Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Mrs. Wang, we have been waiting here for several days, and Fang Jianshou has not shown up yet. Will we encounter any danger..."

In the wine shop, everyone watched Wang Zhenlong drink one glass after another of the fairy wine with an intoxicated smile on his face. Zhang Ling couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

She, like everyone else, didn't understand why Fang Chen suddenly left the team. If something went wrong along the way, would the next step of learning about swords still be possible?

"There's nothing to worry about."

Wang Zhenlong glanced at Zhang Ling and smiled lightly: "Have you forgotten who sent Fang Chen to Qiankun Island?"

"You mean..."

"Fang Chen is now not only a disciple of the Xuxian Sword Sect, but also a disciple of the Huangyuan. Mr. He has no scruples and is not afraid of Mr. Xun knocking on his door."

Wang Zhenlong smiled lightly and said: "So we don't have to worry. When this journey of learning the sword is over, they have no excuses, and with the relationship of Huangyuan, our Xuxian Sword Sect should have no worries within a hundred years."

"Waiter, bring me a bottle of wine."

A middle-aged swordsman walked into the wine shop, gave a casual order, and sat down opposite Wang Zhenlong as if he was familiar with it.

Zhang Ling and others stood up one after another, frowning and looking at the middle-aged swordsman. Unexpectedly, Wang Zhenlong waved his hand:

"Sit down, we are old friends."

"Brother Wang, we said goodbye that year. We haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, right?"

The middle-aged swordsman sighed.

"Brother Lu, tell me your reason directly. I don't want to beat around the bush here."

Wang Zhenlong smiled lightly.

Lu Chunyu sighed softly: "You still don't understand why I'm here? Give me some face, and you can go on a smooth journey to become a swordsman, and don't break the sword of our Emperor Tian Sword Sect again.

It is really not easy for those younger generations to practice cultivation so far. To be discouraged like this is really a waste of talented people. "

Everyone looked weird, and after a long time of wondering, this middle-aged swordsman turned out to be a lobbyist.

"Who asked you to come?"

Wang Zhenlong smiled and said: "Why don't they come to me in person? I'm a very good-tempered person. If you speak nicely, I will listen."

"It's hard for them to come forward. If word spreads, won't they lose all their face?"

Lu Chunyu took the wine bottle from the waiter, drank it down in one gulp, then burped and continued:

"So I became a lobbyist. How should I put it? Give me some face and don't go on the road of Broken Sword. From now on, everyone will look up and see you again. If you, Fang Jianshou, are allowed to continue on this journey, wouldn't it mean that the world's swords are perfected?" Offended? If he takes over the Void Immortal Sword Sect in the future, he may not be able to move even an inch."

Wang Zhenlong's eyes flashed with thought, and he said calmly:

"Isn't this what you forced me to do? You want to take away those immortal relics from our Void Immortal Sword Sect. Now that you have this idea, if there is no price, how will the outside world view us?"

"Brother Wang, when you encountered danger and almost died while traveling in Emperor Tian, ​​it was I who helped you. You can't help but remember this favor, right?"

Lu Chunyu frowned.

"If you hadn't been thinking about this favor, would you still be sitting here?"

Wang Zhenlong sneered: "Other sword sects, I can give you this face, but I won't give it to the Kunlun sword sect. Two of my disciples died in their hands. They didn't show mercy back then. This time, they will either close the mountain for ten years." Years, or break their swords."

"Aren't you afraid that Old Ancestor Li will sneak up and kill your disciple with a sword?"

Lu Chunyu looked strange.

These sword cultivators from the Void Immortal Sword Sect are too stubborn. How does the Kunlun Sword Sect exist now? It has been vaguely rumored below that it is the first sect in the three regions of Zhongzhou, Ditian and Beidou. Even the behemoth sects in the three regions do not dare to offend easily.

"Senior, if the great patriarch doesn't have this kind of courage, he won't be able to become a loose immortal."

