I will become an immortal in this world

Fang Wang asked Fang Hanyu to stay and rest for a few days before preparing to return to Daqi. ‘6’ ‘9’ ‘s’ ‘h’ ‘u’ ‘x’ ‘.’ ‘c’ ‘o’ ‘m’

This time when they heard that Fang Wang was going out, Zhu Yan, Chu Yin, and Qu Xunhun all expressed their intention to follow him, especially the three immortals of Dihai. They just wanted to follow Fang Wang to practice Tongtian Dijian.

Fang Wang thought for a while and decided to take everyone with him and let the monsters be responsible for staying on Biyou Island.

When leaving, Yang Du said goodbye to Fang Wang. He had memorized all the mental methods of Douzhan Zhen Gong. It would be the same wherever he practiced next. He also had his own opportunities to pursue.

Fang Wang didn't stop him and let him go.

Qu Xunhun took out his Dharma Ship. This Dharma Ship was different from the previous ones. It was more majestic. It was a hundred feet long and had six floors of attic. In modern times, it was equivalent to the size of an aircraft carrier.

Fang Wang was lying on the eaves at the top of the attic, basking in the sun, while others were practicing or chatting on the deck.

Fang Hanyu sat meditating next to Fang Jing and looked at the people on the boat, still feeling unreal in his heart.

Three great monks at the ninth level of Nirvana Realm, one Ocean Prodigy at the ninth level of Mahayana Realm, and the son of the Demon Emperor at the Golden Body Realm.

Just these five people are enough to sweep across the continent, right?

There is still hope!

How strong is Fang Wang, that he can actually make a great monk on the ninth level of Nirvana willing to be a slave...

When Fang Hanyu heard about Fang Wang's achievements in the Imperial Sea in the Jinxiao Sect before, his heart was filled with excitement, but when he learned about the cultivation and origins of the three immortals of the Imperial Sea, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Xiao Zi looked at Dugu Wenhun and asked jokingly: "Yang Du has left. You have also heard the Taoism of Tongtian Dijian. Why haven't you left yet? Do you have other plans? Recognize the master as soon as possible. Don't miss it." The further back the opportunity is, the lower the status will be.”

Dugu Wenhun stood in front of the railing beside the ship, overlooking the scenery at the end of the sea. Hearing Xiao Zi's question, he smiled softly, then turned to look at Fang Wang on the roof, and said: "Brother Fang, I will follow you now. There are more and more people, why not create a sect?”

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Yan, Chu Yin, and Qu Xunhun all became interested.

Zhao Zhen, who was floating in the air, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, I think it's wonderful. We can indeed create a sect."

The young Fang Jing stood up and shouted: "Uncle, I think it's okay!"

Xiao Zi cursed secretly, this Dugu Wenhun didn't want to be a slave or a mount, yet he was really good at making suggestions.

Fang Wang, who was basking in the sun, said casually: "Creating a religion? Trouble, I don't want to worry about it. I really want to be a head teacher. I have already become one."

He was someone who had rejected the headmaster of Taiyuan Sect.

"In fact, the purpose of establishing a religion is not for power, and it does not necessarily require management. In the early days of the human race, the great powers founded the religion just to gather like-minded people and promote their own Taoism. In such a sect, there is no intrigue or intrigue. Everyone is fighting for power and wealth just to explore the Tao. Brother Fang, you have the heart to preach, why not create such a sect. With your ability, you may be able to bring a breath of fresh air in this turbid world. "

Dugu Wenhun said seriously, his words made everyone fall into thinking.

Just listen to him continue to say: "Emperor Hongxuan and the Great Sage Jianglong have brought prosperity and prosperity to the world, but they all fell because of their resistance to the immortal gods. Sometimes I wonder, are there really born immortal gods in the world? What if Are there really immortals? Why is there so much suffering in the world? Have the immortals given up on the human world, or are they not what we think they are? They do not have the divinity to protect the world.”

"No matter what the situation is, at least the immortals and gods are not that important. They are even afraid of the development of the human world. What is the gap between the human world and the upper world? Maybe there are too many struggles in the human world. People in the world only know their own interests and profound Taoism when cultivating immortals. It will always be in the hands of a few sects, and only if there is a gap can those sects maintain a sense of superiority and always be at the top.”

These words made Fang Wang look at Dugu Wenhun with admiration.

Speaking of which, he didn't know much about Dugu Wenhun. He only knew that Dugu Wenhun was one of the four heroes of Nanqiong.

The young Fang Jing also fell into thinking because of Dugu Wenhun's words.

Dugu Wenhun then said: "There are thousands of opportunities in the world. There have been so many saints and emperors since ancient times. There are also opportunities in Nanqiong Sea that are not inferior to Tongtian Emperor Jian, but I yearn for Emperor Hongxuan the most because he refused In the upper world, if he rejects the immortals, even if his body dies and his soul disappears, he will live a glorious life, he will be immortal and will always be in the hearts of the world."

At this time, Fang Wang's voice floated down:

"If I founded a sect and asked you to be the deputy leader, can you guarantee that this sect will develop as you said?"

Dugu Wenhun's eyes lit up and he said: "Of course it can be guaranteed. I have lived for more than four hundred years and know many monks and demon cultivators. I can gather a group of like-minded people."

"That's not necessary. People who come here to create a religion have ulterior motives. I'll think about it again."

Fang Wang replied casually, and Dugu Wenhun hesitated to speak, and finally decided to suppress his thoughts.

Some things really don't need to be rushed.

"What do you think, if the young master founded a religion, what kind of religious name should he give?" Xiao Zi asked enthusiastically, causing a heated discussion on the boat.

Everyone began to think freely.

Fang Wang was also thinking about Dugu Wenhun's words.

