"It seems that what happened today... has ended here..."
Aoki Aoki smiled slightly, took the little girl's hand, and the other party said:
"Junior Brother Fang, you can come to Qingmu Sect to sit in the future. Your first disaster hasn't come yet, right? I'll give you this Cangyuan Fruit. If you feel that you can't get over it, just take it."
He gave Fang Chen a Cang Yuan Fruit, and then smiled at Hong Qing: "Go back to Qingmu Sect with me. Junior Brother Fang has the Xuxian Sword Sect covering the Dayan Dao Sect and dare not treat him. You are different. Our master
Brothers must take care of each other.”
"Thank you, senior brother."
Taoist Hong Qing showed a bitter smile on his face, nodded at Fang Chen, and then left with the Ancestor Qingmu.
Fang Chen had a lot of things to ask Ancestor Aoki, but he didn't expect that the other party would leave as soon as he said he would leave, so he had to wait until he had the chance to talk to him later.
Previously, Senior Yun He nodded to him, and his eyes were extremely familiar at that time, just as when he first met in Daxia.
He had already realized something in his heart, and he was confused, and all of this was at least 80% false.
The truth is true, true, false, fishing for the ancestors, all kinds of signs indicate that senior Yunhe has been working hard for a certain purpose here.
As for the truth, he cannot guess now. There are too many secrets in the world of cultivation, and he is just a rookie who has just stepped into this path.
Those things have little to do with him. All he can do is to improve his cultivation and kill more blood spirit cultivators.
"Fellow Daoist Fang, the prince asked you to come over and sit down."
A monk from the out-of-body stage came through the air and bowed with his fists.
Not far away, Gai Hongzheng looked at Fang Chen with a smile, while Gai Yunnuo beside him had a bad face.
"No need, I offended a lot of people today, so don't cause trouble for your prince."
Fang Chen smiled, turned around and flew towards the Xuxian Sword Sect.
Seeing that Fang Chen was unwilling to come, Gai Hong could only sigh helplessly.
The ninth prince smiled, "Brother Gai, don't make plans for each other, why sigh?"
"Yes, I don't plan to do it."
Gai Hong glanced at him and nodded slightly.
On the Xuxian Sword Sect, the masters of each peak and the disciples of the sect all looked at Fang Chen with a strange look.
The descendant of Emperor Yuntian and a disciple of the Xuxian Sword Sect, these two identities are rare when they fall into one person.
Not to mention how terrifying the methods that Emperor Yuntian just showed were. If it was just the tip of his iceberg, it would be hard to imagine how powerful he had.
"Good disciple, was the method you used just now a spiritual technique?"
Wang Zhenlong looked at Fang Chen with a smile.
Everyone pricked their ears.
Fang Chen nodded slightly: "It's the spiritual technique."
"It turns out that Taoist magic is also quite powerful..."
The bearded sword cultivator frowned and muttered.
"Not bad, today you use Taoist techniques to ask, leaving the three Daomenmen to escape speechlessly, with a strong sense of courage."
Wang Zhenlong agreed with Fang Chen, and then changed his subject: "But you also have to remember that you are still a disciple of the Xuxian Sword Sect. Since you have asked once, you have to ask once, right?"
Fang Chen was stunned for a moment and said with a strange expression: "Master, then I will wait and go to the Dayan Taoist Sect to ask about the sword?"
"Or I'll go there too, anyway, I'm out, I'm still idle."
The eyes of the masters of each peak lit up, and the disciples under the sect showed excitement and were eager to try.
"A lot of people died today. If you ask the sword again, you will be afraid that the other party will be anxious and jump to the wall, so you should slow down."
Wang Zhenlong shook his head: "At least three or five months have to calm them down, let alone..."
He changed his tone and looked somewhere and sneered: "Di Tian and Beidou's jumping clown are also coming, and you have more important things to do."
Di Tian and Beidou's jumping clown!?
Fang Chen's mind moved slightly.
The Master of Jijian Peak and others looked at each other, and their eyes suddenly became cold.
Without waiting for everyone to react, Wang Zhenlong had already taken them to transform into a sword.
Everyone looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on Qin Hucheng. After all, as soon as these elders left, he was the one with the highest cultivation level among the disciples.
"Senior Brother Qin, Wang Taishang and the others are going to find trouble for Di Tian and Beidou?"
Jing Xu asked in surprise.
Qin Hucheng nodded slightly and smiled, "I heard that the inheritance given by the two seniors was robbed halfway by Di Tian and Beidou that time, our Zhongzhou was defeated miserably.
Even our Xuxian Sword Sect suffered heavy losses. At that time, Wang Taishang's cultivation was almost the same as you and others. His father died at the hands of a sword cultivator from a certain lineage of Emperor Tian.
This time, I think there is something happening between Di Tian and Beidou again. I think all elders will not let them go too easily."
After a pause, Qin Hucheng's eyes swept across Fang Chen and others one by one, and said softly:
"You can't get into this kind of chess game, so you can do whatever you should do, be cautious and don't take advantage of others."
After a few instructions, Qin Hucheng also turned into a sword and left. It was obvious that he was also a part of this game.
"I wonder if Wang Taishang and the others will be in danger..."
Langya Wenqiu's eyes were filled with worry.
"I think it should be fine."
Cheng Yuhan frowned.
Wang Hu wanted to speak but stopped, Jing Xu sighed softly, "I heard that there is a true ancestor of the sect in the sword cultivator of Di Tian's lineage."
"No way? Our sword cultivator lives for only a few years. Can anyone really change from this Taoist to practice the immortal?"
Someone said in surprise.
Jing Xu shook his head: "I don't know whether the news is true or not, so I naturally hope it is false, but if it is true, it will not be a good thing for Wang Taishang and the others."
Everyone was in a very serious mood.
The ancestors of the teachings... They know deeply that the sword cultivation lineage is not the ancestor of the teachings, but they can compete with the ancestors of the teachings at the age of the old sword immortal.
If you really join the ranks of the ancestors of the church, wouldn’t that be more unfathomable? Who can’t kill the sword in your hand?
"You don't have to worry too much. Facing Di Tian and Beidou, all parties in Zhongzhou will not stand idly by."
Seeing that everyone looked solemn, Jing Xu spoke comforting.
After talking for a while, Jing Xu and others also left. Only this time the monks who planned to go to the ancient immortal road stayed and flew to the depths of the ancient demon wasteland together.
The monks from all sides looked at these sword cultivators who turned into swords, and they had envy and fear in their eyes. Especially when they looked at Fang Chen, their fear was even stronger.
In the dark, several monks in Taoist robe stood with their hands behind their backs and withdrew their gaze from Fang Chen and others.
One of them looked beside him: "Xu Qingsong, your Dayan Sect is planning to let him go like this? Today he asked Dayan, killing many of you out of your body, and the losses were heavy."
Xu Qingsong's reputation has been destroyed since the battle of the Immortal Palace and has not gone down the mountain for a long time. Now when he sees Fang Chen again, new and old resentment surges into his heart. Under his calm eyes, there are surging murderous intent.
"Haha, among the three major Taoist sects, only the great losses of your Dayan Dao Sect, our Morning Star Dao Sect and the Innate Dao Sect are nothing. If you Dayan does not express your opinion, people in the world will be afraid that they will feel three points of contempt and seven points of contempt."
Another Taoist chuckled.
Xu Qingsong's face darkened. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly took out a messaging talisman and glanced at the few people:
"The ninth prince wants to see us."
Several people looked at each other and nodded slightly.