Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Fang Chen walked out of the tea room under Xia Ji's extremely envious eyes and followed Master Chanyuan to a meditation room.

"Donor Fang is smart and has already guessed that Xuankong Temple is related to your ancestor."

Master Zenyuan smiled.

Fang Chen smiled and said, "Xia Ji also guessed it, but he never asked."

"Xia Ji has a very good character, but it's a pity that I can't teach him the Dharma."

Master Zenyuan nodded slightly.

"Master, can you tell me about that incident?"

Fang Chen asked.

"If others come, I won't mention it. After all, this matter has nothing to do with others."

Master Chanyuan nodded: "That incident happened three hundred and ninety-four years ago. That year, the poor monk was six years old and a novice monk who had just gone up the mountain."

Master Chanyuan is four hundred years old?

Fang Chen sighed in his heart.

With his cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, he has a lifespan of four hundred years. It seems that the end of his lifespan has not yet arrived. It is no wonder that all forces have been keeping an eye on this place.

"Xuankong Temple was still very prosperous at that time and was regarded as the state religion by Daqian Kingdom. The three Jindan ancestors in the temple were all national teachers of Daqian Kingdom.

The monks under his command spread Buddhism everywhere, and every household in Daqian worshiped the Buddha. "

Master Chanyuan's eyes revealed a hint of reminiscence: "It was also at that time that a genius emerged from the Fang family. His talent for cultivation was astonishing. He developed his first immortal vein at the age of six, and refined the twelfth level of Qi at the age of thirteen. Build foundation every year.

Therefore, he was valued by a Taoist sect and was included in the sect. Everyone speculated that the Taoist sect came from the First Grade Empire. "

A first-grade empire?

Fang Chen was slightly shocked. Did the ancestor of his lineage once practice in a first-level empire?

"I entered the Taoist sect at the age of fifteen, and when I came back, I was already in my early thirties, and at that time, that person was already a strong man in the golden elixir."

"Although this poor monk has never been to a first-class empire, he can conclude that he is in a first-class empire and is gifted by a genius with this kind of talent."

"If that incident hadn't happened, four hundred years later, his cultivation would have been unfathomable and unimaginable..."

Master Chanyuan sighed softly: "Xuankong Temple can't stand him, the Fang family can't stand him, the Jue family can't stand him, and Daqian can't stand him."

"Master Zenyuan, what's going on?"

Fang Chen couldn't help but ask.

Could it be that this ancestor of my family was framed by these families at that time?

But how could a mere Daqian monk dare to take action against a golden elixir who was accepted as a disciple of a Taoist sect in the First-Rank Empire?

"This matter is very complicated. So far, the poor monk has only speculated that the first-level empire has offended a powerful enemy.

The three golden elixir masters of Xuankong Temple were coerced and lured into drinking the loose gong tea. "

Master Chanyuan's face was full of guilt: "That person noticed something and burned a few communication talismans, but no one from the Jue family, Fang family, or even the Daqian royal family came forward."

Fang Chen frowned slightly.

"In just a dozen breaths of time, that man's golden elixir was cracked by the loose tea, and his cultivation base fell to the ground."

Master Chanyuan: "The poor monk was young at the time, but he was noticed by an ancestor and took him with him to teach him. He saw this with his own eyes."

"The three patriarchs felt guilty. One of them passed away on the spot, and the other two also announced that from now on, Xuankong Temple will be closed for a thousand years."

"Where is my ancestor?"

Fang Chen asked softly.

"He went down the mountain and returned to the Fang family, but was expelled by the ancestor of the Fang family at that time. His whereabouts are unknown since then."

Master Zenyuan slowly closed his eyes.

"Then, who is the female cultivator who massacred Xuankong Temple?"

Fang Chen said.

"The female benefactor... should be acquainted with your ancestors. She came to Xuankong Temple to ask the two Jindan Patriarchs about distributing gong tea. The two Patriarchs told the truth and were beheaded by her sword.

Later, you, the donor, also know that in the huge Xuankong Temple, only the poor monk is lucky enough to survive, and he is no longer allowed to teach Buddhism to others. If the poor monk dies, the inheritance of Xuankong Temple will be cut off. "

Master Zenyuan sighed softly.

"The Taoist sect behind my ancestors never asked about this matter?"

Fang Chen was thoughtful.

"No, since then, the female donor has never come, donor Fang has not been found, and the Taoist door behind donor Fang has never appeared.

It was as if this incident had never happened. "

Master Zenyuan said.

Except Xuankong Temple was massacred.

Fang Chen thought to himself.

This matter is full of weirdness. If the ancestor of the Fang family offended someone, why would the other party do it in a roundabout way?

Aren't you afraid of the Taoism behind it?

But the Taoist sect behind him has never shown up, which is a doubtful point.

If you want to know the whole story, maybe you can only know it by meeting the female cultivator.

"Donor Fang, the ancestor of the Fang family is now the younger brother of your ancestor, according to what the Fang family said at the time.

As long as your ancestors and descendants can set foot on the immortal path, they can recognize their ancestors and return to the clan. This may not be an opportunity for the donor. "

Master Zenyuan said softly.

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

The old man in the family hopes that he will recognize his ancestor and return to the clan, which can be regarded as a fulfillment of his wish.

In addition, maybe Fang has some knowledge about the previous incident and can inquire about it from the side.

"Discuss with Xia Ji, this guy is better at this."

Fang Chen thought to himself.

Master Chanyuan closed his eyes again, stopped talking, and recited Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

Fang Chen knew that the other party was about to see off the guests, so he stood up and left. But when he reached the door, he paused and asked softly:

"Master Zenyuan, what kind of other shore did you seek when you first sought it?"

Master Chanyuan was silent for a while, with a wry smile on his face:

"Re-teach Buddhism and revitalize Xuankong Temple."

Fang Chen bowed, turned and left.

Outside the hospital, Xia Ji waited for a long time, and when he saw Fang Chen, he asked with his eyes.

"Things are a bit complicated. Tell me what you think after listening to it."

Fang Chen and Xia Ji came to an ancient tree and told the story.

After hearing this, Xia Ji showed a solemn look on his face:

"Someone in the First-Rank Empire wants to harm your ancestors, but he doesn't dare to take action directly. He can only hide behind the scenes, which shows that he is afraid of something."

"Your ancestor's sect did not send anyone here, but a female cultivator massacred Xuankong Temple."

Having said this, Xia Ji looked at Fang Chen: "Is there a possibility that the guy who wants to harm your ancestor is afraid of the female cultivator and the sect behind her?"

"You mean..."

Fang Chen thought thoughtfully: "The person who secretly plotted the murder is from the same sect as my ancestors?"

Xia Ji nodded lightly: "Other than that, I can't think of any reason why the sect of the First-Rank Empire could completely forget about this disciple. The person who planned the plan must have some status and status.

If not, your ancestors should return to the sect instead of going to a remote place. "

"The reason is nothing more than jealousy and eradicating dissidents."

Having said this, Xia Ji looked at Fang Chen and whispered:

"Fang Da, this matter has been going on for hundreds of years and is a grudge between the older generation. You'd better not get involved.

The strength of the sects in the First-Rank Empire is unimaginable. "