More and more Fang's children rushed over, many of which were the foundation-building of the older generation.

For example, Fang Mosheng and others, after seeing Fang Chen, their eyes widened and their hearts were filled with shock.

"What are you making arguing about here?"

An impatient voice sounded, and Fang Wanli floated over with a wine gourd in his hand, glaring at everyone:

"If you don't do the important things, why do you gather in the place where the ancestors practice?"

"Old ancestor, Fang Chen is back."

Someone said carefully.

"Fang Chen!? This kid is dead and his body is cold. Are you playing the role of the ancestor?"

Fang Wanli scolded angrily.

Everyone stopped talking, and the scene became a little quiet. Fang Wanli also felt something was wrong. He glanced at him and immediately saw Fang Chen.

"Boy, you are returning to your soul!? It's said that you will return to your soul for seven days. Why did you come back after more than ten years??"

Fang Wanli said in a lost voice.

"Old ancestor, Brother Fang Chen is still alive. Look at the shadows on the ground."

Fang Yun whispered.

"Impossible. I checked it myself. His vitality was completely cut off and his entire life span was exhausted. How could he still be alive?"

Fang Wanli shook his head repeatedly: "There are more than ten swords, each of which is slashed his own life span. If it were the ancestor, I would have died, let alone him!"

After saying that, Fang Wanli looked at Fang Chen: "Boy, how are you living below? Don't be afraid of your life if you are not doing well.

Because of you, our Fang family has gained a lot of benefits in the past ten years. The ancestor saved it for you and found a day to burn it to spend money on you."

"Old ancestor, are you drunk?"

Fang Chen said helplessly.

Only then did everyone realize that Fang Wan's inside was red, and it was obviously drunk, so he seemed a little drunk and his head was not very clear.

"Wanli, how many times have I told you? You say wine as your word, I won't stop you, but remember not to make mistakes because of wine."

Fang Tingjian walked slowly, first scolding Fang Wanli, then nodding at Fang Chen:

"Come with me."

"You are here to wait."

Fang Chen reminded the three demons and followed Fang Tingjian to leave.

Fang Wanli was stunned for a while and suddenly looked at everyone: "This kid is really alive?"

Everyone nodded silently.

"Drinking alcohol will make a mistake!"

Fang Wanli cursed inwardly, turned around and hurriedly followed the two of them.

After the three of them left, everyone's eyes fell on the three demons of the Victory Buddha.

Faced with so many foundation building and qi refining, Qingxuan seemed a little uncomfortable and tied up his body.

"What is the relationship between the three and Brother Fang Chen?"

Fang Yun asked curiously.

The Buddha of Sage bowed from Fang Yun with his fists and bowed: "You are the disciples of Master, we are the disciples of Master."

"Are you Fang Chen's apprentices?"

Fang Ao looked strange and looked at his wife.

Sure enough, extraordinary people are like this and take advantage of the situation when accepting disciples. The three of them are demon cultivators...

"Three, Fang Chen has something to do with the ancestor. Why don't I wait to go to the living room, right?"

Fang Ao smiled.

Sheng Buddha thought for a while and nodded slightly: "Thank you."

"You have to be kind, we are all our own people."

Fang Ao smiled, then said to Fang Kun in the crowd: "Master, aren't there some spiritual fruits taken by demon cultivators in our treasure house? This time they all came out to entertain the three of them."

Fang Kun nodded silently.

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"This storage ring contains 50,000 low-grade spirit stones."

Fang Tingjian took out a storage ring and handed it to Fang Chen:

"You killed a lot of golden elixirs and saved a lot of people. Some of the spirit stones here come from the benefits that Fang has gained from over the years.

Some of them are given to you by others.

You were not here before, so Wanli and I kept it for you. If you can't survive, you will leave it to someone you are close to in the future."

"Fifty thousand low-grade spirit stones?"

Fang Chen's eyes moved, and he took it without hesitation.

He is missing the spirit stone now, and he has spent all the spirit stones at that time.

Xiao Jian and Zhou Tian Zhi Ji were immediately excited.

Especially the former, it hasn't swallowed magic weapons for many years, and its stomach has long been rumbling with hunger.

"Boy, can you tell the ancestor how you survived? The ancestor had personally checked your body, but it was obviously beyond salvation."

Fang Wanli asked curiously.

Fang Tingjian glanced at him and said lightly: "My monks, have we not seen some magical things yet?

Instead of caring about this, you might as well think about how to break through the current bottleneck.”

Fang Wanli's face suddenly showed a embarrassed look.

He was stuck in the early stage of the Golden Pill for many years and had not been able to break through. He had long since faded his mind to break through, and he just wanted to drink more wine while his life was not over.

"Originally, I have left you more than 50,000 low-grade spirit stones, but for Fang Wanli, I decided to exchange them for medium-grade spirit stones to help him break through the bottleneck."

Fang Tingjian looked at Fang Chen and whispered: "Just treat it as if he owes you. If you need it in the future, you can ask him for it."

"hey-hey……"

Fang Wanli smiled embarrassedly.

"Old ancestor, why should I be so serious about some spirit stones?"

Fang Chen smiled and shook his head: "It is a surprise for me to have these 50,000 low-grade spirit stones, so there is no need to talk about anything else."

After a pause, Fang Chen's smile gradually faded, and his expression seemed a little solemn:

"Old ancestor, have the Blood Spirit Sect still moved in the past ten years?"

Fang Tingjian shook his head gently: "The Blood Spirit Sect dare not make any changes in Yunyou Realm. After that day, the news spread to all parts of the world.

Nowadays, if anyone wants to start a war, no matter whether it is a cultivator of the Blood Spirit Sect or not, they will be dealt with.

After so many times, no one dared to easily get this distraction, and the cultivators of the Blood Spirit Sect dared not show up again."

A sneer appeared on his face: "I guess they didn't think that this incident would lead to such serious consequences.

I guess there will be no big turmoil in Yunyou Realm within hundreds of years. As for small fuss, I don’t need to pay attention to it.”

Fang Chen nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that the Blood Spirit Sect did suffer a great loss this time. At least Yunyouyu has learned his lesson and will not be easily disturbed by it.

"By the way, Master Chongxu praised you. It is not unrelated to her that our Fang family has developed so much in recent years."

Fang Tingjian showed a faint smile on his face: "She is taking care of me everywhere. If you have time this time, you can go and see her. By the way, look at Fang Jue. I heard that he has successfully built the foundation."

"I want to go to Yuxu Mountain first."

Fang Chen Dao.

"Yuxu Mountain? What's the matter with that? That big tiger has a bad temper."

Fang Wanli subconsciously said.

Fang Tingjian frowned slightly: "You should respect the Nascent Soul."

"Yes, yes, it's the real person of the White Tiger, not the big tiger."

Fang Wanli nodded repeatedly.

"I have three disciples who are all demon cultivators. I can't teach them too much, so I want them to worship under the White Tiger True Man.

No matter what, he owed me a favor, and he had to pay it back."

Fang Chen smiled.
Chapter completed!