Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Wang Zhenlong nodded with satisfaction: "You just need to become a disciple, so that you can get the sword fetus justifiably."

If you don’t become a disciple, you still have to take back the sword embryo? Fang Chen thought and looked a little weird. Maybe this group of people could really do such a thing.

"This is the meeting gift given to you by Master. You are now in Jindan cultivation, right? You can't use anything too good, so I'll give you five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones."

Wang Zhenlong waved his hand gently, and there were five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones in front of Fang Chen.

Outside the door, when Qin Hucheng and others saw the five hundred middle-grade spiritual stones, they all took a deep breath and looked envious in their eyes.

Even at Qin Hucheng's integration stage, the top three geniuses in Xuxian Sword Sect can only receive ten middle-grade spiritual stones in a month.

Five hundred...you have to save it for several years.

What's more... it's basically impossible to save, there are too many things to spend.

"His Majesty Wang is so generous."

"That's all."

The group of peak masters shook their heads and left when they saw this, except for the one from Ji Jian Peak who didn't leave.

The main hall.

"Thank you, Master."

Fang Chen took away the spirit stone and bowed with his fists.

He still has 600 middle-grade spiritual stones on him, and he can get 1,000 by selling the black dragon fish, plus these 500...

Being able to enter the Three Thousand Dao Realm three times means that it is not far away from the Golden Elixir Great Perfection.

"Your cultivation level is too low now. Please follow Ling Yatou back to Jijian Peak to practice. If you encounter bottlenecks in the future or have any questions about the way of swordsmanship, you can come to my cave to find me. I will answer your questions. Go ahead."

Wang Zhenlong waved his hand.

"Then disciple, please leave first."

Fang Chen bowed respectfully, then turned around and left the sect master's hall.

"Junior brother Fang, congratulations."

Qin Hucheng and others clasped their fists and bowed.

"His Majesty Wang has not had a disciple for a long, long time. After all, you are his third disciple. I hope you will not disappoint His Majesty Wang."

The master of Ji Jian Peak looked at Fang Chen calmly.

"I have two more senior brothers?"

Fang Chen's expression changed.

As if he could tell what he was thinking, the master of Jijian Peak said calmly: "The Supreme Prince Wang once accepted two disciples. Their talents and qualifications may not be weaker than yours. Unfortunately, they all died young. You'd better be tougher. "

"Girl Ling, what are you talking about?"

Wang Zhenlong's voice came from the sect leader's hall.

Without saying a word, the master of Jijian Peak transformed into a sword light and disappeared with Fang Chen and Qin Hucheng.

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When the three of them arrived at Jijian Peak, the master of Jijian Peak left without saying anything. Seeing this, Qin Hucheng could only smile bitterly and said:

"Junior Brother Fang, this is the temperament of our Peak Master. If I don't have any objections to you, don't think too much about it."

"It doesn't matter."

Fang Chen smiled. He originally wanted to ask Jing Yuehan, the leader of Jijian Peak, but it seemed that he had no choice but to find another chance.

"Junior brother Fang, let me take you to find a cave first. Inner sect practice is all about spontaneity. Our place is different from other places, there are not so many rules.

It doesn't matter whether you become a disciple or not. It's normal for some brothers to stay in seclusion for more than ten or twenty years. "

Qin Hucheng took Fang Chen to fly around Jijian Peak in search of an empty cave, and by the way told Fang Chen some information about the Xuxian Sword Sect.

"Senior Brother Qin, how many disciples are there in the inner sect?"

Fang Chen suddenly asked.

He has always heard that Xuxian Sword Sect has one hundred thousand sword cultivators, but it would be very difficult to really train one hundred thousand sword cultivators.

How can there be so many people who have enough understanding of kendo? The path of sword cultivation is inherently difficult, and one hundred thousand... is a bit too much.

"How many disciples does the inner sect have?"

