Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Don't tell anyone about awakening your magical powers for the time being. Just do what you do on a daily basis, and don't easily use your magical powers to fight against the enemy. Otherwise, with your strength, even today's martial saints may not be able to take it on."

Fang Chen warned softly.

Fang Hai and Fang Ling were still in a semi-dazed state, so they could only nod subconsciously, and the joy in their hearts even became a little unreal.

There is always a question in my mind.

Have they really...awakened their supernatural powers? Has he become an awakened person that has not appeared in the Hechuan Fang clan for many years?

The next morning.

Fang Hai and the others woke up from their dreams and quickly mobilized the magical power in their bodies. When the two of them saw lightning wrapped around their bodies, tears burst into their eyes.

"This is not a dream..."

Fang Hai murmured to himself.

His family was poor since he was a child. Not to mention becoming a magical person, if he could become a blood-moving warrior, he would be able to greatly improve the environment at home.

But now, he has reached the sky in one step. From now on, his family will no longer be afraid of not having rice to cook, nor will he be afraid that his mother will have no money to take medicine if she gets sick, and will have to suffer!

Fang Ling's thoughts were similar to Fang Haixiang's, but her thoughts were more delicate, and she immediately took Fang Hai and ran to find Fang Chen to pay his respects.

But he saw that Fang Chen had already gotten up and was standing in the yard doing Liezu Fist, but his technique was slow.

The two men immediately stepped forward, bowed and said:

"Uncle Fang."

"What's the difference between today and yesterday?"

Fang Chen asked without stopping.

"Today...it feels a little more real..."

Fang Hai said subconsciously.

"Well, suddenness always makes people feel ethereal, because this power does not fully belong to you yet.

Once you fully master it and integrate it, you won’t feel like you did yesterday. "

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

The two of them suddenly realized that it was because this power did not belong to them yet, so they had nightmares one night after another, dreaming that they had lost their magical power again.

"Continue to practice the technique, it will help you quickly master this power."

Fang Chen said again.

The two responded quickly.

"Is Uncle Fang here?"

Fang Qiurou's voice sounded outside the hospital.

Hearing this, Fang Hai hurriedly stepped forward to open the door, and then looked at Fang Qiurou with excitement. Only thinking of Fang Chen's instructions, he kept the words in his heart.

"Xiao Hai, are you used to staying with Uncle Fang?"

Fang Qiurou smiled and patted Fang Hai's head.

Fang Hai was extremely grateful to the woman in front of him.

His opportunity came because of her.

If it hadn't been for her, I might not have even been able to get such an opportunity as a member of a humble family!

"Sister Qiurou, I'm fine here."

Fang Hai whispered.

"That's good."

Fang Qiurou smiled, then stepped forward and bowed to Fang Chen, then said:

"Uncle Fang, today is the day for the Fang family in Hechuan to worship their ancestors. Dad asked me to call you, and we will go up the mountain to burn incense together."

After a pause, she lowered her voice and said:

"Today, someone may attack the clan leader. Dad has already gone to prepare. He hopes that Uncle Fang can also be present."

"Then let's go together."

Fang Chen nodded lightly.

Soon, Fang Chen and his two children got into Fang Qiurou's carriage, surrounded by hundreds of servants, and drove out of the mansion.

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Tianfang Mountain, this mountain is where the ancestors of the Fang family are buried. People are not allowed to go up the mountain without permission on weekdays. If they are caught, there is no need for the government to take action. The Fang family has the right to deal with it here.

Today, countless people from the Fang clan rushed towards Tianfang Mountain with their families and children.

They pray every year on the day of worshiping their ancestors, hoping that the next generation of their family will have a bright future and give birth to a Wuhou Guangzong and honor their ancestors.

When people on the road saw Fang Qiurou's motorcade, they all gave way, their eyes full of envy and a trace of jealousy.

Fang Yue is a typical example of honoring his ancestors in recent years.

Born into a poor family, he became Marquis Wu, the chief instructor of the Fang family in Hechuan.

He teaches the most outstanding Fang family disciples.

It seems like a hard job, so you might as well spend your limited time practicing.

But everyone in the Fang family knows that there is a profound meaning behind the responsibility of the great coach.

In the future, these outstanding talents will become weapons, and they are all taught by Fang Yue.

Even if Fang Yue cannot become the clan leader, he can still become the clan elder of the branch.

It's just that Fang Yue's behavior has been criticized recently. The criticism is not on him, but on Fang Longshan.

Because of some of Fang Longshan's actions, Fang Yue, who was trained by him, became one of the unwelcome figures in the eyes of many people.

Half an hour later, the carriage had reached halfway up the mountain. Going up further, you would have to rely on your legs to walk.

When Fang Chen and his two children got off the carriage, countless eyes fell on him.

Suddenly there were many whispers and pointing fingers.

The four children from poor families who dropped out of school are now heading towards the mountain with their seven aunts and eight aunts, led by their parents.

When they saw Fang Chen, they all showed a hint of embarrassment and did not dare to look directly.

But their family members looked dissatisfied and had no good looks.

At this moment, another group of carriages and horses arrived halfway up the mountain.

Fang Sheng, who was dressed up for traveling, got off the carriage with his wife and servants. When he saw Fang Qiurou, Fang Sheng suddenly smiled and said:

"Niece Qiurou, isn't this a coincidence?"

"Uncle Fang Sheng, I thought you had gone to the mountain long ago."

Fang Qiurou smiled.

"I woke up a little late, haha."

Fang Sheng laughed, then looked at Fang Chen, cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"Brother Fang Chen, we only met briefly last time and never had the chance to see each other again. Are we going to the mountain to worship our ancestors this time?"

"yes."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded.

Fang Sheng smiled, not knowing what he was thinking, and his eyes fell on Fang Hai and Fang Ling again.

The two of them bowed to Fang Sheng, who looked cautious.

As children from a humble family, they naturally knew about Fang Sheng, a big shot in the Huo Feng branch.

"What did you two learn from being under Brother Fang Chen?"

Fang Sheng smiled.

The two were slightly startled, and Fang Hai said respectfully:

"I have benefited a lot from Uncle Fang's disciples, but the essence is not enough for outsiders to understand."

The essence?

Fang Sheng held back his laughter, but the people nearby laughed out loud without giving Fang Hai face.

Fang Hai and Fang Ling had also heard some rumors during this period. The other four friends were shaken because of this and were taken away by their families.

Now seeing the people around them laughing and joking like this, both of them felt angry.

"Don't let insignificant emotions control your sanity. Now is not a good time to reveal your identity as a supernatural being. Bear with it."

Fang Chen's voice sounded in Erxiao's ears.

When Er Xiao heard this, he took a deep breath, and then stood behind Fang Chen without saying a word.

"Speaking of which, this boy of mine almost became a disciple of Brother Fang Chen. It's a pity, it's a pity."

Fang Sheng patted the head of the boy next to him with a look of emotion on his face.

The young man looked at Fang Hai and the two with a trace of pity, and then looked at Fang Chen indifferently without saying a word.

"Uncle Fang Sheng, let's go up the mountain first. If we miss the auspicious time, the clan leader will be angry."

Fang Qiurou smiled slightly.

"Okay, let's go up the mountain first."

Fang Sheng nodded reservedly, with a slightly meaningful smile in his eyes.