"My junior brother, his surname is Fang."

Jing Xu just introduced it casually, then withdrew his gaze from the two old men and looked around:

"You came early, are there any other changes here before we came?"

Just by scanning it casually, Jing Xu had discovered many disciples of the Immortal Court Immortal Palace, and also saw several peak masters of the Xuxian Sword Sect, including Zhang Ling, the leader of the Jijian Peak.

"Abnormal change? No, these two have been playing chess games for almost a month."

The fat man shook his head and sent a message: "Brother Jing, you are a sword cultivator, I am just a casual cultivator, and I don't have much knowledge about you."

In your opinion, can we get some benefits here today?”

There is actually a very realistic reason why he is so anxious to let Jing Xu come over.

He is just a casual cultivator. Among the monks he knows, the one with the highest status is probably Jing Xu.

After coming here, he found that some of the monks around him had a terrible origin. If it was really beneficial, it might not be their turn to be a casual cultivator.

If Jing Xu were by his side, the situation might be better.

"Is it good..."

Jing Xu thought for a while and sent a message: "I heard that one of these two people is from ancient times and is a remnant soul left by a predecessor.

Because of the residual soul, his mind was not very good, and he didn't even know that he was dead. When he saw a monk who was destined to be, he would give him several ancient magic tricks.

If you want to get the benefits, you may have to wait until this senior finishes this chess game and go to him for a while. If he happens to like you, maybe you will pass on some ancient magic tricks."

"Remnant soul!?"

The fat man was stunned, subconsciously rubbed his eyes and looked at the two again, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't tell which one was the remnant soul in Jing Xu's mouth.

These two people all look alive...

For the next ten days, everyone remained silent, and thousands of monks arrived every day.

Among them are some of the great figures from the Immortal Court and Immortal Palace. Just the breath of Taoism is hundreds more than some time ago.

And Xuanxian... everyone couldn't tell the breath of Xuanxian, but I thought that Xuanxian should have arrived here, but they couldn't detect it.

Fang Chen also saw Su Mo from Chaoxian Mansion, and also saw Gai Hong and the last time Mr. Chen.

This old Chen and Su Mo were slapped twice by him when he was invaded by nine consciousnesses...

Li Chuan and others had arrived two days ago, but they didn't see Fang Chen and Jing Xu, so they went to Zhang Ling's side.

"I finally arrived!"

Cheng Yuhan and his men came late, and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the chess game had not yet been finished.

"Senior Brother Fang and Senior Brother Jing."

Langya Wenqiu glanced at him and saw the two of them at first sight, then flew towards them.

After the two sides met, Cheng Yuhan couldn't wait to ask Jing Xu if there had ever happened when they hadn't come during this period.

Jing Xu shook his head gently, looking strange: "These two have been playing chess and haven't even said half of the words. I don't know how long this game will take. If it's a year or two..."

"Then we'll wait for a year or two, this kind of opportunity is rare..."

Cheng Yuhan's face was full of excitement.

At the same time, an extremely luxurious fairy boat was parked in the invisible void.

Several figures stood on the fairy boat, and one of them had a light look on Fang Chen:

"Wang Zhenlong, this kid is so majestic when he was in the Immortal Palace. I heard that he is at your door?"

There was a thin old man standing beside him, who was Fang Chen’s current master, Wang Taishang of Xuxian Sword Sect.

Wang Zhenlong smiled slightly, "He has a fate with me, