Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"You have also seen that you should not get involved in general-level missions for the time being.

You can take a title now, and in the future, the title will be your name in the Soul-Slaying Division. "

Master Chongxu smiled lightly.

Fang Chen thought for a while and thought:

[Everyone, my name is Wushi Tianzun]

【……】

【……】

Master Chongxu: "..."

She was silent for a few moments and looked at Fang Chen with a strange expression: "Is your title too big? The word Tianzun... is not something that can be mentioned casually."

"So no one would have thought that Wushi Tianzun would be a small foundation builder."

Fang Chen smiled, "This will help me conceal my identity, ensure my own safety, and also intimidate the Blood Spirit Cult monks."

If there is an undercover Blood Spirit Cult agent in the Soul-Slaying Division, and he wants to make plans after hearing this title, he has to think carefully about himself.

Master Chongxu was thoughtful.

[Wushi Tianzun, what is your cultivation level? Couldn't he be a third-level monk? 】

Someone asked, while the others remained silent, obviously observing the situation.

[Wushi Tianzun is an old man, you should have enough respect for him. I am Lingxiao. 】

[Are you really an old-timer? It seems that our Soul-Slaying Division has become stronger again. 】

【congratulations. 】

Fang Chen looked at Master Chongxu with a strange expression: "Senior Chongxu, is your title Lingxiao?"

Master Chongxu nodded slightly, with a smile on his face: "Since I have spoken, they should have no doubt about your identity."

[Wushi Tianzun, do you want to follow me to investigate the clues of the Blood Spirit Cult warrior? He may be lurking in the Youxian Kingdom. If you can find out his true identity, pull out the carrot and bring out the mud, you can directly kill many of them. Blood Spirit Cult monk. 】

[I’m going to Zhongzhou, so I’m temporarily unavailable. 】

[Alas, what a pity...]

Fang Chen looked at Master Chongxu with a trace of confusion on his face: "Senior Chongxu, this name seems to be easy to use. If there are Blood Spirit Cult monks lurking in the Soul-Slaying Division, wouldn't they make a fuss about this name? , pretending to be someone else?”

"If anyone dares to impersonate someone else's name, his true colors will be revealed."

The corners of Master Chongxu's mouth raised slightly: "It's not like there were no Blood Spirit Sect monks who wanted to use this to harm the Soul Slayer Division before, but it's a pity that they forgot who the rings in our hands came from."

"The rings you and I use are all made by our Soul-Slaying Priest Ancestor. Now that you have taken a name, the Ancestor has already known it. If he finds out that you are using someone else's name to do evil, it will be equivalent to confessing to the Ancestor that you are a blood person." Spiritual monk.”

The smile in her eyes became even bigger: "At that time, no matter where you are, the patriarch can easily find you and take away your ring and your life."

Fang Chen was startled for a moment, and suddenly felt a pair of invisible eyes watching him. He didn't know if it was an illusion.

As if he guessed what Fang Chen was thinking at this moment, he smiled lightly at Master Xu:

"The Patriarch is not that boring and won't keep an eye on us all the time. You don't have to worry about your secrets being leaked."

"Senior Chongxu, I wonder what the title of the ancestor is in the Lingzhan Division?"

Fang Chen was suddenly curious.

"The Patriarch has no title, or... no one knows which title is behind the Patriarch."

Master Chongxu shook his head gently: "You just need to remember that the existence of the Lingzhan Division is only to deal with the Blood Spirit Sect, and we will only gather because of the Blood Spirit Sect. On weekdays, you are you and I am me. There will be no such thing as too much." More intersections.”

Fang Chen nodded slightly and already had a preliminary idea of ​​the structure of the Lingzhan Division.

The Soul Slayer Division is not a sect or a family, and its members do not have much contact in private unless the target is the Blood Spirit Sect.

"However...one thing is similar to the sect, those who have made meritorious deeds will be rewarded."

Master Chongxu chuckled: "The Ancestor is already aware of your existence, and your reward will probably be delivered soon."

"Is it coming soon?"

Fang Chen was slightly startled.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Master Chongxu smiled and took Fang Chen to the outside of the cave.

I saw a goshawk holding a flying sword in its mouth, waiting quietly. After seeing Fang Chen, it dropped the flying sword in its mouth, turned around and disappeared into the sky.

"The top-grade yellow-level flying sword has one hundred and eight soul seals. One more soul mark will make it a low-grade xuan-level flying sword."

Master Chongxu picked up the flying sword with a sigh on his face, and then handed it to Fang Chen:

"This is the reward given to you by your ancestor."

Fang Chen took the flying sword with a serious look in his eyes.

From the moment he refined the ring to now, in less than a cup of tea, the reward from his ancestor was already delivered to his door.

No wonder Master Chongxu said that if someone uses his name in vain, his life will be taken away by the ancestor in an instant.

This is indeed true.

"The monks at the ancestral level are truly divine in their methods."

Fang Chen sighed in his heart.

"Xiao Chen, this flying sword is equivalent to four ordinary yellow-level magic weapons."

Xiaojian's voice was filled with excitement.

"Well, I'll give it to you later."

Fang Chen thought in his heart.

"Are you going to Zhongzhou next? That realm is not simple. When you get there, you'd better not get involved in ordinary tasks and just practice well.

If you want me to give you a suggestion, I still hope that you can stay in the Yunyou Domain to practice. Zhongzhou Kingdom is not suitable for fourth-level monks. "

Chongxu Zhenren said.

"Juniors have reasons why they have to go."

Fang Chen smiled.

Since being promoted to Foundation Establishment, his cultivation has stagnated, and even his spiritual power has stopped increasing.

Mainly because the introductory chapters of Three Thousand Dao Sect are the techniques for the Qi Refining Period. Only by going to the Three Thousand Dao Sect to become a naturalized person can he obtain the techniques he practiced in the foundation building.

The only improvement during this period is that the small sword has swallowed a few magic weapons, and the sword body has been slightly strengthened.

After experiencing that incident more than ten years ago, Fang Chen already understood that if he wanted to truly unleash the power of the Eight Desolations' Supreme Sword Sutra.

You have to keep up with your own cultivation. You can't just exhaust your lifespan every time?

He was alive this time because of the power of merit.

What about next time?

"Your status as a sword cultivator in a first-level empire may not be as useful as you imagined, but... everyone has their own opportunities, and I won't give you any advice."

He smiled at Master Xu and turned back to the cave.

Seeing the door of the cave slowly closing, Fang Chen knew that this was Master Chongxu seeing off his guests.

He bowed, turned and left.

Outside, Elder Yan seemed to have been waiting. Fang Chen thought about it and asked:

"Elder Yan, did you just see a goshawk?"

"Goshawk?"

Elder Yan was slightly startled, then smiled lightly and said: "This is Ziji Taoist Temple. No living being can enter without our permission."

"She can't see it...and the Golden Core cultivator can't see it either. The ancestor's method is really magical. I don't know if the goshawk is a living creature or some kind of magic."

Fang Chen's mind moved slightly.

Half an hour later.

Elder Yan took Fang Chen to a bamboo building, where Dongfang Haojie and the others had been waiting for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, Master has ordered that you can stay here as long as you want during this period."

Elder Yan smiled softly, turned and left.

Seeing this, Dongfang Haojie hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Brother Fang Chen, what did Senior Chongxu say to you?"

He winked, vaguely hinting at something.