Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

An hour later, Fang Chen opened his eyes, and the aura on his body had gradually calmed down.

Compared with before, the spiritual power has increased by at least three times.

This means that when Fang Chen uses the third sword of the Eight Desolations Suppressing Immortal Supremacy Sword Sutra, it will be a bit easier than before.

"When I advance to the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, or the early stage of the Golden Core, the third sword should be at my fingertips without having to waste my lifespan."

"Your Majesty, how do you feel?"

The white paper man asked softly.

"How does it feel? Better than ever."

Fang Chen smiled and sighed in his heart.

Then he looked at the jade slip again.

Although the jade slip given this time was only the foundation building chapter, Fang Chen had a vague feeling that the golden elixir chapter and the follow-up to the Nascent Soul chapter were also included.

After thinking about it, Fang Chen put the jade slip back into the drawer instead of taking it with him.

This thing is too precious to be lost. Even if the stone bead is snatched away, the other party will not be able to open the Three Thousand Dao Realm, let alone come here.

He opened the other drawers and looked at them. Every drawer was empty, indicating that the orthodoxy inside had long been lost.

"If possible, I will find all the three thousand gates and return them to their original owners."

Fang Chen whispered to himself.

When the black and white paper man heard this, his eyes flickered. How difficult is this matter? At least not even their former master Tian Daozun could do it.

Nowadays, the person standing behind some orthodoxy may be an ancestor or a powerful person at the level of Immortal King.

Getting back the Taoist lineage from them is probably a bit more difficult than ascending to the immortal world...

Next, the three of them walked around the area again. Except for the Taoist palace, the surroundings were completely white.

The black and white paper man tried flying into the clouds and kept flying, but he couldn't reach the end, so he had no choice but to turn back.

"Forget it, let's go out first."

Fang Chen smiled bitterly.

This Three Thousand Dao Realm may only include the Dao Palace in front of you, or there may be other secrets, at least the three of them cannot discover them now.

The black and white paper man nodded slightly. This place is really magical. Let’s explore it later.

An hour later, the three of them were still standing in front of the Taoist palace, each looking up at the sky.

"Are we unable to get out..."

Fang Chen was silent for a while, then slowly spoke.

The white paper man shook his head slightly: "I don't know, maybe there is some mechanism?"

The black paper man frowned and thought: "Does someone need to re-inject spiritual power into the stone beads?"

"I just tried it, nothing seems to be wrong, and I don't have enough spirit stones to try it again."

Fang Chen looked at the stone beads in his hand, frowning and thinking.

He tried injecting spiritual power, but Shi Zhu didn't send the three of them out, and there was no movement at all.

"Look again, maybe the way to leave is in the Dao Palace."

The white paper man suggested.

Fang Chen and the black paper man nodded slightly and returned to the Dao Palace to find a way to leave.

Three days later.

Fang Chen's expression became more solemn, and he realized that no matter how hard the three of them searched, they could not find a way to leave this place.

Is it possible that he will be trapped here for the rest of his life?

"Xiao Zhou, how should I leave this place?"

Fang Chen finally placed his hope on Zhou Tianzhijian.

"Brother...you still have some middle-grade spiritual stones left, right?"

Zhou Tianzhijian asked rhetorically.

"How much do you want?"

Fang Chen's eyes moved slightly.

"Originally, the middle-grade spiritual stones you have left are not enough for me to answer this question, but I have accumulated some myself in the past few years. After calculation, it is barely enough."

Zhou Tianzhijian sighed.

"Old guy, I feel like you're taking advantage of me."

Xiaojian's voice was suspicious.

"Junior, if I want to take advantage of the situation and rob it beforehand, why wait until I only have a hundred middle-grade spiritual stones left?"

Zhou Tianzhijian asked back.

"It's all for you."

Fang Chen thought for a while, then threw all the remaining middle-grade spiritual stones to Zhou Tianzhijian.

