Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Your Majesty, something's not right."

The Jade Fairy's eyes flickered and she looked around.

I saw groups of monks receding like a tide, as if to leave a certain amount of space for some people.

These monks did not go far, some stood by the road, and some went into the restaurants and teahouses on both sides of the street to lean on the railings and watch.

The young man in purple who had been following everyone now appeared with his men in a thirty-three-storey cloud tower with carved beams and painted pillars, flying pavilions and flowing pills.

There were many Nascent Souls and Golden Cores here, and when those Nascent Souls saw the young man in purple, they all smiled and said hello.

From their conversation, it can be known that this group of people are all direct subordinates of King Zhentian.

"Everyone, where are the eldest prince and the second young lady at this moment?"

The young man in purple clothes, Zhao Kaihe, cupped his fists and smiled.

A Nascent Soul colleague pointed to a taller cloud tower not far away and said with a faint smile:

"The eldest prince and the others are all over there, as well as the previous-generation immortal seedlings from various sects. Now Mr. Chen and his people are guarding them nearby. We are not qualified to come forward, so we can only watch the excitement here."

"Mr. Chen also came forward?"

Zhao Kaihe was a little surprised, with a strange look on his face: "I heard that Mr. Chen is going to pass the tribulation soon, right? At this time, you are not afraid of a sudden thunder disaster outside. If you accept the tribulation in Chaoxian Mansion, the entire Chaoxian Mansion will be buried with you. "

"Don't worry about it. Mr. Chen has no idea. It's not yet time to deal with the disaster."

Yuanying smiled faintly.

After a pause, he said slightly mysteriously: "Zhao Kaihe, do you know how many people came to Chaoxian Mansion this time?"

"How many?"

Zhao Kaihe's eyes moved.

"This number."

The opponent turned his hands over.

Zhao Kaihe was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there were more than twenty sects or immortal cultivating families paying attention to this matter.

You must know that when the Zhentian Palace launched a wanted search for the Jade Demon Girl, all these sects were not interested and had no intention of intervening.

"The number I mentioned is only for the Immortal Mansion-level sects and aristocratic families. I don't know how many others are there."

"In short, what happened today is neither big nor small. It ranks among the top ten in Central Continent in the past hundred years."

"That was really exciting."

Zhao Kaihe smiled slightly and looked at Fang Chen and his group with a hint of schadenfreude.

If you are in charge during the tribulation period, you can become an immortal mansion.

Up above is the Immortal Court, where the Ascension Stage sits. Over the past tens of thousands of years, the Ascension Stage, like the Loose Immortals, has had another name - the Immortal King.

Sanxian is the ancestor of the religion.

Ascend to the rank of Immortal King.

Overcoming the tribulation can be called mysterious.

Nowadays, there are only a hundred immortals in Zhongzhou, and half of them have not been born for thousands of years, and it is not known whether they are dead or alive.

There are even fewer Immortal Kings further up, and as for the Ancestors, they can be counted on one hand.

At this moment, countless eyes were quietly looking at Fang Chen and his group.

Some of the owners of these eyes came from the Immortal Court, and some came from the Immortal Mansion.

Among them, there were two old men whose cultivation surpassed all others. At the moment, the two were standing side by side on a high platform, chatting without a word.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, it seems that the eldest son of your family is about to be promoted to Hedao. If I remember his age correctly... it should be only 160 to 100?

Haha, Hedao, who is less than 200 years old, may inherit the mantle of King Zhentian in the future. "

"Your Majesty, the third calamity has not passed yet, so it is impossible to say that he will be reunited soon, not to mention that there will be nine calamities after the reunion."

Another old man said calmly: "Every calamity is half a foot on the road to hell. It is not that easy to inherit the mantle of the King of Zhentian."

"That's true... By the way, Fellow Daoist Chen should be about to face the tribulation? Are you ready? If you pass the nine tribulations in a row, we will have another Xuanxian in Zhongzhou Kingdom. I would like to congratulate you in advance."

