Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

The gray-robed Taoist is none other than Taoist Li, who said he was leaving a few days ago.

Master Qinghe looked at him blankly, with a hint of surprise on his face: "Didn't you leave?"

"After thinking about it, I still feel uneasy. After all, I brought you to Daxia. If you die in Daxia, how should I explain to your master in the future?"

Li Daoye said righteously: "So I decided to stay and fight with you..."

He glanced at the people around him, but in the end he did not say the word Blood Spirit Cult. After all, there were some things that mortals could not know and could easily cause trouble.

Fang Canyou was stunned, and then asked the nurse beside him: "Did you let the person in?"

The faces of these nurses suddenly turned the color of pig liver and blushed with embarrassment.

"Second uncle, he is very sophisticated and cannot be stopped by ordinary people if he wants to enter Fang Mansion."

Fang Chen smiled, then looked at Li Daoye:

"Brother Taoist, do you recognize the origin of this object?"

Li Daoye: "Of course I recognize it. I've been lucky enough to see Yue Chen Jin a few times. This thing is the best material for forging magic weapons. Do you feel this powerful dragon mace?"

It must have at least twelve soul seals. This is a good thing, but it is a pity that the magic weapon made of moon-stained gold cannot be used by ordinary people.

It has extremely high requirements on the soul, and the spiritual power is not enough to activate it. "

After saying that, he secretly regretted that such a good magic weapon appeared in front of him, but he not only couldn't use it, but also couldn't steal it because he couldn't lift it.

Even a monk at the twelfth level of Qi Refining will not be able to use this powerful weapon if his soul is not up to standard.

"Brother Fang, I suggest you sell it, it is very valuable."

Li Daoye winked at Fang Chen.

The money he mentioned was naturally referring to spiritual stones.

"Magic weapon...spiritual power..."

Goddess Xiao's eyes moved slightly, she looked at Master Li several times, and then at Master Qinghe, her expression gradually became weird.

"It's a pity to sell such a good thing."

Fang Chen walked to Kang Long Mace and gestured to pick it up.

Seeing this, Master Li waved his hand: "Brother Fang, although I admire your cultivation, you can't afford it. It is rumored that there is an empire called Yueshen Kingdom, which is rich in Yueshen Gold. The monks of Yueshen Kingdom are born with divine souls." It is powerful, so the magic weapons are mixed with moon-stained gold, and only they can use this kind of magic weapons easily."

While speaking, Fang Chen had already grasped the Dragon Mace, and then slowly lifted it up. It was not as heavy as expected, but it felt better than ordinary weapons.

Master Li was stunned, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. What happened? The magic weapon in front of him, which was obviously mixed with a lot of gold, was actually lifted up easily by Fang Chen?

What does this mean? It means that the power of the other party's soul is far beyond his imagination, and the soul corresponds to the cultivation level, so isn't the other side's cultivation level...

"Fang Junshen is indeed the most powerful person in my country!"

Li Maocai was convinced. Sure enough, this weapon was indeed tailor-made for Fang Chen, and only Fang Chen could use it!

Huang Sihai and others didn't find it strange. In their opinion, Fang Chen's cultivation methods were beyond imagination, and it was not surprising that he could pick up this weapon.

"Sure enough, Chen'er is more powerful. This guy said that Chen'er can't be picked up, and I don't know who he is criticizing here."

Fang Cangyou smiled.

A look of embarrassment appeared on Daoye Li's face. When he saw Master Qinghe looking at him, he couldn't help but said: "I'm just saying that if you are strong enough, you can still pick up Yueshen Gold.

Obviously, Brother Fang is this kind of person. "

Everyone ignored him and looked at the Dragon Mace in Fang Chen's hand.

As Fang Chen's spiritual power flows through it, soul seals gradually light up. There are twelve soul seals in total, which look very magical.

"This magic weapon has been ownerless for a long time. It has no mark of the previous owner."

A faint smile appeared on Fang Chen's face.

This would save him a few days of work, and he could start refining it later.

"Brother Fang, try your power?"

Li Daoye's eyes lit up slightly. He was very curious about the power of the magic weapon of the twelve soul seals.

"Not here."

Fang Chen smiled lightly and said, "We will demolish the entire Fang Mansion. You and Qinghe come with me to the mountains to try it."

"Brother, I want to go too."

Fang Zhixue said quickly.

"No, stay home."

Fang Chen immediately refused.

He didn't want Fang Zhixue to come into contact with things in the world of cultivation so early.

If there is a chance in the future, he will find a book of immortal Tao techniques to see if Fang Zhixue and the others can practice them. As for the three thousand Tao techniques, there are sect rules, and he cannot pass them on to outsiders.

The Blood Spirit Technique is a demonic technique, so naturally it cannot be passed on to them.

Half an hour later.

In a barren mountain in the southern suburbs of Kyoto, Tie Ma, Xu Ge, Huang Sihai, Li Daoye, and Qing He stood behind Fang Chen. In front of Fang Chen, there was a huge stone.

This boulder is more than ten feet high and looks like a small mountain. A person standing in front of the boulder would look as small as an ant.

Fang Chen raised the Dragon Mace in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then gently tapped it on the boulder. In an instant, a terrifying spiritual power burst out!

The spiritual power in Fang Chen's body immediately disappeared by 30 to 40%, and this 30 to 40% of the spiritual power was instantly amplified countless times by Kanglong Mace.

There was no sound, and the entire hill turned into sand and disintegrated one after another.

Iron Horse: "Hiss!"

Xu Ge: "Hiss!!"

Huang Sihai: "Wow!"

Master Qinghe: "Oh..."

Mr. Li: "???"

Everyone was stunned. Even Li Daoye and Master Qinghe, who were monks, were also shocked by the scene in front of them!

With just one click, a small mountain disintegrated?

What would be the consequences if such terrifying power fell on a human being?

"It's too scary. It's worthy of being a magic weapon with twelve soul seals. It's so powerful that it may even threaten the foundation-building monks... What a pity, what a pity, why didn't I encounter such a good thing..."

Li Daoye's face was full of unwillingness.

But he also understood that he would not be able to use this thing if it fell into his hands.

"With this magic weapon, maybe it will be much easier for Fang Junshen to clean up the Blood Spirit Cult monks in Daxia. This is a good thing."

Master Qinghe glanced at Mr. Li with some excitement.

"Yeah."

Daoye Li nodded perfunctorily, Blood Spirit Sect? Is it possible to avoid contact or not? A mere magic weapon with twelve soul seals has such terrifying power. How terrifying will the magic weapons owned by those foundation-building monks and even the Golden Pill monks in the Blood Spirit Religion be?

Burning the sky and boiling the sea is not a problem!

"Congratulations to the Crown Prince for receiving this treasure!"

Huang Sihai suddenly clasped his fists and said: "With this thing here, if it were to strike in the army, how many people would die, I wonder who would dare to come to our Daxia to cause trouble!"

Tiema and Xu Ge also looked happy.

The stronger Fang Chen is, the happier they will be.

"This is a good thing, but it consumes a bit too much."

Fang Chen whispered to himself.

His cultivation level is not high enough. If he were at the sixth or seventh level of Qi Refining at the moment, he would be more comfortable using it. Now he can only use it as a trump card.

Thinking of this, he thought, and the Dragon Mace was put into the storage ring. Fortunately, there was no concept of time and gravity in the storage ring, so even the Dragon Mace could be stored easily.