Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"It seems that today's matter...is over here..."

Ancestor Qingmu smiled slightly, took the little girl's hand, and said to Fang Chen:

"Junior Brother Fang, you can come to Qingmu Sect to sit down when you have time in the future. Your first disaster has not come yet, right? I give you this Cang Yuan Fruit. If you feel that you can't get through it, just take it."

He gave Fang Chen a Cang Yuan Fruit, and then smiled at Hong Qing: "Come back to the Qingmu Sect with me. Junior Brother Fang has the Xuxian Sword Sect covering the Dayan Dao Sect and dare not do anything to him. You are different. Our master Brothers have to look out for each other.”

"Thank you, senior brother."

Taoist Hong Qing showed a wry smile on his face, nodded to Fang Chen, and then drifted away with Ancestor Qingmu.

Fang Chen originally wanted to ask Patriarch Qingmu a lot of things, but he didn't expect that the other party would leave immediately, so he had to wait to have a chance to talk to him again in the future.

Senior Yunhe nodded to him before, and his eyes at that time were extremely familiar, just like when they first met in Daxia.

He already had a clear understanding in his heart that at least 80% of the remnant soul and confusion were fake.

The false and the false, the true and the false, the ancestor of the fishing sect, all kinds of signs indicate that Senior Yunhe has been working hard for a certain purpose here.

As for the truth, he couldn't figure it out now. There were too many secrets in the spiritual world, and he was just a newbie who had just started on this path.

Those things have little to do with him. All he can do is improve his cultivation and kill more Blood Spirit Cult monks.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, Your Majesty, please come over and have a seat."

A monk in the out-of-body stage came out of the air, clasped his fists and bowed.

Not far away, Gai Hong was looking at Fang Chen with a smile, while Gai Yunnuo next to him had a bad look on his face.

"No need, I have offended many people today, please don't cause any trouble to your prince."

Fang Chen smiled, turned around and flew towards the Xuxian Sword Sect.

Seeing that Fang Chen didn't want to come over, Gai Hong could only sigh helplessly.

The Ninth Prince smiled and said, "Brother Gai, if we don't agree with each other, why should we sigh?"

"That's right, different ways don't work together."

Gaihong glanced at him and nodded slightly.

Over at Xuxian Sword Sect, the peak masters and disciples all looked at Fang Chen with strange eyes.

The descendant of Emperor Yuntian and the disciple of Xuxian Sword Sect, it is really rare for these two identities to fall into one person.

Not to mention how terrifying the methods that Emperor Yun Tian just displayed were just the tip of the iceberg, it is hard to imagine how powerful he is.

"Good disciple, was the method you used just now a spirit possession technique?"

Wang Zhenlong looked at Fang Chen with a smile.

Everyone pricked up their ears.

Fang Chen nodded lightly: "It's the spirit possession technique."

"It turns out that Taoist magic is also quite powerful..."

The bearded swordsman frowned and muttered.

"That's right, that's right. Today you used Taoism to ask, making the Three Great Dao Sects run away speechless. You're so brave."

Wang Zhenlong expressed his approval to Fang Chen, and then changed the subject: "But you also have to remember that you are still a disciple of the Xuxian Sword Sect. Since you asked about Tao once, you also have to ask about swords once, right?"

Fang Chen was startled, and said with a strange expression: "Master, then I will go to the Dayan Dao Sect to ask about swords later?"

"Otherwise, I'll go there later. They're all out anyway, so if you have nothing to do, you have nothing to do."

The eyes of the peak masters of each peak lit up, while the disciples showed excitement and were eager to give it a try.

"A lot of people died today. If you go to ask for swords again, you're afraid that the other party will jump over the wall in a hurry, so it's better to take it easy."

Wang Zhenlong shook his head: "We have to give them at least three to five months to calm down, not to mention..."

He changed the subject, looked in a certain direction and sneered: "The clowns of Ditian and Beidou are also going to show up. You have more important things to do."

