Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Shopkeeper Wu was not a Daqian person and had no idea what had happened in Daqian. Seeing the changing expressions of Fang Ao and others, he was a little surprised and confused.

Who is this Fang Tingyuan? Why would Fang's Foundation Establishment have such an expression?

It has been too long, and now except for the Fang clan, the Jue clan, the royal family, and some immortal cultivating families and sects that have been passed down for many years. Not many people know that the Fang family once produced a genius - Fang Tingyuan.

Fang Ao was shocked and confused. He looked at Fang Chen and then at Xia Ji. He couldn't help but frown and said:

"Don't talk nonsense..."

Xia Ji was a little surprised: "What happened nearly four hundred years ago, if Fang Da was not the descendant of that senior, how would we know about it?"

The expressions of Fang Ao and others became extremely solemn, and they looked at Fang Chen with complicated eyes, but also a hint of weirdness.

Four hundred years later...they actually met the descendants of that ancestor.

Fang Chen glanced at Xia Ji and already guessed that the other party was deliberately taking this opportunity to ask him to reveal his identity.

Xia Ji may be worried that he is unwilling to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan, so that he will not be able to obtain the resources of the Fang family.

"Your name is... Fang Chen? Is your ancestor really called Fang Tingyuan? What proof is there?"

Fang Ao said with a strange expression.

"Only one jade slip remains."

Fang Chen took out the jade slip given to him by Fang Zhentian and handed it to Fang Ao.

The jade slips are the route to Daqian.

As soon as Fang Ao and others saw this simple jade slip, they could already conclude that Fang Chen's identity was correct.

There are Fang's unique markings on it.

"This is not the place to talk. You two will come back to Fang's with me first."

Fang Ao whispered.

"I can just go, Xia Ji doesn't need to go with me."

Fang Chen nodded.

Xia Ji's lips moved and he nodded slightly: "I still have some things I haven't bought yet. Please stay here and continue to look around. Please remember to come here to find me later."

"good."

Fang Chen smiled, and then left Tianbao Pavilion with Fang Ao and others.

"Little brother, who is that Fang Tingyuan?"

When Shopkeeper Wu saw everyone leaving, his eyes immediately fell on Xia Ji.

He knew that this man was a disciple of Master Chanyuan. That sutra was so famous that even he went up the mountain to read it.

"He is my brother's ancestor. He used to be a member of the Fang clan, but now he just recognizes his ancestor and returns to the clan."

Xia Ji smiled.

"I see."

Shopkeeper Wu nodded slightly, still a little suspicious in his heart. Fang Ao and the others looked a little weird when they heard the name just now.

"Little brother, does your ancestor know how to make a purple electric talisman?"

Shopkeeper Wu asked seemingly casually.

"Shopkeeper Wu, I don't know about this. After all, cultivation matters are beyond the ordinary knowledge of outsiders."

Xia Ji smiled.

Shopkeeper Wu nodded and felt that this was also the case. Even between brothers, as long as it involves matters related to spiritual practice, they would hide something and would not be truly open and honest.

"Shopkeeper Wu, I want to buy a sword with twelve soul seals. Is it available in Tianbao Pavilion?"

Xia Ji said.

Shopkeeper Wu's eyes lit up, "Yes."

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Everyone was very silent along the way, as if they were all thinking about their own things.

After passing a corner, a majestic house came into view.

The courtyard wall made of bluestone is four feet high, and green willow trees are planted outside the courtyard wall that stretches for several miles. When the breeze blows, the willow branches sway gently, as if to welcome guests from afar.

"Fang Chen, have you already been to Xuankong Temple first?"

Fang Ao suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked strange, and they obviously knew that the incident was closely related to Xuankong Temple.

Xuankong Temple declined because of this.

Fang Chen nodded lightly: "Master Chanyuan told me a lot about the past."

“Sometimes what you see may not be true, and what you hear may not be true.”

Fang Ao nodded slightly and then said nothing.

Everyone entered the house, and could see many Fang family disciples coming and going along the way. Some of them with low cultivation level were at the first level of Qi refining, and some with high level were at the seventh or eighth level of Qi refining.

After seeing Fang Ao and others, these disciples, no matter which room they belong to, will bow respectfully.

The Foundation Establishment monks are the mainstay in the Fang family. They are in charge of everything and have a very high status.