Because of Zhou Xue's existence, he also felt that the upper world was not so beautiful. After ascending, he would lose his freedom. No matter how it sounded, this world seemed to be supported by the upper world.

Judging from the words of the Great Sage Subduing the Dragon and the Great Sage Zhuxian, it seems that once a great sage appears in the human world, he will be noticed by the upper world. If he is too strong, he may be killed.

If he wants to stay in the human world, why must he be prepared to fight against the upper world alone?

Of course, Fang Wang believes in himself more than trusting others.

He is willing to guide others and make more strong people in the world, but he will not go out of his way to cultivate power and delay his own practice.

Just like Xuan Dynasty, although the overall strength was strong, no one could compete with Fang Wang, which resulted in Fang Wang being able to kill a lot of people.

If he is not strong enough, it will cause the enemy to massacre his people.

Fang Wang's thoughts gradually drifted away, and he began to think about merging all his sword skills to make the Immortal Killing Ghost Sword stronger!

Although Tongtian Dijian is powerful, its realm is limited, resulting in Fang Wang not being able to fully display its divine power for the time being.

He needs to create a stronger killing move!

At least when facing more than twenty Nirvana Realms, not even one Nirvana Realm can be killed.

…

Daqi, Nanqiu City.

Over the past few decades, Nanqiu City has become the second largest city in Daqi after the Imperial City. In terms of prosperity, it is even more prosperous than the Imperial City.

Fang Guogong's mansion has a transcendent status, and the people in the city know that Fang's mansion is protected by immortals.

Today, the Fang Mansion has a prosperous population, with over 10,000 clan members, not including those who are cultivating immortals outside and serving as officials in the court.

In a courtyard.

Fang Wang's mother, Mrs. Jiang, was sitting in the pavilion, drinking tea and looking at the goldfish in the pond, but her eyes were wandering.

She is already one hundred and sixty years old. Although she has taken the Beauty Pill from the world of immortality, the vicissitudes of life on her face cannot be concealed.

At this time, a woman in rich clothes walked up, surrounded by a group of maids, laughing and laughing all the way, breaking the silence in the courtyard.

Mrs. Jiang came back to her senses, looked at her daughter Fang Ling, and said angrily: "You are always making noises, how do you behave? You are the one who is about to become the top disciple of Taiyuan Sect."

Fang Ling walked over to Mr. Jiang and sat down carelessly. He poured himself a cup of tea and said with a smile: "Mother, what is so good about the eldest disciple? To put it nicely, in fact it is just what people who are not destined to be immortal are like. I don’t want to be the bottleneck in my pursuit, but the elders of Taiyuan Sect insist on me. I know that what they value is not me, but my brother. Without me, my brother may never come back in this life. "

Ms. Jiang glared and said, "That's nonsense. How could your brother not come back?"

Fang Ling stuck out his tongue and said playfully: "Oh, I mean he doesn't look down on the land of Daqi. I heard from the seniors of Jinxiao Sect that he is now the Tiandao Master of Changsheng Pavilion. Mother, you You don’t know, but the Changsheng Pavilion is a sect that is ten thousand times more powerful than the Taiyuan Sect.”

She began to talk endlessly about Fang Wang's deeds. Jiang listened attentively, with a look of pride on her face.

What she is most proud of in her life is having a son like Fang Wang.

When Fang Ling finished speaking and was pouring tea for herself, Mrs. Jiang sighed: "Hey, your second brother is not as blessed as your eldest brother. He is not talented enough. If you have to go overseas to make a living, just go and make a career, marry a wife and have children. Don’t even tell your family, you can’t have a private life with a man of unknown origin in the future, do you understand?”

When Fang Ling heard her mention Fang Xun, she also became sad.

She and Fang Xun were twins. They grew up together and had a close relationship. Fang Xun's death made her depressed for two years.

For a moment, both mother and son were silent.

for a long time.

There were noises in the distance, and some monks from the Fang family even flew over the courtyard, flying all the way to the gate of the Fang Mansion.

Mrs. Jiang asked in surprise: "Why is there such a big movement?"

Fang Ling was a cultivator with extraordinary hearing. She stood stunned on the stool as if she had been struck by lightning.

Mrs. Jiang shook her to wake her up.

"My brother is back! My eldest brother is back!"

Fang Ling suddenly stood up and shouted excitedly.

When Mrs. Jiang heard this, she stood up suddenly. She was so excited that she knocked over the stool and staggered. Suddenly a hand held her wrist. She turned her head and looked. When she saw the other person's face clearly, her eyes suddenly changed. Got to be red.

"Wang'er..." Mrs. Jiang called in surprise, tears welling up from her eyes uncontrollably.

Fang Wang stared at Mrs. Jiang's face, keeping a smile on his face, but actually he was filled with emotion in his heart.

For Mr. Jiang, it might just be decades of absence.

But for Fang Wang, it was something he had not seen in nearly 20,000 years.

The vicissitudes of life are just that.

Thousands of words gathered in his throat, and Fang Wang suddenly found that he could not express himself. He immediately pulled Fang Jing behind him in front of him and said with a smile: "Mom, look who this is?"

Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but look at Fang Jing and said subconsciously: "Xun'er..."

Fang Jing was a little nervous. He remembered what his uncle had said before, and he said cautiously: "Grandma, my name is Fang Jing."

Mrs. Jiang hugged Fang Jing into her arms and said while crying, "My dear grandson, you have endured hardships these years..."

Fang Ling was also very excited. She looked at Fang Wang, her eyes full of admiration, surprise, anxiety and many other emotions.

She had heard many legends about Fang Wang, and there were even some things that she didn't tell her family, such as Fang Wang's solo adventure into the Imperial Sea.