The Dagan Palace is majestic, with a golden lacquer as the base and red tiles as the roof, and a solemn and solemn feeling above and below.

Fang Chen followed the crowd and came to a hall with transparent sides. The seats had been arranged here and waited for everyone to take their seats.

Not only does the Golden Pill have a seat, but the foundation-building and even the Qi-refining cultivators brought by the Golden Pill have special cases for preparation.

After Fang Chen took his seat, his soul left his body, and what caught his eye was thousands of desks. Countless palace maids and eunuchs were busy, and there were even more aurasy big guards patrolling back and forth outside the hall.

"Tong Hu, Tong Baizhou, Fang Shang, are invincible, and these people are all here today."

Fang Chen's eyes were flowing.

Then he swept over Nie Tianyuan, Dongfang Catastrophe, and his eyes fell on the Jindan such as Tianwu Zhenren.

More than a hundred golden elixirs have almost arrived, and eight out of ten of them are from Yuncang, Dawei, Chaoxiang, and Tianji.

These golden elixirs have different auras, and most of them are stuck in the early stage of the golden elixir. They are definitely not as good as Fang Wanli, and Princess Shenlong.

Only a very small number are in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, and as for the late stage, there are even fewer ones, and there are countless hands.

"Is this...Golden Pill Great Perfection?"

Suddenly, Fang Chen's eyes were attracted by a thin figure. Jindan, who was sitting beside the man, was talking to him, with a hint of politeness in his words, and it could even be said to be pleasing.

"Master Chen, my talismans have been exhausted recently. When do you see when you have time to help me refine some?"

"Master Chen, my grandson is very interested in the way of talismans. Can you let him join your sect to practice?"

“Master Chen…”

"So it was that talisman master."

Fang Chen knew it in his heart.

He looked elsewhere, there was an area where all the children of the royal family were sitting.

Headed by Princess Shenlong, Gan Feng and Gan Jiuye were among them. However, there were many princes and daughters around Gan Feng. Gan Jiuye was a little lonely, with only a middle-aged man who looked over 40 years old.

From the two of them talking from time to time, we can know that this middle-aged man is the current big-kill prince.

"As the second prince, Gan Feng coveted the position of the prince to form cliques, but the only one who was around the prince, Gan Jiuye? I think his situation is not very good."

A faint smile flashed in Fang Chen's eyes.

In the royal family, this kind of struggle was too common, and Xia Yu was like this at the beginning. The only difference was that Xia Yu was originally the crown prince, but he was afraid that the third prince Xia Ji would steal the throne, so he deliberately wanted to deal with Xia Ji.

As Xia Ji's best friend, Fang Chen naturally became a thorn in Xia Yu's side.

After a few breaths, Fang Chen looked at the group of monks from Chaoxiang.

This time, Chaoxiang only came with a golden elixir, a female cultivator, but behind this female cultivator, there was a person Fang Chen had met before sitting.

"Yaoyoi Asakamiya? It turns out that she is from the fifth-rank Asakamiya country. Judging from this surname, she should be a child of the royal family.

In this way, the Wuchang Mountain behind it is either a major sect within Chaoxiang Kingdom or may be from Youxian Kingdom.”

Fang Chen suddenly realized in his heart.

Therefore, Yayoi Asakamiya was young but mastered the art of sacrificing the magic weapon in his natal world.

"Master Chanyuan is here."

Someone suddenly looked out of the hall.

Chanyuan came slowly with Xia Ji and Wu Ruochou, entered the hall and bowed to everyone, said the Buddha's name, and then sat silently in his seat.

Many golden elixirs looked a little strange and complicated when they saw Zenyuan.

He built a foundation but lived for four hundred years. This incident was not only very famous in Dagan. The Great Wei, Chaoxiang, Tianji, many fifth-grade empires, and even sixth-grade empires, all monks had heard of Zenyuan.

They also came from afar and observed the Buddhist scriptures, but in the end they had nothing to do. They could only say that the practice of Zen Buddhism far exceeded their imagination.

Jue Wudi was originally observing Fang Chen's expression. After Xia Ji appeared, his eyes fell on Xia Ji.

Xia Ji noticed it and rolled his eyes directly at Jue Wudi. If it weren't for the special occasion today, he might have raised his middle finger.

"Master, will I go there to sit there?"

Xia Ji lowered his voice and pointed to Fang Chen's direction.

Master Chanyuan nodded slightly and smiled, "Don't cause trouble, today's occasion is special, and there is a powerful Nascent Soul power."

"Master, don't worry."

Xia Ji nodded, then moved the desk to sit beside Fang Chen, and squeezed Fang Jue outside.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, your cultivation seems to have improved by leaps and bounds?"

Fang Jue was a little curious.

Fang Lingxing, who was sitting not far away, frowned slightly, glanced at Xia Ji coldly, but a trace of suspicion flashed deep in his eyes.

Why did Xia Ji's cultivation increase so much in just a short period of time?

"Maybe I have been comprehending Buddhism all day long and have some understanding."

Xia Ji smiled and saw that Fang Chen was motionless and didn't say anything, so he chatted with Fang Jue and started chatting about family matters.

Fang Chen's eyes circulated on the golden elixirs. From the list given to him by Master Qinghe in the past few days, there were already seven or eight golden elixirs he noticed. They may all be cultivators of the Blood Spirit Sect.

"That person with his eyes closed, but Fang Shi Fang Chen?"

"It should be him. I heard that his eyes are blind and he is a broken person."

"Have you heard the rumors these days? This person seems to be a descendant of Fang Tingyuan."

"Fang Tingyuan... This is the first genius who overcame the Yunyou Realm hundreds of years ago. The genius from Yuncang Kingdom and Youxian Kingdom are even inferior to him."

"Yes, because he was born in the fifth-grade empire, he was included in the sect of a major sect in the first-grade empire. Who can compare with such talent?"

"It's a pity that the background is still insufficient. I offended people in the first-grade empire, and in just one night, I became a useless person."

Many young monks were secretly sending voices to communicate, and their eyes were frequently looking at Fang Chen.

They are not Daqian monks, and they also know that a cruel person appeared in Daqian hundreds of years ago.

"Let you wait for a long time."

Suddenly, an old man walked slowly, followed by a foundation-building monk.

This old man is Qian Wuji, the ancestor of Daqin who had appeared in Yuchuan Pavilion, and the Great Perfect Golden Elixir.

The foundation building behind him is just as unexpected as the emperor of Daqian, just like Fang Kun’s role in Fang’s family.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, I wonder who three seniors can be in the palace now?"

After greeting the Jindan ancestor, the group of Jindan asked carefully.

"I have received a message from three seniors. They are on the way. Calculating the time, it's almost time to arrive."

The ancestor Daqian smiled and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a rainbow light fell into the hall. When the light dissipated, a monk with a solemn face and a red and golden cassock appeared in front of everyone.

"Amitabha, I'm not too late for too long, right?"

The monk smiled slightly at everyone.

Venerable Nagarjuna Temple in Agarwood!

Everyone looked excited and stood up and bowed with fists. Fang Tingjian and others were no exception.

There are three major sects in Yuncang State, and Chenxiang Temple is one of them!
Chapter completed!