Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Today is Sanfang’s annual competition, with hundreds of young monks participating.

In the big, second and fourth rooms, people will come to watch the battle and join in the fun.

Li Cang led the way for Fang Chen. From time to time, monks passing by would cast curious glances at Fang Chen.

Calculating the time, Fang Chen has been in Sanfang for more than half a month, and everyone from top to bottom has gotten to know him somewhat.

The side branch is valued by Fang Ao and owns a separate courtyard equipped with a spiritual spring and a spiritual field.

"Sir, this is the place where our third room is used to practice immortality."

Li Cang led Fang Chen through a long corridor, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

This is an open space, thirty feet long and thirty feet wide. Even if there are thousands of people standing there, it will not look crowded.

There seems to be a formation around the open space. If you practice magic here, the magic will not affect the surroundings.

When Fang Chen arrived, all the brothers from the three houses also came, and he also saw Fang Ao talking with the foundation builders of each house.

His wife stood quietly beside him, and Fang Yun, Fang Jue and others were standing nearby.

"Amitabha."

Following the Buddha's name, Master Chanyuan came slowly with Wu Ruochou and Xia Ji.

"Master Zenyuan."

Fang Ao and other Ji Zhu immediately rushed forward.

The children of the Fang family were not interested in the conversation between their elders. They focused more on Xia Ji, their eyes full of cynicism.

Now who doesn't know that Xia Ji caused big trouble in the imperial capital and offended people like Jue Wudi.

"Fangda."

Xia Ji glanced around, his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Fang Chen, and he walked over with Wu Ruochou.

Li Cang was a little surprised.

"Are you planning to play today?"

Xia Ji asked in a low voice.

Fang Chen shook his head slightly: "This kind of competition is useless to me."

"Too."

Shaji nodded.

Such a competition would be of no benefit to Fang Chen today.

Li Cang hesitated to speak. He remembered that Fang Hao said yesterday that he would cause trouble for Fang Chen in the competition.

Half an hour later.

Fang Ao and several foundation builders sat cross-legged in the air.

"Today is a three-room competition. We will compete on alchemy and talismans first. In order to save time, the disciples participating in these two competitions can play together."

Fang Ao's voice echoed in everyone's ears: "Those who participate in these two competitions do not need to participate in the third spell competition."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen figures came out one after another.

Everyone's faces immediately showed a joking look.

There is no real inheritance of Talisman Dao or Alchemy Dao in Sanfang. Whether they are refining alchemy or drawing talismans, these guys are only half as strong as a bucket of water.

It's just that he doesn't want to participate in the third magic competition.

"Hey, that guy is very unfamiliar. Who is he?"

Someone suddenly noticed Fang Chen, with a look of surprise on his face.

"It seems like he's a new side branch, and he's just trying to make up for it in his first competition?"

Someone sneered.

"When I heard that Elder Fang Ao gave him a private courtyard, I thought he was some kind of genius, but now he seems to be just mediocre."

Whispers continued.

Fang Ao and others in the air also looked surprised.

Only Master Chanyuan looked calm and looked at Fang Chen quietly.

"He's just here, so he doesn't have a magic test, right?"

A foundation builder said solemnly.

"Without this rule, he can have any competition he wants."

The other Ji Zhu shook his head slightly.

In the crowd, Fang Ao’s wife couldn’t help but shake her head:

"Living in such a nice courtyard, if we don't hold a spell competition today, he won't be able to convince everyone."

"that is."

Fang Yun looked at Fang Chen and couldn't help but curl her lips.

Seeing this, Fang Jue hurriedly said: "Master's wife, my junior sister, I specialize in martial arts. Maybe Fang Chen is more familiar with talismans or alchemy."

"As the children of the Fang family, you have no access to any serious inheritance of alchemy and talismans. How can you rely on him?"

Fang Ao's wife frowned slightly, "Look at those guys in previous years, what kind of pills did they practice? They were all for martial arts.

And what kind of talismans are drawn on them, the powerful talisman, the magical talisman, these things that can be bought with a few low-grade spiritual stones, are they worth wasting time to study? "

Fang Jue was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to say anything anymore.

On the other side of the crowd, Fang Hao and others looked a little strange when they saw that Fang Chen had no intention of participating in the spell competition.

"That's all, brother has a good sense of him, and I don't want to be such a bad person."

Fang Hao sighed softly and gave up the idea of ​​sarcasm.

"Fang Ao, are you starting the competition so soon? You don't even have to wait for me."

A voice sounded.

I saw a man and a woman coming slowly. When everyone saw these two people, their faces showed a hint of solemnity.

The man's name is Fang Mosheng. He is building the foundation of a large house and his cultivation is not weak. He is in the middle stage of foundation building!

The woman is none other than the chief of the big house, Fang Lingxing!

"Fang Mosheng, you are late."

Fang Ao glanced at the sky and said calmly.

"hehe."

Fang Mosheng chuckled lightly, did not argue, and rose into the air to sit with everyone.

"Sister Lingxing."

The three brothers around Fang Lingxing greeted each other one after another, with awe, admiration, and fear in their eyes.

Fang Lingxing's expression was indifferent, she just nodded slightly without saying a word, assuming a high posture of keeping away from strangers.

But not many people were angry because of this. More people saw this scene, and their awe of Fang Lingxing became even more intense.

Fang Lingxing glanced around and saw Fang Chen already in the competition team, with a flash of suspicion in her eyes.

A competition between talisman and alchemy?

"Everyone, you can start your competition."

Fang Ao said loudly.

When everyone saw this, they started drawing talismans and refining elixirs, but they all had one thing in common.

It's all half a bucket of water.

Someone just finished drawing the talisman, but the talisman paper was already burning. He failed to draw the talisman and could only leave the scene with a blushing face.

Fang Chen sat cross-legged quietly, with a talisman pen and an ordinary talisman paper in front of him.

Sensing the surrounding scene, he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

The Fang family, who has the golden elixir in charge, seems to be unable to get involved in the true inheritance of Fu Dao and Dan Dao.

There is no background in this area.

The introductory chapter of Three Thousand Dao Sect covers various talismans, including the Purple Lightning Talisman. This shows how deep the foundation of Three Thousand Dao Sect is.

After more than ten breaths, someone finally couldn't help but chuckle.

Someone raised his head, and the scene suddenly got out of control, with endless laughter.

Fang Ao just wanted them to be quiet, but when he saw Zhu Ji beside him also chuckle, he sighed in his heart.

If there is a chance, he really has to collect some inheritance of Talisman Dao and Alchemy Dao and put them in the third room, so as not to make these two items a joke every time.

However, apart from some disciples who were just trying to avoid magic competitions, there were also a few who were truly passionate about the Tao of Talisman and Alchemy.

Even though there was constant ridicule around them, it didn't affect them.

They were concentrating on drawing talismans and refining elixirs.

Fang Mosheng's eyes fell on Fang Chen, "Is this kid also participating in these two competitions? Apparently he plans to make a talisman?"

His voice only circulated among several foundation builders and could not be heard by the people below.

Fang Ao nodded with a strange expression: "His sect seems to have the inheritance of Talisman Dao, and he should be proficient in it."

"The purple electric talisman you bought earlier was made by this man? I wonder if you can resell it to me?"

Fang Mosheng's expression changed.