Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

The scene on the big screen gradually faded away.

The Red Flame Saint was still recalling the scene just now in his mind.

He smiled a little gloatingly:

"Fang Yanjun, Qin Wushen exists and has such an identity, but in the end he was killed by your Xianhong lineage.

Obviously, he was sent to Xuanhui Academy, which had a great impact on his future future.

The other son of the head of the Qin family will receive all the resources that should belong to Qin Wushen. "

Fang Chen didn't gloat about his misfortune. From the beginning, he could roughly guess Qin Wushen's fate.

But he didn't expect that even if the other party caused such trouble, he would be sent to Xuanhui Academy?

"Could it be that Senior Bai Yi knew this and arranged for me to enter Xuanhui Academy in the hope that I would be discovered by the Huo Sui lineage, or..."

Fang Chen suppressed his thoughts and his eyes gradually calmed down.

He could tell from the scene just now that in the next countless years, the old man and the others would probably suffer inhuman torture from Patriarch Huo Sui.

And he had no choice but to watch all this.

He even had to avoid being noticed by Qin Wushen in Xuanhui Academy.

If his current identity as the Lord of Immortal Hong is revealed.

He will have no place in the Qingming Supreme Alliance.

The teachers and classmates at Mercy Mountain would not help him at all.

"Fang Yanjun, what are you thinking about? Wait, Xuanhui Academy is the Xuanhui Academy you mentioned before?

Do you and Qin Wushen have a chance to meet? "

The Red Flame Saint looked shocked.

Now he and the other party both prosper and suffer.

If the opponent is killed, he will also be annihilated in the inner scene.

Until the interior undead is born in the interior and devours him!

"Don't worry too much. There are many people in Xuanhui Academy. Qin Wushen and I may not have a chance to meet each other. Even if we did, he wouldn't recognize me."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Before coming to Xuanhui Academy, his special pair of gray-white pupils had already returned to normal.

Although it was just a superficial appearance, after all, it was the senior in white who personally took action to cover it up. Not even Teacher Xu noticed anything was wrong, let alone Qin Wushen.

Apart from that, his identity is very clean.

The senior in white had told him clearly.

Even if someone investigates his past life thoroughly, he will still find that his past life was very clean.

"Senior in white is at least the Supreme Saint. Beings like these help me cover up. Qin Wushen still can't detect the clues."

"The next step is to practice well. If you can't be promoted to Qi Gathering Sainthood in the first semester, everything will be empty talk."

The next two hundred years.

Fang Chen was as usual.

He neither went to the five-day battlefield nor took the initiative to stir up trouble.

Ji Lin and Mei Daoguang seemed to have disappeared for the past two hundred years, never showing up in front of him once.

Fang Chen relied on the magic of the cave to continuously collect Qi to nourish his body and the inner landscape.

Although he is not a saint, as long as he can keep borrowing the magic of the cave, he can continue to practice like the Qi-gathering Saint.

"With my current inner scene background, it will be no problem to imprint another magical power."

On this day, Fang Chen woke up from his practice and had such an idea.

He felt it was time to engrave another magical power.

He has already engraved two of the three magical powers of Mercy Mountain.

There is only one last step left, the Great Compassion Fist.

"Brother Fang, is he here?"

Outside the cave, there was a voice that had not been heard for many years.

Fang Chen walked out of the cave and saw Cai Sixiu and Lu Jiuwan talking in a low voice.

Seeing Fang Chen appear, the two of them first looked at Fang Chen's cultivation with scrutinizing eyes, and then Cai Sixiu said in a nonchalant manner:

"Brother Fang, do you know why Ji Lin hasn't shown up for two hundred years?"

"Why?"

Fang Chen smiled.

Cai Sixiu sighed:

"This guy got really lucky. After fighting you, he suddenly realized something and was promoted to the Qi-harvesting Sainthood.

Over the past two hundred years, he has been consolidating his cultivation. "

"Who would have thought that the guy you took care of so easily is now ahead of all of us.

Be the first student in our generation to be promoted to the Holy Position of Qi Collection? "

Lu Jiuwan smiled and said:

“Do you still remember Wu Qiong from Kuishui’s lineage?

I originally wanted to marry you, but I heard that you are now Ji Lin’s woman..."

Fang Chen was also a little surprised.

He originally thought that one of Wu Qiong's group would be the first to be promoted to the Qi Collection Holy Position.

I didn’t expect that it would be Ji Lin in the end.

"Did I go too far and make him realize his shame and become brave again?"

Fang Chen thought secretly in his heart.

"Ji Lin has been promoted to the Qi Collection Sainthood, and his cultivation level is very different from yours. He will not come to trouble you in the future. After all, the school still has some rules.

But Brother Fang, you have to be careful. Although Mei Daoguang has not yet been promoted, his strength has improved greatly in the past two hundred years, and he has engraved another magical power. "

Cai Sixiu said:

“This guy’s understanding of magical powers seems to be far superior to mine, first the Jiuji Fist, and now the ‘Ten Thousand Magic Arrows’.

These two magical powers are the most top-notch existences in Jiuji Mountain. "

"It's true that the two of you came to report the news, but I have been so low-key these years. I think they should have forgotten my existence."

Fang Chen smiled and cupped his hands.

"Mei Daoguang has not forgotten you. It was he who asked us to pass the message. We thought we would drop by, so we came over to remind you.

He said that after some time, he would invite you to have a battle in front of this year's freshmen. "

Cai Si practiced Taoism.

"This year's new class? Five hundred years have passed."

Fang Chen's eyes were dazed for a moment.

Unexpectedly, the years of training here passed by very quickly.

"Yes, our human race has a lot more people this year. There are more than 300 new students. I also heard that some of them are half-saints who are less than 500 years old."

Cai Si practiced Taoism.

"Brother Fang, we have conveyed the news, so we will leave now."

Lu Jiuwan tugged at the corner of Cai Sixiu's clothes, cupped his hands at Fang Chen, and turned to leave.

A half-saint who is less than five hundred years old?

Fang Chen's eyes moved.

If we calculate the time, it seems to be about the same.

Are there any acquaintances with him among these half-saints who are less than five hundred years old?

Fang Chen immediately left the interior location and flew towards the outside of the Human Race Academy.

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"You will have the first semester of a thousand years. During this thousand years, if you cannot be promoted to the Qi-Collecting Sainthood, you will have to leave Xuanhui Academy."

"But don't worry, at least the benefits you get from Xuanhui Academy are enough for you to enjoy endlessly."

Taishi Wenzhang brought more than 300 freshmen to the outside of Wutian Palace and began to explain as before.

At this time, he suddenly looked up and was a little surprised when he saw it was Fang Chen:

"How did you come?"

Everyone felt an aura similar to theirs from Fang Chen, but the aura was obviously more powerful, and they guessed that Fang Chen was an old student.

"Senior Brother Taishi, I happened to be passing by here. Are they the freshmen of this class?"

Fang Chen smiled, and then his eyes fell on the hundreds of unruly faces in front of him.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded:

"I heard that there are many geniuses under 500 years old in this class? Who are they?" (End of Chapter)