Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"I, I'll do it?"

Xu Qingsong was stunned.

Taoist Priest Yuan Ju and others glanced at each other subconsciously, then lowered their heads and stared at their toes, as if there was gold on their feet.

"right."

Ouyang Xuanzhen nodded lightly: "If you drink this cup of tea, Master, the grudge between you and Fang Xiaoyou will be wiped out."

"..."

Xu Qingsong's face should have turned pale, but at this moment it became extremely red, with a flash of shame and anger in his eyes.

Do you want him, a dignified immortal, a young and talented young man who is a monk in the integration stage, to drink this cup of filthy food?

Just to get over it with Fang Chen? Is this cup of tea his apology tea?

"Xu Qingsong, don't keep the hospital master waiting."

Ouyang Xuanzhen looked indifferent.

Xu Qingsong walked slowly towards Mr. Xun, each step was extremely heavy, as if he was dragging a huge mountain on his feet.

The pity in Qi Jian's eyes flashed away, and then he looked at Fang Chen quietly. He knew that after today, the big guys in Zhongzhou would not dare to play the game in person.

If Zhongzhou, Ditian, and Beidou were regarded as a chessboard, everyone would be the dotted chess pieces on it.

If there are chess pieces, there will naturally be people who play chess. The sword head of the Xuxian Sword Sect in front of you is one of the important chess pieces, and his person who plays chess... How many people in the world can he provoke?

Originally, the three Immortal Kings were considered as chess players. Today they just played in person, but they suffered such a setback.

Just a little bit closer. If Ouyang Xuanzhen hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been completely embarrassed today!

"Mr. Xun, let me serve the tea."

Fang Chen said suddenly.

"That's fine."

Mr. Xun nodded lightly and handed the teacup to Fang Chen. The tea inside was still piping hot.

Fang Chen took the tea cup, took three steps at a time and came to Xu Qingsong, and said with a smile:

"Fellow Taoist Qingsong, I respect you."

Xu Qingsong stared deeply at Fang Chen. After about a breath, he nodded gently and took the teacup:

"Then I'll do it first as a courtesy."

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp without showing any dissatisfaction, as if this cup of tea was just an ordinary cup of tea.

Zhou Bufan and others turned pale with fright.

What a twist, the Immortal King was almost going to drink the same tea as them. Now, although the Immortal King escaped from the disaster, Xu Qingsong, the genius of the Dayan Dao Sect, drank this cup of tea for him...

Thinking about it this way, what does the humiliation they have suffered these days count for? Even the geniuses of Dayan Dao Sect met the same end as them...

"Okay, others can forget their grudges with a smile, but fellow Taoist Qingsong and I can end our grudges with a cup of tea."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded.

"Yes, the misunderstanding between us has been resolved."

Xu Qingsong smiled.

The two looked at each other and smiled, then turned and walked towards Ouyang Xuanzhen and Mr. Xun.

Just when they turned around, the smiles on their faces seemed unchanged, but their eyes were full of frost.

"Three."

Mr. Xun stood with his hands behind his back and spoke softly.

"Master, please speak."

When Long Zun and the other three students saw their husband, they subconsciously stood up straight and said respectfully.

"The re-establishment of the three thousand gates is my wish. I also personally brought the edict from Zhongzhou. Since you three gates are here today, why not sit down and watch the ceremony together."

Mr. Xun smiled lightly, waved his hand, and saw a streak of light swirling out from his sleeves and finally falling on the courtyard of the Daqiandao Gate.

Everyone looked subconsciously and saw a white lotus blooming slowly. The surging spiritual power tide was born from the lotus and swept in all directions.

These spiritual powers poured into the surrounding flowers, trees, mud, rocks and soil, and streams and rivers. In just a dozen breaths, the Great Thousand Dao Sects took on the appearance of a fairyland.

If the level of spiritual power here was one before, it is now one hundred. It has increased a hundred times in a short period of time, and this change is still continuing.

As long as that lotus flower remains undefeated, this place will remain undefeated.

"Daodao Bailian..."

The three Immortal Kings looked at each other and saw a hint of shock in each other's eyes.

Qi Jian took a deep breath in his heart. This was a sacred object among the royal families of Central Continent. Only a certain sect that made great contributions would have the chance to be rewarded with the Great White Lotus.

It is said that this lotus originated from the ancient immortal path, and some or two can be found in the immortal ruins, so it is a gift of the immortal.

The place where this lotus is planted will, over time, become a holy place for spiritual practice, with abundant spiritual power that ordinary people cannot imagine!

Except for them, no one else, including Fang Chen, knew the origin of Dao Bailian.

Although they don't know the origin, they know that this thing is extraordinary just by looking at all the changes around them at this moment.

This is not an imperial edict from Central Continent. This is clearly a reward from the patriarch in front of him!

"Mr. Xun, this junior owes you another favor."

Fang Chen cupped his hands and raised them high above his head, bowing in salute.

"This is what you said, I didn't force you."

Mr. Xun laughed, and then said with a faint smile: "After you are done with this matter, come to the deserted courtyard to find me."

"yes."

Fang Chen responded immediately.

When he got up, he found that Mr. Xun had disappeared.

As soon as Mr. Xun left, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little weird. Fortunately, Fang Chen broke the deadlock and hugged the three immortal kings:

"Three seniors, please take your seats."

"..."

Long Zun and the others were silent for a while, then nodded slightly.

After a while, many Taishi chairs were placed in front of the courtyard. The three Immortal Kings were naturally special and sat closest to the front.

"Little friend Fang, we haven't seen you for a long time!"

The ancestor of the Qin family looked around, suddenly laughed, and came to Fang Chen to greet him enthusiastically.

"Senior Qin, please take a seat too."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded.

The ancestor of the Qin family was overjoyed and immediately took his seat.

Then there were Qi Jian, the ancestor of the Wei clan and other leaders of the major tribes. They met Fang Chen on the cloud platform and could barely exchange greetings.

However, Taoist Priest Yuanju and others looked very embarrassed. Fortunately, the other Taoist sects had not had time to attack before, so they were able to get by with smiles on their faces.

"Fang Xiaoyou."

Taoist Priest Yuan Ju smiled slightly and led the monks from Jiuyang Taoist Sect to Fang Chen.

"Everyone, go and sit over there. There aren't many seats here."

Fang Chen didn't say anything, he just glanced at Master Li and understood. He enthusiastically stepped forward and led Master Yuanju and others to Zhou Bufan and the others.

"Taoist Priest Yuanju..."

Zhou Bufan stood up and saluted with a strange expression.

Taoist Priest Yuan Ju remained silent and seemed to be thinking, while the Jiuyang Taoist monk he brought with him was flushed and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

In order to avoid an awkward atmosphere, the monks who came to watch the ceremony chatted and greeted each other, pointing at the white lotus of the avenue, but their eyes were always focused on Yuan Ju.

Many Taoist monks couldn't help but sweat for themselves at this moment.

"As the saying goes, the first bird to be struck with a gun is a tree that is not destroyed by the wind but will be struck by lightning..."

A Taoist murmured to himself.

"Master Yuanju, please take a seat."

Zhou Bufan winked repeatedly.

Taoist Priest Yuan Ju quietly looked towards Ouyang Xuanzhen with his peripheral vision.

But when he saw that the other party ignored him at all and only chatted with Long Zun and Immortal King Gu Xi, his heart suddenly sank, he nodded slowly, and then took the seats one by one with the monks from Jiuyang Dao Sect.