"This Yuncang's imperial capital is indeed not comparable to that of a big move. The formation in front of you is probably able to kill the Nascent Soul."
Fang Chen stood in the void, quietly looking at the imperial capital of Yuncang in front of him.
After opening the immortal eyes of Wushi, he could clearly see terrifying lines intertwined, covering the entire imperial capital.
This is a formation, and it is stronger than the ones he knows.
There is a fairy mountain in the imperial capital that is very eye-catching, and the other side is the site of Ziji Taoist Temple.
When coming to Yuncang Kingdom, in addition to going along the way, Fang Chen also wanted to meet the Master Chongxu and learn about the Lingshen.
The Lingshousi Sect has the same purpose as him, and they both take it as their own responsibility to eliminate the Blood Spirit Sect, and everyone is considered a comrade.
"Little Calf Shit, how have you understood the Purple Qi Jue recently? Have you ever touched the way?"
Fang Chen looked at Xiao Niu Shit and smiled.
A blush appeared on Xiao Niu Shit's dark face, and he said ashamed: "Master, I... still don't understand..."
"This is normal. Cultivating immortals is not about studying. You can achieve something by following the script. You have the qualifications of Four Rings before, and it doesn't seem to be high here, but if you are placed in those remote places, it can be considered a midstream talent."
Fang Chen smiled faintly and said, "Those monks can achieve something, and you will achieve something in the future. However, I have never asked you what is your purpose in cultivating immortals?"
"Purpose...Is it considered to find my mother..."
A hint of confusion appeared in Xiao Xiaoshi's eyes.
"Didn't they say that both your parents died?"
Fang Chen was slightly stunned.
Xiao Niu Shit quickly shook his head: "My mother is not dead, but when we fled to famine, someone killed my father. In order for me to survive, my mother took her sister and that person away. If I become a monk, I should You can find your mother."
"Where was your mother taken away?"
Fang Chen Dao.
"I don't remember..."
Calf shook his head gently.
Fang Chen sighed in his heart.
How big is Yuncang Kingdom? To find someone in such a place is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack for a monk.
"Practice well and you will find your mother's later."
Fang Chen smiled and patted his head, and then took him into the Yuncang Empire Capital.
After all, calf shit is a child's heart. Although he has experienced many things and becomes very calm, he still subconsciously immersed in it when he sees all kinds of things in the imperial capital.
"Go and see, Ziji Taoist Court Fang Jue wants to fight with the chief Huangmen of Xuanhuang Palace!"
"Well!? Who is Fang Jue? Why did you fight with the chief Huangmen of Xuanhuang Palace?
Although Xuanhuang Palace is not as strong as Ziji Taoist Court, the strength of the chief disciple... is not comparable to that of ordinary disciples of Ziji Taoist Court, right?"
"Fang Jue, you have never heard of it? You should remember the big kid Fang, right?"
"Oh!? Is it the family behind Fang Chen, who killed all the Chunqiu, helped the three powerful Nascent Soul powers to save the Yunyou Realm?"
"Yes, Fang Jue and him come from the same source!"
"Then you have to take a look. Fang Jue is afraid it's not easy!"
"Fang Jue fights with others? With his temperament... if he doesn't bother him, he won't want to fight with others publicly, right?"
Fang Chen showed a faint smile on his face, and he led the calf's shit and walked towards the surging flow of people.
This is a natural Hubo, located in the most prosperous place in Kyoto.
Hu Bo is surrounded by monks from all walks of life, and many mortals have taken the opportunity to sell some fruits and fruits here and make some small business.
There were two figures above the lake, one of which was Fang Jue, who had not seen for more than ten years.
He looked more mature than before, and after being promoted to the foundation building, his aura was also very strong.
Obviously the foundation is well built.
Opposite Fang Jue, a young man in white stood with a cold face and his breath was not weaker than Fang Jue.
"I thought you wouldn't come to the appointment for the three-year agreement, but I didn't expect you to come today."
The young man in white seemed to not care about the monks watching the battle around him, and said lightly to Fang Jue.
There was a hint of contempt in his tone.
"Since I have agreed to this battle, there is naturally no reason not to come. Let's talk about how to fight this time, whether to fight for life or death."
Fang Jue said in a deep voice.
"It's all up to fate to fight for life and death."
The young man in white smiled faintly.
Everyone's expressions slightly stern. This is obviously not an ordinary battle, but a death-death battle!
Maybe one of the two people will die here today.
"Brother, this Yuncang Emperor Capital allows monks to fight in broad daylight?"
Fang Chen asked casually to a young man beside him.
The other party looked at Fang Chen and saw that Fang Chen was still carrying a child without a foundation in cultivation. He obviously didn't want to pay attention, but he still replied politely:
"They made an appointment for this battle three years ago. Ziji Taoist Court, Xuanhuang Palace, and Yuncang Royal Family all agreed, so today's battle will not break the rules."
"So, then the two haters and resentments in front of you are going to fight for life and death here?"
Fang Chen asked again.
"You are not from the imperial capital, right? Mu Zhaohe, the chief of the Huangmen of Xuanhuang Palace, mentioned Fang Chen, the sword cultivator of the Daqian Fang family, three years ago, when he was talking to someone in private, and it seemed that it was a bit inappropriate in his words.
It happened to be told by someone that Fang Jue came to question him, but was seriously injured by Mu Zhaohe. At that time, Fang Jue was not a foundation building, so the two of them had formed a bond at that time."
The other party said impatiently.
Fang Chen was slightly stunned, with a strange look. Unexpectedly, Fang Jue and Mu Zhaohe fought, and it turned out to be him?
Just then, a familiar voice sounded.
"Fang Jue, I've never experienced this thing. What qualifications do you have to comment on Brother Fang Chen!"
Fang Chen's eyes moved and saw the fat man Dongfang Haojie standing in the crowd, waving his fat palms.
Fairy Tianyin was standing next to her. At this moment, her eyes looking at Mu Zhaohe were also full of coldness.
Mu Zhaohe glanced at Dongfang Haojie, with a faint contempt in his eyes, and he smiled jokingly:
"Although I have never experienced that, I don't believe that the catastrophe of the dignified Yunyou Realm was solved by a Qi Refining Cultivator.
If it weren't for the three Nascent Soul Seniors present, I'm afraid you and I wouldn't be able to settle here.
I only mentioned the Qi Refining all day long, and I never thought about why the Yunyou Realm can be calm today?"
"What this yellow gate chief is saying is quite reasonable."
"Maybe that incident was really followed and exaggerated. I said how can I hurt the Nascent Soul by refining Qi?"
Everyone whispered.
Fang Jue saw Mu Zhaohe as jokingly and sarcastic, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes and said in a deep voice:
"You only need a few words to erase everything Fang Chen has earned with his life? People like you are even more hateful than cultivators of the Blood Spirit Sect!"
"Hate me? Then let's take action, don't talk nonsense. I want to see, how can I defeat me, the middle stage of foundation building in the early stage of foundation building?"