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Chapter 1703 Mr. Fang has something to say

Fang Chen was a little surprised, "Mr. Master, what are you doing?"

Peng Xingwu was also surprised, but he didn't dare to say anything. The cultivation level of the little nun in front of him was really unfathomable.

"Did you bring any items from Jinglan City?"

Master Qinghe looked at Peng Xingwu and said with a smile.

Peng Xingwu looked moved and said quickly: "Yes."

He took out a mouthful of Yin Blade, and its aura was quite good.

"This is given to me by Master Jinglan, and it has miraculous effects on killing souls."

Master Qinghe took over the Yin Blade.

The next moment, everyone was suddenly covered by a cloud of yin energy and disappeared from the spot.

When they appeared again, they were already in a giant city.

"Criminal Fang, this is Jinglan City."

Master Qinghe smiled and said.

The ghost baby hugged Peng Xingwu's neck and looked around curiously.

Peng Xingwu looked horrified, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

Although he didn't know how far the place was from Jinglan City before.

But he knew that in the world, Lone Dingxing was difficult to reach the boundary corresponding to Jinglan City without a hundred years...

"Xiao Shima, how did you do it?"

Fang Chen's expression was a little strange, which was more convenient than walking in Wangchuan.

Could it be the Nine Turns of Innate Supernatural Power?

Master Qinghe thought about it for a while, then shook his head:

"I don't know either, I just know I can do it."

"Peng Xingwu, take us to see the Master Jinglan."

Fang Chen no longer had to worry about Master Qinghe's magical powers and smiled at Peng Xingwu.

At that time, deep in Jinglan City, in a quiet and elegant courtyard, a woman was drinking tea and chatting with an old man.

The woman looked a little solemn:

"Fellow Daoist Kong, I have a six-turn ghost immortal under my command. The seal on my body suddenly disappeared, which is unprecedented.

I'm afraid something will happen in Taicang Domain."

"The seal of the imperial seal suddenly disappeared? This is indeed not a trivial matter. Your company's method should have originated from that senior. Could it be that senior's incident happened to that senior?"

The old man's eyes moved and he pondered.

"Si Jun's methods are far from being able to guess by fellow Taoist Kong, and there is no possibility of any change. This matter should be related to the death of the Dizang Master in the past few years."

The woman frowned and said, "It is probably our Demonic Heavenly Secret who intervened in the Taicang Realm. Someone is specifically targeting us venerables."

"We have also heard about the affairs of Dizang Venerable Ksitigarbha."

The old man nodded gently: "Jinglan, please feel sorry for me, but I feel that even if someone is targeting your servant, it will only hurt your servant's fur. The reason why Venerable Dizang died was mainly because he was in the throne.

Zhu has a special identity and is noticed."

He paused, "Fellow Daoist Jinglan, I came here this time mainly because it was a rare opportunity.

My ancestors have been sleeping for many years, but no one has ever known where the sleeping place is.

But this time, I found some clues.

If fellow Taoist Jinglan can join forces with me, he may be able to steal the Nine Turns."

The old man's eyes were shining brightly, staring at Venerable Jinglan.

"You want me to work with you to deal with a Nine-Turning Immortal who has no idea what kind of way?"

Master Jinglan frowned slightly: "You and I are just eight-turn ancient immortals. Although they are only one level difference between them and the nine-turn, how big is the gap is? Fellow Daoist Kong should know it with all his heart."

"Fellow Daoist Jinglan, I have been in the Spirit God Cult for many years. Don't you know this?"

The old man chuckled: "My ancestors had been to the fairy world many years ago. Since that time, they left a few words of explanations and fell into a deep sleep.

All the matters of the Spirit God Cult are presided over by us elders.

Over the years, I have visited the Great Immortal Realm many times to find out what my ancestors had experienced in the Great Immortal Realm.

Finally, I learned that he had a fight with the Fallen Immortal Emperor in the Great Immortal Realm. I heard that he had returned from a great defeat and almost failed to escape from the Great Immortal Realm."

"You sect ancestors fought with the Fallen Immortal Emperor? What are you going to provoke this? This is a terrifying powerful man who has lived to this day since that era. I'm afraid he's already half a step into the way of heaven..."

Master Jinglan was slightly shocked.

"I was just a seven-turn ancient immortal at that time, and my status among the elders was not high, so I naturally didn't know the reason.

Several veterans knew the truth, but no matter how I whispered, these old foxes were always silent and did not reveal any news."

The old man shook his head gently: "The only thing I can conclude is that my ancestors were seriously injured in this battle."

"Nine-turn immortals... I really want to hide and heal my wounds, how can ordinary people find them..."

Master Jinglan frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Kong, are you fooled? Someone within your Spirit God Sect wants to deal with you?"

"Ordinary people really can't find it. Speaking of which, I'm lucky to find this person's hiding place."

The old man smiled, "Do you know the ancient domain? There is an inconspicuous place called Tu Xiongxing in the ancient domain.

I taught me to lose money repeatedly. This kind of small thing couldn't catch my eye. I just wanted to see the reasons for my failure.

As a result, I found the aura of my ancestors in a place called Sanjie Mountain. Did you think it was a coincidence?

I have repeatedly confirmed that this person must have been seriously injured and his life span is about to end.

You and I join forces to steal the position of Nine Turns. Now, in this world, you don’t need such a means. Do you think you and I may be promoted to Nine Turns?"

In the shadow, Master Qinghe looked at Fang Chen in surprise:

"Criminal Fang, is he talking about the Three Realms Mountain? Isn't that the Three Realms Mountain outside the territory of Daxia?"

Fang Chen nodded slightly and corrected:

"In the past, it was outside the territory of Daxia, but now the Three Realms Mountain is within the territory of Daxia."

After saying that, his eyes fell on the old man and a sensation broke out in his heart.

Three Realms Mountain, the ancestor of the Spirit God Cult, the female fairy in the fiery sun...

"Did she look at me that day or was she looking at the ancestor of the Spirit God Cult?"

Peng Xingwu didn’t know where the Tuxiong Star was, nor where the Three Realms Mountain was, nor where the Daxia was.

But he knew what kind of person the ancestor of the Spirit God Sect was - a Nine-Turn Immortal who was like a fake one.

If even the Nine-Turn Immortals have to sleep in that place, it means that that place must be extraordinary.

And now, the successor of Yan Jun and this woman who may, perhaps, is probably the Nine-Turn Immortal, all came from where they are!?

"Fellow Daoist Jinglan, don't miss such an opportunity. Although we can only achieve half a step and nine turns, at least we don't need to stand in front of the nine turns as timid as before, and have our own dignity."

The old man said in a deep voice.

Master Jinglan was silent for a while, and finally shook his head:

"The risk is too great, so fellow Daoist Kong still looks for others, and maybe someone is willing to share this risk with you."

The old man showed a look of disappointment on his face, and he stood up and bowed:

"The old man will say goodbye first."

"I'll send you there."

Venerable Jinglan stood up and said.

At this time, Master Qing He appeared among the two and put his shoulders on each other:

"Two guys sit down first, Prince Fang has something to say."

The faces of Master Jinglan and the old man froze. Just as he was about to resist, he found that his breath had been imprisoned and could not raise any strength. He was obediently pushed back to his seat.


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