Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

The old man in white frowned slightly and said calmly: "This is not possible, he must be buried in the Xuxian Sword Sect."

There was confusion in the eyes of Xia Ji and others. Why?

Fang Chen was also a little confused.

What does the other party want with his corpse?

"You don't know that the sword fetus he obtained is very special. Since it is the flying sword that he cultivated, while he is alive, the flying sword will never change hands, and even the patriarch cannot refine it."

The old man in white explained: "Now that he is dead, bury him in the Xuxian Sword Sect so that the disciples can go there and pay homage when they are free. Maybe they will be recognized by Feijian and recognize him as their master again."

"Let the disciples of Xuxian Sword Sect come to worship me?"

Fang Chen had a strange expression on his face.

The standards after his death were really high...

"No wonder the flying sword disappeared..."

The female swordsman's face was stunned and her expression was a little complicated. She had never heard of these things.

It can be seen that there are many things to pay attention to in the lineage of sword cultivation.

"Junior, this guy's plan is going to fail. Brother, he will never die."

"He still wants me to recognize someone else as my master? That's just wishful thinking. I only recognize Xiaochen!"

"Yes, wishful thinking! Haha!"

In the jade coffin, Xiaojian communicated quietly with Zhou Tianzhijian.

"It turns out that this person has this plan..."

Xia Ji looked strange.

The female sword cultivator looked at Fairy Jade: "Little junior sister, why not bury Fang Chen in our Ji Jian Peak, and you can visit him often."

"no."

Fairy Jade shook her head resolutely: "The prince said that he can only be buried wherever he wants."

After saying this, Fairy Jade looked at the old man in white: "Elder Huang, the prince will not be naturalized!"

"What are you doing?"

The old man in white frowned slightly, as if he wanted to curse a few words, but suddenly remembered something and swallowed the words he was about to curse.

He was silent for a few breaths, then sighed and said, "Is there no room for change?"

"No."

Jade Fairy shook her head.

"In this case, he should be naturalized, but you have to tell me where he is buried so that my disciples can go there from time to time to pay homage."

The old man in white sighed softly.

"this……"

There was a trace of hesitation on Fairy Jade's face.

"Fairy Jade, this is not a bad thing for Fangda, and it is also good for Daxia."

Xia Ji suddenly said.

Fairy Jade nodded and agreed to the matter.

Then she asked: "Elder Huang, is it true that the prince cannot recover? I have improved a lot due to my merits during this period. The prince deserves more merits."

The old man in white stared at the jade coffin for a few seconds, looked at the skinny Fang Chen inside, and shook his head gently:

“The only condition for people to gain merit is that you must be alive.

If you die, even if your soul remains, you will not receive the merits from God. Ghosts can only obtain Yin virtues. "

"According to what he said, I should be able to obtain merit. I am not a ghost now, my soul is still there..."

Fang Chen was thoughtful.

The words of the old man in white revealed an extremely important piece of information, which was very useful to him.

No wonder a few days ago, he suddenly saw a ball of white gas falling from the sky and submerging into his body.

But no matter how he checked after that, he couldn't see any clues, as if everything was just an illusion.

Now that I think about it, this white air should be a meritorious deed.

It's just unknown when these merits will take effect and whether they can bring him back to life physically.

"The prince will not die so easily."

Fairy Jade frowned.

The old man in white chuckled lightly: "He has cut off all his life. If he is not dead now, he will be like the ancestor of the church in the future. But how high is the possibility of this? You naturally understand in your heart."

When the female swordsman saw that Fairy Jade's expression turned ugly, she immediately changed the topic:

"Elder Huang, what do you think about the Blood Spirit Sect?"

"Me? How else can I see it? Our peak master already knew about this and took two to three hundred people to find the Blood Spirit Cult a few days ago.

I guess this time the Blood Spirit Cult will have to kill more than a dozen people to reach the third level before this matter can be settled, right? "

The old man in white smiled lightly: "If I had not come to you, I would have followed you this time. My hands have been itchy for a long time, and I am worried that no one will try the sword."

After a pause, a cold light flashed in his eyes:

“The Blood Spirit Sect’s actions this time broke its own rules.

Not only will our Void Immortal Sword Sect take action, but the various factions will not be idle either. I estimate that they will not dare to stir up trouble again for a long time.

As for your fear that the Nascent Soul will come back for revenge, there is no need to worry.

I will leave Ten Sword Intentions behind, and don’t leave once he comes, but I can say with certainty that he won’t be able to come, and now he is probably being scolded by the senior leaders of the Blood Spirit Religion. "

"So domineering!"

Fang Chen and Xia Ji sighed at the same time.

When they thought of the Blood Spirit Cult killing more than a dozen middle-level and third-level monks, both of them were a little elated.

Hit the third level, that’s an out-of-body start! Nascent Soul is only at the fourth level!

"With such a senior who has left behind a sword spirit, Daxia will have no worries."

Fang Chen felt relieved.

His current situation is quite special, and he doesn't know when his physical body will come back to life. These ten sword intentions can at least protect Daxia from being harmed when he is unable to take action.

Three Realms Mountain.

The reason why this place is called Sanjie Mountain by Daxia, Qingsong and other countries is because there are three mountains stretching for thousands of miles, like three natural dividing lines, forming a triangular primitive forest.

In a certain area of ​​Sanjie Mountain, the soil here is darker in color, a bit like brown and a bit vermilion.

Looking down from the sky, it looks like a robe stained with blood.

"Just be buried here?"

Xia Ji stood in a certain vermilion area and whispered: "Fang Da once fought fiercely here for more than a month."

Zhang Xiaoke touched the soil on the ground and said to himself: "I was responsible for delivering news at that time, and I came here a few times. I was lucky enough not to stay with those brothers."

The Jade Fairy stared at the jade coffin in silence.

This was the first time for Fang Qingyao to come to Sanjie Mountain. When she saw the scene here, she realized how fierce the battle in Sanjie Mountain was!

"Little Junior Sister, let him rest in peace first. Anyway, with this jade coffin here, his body will not decay."

The female swordsman said softly.

The Jade Fairy nodded slightly, then bent down and started digging the soil.

Seeing this, the female swordsman was about to use her sword, but saw Xia Ji and others also rolling up their sleeves and starting to dig into the soil.

"Sister, please don't use the sword. Many of our brothers and sisters are buried here. Although they are dead, their souls may still be there. Using the sword will scare them."

Fairy Jade said without looking back.

The female swordsman gave up her thoughts and looked very complicated, but she was vaguely curious about the relationship and past experiences of this group of people.

When digging the pit, everyone dug up several skeletons. They carefully collected them and buried them with the jade coffin, just like the skeletons still guarding Fang Chen after his death.

At the moment when the soil was sealed, everyone suddenly felt a violent wind blowing from the mountain forest.

The trees in the forest were bent down by the strong wind, like hundreds of thousands of soldiers saluting.

The old man in white had a strange look on his face: "The yin energy is so strong, I'm afraid the soldiers who died here have not yet been reincarnated..."

Seeing this scene, Xia Ji and others laughed happily.

"Your Majesty, they are all waiting for you."

Fairy Jade wiped the corners of her eyes and said softly.

Fang Chen stood on his grave, wondering if it was an illusion or if he really saw it.

He seemed to see hundreds of thousands of figures appearing in the forest, clasping their fists and bowing to him, performing military salutes.

Fang Chen showed a happy smile on his face and bowed in return.