Seeing this, Fang Yun told him what had just happened. Everyone suddenly realized that they thought they were coming to apologize.
In the yard, Gan Jiuye looked solemn. Standing behind Princess Shenlong, he could hold the throne firmly with this ancestor, so he naturally did not dare to act rashly.
His son Gan Shun was standing behind with a pale face at this moment. The old eunuch beside him looked at him from time to time, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
Soon, Fang Chen and Fang Tingjian and others came out together.
After seeing Fang Chen, a sigh flashed through Gan Jiuye's eyes.
More than fifty years ago, Gan Jiuye never thought that he would take the throne, and that happened. After that, he could take the throne, and Princess Shenlong considered that he had a good relationship with Fang, and Fang Chen also had friendship, and finally stood out from the princes for nothing and became the current Dakan Emperor.
Now that I think about it, I can only say that things in the world are unpredictable and everything is fate.
Princess Shenlong greeted Fang Tingjian first, then looked at Fang Chen and clasped his fists and said:
"Fellow Daoist Fang."
Fang Chen smiled and nodded: "Princess Shenlong is fine?"
"There is no change except for the old age."
Princess Shenlong smiled and her eyes fell on Gan Shun: "Today I learned that Gan Shun almost caused a big disaster. Fortunately, fellow Taoist Fang took action, so the disaster was eliminated invisible. However, the crime of death can be avoided and the crime of living cannot be escaped. I will take this I come to apologize."
Fang Zhijian looked gloating: "Mom, this guy is going to be beaten in public."
Fang Yun glanced at him, looking at Ganshun with a chill. If he just beat the board in public, what would he be apologized?
"Brother Fang, my kid is too naughty. I originally gave him a magic weapon for him to use for self-defense. I never thought that he would use it to harm people. Today, I have destroyed his cultivation and made him never harm again. Human opportunity.”
After Gan Jiuye finished speaking, he slapped Gan Shun Danhai with his palm.
boom--
It seemed that the roar of the collapse of mountains came from everyone's ears, and the immortal vein collapsed.
Gan Shun howled and fell to the ground, his face pale as if he was dead, looking at Gan Jiuye in disbelief.
His dad really ruined him!?
Just to apologize!?
Gan Shun couldn't understand why he had just caused a little disaster and was punished like this!
As long as he thinks that he will never be able to become a fairy road again, he will feel even more uncomfortable than death now, and his tears will fall without any effort.
Fang Zhijian stared at this scene in a daze.
In a blink of an eye, the smooth journey that was not right with him was like this... nothing?
Losing the immortal vein is equivalent to cutting off the path of immortal cultivation. In the future, he can only be a rich prince. He is always just a mortal. He can no longer stand on the same level as a monk like him...
Fang Zhijian suddenly felt a sense of loss. Even a background as strong as Gan Shun would fall to this point after offending others. What if he became Gan Shun one day?
"Brother God is intent."
Fang Chen nodded slightly.
Seeing that Fang Chen had no objection to the apology this time, Gan Jiuye couldn't help but feel relieved.
The scene of Fang Chen killing the Yuanying sword is vivid in my mind. Not to mention how domineering the sword cultivator is, its background is enough to make him feel palpitations and he dare not offend him at all.
Seeing this, Princess Shenlong talked to Fang Chen and the other two for a few more words, and then took Gan Jiuye and the others to leave Fang's mansion.
"Two ancestors, have the remnants of the Blood Spirit Sect active in recent years?"
Fang Chen looked at Fang Tingjian and the others.
"There were some small movements, but I was not sure if they were monks of the Blood Spirit Cult, and they were all killed by me."
Fang Tingjian said with a faint smile.
"After that incident, I think the Blood Spirit Sect dare not be arrogant anymore, so don't worry."
Fang Wanli Road.
"The Blood Spirit Sect is extremely powerful, much more powerful than the two imagined, so you should not take it lightly."
Fang Chen pondered.
The two of them were stunned, their expressions slightly solemn.
