Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

More and more children of the Fang family rushed over, and many of them were the original foundation builders.

For example, Fang Mosheng and others, after seeing Fang Chen, their eyes widened and their hearts were filled with shock.

"Why are you making such a fuss here?"

An impatient voice sounded, and Fang Wanli floated over with a wine gourd in his hand, glaring at everyone:

"If you don't get down to business, why are you gathering at the place where our ancestors practice?"

"Ancestor, Fang Chen is back."

Someone said cautiously.

"Fang Chen!? This kid is dead. His body is cold. Are you kidding me?"

Fang Wanli yelled angrily.

Everyone immediately stopped talking and the scene became a little quiet. Fang Wanli also felt something was wrong. He glanced around and immediately saw Fang Chen.

"Boy, have you returned to your soul!? They say that you will return to your soul in seven days. Why did you come back after more than ten years!?"

Fang Wanli lost his voice.

"Ancestor, Brother Fang Chen is still alive. Look at the shadows on the ground."

Fang Yun whispered.

"Impossible. I personally checked at the beginning. The vitality in his body was completely cut off and all his life span was exhausted. How could he still be alive?"

Fang Wanli shook his head repeatedly: "Every one of those dozen swords cut off his own longevity. If it were the ancestor, I would be dead, let alone him!"

After saying that, Fang Wanli looked at Fang Chen: "Boy, how are you doing down there? Don't be afraid if your life is not good.

Because of you, our Fang family has received a lot of benefits in the past ten years. Our ancestors saved them all for you and burned them one day to spend on you. "

"Ancestor, are you drunk?"

Fang Chen said helplessly.

Only then did everyone realize that Fang Wanli's face was red, and he was obviously drunk, so he looked a little drunk and his head was not very clear.

"Wan Li, how many times have I told you? You use wine as your guide, and I won't stop you, but you must remember not to mess up your affairs because of wine."

Fang Tingjian walked slowly, scolded Fang Wanli first, and then nodded to Fang Chen:

"follow me."

"You guys wait here."

Fang Chen told the three demons and followed Fang Tingjian away.

Fang Wanli was stunned for a while, then suddenly looked at everyone: "Is this kid really still alive?"

Everyone nodded silently.

"Drinking makes things worse!"

Fang Wanli cursed secretly, turned around and hurriedly followed the two of them.

After the three people left, everyone's eyes fell on the three demons of Shengfo.

Facing so many foundation building and qi refining, Qingxuan seemed a little uncomfortable and crossed his body.

"What is the relationship between the three of you and Brother Fang Chen?"

Fang Yun asked curiously.

Sheng Fo followed Fang Yun and saluted with clasped fists: "Master Qi, we are Master's disciples."

"Are you Fang Chen's disciples?"

Fang Ao looked strange and looked at each other.

Sure enough, extraordinary people are also so eccentric in recruiting disciples, and all three of them are demon cultivators...

"You three, Fang Chen has something to discuss with the ancestor in detail, why don't I go to the living room and wait?"

Fang Ao smiled.

Sheng Fo thought for a moment and nodded gently: "Thank you very much."

"No need to be polite, we are all our own people."

Fang Ao smiled, and then said to Fang Kun in the crowd: "Master, don't we have some spiritual fruits that demon cultivators take in our treasure house? We will use them to entertain the three of us this time."

Fang Kun nodded silently.

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"This storage ring contains 50,000 low-grade spiritual stones."

Fang Tingjian took out a storage ring and handed it to Fang Chen:

"Back then, you killed a lot of golden elixirs and saved a lot of people. Part of the spiritual stones here come from the profits that the Fang family has gained from you over the years.

Some of them are given to you by others to express their gratitude.

You weren't here before, so Wan Li and I kept it for you. If you don't survive, we will give it to someone close to you in the future. "

"Fifty thousand low-grade spiritual stones?"

Fang Chen's eyes moved and he took it without any courtesy.

He is currently short of spiritual stones, and all the original spiritual stones have been spent.

Xiaojian and Zhou Tianzhijian suddenly became excited.

Especially the former, it has not swallowed a magic weapon for many years, and its stomach has long been growling with hunger.

"Boy, can you tell me how you survived? My ancestor personally checked your body and it was clear that you could not be saved."

Fang Wanli asked curiously.

Fang Tingjian glanced at him and said calmly: "Is it possible that we monks haven't seen some supernatural things?

Instead of worrying about this, you might as well think about how to break through the current bottleneck. "

Fang Wanli's face suddenly showed a look of sarcasm.

He had been stuck in the early stage of the Golden Elixir for many years and had been unable to break through. He had long since given up on the idea of ​​breaking through, and just wanted to drink more before his life was over.

"Originally, I not only left you 50,000 low-grade spiritual stones, but for Fang Wanli, I decided to exchange some of them for mid-grade spiritual stones to help him break through the bottleneck."

Fang Tingjian looked at Fang Chen and said softly: "Just treat it as something he owes you. If you need it in the future, just ask him to get it back."

"hey-hey……"

Fang Wanli smiled sheepishly.

"Ancestor, why should some spiritual stones be so serious?"

Fang Chen smiled and shook his head: "It is an unexpected joy for me to have these 50,000 low-grade spiritual stones. There is no need to talk about anything else."

After a pause, the smile on Fang Chen's face gradually faded, and his expression became slightly solemn:

"Ancestor, has there been any change in the Blood Spirit Religion in the past ten years or so?"

Fang Tingjian shook his head slightly: "The Blood Spirit Sect does not dare to make any changes in the Yunyou Realm. After that day, Master Chongxu has spread the news everywhere.

Nowadays, if anyone wants to start a war, regardless of whether he is a Blood Spirit Cult monk or not, he will be dealt with accordingly.

After doing this several times, no one dared to think about it easily, and the Blood Spirit Cult monks did not dare to show their faces again. "

There was a hint of sarcasm on his face: "I guess they never thought that this matter would have such serious consequences.

I estimate that within hundreds of years, there won't be much turmoil in the Yunyou Realm. As for the small quarrels, there is no need to pay attention to them. "

Fang Chen nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that the Blood Spirit Sect has indeed suffered a big loss this time. At least Yunyouyu has learned well and will not be easily disturbed by it.

"By the way, Master Chongxu is full of praise for you. Our Fang family's development over the years has something to do with her."

A faint smile appeared on Fang Tingjian's face: "She takes care of us everywhere. If you are free this time, you can go and see her. By the way, check out Fang Jue. I heard that he has successfully built the foundation."

"I want to go to Yuxu Mountain first."

Fang Chen said.

"Yuxu Mountain? Why are you going there? That big tiger has a bad temper."

Fang Wanli said subconsciously.

Fang Tingjian frowned slightly: "You should respect Nascent Soul."

"Yes, yes, it's the real White Tiger, not the big tiger."

Fang Wanli nodded repeatedly.

"I have three disciples who are all demon cultivators. I can't teach them much, so I want them to worship under the master Baihu.

No matter what, he owed me a favor, and the favor must be repaid. "

Fang Chen smiled.