Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"The imperial capital of Yuncang is indeed not comparable to Daqian. The formation in front of us can probably kill Nascent Soul."

Fang Chen stood in the void, quietly looking at the imperial capital of Yuncang Kingdom in front of him.

After opening the Wushi Immortal Eye, he could clearly see terrifying lines of breath intertwining, covering the entire imperial capital.

This is a formation, and it is more powerful than those he knows.

There is a very eye-catching fairy mountain in the imperial capital, which is the site of Ziji Taoist Temple.

When coming to Yuncang Country, besides taking a trip, Fang Chen also wanted to meet Master Chongxu and get to know the Lingzhan Division.

The Soul-Slaying Division has the same goal as him, and they both take the eradication of the Blood Spirit Sect as their own responsibility. They are all considered comrades.

"Little Niu Shi, how have you been understanding the Purple Qi Art recently? Have you figured out the secret?"

Fang Chen looked at the calf shit and smiled.

A blush appeared on Maverick's dark face, and he said shyly: "Master, I... still don't quite understand..."

"This is normal. Cultivation of immortals is not about studying. You can achieve something by following the script. You had the qualifications of Si Xiang before, which does not seem to be high here, but if you put it in those remote places, it can be regarded as mid-range qualifications."

Fang Chen smiled lightly and said: "Those monks can also achieve something, and you will naturally achieve something in the future, but I haven't asked you yet, what is your purpose of cultivating immortality?"

"The purpose...is it to find my mother..."

There was a look of confusion in Maverick's eyes.

"Didn't they say that both your parents were dead?"

Fang Chen was slightly startled.

Xiao Niu Shi shook his head quickly: "My mother is not dead, but someone killed my father when we were fleeing. My mother took my sister and left with that person in order for me to survive. If I become a monk, I should You can find your mother."

"Where was your mother taken away?"

Fang Chen said.

"Can not remember……"

Calf Shit shook his head slightly.

Fang Chen sighed in his heart.

How big is the Yuncang Kingdom? Trying to find someone in a place like this is like finding a needle in a haystack for a monk.

"Practice well and you will find your mother in the future."

Fang Chen smiled and patted his head, then took him into the imperial capital of Yuncang Kingdom.

After all, calf shit is the nature of a child. Although he has experienced a lot and has become very calm, he can still be subconsciously immersed in all kinds of things in the imperial capital.

"Hurry and go and see, Fang Jue of Ziji Taoist Academy is going to fight with the Chief of Huangmen of Xuanhuang Palace!"

"Huh!? Who is Fang Jue? Why did he start a fight with the chief of the Huangmen of Xuanhuang Palace?

Although Xuanhuang Palace is not as good as Ziji Taoist Academy, the strength of the chief disciple... is not comparable to that of ordinary disciples of Ziji Taoist Academy, right? "

"You haven't heard of Fang Jue? You should remember Daqian Fang, right?"

"Oh!? Is this the family behind Fang Chen who killed the Spring and Autumn Period and helped the three Nascent Soul Masters to save the Yunyou Realm?"

"Yes, Fang Jue comes from the same origin as him!"

"Then you have to take a look. I'm afraid it's not easy!"

"Fang Jue fights with others? With his temper...if he doesn't make him anxious, he won't want to fight with others in public, right?"

A faint smile appeared on Fang Chen's face, and he led Maverick towards the direction of the crowd of people.

This is a natural lake located in the most prosperous area of ​​Kyoto.

Monks from all walks of life were already standing around Hubo, and many mortals took the opportunity to sell some fruits and make a small living here.

Above the lake, two figures stood, one of which was Fang Jue, whom he had not seen for more than ten years.

He looks more mature than before, and after being promoted to Foundation Establishment, his aura is also very strong.

Obviously the foundation is well laid.

Opposite Fang Jue, stood a young man in white with a stern face and an aura that was no weaker than Fang Jue's.

"I thought you wouldn't come to the three-year appointment, but I didn't expect you would dare to come today."

The young man in white didn't seem to care about the monks watching the battle around him, and said to Fang Jue indifferently, minding his own business.

There was a hint of contempt in his tone.

"Since I agreed to this fight, there is no reason not to come. Let's talk about how we will fight this time, whether we will fight to the death or to live."

Fang Jue said in a deep voice.

"Fighting between life and death, it all depends on fate."

The young man in white smiled lightly.

Everyone looked slightly stern, this was obviously not an ordinary fight, it was a fight to the death!

Maybe one of the two people will die here today.

"Brother, does the Yuncang Imperial Capital allow monks to fight in broad daylight?"

Fang Chen asked casually to a young man beside him.

The other party looked at Fang Chen and saw that Fang Chen was bringing a child with no foundation in cultivation. He obviously didn't want to pay attention to it, but he still replied politely:

"They made an appointment for this fight three years ago. Ziji Taoist Academy, Xuanhuang Palace, and the Yuncang Royal Family all agreed, so today's fight will not break the rules."

"That's it, then what's the grudge between these two people in front of you? Are they going to fight to the death here?"

Fang Chen asked again.

"You are not a native of the Imperial Capital, are you? When Mu Zhaohe, chief of the Huangmen of the Xuanhuang Palace, mentioned Daqian Fang Sword Master Fang Chen in a private discussion three years ago, his words seemed a little inappropriate.

Someone happened to tell Fang Jue, and Fang Jue came to question him, but was seriously injured by Mu Zhaohe. Fang Jue was not building the foundation at that time, so the feud between the two was formed at that time. "

The other party said impatiently.

Fang Chen was slightly startled and looked a little strange. He didn't expect that the cause of Fang Jue's fight with Mu Zhaohe was actually him?

Just then, a familiar voice sounded.

"Fang Jue, the guy who did this to me has never experienced that, so what qualifications do he have to judge Brother Fang Chen!"

Fang Chen's eyes moved and he saw the fat man Dongfang Haojie standing in the crowd waving his fat palms.

Next to her stood Fairy Tianyin. At this moment, her eyes looking at Mu Zhaohe were also full of coldness.

Mu Zhaohe glanced at Dongfang Haojie, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, and he smiled jokingly:

"Although I have never experienced that incident, I don't believe that the catastrophe in the Tangtang Yunyou Realm was solved by a Qi Refining monk.

If it weren't for the presence of those three Yuan Ying seniors, I'm afraid you and I wouldn't be able to stay here.

I only mentioned that Qi refining all day long, and never thought about why the Yunyou Domain is calm today? "

"What the Huangmen chief said makes sense."

"Perhaps what happened at the beginning was really exaggerated. I said, how can refining Qi hurt the Nascent Soul?"

Everyone whispered.

When Fang Jue saw Mu Zhaohe's teasing and sarcastic remarks, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes and he said in a deep voice:

"You only need a few words to wipe out everything Fang Chen has gained with his own life? People like you are even more hateful than the Blood Spirit Cult monks!"

"Hate me? Then take action, don't talk nonsense, I want to see, how can a person in the early stage of foundation building defeat me, a mid-level foundation builder?"

Mu Zhaohe had a provocative smile on his face.