Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"Fang Jianshou asked you to come to me? I knew...how could Fang Jianshou escape the pursuit of the third-level Sanxian!"

Bai Lingyue sighed softly, the last bit of hope in his heart was gone. Everyone is now a lonely ghost. Who can be better than others?

After the gambling fight ended, peace returned to the Sword Burial Palace, and the fairy boat in the sky had long since disappeared.

Nowadays, what everyone is spreading word of mouth is not the gambling fight, but the rebellion between the Long family and the Sun family sword cultivator.

Obviously, the latter has a greater impact on the Prison Wind Land than gambling.

"The Long family and the Sun family are finished this time, and I'm afraid the other two families will also have a hard time. I heard that all the sword cultivators on their side... have also defected."

"Not only that, many sword cultivators trained by the three major sects and even the Nine Immortals Mountain Holy Land have left."

"In the past, how could they dare to do this? But now all parties turn a blind eye."

"I heard that they are going to establish a sect next and collect the sword scriptures from all parties. Whoever dares not to hand it over will end up like the Long family and the Sun family."

Everyone's faces suddenly showed a look of shock, and some people sighed: "It seems that when you meet sword cultivators in the future, you can't be as usual, and you have to be a little more polite."

"Who says it's not the case? Third-rank sword cultivators, it's really strange. How can they be promoted to third-rank with their little longevity?"

In a nearby teahouse, Fang Chen was drinking tea while listening to the monks talking loudly, focusing on the affairs of the Long family and the Sun family.

Bai Qingming and Bai Qingming soon arrived at the teahouse. Seeing the smell of fireworks here, Bai Lingyue's expression became increasingly bleak.

He was originally a talented swordsman with a bright future, but now he has become a lonely ghost. Even if he wants to be a mortal, he has no chance.

"Fang Jian Shou."

Bai Lingyue nodded weakly to Fang Chen, and then sat across from him.

It looks like he is sitting, but in fact he can't touch the stool at all, it just looks like it.

"Would you two gentlemen please add some tea?"

A boy passed by and asked politely.

"More, some more plates of snacks."

Bai Qingming said with a smile.

"okay."

When the boy left, Bai Lingyue stared blankly at Bai Qingming and Fang Chen, without saying anything for a long time.

After waiting for the tea to be filled and the snacks to be served, Bai Lingyue said in disbelief:

"Why...can he see you!? Are you not dead!?"

its not right.

If Bai Qingming was not dead, how could he see himself? How can it be like being in a deserted place in the Sword Burial Palace?

Given the current situation, even if Bai Qingming and Fang Chen are not dead, as long as they show up, they will definitely attract pursuers to attack and kill them!

"I am dead, but Junior Brother Fang is not dead."

Bai Qingming picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth. His eyes suddenly lit up: "It tastes like this. It's not much different from when I was alive."

This scene immediately made Bai Lingyue greedy to death. He never thought that one day he would be greedy for such mortal food.

"You two, please don't show off. What's going on?"

Bai Lingyue urged anxiously.

"Let's talk on the way."

Fang Chen smiled, got up and walked outside the teahouse.

The two of them quickly followed. Bai Qingming did not forget to put the snacks in his pocket, and asked while eating:

"Where shall we go next?"

"Long family, I want to pick up a few people."

"Going to Long's house now? Isn't that just throwing yourself into a trap?"

Bai Qingming looked strange.

"We are in the dark and they are in the light. What are you afraid of? You are not a monk in the world now, so you don't have to be afraid."

Fang Chen smiled.

"Yes..."

A smile gradually appeared on Bai Qingming's face.

Soon, the two followed Fang Chen into Huangquan.

On the way, Bai Lingyue was also granted the seal by Fang Chen and was able to have an entity in the human world.

He finally understood why Fang Chen asked him to wait where he was, and he was extremely grateful.

…

…

Long family, ancestral temple.

Long Jingyao and Long Jingguang from the second room, Long Jingchun, the Tiansha Dragon Girl from the third room, and the first- and second-level loose immortals from the fourth room are now pale, and they have obviously suffered extremely serious injuries.

Behind them stood the brothers of the Long family, some with pale faces, some with red faces and angry eyes, and some with their heads lowered, not daring to look at the sword cultivators nearby.

The Heavenly Evil Dragon Girl was the one with the highest seniority and the highest level of cultivation among them, and everyone gathered around her like stars over the moon.

Not far in front of them, stood a young man with white hair hanging down his waist. His eyes were as deep as the stars and his skin was as white as winter snow.

"There are over 10,000 blood of the Long family, scattered all over Qiufeng, but... I have ordered people to leave some time ago, and I think most of them are dead."

The white-haired boy smiled lightly.

Everyone in the Long family was furious when they heard this. They never imagined that the sword cultivators trained by their family would turn against each other.

I never expected that they would be so cruel to the Long family.

"Who are you……"

The evil dragon girl stared at the white-haired boy, a flash of surprise suddenly flashed in her eyes.

"Tiansha Longnu, do you remember me?"

The white-haired boy looked at her with a smile.

"Auntie, who is he?"

Long Jingchun gritted his teeth. The white-haired boy in front of him killed the third-level Loose Immortal of their Long family and took away the Long family's spiritual treasure.

Not only that, when they came back, almost 70% to 80% of the Long family's bloodline was dead. If even the Long family's children outside were all dead, it would be as if the Long family's bloodline had withered overnight!

"A long time ago, the Long family had only one sword academy, and at that time, the Long family's sword scriptures only had twelve books, one of which was called the Wuwu Sword Scripture."

The Heavenly Evil Dragon Girl looked solemnly, "The person who took back this Sword Scripture for the Long Family was originally the posthumous son of a sword cultivator from the Long Family.

His father had been killed in the war for many years. Our Long family saw that the orphan and widowed mother were really pitiful, so we raised him in the Long family.

At that time, he didn't even have a name. Later, when he took back the Wuwu Sword Scripture, he was given the name Wuwu, taking his father's surname of Li. "

Everyone was shocked, the time of Wuwu Sword Sutra... it has been too many years...

"I remember, Li Wuwang, the original master of the Sword Academy!"

Long Jingchun's eyes trembled: "Didn't you die in that sword fight..."

Long Jingyao and others remembered each other's origins one after another, and their eyes became extremely horrified.

Although the younger ones have never met Li Wuwang in person, they have heard of his name.

The most evil swordsman in the Nailong family back then was already a first-class loose immortal before he was transformed!

"I'm not dead."

Li Wuwang chuckled softly, "Although that sword fight lasted for seven years and almost all the disciples in the Sword Academy were killed or injured, I finally crawled out of the underworld."

After a pause, "I dragged my broken body back to the Long family, only to find that my wife and daughter couldn't stand the bullying and committed suicide. Your Long family did a great job. Although I lost the sword fight, I couldn't stand it." What does it have to do with them?"

Everyone in the Long family suddenly fell into silence, some with flashing eyes, some with disbelief, and some with fear on their faces.

At this moment, countless sword lights came through the air, and Li Changsheng and others fell behind Li Wuwang one after another.

Li Changsheng stepped forward and clasped his fists: "Father."

Father! ?

Yan Kun was stunned.

The woman in plain skirt was stunned.

Long Xuan was stunned.

Fang Chen was stunned.

Everyone in the Long family was also stunned.

Dafang’s son-in-law, Li Changsheng... is Li Wuwang’s son! ?