Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Fang Xiaotian and Fang Xiaohua had already begun to look forward to that scene.

Fang Xiaohua couldn't help but ask: "Brother, you won't leave when you come back this time, right?"

"We still have to go."

Fang Chen sighed.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, and their mood became a little depressed.

They just found out that they had a big brother, but the other person couldn't stay in Dasheng Kyoto, which made them feel very uncomfortable.

"I originally wanted to take you with me, but this trip is dangerous and it's not good to take you with me."

Fang Chen said.

"Brother, how long will you be leaving this time?"

Fang Xiaotian asked.

"It's estimated that it comes and goes every two to three hundred years."

Fang Chen estimated.

"Two, two or three hundred years!?"

Fang Xiaotian and Fang Xiaotian looked at each other, and their eyes suddenly turned red.

For them, it is not easy to live for two to three hundred years.

Even for monks in the Qi refining stage, their lifespan is only over a hundred years old, and they can only live to be over two hundred years old when they reach the foundation building stage...

"At the beginning, the time will be a little difficult, but when you all cross the threshold of practice, you will naturally feel that practice is timeless."

Fang Chen smiled and said: "On weekdays, you two go to the Pingyao Pavilion to practice, but I will also find a few brothers and sisters to accompany you and guide you in your practice.

When I come back, maybe you will already be monks of the third level, and you can live for more than a thousand years by then. "

"More than a thousand years..."

It's hard for Fang Xiaotian to imagine how long this has been.

Fang Xiaohua subconsciously said: "I eat ten bowls of Yangchun noodles a day. How much money will it cost if I eat them for more than a thousand years? It seems not good to live too long..."

"Brother, the brothers and sisters you mentioned..."

Fang Xiaotian's expression suddenly changed.

"They are not of my parents' blood, but they are my subordinates."

Fang Chen smiled.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes, and in the dark, he felt the endless journey and established connections with the figures.

"Transformation."

The figures suddenly dissipated and disappeared into the void.

"Ningdao."

Suddenly, figures appeared one after another around Fang Chen.

First there was a middle-aged swordsman, Fang Bahuang.

Then there is a ten-year-old child with six arms.

Fang Bodhisattva, whose body is pitch black and has golden lines.

The crane-haired boy's face is filled with thunderous lightning.

Fang Yin soldiers dressed as generals.

Young scholar Fang Yanguang.

A faceless woman has no beginning.

The thin and gloomy Fang Dashen.

The eight incarnations are all condensed, and each incarnation is a first-turn immortal at this moment.

Fang Xiaotian and Fang Xiaohua were stunned.

"Eight of the eight first-level immortals can actually reach higher levels of combat power, but they may still be a little bit behind..."

Fang Chen thought about it and felt that there still had to be someone with high enough combat power to take charge.

"A master will come over after a while to give you guidance on your swordsmanship practice."

Fang Chen smiled at the two of them.

"Big, big brother, their cultivation is..."

Fang Xiaotian stuttered a little.

"These eight are all first-level immortals, which are what we call immortals here."

Fang Chen said.

Eight immortals! ?

Fang Xiaotian was stunned. He couldn't imagine that one day he would have eight immortals to guide his practice.

I'm afraid the only people who receive this kind of treatment are the children from the top clans in Kyoto, right?

Fang Xiaohua didn't have much emotion about this, but she took a fancy to Fang Wushi, the only woman among the eight incarnations.

"Why does this sister have no face?"

Fang Xiaohua asked curiously.

"Xiaohua, don't talk nonsense."

Fang Xiaotian quickly pulled her up, and then apologized to Fang Wushi:

"Senior, Xiaohua is young and ignorant. Please forgive her."

"It's out of the way."

Fang Wushi said softly.

The sound is ethereal.

At the same time, the lines on his face began to change, transforming into a face.

Fang Chen was slightly startled, Fang Wushi's face looked exactly the same as that of Fairy Jade.

It seemed that he was somewhat affected by the thoughts in his mind.

"Sister is so beautiful."

Fang Xiaohua’s eyes were full of little stars.

"Xiaohua, big brother wants to borrow this pendant of yours."

Fang Chen coughed solemnly and said.

Pendant?

Fang Xiaotian was slightly startled, and a wry smile suddenly appeared on his face. He knew how much Xiaohua valued this pendant.

I thought Xiaohua would cry twice, but she didn't expect that she just took off the pendant with a look of reluctance and handed it to Fang Chen:

"Brother, what do you use it for?"

"I am promoted to a second-level immortal, so I need to take it. It is a spiritual material."

Fang Chen thought for a while and said softly.

"You want to eat it? My brother said before that I only remember to eat all day long. I didn't expect you to be more greedy than me. I can't even bite such a hard thing."

Fang Xiaohua couldn't help but laugh.

Fang Chen glanced at the tooth of the Dao Sword in his hand. Sure enough, there seemed to be a little tooth mark on it...

"Xiaohua, will you be reluctant to part with it?"

Fang Chen smiled.

Fang Xiaohua nodded: "I'm a little bit reluctant, but knowing that my parents are still alive, I won't be so reluctant.

When I see my father next time, I will ask him to give me something. "

"Good boy."

Fang Chen patted Fang Xiaohua's head gently, and then looked at Fang Xiaotian:

"You are also a good boy. My parents have not been around these past few years, but you have made Xiaohua fat in vain."

Fang Xiaotian looked embarrassed.

"These eight people will live in the small courtyard from now on. You can go to Pingyao Pavilion to practice on weekdays, but it's best to keep a low profile.

When something happens, don’t rush into action, think about it here. "

Fang Chen nodded his head: "If you are not the opponent's opponent for the time being, you can tolerate it for a while.

It is best to use leverage to solve troubles so that you can act in secret without being exposed. "

Fang Chen's words at this moment were words of wisdom to Fang Xiaotian's ears. He immediately nodded and imprinted these words deeply in his mind.

"Brother is leaving. Wait until I come back to pick you up."

Fang Chen waved his hands with a smile, turned and left.

The two of them walked to the door and watched Fang Chen's figure disappear on the street, feeling lost in their hearts.

But Fang Xiaotian quickly cheered up and held Xiaohua's hand:

"Xiaohua, my parents are not dead. We still have brothers and sisters. We are no longer dependent on each other. We have to live well and wait for the day we are reunited."

"Um!"

Fang Xiaohua nodded vigorously.

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"Xiao Zhou, who holds the Hundred Blood Gentian?"

"In the hands of a Rank-6 Immortal here, if he can afford the Immortal Crystal, he should be able to buy it easily."

"Sixth Transformation Immortal?"

Fang Chen thought about it and decided that Ji Gang would have to come forward together in this matter.

He went to find the Sixth Transformation Immortal like this, but the other party wouldn't see him at all.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen flew back to the Zhulong and told Ji Gang about it.

"Okay, Fang Core and I will go together."

Ji Gang nodded lightly.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, let me go with you too."

Xiao Honglian Immortal Way.

"Then why don't we all go together?"

Elder Qin suggested: "I am quite good at this kind of business."

"That's fine."

The next moment, the Zhulong swaggered directly into the victory over Kyoto.

In an instant, countless early warning formations of Victory Kyoto were activated one after another, and a pair of eyes fell on the Zhulong, with a hint of surprise, a hint of solemnity, a hint of hostility, and a hint of suspicion.