Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

At that time, none of the parties left directly, but stayed to watch Fang Chen's promotion process.

After all, he was promoted to the Holy Qi-gathering position after swallowing pure-blood Bodhi. They also wanted to see how Fang Chen's promotion would be different from that of ordinary Qi-gathering Saints.

Wang Chongsong looked envious and sighed, seeing that Fang Chen's aura had been rising to the point where he couldn't figure it out at all.

But he, who also swallowed the pure-blooded Bodhi, was far from being promoted to the holy position of Qi collection.

The gap and background between the two suddenly became apparent.

"Without this pure-blooded Bodhi, Fang Chen would have had no chance of being promoted to the Qi-Collecting Sainthood in the first semester."

Ji Lin's eyes became more and more gloomy. He originally thought that he had far surpassed the opponent in terms of cultivation and would also crush the opponent in terms of future.

But now, as soon as the fighting conference is over, the opponent has obtained a heaven-defying opportunity in full view of everyone.

I took the pure-blood Bodhi that only core disciples of Xuanhui Academy are eligible to take!

Now, not only did the other party's background in the inner scene have improved to a terrifying level, but his cultivation level would soon be the same as his. The gap that he had worked hard to open for many years would be filled up in one day. How could he be willing to do so?

"Ji Lin, you were promoted to the Saint of Qi Collection many years earlier than him. No matter how powerful the pure-blood Bodhi is, it is only the foundation of improvement. Even if he is promoted to the Saint of Early Stage of Qi Collection, he will still be far inferior to you."

Seeing Ji Lin's expression change, Wu Qiong couldn't help but offer words of comfort.

"What you said makes sense. When Fang Chen is promoted to the early stage of Qi gathering, I will just use this opportunity to have a fight with him and cleanse myself of the humiliation in an upright manner!"

Ji Lin's eyes brightened slightly, and his mood suddenly felt much better.

Perhaps sensing Ji Lin's thoughts, Mei Daoguang suddenly smiled:

"When Fang Chen is promoted to the Qi Gathering Holy Position, I can practice the Crazy Demon Fist on him. Hey, my punch will definitely maim him to death and make him cry for father and mother!"

After saying this, he glanced at Ji Lin:

"Are you planning to steal this opportunity from me? Be careful I kill your whole family."

Cai Sixiu and Lu Jiuwan looked at each other.

Ruan BuTong also looked strange.

You must know that Mei Daoguang had a grudge against Fang Chen because of Ji Lin.

Now Mei Daoguang actually said such things to Ji Lin?

"Is this guy really crazy?"

Ruan BuTong thought to himself and subconsciously distanced himself from Mei Daoguang.

Ji Lin was silent for a few moments, then forced a smile on his face:

"Brother Mei, don't worry, I won't steal this opportunity from you."

"That's good, that's good, hey hey hey."

Mei Daoguang laughed strangely and suddenly shouted to Fang Chen, who was being promoted not far away:

"Fang Chen! Hurry up and be promoted to Qi Gathering Saint, I want to fight with you, Jie Jie Jie——"

"Is that Mei Daoguang? He seems really crazy."

"Who can worship in the Fengxin Mountain, who is not a lunatic?"

"Sometimes I envy him. If he is crazy, he can enter the Fengxin Mountain to practice and become the disciple of the guarding teacher. Isn't it an opportunity?"

"He has already issued a challenge. If Fang Chen refuses Mei Daoguang's challenge in the early stages of his promotion to Qi Gathering, it may have some mental impact on his subsequent practice."

"I would refuse if it were my place. The influence will be the influence. What is there to fight against Mei Daoguang, who has just entered the holy position of collecting Qi?"

"That's not sure. Didn't he take pure blood Bodhi? Maybe he is different from ordinary newly promoted saints?"

Students from all sides whispered.

The teachers on each mountaintop also looked at each other in confusion. One of them briefly investigated Mei Daoguang's cultivation level and found that Mei Daoguang's background was very powerful, and it was not like he was in the early stages of Qi gathering.

