Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Can even the foundation be severely damaged? Are you still alive and well?

No wonder he looks so arrogant, his methods are anything but simple.

Fang Chen was thoughtful.

"Little brother, what are you thinking about? Are you really planning to draw a sword to help when there is injustice? I advise you to give up this idea."

Songyu smiled bitterly and said: "I had this idea when I was young, but...this world is like this, and we can't help."

"I just think it looks familiar."

Fang Chen smiled and said, "Master Songfang, don't worry, I rarely do things I'm not sure about."

"It's normal for him to look familiar. The name of Qingxu Poison King is not something to hide. If it weren't for the powerful family behind Shopkeeper You, he wouldn't even be willing to look at me, the shop owner."

Songyu smiled bitterly.

After a pause, "Forget it, let's not talk about this. Shopkeeper You has also arranged a VIP room for you and me. Let's go there."

There is a window in the VIP room, which allows you to see the original appearance of the auction house from a high position. There are about ten such rooms.

Many people had already arrived at the auction venue below. Those who were familiar greeted each other, while those who were unfamiliar found a seat to sit down and wait for the auction to begin.

Compared with the usual monks in Longjifang, their cultivation levels are quite high, including those at the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining.

However, no one at the tenth level of Qi Refining was seen. These people would be invited to wait in the VIP room and would not sit with the group of monks below.

Fang Chen closed his eyes and fell asleep. The next moment, his soul had left his body and arrived in the next room. Here sat a tenth level Qi refining man, also waiting for the auction to start. There was nothing special about it.

Fang Chen looked around from room to room until he saw King Qingxu Poison.

"You little bastard, take this medicine."

Qingxu Poison King took out a green pill and threw it at the feet of the hunchbacked villain.

The hunchbacked man bent down with difficulty, slowly picked up the green pill and threw it into his mouth. Every move he made seemed very numb, and his ugly face showed no expression.

Not long after swallowing the elixir, the hunchbacked man's face showed a look of pain, and the sarcoma on his back began to continuously emit green thick juice.

When Qingxu Poison King saw this, he laughed and took out a porcelain bottle. With a wave of his hand, the green juice was immediately drawn by spiritual power and poured into the porcelain bottle.

"Despite your young age, you little bastard is pretty tough. You helped me raise at least a pound of dragon poison, hehe."

Qingxu Poison King laughed strangely, then raised the porcelain bottle and drank it all in one gulp.

Fang Chen looked shocked.

The other party drank! ?

After drinking the green and foul-smelling juice, Qingxu Poison King showed an intoxicated look on his face, and then the aura on his body gradually increased a bit.

"Dragon poison is good. If I drink a cup every day, in another three to five years, I will be promoted to the eleventh level of Qi refining. Haha, there is hope for foundation building in the future. There is hope for foundation building."

Qingxu Poison King smiled proudly.

"Ahh——"

The hunchbacked little man suddenly opened his mouth and screamed several times, and kept making gestures with his fingers.

"What do you call a dead mute? Remember that you were sold to me. It's your luck that I used you to feed poison. If I hadn't bought you, you might have died long ago."

Qingxu Poison King's face turned cold.

The hunchbacked little man looked at him blankly, and a layer of mist gradually emerged in his clear eyes.

In the void, Fang Chen looked at the hunchbacked little man, and his soul began to tremble slightly. He finally understood where that familiar feeling came from.

Songyu thought he was familiar with Qingxu Poison King, but little did he know that he was familiar with the hunchbacked man in front of him.

Some time ago, the Blood Spirit Cult established a foundation and killed a family of ordinary people. Only one child survived, but the child was also rendered mute and unable to speak.

Fang Chen asked the young child to test his qualifications with a soul-measuring bell, and finally came to the conclusion that after three rings, although his qualifications were not high, they were not too weak either.

In the end, he owed Tiannan Sect Zhuji Jinnan a favor and asked him to take the young child to Tiannan Sect to practice.

If nothing unexpected happens, the young child should be practicing in Tiannan Sect instead of appearing here and being used to test medicine and cultivate poison!

Looking at the cancerous tumors on the young child's body, with almost no intact skin left, Fang Chen's eyes flashed with heartache.

What do you usually do when you are seven or eight years old?

Chasing chickens and teasing dogs with your playmates?

Acting coquettishly with your parents who have returned from hard work?

But his family... was all dead a long time ago. After enduring such a huge change, not only did they not usher in a good life, but they became what they are now.

Fang Chen gradually moved his eyes away and looked at the Qingxu Poison King who looked complacent.

"Huh? Why do you feel chilly?"

Qingxu Poison King frowned slightly, glanced left and right, and then suddenly looked at the hunchbacked villain: "Are you scolding me in your heart? Kneel down in the corner for me!"

The hunchbacked little man trembled slightly, without any resistance, and knelt in the corner obediently.

The Qingxu Poison King then smiled coldly and played with his braids.

The soul returns to its original state.

Fang Chen opened his eyes and whispered to himself: "Tiannan Sect..."

He didn't know why the young boy didn't go to Tiannan Sect, but fell into the hands of an evil cultivator. If he had the chance, he would visit Jinnan himself and ask about it.

"People are almost here."

Songyu suddenly stood up and took a look, "The auction is about to start."

Fang Chen glanced down, his eyes suddenly paused, and he saw another familiar person.

After not seeing each other for a while, Li Huafeng seemed to have changed his appearance, put on a green Taoist robe and followed a middle-aged Taoist priest.

The middle-aged Taoist priest's cultivation level is probably around the seventh level of Qi refining.

"Master Songfang, what is the origin of that Taoist priest?"

Fang Chen pointed at the middle-aged Taoist priest and smiled lightly.

Song Yu looked at it and said, "He is a monk from Tianqing Temple."

He looked at Fang Chen with some curiosity: "Little brother, do you have any friendship with Tianqing Temple? It is quite famous overseas. I heard that the old temple master has reached the twelfth level of Qi refining and is only half a step away from building the foundation. ”

"do not know."

Fang Chen smiled and shook his head.

After about a while of tea, Shopkeeper You appeared in the auction house. He greeted a famous monk warmly, as if he knew them all.

Song Yu sighed with emotion: "Shopkeeper You has a wider network of contacts than I do. Fortunately, the You family thinks highly of Longji Fang and opened a business here. Otherwise...Longji Fang would be much deserted."

"Shopkeeper You's family shouldn't be weak, right?"

Fang Chen smiled.

"There is a foundation-building ancestor."

Song Yu nodded slightly: "Although it is just a cultivating family with no orthodox inheritance, the You family is also very famous in the cultivating world. They do business everywhere and have industries everywhere, so they should not be underestimated."

Is there a foundation-building ancestor?

Fang Chen suddenly realized, no wonder Shopkeeper You could organize an auction with hundreds of people.

These monks came here entirely for the foundation-building ancestor of the You family. Because of the endorsement of such an existence, they believed that Shopkeeper You could help them sell things or buy what they needed.

"Everyone, the first auction item today is a book of immortality cultivation techniques."

Shopkeeper You spoke slowly.

As soon as the words came out, there was a sensation in the auction house!