Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

In the deserted courtyard, the six disciples walked out of the cave one after another and gathered somewhere, looking at the huge bronze bell hanging high in the sky.

"The immortal seedling from Yuhuangyuan has died? Who do you think it could be?"

Hua Miaoqing asked softly.

Zhao Jiaolong was speechless.

Yu Qingzhi suddenly took out the Xuantian Mirror and took a look at it, and then said softly:

"It's Junior Brother Fang."

"It's him?"

Zhao Jiaolong was slightly startled and looked strange: "Did he die in the hands of Ditian Sword Cultivator?"

In his opinion, there is only one possibility for Fang Chen's death, and that is to meet the sword cultivator of Kunlun Sword Sect.

Besides, who would dare to take action against Fang Chen easily?

What's more, some time ago, Wu Changzai, a swordsman from the Kunlun Sword Sect, died in Fang Chen's hands.

"Junior Brother Fang's soul lamp has not been extinguished, so Ningying must have failed."

Yu Qingzhi sighed: "What a pity for his talent. I hope Huangyuan can find Junior Brother Fang as soon as possible."

"Junior Brother Yu, where did your news come from?"

Zhao Jiaolong was stunned.

Yu Qingzhi said: "This matter has caused an uproar in the outside world. All parties are discussing it. It is not difficult to get the news."

Everyone nodded, and did not doubt the source of Yu Qingzhi's information, because someone also learned about it from Xuantian Mirror.

The Hall of Desolate Scriptures.

King Ji Xian quietly came to Mr. Xun's side and whispered: "Master, what do you think about Fang Chen?"

"What can I think? Since the soul lamp has not been extinguished, there are still variables. If he dies, I will ask Ouyang Xuanzhen and others to go to the underworld and bring this kid back."

Mr. Xun snorted coldly.

King Ji Xian was slightly startled: "Walking into the Yin? Hasn't this technique been lost for many years..."

"Recently, they found him again."

Mr. Xun sneered.

"Is it worth it? I heard that the price of going to the underworld...ordinary monks can't bear it. Ouyang Xuanzhen is the Immortal King, so I'm afraid he won't use this technique easily."

King Ji Xian said.

Mr. Xun glanced at him: "This kid borrowed a high-grade spiritual stone and promised to return three high-grade spiritual stones. If he really dies, will you bear the debt?"

"this……"

King Ji Xian suddenly took a few steps back and looked at Mr. Xun blankly: "Master, how can you lend out high-grade spiritual stones!? Even in the desolate courtyard, there are only a few..."

"I lent it? Isn't it you, Mr. Ji?"

Mr. Xun smiled faintly, stood up and patted King Ji Xian on the shoulder, and then left the Huangjing Hall.

"I...this old guy wants me to take the blame."

King Ji Xian's face looked a little ugly. If the other five gentlemen learned about this, it would be hard for him to imagine what kind of cold looks he would face in the next few years...

"This kid is really fooling around. Even if Ning Ying needs to know this, it would be hard for me to fail to protect him..."

King Ji Xian thought of Fang Chen again, couldn't help but cursed secretly, and then hurriedly left the place.

He wanted to order people to find Fang Chen back. He wanted to see him alive and his body after death.

Cang Dao Mansion has three thousand gates.

The monks here were actually not familiar with the Immortal Miao Death Bell, so some people didn't react at first. Only after the bell rang for a long time did they gradually understand what happened.

"Everyone, go back and practice. Don't worry about the bell. It will ring for a while and then stop."

Master Li sent Elder Xu and others away, and as soon as they left, his expression became very solemn.

Death knell for fairy seedlings.

Today, there is only one immortal seedling among the three thousand sects, and that is Fang Chen.

"Brother Li, does the sound of the bell... mean that some immortal seedlings have died?"

Fang Zhixue walked in and looked at Mr. Li with a pale expression.

"No, no, don't think blindly."

Mr. Li Daoye smiled and waved his hand: "Go back and practice well. When your brother comes back, give him a surprise."

Fang Zhixue was half convinced, but seeing that Master Li looked relaxed and at ease, she half believed him and turned around to leave.

After making sure that no one was nearby, Daoye Li suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground. The next moment, a burst of white energy swept out of his body and enveloped his whole body.

About half an hour later, the white energy suddenly entered Li Daoye's body. His face looked a little older, and his hair was a few strands white, but there was a smile on his face.

"It's good that you're not dead."

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In the vast sea of ​​immortals and demons, the aura of the black and white paper figures became weaker and weaker, and their figures seemed to have gradually become translucent.

It had been several months since Fang Chen left the Three Thousand Dao Realm. During these months, they had not found any island suitable to stay.

"How long can you hold on?"

Fang Chen suddenly spoke.

The white paper man said softly: "It should still be able to last for three months. Don't worry, Your Majesty, we are only leaving temporarily. When Your Majesty resumes his cultivation of immortality, he will call us to show up."

"Re-cultivate the path of immortality..."

Fang Chen remained silent.

He has not been idle in the past few months, trying to practice the introductory chapter of Three Thousand Taoist Techniques again. Without the blessing of the soul, the progress is neither slow nor fast.

With the current progress, it will take at least three years to re-forge the first immortal vein and become the first level of Qi refining.

However, based on his speculation, the power of the soul will return by then, and the next training will be a success.

In the blink of an eye, several months have passed.

The figures of the black and white paper figures are almost completely transparent, but at this time, they still have not found an island to settle on.

"If I had known this, I would have stayed on that island."

The black paper man whispered to himself.

Fang Chen smiled and said, "If you stay there, you will definitely encounter monks who come to look for Miao Yan.

Please let me down. Although my body and bones are a little weak, with the cooperation of Zhulong, it is not difficult to survive in the sea of ​​immortals and demons. "

Hearing Fang Chen calling him, there was a sudden wave in the sea, and then the candle dragon broke out of the sea and swam to Fang Chen's side.

The relationship between Zhulong and Fang Chen is not a symbiotic relationship, so Fang Chen's current lack of cultivation has not affected it.

However, its own strength is not very strong. If you really want to calculate it, it is at most a Qi-refining demonic beast.

The black and white paper man sighed softly.

In the vast sea of ​​immortals and demons, even a monk walking alone will encounter dangers, let alone a mortal.

This is almost a fatal situation.

At this moment, a crane roared, and a giant crane flew out of the void. Its feathers were all gray-white.

In just a moment, the giant crane came to Fang Chen's feet and caught him.

The black and white paper man had not completely dissipated, and he couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene.

What is the origin of this giant crane?

"The boss asked me to take you to a place."

The giant crane spoke human words and paid no attention to the black and white paper figures. It only glanced at the candle dragon a few times.

"Your Majesty, he is a crane with gray feathers."

The white paper man said softly.

Lingzhansi?

Fang Chen looked a little strange. Could it be that the mysterious boss has been staring at him?

"Your Excellency, where do you want me to go?"

Fang Chen asked softly.

"The boss said, if you can practice immortality again, you can walk around that place and have a look. If you can't, you can retire there and wait until the end of your life. Because you have made several contributions in the Lingzhan Division, this is a benefit for you. .”

The giant crane fluttered its wings and flew away with Fang Chen like lightning, much faster than the black and white paper man.