Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Julu Kingdom, Royal Palace.

As the host, Gai Hong arranged for a few people to sit down, and then he couldn't wait to look at Fang Chen, wanting an explanation.

Hong Sanxiang was looking at Gai Hong quietly at this moment, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Gai Hong's life lamp has been extinguished. Logically speaking, he is completely dead. How can he reappear quietly?

This is unconscionable and unreasonable.

"You are indeed dead."

Under Gai Hong's expectant eyes, Fang Chen said something that made him a little disappointed.

"Yes, I am indeed dead. During this period of time, as a lonely ghost, I realized that there is indeed a secret in this world. Unfortunately, we have never found it, and no one has come to guide it."

Gaihun sighed softly.

"Fang Jianshou, if he is dead, who is he now? If he is a wandering soul, why can he show up."

Shen Ji frowned and said: "If wandering souls in the world can appear, I have been practicing for many years and I have never seen them once."

Hong Sanxiang looked at Fang Chen, obviously also wanting an answer.

"In the human world, if you are not born with yin and yang eyes, you will naturally not be able to see wandering souls. Even the Immortal King and the Ancestor are the same."

Fang Chen smiled lightly and said: "It just so happens that among the ancient Taoism, there is a Taoism that can make the wandering soul appear briefly."

Ancient Taoism?

Born with yin and yang eyes?

Several people looked at Fang Chen's gray-white pupils and suddenly felt enlightened.

"Fang Jianshou, how long can I maintain this state? Will it be a while before you all can't see me again?"

Gaihong Road.

"Only three to five days."

Fang Chen pondered.

In fact, Gai Hong is now a day-traveling pawn of the Yan Jun lineage. Like Shi Long and the others, as long as he appears in the human world, he is not much different from a stranger.

"Three to five days...that's enough."

Gai Hong nodded slightly, then looked at Hong Sanxiang, his expression a bit ugly:

"Mr. Hong, let me make a long story short. My death has nothing to do with Julu. Don't vent your anger on this place anymore. After I die, the people under my command will suffer. This is not what I want to see."

"The prince has to listen to what he says, but the anger in the prince's heart has not subsided. The prince can tell the prince personally."

Hong Sanxiang took out a Xuantian Mirror and pointed it at Gai Hong.

The Xuantian Mirror not only illuminated Gai Hong, but also Shen Ji and Fang Chen.

Waves rose on the mirror, and not long after, a middle-aged man with a majestic face appeared in it.

When he saw Gai Hong, he was not shocked. He just frowned and said, "What happened?"

The rest of the light stayed on Fang Chen and Shen Ji for less than a breath.

"Gai Shizun."

Fang Chen thought.

This person is presumably the Heaven-Suppressing King Gai Shizun. Not many people probably know his name. He also learned about it from Zhou Tianzhijian.

Gai Hong told the story again. When he mentioned Qin Hucheng, Gai Hong's brows furrowed significantly.

"It's the Xuxian Sword Sect again. There was already a big fuss over Wu'er back then, and now they have killed my eldest son. I want to go over and seek justice."

The picture of Xuan Tianjing began to gradually disappear.

Gai Hong quickly said: "Wait a minute, Qin Hucheng is... the Blood Spirit Cult..."

"Your Majesty, the prince has left."

Hong Sanxiang put away the Xuantian Mirror.

Fang Chen and Shen Ji looked at each other with strange expressions.

King Zhentian thought he already understood the whole story, but now he pretends not to know, and instead wants to trouble the Xuxian Sword Sect. Is this because he doesn't want to get involved in the internal fight of the Blood Spirit Sect?

"Mr. Hong, could you please go back and explain this matter to my father? The reason why Qin Hucheng attacked me was because of the Blood Spirit Sect's instigation!"

Gai Hong said in a deep voice.

Hong Sanxiang shook his head gently: "This matter has nothing to do with the Blood Spirit Sect. Since the prince said it is the Xuxian Sword Sect, it is naturally the Xuxian Sword Sect.

The prince will seek justice for his son, but please rest assured that Huangyuan will not see the civil strife in Central Continent and will definitely come forward to make this matter have a better outcome. "

"If my old Sword Immortal hadn't died, would your prince dare to throw this blame on the Xu Xian Sword Sect?"

Fang Chen suddenly laughed.

Hong Sanxiang frowned slightly, glanced at Fang Chen, and said calmly:

"Fang Jianshou is extremely talented. He has made a huge name in Central Continent in a short period of time. He is valued by both the Huangyuan and the Xuxian Sword Sect. This old man admires him very much.

But... Fang Jianshou has ever thought that the old man is also a mysterious immortal, and there is no need to be polite to a junior who has not yet matured.

I hope Fang Jianshou will be careful in his words and deeds and not cause trouble for himself. There are too many things in this world that Fang Jianshou has not seen and can't imagine. "

Gai Hong's expression changed slightly, he winked at Fang Chen, and said through a message: "He is a killer. Don't provoke him. No one will give him face when he goes crazy."

"Whose face is not given? That may not be the case."

Fang Chen smiled and looked outside the palace: "Princess Master Panshan, would you like to come and learn from this Xuanxian's clever tricks?"

"Here!"

Everyone subconsciously turned around and saw a tall soldier standing in the shadow outside the palace.

This man was wearing dragon scale armor and holding Fang Tian's painted halberd. When he stepped into the palace, everyone except Fang Chen, including Hong Sanxiang, felt like they had turned into ants, standing under the snow-capped mountains, looking into the vastness. one slice.

"Senior Hong is very knowledgeable. Have you ever met True Monarch Panshan?"

Fang Chen looked at Hong Sanxiang and smiled.

A flash of blood red flashed in Hong Sanxiang's eyes, and his aura suddenly changed in an instant, from a gloomy old man to a mad wolf.

There was a hint of contempt in Panshan Zhenjun's eyes. He just raised his foot and appeared in front of Hong Sanxiang, waving the Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand and hitting him.

boom!

Hong Sanxiang lay heavily on the ground, the redness in his eyes dissipated instantly, and he regained consciousness. The difference was that there was an extra foot on his back, and the tip of Fang Tian's painted halberd was pressed against the back of his head.

Hong Sanxiang's whole body was shrouded in chill, and there was nothing but shock in his heart. This person's cultivation level was far above him, at least he was an Immortal King!

The shock in his heart was not because he had never seen this Immortal King before, but because Fang Jianshou, a junior in front of him, could actually make the Immortal King do things. He could never imagine the reason behind this!

Although Shen Ji was prepared in her heart, there was still a flash of shock in her eyes.

The big red sedan chair, the bone dragon, and the person in front of me...

She couldn't help but glance at Fang Chen, wondering what other trump cards he had in his hands! ?

Gai Hong's expression changed again and again. He looked at Fang Chen, then at True Lord Panshan, and then looked at Hong Sanxiang. His mouth opened, but in the end he still didn't say a word, as if all the words were blocked in his throat, and it was difficult to say anything. tell.

"Senior Hong, take out the Xuantian Mirror. I want to see King Zhentian."

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Hong Sanxiang took a deep look at Fang Chen, then silently took out the Xuantian Mirror and pointed it at Fang Chen.

A few breaths later, Lord Gai appeared in the Xuantian Mirror again. Unlike before, this time he was face to face with Fang Chen.