Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Two days later, on the fairy boat, Li Badao walked out of Huangquan Road with a respectful expression. Lin Hao following him seemed to be a walking corpse, with a numb expression.

"My lord, he has explained everything."

Li Badao bowed respectfully: "Since childhood, everything has been done in every detail. If there is anything that has not been mentioned, I think even he himself has forgotten it."

"Sir, what you want to know... I have already said it. Now I just want to be safe and spend the rest of my days in the underworld."

Lin Hao looked at Fang Chen, his eyes a little brighter.

"You just said that during this period, many Spirit-Slaying Division monks were captured. Where are they being imprisoned?"

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

"In the Handan Kingdom, the king of the Handan Kingdom is also the Spirit Lord of the Blood Spirit Sect, and he secretly advanced to the distraction stage in the past few years. It seems to be the third level, but in fact he already has the second-level means. The Soul Slayer Division didn't know this, and was The king of Handan State set traps and captured most of them."

Lin Hao said.

Fang Chen glanced at Li Badao, and Li Badao nodded slightly: "He also told Xiaguan the same thing. Xiaguan repeated the question more than a dozen times, so it must be correct."

"The Lingzhan Division is very cautious in their actions. Each one of them has a different identity. How did the monarch of Handan Kingdom capture them?"

Fang Chen said.

Lin Hao: "There are also people from our Blood Spirit Sect in the Soul-Slaying Division. It was this person who tipped off the information and cooperated with the outside world, so he set up a trap to capture this group of Soul-Slaying Division monks."

This is not surprising.

Fang Chen knew early on that the Soul-Slaying Division was not monolithic and that there were also monks from the Blood Spirit Sect lurking. On the contrary, there must also be monks from the Soul-Slaying Division in the Blood Spirit Religion.

The two sides are competing to see whose information is more accurate and whose methods are more skillful. To this day, they are afraid that each other will suffer casualties.

"Why did the king of Hamdan keep them? Why didn't he kill them directly? What was his purpose?"

Fang Chen said.

Lin Hao: "He will use this as bait to lay out a conspiracy and make more Spirit Slayer monks come to the rescue."

"Aren't you afraid that the monks in the integration stage will intervene? Or, your Blood Spirit Sect has immortals in charge."

Fang Chen smiled lightly and said, "Is this spirit fairy planning to go fishing?"

A flash of shock flashed in Lin Hao's eyes. The other party even knew about the Spirit Immortal, and his understanding of the Blood Spirit Cult was obviously surprisingly high.

Ordinary people only know the title of Lingjun, but they don't know that monks of the third level are all called Lingxian in the Blood Spirit Sect.

Such beings will not take the initiative easily. They may not personally intervene in the affairs of the Blood Spirit Religion for a hundred or two hundred years, but will only plan behind the scenes.

Therefore, since the appearance of Lingzhansi, no immortal from the Blood Spirit Religion has fallen into the hands of Lingzhansi. At most, one or two beings like Yaoyang Lingjun have died.

"My lord, I can't be sure about this matter, but my guess is consistent with your lord's. There should be immortals in charge of the Handan Kingdom."

Lin Hao said.

Fang Chen asked dozens of questions in succession, covering a wide range of questions.

"What role does Dayan Taoist Xu Qingsong play in this matter?"

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Lin Hao was startled: "He is a fairy from the Dayan Taoist Sect. There should be no reason to join the Blood Spirit Sect. However, I cannot guarantee this. Not everyone in the Blood Spirit Sect knows everyone."

"knew."

Fang Chen nodded with a smile and told Li Badao: "You can take him back."

"Sir, can I be an ordinary wandering soul and live in Frostleaf City?"

Lin Hao asked quickly.

"With your status, I'm afraid it will be difficult, but it doesn't matter. I will ask Mr. Li to arrange a quieter room for you. If you suddenly think of anything in the future, you can tell Mr. Li and he will inform me. .”

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Lin Hao was very disappointed, but fortunately the other party's words softened a bit, and it seemed that he did not need to continue to be tortured.

"Do you have any explanation for the other three Nascent Souls?"

Fang Chen said again.

Li Badao shook his head gently: "These three people know nothing about the Blood Spirit Cult. I plan to keep them alive for another month."

"No need, just let them go. Anyway, Frostleaf City is your territory. Under your nose, if they act weird, it will be easier for them to reveal their flaws."