The black and white paper people knew that the booklet in front of them might be a magic weapon. When they discovered that the booklet was absorbing middle-grade spiritual stones, they were inevitably a little surprised.

Another thing similar to stone beads?

Not long after, all the middle-grade spiritual stones were absorbed by Zhou Tianzhijian, and it said simply:

"Brother, you don't need any method to leave the Three Thousand Dao Realm. You just need to wait ten years."

"ten years?"

Fang Chen looked a little strange. Although ten years is not a long time, if he really wants to stay here for ten years, wouldn't the Blood Spirit Sect's plan in Cang Dao Mansion be sure to succeed?

"Ten years in this world, one day in the outside world, brother, this thing is much more useful than that junior.

Even though it eats a lot, what it gives you is time. In these ten years, with the help of the Feather Spirit Pill, you will be able to advance to the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, right? "

Zhou Tianzhijian continued.

Fang Chen was a little shocked.

Ten years in this world and one day in the outside world?

How could the Three Thousand Dao Realm be so magical?

"Xiao Zhou, next time I come in, will I need to give it hundreds of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones and some medium-grade spiritual stones again?"

Fang Chen looked a little solemn.

If that was the case, he would have to take the jade slip out.

"That's not the case. The main reason this time is because it, like me, has not had spiritual power injected into it for many years, so it eats so hard."

Zhou Tianzhijian said: "According to my estimation, it only takes 500 medium-grade spiritual stones to come in at one time, which is actually not much."

"Five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones..."

Fang Chen looked weird. Isn't this enough?

When he killed several people from Yu Donglai, they were all strong men from the Xiantian Dao Sect. Yu Donglai was in the Fusion stage and could be considered the top group of the third level. The total number of middle-grade spiritual stones they had on them was only two hundred... …

It's just five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones, and it's worth ten years in exchange for it. If you think about it, it's a good deal.

"Xiao Bai, Xiao Hei, we may have to stay here for some years."

Fang Chen looked at the black and white paper man.

"Your Majesty, the Dao Palace is rich in spiritual power. If you want to stay for a while, practicing in it will be very beneficial."

The white paper man's expression changed.

The Taoist palace has strong spiritual power?

etc……

Fang Chen suddenly had a guess in his mind. Could it be that the rich spiritual power in the Dao Palace was the spiritual stones he injected earlier?

For the next half a year, Fang Chen practiced in the Taoist Palace, and his cultivation level increased dramatically every time he swallowed a Feather Spirit Pill.

In just half a year, his realm has reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, and he can start to break through to the late stage of foundation building.

Six Yuling Pills were consumed, and there were still fifty-four left.

Zhou Tianzhijian said that the value of these sixty Feather Spirit Pills far exceeds the two hundred mid-grade spirit stones, which is indeed true.

The medicine is so powerful that it takes a whole month just to digest it.

"Xiaochen Xiaochen, I have digested it!"

The small sword suddenly broke out of the body and circled around Fang Chen excitedly.

The black and white paper figure had been sitting cross-legged nearby. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but open his eyes and look at the little sword curiously.

In the past six months, Fang Chen has not only improved his cultivation, but his sword body has also slowly strengthened.

Now Xiaojian is one step closer to the fifth level.

Fang Chen smiled. He still had four Xuan-level magic weapons left in his hand, one of which was a high-grade Xuan-level magic weapon with three Dao seals.

One is a middle-grade Xuan-level piece with two Dao seals.

The two pieces are of the lower Xuan grade, each with a Dao seal.

He threw the two low-grade Xuan-level magic weapons to Xiaojian. Xiaojian was so excited when he saw it that he immediately devoured them. As a result, he became fat and returned to Fang Chen's body for digestion.

"Yes, the time given by the Three Thousand Dao Realm not only allows me to practice, but also allows Xiaojian to complete the digestion process."

Fang Chen suddenly felt that these ten years were too timely.

Otherwise, the small sword would be unable to be used during the digestion process and would always be a hidden danger.