Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Fang Chen was a little helpless. The argument between the two parties lasted for a while. Not only did they not show any intention of stopping, but they intensified.

Some of them even rolled up their sleeves and seemed ready to start fighting with their sect leader directly in the sect leader's hall.

And the sect leader didn't show any weakness at all. Every sarcasm he said came out of his mouth, and every time it spoke to a person's heart, he made that person furious.

Finally, the sect leader slowly turned around, revealing half of his peerless profile. This move immediately caused the quarrels in the palace to gradually cease.

Fang Chen thought that the other party was going to turn around directly, but he didn't expect that he would stop moving halfway through the turn.

"Are you planning to rebel?"

The sect leader said calmly.

"If you don't give us an explanation today and continue to act like a sect leader, what if we rebel against you!?

When I go out and set up my own mountain sect, I will call it the True Immortal Sword Sect. From now on, I will ask my disciples to come to your sect to inquire about swordsmanship every day. Can you give it a try? "

The bearded swordsman was not afraid at all, and what he said made Fang Chen feel terrified.

In ordinary sects, such words are considered treason, right?

"Yes! We just want to rebel!"

"The good things are all to you, Wang. We do the bad things. Do you think we are stupid?

If I don’t argue with you once or twice, you really think we all obey you! ? "

"Everyone, I don't want to talk nonsense with him and just take action. I want to see if he has made any progress after sitting in this position for so many years!"

Everyone was talking to each other, and the atmosphere was much more serious than before.

Qin Hucheng and others outside the door seemed to have been used to it for a long time. They had no sense of urgency at all and were still watching the show with great interest.

"Senior Brother Qin, do you want to eat melon seeds?"

A sword cultivator handed Qin Hucheng a handful of melon seeds.

Qin Hucheng picked up a handful and started to knead it.

The sword cultivator was just about to retract his palm, but a skinny arm slowly stretched out and took away all the melon seeds in his hand.

The sword cultivator was immediately furious and was about to speak. After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, he was slightly startled and hurriedly saluted:

"Disciple pays homage to Mrs. Wang."

When the disciples around him saw this, they quickly saluted.

Qin Hucheng is no exception.

The skinny old man nodded expressionlessly and walked toward the hall while cracking melon seeds.

I happened to hear the bearded swordsman yelling angrily: "If you didn't have a Xuanxian father, do you think you could sit in this position?"

"Although my father is a Xuanxian, he has been in seclusion for many years and may have died long ago. What does it have to do with me sitting in this position?"

The leader of the Xuxian Sword Sect said calmly.

No one noticed the old man, but Fang Chen did. He turned to look at the old man and saw that his expression was ugly. Seeing Fang Chen looking at him, he squeezed out a smile and nodded to him.

Then, the old man walked slowly in front of everyone, and the peak masters who were still planning to speak immediately shut their mouths when they saw this.

The bearded swordsman was shocked and doubtful, and whispered: "Your Majesty Wang, just now the sect leader said that you may have passed away, but he is your son and saying this is simply treason."

Your Majesty?

Fang Chen's expression changed. It seemed that this was the Xuanxian of Xuxian Sword Sect and the father of that sect leader.

"Xiao Ming, you just said that if it weren't for me, the Xuanxian, he wouldn't be able to take the position of sect leader.

Have you always thought this way over the years? "

The skinny old man looked at the bearded sword cultivator and said calmly.

The bearded swordsman's expression changed slightly, and he immediately shook his head: "These are my angry words, I have never thought of it this way."

"Angry words? That's good."

The skinny old man nodded slightly and spat out the melon seed shell from his mouth. Whether it was a coincidence or intentional, it happened to land on the face of the bearded swordsman.

The other party remained motionless, as if he didn't notice.

The skinny old man then walked up to the master of the Xuxian Sword Sect.

"father."

The leader of the Xuxian Sword Sect still only showed half of his face.

The skinny old man nodded and kicked him with his right foot like lightning. The master of the Void Immortal Sword Sect suddenly stumbled far away.

But even so, he still allowed everyone to see only half of his face.

This really made Fang Chen very curious, but he didn't have his soul leave his body. After all, the ancestor of the Qingmu Sect could see his soul before, and now that the Supreme Prince Wang is also a Mysterious Immortal, he should also be able to see it.

"It seems that my body and bones are fine, but I won't be able to sit down."

The skinny old man said thoughtfully.

The master of Xuxian Sword Sect did not dare to speak and remained silent.

"Boy, your name is Fang Chen, right? Fang is a good surname."

The skinny old man's eyes fell on Fang Chen, and he smiled while eating melon seeds.

Fang Chen didn't say a word. In this situation, talking too much is wrong, but silence is right.

"It looks like they were frightened by them. Don't be afraid. These bastards are like this on a daily basis. It's also my fault that we, the older ones, didn't teach them well before."

The skinny old man smiled and said, "You have just come to Xuxian Sword Sect and you still don't understand many things. I won't waste your time. Kneel down and kowtow to become my master, and then you can return to Jijian Peak."

"father!?"

"Your Highness!?"

The master of Xuxian Sword Sect, the bearded sword cultivator and others were immediately shocked and angry.

"Your Majesty Wang, you are already a tribulation-transcending Xuanxian. If you have the energy to teach disciples, why not think about how to overcome tribulations and ascend."

Someone advised.

"Dad, you don't have long to live. If you die before he grows up, don't you want me to teach him in the future?

In this case, it's better to just let me accept a disciple. "

The leader of the Xuxian Sword Sect said in a deep voice.

"My life span is short? If your boy is not promoted to transcend tribulation, I may have to send the white-haired person to the black-haired person."

The skinny old man sneered again and again, "Get out of here, I'm going to recruit disciples today, and no one can stop me."

"this……"

Just as the bearded swordsman was about to speak, he saw an invisible force hit him, and he flew backwards and disappeared in front of everyone.

"I'll take my leave first."

The others clasped their fists upon seeing this, turned around and left.

Fang Chen subconsciously looked at the master of Xuxian Sword Sect. If the other party wanted to leave, he should turn around, right?

Unexpectedly, the other party just remained silent for a few breaths and then walked towards the back hall.

"It's finally quiet."

The skinny old man smiled and nodded to Fang Chen: "Come, first kneel down and kowtow to become your disciple. Our Xuxian Sword Sect is informal and doesn't have many rules. After kowtowing, you will be my disciple, Wang Zhenlong."

"Senior, is Xuxian Sword Sect... allowed to have two masters?"

Fang Chen thought for a while and said.

"What!? Have you already become a disciple? Oh...you mean Emperor Yun Tian...it doesn't matter, he doesn't count."

The skinny old man was angry at first, then relaxed after thinking of something, and said with a smile.

Fang Chen sighed in his heart, it seemed that the Xuxian Sword Sect had quietly found out his details.

After all, Senior Yunhe appeared in public twice, once in Daxia and once in Tiannan Sect.

With the strength of the Xuxian Sword Sect, it is not difficult to know these things as long as you are willing.

Fang Chen immediately knelt in front of Wang Zhenlong and kowtowed nine times:

"Disciple Fang Chen, pay homage to Master."