Di Tian and Beidou are the clowns! ?

Fang Chen's mind moved slightly.

The master of Jijian Peak and others looked at each other, and their eyes suddenly turned cold.

Before everyone could react, Wang Zhenlong had already turned into swords and led them away.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, and finally their eyes fell on Qin Hucheng. After all, once these elders left, he was the one with the highest cultivation level among the disciples.

"Senior Brother Qin, are Wang Taishang and the others going to cause trouble for Ditian and Beidou?"

Jing Xu asked in surprise.

Qin Hucheng nodded lightly and smiled, "I heard that the last time the two seniors played against each other, the inheritance given to them was robbed by Di Tian and Beidou. That time, we in Zhongzhou were defeated miserably.

Even our Void Immortal Sword Sect suffered heavy losses. Back then, Supreme Wang's cultivation level was almost the same as yours, and his father died at the hands of a sword cultivator from a certain lineage of Di Tian.

This time, I think Ditian and Beidou have made some noise again, and I think the elders won't let them go too easily. "

After a pause, Qin Hucheng glanced at Fang Chen and others one by one, and said softly:

"You can't get involved in this kind of game, so go ahead and do whatever you have to do. Be careful and don't take advantage of others."

After a few warnings, Qin Hucheng turned into a sword and left. It was obvious that he was also a part of this game.

"I wonder if Your Majesty Wang and the others will be in danger..."

There was a hint of worry in Langya Wenqiu's eyes.

"I think it should be fine."

Cheng Yuhan frowned.

Wang Hu stopped talking, and Jing Xu sighed softly, "I heard that among the sword cultivators of Di Tian's lineage... there was a true ancestor."

"No way? I've only been practicing Swordsman Shouyuan for just a few years. Is there really anyone who can switch from this path to become a Loose Immortal?"

Someone said in shock.

Jing Xu shook his head: "I don't know whether the news is true or not. Naturally, I hope it is false, but if it is true, it will not be a good thing for Mrs. Wang and the others."

Everyone was in a solemn mood.

Jiao Ancestor Jiao Ancestor... They know the lineage of sword cultivators deeply. Even though they are not Jiao Ancestors at the level of the old swordsman, they can be comparable to Jiao Ancestors.

If he really becomes one of the ancestors, wouldn't his methods be even more unfathomable? Who can't be cut with the sword in his hand?

"You don't have to worry too much. Facing Ditian and Beidou, all parties in Central Continent will not stand idly by."

Jing Xu saw the solemn expressions on everyone's faces and offered words of comfort.

After talking for a while, Jing Xu and others also left. Only the monk who planned to go to the Ancient Immortal Road this time stayed and flew towards the depths of the Ancient Demon Wasteland together.

The monks from all sides looked at the group of sword cultivators who were walking in the form of swords, with envy and fear in their eyes. Especially when they looked at Fang Chen, the fear was even stronger.

In the darkness, several monks in Taoist robes stood with their hands behind their hands, looking away from Fang Chen and others.

One of them looked to the side: "Xu Qingsong, do you Dayan Taoists plan to let him go like this? Today he asked Dayan, killing many of you and causing heavy losses."

Xu Qingsong's reputation has been ruined since the battle at Chaoxian Mansion and he has not left the mountain for a long time. Now that he saw Fang Chen again, old and new grudges surged into his heart. Under his calm eyes, there was a surging murderous intention.

"Haha, among the three great sects this time, only your Dayan sect suffered a huge loss. Our Chenxing sect and Xiantian sect are nothing. If you, Dayan, don't take a stand, the world will probably feel three parts contempt and seven parts contempt."

Another Taoist stroked his beard and chuckled.

Xu Qingsong's face darkened, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly took out a communication talisman, glanced at it, and said calmly to several people:

"The Ninth Prince wants to see us."

Several people looked at each other and then nodded slightly.