Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Some years have passed since Guo Yanli came here last time to put down his harsh words.

Fang Chen has stopped practicing a long time ago. His current cultivation level is at the peak of the early stage of Qi collection, and there is no such thing as a bottleneck.

As long as he is willing, he can enter the middle stage of Qi collection at any time.

If you continue to practice, your cultivation will no longer be able to suppress it.

In a thousand years, from the semi-saint to the early stage of Qi gathering, and then to the peak, this kind of progress is not considered top-notch in Xuanhui Academy.

Back then, Dongfang Hou entered the country faster than him.

But because of this, the opponent can only win the position of Qiyang student in the later stage of Qi collection.

Otherwise, if you are promoted to a Qiyang student early, you may inevitably encounter obstacles in the early and middle stages of Qi collection. After all, the opponents you face at that time are all top-notch in the Five Heavens.

Fang Chen was different. He understood from the beginning to the end that the speed of his cultivation progress was no longer so important when he reached the holy position.

Even if it takes thousands more years to work through each realm.

It only takes ten thousand years from the early stage of Qi collection to empty life, and it only takes ten thousand years from empty life to settled life.

How long does it take to add up?

Tens of thousands of years are nothing to a saint.

Replenish yourself with a steady stream of gas from the interior location.

The longevity of a saint is sometimes longer than a star.

On this day, Fang Chen was watching the curtain in the interior, quietly paying attention to the practice progress of his old friends and acquaintances.

Suddenly, his mind moved slightly, and the interior scene moved from the void, and in an instant he came to the door of Wang Chongsong's cave.

In Wang Chongsong's cave, powerful interior auras are constantly flowing out, like a volcano erupting.

As Fang Chen arrived here, dozens more interior locations emerged in the void nearby.

"This is the cave of Chongsong, the king of Mercy Mountain. Is he also going to be promoted to the Saint of Qi Collection?"

A semi-saint looked at the scene in front of him with a complicated expression.

There were many semi-saints standing near him, all observing Wang Chongsong's activities intently, with a hint of loneliness in their expressions.

Someone found that Fang Chen was there, so they had the courage to come forward to talk, thinking that after Fang Chen was promoted to Qiyang student, he would be polite to students of the same class like them, but they did not expect that Fang Chen always communicated gently, and there was no trace in his words. Contempt.

Seeing this, the other half-saints joined in one after another.

"Student Fang, I still remember the way we all entered Xuanhui Academy together.

It feels like we were so young at that time..."

A half-saint smiled bitterly and sighed.

He and Fang Chen are in the same class. They have been practicing in the academy for nearly a thousand years, but they have yet to break through the bottleneck of semi-saint and be promoted to Qi-gathering Saint.

In a few more years, the first semester of the millennium will pass.

And they will be expelled from the academy at that time, unable to continue to practice here, let alone enter the five-day battlefield to compete with the masters in the five days.

Similarly, they also lost many opportunities to obtain Jingbao from the academy.

It can be said that being expelled from Xuanhui Academy means that their future will be bleak.

Fang Chen nodded lightly, "At that time, I was not young, but energetic. Everyone thought that they could survive the first semester, so they had a lot of energy in their hearts.

Instead of being as depressed as you are now.

In fact, a thousand years is not long, or even very short. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a year longer in vain. "

He glanced around and saw that dozens of Half-Saints nearby were all familiar faces.

There were more than 200 students in his class, nearly 300 people.

As far as he knew, there were only seventy or eighty people who had been promoted to Qi-gathering Saints.

Some have just been promoted over the years.

There is not much time left, and at most one or two more will be promoted to the Qi-harvesting Holy Position.

The remaining nearly two hundred people will be eliminated.

"What Classmate Fang said is absolutely true. Although we have not been promoted to the Qi-Collecting Sainthood, for us, a thousand years is indeed just one year older."

A semi-saint nodded slightly.

"The reason why we are so depressed is because we are unwilling..."

Another half-saint looked at Fang Chen, his eyes full of envy:

"It would be great if we could be like Fang Chen."

"You are too greedy. How many years does it take for a Qiyang student to emerge? How many colleges does Xuanhui Academy have, and how many Qiyang students are there?"

The half-saint had a good attitude and couldn't help but laugh:

"I think it would be great if we could be like Ji Lin, Mei Daoguang, and Ruan Bubu. But it's a pity that we don't have much time left. But walking out of the school may not mean that our holy path has been completed.

I have a hunch that if you give me another three hundred years, I will be promoted to the Qi-gathering Sainthood. "

"It will be too late by then."

"Too late? It's not too late. In addition to the two major universities, there are also many academies in Qingming. Even if you can't go to the academies under the two major universities, you can still take a step back and go to other academies.

Our future is still bright in the vast darkness.

I believe that with our qualifications, it will not be a big problem to become a great saint in the future.

This... is enough to make the family proud. Some people even only have the Void Saint in their family, right?

If you can become a great saint, your family will be prosperous. "

"Haha, Classmate Li is quite open-minded, but Classmate Li is right. Even if we don't go to the academy to practice, with our qualifications, it won't be a big problem to serve in the alliance. The big deal is to start as a pawn."

The half-saints present were originally in a gloomy mood. After hearing these words, they thought about it carefully and felt a little better.

As this classmate Li said, most of their family backgrounds are not strong. Even if some families are relatively powerful, he is a side branch.

Now that I have the qualifications of practicing at Xuanhui Academy, no matter how hard I work in the future, I can grow my family and my own branch.

At that time, some other saints of the same generation were attracted by the aura here.

They found that Fang Chen was also there, and they all came forward to say hello.

Not long after, another group of semi-saints arrived.

But this group of Half-Saints wanted to be one level lower than Fang Chen and others, the same level as Wang Chongsong.

Seeing Wang Chongsong attacking the Qi-gathering Holy Throne, they felt not only envious but also filled with energy.

"Wang Chongsong is going to be promoted to the Qi-gathering Sainthood, so we have to work harder."

"Do you think Wang Chongsong can be promoted successfully?"

"This is not necessarily true, but he took a pure-blood Bodhi. If he is successfully promoted...even if he is not as good as the core disciples, he will be much stronger than us..."

"But he is from Mercy Mountain and has never been to a five-day battlefield. It is not that easy to break through the bottleneck, right? If he is..."

"Hush, that one is here too."

Someone discovered that Fang Chen was also present and immediately stopped talking, not daring to comment on the Mercy Mountain.

In that year's fighting competition, Mercy Mountain had already proven its strength.

And now Fang Chen is a student of Qiyang, which makes Mercy Mountain somewhat criticized, but its image has become different from before.

At that time, Wang Chongsong suddenly took control of the interior scene, broke out of the cave, and rose straight into the air.

Wave after wave of powerful internal power was constantly being injected into his body, washing away his body.

Cai Sixiu, Lu Jiuwan and others who arrived behind saw this scene, and after recognizing Wang Chongsong's origin, they all expressed a sigh of relief.