Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Qingzhou Sword Sect.

Both Ye Wenxiu and Liu Mu were worried about Fang Chen's trip to varying degrees, and they had been waiting.

If Fang Chen fails to return as promised, they will set off to Zie Yue Temple as soon as possible.

"Junior Brother Liu, do you think it will be dangerous for Master to go to Tiannan Sect this time?"

Ye Wenxiu sat on the stone bench in the small courtyard and asked Liu Mu, who was walking on horseback not far away.

Without waiting for Liu Mu to answer, he whispered to himself: "There shouldn't be any danger. Master can even kill someone in the late stage of foundation building with one sword."

Liu Mu's legs were shaking a little, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Hearing Ye Wenxiu's words, he let out a breath, then took a branch and wrote on the ground:

"Your Majesty, nothing will happen to you."

"Yes, yes, master, nothing will happen to you."

Ye Wenxiu breathed a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile: "Junior Brother Liu, in fact, there is no need to torture the body to become an immortal, only those unskilled martial artists have to do this.

You don't need to stand still, you can just meditate well when the master comes back to teach you the techniques of cultivating immortals. "

"It's better to be stronger."

Liu Mu wrote.

His eyes were solemn. Everything he had experienced during this period had planted a seed in his heart.

Become stronger!

Only by becoming stronger will you not become a burden to the prince. When you can stand alone in the future, you can also relieve the prince's worries!

"Actually, there are points for reference in the path of martial arts. Those warriors who have been fighting in the martial arts for many years are sometimes much better at fighting skills than the monks who have been sitting cross-legged and practicing hard for hundreds of years."

The two were slightly startled, and then were extremely surprised. Fang Chen had returned to the courtyard at some point.

"Master!"

Ye Wenxiu immediately stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

"Um."

Fang Chen smiled lightly and nodded: "After this, you and Liu Mu can safely practice in the Qingzhou Sword Sect."

They both breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Chen smiled, took out the spiritual materials for making talismans and started making talismans.

At the same time, he was also doing two things at once, mobilizing not only the power of the water element, but also the power of the earth element, the power of the wood element, the power of the fire element, and the power of the metal element.

There are many variations in the art of controlling the five elements. If you can use this art well, it is estimated that it will also be applicable in the Nascent Soul stage.

The spiritual power in Fang Chen's body was consumed violently, and when the spiritual power bottomed out, it began to recover automatically.

Seeing this, Ye Wenxiu and Liu Mu bowed respectfully and then left the courtyard.

A few days later.

The Fire Nation's cultivation world has experienced a major earthquake!

Master Hai Long was defeated by the mysterious monks in the Tiannan Sect.

The mysterious monk is suspected to be the sect elder of the mysterious sword cultivator!

All kinds of gossip went viral.

Lingxu City, Ye Clan.

"Father, father!"

Ye Wenxiu's father hurried to the clan leader's yard and shouted. He was accompanied by many cousins, all of whom were the second generation backbone of the Ye clan.

"What's the matter?"

The leader of the Ye clan came out and frowned.

"Father, I just received a message saying that the senior sword cultivator met Master Hai Long in Tiannan Sect!"

Ye Wenxiu's father said respectfully, looking uncontrollably excited.

The leader of the Ye clan was startled. This was not a good thing. Why was his son so excited?

Ye Wenxiu's father hurriedly whispered a few words, and a look of shock gradually appeared on the face of the Ye clan leader.

"If the news is true, then Wen Xiu has an incredible master. There is hope for the revival of our Ye Clan!"

The leader of the Leaf clan murmured to himself.

"Absolutely true!"

Ye Wenxiu's father said categorically: "There is absolutely no way this news is fake. Who dares to spread rumors about the ancestor of Jindan now?"

"Very good, very good, hahaha!"

The leader of the Ye clan laughed.

The surrounding Ye family members were also very excited.

Qingzhou Sword Sect.

The talisman pen in Fang Chen's hand suddenly shattered, and the Nine Tribulations Cinnabar and Thunder Wood talisman papers were completely exhausted.

At this point, his talisman-making spiritual materials have been exhausted, and the production of purple electric talismans can be suspended.

Fang Chen touched the storage ring and found that there were nearly two hundred top-quality purple electric talismans inside, which were worth a lot of money.

There are also more than six thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

"These can be exchanged for a lot of spiritual materials."

Fang Chen had a smile in his eyes.

After several days of non-stop practice, the spiritual power in his body has increased several points since he was repeatedly exhausted.

"It's just one step away."

Fang Chen muttered to himself, then waved his hand gently, and a little golden man suddenly appeared in front of him.

The little golden man is about ten feet tall and holds a golden sword, which is a smaller version of the previous golden swordsman.

After practicing repeatedly for several days, Fang Chen felt that this was his limit.

If you want to reach the level of Master Hai Long, not only must your cultivation be at least Perfect Foundation, but you may also need to practice continuously for several years or even more than ten years.

"Compared with Jin Dan, it's far behind."

Fang Chen smiled mockingly to himself, and then continued to let the little golden man dissipate, condense, dissipate, and condense.

Gradually, his spiritual power has bottomed out.

The majestic and vigorous spiritual power continued to recover, and suddenly, the fluctuations in the surrounding spiritual power began to become violent.

Fang Chen just stood quietly.

Countless spiritual powers surged forward and were continuously injected into his body, and the prototype of the twelfth immortal vein had appeared.

Fang Chen's body is like an empty world, with eleven immortal veins running through the world, like pillars of heaven and earth, majestic and magnificent.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The monks of the Qingzhou Sword Sect all felt that special spiritual power fluctuation almost at the same time.

"It's the headmaster's side."

Zhong Yue looked solemn.

He was originally lecturing the hundreds of Qingzhou Sword Sect disciples in front of him. After all, he was about to leave for Hailong Sect, and he still had to explain some things.

"This kind of fluctuation...is a bit like when we were promoted to the twelfth level of Qi Refining?"

"It looks like it, but it's not the same. The master cannot be a qi refining person. Neither you nor I can see through his cultivation level, but I think... he is at least in the early stage of foundation building."

The other two people at the twelfth level of Qi Refining spoke one after another, looking in the direction of Fang Chen with thoughtful expressions.

"Maybe the master is practicing some kind of magic."

Zhong Yue said: "With the master's skills and background, the magic he knows must be far beyond our imagination."

Everyone nodded, feeling that Zhong Yue's words made sense.

It took a full eight hours before the noise on Fang Chen's side gradually calmed down.

At that time, the twelve immortal veins in Fang Chen's body were already in full alignment, and he thought that this would be considered a successful promotion.

But he never thought that the next twelve immortal veins would undergo special changes, with touches of golden light flowing on them.

Gradually, the twelve immortal veins all turned golden.

The immortal veins at this time were more than ten times stronger than before.

Immortal veins represent the foundation and are the most important link in the beginning of a monk.

Once the foundation is laid, it will affect all aspects.

The quantity and quality of spiritual power, and even the physical body will be affected by this.

Just from the eleventh level of Qi refining to the twelfth level of Qi refining, Fang Chen's strength was much greater than from the first level to the eleventh level of Qi refining!

His current spiritual power is at least ten times that of before!

"It seems to be mentioned in the introductory chapter of Three Thousand Dao Techniques... There are five types of foundations created by this technique.

barren copper

strong iron

silver of wealth

gold of hegemony

The source of the Emperor. "

Fang Chen whispered to himself: "Am I the fourth type now? It should be considered the best, but if I can build the fifth type of foundation... it will be of greater benefit to my future practice."