Fang Chen said.

"What your Lord said is absolutely true."

Li Badao quickly bowed.

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In the past six months, the front courtyard of Ziji Taoist Academy has been very lively, and monks from all walks of life often rush here just to watch the competition between the disciples of Zhongtian Dao Sect, one of the three great sects of Zixu Kingdom, and the disciples of Ziji Taoist Academy.

Ziji Taoist Temple cultivates Tao, and Zhongtian Taoist Sect also cultivates Tao. However, the heritage of the former is not as profound as that of the latter. On weekdays, monks from all walks of life cannot even come into contact with the disciples of Ziji Taoist School, let alone see them interact with each other. For the monks from all sides, the fight between the stronger geniuses is a matter of destiny. If you can learn something from it, it will be of great use.

boom!

With a muffled sound, a disciple of Ziji Taoist Academy spurted out a blood arrow and flew backwards for ten feet.

"Accepted."

His opponent just cupped his hands with an indifferent expression, and then glanced at:

"Can someone continue to come up and discuss with me, Yun?"

The monks from Zhongtian Dao Sect and Xuanhuang Palace all showed a proud smile.

Since Yun Tiancheng came on the scene, he has defeated seven monks of the same level one after another, and the Ziji Taoist side has been losing ground, unable to win a single game in ten games.

"Junior Brother Yun is naturally close to the power of the Five Elements. The same technique is several times more powerful in his hands. With such a talent, I don't think it will take long for him to be able to gain a firm foothold in the Taoist sect in the future. Maybe even All Dayan Taoists will take a fancy to him."

"Yes, fortunately our Zhongtian Dao Sect has a keen eye and took Junior Brother Yun into our sect first. Even if he goes to the Dayan Dao Sect in the future, he will still have a contribution from our Zhongtian Dao Sect and will never forget us."

The monks from the Zhongtian Dao Sect whispered.

The monks from Xuanhuang Palace on the side were also proud of you. After all, Yun Tiancheng walked out of Xuanhuang Palace. Now that he is stronger, the more benefits Xuanhuang Palace can get.

"I really didn't expect that in just a few decades, Yun Tiancheng's cultivation has reached such an unfathomable level. I think he is not far away from the perfection of Foundation Establishment."

"He used to be the chief Xuanmen of Xuanhuang Palace. Even among his peers in Ziji Taoist Academy, there were not many who could compare with him. Then he joined the Zhongtian Taoist sect and practiced in the third-grade empire for many years. It is indeed true that he can achieve such an achievement. It’s normal.”

"Yes, maybe next time we see him, we will have to call him Senior. The Golden Core stage is far away for us, but for him, it seems to be within easy reach..."

The monks from all sides communicated secretly, looking at Yun Tiancheng with envy and jealousy, wishing they could become Yun Tiancheng.

When Mu Zhaohe heard these whispers, jealousy flashed in his eyes.

He was also a monk of the Blood Spirit Sect, so he couldn't figure out why Yuntian Cheng received such preferential treatment.

If Yun Tiancheng hadn't been fed blood spirit pills continuously over the years, how could his cultivation level have increased so quickly.

On the fairy boat, Fang Chen had a panoramic view of everything around him, including Chu Biao led by Zhongtian Daomen, Master Chongxu from Ziji Daoist Academy, as well as Fang Jue, Xiaoniu Shi, Fairy Tianyin, and Successful Weight Loss in the crowd. The Eastern Catastrophe.

We haven’t seen each other for decades. Except for Chongxu Zhenren, everyone else has changed a bit.

Finally, his eyes fell on Yun Tiancheng. It seemed that his status in the Blood Spirit Sect had improved, and his cultivation had now reached the late stage of foundation building.

As soon as he saw him, Fang Chen remembered that he could start preparing for promotion to the third level of Yanguang Divine Eyes.

"No one else?"

Yun Tiancheng shook his head slightly in disappointment, and his eyes lingered on Fang Jue for a long time. Unfortunately, the other party was not a fool and did not fall for the trap at all.

"Ziji Taoist Academy...is nothing more than this."

He chuckled lightly, turned around and returned to the square formation of Zhongtian Daomen, and another Zhongtian Daomen monk came on stage.

Because of these words, the disciples of Ziji Taoist Academy were all furious and looked at Yun Tiancheng as if they wanted to kill someone.