You have become an immortal, you tell me that you are a villain?

Chapter 97 Young Card Master

Fang Han didn't care how many forces had disappeared from the sect at this time.

The First Elder and the Second Elder are used to handling these matters, so there is nothing for him to worry about.

Fang Han wandered in this broken world.

Dust and broken building rubble are floating everywhere here, as well as the corpses of some monks who didn't know what happened here and couldn't escape.

Fang Han felt that something was attracting him in this broken world.

A shimmering seed is hidden among the fragments of the Shuizhou world.

It noticed Fang Han's gaze and trembled, trying to escape!

"Are you actually sane?"

Fang Han felt happy.

All sane things in the Three Thousand Worlds are unparalleled treasures. Maybe this kind of thing is one of the treasures hidden in Taixuan Tower.

Ye Tian seemed to have said before that there are countless treasures hidden in the treasure pavilion of Taixuan Tower.

Now that the world has collapsed, all the treasures in the treasure pavilion have been destroyed.

And the magic weapon that can be left behind in this battle must be an extraordinary masterpiece!
Seeing that he was about to run away, Fang Han shouted:
"Not allowed to move!"

Supernatural power: Follow your words!
Seed who wanted to escape was stunned at his original plan.

Fang Han stepped forward and took it in his hand.

The moment I took it, a warm feeling spread into my palm.

This hot current contains extremely strong power of the world, and this seed seems to have strong vitality. Fang Han feels that it really wants to take root and sprout at this moment.

In the Three Thousand Worlds, there are basically no classics and books related to the power of the world.

Therefore, it is naturally impossible to investigate things and events about the power of the world.

But it's okay, Fang Han also has a "Hundred Treasures Book". Although it is not very reliable, it can come in handy at critical times.

"Arin, what is this thing?"

In the empty sea of ​​consciousness, no living beings responded.

Fang Han couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

Alin used up his last strength to help him kill the deep space insect demon, and was no longer in his sea of ​​consciousness.

I used to talk to him often, but he suddenly left. I was really not used to it.

"I left a remnant soul in the World Tree, you don't have to worry about me disappearing." Fang Han remembered what A Lin said.

Thinking of this, Fang Han entered the world of eternal night, and his soul went deep into the bottom of the world.

There is a world tree here.

After a great battle in the Three Thousand Worlds, the three original branches of this tree turned dull, leaving only a faint light supporting the trunk of the tree.

In order to kill the deep space insect demon, a large amount of star power was consumed at the same time.

The stars support Eternal Night. Once the stars dim, the world of Eternal Night will become extremely weak.

However, the world of Evernight has stabilized, and it is only a matter of time before the stars regain their strength.

Fang Han came to the World Tree.

Yong Ye said that he left his Tao remnant soul in the World Tree.

Sure enough, Fang Han saw a big white cat at the root of the World Tree.

This white cat is not physically as illusory as Yong Ye once was.

The body of this white cat is solid, just like a real white cat.

Fang Han walked to the tree and picked up the white cat.

Although the body has become solid, it is not a good thing.

"Alin?"

Fang Han called out tentatively.

The white cat didn't respond.

It seems that he is really just a remnant soul.

Arin said that the fragments of his consciousness would be slowly reorganized in the eternal deep space, and they would definitely meet again one day.

Fang Han hugged the white cat and left the world of eternal night.

After returning to the water state world, he first turned the white cat over, and then a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Arin, you are indeed a female cat!"

"Meow~!"

Although there was only a remnant soul left, he could still understand what the other party said.

Fang Han shook the seeds he had just found in front of Alin and asked, "Do you recognize this thing?"

Arin shook his head.

Maybe he knew it once, but can't remember it now.

Fang Han looked at the barrage above his head.

After the war, the drama with him as the main perspective didn't seem to end.

Since A Lin doesn’t know, it’s better to ask Almighty Barrage. "A few pigeons, does anyone know what this post is for?" Fang Han found that these comments all liked to call themselves "the pigeons" and "the pigeons", and he didn't know if they were internet memes from that world.

[This time, Brother Han can really see the barrage. So during the fight just now, you saw all the barrage we sent, right? 】

[Brother, the information is a bit behind. Brother Han can see the barrage. I knew this a few weeks ago]

[enmmmm, tell me, could this kind of seeds fall out of the broken world? 】

[Who knows, since seeds can probably grow monsters and beasts? 】

[Maybe you can grow a willow god]

[Brother Han, since it’s a seed, why don’t you just find a piece of soil and plant it? 】

Looking for a piece of soil?
Yes, since it is a seed, why not just find a piece of soil and try planting it?
Fang Han returned to the sect.