"It's far away. It's okay not to mention this matter. But Fellow Daoist Su stayed in Huangyuan for a period of time. Did you ever know the origin of this son?"

"Although Huangyuan knows many secrets in the world, let alone the origin of this child, I don't know.

But even you and I can't see through the breath-containing magic weapon on him, which shows that his background is not simple.

I guessed that maybe some Xuanxian had made a new disciple on a whim. "

"Xuanxian..."

The two old men stopped talking. At this moment, many figures were already looming around Fang Chen.

"Master Qinghu, please let the three of you go on your own for the rest of the journey."

Fang Chen spoke slowly.

"Prince Fang, let's meet at Qingmu Sect."

The Lord of the Qinghu Kingdom nodded slightly, and then left with Tu Qingqiu and the little princess of the Qinghu Kingdom.

They are also aware of their surroundings.

Trouble has come to Fang Chen and the two of them. In this level of fight, the three of them cannot help them at all.

A few breaths later, a figure came from the street and stopped when it was still a hundred feet away from Fang Chen and the other two.

This man was dressed in linen clothes, wearing a pair of straw sandals, and his messy hair was spread over his shoulders.

A monk from Chaoxian Mansion recognized his origin, with a look of surprise in his eyes:

"It's Meng Tianshu, the immortal seedling from Qixuanmen."

Everyone's expressions brightened.

The Qixuan Sect is not well-known in the realm of Zhongzhou, and it is not even considered an Immortal Mansion. There is only one Hedao-stage monk in the sect.

But five years ago, a dark horse came out of the Qixuan Sect, a Jindan Dzogchen who completed the ancient immortal path at an extremely fast speed and won the title of Immortal Miao.

I heard that I also gained a kind of magic from it!

"Meng Tianshu of Qixuan Sect, I met fellow Taoist."

Meng Tianshu slowly clasped his fists at Fang Chen.

"Xia Xuanji, a casual cultivator, met fellow Taoist."

Fang Chen's face didn't change and he said calmly.

Fairy Jade glanced at him with a strange expression.

"Jiulu Valley Yang Qing, I met fellow Taoist."

Another figure walked out of the alley next to him and cupped his fists at Fang Chen.

"Fang Ze of Yuchan Palace, I met fellow Taoist."

"Ding Wan of Baiyue Island, I met fellow Taoist."

"Prajna Sect traveled through the sky and met fellow Taoists."

"Shuiyue Gate..."

"..."

One after another, figures came out, and without exception, these figures were all Golden Elixir Perfection, and they were freshly minted fairy seedlings in recent years.

If ordinary golden elixirs are just unknown to the public in Zhongzhou Kingdom, then these immortal seedlings are all new stars in the cultivation world without exception.

From the moment they became Immortal Seedlings, their names had been spread throughout Zhongzhou Kingdom, and even the second-grade empire would receive the news.

The monks of Chaoxian Mansion had an eye-opener today. They suddenly saw dozens of immortal seedlings appearing. Normally, they might not be able to meet any of them in their lifetime!

“One, two, three, four…thirty-three…No matter what the outcome of today’s battle is, that one will be famous.

Thirty-three immortal seedlings came forward to suppress them at the same time. Has Jin Dan ever enjoyed such a scene? "

There was a sigh on Zhao Kaihe's face, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious of Fang Chen in his heart.

The surrounding Nascent Souls were also filled with emotion.

Everyone has climbed up step by step from the golden elixir stage, but when they were most prosperous, they were not even one ten thousandth as good as this person today.

"What's there to be envious of? Although we were not as good as him when we were in the Golden Core, we are already Nascent Soul, and he... I'm afraid he will stay in this state forever."

A Nascent Soul said indifferently.

Everyone nodded slightly. Although the path of cultivation depends on talent and qualifications, in the end, it depends on who can go further.

This is a principle that has never changed since ancient times.