Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"paper man?"

Zuo Xu frowned slightly.

The nearby monks also looked strange when they saw the bloody paper man, and Zhang Ling and others knew that Fang Chen had another identity, that he was a disciple of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, so they were not surprised by this.

But the cultivation level of this bloody paper man... seemed to be extremely high, already at the level of a mysterious immortal, which surprised Zhang Ling and the others.

Their sword leader could actually control such a strong man! ?

Fang Chen chuckled and said, "Kill him. If anyone takes action, he will be killed as well."

Xingxian stopped talking nonsense and used his full strength to attack.

A flash of fear flashed in Luo Whale King's eyes. He tried to resist while looking at Zuo Xu.

Zuo Xu, who originally said he wanted to help her, was motionless at the moment, and even his subordinates had no intention of taking action.

With a miserable howl, the Falling Whale King was torn to pieces by Xingxian, and blood spattered on the spot.

Several of her men were not much better and were killed immediately. Before dying, the green-headed turtle tried to beg for mercy:

"Grandpa Fang, don't kill me, I will be your mount wholeheartedly from now on!"

boom!

The green-headed turtle was slapped on the turtle's shell by Xing Xian, and the turtle's shell and body exploded into bloody foam.

"Mount? Are you worthy?"

A flash of contempt flashed in Xingxian's eyes.

The nearby monks sighed inwardly. Some of them had friendships with the Fallen Whale King. Now that they saw his careless end to his life, they couldn't help but sigh at the fragility of life. They also reminded themselves not to offend sword cultivators and the like.

The other party became ruthless and didn't even give in to the ancestor's face.

At the same time, there were several figures standing in front of the Xuantian Mirror of the Chenxing Dao Sect, including the Immortal King of the Three Dao Sects, the Xuanxians from the Three Dao Sects, Hedao and his ilk.

Father and son Xu Sijiu and Xu Qingsong were also among them.

When they saw Xingxian's figure appearing in Xuantian Mirror, their eyes subconsciously fell on Ji Liang not far away.

"Isn't this Yin soldier...a member of the Ninth Prince? Why did he listen to Fang Chen's orders!?"

Xu Qingsong looked solemn and confused.

Could it be that Ji Liang had some arrangement and ordered him to stay undercover next to Fang Chen? But for what purpose?

Ji Liang's face looked uglier than anyone else's at the moment.

He never expected that the missing bloody paper man would appear next to Fang Chen and obey Fang Chen's orders.

What is going on here?

Why did the other party do this?

"Ji Liang, are there some things in the underworld that you haven't recalled yet?"

Ouyang Xuanzhen said slowly.

Ji Liang frowned and thought hard for a while, then shook his head gently: "That's the only thing I can remember."

"Then he..."

Ouyang Xuanzhen looked at the bloody paper man.

"Perhaps he has his reasons. Once we meet him, we will know why. Fang Chen has something to do with Three Thousand Dao Sects after all."

Ji Liang said softly.

"Would this Yin soldier betray you?"

Long Zun said calmly.

Ji Liang immediately shook his head: "I can't think of any reason for him to betray me. He has been in the Ninth Prince's Palace for many years and watched me grow up. Now he is following Fang Chen, probably to get three thousand Something from the Taoist sect.”

Everyone nodded slightly, feeling that this was the only reason that was more real.

A smile gradually appeared in Ji Liang's eyes. He originally thought that the bloody paper man was broken in the underworld, but seeing that it is still in the world today is good news.

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Zuo Xu looked at the mess on the ground, slowly glanced at Xingxian, then looked at Fang Chen, and chuckled:

"Fang Jianshou's murderous nature is really not a good thing. I will return to Ditian first. When Fang Jianshou goes to Ditian Wenjian, we may have a chance to meet again."

After saying that, Zuo Xu took the people and left through the air, leaving very decisively and simply.

The monks of Xuxian Sword Sect looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Xingxian, with curiosity and solemnity in their eyes.

Qin Hucheng finished adjusting his breath, stood up, looked at Fang Chen and Xingxian, and moved his eyes thoughtfully.

"Boy, who is this?"

Wang Zhenlong squinted at Xingxian.

"Master, three thousand sects have spirit possession techniques."

Fang Chen smiled.

The product of enchantment?

Everyone was thoughtful, and couldn't help but sigh that the magic techniques of the three thousand sects were really all kinds of strange.

"I think your Excellency used to have good cultivation, and you must be a member of the Taoist sect."

