this side.

"Someone was fighting here just now?"

The leading monk in white said calmly.

When the young host saw this, his eyes suddenly moved, and he quickly pointed at Fang Chen and said:

"Sir in white, this is the man. He just used his cultivation to force my father to kneel down."

"Son of a bitch!"

The leader of the Pingyao Pavilion had no time to stop him. He could only curse in his heart, and then looked at the white-clothed monks with an apologetic smile:

"Several adults in white, it's actually just a misunderstanding. I will be responsible for repairing the damaged floor tiles on the street. It can be repaired today."

"Misunderstanding? But it was always a move."

The leader in Baiyi frowned slightly, his eyes fell on Fang Chen, and he said calmly:

"During the Immortal Ascension Meeting, all the rules will be a little stricter. Normally, we would not intervene forcefully even if there is a misunderstanding. But today, fellow Taoists are afraid that they will have to come with us."

The young owner was secretly happy.

"And you, you have to go too."

The man in white looked at the owner of the Fairy Demon Hall.

The young host was stunned.

At this moment, a group of people in white clothes suddenly passed by in a hurry. The middle-aged man in white clothes at the front glanced this way, and then said to Fang Chen:

"This fellow Taoist, since he is an immortal, should know the rules of this place better, and he will not do it again."

Then he said to those men in white: "Don't worry about this matter."

He came in a hurry and left in a hurry. After he left with a group of people in white clothes, everyone only remembered the word "immortal".

Only those who have become immortals can be called immortals in the Dasheng Dynasty. And in every immortal meeting held in the Dasheng Dynasty, aren't the experts from all walks of life who come to participate just to achieve immortality here?

Those people in white clothes were stunned for a long time, then they gave a wry smile, cupped their hands at Fang Chen, turned around and left.

Obviously, the rules of the Dasheng Dynasty would be a bit more relaxed when facing immortals.

"Immortal!?"

"The relatives of these two brothers and sisters are immortals!?"

"hiss--"

It took several breaths for the people nearby to react.

The master of Pingyao Pavilion's legs were weak, and he forced himself to stand in front of the young master. He raised his hand and slapped him more than a dozen times, very hard. After the beating, he dragged the young master, who was full of broken teeth, to kneel in front of Fang Chen. .

"Senior, please forgive me!"

The young master was almost frightened at this moment. He never expected that the person in front of him was actually an immortal.

In Kyoto, only the top disciples can listen to the scriptures in front of the Immortal's Gate!

"Uncle is an immortal?"

Fang Xiaohua subconsciously looked at Fang Xiaotian.

Fang Xiaotian almost asked her what do you think I am doing?

He was more confused than anyone else.

Fang Chen was too lazy to look at the young owner and smiled at the middle-aged man:

"Let's just tell you how much tuition I owe you. You just said that, as if I was using my power to pressure others."