Shi Long and the others had already returned to the underworld, and Han Linqiu and others left after arriving in Zhongzhou.
Fang Chen returned to Sanqian Daomen this time and was also surprised by the weather here. He never thought that the effect of the Great Dao White Lotus was so powerful.
In just a few years, the Sanqian Daomen Sect's sect site was transformed into a fairy court.
At that time, Ye Wenxiu and others happened to see Zhou Bufan and others who were like immortal spirits.
In such a place of immortals and so unruly drinking tea in front of the mountain gate, it is very likely that he is the elder in the sect.
The three demons of Victory Buddha also showed a look of respect, and the eyes of Zhou Bufan and the others were filled with a hint of awe.
"They are not monks from the Three Thousand Dao Sects."
Fang Chen smiled and shook his head, and brought everyone to Zhou Bufan and others:
"Are you still used to it?"
Zhou Bufan and the others subconsciously stood up, hurriedly clasped their fists and bowed: "We have seen fellow Taoist Fang."
"What's wrong with this tea..."
The Buddha's eyes fell into the teacup. The tea was slightly turbid, there was a little sediment, and even a smell was floating.
Logically speaking, even if the tea that people drink during practice is not the best in the immortal realm, it is also the top among ordinary people.
Like that kind of tea, the color should be clear and elegant, and the fragrance should be refreshing. There is no need to drink it. Just smell it and it will be sweet. How can it be like these in front of you...
"Just get used to it."
Fang Chen nodded gently and led everyone to the Taoist palace.
"Fellow Daoist Fang..."
The beggar Taoist said quickly.
“How to say it?”
Fang Chen looked at him.
"I, how long will I have to drink here?"
The beggar Taoist gritted his teeth and said with courage: "I have known that I have done something wrong in the past few years. As the saying goes, knowing that mistakes can improve it. I..."
"It's a great deal to improve the mistakes. Is the elders' words about the younger generations in the family? I have no relatives and you for no reason. What does it have to do with me? The tea here makes you dissatisfied?"
Fang Chen waved to the monks in front of the mountain gate: "The guests are not very satisfied with our tea, so you must conduct a good review."
The monks finally reacted and ran to Fang Chen with joy and saluted. One of them glanced at the beggar Taoist. The beggar Taoist was frightened by the look and felt a chill in his heart.
"Old ancestor, during this period, our place is like a fairyland on earth. Occasionally, ordinary people come to the door to incense. Because they inhaled two more breaths of spiritual energy, their body was light, smart, disease-free and painless, which made the tea different from the past.
After today, my disciples will definitely go further to find authentic tea for these guests so that they can feel at home.”
Zhou Bufan and others were sweating profusely and their faces were extremely ugly. Someone had already looked at the beggar Taoist, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his eyes were like a knife, as if he was about to cut his body severely.
The beggar Taoist never thought that if he mustered up his courage, his expression would change continuously.
Sheng Buddha and others finally understood a little, and their eyes when they looked at the tea water had changed color.
Ye Wenxiu and the others were secretly amazed in their hearts, but they did not expect that these immortal existences made mistakes and were punished...
“So very good.”
Fang Chen nodded slightly, and then led everyone into the Taoist palace.
The news of his return soon spread throughout the three thousand sects.
"elder brother!"
A figure broke through the air and cried out in surprise before it even landed.
The three demons of the Victor Buddha and Liu Mu looked a little excited when they saw the visitor.
This is their junior, and they have not seen Fang Zhixue for many years.
Fang Zhixue fell in front of Fang Chen, excited and joyful, and suddenly realized that she didn't know what to say.
"Hug it."
Fang Chen reached out and smiled.
Only then did Fang Zhixue feel that the strangeness disappeared and hugged Fang Chen tightly.
Master Li and his friends arrived one after another. Seeing this scene, he immediately waved his hand:
"Let them talk first, let's not go over and disturb us."
After more than ten breaths, Fang Zhixue let go of her hand, slowly took two steps back, and carefully looked at Fang Chen's current appearance, and her expression gradually became strange:
"Brother, so many years have passed... Why are you still like before, and even younger than before?"
The three of them nodded silently.
Now looking at Fang Zhixue, she is about thirty years old and looks much more mature than Fang Chen, who looks like she is in her teenage appearance.
When the two stood together, Fang Zhixue looked more like her sister.
"When your cultivation level is high, your life span will naturally increase and you will appear young. Your practice has not fallen behind over the years."
Fang Chen looked at Fang Zhixue and nodded with a smile.
Once the foundation is established, it means that the immortal path has been introduced, and the next path will be much smoother than during the Qi Refining Period.
As long as you go to Yin and earn some Yin life, your future is unlimited.
As the two were chatting, Fang Zhixue learned that Fang Chen had returned to Daxia and asked quickly:
"What's wrong with my parents?"
"I haven't seen it, but the old man has arranged it. I want to live a beautiful world of two people."
Fang Chen smiled.
He also learned from Fang Zhixue about her experiences along the way, and finally found three thousand gates.
Logically speaking... it is almost impossible to get here from such a distance with Fang Zhixue's cultivation level.
He suspected that there was still the old man's work behind this.
Half an hour later, the San Thousand Daomen Sect Master Hall.
Mr. Li reported to Fang Chen about the changes in the 3,000 Dao Sect in recent years, such as how many new disciples there are, and some tributes sent by various parties occasionally.
The Xianqin tribe and the Langya tribe are the most diligent. Almost every year, they send a large number of low-grade spirit stones, some spiritual medicines and pills, which makes the monks of the Three Thousand Dao Sects completely lose their scruples in their practice.
"Uncle Master, if this continues, our three thousand sects will be raised by them. How can we still have to worry about these cultivation resources?"
Master Li looked proud.
"The situation will change very quickly. The Xianqin tribe can give you the resources to practice today, which is for my sake. If one day I fall, they may pretend not to recognize you."
Fang Chen smiled.
Everyone's expressions slightly stern.
Fang Chen came back this time to teach them the method of walking through the Yin. With this method, it would be equivalent to teaching people how to fish. Even if human resources are exhausted, they would not be unable to practice.
A few days later, a group of very curious guys walked along the vast underworld road. They watched everywhere and talked to the wandering souls from time to time, which made some wandering souls avoid it.
These wandering souls were unable to accept their death, and they were asked if they were dead. If they hadn't seen these people, they would have been angry long ago.
"So this is just walking in the dark... I really didn't expect that one day, we brothers and sisters will be able to feel the feeling of being a ghost while we are alive, and we don't know what the scene will be in the underworld."
Qin Feng was a little excited.
Qin Xuan thought something and suddenly said, "Brother, when we were in the Yin Dynasty, it seemed that our cultivation level was almost the same as in the human world, and it was much stronger than these wandering souls."
After she reminded her, Qin Feng immediately tried it and found that he still had the means in the underworld.
Not long after everyone walked, their vision suddenly became wider, and a river that was shrouded in fog appeared.
Fang Chen's eyes suddenly moved and he looked not far away.
I saw a group of wandering souls who seemed to be waiting for someone to carry the boat. One of them was none other than the Lord of Cangdao Mansion and the Qi Jian.