Everyone looked at Fang Chen with strange expressions, but what surprised them was that even the group of immortals present could not tell what level Fang Chen's cultivation aura was at.

It can only mean that there must be some kind of magic weapon hidden in this child, which will prevent them from finding out the details.

Recalling what Chen Qingtai said just now, many people have gradually guessed Fang Chen's origin.

"I heard... some time ago at the Sword Burial Ladder, Senior Yunlu wanted to search for the soul of a junior, but he escaped because the junior had a spiritual treasure hidden in his body."

A Sanxian glanced at Fang Chen: "Can't it be... this little brother?"

Lingbao?

Everyone's expressions changed suddenly. Even Chen Qianlong's descendants were moved by these two words.

Not to mention spiritual treasures, even heaven-level magic weapons can only be used by loose immortals with sufficient qualifications.

As for Lingbao... how many are there in the entire Longyuan Realm? Only someone like their ancestor who has lived for many years can master a Lingbao to suppress the fate of their lineage.

"Senior, don't listen to this man's nonsense."

Fang Chen smiled and said, "Where can I, a mere third-level monk, get the spiritual treasure? Even if I have it, how can I activate it?"

He just wants to find an excuse to become a famous teacher."

"Uncle Qianlong, this Chen Qingtai and the man behind him, Li Changsheng, are all related to the Lingshen Religion. They are now plotting against us, and they are very cruel!"

Dongfang Haojie stood up violently, pointed at Chen Qingtai and said angrily.

Spiritual God Cult!?

Although everyone has some speculation about this, there is no evidence after all, and due to the methods of the Spiritual God Sect, it will not be stated openly.

Lest things fall into an irreversible situation, I never thought that today I would be pointed out by a junior from Dongfang Catastrophe.

The faces of Chen Qianlong and others did not look good, and the faces of Chen Qingtai and others gradually became gloomy.

"You juniors, please stop saying a few words."

Chen Qianlong pointed at Dongfang Haojie and Fang Chen: "Both sit down."

Then, he looked at Chen Qingtai, and the aura on his body began to gradually dissipate. There were faint scales on his neck, and there was a spurt of white air between his breaths.

Everyone felt a powerful spiritual pressure radiating from Chen Qianlong's body, which made everyone present feel depressed.

"Fellow Taoist Qianlong, what are you doing?"

Chen Qingtai raised his brows, but he did not feel intimidated by this, but seemed very calm.

Chen Qianlong said calmly: "Can't you tell? I'm going to see off a guest. If you don't leave today, I don't think you have to leave. I can kill three of you for turning around as a loose immortal like you."

When Chen Qianlong's descendants heard this, they all covered their mouths and laughed, looking at Chen Qingtai and others with a hint of joking in their eyes.

How dare an ordinary noble family dare to be so rampant in front of the Jiaolong Chen family?

It is really because the old dragon has been closed for so long that these clowns dare to challenge the authority of the old dragon.

"In today's world, fellow Taoist Qianlong does not mean that just because he can fight, he can run amok."

Chen Qingtai sighed softly, "If Taoist Qianlong can fight again, can he be the opponent of a sword cultivator of the same level?"

Everyone was slightly startled, could this be where Chen Qingtai's confidence came from?

Is there a Sanxian Sword Cultivator visiting today?

"Oh? A sword cultivator is here? Call him out and try."

Chen Qianlong seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "As long as you take action today, the Jiaolong lineage will not give up on this matter.

Don't think that there is nothing you can do about Longyuan and Prison Wind being so far apart. I don't know what you are thinking, so you come all the way to my realm to show off your power?

You are an orthodox monk seeking immortality, so you should know that those sword cultivators can only be short-lived.

How many resources can they have to continue their inheritance? In a few years, all third-level sword cultivators will have to be transformed.

When that time comes, aren't you afraid of being liquidated?"

Chen Qingtai's expression changed slightly. It's not like he hadn't thought about this. Now that he was on the pirate ship, he could only bite the bullet and continue walking.

Thinking of this, Chen Qingtai's expression suddenly became a little gentler, and he said: "I am rude today, and I don't ask for much. I just ask that I take this son away and give an explanation to Senior Yunlu."

He pointed at Fang Chen.

"You're dreaming."

Dongfang Haojie sneered.

Chen Qingtai ignored ants like Dongfang Haojie. In his eyes, whether Dongfang Haojie and his wife were alive or dead had nothing to do with him.

He just stared at Chen Qianlong and asked Chen Qianlong to express his position.

"Today is my birthday banquet. Don't embarrass a younger generation. If Zhao Yunlu wants someone, let him come in person and become a Sanxian for the third time. I will definitely give him this face. As for you? You are nothing."

Chen Qianlong smiled.

Chen Zuozu's face turned red when he saw his father being so insulted by the other party, but he quickly suppressed the anger in his heart and kept sneering.

Not many of this group of people can survive today.

"Chen Qianlong, if you want to protect a son of the Long family, you can be regarded as a famous teacher, but you want to protect this son? What's the reason?"

Chen Qingtai's eyes flashed. If he hadn't been afraid that if he took action, the spirit treasure on that boy's body would cause some changes, he would have lost his patience and entangled with the other party.

"There is no reason. I do things as I please. Is it okay if you don't like it?"

Chen Qianlong waved his hand: "If you don't get out, you really won't be able to leave today. I think the swordsman you brought with you may not really dare to show his face and fight with the old man."

"Is it."

Chen Qingtai sneered and looked at the Sanxians sitting at the same table with Chen Qianlong:

"Everyone, are you still unwilling to help me? If I can't see your sincerity, how can we talk about future cooperation?"

The expressions of the loose immortals were a little ugly, and under Chen Qingtai's gaze, they had no choice but to stand up.

"Who are you?"

Chen Qianlong's eyes moved.

"Fellow Taoist Qianlong, why don't you give me some noodles and don't have any grudges with them anymore?"

One of the Sanxianpi said with a smile.

The other three Sanxian also nodded slightly to express their positions.

Among the five loose immortals, only one was a little stunned and felt a little uneasy about the scene in front of him.

"You... are hanging out with those sword cultivators? I still treat you as old friends."

Chen Qianlong's face darkened.

The monks from all sides looked at each other, and suddenly took a breath of cold air.

Chen Qingtai came prepared!

If there really is a one-turn sword cultivator, plus these four one-turn loose immortals who suddenly switched sides.

If we really take action, Qianlong City will be destroyed in an instant!

"Fellow Taoist Qianlong, this is a rare opportunity. Don't you want to see the Star of Creation shuffle its cards again?"

"Yes, I have waited for these famous families for many years and have not had a chance to get ahead. Now that I have encountered one, I have to seize it."

Several Sanxian sighed softly.

Chen Qianlong's eyes flashed.

Chen Qingtai had been paying attention to Fang Chen's actions. Seeing that he had no intention of sacrificing the spiritual treasure, he suddenly chuckled, walked to the door of the hall, cupped his hands toward the outside and said:

"Regards, Fellow Daoist Xu."

Are you calling that swordsman!?
Chapter completed!