"The cultivation method of the Sealing Heart Mountain is still somewhat authentic, but it's a pity that it requires a madman to practice it."

"It should not be popularized in the academy. These are all small paths. Only a few can walk them. They are of no great use to us humans."

"What we, the human race, need is the Great Way to Heaven. We need a universal master that can be used by the whole race. Even if it is weaker, it doesn't matter."

"exactly."

…

…

Fang Chen heard Mei Daoguang's voice, but was too lazy to pay attention.

He is now feeling various changes in the interior locations.

The river of celestial phenomena condensed from the Forgotten River Water and the Immortal Transformation Water began to sweep in all directions as he advanced to collect Qi.

The magical powers he had engraved in the inner scene were transformed into a vast area, and their power was greatly improved.

This process seems to be some kind of sublimation of the interior location.

The connection between the majestic and majestic interior land and him was further developed, and the power of countless interior scenes poured into his body, improving his own cultivation and supernatural powers.

The endless interior sky seems to be shrouded by a large curtain with unclear boundaries.

A completely different picture is being presented above.

In the ground that was burning with endless flames, one after another familiar figures to Fang Chen were digging hard like slaves in the mines.

Occasionally, sparks would fly in, burning the person into nothingness, and then they would return to their original appearance, but their figure looked slightly illusory.

Yunhe wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve robe, showed an inexplicable smile, and continued to dig with his head down.

And high in the sky, there seemed to be a huge figure, quietly watching their group of Yangshen.

…

On a battlefield full of noise and fire, soldiers were fighting hard.

This is an unknown ant nest, and a saint is attacking with a large number of troops. He stands quietly in the void and monitors all movements on the battlefield.

His eyes were indifferent, as if everything in front of him was of no concern to him.

Even the deaths of his people could not add any emotion to his face.

Suddenly, the figure of a drought soldier fell into his eyes.

This drought soldier is not old, but his methods are not weak. He beat a semi-holy existence in the land of ant nests to ashes.

There was a faint smile in the expressionless saint's eyes, and he asked softly:

"Who is this person?"

"Ancestor, he is a descendant of the vassal Xia tribe under our command, and his name seems to be Xia Ji."

"We can train him a bit and see if there is any way to send him to the Nine Palaces under Xuanhui Academy. Even if he can't be admitted to the academy, he can practice in the Nine Palaces and guard one side in the future."

"yes."

…

Everything in the big curtain was constantly flowing in front of Fang Chen's eyes.

Gradually, the Seal of Compassion slowly emerged in the void in the center of the inner scene, like a supreme god, guarding this place.

It’s not like the Red Flame Saint has never experienced the process of a Half-Saint breaking through and gathering Qi.

But his process was simply to enhance the inner scene a bit, then strengthen the connection, and have the ability to 'extract gas' from the inner scene.

But this was the first time he had seen a scene like this, like the sun and the moon turning around and changing the world.

In a short period of time, he could no longer calculate how many times this interior location had been enhanced.

Five times?

Eight times?

Or ten times?

But when he was promoted from Semi-Saint to Qi-gathering Saint, the foundation of the inner scene only increased by five points...

Unknowingly, the aura on Fang Chen's body had completely transformed, from a semi-saint to the status of a saint!

At this moment, Wang Chongsong, who was closest to him, suddenly felt something, and felt that his own heritage had inexplicably increased a little bit.

In the Qingming Supreme Alliance, there are countless people who feel like this, distributed all over the place!

Many saints present noticed the strange movements on Wang Chongsong's body, but they only regarded him as a normal change after swallowing pure-blood Bodhi and did not think about it in detail.

Seeing the divine light flowing around Fang Chen, Mei Daoguang suddenly laughed wildly:

"Okay, okay! Fang Chen, let's have a hearty fight!"

His voice echoed in all directions, and as he spoke, he came to Fang Chen in the inner scene, with wild eyes and a crazy smile. (End of chapter)