Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Fang Chen frowned slightly. In Zhongzhou, Beidou, Ditian, and Jianxiu, they have always been synonymous with offensive power.

Their status is much higher than that of ordinary monks. When Qin Hucheng said this, he was obviously not referring to this place.

But...has he also been to Longyuan, Qiufeng and other places?

Or did the old swordsman once tell him about the embarrassing situation of sword cultivators in those places?

"I, a sword cultivator, have been cultivating my whole life just for the sake of this sword in my hand. Even if my lifespan is not as long as that of ordinary cultivators, I have never been bothered by it. I have lived a free and easy life, and I am satisfied."

Qin Hucheng smiled: "Do you think this is too much?"

"Not too much."

Fang Chen shook his head gently.

Everyone saw Fang Chen talking to the air and shaking his head, with a look of astonishment on their faces.

Qin Hucheng was already a corpse. It was normal if he left a few words behind, but if he really started talking, wouldn't he be seeing a ghost?

"Isn't he crazy..."

Some people thought in horror.

If such a being went crazy, would they be able to survive today?

The most fearful person at this moment is not them, but Emperor Li Xiao and other monks who have no relationship with Ancestor Li Xiao.

The old and the young all glanced at the shriveled corpse of Emperor Li Xiao from time to time, and their hearts seemed to be filled with fear, as if they were carrying a huge mountain on their backs, so heavy that it was difficult for them to breathe.

"Yeah, that's not excessive at all."

Qin Hucheng nodded lightly: "Senior brother, when he was young, he was not from Central Continent, but from a faraway place that you can't imagine. Both of his parents were sword cultivators."

"Which of the nine realms of the human world did my senior brother come from when he was a child?"

Fang Chen said softly.

Qin Hucheng was slightly startled, looked at Fang Chen with a strange expression, and then suddenly smiled and said:

"It seems that you know a lot. Just like you, I am from the Ancient Realm. The difference is that I come from the Creation Star, Prison Wind. Have you heard of this place?

It is much larger than Zhongzhou, Ditian, and Beidou combined. Strong people emerge in large numbers, and it is not uncommon for them to be like the ancestors. "

"heard about it."

Fang Chen nodded.

"Junior brother, if you have the opportunity in the future, you can go and have a look, but remember not to do it as a sword cultivator."

Qin Hucheng's eyes showed a hint of cynicism: "If you go as a sword cultivator, you will only attract cold looks. They will look down on the sword in your hand and the thoughts you have devoted your life to.

In that place, sword cultivators and their ilk were nothing more than dead soldiers in the eyes of the big shots, worthless things that could be wasted at will.

When I was young, my father and mother were dragged into a sword duel because of the vindictiveness of the children of the big family. My father was good at swordsmanship and won. Unfortunately, my mother died in that sword fight.

It's okay in the first place. We sword cultivators are born like this. Who would take this path if they are really talented?

It's a pity that behind the sword cultivator who was defeated by my father, his young master felt that my father had caused him to lose face. "

Having said this, Qin Hucheng looked at Fang Chen and forced a smile on his face:

"He ordered people to capture my father alive and throw him into a pot of oil. He also asked me to watch. If I didn't watch, they would whip me.

In the end, they let me eat a crispy heart, which was my dad's heart. "

Fang Chen's expression changed slightly and he looked at Qin Hucheng blankly. He had never thought that Qin Hucheng's childhood experience was so desolate.

"Since then, I have become an orphan, competing with wild dogs for food, and beggars for steamed buns. I have practiced swordsmanship with all my strength. Although the swordsman is not in their eyes, the sword in the swordsman's hand, no matter who it is, , dare not really ignore it.”

Qin Hucheng smiled and said: "If you want to take revenge, this is the only way to go."

After a pause, "I was too naive and too anxious at the time. I just practiced a little bit and thought I could get revenge. Then I failed. Just when I thought I was going to die, a man helped me kill the pursuers and then led me Follow me to Central Continent.

Only then did I realize that there was such a place where sword cultivators were so in awe. "

"Old Sword Immortal?"

"Um."

"But don't get me wrong, the old Sword Immortal has nothing to do with the Blood Spirit Cult."

"Who is that?"

