Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

The Daqian Palace is majestic, with gold paint as the base and red tiles as the roof. There is a sense of solemnity and solemnity from top to bottom.

Fang Chen followed the flow of people and came to a large hall that was transparent on all sides. Seats had already been arranged here, waiting for everyone to take their seats.

Not only the golden elixir has a place, but also the foundation building brought by the golden elixir and even the Qi refining monks have special desks prepared.

After Fang Chen took his seat, his soul came out of his body. What he saw were thousands of desks, countless palace maids and eunuchs were busy in front and back, and there were even good-looking guards patrolling back and forth outside the palace.

"Tong Hu, Tong Baizhou, Fang Shang, absolutely invincible, these people are all here today."

Fang Chen's eyes wandered.

Then he glanced at Nie Tianyuan, Dongfang Haojie, and his eyes fell on Tianwu Zhenren and other golden elixirs.

More than a hundred golden elixirs have almost arrived, and nine out of ten of them are from Yuncang, Dawei, Chaoxiang, and Tianji.

These golden elixirs have different auras, and most of them are stuck at the early stage of the golden elixir, which is comparable to Fang Wanli, Jue Fei Chen, and Princess Shenlong.

Only a very few are in the middle stage of Golden Elixir, and as for the later stage, there are even fewer, too many to count with two hands.

"This is... Jindan Dzogchen?"

Suddenly, Fang Chen's eyes were attracted by a thin figure. Jin Dan, who was sitting next to this person, had been talking to him. There was a hint of politeness in his words, which could even be said to be flattering.

"Master Chen, the talismans on my body have been exhausted recently. When do you think you are free, can you help me refine some?"

"Master Chen, my grandson is very interested in the art of talismans. Can you allow him to become a disciple of yours?"

"Master Chen..."

"It turns out to be the Talisman Master."

Fang Chen understood clearly.

He looked elsewhere. There was an area where all the members of the Daqian royal family were seated.

Led by Princess Shenlong, Qian Feng and Qian Jiuye were also among them. However, Qian Feng was surrounded by many princes and princesses. Qian Jiuye was a little lonely, with only a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties beside him. .

It can be known from the frequent conversations between the two that this middle-aged man is the current Crown Prince of Daqian.

"As the second prince, Qian Feng covets the crown prince's position and forms cliques, but Prince Da Qian only has Qian Jiuye next to him? I think his situation is not good."

A faint smile flashed in Fang Chen's eyes.

In the royal family, this kind of fight is too common, and Xia Yu was also like this at the beginning. The only difference is that Xia Yu was the prince, but he was afraid that the third prince Xia Ji would steal his throne, so he deliberately planned to deal with Xia Ji.

As Xia Ji's best friend, Fang Chen naturally became a thorn in Xia Yu's side.

After a few breaths, Fang Chen looked at the group of monks from Chaoxiang.

Chaoxiang only came to Jindan this time, a female cultivator, but behind this female cultivator, there was someone who Fang Chen had seen before.

"Asaka Palace Yayoi? It turns out that she is from the fifth-grade Asaka Kingdom. Judging from her surname, she should be a child of the royal family.

In this way, the Wuchang Mountain behind it is either a major sect in the Chaoxiang Kingdom, or it may come from the Youxian Kingdom. "

Fang Chen suddenly felt enlightened.

Therefore, Asaka Palace Yayoi is young but masters the art of sacrificial refining of the natal magic weapon.

"Master Zenyuan is here."

Someone suddenly looked outside the hall.

I saw Chanyuan slowly coming with Xia Ji and Wu Ruochou. After entering the hall, he bowed to everyone, said the name of Buddha, and then sat in his seat silently.

Many golden elixirs looked a little weird and complicated when they saw Chan Yuan.

He only built a foundation, but lived to be four hundred years old. This matter was not only famous in Daqian, but also in Dawei, Chaoxiang, Tianji, many fifth-rank empires, and even sixth-rank empires. There were monks who had heard of Chan Yuan's deeds.

They also came from afar to study the Buddhist scriptures, but in the end they found nothing. They could only say that Zen Yuan's Buddhist practice far exceeded their imagination.

Jue Wudi was originally observing Fang Chen's expression, but after Xia Ji appeared, his eyes fell on Xia Ji.

Xia Ji noticed something and rolled his eyes at Jue Wudi. If it weren't for the special occasion today, he might have even raised his middle finger.

"Master, where should I sit?"

Xia Ji lowered his voice and pointed in Fang Chen's direction.

Master Chanyuan nodded lightly and said with a smile: "Don't cause trouble. Today is a special occasion, with the power of Nascent Soul."

"Master, don't worry."

Xia Ji nodded, moved the desk and sat down next to Fang Chen, and pushed Fang Jue outside.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, your cultivation seems to have improved by leaps and bounds?"

Fang Jue was a little curious.

Fang Lingxing, who was sitting not far away, frowned slightly and glanced at Xia Ji coldly, but a hint of suspicion flashed deep in her eyes.

Why did Xia Ji's cultivation level increase so much in such a short period of time?

"Maybe it's because I've been studying Buddhism all day long and gained some understanding."

Xia Ji chuckled and saw that Fang Chen was motionless and did not say a word, so he chatted with Fang Jue and started talking about family matters.

Fang Chen's eyes wandered around the golden elixirs. From the list given to him by Master Qinghe in the past few days, there were already seven or eight golden elixirs that he noticed. They were all probably Blood Spirit Sect monks.

"The one with his eyes closed, is he Fang Chen of the Fang family?"

"It should be him. I heard that he is blind and a disabled person."

"Have you heard the rumors these days? This person seems to be a descendant of Fang Tingyuan."

"Fang Tingyuan... this is the number one genius who conquered Yunyou Realm hundreds of years ago. The geniuses of Yuncang Kingdom and Youxian Kingdom are all inferior to him."

"Yes, with his background in the fifth-grade empire, he was suddenly accepted as a disciple of a major sect in the first-grade empire. Who can compare with such talent?"

"It's a pity that his background is always insufficient. He offended someone in the First-Rank Empire and became a useless person in just one night."

There were many young monks communicating secretly, looking at Fang Chen frequently.

They are not Dagan monks, and they also know that there was a ruthless man in Dagan hundreds of years ago.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time."

Suddenly, an old man walked slowly, followed by a foundation-building monk.

This old man is none other than Qian Wuji, the ancestor of Daqian who had appeared in Yuchuan Pavilion. He has perfect golden elixir.

And the foundation behind him is, not surprisingly, the current emperor of Daqian, just like the role played by Fang Kun in the Fang family.

"Fellow Taoist, I wonder if those three seniors are in the palace now?"

After a group of golden elixirs greeted Patriarch Daqian, they asked cautiously.

"I have received summons from three seniors. They are on their way. Counting the time, they should arrive soon."

Ancestor Daqian smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, a rainbow light fell in the main hall. When the light dissipated, a solemn-looking monk wearing red and gold cassocks appeared in front of everyone.

"Amitabha, I am not too late, right?"

The great monk smiled at everyone.

Lord Nagarjuna of Chenxiang Temple!

Everyone's expressions perked up and they all stood up and saluted with fists clasped in their hands, Fang Tingjian and others were no exception.

There are three sects in Yuncang Kingdom, and Chenxiang Temple is one of them!