Wang Zhenlong smiled lightly at Xingxian.

"You are so polite, Fellow Daoist Wang. My previous cultivation level is not worth mentioning. After becoming a possessed spirit, I have been able to achieve my current abilities after many years of silent cultivation."

Xingxian said politely.

Wang Zhenlong's expression changed, and he glanced at Fang Chen strangely. He had already guessed the origin of Xingxian.

Not surprisingly, this must be the handiwork left by Emperor Yun Tian.

Now that the Three Thousand Dao Sects have been re-established, it is natural for the other party to appear as the protector of the Three Thousand Dao Sects.

Xingxian stopped talking and stood quietly beside Fang Chen, just like a protector.

Zhang Ling and others secretly sighed, with such a mysterious immortal protecting them at all times, they would basically not encounter any danger, unless they were facing the Immortal King.

But how many immortal kings are there in the world? Some people live for hundreds of years and may not even get a chance to face the Immortal King.

"Hucheng, now Fang Chen has come to learn the sword. You have just understood the meaning of the sword to death, and you still have some old wounds in your body. For the time being, you should go back to the sect to retreat and recuperate, and strive to break through the realm and be promoted to Hedao."

Wang Zhenlong looked at Qin Hucheng and ordered.

"Disciple, obey."

Qin Hucheng cupped his fists and saluted, then said hello to Fang Chen, and then used his sword skills to leave Qiankun Island.

"Boy, I originally planned to go directly to Ditian if Qiankun Sword Sect succeeds in asking for swordsmanship. Now that you are back, the plan should change. Let's go to Beidou first, and finally to Ditian."

Wang Zhenlong looked at Fang Chen with a smile.

"I will obey my master's orders."

Fang Chen cupped his fists and bowed.

There are two sword sects in Beidou. Compared with Kunlun and Zhongzhou, the strength of these two sword sects in Beidou was once weaker than those in the two places, but now they are weaker than Kunlun and stronger than Zhongzhou.

After the battle on Qiankun Island, countless people are quietly paying attention to this journey of learning the sword.

Half a year later, someone heard rumors that seven Nascent Soul Dzogchen sword cultivators from the Great Sun Sword Sect located in Kaiyang Continent of Beidou died at the hands of Fang Jianshou of the Xuxian Sword Sect.

Another half year later, twenty-three Nascent Soul sword cultivators from Fuyao Sword Sect located in Beidou Yaoguang Continent died in battle.

In fact, all parties had guessed the outcome long ago, but they did not expect that Fuyao Sword Sect would have to kill twenty-three Nascent Soul sword cultivators before they gave up.

This is much stronger than the Qiankun Sword Sect.

During this period, there were also people secretly searching for the whereabouts of Wang Zhenlong and others in Beidou. However, after the two battles, Wang Zhenlong immediately left Beidou and went directly to Ditian without stopping for a moment.

The inheritance of sword cultivation in Ditian is the most prosperous among the three places. There are seventeen sword sects with Immortal King as the leader alone, and there are as many as forty-six sword sects with Xuanxian as the leader.

Fang Chen and his party followed Wang Zhenlong to the Empress of Emperor Tian, ​​​​and rushed to the major sword sects without stopping, but ended up being rejected several times.

Without exception, these sword sects all announced in advance that they would close the mountain for ten years, not seeing any guests or asking for swords.

This was equivalent to giving up unconditionally, which saved Fang Chen and the others a lot of effort. Naturally, Wang Zhenlong would not embarrass them.

But...their actions have caused discomfort and anger among the Ditian monks.

A prosperous city, when Fang Chen and his party entered the city, for a few breaths, the noise seemed to disappear, and countless eyes fell on Fang Chen and others from everywhere.

The famous Lingkong Sword Sect in Ditian is located in this Lingkong City!

"Senior Brother Fang, the people here in Ditian are dressed very strangely. They have no sleeves."

Langya Wenqiu looked around curiously and found that along the way, the Ditian monks were very economical in their clothes.

The men had sleeveless robes, and some of the female cultivators... made her blush.

Before Fang Chen could speak, he saw a monk walking in front of him. After sizing up everyone, his eyes fell on Langya Wenqiu, he cupped his fists and said in a deep voice:

"Ditian Wuming Rogue Cultivator, please give me some advice!"

"good!"

There was a burst of applause nearby: "How can we, the monks of Ditian, all act like turtles? Today, your Xuxian Sword Sect asks you about swords, and we also want to ask you for advice!"