Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Hahaha, this old beggar has a bad brain, but he is quite obedient. I will let you go today, but be more clever with your tactics next time."

Seeing how obedient Li Jingnian was, one of the Zhujis laughed loudly, wiped the dirt off his feet and left.

"Steamed buns, steamed buns, haha."

Li Jingnian grabbed the other party's sleeve again and said, "Wine, there's still wine."

The Ji Zhu's face darkened. He didn't expect the other party to be so ignorant. He immediately kicked Li Jingnian away and left with a cold snort.

Li Jingnian was kicked and hit the steps on the roadside. He hunched over and did not move for a long time.

"People say that Yang Shen is crazy and crazy, and he is jokingly called an oddity.

The old swordsman of the dignified Xuxian Sword Sect was humiliated by Ji Zhu today. Have Master Yunhe, the old man and the others experienced countless similar scenes? "

"Father and mother, they..."

Fang Chen's expression was extremely complicated. He could already guess that this kind of thing would happen to every Yang Shen.

There is probably only one way for these Yangshen to return to normal.

Completely breaking the taboo technique of the demon clan, or there is no need for these Yang gods to maintain the taboo technique they used back then.

This road is very difficult.

Fortunately, many people are on the road now, so there is always a glimmer of hope.

"Old beggar, this is no place for you to stay. Leave Duanxu. You won't be able to survive in Duanxu."

A shopkeeper on the roadside came out, threw a few steamed buns to Li Jingnian, sighed softly, and returned to the shop to greet the customers again.

Li Jingnian seemed to smell the smell of steamed buns, and suddenly became very awake. He immediately sat up straight and started to devour it.

A few breaths later, a figure came to Li Jingnian and handed him a dark green wine bottle.

The wine bottle exuded a strong aroma of wine. Li Jingnian suddenly raised his head and took the bottle without hesitation and drank it in one gulp.

"Good wine, good wine, haha."

Li Jingnian wiped his mouth, nodded repeatedly to Fang Chen, and laughed with satisfaction.

This wine bottle was given to Fang Chen by the elder Donghua. He found that as long as the power of water was injected into it, it could be directly turned into fine wine.

Although it is not a good treasure, for alcoholics, its value is extremely high.

"Do you still want to drink?"

Fang Chen smiled.

"think."

Li Jingnian nodded repeatedly.

"Then come with me."

Without saying a word, Li Jingnian immediately followed Fang Chen and left.

In the eyes of outsiders, Fang Chen is obviously an accomplished master.

As a result, a dirty old beggar was followed behind him. This combination attracted the attention of many passers-by.

"It stinks!"

"Can a beggar stay in an inn!?"

"Do you care about the shopkeeper!?"

Li Jingnian had just followed Fang Chen into the inn, which immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of many residents.

When the shopkeeper heard the news, he came with a wry smile, cupped his fists at Fang Chen and said:

"Fellow Taoist, what are you doing?"

"Give him a room next door to me, and arrange for a few servants to wash him, put him into clean clothes, and serve him a table of food and wine."

Fang Chen casually threw a middle-grade spiritual stone to the shopkeeper.

When the guests who looked dissatisfied just now saw this middle-grade spiritual stone, they immediately closed their mouths, looked away, and chatted with each other, as if they had never spoken just now.

When the shopkeeper saw Lingshi and the other guests who didn't dare to complain, he immediately beamed with joy.

"It's easy to talk about. I'll arrange it for fellow Taoist."

Not long after, Li Jingnian had become clean and was sitting in the room eating wine and meat.

"My cultivation has not deteriorated, but my memory has disappeared."

Fang Chen sat aside and watched quietly.

The wine in the dark green bottle is no ordinary wine.

After all, it was the handiwork of the Ancient Immortal. It was a fine wine created by using the power of ordinary water. If you drink a few more sips, it would not be a problem to be drunk to death for an ascension period.

Even an ordinary immortal would not dare to drink cup after cup like Li Jingnian.

"Old Sword Immortal?"

Fang Chen suddenly spoke tentatively.

Li Jingnian's movements didn't pause at all, and he obviously couldn't tell that Fang Chen was calling him.

"Old Sword Immortal, do you remember that you have a sword that hides the edge and a sword that defends the clumsy side?"

Fang Chen said again.

Li Jingnian just looked at him stupidly, smiled, and continued to concentrate on the fine wine and food on the table.

Fang Chen sighed lightly and returned to his room.

Naturally, the fact that he brought people back could not be hidden from the Taoist Que, who asked softly:

"You just brought an old beggar back. What's wrong? He has an old relationship with you?"

"Like an old friend."

Fang Chen said casually: "It will not affect our mission this time."

"That's good."

Taoist Que nodded lightly.

In the next few months, the two of them kept staring at the emperor.

Everyone who came into contact with Huang Deng Dao was recorded one by one.

It's just that most of these people are monks in Duanxu, and their cultivation level is not very high. Some are only at the lower fourth level, and occasionally some are at the middle third level.

The huge Duan Ruins, ever since Fang Chen came here, groups of day soldiers and night soldiers arrived at Duan Ruins one after another.

They were stationed in every corner of the ruins, with solemn expressions and eyes scanning the passers-by.

The house where Huang Dengdao is located is filled with hundreds of wandering souls from the Sun Traveling lineage.

They are all led by Du Yunxu personally.

It can be said that from that day on, no matter where Huang Dengdao went, there were eyes staring at him. Even when he was practicing, there would be people watching.

On this day, Du Yunxu moved, came to Fang Chen, and said softly:

"Your Majesty, there are guests at his house."

Fang Chen nodded lightly, his soul left his body, and flew into Huangdeng Road's house with Du Yunxu.

Huang Dengdao was chatting with a middle-aged monk in the living room, talking about irrelevant things.

But this was the first time a guest came to visit Huangdeng Road after Fang Chen had been here for several months.

The visitor's cultivation level has also reached the realm of immortals. Although he is only a first-level immortal, it can prove that the visitor is not a Duanxu monk, or is related to the things they are supervising.

After the two chatted for a while, Huang Dengdao suddenly laid down a forbidden law and rushed to the person and asked:

"How's it going? Have you brought anything?"

"Brought it."

The visitor suddenly took out something. It looked like a stone, but it was not a stone. It exuded a very special aura.

"Is this Yang Shou?"

Fang Chen frowned slightly.

The Yang Shou in front of him seemed a little different.

"This is a good thing. The Holy Son has spent a lot of effort on this thing. With this thing here, do those Yang gods still have a way to survive?

As long as they die cleanly, the magic of evil disaster can sweep through the nine regions in an instant! "

Huang Dengdao's eyes were shining, and he couldn't put it down while holding this thing.

Suddenly, Fang Chen seemed to understand something.

The appearance of the demonic disaster was to deal with the forbidden technique that Yang Shen had jointly performed.

Subsequently, a steady stream of monks continued to join here, bearing the risk of memory loss to maintain the forbidden technique.

If these Yang Gods are hunted down one by one, the forbidden techniques they used will become even more unstable.

On the contrary, the evil disaster will become stronger and stronger!

"smell good!"

Suddenly, Li Jingnian appeared in the living room in an instant, staring at the piece of Yangshou and almost drooling.