Xu Changshi's ancestors were a six-turn scattered immortal who was killed by Wang Chongsong.
Over the years, he has been committed to opposing the monks of the Tiansheng Sect and carrying out all-round suppression.
According to Chen Lingding's words, Xu Changshi stopped doing his serious job, which is just a superficial effort.
While Fang Chen was looking at Xu Changshi, Xu Changshi was also looking at Fang Chen.
After more than ten breaths, Xu Changshi spoke first, and he chuckled, "Are you a cultivator of the Spirit-Slaying Secretariat who ran to the Gentian Star to see me, are you too bold?
If you hadn't been introduced by Chen Lingding, would you know that the moment you set foot here, you would have to be suppressed?"
"I have news about Wang Chongsong and I also know some of Song Zhili's recent actions."
Fang Chen smiled and said, "Chen Lingding told me that you are quite interested in them. If you want to listen, let's have a good chat. If you don't want to listen, I'll leave now."
"Wang Chongsong? Song Zhili? Who are they? I don't know."
Before Xu Changshi finished speaking, his face suddenly darkened. He looked at Fang Chen who had turned and left and shouted coldly:
"I let you go?"
"Xu Changshi, I came with sincerity. Don't do these twists and turns in front of me. I'll ask you one last question, listen or not?"
Fang Chen said coldly.
The monks of the Spirit God Sect outside the gate looked at each other and thought to themselves that this cultivator of the Spirit-Slaying Secretariat would not be a naughty man, right?
Do you dare to speak like this to their Shangguan? Are you really not afraid of being left here, or do you have any trump card?
Xu Changshi was silent for a long time, and finally snorted coldly:
"sit down."
"Give tea."
After Fang Chen sat down, a servant poured a cup of tea for him and brought some small snacks.
"Do you want me to face Song Zhili? He has forced you to have no way out recently?"
Xu Changshi lowered his head and looked at the teacup in his hand and said lightly.
"Song Zhili is working with the little fairy world."
"If you have no way out, you might as well seek refuge in our Spirit God Sect, so that I can be justified and deal with him with you."
"Song Zhili will soon receive the elixir of promotion to the fourth turn."
“…”
Xu Changshi put down his teacup and stared at Fang Chen.
Fang Chen smiled and said, "Can you speak well? Don't talk about the ones that are there or not. If you continue talking about them, I won't say what you want to hear."
"You said Song Zhili cooperated with the little fairy world? Why? How could the cultivators in the little fairy world value him a small role like their Tiansheng Sect?
Not to mention promising him a fairy medicine, do you know how valuable the fairy medicine is in the nine realms of the human world!?
Even if there are ten immortals like me who can make up our wealth, if it doesn’t matter, you can’t buy any of them!”
Xu Changshi's eyes were solemn.
"So, if Song Zhili is promoted to four turns and the strength of Tiansheng Sect is enhanced, it will not be that easy for you to deal with it, right?
The most important thing is that he has been promoted four times. How can you deal with him when you see him again? You have to be called a senior official."
Fang Chen smiled and said, "Not to mention that there is Wang Chongsong behind him."
"Tell me, what is the deal between him and Xiaoxianjie? As long as the news you said today is useful to me, I can follow the flow and help you deal with Song Zhili.
You and I now have a common goal and can be considered partners."
Xu Changshi said in a deep voice.
"You have to ask Chen Lingding for specific matters."
Fang Chen took a sip of tea.
Xu Changshi was slightly stunned, with a strange expression: "Isn't you the intermediary you came here today to be a member of him? Why do you still ask him about this?"
"I'm just working with him. He needs someone to pass on a message for him, so I'll come, that's that simple."
Fang Chen put down the teacup: "You have to talk to him about the specific matters in detail. If you have a successful negotiation, what does it have to do with me? I can't withstand the pressure of Song Zhili, so I can give up, I and him...
There is no grudge at all?"
Speaking of this, Fang Chen smiled, "The tea is not bad, I'll say goodbye first."
He turned and left.
The aura in Xu Changshi's body suddenly surged, as if he was about to take action, but after a few breaths, he slowly pressed down, and at the same time he signaled the monks outside the door not to stop Fang Chen and let Fang Chen leave.
"Chen Lingding... I heard that after he died, he cultivated into a great Yin Demon in the Futu Realm, and his cultivation level was equivalent to a scattered immortal."
Xu Changshi frowned and pondered. Suddenly he was shocked and stood up and shouted:
"Where is Chen Lingding in the Futu Realm!?"
Seeing that the other party had left, Xu Changshi's face turned pale. Damn it, the other party didn't even give him the direction. It seemed that the cooperation was not very sincere.
Xu Changshi was angry, thinking that he would not get involved in this matter, which made Chen Lingding’s plan fail, but when he thought that Song Zhili might get the elixir for promotion to the fourth transfer, and Wang Chongsong’s whereabouts, he was very unwilling to accept it.
Thinking of this, Xu Changshi began to launch his own network of relationships and asked around, and finally asked Chen Lingding's location in the Futu Realm.
It was not that he had no scruples in his heart, but just thought about it. Chen Lingding had no need to harm him, nor did he have the strength to harm him.
Besides, the other party was not very enthusiastic this time, as if he just ordered someone to come and tell him, so a little concern faded.
The Buddha Realm, Dangyin Mountain.
A ghost demon with a height of hundreds of feet was sitting upright at the front of a mountain range, and his back was leaning against the mountain range, just like the companion peak of the mountain range.
There was a lake at his feet, and his feet just fell into it, reaching his knees.
Next to the lake, several figures were standing, one of them was Chen Lingding.
"It's been more than ten years, and you have never given me an explanation for how my son died."
The Lord of Dangyin Mountain lowered his head and looked down at the ants in front of him. His skin, which was as dark as a rock, was covered with mottled moss.
"The young mountain master may have offended a certain cross-river dragon. If you want to find out the cause of his death in a short period of time, it is afraid it will be difficult. Please ask the mountain master to give us some more time."
Chen Lingding clasped his fists and said.
"Aren't your Spirit God Cult very powerful? You are everywhere. Now you can't even figure out how my son died. How can I trust you again?
Sometimes I wonder if my son died at the hands of your Spirit God Cult.”
The Lord of Dangyin Mountain said coldly.
Chen Lingding's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "What does this mean by the Lord of the Mountain? Our Lingshen Sect and Lord of the Mountain are partners. After dealing with each other for so many years, the Lord of the Mountain still doesn't believe me?
We have no grudges and no grudges with the young mountain master, and there is no reason to deal with the mountain master. How can we do anything to attack the young mountain master?"
"Recently, the souls of immortals you have sent are getting fewer and fewer. I have heard that there seems to be a god in the underworld in the Futu world."
The Lord of Dangyin Mountain said lightly: "In this Dangyin Mountain, in addition to your Lingshen Sect, don't forget that I also have a group of subordinates, who are also inquiring about the news for me.
Today I will only ask you one question, is there really a god in the underworld appearing? Your spiritual gods are well-informed, don’t tell me you don’t know.”