Even Fang Chen’s out-of-body period says that the Blood Spirit Sect is extremely powerful, so I think it’s correct.
"Two ancestors, if nothing else is wrong, the boy may be leaving again."
Fang Chen smiled with his fists.
"I'm so anxious to leave? Don't stay for a day?"
Fang Wanli looked strange.
Fang Tingjian thoughtfully said, "Where is this?"
"Go to Yuncang to have a look."
Fang Chen Dao.
"You should go. Yuncang has been a little uneasy recently. If you go, you may be able to solve some troubles for Chongxu Zhenren and others."
Fang Ting’s sword path.
Fang Chen's eyes moved: "What happened over Yuncang?"
Fang Tingjian pondered and said, "Some monks are coming. They are from a third-grade empire. They have extraordinary backgrounds and cultivation. They are traveling with their children. There are many casualties and injuries in Ziji Taoist Temple, Yuxu Mountain, and Chenxiang Temple."
"This group of monks is using the lives of monk Yuncang to sharpen their disciples' knives."
Fang Wanli sneered: "I heard that he is a Taoist sect, proficient in talismans and alchemy."
Fang Chen nodded. If Zhenren Chongxu needs help, he will naturally not sit idly by.
After a few more conversations, Fang Chen said goodbye and left. Everyone saw the fairy boat disappearing into the sky in a blink of an eye, with a hint of joy in his complex expression.
"Don't spread the news that Fang Chen is promoted to leave his body easily, look at your mouth."
Fang Tingjian said lightly.
Everyone was slightly stunned, and a hint of confusion appeared on Fang Kun's face and said respectfully: "Oncestor, this news is very good for our Fang family, why do you need it..."
"Have you forgotten the Blood Spirit Sect? If they know that they are ready in advance, even if they leave their bodies, they may not be without danger."
Fang Ting’s sword path.
Everyone suddenly realized.
On the fairy boat, Du Yunxu stood in front of Fang Chen and whispered:
"Sir, the lower official has already investigated. The day before yesterday, the Shen Shangguan Tong was very suspicious. Now he is no longer in the underworld and has gone to the sun."
"Who is above him?"
Fang Chen smiled faintly.
"It's... Si Jun You Fang, but the official thought that Lord You might not have the courage to ask someone to deal with him."
Du Yunxu said softly.
"Yu Fang, please check again to see if the judge's lawsuit is involved in this matter, and then check Shangguan Tong's identity in the world."
Fang Chen smiled.
"Abide by the order."
Du Yunxu nodded.
I thought to myself that Shangguan Tong was confused, thinking that he would be fine if he was still alive? He had been in the underworld for many years, and there would definitely be people who were in the same place as him. If he checked it carefully, he could find out his whereabouts in the world.
Yuncang Kingdom.
Yuxu Mountain.
A group of Taoist monks were standing in front of the mountain gate and pointing at the nearby demon monks.
The demon cultivators in Yuxu Mountain dared not speak out. During this period, these Taoist monks often went up the mountain, saying that they asked their subordinates to practice the art of catching monsters. They insisted that the disciples of Yuxu Mountain sect came out to fight, but the conditions were very harsh.
, it is not allowed to use magic weapons, nor is it allowed to transform into human bodies.
The White Tiger True Man is now standing next to an old man in a Taoist robe, with Lu Changqing, the sect leader, and the other Golden Pill Demon Cultivation Elders, listening respectfully to the old man in the Taoist robe.
"The demon-suppressing methods of our Lingxu Dao Sect are ever-changing, and they have different casting methods for different demon races, so they need to be more and more skilled. Don't dislike the fact that we often come to the door."
The old man in Taoist robe smiled.
Baihu Zhenren squeezed out a forced smile: "How could he dislike it? Senior Lin was joking. I wonder which disciples under my disciples plan to come out to fight this time?"
"You need a monkey-like demon cultivator."
The old man in Taoist robe glanced at him and pointed to the Victory Buddha in the crowd: "He is in the early stage of foundation building, which is quite suitable."