Qin Hucheng seemed to be suddenly stopped by the question, a look of contemplation appeared on his face, and then he shook his head gently:

"I haven't calculated it. Some guys have been wandering outside for decades and hundreds of years without coming back. Some of them have been in seclusion in the inner sect and they don't know whether they have passed away or not. There must be about eight or nine thousand people, right?"

Having said this, Qin Hucheng looked at Fang Chen seriously: "You can't say that to the outside world. If someone asks you, just tell them that I have one hundred thousand sword immortals in the Xuxian Sword Sect."

"..."

Fang Chen nodded slightly: "I understand."

He realized.

"Here we are, this is it..."

Qin Hucheng took Fang Chen to a cave and said, "This cave was previously occupied by Junior Sister Yu. You have a close relationship with her, so it happened to be for you to live in.

There are five acres of spiritual fields, a spiritual spring, and branches of spiritual veins under the cave, with abundant spiritual power. "

Fang Chen saw some peach blossoms planted in front of the cave. When Fairy Jade was in Daxia, peach blossoms were her favorite.

"More than ten miles ahead is Junior Sister Jing's cave. It's a pity..."

Qin Hucheng looked into the distance and sighed softly.

"Senior Brother Qin, I just wanted to ask about this matter. How long will...Senior Sister be imprisoned for?"

Fang Chen said.

"It depends on the peak master's mood..."

Qin Hucheng's eyes were dark: "Junior Sister Jing's mistake is a big taboo for the Peak Master. No one can say how long she will be detained."

"Is there no other way?"

Fang Chen pondered.

"There is a way... there is a way, but it's too difficult... wait!"

Qin Hucheng suddenly looked at Fang Chen with bright eyes: "When you said that, I really thought of a way."

"related to me?"

Fang Chen said softly.

"Yes, it has something to do with you. Your methods in Chao Xian Mansion were far superior to the so-called immortal seedlings. As long as you go to the ancient immortal road to earn the status of an immortal seedling, the peak master will naturally be very happy when the time comes. If we mention the matter of Junior Sister Jing again, maybe the Peak Master will grant me amnesty as soon as he is happy."

The more Qin Hucheng talked, the brighter his eyes became: "If you can get back some good things from the Ancient Immortal Road, I can see 80% or 90% of it."

"Ancient Immortal Road..."

Fang Chen nodded lightly and used up the three opportunities of the Three Thousand Dao Realm. It was almost time to go there.

"Senior Brother Fang!"

The two of them turned around and saw Langya Wenqiu flying towards here while waving to Fang Chen.

"I heard about the incident in Cang Dao Mansion. Thank you for standing up for her."

Qin Hucheng patted Fang Chen on the shoulder, and then left through the air.

"Senior Brother Fang, why did Senior Brother Qin leave?"

Langya Wenqiu fell in front of Fang Chen and looked at Qin Hucheng's back with surprise.

"Maybe something happened."

Fang Chen said.

"That's right, Senior Brother Qin is quite busy on weekdays."

Langya Wenqiu nodded, and then asked: "Senior Brother Cheng said that the black dragon fish will stink if it is not sold. Should we go to the market to sell it now?"

"Are there any spiritual materials to buy over there?"

Fang Chen's eyes moved.

"Senior Brother Fang, do you still want to make elixirs? Forget it, it's up to you. There are a lot of spiritual materials over there, I'm sure you want them."

Langya Wenqiu smiled.

Not long after, the two came to a lake. Langya asked Qiu and said it was a market, but Fang Chen thought it was just an adjective.

Now it seems that it is indeed no different from a market. People here set up stalls very casually, but it is very lively and people come and go.

"Jiu Feng disciples come here to hang out and buy what they want."

Langya Wenqiu looked around as he spoke, and then his eyes lit up. He seemed to have found a good seat and set up the stall with Fang Chen.

Fang Chen only planned to sell half of the black dragon fish to see how much he could get for it. If it didn't work out, he would sell more and collect a thousand and fifty mid-grade spiritual stones.

When the black dragon fish was just put on the shelves, dozens of figures immediately came around.