Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

In front of Fang Chen was a road with no end in sight. The stone stairs, slightly damaged in the wind and frost, were like a stone dragon winding through the mountains.

The surroundings were extremely silent, so quiet that he could clearly hear his own heartbeat.

Not long ago, a layer of fog gradually appeared around him and Langya Wenqiu. In just a few breaths, he arrived here, and Langya Wenqiu had already disappeared.

"Ancient Immortal Road..."

The golden veins appeared in Fang Chen's eyes, and eventually all the veins disappeared. The opened Wu Shi Immortal Eye was suppressed by some mysterious force, and he could not open it again after several attempts.

He tried the Yanguang Divine Eye again, but it couldn't be opened.

He wanted to release the black and white paper figures, but there was no response from the two, as if they had completely disappeared.

Fang Chen tried to sacrifice the little sword, but the little sword also lost contact.

After a few breaths of silence, Fang Chen took out Zhou Tianzhi and said, "Xiao Zhou, are you here?"

"Brother, the Immortal Forbidden City here is a bit powerful. I will fall into a deep sleep soon. Remember, don't fight over things that cannot be settled. Keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood. Don't die in here..."

Zhou Tianzhi dissipated like a point of light in Fang Chen's hand, no matter how Fang Chen called, there was no response.

Fang Chen felt solemn in his heart, and finally understood why everyone wanted to come to this ancient immortal road.

There is this magic right after entering this place. If you can get some benefits from it, it will be a great fairy fate in the eyes of ordinary monks.

To be cautious, Fang Chen did not move, but tried various methods on the spot. He must at least understand which methods he can use now and which ones cannot be used, so that he can make the closest reaction to the correct response when encountering danger.

"The technique of controlling the five elements... is useful, but there is no power of the five elements around. It uses the spiritual power in the body."

"The soul left the body...and was stopped by that force..."

"All kinds of elixir fire... are also useful. They also consume the spiritual power in one's body."

"The talisman...is invalid."

Half an hour later, Fang Chen had some understanding of the current situation.

The spiritual power in his body is not restricted by the immortal ban mentioned by Zhou Tianzhijian, but all spells with them as the core can be used.

And because he practices three thousand Taoist methods, the spiritual power in his body is also different from ordinary monks.

Not only can it activate spells in the Five Elements category, but the Heavenly Disgusting Technique can still be activated today.

Both the Cang Lei method and the Skinning Technique can be used, but the Yanguang Divine Pupil cannot be opened and its power cannot be increased.

The Bahuang Immortal-Suppressing Supreme Sword Sutra can also be activated, and his combat power has not dropped too much.

With the loss of many trump cards, he was still confident even against Nascent Soul. If he encountered an out-of-body experience, he would have to be more careful.

"Even if I am like this, others will also be suppressed by the power of this world, and their strength may drop even more severely. The only thing that needs to be paid attention to is the dangers inherent in the ancient immortal road..."

Fang Chen glanced at the endless stone staircase and walked slowly forward.

There is no rotation of day and night here, it's like losing the concept of time, but Fang Chen is counting silently in his mind all the time.

Counting eighty-six thousand four hundred represents twelve hours, one day and one night.

After walking for more than ten days, Fang Chen suddenly stopped and quietly felt everything around him.

Without the beginningless immortal eyes and the ability to leave the body, he could only use the most primitive methods to perceive his surroundings.

"It's footsteps."

He heard footsteps, and the footsteps were a bit strange. They did not come from the stone staircase where he was, as if there were branches here.

At this moment, he was standing at the intersection of stone stairs. Several branches would pass through this place, and a dilapidated building appeared nearby, which looked like a teahouse.

Through the broken window, you can faintly see the messy, rusty teapots and broken bowls inside.

"What do you call a girl?"

Fang Chen suddenly spoke.

The footsteps paused slightly, and then a nervous female voice sounded: "Are you from the Ancient Immortal Road or..."

"Like the girl, we are both monks who want to become immortal seedlings."

Fang Chen noticed a clue hidden in the other party's words.

People from the Ancient Immortal Road?

