Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Break his legs?

Which him?

Before any of the monks had time to react, they saw He Zhongshu rushing to Lin Hai like a madman and breaking both of his legs.

Lin Hai was off guard and waited until his legs were broken before he could react. He looked at He Zhongshu in shock and anger.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, I have no choice but to forgive you."

He Zhongshu's voice sounded in Lin Hai's ears.

Lin Hai was startled, looked towards Fang Chen with a slightly pale expression, and said in confusion:

"Is it the one from Chaoxian Mansion?"

"yes."

"..."

Lin Hai almost didn't mention it in one breath. Thinking that the immortal seedlings from Dayan Dao Sect were killed whenever they wanted, and now they could still sit here and fish for black dragon fish with such arrogance, he suddenly felt worried about his situation.

"Who is this!?"

Some monks were so impatient that they sent messages to fellow Taoists around them to inquire, but for a long time they did not get an accurate answer.

The fairy seedling who worshiped Yue Dao Sect solemnly broke the legs of the Dayan Dao Sect monk just because of a word from the other party.

Even with the status of the Void Immortal Sword Sect, it is difficult to achieve it, right? Someone thought of what He Zhongshu had just called Fang Chen: Crazy King.

"Mad King...what a strange name."

Everyone exchanged looks.

But this is Black Dragon Mansion, which is still some distance away from Chaoxian Mansion. Except for a few monks present today, they may have never even heard of what happened at Chaoxian Mansion, let alone recognize Fang Chen’s identity. .

"Mad King, do you think this is feasible?"

He Zhongshu hugged Fang Chen.

"you can go now."

While Fang Chen was talking, another black arowana appeared on his face. Everyone looked at it and were dumbfounded. Some people had already noticed that Fang Chen's eyes were different from ordinary people's.

"Eye Technique?"

Many people were thoughtful.

The origins of monks with the inheritance of eye skills are basically not much different.

"Then I'll take my leave first."

He Zhongshu clasped his fists again, then turned around and left without any hesitation.

The monks he brought with him quickly followed suit.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, these are the twelve middle-grade spiritual stones I lost... This matter has nothing to do with me, so I will take the first step."

Lin Hai's friend took out twelve middle-grade spiritual stones and handed them to him. Then he took a cautious look at Fang Chen. Seeing that Fang Chen didn't express his stance, he immediately rubbed oil on his feet and fled the place.

Lin Hai did not hesitate, and took out twenty-eight medium-grade spiritual stones to make up to forty, and then said to Cheng Yuhan:

"Here are the forty middle-grade spiritual stones. I, I lost your bet."

"It should have been like this, so we wouldn't have to break two legs."

Cheng Yu took the spirit stone from his hand with a cold face.

Lin Hai breathed a sigh of relief and quickly looked towards Fang Chen: "Your Excellency, can I go..."

"Don't leave in a hurry, I have something to ask you."

Fang Chen stared at the dark black lake and said calmly.

A flash of panic flashed in Lin Hai's eyes, and he subconsciously looked at Meng Tianshu. Among the monks present, he was afraid that this was the only one who could intercede on his behalf.

"Fellow Taoist, we meet again."

Meng Tianshu showed a faint smile on his face and slowly came to Fang Chen.

When Cheng Yuhan and others saw this, they directly drove away the nearby monks: "There is no excitement to see. Let's go back to fishing."

Everyone already knew that these were all sword cultivators from the Xuxian Sword Sect. They were afraid of being questioned about their swordsmanship, so they could only move away reluctantly.

"Fellow Daoist Meng, your cultivation seems to have improved."

A smile appeared on Fang Chen's face.

Langya Wenqiu saw this and gave up his stool to Meng Tianshu.

"Thank you girl."

Meng Tianshu was not polite, moved a stool and sat next to Fang Chen, looking at the deep black lake:

"Thanks to fellow Taoists, the first of the three disasters and nine tribulations has been overcome. Now it is truly complete. I want to eat more black dragon fish and be promoted to Nascent Soul in the best condition."

"Has the first disaster been overcome?"

Fang Chen showed a hint of envy on his face.

He was really envious. He didn't know when the first disaster would come or in what form it would come.

I hope it won't be on that special occasion. If the first disaster occurs when fighting with others, it can only be said that it is really unlucky.

