Chen Qianlong cleared his throat and his eyes fell on Fang Chen. Dongfang Haojie was quite good at human relationships and worldly affairs. He immediately introduced Fang Chen's origin to Chen Qianlong, but only said that it came from the Sword Sect, but did not say where it came from.
Sword Sect!?
Is this sword cultivator in front of me?
Everyone was even more confused. What kind of sword cultivator can carry ten immortals with him?
"Mr. Fang, did you happen to pass by here this time, or..."
Chen Qianlong did not care about Fang Chen's sword cultivator's identity, or he did not believe that the person in front of him was just a sword cultivator.
It's nothing more than a statement that covers up your identity.
"It was not just passing by. The Spirit God taught the group of sword cultivators a list with more than a dozen names on it, and Senior Qianlong was one of them."
Fang Chen smiled faintly.
"So that's the case. I thought you came to find both of us."
Dongfang Haojie looked stunned.
Fang Chen smiled and said, "I happened to come here and happened to see you again. Everything is fate."
"Spiritual God Cult..."
Chen Qianlong suppressed his anger and bowed to the only remaining immortal:
"Fellow Daoist Huang, let's stop here today. There are still some important things to do, so it's not convenient to stay with fellow Daoist for a long time."
"Okay, I'll say goodbye first."
The immortal nodded immediately, smiled at Fang Chen again, and hurried away with his juniors.
As soon as he left, the other monks who had nothing to do with the Jiaolong lineage were also sent off one by one.
"Young Master Fang, has the Spirit God Sect really listed my name on it?"
Chen Qianlong asked again.
Fang Chen nodded.
Chen Qianlong clenched his fists and his eyes were full of fire: "It would be fine if these damn things are hiding their heads and tails on weekdays. Now they dare to put their ideas on me. Do they want to force my father out of seclusion?"
"Senior Qianlong, the Spirit God Cult does this just to take advantage of the situation. However, the monks today cannot see through this and always feel that... what they do will not involve themselves, so they don't want to pay attention to it."
Fang Chen smiled faintly.
Chen Qianlong's expression changed slightly, he pondered for a few breaths, and shook his head gently:
"It's not that they don't want to pay attention, it's that the pills they sold can indeed replace the immortal crystal. You may not know that one less immortal crystal in this place is used.
It is precisely because of this that all parties have gained some benefits in the hands of the Spirit God Cult. Even if they will not be in the same way, they will not interfere in their affairs.
Not to mention... The Spirit God Cult has a very big background, not a local monk, but a foreign monk."
Speaking of this, Chen Qianlong glanced at Fang Chen a few times and tentatively said, "Is Mr. Fang a cultivator of the Spirit-Slaying Secretariat?"
Everyone was slightly shocked and looked at Fang Chen. Could it be that the person in front of him belonged to the Lingzhansi?
But the existence of this Si Su... is just a joke in the eyes of many people. They have suffered many games against the Spirit God Cult and have suffered countless defeats, and even they have heard of it.
"good."
Fang Chen nodded slightly.
"Mr. Fang... what happened today... I think it's all there to do."
Chen Qianlong said a little helplessly.
Fang Chen stared at him for a while and nodded slightly: "Senior Qianlong does not want to be enemies with the Spirit God Sect. The reason is understandable. Please ask Senior Qianlong to lead a way for me. I want to see the old dragon."
"this……"
Chen Qianlong originally wanted to refuse, but thinking that he owed the other party a favor today, he gritted his teeth and said:
"Okay, I'll take you there, but don't have too much hope."
About half an hour.
Shi Long and others returned here one after another.
"Crown Prince, everyone is dead, but nothing on his body can be left behind."
Shilong clasped his fists.
Everyone took a breath, and all the five immortals were dead?
“It’s okay.”
Fang Chen nodded slightly.
Chen Qianlong understood that there would be no room for change between the person in front of him and the Spirit God Sect.
He didn't want to involve too much, so he immediately took Fang Chen away from Qianlong City and flew towards the old Jiaolong where he was in seclusion.
On the way, Chen Qianlong tried to talk to Shi Long and others, but found that these scattered immortals ignored him.
Occasionally, he would reply to him at Fang Chen's instructions, and he became more and more curious about Fang Chen's true origin.
I thought the old dragon was in seclusion and had many forbidden laws, but I never thought it was in a seemingly ordinary valley where there was not even enough spiritual power.
Ordinary monks will deliberately avoid such places, just as ordinary people are unwilling to go to places full of pickled objects.
There is a small river in the valley. A white-haired and bearded old man sitting by the river, holding a bamboo pole in his hand as if he was fishing.
Even if Chen Qianlong brought Fang Chen behind, the old man ignored it and looked at the river with concentration.
At about a cup of tea, the old man suddenly pulled the fishing rod and saw a fat fish coming up.
The old man laughed, unhooked the hook and threw the fat fish into the river, and then continued fishing.
After a while, the fat fish was hooked again and then thrown into the river by the old man again.
After repeating this dozens of times, the old man was satisfied and put away the fishing rod, glanced at Fang Chen and Chen Qianlong, and said lightly:
"Don't stick here, go to my place to sit."
He led the two to a wooden house, brought in three rattan chairs, sat one by himself, and signaled Fang Chen and Chen Qianlong to sit one.
Chen Qianlong smiled bitterly: "Dad, I won't sit down. Today I am this little brother..."
"I've seen the story about Qianlong City."
The old dragon said lightly: "If this guy hadn't intervened, could you still stand here?
If you don’t listen to how much you want to have, six thousand years old is a big birthday. It’s not too late to do it until you live to this age.”
“What my father taught me is.”
Chen Qianlong dared not refute.
"Boy, why are you here today? If you saved Chen Qianlong's life, you would think that I would come out to help you deal with the Spirit God Sect, you would be very wrong."
The old dragon said lightly: "I have countless descendants, and one or two deaths are completely unavoidable."
“…”
Chen Qianlong felt a little humiliated, so he whispered: "Dad, I'll leave first?"
"roll."
The old dragon waved his hand.
Chen Qianlong turned around and left without saying a word, obviously a little angry.
Seeing this, Fang Chen immediately took out the token given to him by the Tiansha Dragon Girl and handed it to the old dragon:
"Senior, Grandma Tiansha said that with this token, you can take action once."
"She isn't dead?"
The old dragon took the token and his eyes moved slightly.
"Not dead."
Fang Chen nodded slightly.
“That’s not bad.”
The old dragon smiled, looked at the token a few times before shook his head gently:
"If you had been hundreds of years earlier, I could have fulfilled my promise and helped you take action.
It's too late now. Whenever I leave this valley, the thunder tribulation will be descended from the sky. This thunder tribulation is extraordinary. I can't stand it, so I can only hide."
"Before I came here, I heard some rumors. It seems that the wind is not coming. The senior is indeed trapped by the thunder tribulation."
Fang Chen sighed a little, no wonder the other party wanted to stay in this place, where the spiritual power was thin, and it might have been used to use some means to avoid triggering the arrival of the thunder tribulation.
"Not?"
The old dragon smiled, "If you are chased, you can hide here for a while. They dare not enter here without any reason, but it will be difficult for me to take action."
"Senior, what if the thunder tribulation can be resolved?"
Fang Chen Dao.
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