From a distance, he saw many monks floating in the air at the entrance of the Immortal Sect.

There was only one person at the gate of the sect, Lu Ying'an.

He flew to the main entrance and asked, "Everyone, who has the best spiritual soil?"

The monks took a closer look. Isn't this person Fang Han who brought the power of the stars to fight against the deep space insect demon?
"Your Majesty! I am the head of the Immortal Herbal Sect, and I just happened to bring a bag of good spiritual soil with me today." With that said, a male monk took out a small bag from the ring, flew to Fang Han and said:
"This small bag has a space as large as one-tenth of the world level. It contains the spiritual soil and spiritual plants that have been cultivated for thousands of years by our Herbal Immortal Sect. This small bag and the spiritual soil in it are our sect's most precious treasures. I hope you will, sir." The one who accepts it.”

With that said, the head of the Immortal Herb Sect handed over the small package together with a greeting card.

Fang Han smiled and took the small bag and invitation together.

"I don't know what to call this fellow Taoist?"

"Returning to your venerable master, junior Qiao Ziyu."

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Qiao, you are interested. I will hold a banquet at Xiaozhu Peak of the sect in three days. I hope that Fellow Daoist will go there."

Hearing this, Qiao Ziyu was overjoyed.

"Junior must come on time!"

A group of monks stood behind Qiao Ziyu and stared. They also wanted to have something to do with Fang Han, but the spiritual soil was not a treasure. Who would carry it with him every day?

Qiao Ziyu said the treasure was so awesome, but in fact it was just a larger storage magic weapon and a piece of land. In terms of preciousness, wouldn't any magic weapon they brought here today be better than this loess?

Chun Chun was just lucky, and happened to come across the supplies that His Holiness was in short supply.

All the monks were a little jealous.

They made inquiries and learned that Venerable Tinghan was a generous man, and he even gave generous gifts to him at the last banquet. The treasures he gave were even better than those sent by many sects.

If you are lucky enough to enter the banquet of Shenxiao Dao Palace, you might get the chance to win the treasure.

There is basically no risk in this treasure hunt. Even if they explore a dangerous secret place, the treasures they get may not be as much as what they get from a banquet.

After getting the spiritual soil, Fang Han flew away from here.

Before leaving, he sent a message to Lu Ying'an and said, "Please give these monks a hard time. If there are too many, it will be difficult for the Great Elder to arrange them."

Obtaining the order from the leader is a privilege.

Lu Ying'an raised the corners of his lips, curved his eyebrows into beautiful crescents, and said to the monks present:
"Everyone, I have been ordered by the leader to set test questions for you. If you can answer the questions correctly, you will be qualified to participate in the sect's banquet three days later. If you answer wrong, please go back the way you came."

"Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you."

"I only ask one question, it's very simple."

"What if, a deep space monster invades your sect."

"This monster can be traded. It proposes that as long as all the young disciples in the sect can be handed over, the sect can be temporarily safe."

"At this time, as the leader of a sect, what choice will you make?"

“Whether you choose yes or no, give your reasons.”

As the leader of a sect, it is natural to prioritize the preservation of the sect.

But, could this question be so simple?
The heads of each family had ulterior motives and chose different answers, and explained their reasons to Lu Ying'an.

After everyone gave their answers.

Lu Ying'an then beat these people away.

It doesn't matter what the answer is.

He is a little scoundrel, and whoever gives him a gift will please him more, then he will let him into the sect.

Just after the monks had almost finished leaving, another person came up the mountain.

This person has a fair complexion, but has sharp facial features, and a bunch of wayward hair sticking up on his head.

He walked up to Lu Ying'an and cupped his hands, but his movements were a little unnatural.

Lu Ying'an knew at a glance that this person was not a practitioner.

He was wearing a black suit, and the small square box around his waist was particularly obvious. Coupled with his flamboyant hair, Lu Ying'an had some guesses about this person's identity.

Among the three thousand worlds.

Monks and masters (mecha masters) are both very common professions, but there are also some professions that are very unpopular, such as Senior Sister Xueer's Talisman Master.

Then there is
Lu Ying'an said: "Are you a card master?"

The boy-looking man was startled. He didn't expect his identity to be guessed so easily.

"Yes." The young man said, "I am Leng Qianchen. I was in the Zicui World just now. It was thanks to the help of Lord Tinghan that I saved my life. I came here specifically to thank the Lord."

Amethyst world?

(End of this chapter)