There was a hint of gratitude in Meng Tianshu's eyes: "The fight with fellow Taoist was my first disaster. Without those two words of comfort from fellow Taoist, my state of mind might have been shattered, and I would not have been able to truly reach perfection."

Fang Chen nodded slightly. If the golden elixir cannot be truly perfected, it cannot be promoted to Yuanying. It can only rely on external force to break through.

Isn't it because of this that the former Daqian Patriarch joined the Blood Spirit Cult?

After chatting with Meng Tianshu for about a cup of tea, Meng Tianshu stood up and left. Before leaving, Meng Tianshu couldn't help but look at Fang Chen a few more times and said hesitantly:

"If you Taoist friends are promoted to the Golden Elixir, you can go to the Ancient Immortal Road. There are great opportunities for us there."

"I'll go over and have a look if I get a chance."

Fang Chen nodded.

"Then I'll take my leave now."

Meng Tianshu crossed his fists and turned to leave.

After he left, Wang Hu caught Lin Hai, who had been left alone for a long time, in front of Fang Chen.

"I'll ask you something. If you're satisfied with the answer, you can leave. If you're not satisfied, I'll throw you down to feed the fish."

Fang Chen said.

Lin Hai breathed a sigh of relief. He was already panicking when Meng Tianshu didn't plead for him, but he felt a little relieved after hearing Fang Chen's words.

Are you really asking a question? He previously thought this was just Fang Chen's excuse.

"Excuse me, sir. I will tell you everything I know."

Lin Hai said immediately.

"Can Taoist Hongqing be in your Dayan Taoist sect?"

Fang Chen said.

Taoist Hongqing?

Lin Hai had a look of confusion in his eyes: "I have never heard of this person. Is he a senior of my Dayan Dao Sect?"

"you can go now."

Fang Chen said calmly.

Lin Hai felt happy and quickly mobilized his spiritual power to break through the air and leave.

Langya asked Qiu and others if they didn't know who Taoist Hong Qing was. Seeing that Fang Chen just asked casually, he thought it was not important, so he didn't ask.

Now that everyone knew that they were sword cultivators from the Xuxian Sword Sect, for fear of getting into trouble, the monks who had previously moved to the nearby area for fishing also got up and left one after another.

This greatly increased Fang Chen's fishing rate in the next two days.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Cheng Yuhan almost broke his fishing rod because he didn't catch a single black dragon fish, but instead caught some small miscellaneous fish.

The existence of these little miscellaneous fish seems to be a kind of ridicule.

Langya asked Qiu and the three girls near the water tower came first, and they bought some black dragon fish from Fang Chen.

Even so, there were about two hundred black dragon fish piled up into a hill behind Fang Chen.

There were small ones weighing one kilogram and large ones three to five kilograms, but most of them were two kilograms, which made the monks nearby salivate.

"Fellow Taoist, you will make a fortune this time."

Nangong came out of the sky and looked at the piles of black dragon fish with envy in his eyes.

"Nangong, I suspect there is something wrong with the bait you gave me."

Cheng Yuhan's face was gloomy.

Nangong heard this and smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Cheng, everyone's bait is the same. It must be because you were unlucky this time. You will definitely be able to catch it all at once next time."

"Yes, maybe I just have bad luck."

Seeing that the other party gave him a step, Cheng Yuhan immediately got off, and then looked at Fang Chen enviously:

"Junior Brother Fang, you have also eaten enough black dragon fish. Are you going to take these back to Jian Sect or sell them here?"

"Are you going to sell half of it and Zongli will take it?"

Fang Chen arranged the fishing gear and handed it to Nangong, then asked casually.

"Then I'll definitely take it."

Cheng Yuhan said with envy: "These can be sold for a lot..."

Seeing that Fang Chen planned to take away the black dragon fish, Nangong quickly proposed that he could sell it here. Some monks nearby came up to inquire about the price and expressed their willingness to buy it.

However, since it could be sold to the Xuxian Sword Sect, Fang Chen did not intend to sell it to these unknown monks, so he immediately declined.

Everyone packed up and left Black Dragon Lake.

Around the seventh or eighth day, the group successfully arrived at the Xuxian Sword Sect.