"Who is that young man?"

"To be able to walk with Elder Fang Ao and the others, he must have an extraordinary background. Could he be a descendant of the Jue family?"

"I've never seen him before. He looks very unfamiliar."

Everyone whispered and cast curious glances at Fang Chen, secretly guessing his origins.

After a while, Fang Chen was taken to a main hall. When he arrived, there were already more than ten figures standing in the main hall, all of them were foundation-building monks.

Everyone's eyes fell on Fang Chen, and they looked at him for several seconds before looking at Fang Ao and others, with a look of inquiry in their eyes.

"He can't see?"

“Nature or nurture?”

At this time, a middle-aged man in mysterious clothes, his figure as tall as a mountain, slowly walked into the hall.

When everyone saw this, they all clasped their fists and saluted: "I have met the master of the family."

"Foundation-building Dzogchen?"

Fang Chen's eyes moved slightly. The aura of the other party was exactly the same as that of the ancestor of the Tiannan Sect. It seemed that he was only half a step away from the golden elixir.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, looked at Fang Chen for a few times, and suddenly asked:

"You said your ancestor was Fang Tingyuan. How much of the Fang family do you have now?"

Fang Chen said softly: "The ancestors never passed down the immortal method, but I have an immortal destiny."

The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, and the surrounding foundation builders also looked at each other in confusion.

The Fang family indeed requested that the person not pass down the immortal magic to future generations, unless the descendants find their own destiny to recognize their ancestors and return to the clan.

"Although you have the jade slip as proof, in order to verify whether you have the blood of the Fang family, you still need a drop of your blood to drop on this card."

The middle-aged man slowly raised his hand, and a wooden tablet suddenly appeared on the top of his palm. It clearly looked like the memorial tablet of his ancestors.

Fang Chen thought for a while, then raised his hand slightly, and a drop of blood flew onto the wooden sign.

Everyone looked at the wooden sign together, holding their breath and concentrating.

After a few breaths, a blue light slowly lit up on the wooden sign, which proved that the other party was indeed a member of the Fang clan!

Descendants of ancestor Fang Tingyuan!

Many Ji Zhu's eyes had changed when they looked at Fang Chen, full of curiosity.

Today, in Daqian, there are only a few people who have survived from that era to the present.

That ancestor has long become a myth now, and everyone can only know some of the deeds of that ancestor through classics.

"Master, are you asking the ancestor to come out of seclusion?"

Fang Ao looked solemn.

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and slowly shook his head: "My ancestor has been in seclusion for many years, just to break through the bottleneck. If I leave the seclusion for such a trivial matter, I'm afraid it will delay my ancestor's practice."

After a pause, "Let's do this. This son will recognize his ancestors and return to the clan first, stay in the third room to practice, and you, Fang Ao, will take care of him. And this news must not be leaked. Just say that he is a descendant of a side bloodline."

After saying this, he looked at Fang Chen and said in a deep voice:

"No matter how much you know about the deeds of Patriarch Fang Tingyuan, you are just an ordinary Fang family disciple now. Don't announce this to the outside world for no reason, otherwise don't stay in the Fang family. Do you understand?"

Everyone looked strange. Why did the head of the family treat that descendant like this?

Fang Chen nodded slowly: "I understand, if there is nothing else to do, I will go find my friends first."

The middle-aged man was startled for a moment, then waved his hand: "Go ahead."

Fang Chen turned and left.

"Wait, what happened to your eyes?"

The middle-aged man suddenly asked.

"Fighting with someone and getting hurt."

Fang Chen paused slightly.

"Um."

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, said nothing, and watched Fang Chen walking away.

When Fang Ao saw this, he hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help but whispered:

"Master, he is a descendant of that ancestor, how can he be treated like an ordinary disciple?"

"Should we offer it up? That ancestor was indeed talented and gifted, but that may not be the case for future generations.

The original matter, Bill and others thought it was more complicated. This matter must not be publicized. I only asked the Fang family to be stable and did not want the Fang family to get into chaos. Please remember this. "

After saying this, the middle-aged man turned and left, leaving everyone staring at him.

"Forget it, then he will enter my third room first and let me take care of him."

Fang Ao muttered.

Someone asked: "Why? My second wife can also take care of him."

"The head of the family said it."

Fang Ao rolled his eyes at him, turned around and left.