Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"What!? Daxia Army!?"

Master Lin was slightly startled. After checking carefully, his face suddenly turned red and he was panting like an ox:

"It's really the Daxia Army! It's the Daxia Army!"

"Army soldiers of Great Xia, follow me back home!"

A voice sounded, and the next moment, Fang Chen turned into a sword and flew into the air. He looked at the officials on the tower and said with a smile:

"Open the city gate, and I will send my brothers and sisters home."

"It's Fang Junshen!!"

The officials' faces turned red and they were so excited that they immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Fang Chen.

Master Lin immediately shouted down: "Open the city gate, Fang Junshen is sending the soldiers of Daxia back home, don't stop me!!"

"Great Xia Army!"

The defenders finally came to their senses and quickly opened the city gate. Then they suppressed the fear in their hearts and looked at the bones carefully, and finally they saw the clues.

"It's the Daxia Army! I recognize their uniforms!!"

"These...couldn't they be the Daxia army that died in Sanjie Mountain?"

"It should be them! Fang Junshen is also back. It was Fang Junshen who sent them home!"

In an instant, the whole city was filled with people, and countless people were driven out from their homes.

The soldiers and sword guards in the city quickly took on the responsibility of maintaining order and not letting the people block the road.

The skeletons of 600,000 soldiers passed through the streets in an orderly manner. The eyes around them were filled with surprise, fear, curiosity, confusion, and excitement.

Suddenly, an old woman on the street became extremely excited. She cried and struggled, trying to rush to the street.

"It's San'er. San'er is back. San'er, I'm your mother!"

"stop!"

Fang Chen's voice sounded.

The Blood Corpse Sect monk quickly controlled the bones of Daxia soldiers to stop.

Fang Chen dodged and appeared in front of the old woman. Seeing this, the fierce sword guard who was blocking her quickly knelt down and saluted.

"I'll wait to see Fang Junshen!"

They looked excited, never expecting that one day they would be able to see the Great Xia Military God so close.

"Aunt, which one is your third son?"

Fang Chen looked at the old woman and asked softly.

"It's him, it's him, I won't admit it wrong, look at the bell hanging on his body, I made it for him before he went to war.

At that time, I thought that if San'er died on the battlefield and he came home in the future, I would know he was back when I heard the bell. "

The old woman pointed at one of the bones.

There is a bell hanging around the waist of this white skeleton, tied with a thick rope. It is obviously very precious and is worried about being lost.

"Aunt, please take him back."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

The old woman and several of her family members quickly stepped forward and carefully took away the bones.

At the same time, many people around him also recognized their family members.

A few hours later, the army of bones left the city and headed towards Kyoto.

Thousands of Daxia soldiers have been claimed by their families.

Fang Chen's plan is simple.

Along the way, the recognized soldiers will go home, and the rest will go to the Wanshi Cemetery, and the people of Daxia will come to claim them by themselves.

Some of those whose identities cannot be recognized will live in the Eternal Cemetery from now on.

Master Lin and his men looked at the army of bones retreating in the distance with extremely excited expressions.

"Quick, send a message to everyone, let them prepare, don't block the road!"

Master Lin suddenly ordered.

After several subordinates heard this, they immediately left in a hurry and prepared to order someone to summon him.

"Six hundred thousand, a full six hundred thousand...these are our good sons and daughters of Daxia, and now they have finally returned home."

Master Lin murmured to himself, tears welling up in his eyes without even realizing it.

"Master Lin, this time not only Daxia Erlang has returned home, but Fang Junshen has also returned. Today's Fang Junshen should be one of those immortal figures, right?"

A subordinate said cautiously.

Master Lin wiped the corners of his eyes and said with a smile: "What else? Didn't you see those hundreds of living people? They should be monks, but they looked at Fang Junshen with nothing but awe."

"Very good……"

The subordinate murmured to himself.

Daxia Kyoto.

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Xia Yuanduan sat on the dragon chair. More than ten years have passed, and now he has grown up.

There were some familiar faces standing below, Jiang Yushu, the Fifth Prince, Ye Dongming, the Minister of War, Tao Mingsheng, the Minister of Rites, and Huang Sihai.

Huang Sihai is now the commander of the Blade Guard, and his power in Daxia is second only to Xia Yuan.

But everyone knows that although Xia Yuan is the emperor, he is the only one who can really affect the pattern of Daxia.

"That's good, that's good. Now the weather is good in the north and the south, and the people have enough to eat. Every year, the tribute from Qingsong, Longdu and other countries is only a lot more."

After Xia Yuan read the memorial, he showed a relaxed smile and said to the officials below:

"Throughout the dynasties, emperors who are as relaxed as me should be the only ones who poop like scorpions, right?"

"Holy Lord, this is a good thing."

Ye Shangshu said quickly.

"Yeah, that's a good thing."

Huang Sihai smiled deeply.

Xia Yuan smiled and nodded, then looked at Huang Sihai, with a hint of expectation in his eyes:

"Commander Huang, when will Fang Junshen return? I miss him."

Huang Sihai remained calm and said softly: "The prince is now embarking on the path of cultivating immortality. He may be entangled in trivial matters. When he solves everything, he will naturally come back."

Jiang Yushu and others looked at each other, with a hint of worry in their eyes.

Fang Chen has not come back for more than ten years, and they have occasionally heard some bad rumors.

At this moment, a sword guard suddenly ran in and said excitedly:

"Your Majesty, gentlemen, our Daxia Army is back! It was Army God Fang who personally sent them back!"

The officials in the court were slightly startled, with a look of confusion on their faces.

Huang Sihai's expression changed, he looked at the fierce sword guard and shouted: "Speak carefully and explain the matter clearly!"

"Yes, yes, yes, don't get excited and explain things clearly first."

Xia Yuan also said quickly.

"Your Majesty, Lord Huang, it's like this. We received news that someone is coming to Kyoto with hundreds of thousands of bones. These bones are the Daxia army who died in Sanjie Mountain.

It was Fang Junshen who brought them here! "

"Has anyone seen it with their own eyes? Is he really the prince!?"

Huang Sihai walked up to the fierce sword guard, his eyes as deep as the sea.

"Absolutely true!"

The fierce sword guard nodded repeatedly.

"Hahahahaha——"

Huang Sihai looked up to the sky and smiled, and the aura on his body even escaped a little uncontrollably, making many generals with martial arts backgrounds feel terrified.

terrible!

They knew deeply that Commander Huang in front of them had also set foot on the immortal path, and his methods were unpredictable!

"Send the order, all the fierce sword guards from all over the country will be mobilized by me to welcome the crown prince! Welcome the Great Xia army!"

Huang Sihai gave an order and then looked at Xia Yuan: "Your Majesty, let's go and greet the Crown Prince."

"Let's go."

Xia Yuan immediately stood up and ran to Huang Sihai to urge: "Let's go!"