Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Everyone soon arrived at the City of No Return where Wang Xuanqing was located. Fang Zhixue, Li Daoye and others were shocked by the magnificence of this city.

The endless city wall has no end to the left and right, and no depth can be seen from top to bottom. It is like an ancient giant beast, dormant in this vast and primitive land.

"Fang Jianshou, do you know that after the death of people from at least thirteen mansions in our Central Continent, they all come to this City of No Return."

Qi Jian sighed: "The first time I walked into the underworld, I was greatly shocked. Think about how many creatures there are in the Thirteen Prefectures. Even if there are only a few who can find the road to the underworld, people have been living in this city of No Return for countless years. Countless wandering souls.”

"As long as the wandering souls have enough longevity, they can live longer than ordinary people. Some of them, even monks like you, are far less long-lived. As time goes by, the number of wandering souls that do not return to the city will naturally increase day by day."

Wang Xuanqing said calmly: "But... the food and clothing expenses here will also consume Yinshou. If you can't earn the corresponding Yinshou coins, it will not be easy to live for a long time."

"Even the dead want to eat?"

Mr. Li Daoye looked strange: "What are you eating? Incense and candles?"

Wang Xuanqing glanced at him but did not answer, perhaps thinking that Mr. Li was not of a high rank.

Seeing this, Qi Jian smiled and said: "Little brother, you are half right, but there is far more to the underworld than just eating. If people don't eat, they will be hungry.

If the wandering soul does not eat, it will easily become stupid, gradually forget the things in the world, and even cannot remember who it once was, and become confused.

Aren't there often rumors in the human world that powerful ghosts harm people... If the lonely ghosts wandering around the human world cannot find food, they will easily turn into powerful ghosts and lose their humanity. "

Everyone suddenly understood, Li Daoye smiled and cupped his hands: "Master Qifu knows a lot about the underworld, I admire him."

"You will be able to understand these truths if you go a few more times. I will introduce some friends to you later. Next time you go out, they will sense it and come to extradite you."

Qi Jian smiled.

While talking, everyone came to a mansion. This mansion was very grand. There were two paper servants standing at the door. After they saw the strange sword, they immediately stepped forward and saluted:

"master."

"Go and tell the housekeeper that I'm going to entertain guests today and ask him to prepare more delicious food."

Qi Jian ordered, then glanced at Wang Xuanqing: "Fellow Daoist Wang, if your subordinates are free, you might as well ask them to come and sit here."

Wang Xuanqing nodded lightly and glanced at the person next to him, who immediately understood and turned around to leave.

Li Daoye and others were very shocked. They didn't expect that Qijian would build such a magnificent mansion in the underworld. They were shocked and envious.

In the mansion, in addition to some paper servants, there were obviously some wandering soul servants. They looked respectful and did not dare to be rude in the slightest when entertaining guests.

"Dad, I heard that there are guests at home?"

A young man walked into the hall with a few wandering servants. When he saw Li Daoye, Fang Zhixue and others, he couldn't help but secretly lamented that there were more and more people wandering around, and there were more than a hundred of them.

"Ran'er came just in time. I think you are no stranger to Fang Jianshou, right?"

Qi Jian smiled slightly, stepped forward and pulled Qi Ran to Fang Chen.

Fang Jianshou?

Qi Ran's expression changed slightly, and after looking at Fang Chen intently for a few breaths, his face gradually became gloomy, and the yin energy in his body seemed to be very irritable and constantly surging.

"It's you. I didn't expect that we could see each other here."

Qi Ran sneered repeatedly.

"It turns out to be Master Qiran."

Fang Chen smiled and said, "It must have been quite a while since we last said goodbye."

"Of course, although it was Fang Jian who killed you first, it's been so long, you should let it go."

Qi Jian sighed.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that something was not quite right.

"Brother, did you kill this person?"

Fang Zhixue looked strange and gently tugged on Fang Chen's sleeves.

If this person was killed by her brother, then why did his brother still chat and laugh with Qi Jian along the way?

The latter didn't seem to show that Fang Chen had any hatred for his son...

"Fang Jianshou, if my father hadn't gone out of his way to tell me something about you these few times, I never would have thought that you could become such a famous person in Central Continent.

Can you still take the path of learning swordsmanship for the Xuxian Sword Sect? All Beidou and Ditian Sword Sects fell into your hands? Haha, that's awesome. "

Qi Ran said with a non-smiling smile: "I can give my father some face and let go of the hatred between you and me, but I hope you will give me back what I deserve.

When that fairy tomb was opened, the opportunity inside was supposed to be mine, but you snatched it away and sent me to hell. Now I just want you to return it, isn't it too much? "

"Young master, what you said is wrong. What you get by chance depends entirely on your own strength and means."

Fang Chen shook his head with a smile and looked at Qi Jian: "Master Qi Fu, do you think this statement makes sense?"

"If you were in the human world, this statement does have some truth."

Qi Jian smiled and said: "With Wang Zhenlong covering you, and the man from Huangyuan watching you, it would be difficult for me, a mere Hedao monk, to reason with you as if he were an immortal.

But Fang Jianshou must not forget that this is the City of No Return in the underworld. If there is no Yin Life Coin, even if Fang Jianshou is asked to leave, will Fang Jianshou be able to leave the City of No Return? "

Everyone's expressions gradually became serious, and they seemed to have fallen into a trap.

Qi Jian sighed a little: "We had not yet crossed the Wangchuan River at that time, and you still had the opportunity to return the same way, but Fang Jianshou was too trusting. He really thought that he could kill my son without paying any price?

If I was still a little afraid of you in the human world, in this underworld, it is not difficult to dispose of you silently.

Now outside the mansion, they have been surrounded by Ye Youshuai and his troops, just a fly..."

He smiled and pointed at Fang Chen: "I can't even fly out of here, let alone you?"

Qi Ran looked proud.

"The people who walk in the underworld are not allowed to fight without permission in the city, and those who have official status in the underworld are not allowed to interfere in the affairs between the people in the underworld."

Fang Chen said: "Zun Qifu seems to want to break two rules one after another. If this spreads out, I'm afraid it won't be good."

"Does Fang Jianshou know what it means to be as high as the sky and as far away as the emperor? Rules are dead, but people are alive."

Qi Jian turned around and sat back at the main seat, took a sip of the tea brewed by his servant: "Fang Jianshou has only one choice now. Hand over your inheritance honestly. I can save you from being tortured and leave easily." go."

"Leave? Return to the human world?"

Qi Jian smiled and shook his head: "Of course I won't let you return to the human world. If you go to Xuxian Sword Sect or Huangyuan to file a complaint against me, I am just a Taoist, how can I afford it? I will let you escape easily. Return to dust, and dust to dust.”

Everyone looked solemn and looked around vigilantly.

The Cangdao Palace Master actually showed his fangs to their ancestor in the underworld, trying to make their ancestor's soul fly away!

This is completely different from the enthusiastic look just now.

"What an old yinbi."

Daoye Li subconsciously wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. The sweat did not wipe away, but he wiped a ball of surging Yin Qi, and then whispered:

"Your Majesty, do you have any trump cards that you can use to kill him?"