Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

A peaceful small mountain village was crowded with people today. Every family brought their children under ten years old to the grain drying field at the entrance of the village.

Their faces were filled with excited smiles, and they all looked at the old village chief with white hair and white beard.

"Everyone."

The old village chief cleared his throat, "Today is a great day for the Qinghua Sect to accept disciples. A few days ago, I received a message saying that an immortal master from the Qinghua Sect will come to visit today. You must take good care of the little ones at home. Don't let them hit the Immortal Master."

"Village chief, don't worry. These little brats are very well-behaved. How dare they challenge the immortal master?"

Someone laughed.

The old village chief smiled and nodded, with a look of expectation in his eyes: "Our Niuxin Village has been here for hundreds of years, and no one has ever entered the Qinghua Gate. You must work hard this time.

In the Niufei Village next door, thirty years ago, a man was favored by the immortal master and was included in the Qinghua Sect. In the past few decades, their small life has been enjoyable. "

Everyone seemed to have remembered something, and their faces showed envy.

"Little bastard, why are you here to join in the fun today!? Go back to the cowshed!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with angry eyes picked up the sole of his shoe and threw it wildly on a boy of about six years old.

The boy had a bronze complexion and a thin build. He was beaten repeatedly and kept retreating, but his eyes always had a firm look and he was unwilling to leave.

He knew that today's fate may be the only opportunity in his life and he should not miss it.

The people around looked gloating, and the children also spoke one after another:

"Calf shit, stinky all over, no father, no mother, no one to care for."

"Be a beggar, be a beggar, and even the dogs will hate you!"

The children's heckling made the adults laugh.

At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared in the sky and landed in front of everyone in an instant.

"Monster, monster!?"

When everyone looked up, they were immediately frightened. Everyone froze in place, staring blankly at the figures in front of them.

A green snake, a tiger, and a monkey are all much larger than ordinary beasts!

Fortunately, the old village chief had seen the world. He saw that one of the young men looked like a fairy, and he quickly clasped his fists and bowed:

"The little old man has seen the immortal master, met the immortal master!"

"Is it the Immortal Master!?"

Everyone was stunned. When would the immortal master of Qinghua Sect be followed by three monsters?

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed in front of Fang Chen, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing continuously.

His forehead hit the hard bluestone floor of the grain drying field again and again, and blood soon oozed out.

The thin figure looked like a calf who had just been beaten to pieces by a middle-aged man and ridiculed by children of the same age.

Fang Chen gently raised his hand, and a spiritual force gently supported the child so that he could no longer kowtow. Then, with a look of confusion on his face, he said to the old village chief:

"Old man, why is this?"

The old village chief had a sarcastic look on his face. He didn't know how to answer. In the end, he could only shout at the middle-aged man:

"Don't take this kid back yet!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

The middle-aged man stepped forward and was about to take the child away, but found that he was blocked by a force, as if an invisible wall appeared in front of him.

There was a look of shock on his face, this is the Immortal Master's method! ?

"Old man, I wonder what you are doing?"

Fang Chen asked with a smile.

The old village chief said quickly: "Today, an immortal master from the Qinghua Sect came to accept a disciple. We are waiting here."

"Qinghuamen?"

"Yes, every ten years, an immortal master from the Qinghua Sect will come to our Niuxin Village to recruit disciples. Immortal masters from other places will also go there."

Fang Chen was slightly startled.

The relationship between the immortal sects and mortals in Yuncang Kingdom seems to be closer than those of the fifth- and sixth-grade empires.

Having a stable time to go down the mountain to recruit disciples means that these sects will have more surplus resources.

The old village chief asked cautiously: "Are you the immortal master of Qinghua Sect?"

"I'm not."

Fang Chen smiled and shook his head: "Old man, is this the territory of Yuncang?"

"Yun Cang?"

The old village chief showed a look of confusion on his face.

"Not an immortal master from the Qinghua Sect?"

There was a look of astonishment on everyone's faces. Could it be that besides Qinghua Sect, there are immortal masters elsewhere in the world! ?

The thin child was also frozen in place at this moment, with a daze in his eyes.

At this moment, several cranes circled over and slowly landed in front of everyone.

As soon as these cranes landed on the ground, they cast hostile glances at the three demons of Hushan Lord.

On the back of the leading crane sat a middle-aged man with a gloomy face. On the backs of the cranes behind were young men and women, who looked no more than 20 or 30 years old.

"I will pay my respects to all the immortal masters!"

The old village chief and others hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

Even if there are children who look confused, their parents will push them to the ground and kowtow in salute.

The gloomy-looking middle-aged man nodded gently, with a hint of arrogance in his indifferent eyes. He slowly looked at Fang Chen and said calmly:

"What kind of monk are you from? Do you know that this is the realm of Qinghua Sect?"

"I'm passing by here and asking for directions."

Fang Chen smiled.

Ask for directions?

The middle-aged man's expression improved. He glanced at the three monsters of Hushan Lord. After seeing that the three monsters were only at the Qi refining level, he didn't take it to heart and said to Fang Chen:

"These country folk don't know much about where your Excellency comes from and where you are going. They may not have traveled beyond a fifty-mile radius in their lives. Asking them for directions is a waste of time."

"May I ask your Excellency, is this the Yuncang territory?"

Fang Chen said.

"Yes, this is the realm of Yuncang. So you are not a monk of Yuncang?"

The middle-aged man's eyes moved slightly, "I wonder where you are going? What are you doing in Yuncang?"

"I plan to go to Yuxu Mountain."

Fang Chen smiled.

Yuxu Mountain! ?

The middle-aged man's expression perked up, the arrogance on his face suddenly faded away, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes:

"Are you a disciple of Yuxu Mountain?"

Ziji Taoist Temple, Yuxu Mountain, and Chenxiang Temple are the three top sects in Yuncang Kingdom.

Comparing Qinghua Sect with these three sects, that is the difference between a grain of light and a bright moon.

"I just met Master Bai Hu once, so I'm going to pay him a visit."

Fang Chen said.

"Oops! I don't know what to call you, I am Liu Buyun, the deacon of Qinghuamen."

Liu Buyun immediately took a few steps forward, with a warm smile on his face. He was completely different from the cold and arrogant person he had been when he first arrived.

"I have met Daoist fellow Taoist Liu thousands of miles away."

Fang Chen smiled politely.

Liu Buyun exchanged greetings with Fang Chen enthusiastically, saying "Fang Daoyou" to one another, "Fang Daoyou" to one another. It was not until his disciple gently reminded him that time was running out that he finally remembered the business.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, please wait for me. After today's business is over, I wonder if you can invite Friend Fang to my Qinghua Gate as a guest?"

Liu Buyun said.

Fang Chen saw that Liu Buyun was in the early stage of foundation building. Such monks personally came out to recruit disciples. The Qinghua Sect's background was not weak.

You should know the location of the nearby Tianbao Pavilion and the exact direction of Yuxu Mountain. It would not be a bad idea to stay there for an hour or two.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen smiled and nodded: "Then don't bother Daoist Liu."

When Liu Buyun saw this, he immediately took out the spiritual bell and said to the old village chief and others:

"You know the rules, come and test spirits. Niuxin Village is our last stop today. I hope you can come up with one or two good ideas this time."