Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Fang Chen thought that Fairy Jade had also told him about this matter, but he didn't take it to heart at that time.

Now that Zhou Tianzhijian is mentioned again, I can't help but feel a little curious.

"Old liar, please don't slander me. My little sword will repay Xiaochen with all my heart. Even if I am level six or level seven, I will not harm him."

Xiaojian was very angry.

Zhou Tianzhijian sighed: "You are a newborn calf and you don't understand anything. Didn't I tell you that you won't harm him? But you can't control those nine evil creatures. Besides, there are some things you don't want to do." It won’t happen.”

"Xiao Zhou, please be careful."

Fang Chen casually handed Zhou Tianzhijian ten middle-grade spiritual stones.

Zhou Tianzhijian expressed that he was very sad. He had not replenished his spiritual stones for a long time during this period.

Fang Chen gave him ten more, and Zhou Tianzhijian reluctantly explained the pros and cons in detail:

"First of all, in my opinion, your sword cultivation method is somewhat similar to the Great Heavenly Master chapter. The Great Heavenly Master is refining himself as an elixir, while your sword cultivation is refining yourself as a sword."

"Junior to me, I am the God of Heaven. You can achieve mutual success, but the premise is that my cultivation level must be able to suppress the sword body."

"If you can't suppress it, no matter whether the junior is willing or not, it is possible that the sword will become a human being and use it as the master. At that time, I will be the sword in the hands of the junior, and it is unclear who will be the master."

Fang Chen was thoughtful, and he understood what Zhou Tianzhijian said. Now that his sword body is at the fourth level, he really feels like he is a flying sword. His physical body is not afraid of the Nascent Soul.

If his cultivation cannot suppress the sword body, might it turn into a real flying sword, with its own consciousness like a small sword?

"This is just one of them. The second one is the immortal blood stains on the junior's body. There are nine evil things hidden in it. Evil things that breed with blood. The stronger the junior is, the stronger the evil things will be. Although the junior can still suppress it now, who can Can we guarantee that it can be suppressed after it reaches the fifth level?"

Xiaojian originally wanted to retort, but gradually fell into silence, seeming to sense that there was a hint of danger.

This danger may affect those closest to it.

"Xiao Zhou, in your opinion, you want to wait for me to advance to Nascent Soul before letting Xiaojian advance to the fifth level?"

Fang Chen pondered.

"This is safer. Before that, we have to find a way to refine the nine evil things. They are very strong...at least compared to my current brother. If they are the main ones, I will not have the slightest ability to resist."

Zhou Tianzhi's lesson.

Xiaojian: "Xiaochen, just listen to the old liar. You refine them first, and then I will advance to the fifth level."

"I tried it last time. Refining them is the same as refining you. Let me think about other methods."

Fang Chen said softly.

"Actually... after I advance to Nascent Soul, and then use the spirit possession technique, I might be able to force them to come out and negotiate with you."

Zhou Tianzhi's lesson.

negotiation?

Fang Chen's eyes moved and he looked at the mottled blood, feeling like someone was staring at him inside.

"Yes, negotiate. Evil things are evil things. Although they are strong, they don't have a physical body for them to exert their strength. So after I am promoted to Nascent Soul, the power of the spirit possession technique will be greatly increased. By then, as long as the junior can hold on for an hour and a half, I think this group of people will The evil thing can’t stand it anymore.”

Zhou Tianzhi's lesson.

"What's the use of negotiating? Can they listen to me?"

Fang Chen shook his head gently.

"Of course they are useful. If they are willing to be actively refined, give them a chance to live. It just so happens that I can occasionally borrow their power.

If they don't want to, the spirit possession technique at that time is enough to destroy them, one by one, and the younger generation won't be too hurt. "

Zhou Tianzhijian smiled.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaojian suddenly trembled, and a sword sound sounded, and the mottled blood seemed to come to life and kept twisting and changing.

"Xiaochen, they are very angry. It seems that the old thing is right."

Xiaojian was very surprised, and then shouted angrily: "Quiet!"

The terrifying sword intent surrounded him and immediately suppressed the mottled blood.

"Is it useful? That's good. Just follow what Xiao Zhou said. After I am promoted to Nascent Soul, I will refine them to eliminate hidden dangers."

Fang Chen nodded.

About half a month later, the ten years of the Three Thousand Dao Realm were up, and Fang Chen returned to the quiet room again.

Only one day has passed to the outside world, but Fang Chen has spent ten years.

"Including this time, I have been to the Three Thousand Dao Realm three times, for thirty years. Now I am not too young..."

Fang Chen touched his still fair and tender face and couldn't help but sigh.

Counting the thirty years in the Three Thousand Dao Realm, he is now seventy years old.

Fang Chen left the quiet room and found Langya Wenqiu. He learned that it would take several days for the Ji Jianfeng brothers to arrive, so he inquired about some spiritual materials.

"Senior Brother Fang, do you know how to make alchemy!? Our Langya tribe should have these spiritual materials. Even if we don't, we can ask the people below to find them for you, but it may take a while."

Langya Wenqiu said in surprise.

"I don't think I know how to do it. I just want to give it a try, but let's wait until we get to the Void Immortal Sword Sect."

Fang Chen smiled.

If Jiang Tianai had just left and he had found a bunch of spiritual materials to prepare elixirs, if the news reached the ears of Shaoyue Xuanxian from the Giant Immortal Sect, he would be suspicious.

"Senior Brother Fang, actually..."

There was a hint of hesitation on Langya Wenqiu's face, and he cautiously advised: "Actually, we should focus more on the way of swordsmanship. The art of alchemy is always a side-line, and it is very expensive.

I've heard that some alchemists are not very skilled and will lose a lot of money if they fail to refine a batch of elixirs.

Losing the spirit stone is not a big deal, but it is true that it is a waste of time. We sword cultivators don’t have much longevity. If we practice alchemy again, it will have a great impact on ourselves. "

"You have a point."

Fang Chen nodded, "I'll give it a try and won't waste too much time on it."

It is generally accepted that sword cultivators have a short lifespan, and Fang Chen does not think that his own lifespan will be an exception.

Ordinary golden elixirs can live for four hundred years, but sword cultivators can only live for about two hundred.

Based on this calculation, he still has one hundred and twenty-three years left to live. Fortunately, after being promoted to Nascent Soul, he will have an additional four hundred years of life.

A few days later, four sword lights came from a distance. The aura of the owner of the sword lights was not strong. They were all around the golden elixir stage, similar to the original Jing Yuehan.

These four sword lights were noticed by Fang Chen as soon as they came near the cloud platform. He took a look out of his body and saw that they were two men and two women.

"You said...we are late this time, will you be angry if we ask Junior Sister Qiu?"

The slightly older male swordsman looked worried.

"It depends on whether the Langya tribe has suffered a loss. I think since Junior Sister Wenqiu is here, and even Senior Brother Fang is here, Cang Dao Mansion must give some thin noodles, right?"

A nun.

"Yes, yes, junior brother Fang is not ordinary. If Cang Dao Mansion knows his origin, they have to give him some face. We have to take him back this time no matter what."

After speaking, several people speeded up and appeared on the cloud platform one after another. The older one shouted directly:

"Junior Sister Wenqiu, we are here!! Let the Xianqin tribe come out and die!"

"A sword cultivator from the Xuxian Sword Sect."

The monks from the Langya tribe's eyes lit up slightly, and then they looked at each other with a strange expression.

The Xianqin tribe had left long ago, and the other party came too late...