Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

At night.

"Master Qinghe, your practice method is different from ordinary people?"

Fang Chen saw today that Master Qinghe was able to condense the third immortal vein just by transcending the dead souls here, and he felt a sense of discussion in his heart.

"Your Majesty, the method of my lineage is to enter the world and refine your heart. Only by saving others can you save yourself."

Master Qinghe nodded slightly.

"Only when you save others can you save yourself..."

Fang Chen whispered to himself.

"However...Master said that it is too difficult to refine one's mind in this world, so they will eventually change to other methods."

Master Qinghe thought for a while, "Maybe I will be like Master and the others in the future."

"Why?"

Fang Chen said.

"When Master entered the world, she gathered five immortal veins overnight. But after that, her character became indifferent and she could no longer improve her cultivation through entering the world and refining her mind.

I heard that my uncles, uncles and even my ancestors were like this. "

Master Qinghe whispered: "Perhaps in a short time, I will be like Master, with an indifferent mind, and today's scene will no longer be able to touch me."

"Having seen too much misery in the world, have you become indifferent... It seems that the first step in refining your mind in this world is not to deceive yourself.

A person who is born indifferent, even if he pretends to save thousands of dead souls, he will not get any benefit from it..."

Fang Chen whispered to himself: "No wonder I have never seen anyone from Buddhism on the battlefield in these years. Only by saving others can you save yourself, and how many people can be saved in this world?"

After a pause, Fang Chen looked at Master Qinghe: "Have you ever seen an immortal?"

"Fairy?"

Master Qinghe was slightly startled, with a strange look on his face: "I've never seen it before. Master said that there are tens of thousands of monks in the world, but only a few can become immortals.

If you really become an immortal, you may completely lose your humanity, your immortal heart will be as cold as frost, and all living beings will become Buddhas. In the eyes of immortals, you and I may be no different from the monks of the Blood Spirit Sect. "

Fang Chen's mind kept flashing back to the fairy shadow standing in the scorching sun at the Three Realms Mountain. What the little nun's master said may not be impossible.

Perhaps in the eyes of immortals, there is indeed no difference in all living beings.

"Little nun."

Fang Chen suddenly smiled.

Master Qinghe was slightly startled, because Fang Chen rarely called her little nun, and rarely showed such a smile. This immediately reminded her of Master Li, and her face suddenly turned red.

"Let's make a deal."

Fang Chen smiled.

"What agreement?"

There was a hint of curiosity in Master Qinghe's eyes.

"If there is a chance to become an immortal in the future, let's just become mortal immortals. How about being mortal immortals in our hearts?"

Fang Chen said.

"Mortal Immortal..."

Master Qinghe was stunned for a long time and said with a strange expression: "Your Majesty, are there such mortal immortals in the world?"

"Why not? If we become immortals, then there will be."

Fang Chen chuckled lightly, "So, even if you see more joys and sorrows in the future, partings between life and death, you must always remember your original intention. Don't forget it and don't become an indifferent person."

Master Qinghe thought for a while, then nodded heavily: "Yes."

"It's late at night, you should go back and rest."

Fang Chen stood up to see off the guests.

After sending away the Queen Mother Qinghe, his spirit came to the void in an instant.

Assuming that the Blood Spirit Cult monks want to absorb the blood of warriors in the South to improve their cultivation, then why didn't they do this in the first place? But secretly planning a war to obtain blood essence to refine the Blood Spirit Pill?

"Senior Brother Bei, as Xu Hui said, left Daxia with the remaining Blood Spirit Cult monks. Their duty should have been to sit in Daxia and keep an eye on the progress of the Blood Spirit Pill.

Leaving so suddenly, he also took away the monks except Xu Hui, Granny Jinhua, and Taoist Xue... So he was seeking revenge?

Yu Nandi absorbed martial arts essence and blood... because he was injured and needed to use the blood spirit method to recover from the injury as soon as possible. He couldn't wait...

There may be pursuers behind him! "

A series of traceless speculations were reorganized by Fang Chen and turned into a possibility, and this possibility was a rare opportunity for Fang Chen.

That Senior Brother Bei's strength and cultivation were definitely much stronger than Xu Hui's. If he were in his prime, Fang Chen might not be able to kill him.

If you can't kill the opponent, his existence will be known to the Blood Spirit Cult, which will cause more trouble in the future.

But what if Senior Brother Bei is injured?

As long as one hit kills, the Blood Spirit Sect will not react too quickly, which will give Fang Chen more time to improve his cultivation level to deal with the masters sent by the Blood Spirit Sect in the future.

With a thought in his mind, Fang Chen's soul flew across Xiannan County at an extremely fast speed.

In a secluded valley in Xiannan County, a young man in white clothes sat cross-legged under the moonlight, with spiritual energy wrapped around his body and constantly pouring into his body.

After a while, he opened his eyes, and through the moonlight, he could see that he looked very handsome.

"The essence and blood of warriors is indeed purer than that of mortals. One or two hundred warriors will be able to completely recover my injuries. Haha, those idiots must not have imagined that the Blood Spirit Technique can have such a miraculous effect on the recovery of injuries. .”

"It's a pity that all the people we brought this time are dead. Fortunately, we still have Xu Hui and the others, so they won't affect the progress of Daxia. Otherwise, it will be difficult for the deacon to explain."

"Refining the last four Blood Spirit Pills as soon as possible will allow me to be promoted to the position of deacon, and I will no longer have to stay in this ninth-level empire."

The young man in white whispered to himself, his eyes flashing with greed. The blood essence and blood of the warriors in the eighth-grade empire were much purer than those in the ninth-grade empire!

Here, there are only a few who are at the peak of the Human Profound Realm, but there are warriors at the Earth Profound Realm in the eighth-grade empire, which is of great benefit to his cultivation.

"When I advance to the ninth level of Qi Refining, I will be able to return to my family. By then, I will see who else dares to look down on me, hahaha..."

"You are the only one who still wants to be promoted to the ninth level of Qi Refining? Monk Zhou Yi, let's see where you can escape this time."

A sneer sounded, and several figures appeared around the valley.

The young man in white clothes was slightly startled, and a faint sneer suddenly flashed in his eyes. He looked at the group of people and said with a smile: "You Tiannan Sect monks are really chasing after me."

"Who told you to offend my senior brother? You are really just a casual cultivator with no background. You can only escape to such a remote place."

"One of you is at the seventh level of Qi refining, two are at the sixth level of Qi refining, and four are at the fifth level of Qi refining. You want to deal with me with such strength?"

The young man in white seems to be smiling but not smiling.

"Zhou Yiseng, you have been severely injured by senior brother. Let alone the seventh level of Qi Refining, even the sixth level of Qi Refining can easily kill you."

The leader, the seventh level Qi Refiner, sneered.

"Really, what if my injuries are almost healed."

The young man in white stood up slowly, and with a thought, the long sword on his back suddenly came out of his body, suspended in mid-air, and the brilliance circulated.

"He has recovered from his injuries!?"

Everyone was a little shocked. The opponent was clearly injured so badly that he couldn't even use the magic weapon!

At the same time, a soul appeared in the void and quietly watched everything happening in the valley.