Fang Chen walked into the wine shop and happened to hear Lu Chunyu's words, and couldn't help but smile.

When everyone saw Fang Chen appearing, they felt relieved.

Lu Chunyu looked Fang Chen up and down, and laughed softly: "You are indeed the best among people. I heard that you have been practicing elsewhere since you were a child, and you have only been a member of the Xuxian Sword Sect for a few years?"

"Although this junior has not been practicing in the Void Immortal Sword Sect since childhood, the fact that this junior can set foot on this path is inseparable from the Void Immortal Sword Sect."

"Um."

Lu Chunyu nodded lightly, then glanced at Wang Zhenlong: "You just said, except for the Kunlun Sword Sect, leave no room for the rest. Even if you return the favor back then."

"Go away quickly, I'm afraid I can't help but kill you."

Wang Zhenlong smiled.

Lu Chunyu smiled, stood up and left.

After he left, Wang Zhenlong looked at Fang Chen and said with a faint smile:

"You have heard what I just said. Master is returning a favor with this matter. What do you think?"

"Master can do whatever he wants. Disciples have no objections."

Fang Chen said.

Wang Zhenlong nodded with a pleased expression. He was about to speak, but suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked Fang Chen up and down and said softly:

"Your cultivation level is wrong and you are out of body?"

"Out of body!?"

Zhang Ling and others looked at each other. Just a few years ago, this person was the Golden Elixir Dzogchen. When he appeared, he became the Nascent Soul Dzogchen. This already surprised them. Now he has been missing for several days and has been promoted out of the body again?

"Senior Brother Fang, are you really out of body?"

Langya Wenqiu and others looked a little excited.

The brother and sister Jing Yuehan looked at each other, and both saw the horror deep in the other's eyes.

"Fang Jianshou of Xuxian Sword Sect... actually secretly left his body. No wonder he has been away these days. It turned out that he was hiding in seclusion to attack the bottleneck..."

Many diners nearby were secretly horrified and secretly spread the news.

"Master, a few days ago I felt something in my heart, so I found a place to sit quietly for a few days. The Nascent Soul naturally reached the state of leaving the body."

Fang Chen nodded.

"God bless my Void Immortal Sword Sect."

Wang Zhenlong couldn't help but laugh a few times: "Serve the wine. All the wine here today will be paid for by this old man. You can drink as much as you want!"

The out-of-body stage means that you have escaped from the lower fourth level. The reason why the world divides the realm of cultivation into the lower fourth level, the middle third level, and the upper third level is precisely because the bottleneck between each level is like a heavenly gate. If you want to break through, Extremely difficult.

Now that Fang Chen is successfully promoted to out-of-body, then the distraction and integration will be a matter of course!

Zhang Ling and others also smiled one after another, feeling a little happy in their hearts.

The stronger Fang Chen is, the more stable the status of Xuxian Sword Sect will be. Although the out-of-body period is nothing to Xuxian Sword Sect at the moment, they are not even qualified to take action on some major events.

But immortal cultivators have a long life span, and they only look at the future, not the present!

Wang Zhenlong was so happy that he drank for a day and a night, and then he led everyone back to the path of learning swordsmanship.

The following Wenjian lost a lot of murderous intent, Fang Chen basically reached the end, and the journey became smoother and smoother. In less than a year, except for the Kunlun Sword Sect, everyone else was defeated.

At Kunlun Mountain, Lu Chunyu stood behind a middle-aged man, with a respectful expression and a hint of confusion.

"You have questions in your mind, why don't you ask."

The middle-aged man looked at the vast world and said calmly.

"Old Ancestor Li, when the old swordsman of the Xuxian Sword Sect has not yet passed away, you approached the junior, hoping that one day the junior could come forward to intercede for the Emperor Tian Sword Sect..."

Lu Chunyu looked strange: "Since you foresaw this, why... didn't you take action to stop it?

The junior from the Xuxian Sword Sect is not very advanced. If you take action yourself, no one will even know how he died. "