“He once told me that as long as I joined the Blood Spirit Cult, I would have the opportunity to change everything.

I thought there was some truth to what he said, so I joined. "

"Can we rely on the Blood Spirit Pill to change all this?"

"Junior Brother Fang, since I joined the Blood Spirit Cult, I have never taken even half of a Blood Spirit Pill."

Qin Hucheng smiled and said, "Even so, countless people have died because of me.

Junior Sister Yu also condensed the Immortal-Destroy Demon Fetus because of Gai Wu and I's plan, so you don't have to feel any guilt for killing me.

You did nothing wrong, and neither did I. "

"You are right, I am right, then who is wrong?"

Fang Chen smiled.

"Who knows."

Qin Hucheng shook his head gently.

"If senior brother could see his parents again, would he be willing to let go of his obsessions?"

Fang Chen said suddenly.

Qin Hucheng was slightly startled, as if he thought of something.

"Senior brother became a wandering spirit after his death, and his parents will also become wandering spirits after their death. If you are lucky, you will still have a chance to meet each other."

Fang Chen said.

"What do you want me to do."

Qin Hucheng's expression gradually became serious.

"Tell me who is behind you and Gai Wu."

Fang Chen said.

Qin Hucheng thought for a few moments and shook his head gently: "I can't remember the appearance of my parents. It doesn't make much difference whether they are seen or not."

"Is it necessary to protect that person like this?"

Fang Chen frowned.

"Junior Brother Fang, even if you know who he is, what can you do? Just rely on these few people you brought? Even if you suppress him, you can suppress the huge Blood Spirit Sect?"

Qin Hucheng shook his head gently: "What Gai Wu said before is not wrong, you can win for a while, but the Blood Spirit Sect can win for a lifetime.

Listen to me, don't worry about these nonsense, and just follow your path of sword cultivation. "

His eyes were as bright as fire, and Fang Chen's figure was reflected in his eyes: "With your talent and your methods, you may have a chance to change the situation of sword cultivators in Prison Feng.

Even if you don't want to leave this place, you can still protect this three-acre piece of land. If they make their plans here, our sword cultivators will never have peace in the future. "

"Your Majesty, it seems that he has a tough mouth. Why don't you leave it to me?"

Ci Niangniang said.

"Senior brother, don't humiliate me."

Qin Hucheng felt his scalp numb.

"Gai Wu also knows something. Dear Empress, I will hand him over to you. I hope you can ask something."

Fang Chen smiled.

Qin Hucheng breathed a sigh of relief, while Gai Wu looked shocked and angry, and was taken into the red sedan chair by the Empress without any explanation.

There was a flash of worry in his eyes, and he didn't know if this kid's mouth was tight enough to bear such torture...

"Fourth Princess, these bright cards have been dealt with. Next, it is time to deal with the secrets placed here by the Blood Spirit Sect. This matter will be left to you to coordinate. Lord Shi and the others will cooperate with you. I am a little tired. Let me take a rest. "

Fang Chen looked at Xun Xiyin and said.

After saying that, he walked to the Grand Master's chair in the middle and sat down, closing his eyes and falling asleep, as if he was really sleepy and needed a rest.

Xun Xiyin nodded slightly, and the Lingzhan Division also had a list of the Blood Spirit Cult monks from Lixiao Kingdom.

Next, everyone saw Xun Xiyin standing in the void commanding, and monks belonging to the Lingzhan Division sprung up one after another.

Only then did they realize that many monks from the Lingzhan Division had already sneaked into this place.

Seeing the spiritual power sweeping across the sky, there was a howl and a roar from time to time. The monks in the mourning hall were a little frightened, fearing that the other party would liquidate them in the next moment.

Asaka Miya Yayoi was in a trance for a moment, the scene in front of her was so similar to that in Daqian.

The only difference was that the figure who had killed all the people in the past and tried his best to destroy the Blood Spirit Sect's plan.

Now he is just sitting quietly, and he does not need to do anything personally. The Blood Spirit Religion's plan seems to have turned into a piece of tofu in front of him, and can be easily shattered.

Comparing the two, the gap between them gave Asaka Palace Yayoi the illusion that it seemed like thousands of years had passed.

But in fact, only a few decades have passed, and this person has already reached this point...