Are there any Aboriginal people here?

"Then I can rest assured. The people here are so vicious that I was almost killed by them."

The female voice sounded again, and then she said with a look of surprise: "Why are your eyes gray? Are you blind? Then how do you know that I am a woman..."

Fang Chen smiled and said, "The girl smells like powder."

At this moment, he suddenly turned around and looked in another direction, where footsteps could also be heard.

"Someone is here again. Will this be our first test on the Ancient Immortal Road?"

The female voice said again.

"Has the girl met someone from the Ancient Immortal Road before?"

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"Yes, I saw it. It was a strange little village. As soon as they saw me, they asked me to stay and eat. If I didn't eat, they would attack me. I was afraid that the food would be poisonous, so I ran away."

The female voice said: "By the way, my surname is Fang, and my name is Fang Yunmeng. What do you call the young master?"

"Ji Liang."

Fang Chen said.

"Ji Liang?"

Fang Yunmeng seemed to have thought of something. Before she could think about it, another figure had already arrived in front of the two of them.

The visitor has an upright posture, broad shoulders and tall height. He looks like a door panel, square and square.

"You two are also here to walk on the path of ancient immortals, right? I've met two fellow Taoists, Commander Gu."

Gu Shuai had a smile on his face, but there was a hint of caution and caution in his eyes. No matter who he met on the Ancient Immortal Road, he could not take it lightly.

"Fang Yunmeng."

"Ji Liang."

"Miss Fang, Fellow Daoist Ji, have you ever entered this teahouse? It must be unusual for it to appear on the ancient immortal road, right? Will there be some tea leaves that the immortals once drank in it?"

Gu Shuai looked at the teahouse. He kept staring at the facial expressions of Fang Chen and Fang Yunmeng from the corner of his eye, as if he had some doubts that they had already entered.

"Never went in."

Fang Chen smiled lightly and said, "I'm blind. Before the ancient Taoist friend told me, I didn't know there was a teahouse here. What's the scene inside?"

"Blind man? A blind man also comes to walk on the path of ancient immortals?"

Gu Shuai was very shocked. He observed carefully for a while, and he was sure that what the other party said was true, and the guard in his eyes weakened a bit.

A blind man's methods can never be stronger than his own.

Just then, there were footsteps again,

But this time the footsteps were not single, there were three people in total.

From the sound of footsteps, some portraits have appeared in Fang Chen's mind. The body shape and weight of the visitor can be deduced by 60% to 70% from the simple sound of footsteps.

"The three of them are together."

A solemn look appeared on Gu Shuai's face, and he subconsciously stood closer to Fang Yunmeng and Fang Chen.

The visitors were two men and one woman, of various ages. One of them looked to be eighty or ninety years old, with white hair and a white beard.

The young man and woman look somewhat similar, they may be a brother and sister.

When the three of them saw Fang Chen and the others, they immediately stopped. Before they could say hello, they saw that the dilapidated teahouse suddenly became bustling with people.

And all the scenes around them were changing in vain. The six people were standing at a busy intersection at the moment, shouting and hawking could be heard all the time, and some people were yelling at them not to block the middle of the road.

Except for Fang Chen, the other five people had a look of surprise on their faces. They walked cautiously to the roadside and looked at everything.

Fang Yunmeng saw that Fang Chen didn't respond, so he grabbed his sleeves and said, "Mr. Ji, let's go to the side first."

"Miss Fang, at this time, it's best to stand where you are."

Fang Chen remained motionless and reminded softly.

Fang Yunmeng seemed to have thought of something, and was suddenly startled and nodded repeatedly.

Yes, everything in front of you must be an illusion, and there may be dangers in the illusion. If you move your body without authorization, you may fall into some kind of trap!

The other four people saw this and immediately returned to their original positions.

"It's not enough to stand here all the time. Why don't we go to the teahouse? I think that's the key."

Gu Shuai suggested.

This proposal was approved by the others, and Fang Chen also nodded lightly after thinking about it for a few moments.

The six monks, who did not know each other but met on the ancient immortal road, walked towards the teahouse together.