Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"It turns out that this is how you understood the Qitian Great Panlu."

The palace master nodded thoughtfully.

The dean of Qitian College looked at Sikou Jinghua fiercely and said sternly:

"How dare you break the rules of our Qitian clan!?"

Teng Keshuang looked at Sikoudan, with a hint of cynicism flashing in his eyes.

Now that this matter is exposed, the other party must be punished.

Although the other party has successfully comprehended the Qitian Great Panlu and will not be deprived of his status as Tianzun's successor, he will definitely be punished accordingly.

After all, the Qitian clan is not just the Qitian clan of the Sikou clan!

There are also three major surnames: Teng, Qiguan and Fu.

Although the latter has now declined and there are not many members of the clan, the rules still exist.

"I'm willing to accept the punishment."

Sikou Jinghua sighed in his heart and admitted it honestly without any further excuses.

But he looked at Fu Zun, "Fu Zun, although I opened the back door for Sikou, he actually understood the Qitian Great Panlu..."

"I know that he can be exempted from the death penalty, and his status as Tianzun's successor will not be deprived of him, but he cannot escape the crime of living, so he should be imprisoned."

The Fu Zun said calmly.

Sikou Jinghua breathed a sigh of relief and said nothing more.

Sikoudan was currently using the power of the interior scene to recover from his injuries. He was surprised to find that the injuries that made him cry out in pain healed quickly.

It seemed that those hundred blows were not as serious as imagined.

After the injury healed, Sikoudan immediately transformed into a pair of obscene pants.

Although it covered his shameful place, he always felt that that scene would never disappear from the hearts of the great saints present.

"Let's put this matter aside for now. I'm going to ask who did it this time."

After the governor finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Upon seeing this, the deans of the major colleges also left with their saints.

After all, it is the Qitian clan's own scandal, and it is useless for them to stay here any longer.

After they left, the dean of Qitian College looked at Sikou Jinghua:

"You are waiting for your fate in Dayou Mountain. As for..."

He looked at Sikoudan and said, "Do you have any objections to confinement for seven hundred years?"

"Dean, over there at Qiyang Hall..."

"You are the successor of Tianzun. Even if it takes more than three hundred years, your Seven Suns Seal will not be taken away."

"Disciple has no objection."

Sikoudan lowered his head and said.

Suddenly, he glanced aside from the corner of his eye and saw Teng Keshuang's joking smile, and subconsciously clenched his fists.

He will definitely find a way to wash away this humiliation!

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Fang Chen looked at the seventh-grade wat tablet in his hand. It almost became dim and almost disappeared.

The red-headed lotus in the bamboo tube also recovered very slowly.

"It seems that just two arrests require a period of recovery. The recovery speed is very slow. I guess it will take a hundred years?"

Fang Chen was thoughtful.

These two experiments allowed him to figure out the upper limit of this seventh-grade wat plate.

I will feel more confident when I use it again in the future.

After removing the magical power of Ju Chuan Shu, Fang Chen's appearance returned to its original appearance.

The soap clothes, official swords, and shackles on Li Wudao and the Red Flame Saint also disappeared one after another.

The Red Flame Saint was a little reluctant to leave. The feeling before was simply too good.

Especially when facing the Heavenly Saint, he could knock him away. Such an experience would have never been possible in his life before.

"Fang Yanjun, this magical power is too miraculous. We must find a way to improve it as soon as possible!"

The Red Flame Saint came forward and said with a flattering look on his face.

Now, in his opinion, the Xianhong lineage, which originally had a low chance of winning, may not be able to rise in the human race.

If this magical power is strong enough, he can completely imagine himself waving the board with his own hands to hit the fire starter.

When he thought of this, the Red Flame Saint couldn't help but get excited.

You must know that with the Yan clan's background, they are not qualified to truly become a dog of the Huo Sui lineage.

Li Wudao glanced at him coldly, then cupped his hands and said:

"Immortal Lord, it's better not to use this magical power easily. If it is guessed by those heavenly saints, I'm afraid it will lead to death."

"Well, if they guess that I am the one who used this magical power, they will definitely come looking for me."

Fang Chen nodded lightly:

"In the future, when I use this magical power, it will depend on the situation. Naturally, I will not abuse it."

Li Wudao breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, this Immortal Lord is still young, and he is afraid that the other party will be motivated by his own impulse, so he will often use this magical power to deal with his enemies in the future.

Once or twice is okay, but if you do it a few more times, you will definitely be targeted by the Heavenly Saint.

"Let's go and take a look at my wat board to see if there is any chance of improvement."

Fang Chen smiled slightly, stepped out, left the interior scene in an instant, and reappeared in Tianzi Prison.

Just like before, Tianzi Prison's suppression of him was no longer effective.

As soon as he thought, a door appeared in front of him.

After walking out of the door, Fang Chen had successfully left Tianzi Prison and walked towards the government office in the direction he came from.

The surrounding scene suddenly began to change.

He experienced the same vision as when he came.

Unknowingly, he arrived at the gate of the government office.

Fang Chen walked into the government office and came all the way to the lobby.

There was nothing behind the empty desk.

The master was not there, nor were the four guards.

"Xiao Zhou, how should I absorb the wat board here?"

Fang Chen asked in his mind.

"Brother, this is simple. Just turn against the guest and replace it."

Zhou Tianzhijian reminded.

Instead of being a guest?

Fang Chen's thoughts moved slightly, and his eyes suddenly fell on the Taishi chair behind the desk.

After pondering for a moment, he slowly walked around the desk and came to the Grand Master's chair.

The Grand Master's chair is still very big, much higher than others.

But when Fang Chen actually sat on it, his figure also grew bigger, and he sat upright on the Taishi chair.

At this time, there was a sudden surge of breath outside the door.

The four officers appeared one after another, and in front of them stood the old man.

The five beings looked at Fang Chen coldly and walked into the hall step by step.

Fang Chen's clothes were very similar to the old man's.

With a thought in his mind, the seventh-grade wat tablet appeared in his hand.

The old man who was walking towards him was suddenly startled in his steps, and for some reason, he stood motionless.

After a brief pause, the four officers slowly knelt down and saluted.

Fang Chen didn't speak, just stared at the old man.

Not surprisingly, he was transformed from the incomplete Wat board here.

What he has to do now is to replace the guest with the main one.

"Why are you still standing there when you see me?"

Fang Chen suddenly shouted coldly.

The old man's face was tangled for a while, and he instantly turned into a broken wat board, suspended in mid-air.

There was another moment of silence for a while, and the broken tablet finally moved forward slowly, and finally turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the seventh-grade tablet in Fang Chen's hand.

At this moment, Fang Chen's heart was moved, and his eyes fell on the seventh-grade wat tablet in his hand.

It is blooming again, and it will soon reach the previous level, and even show signs of exceeding it! (End of chapter)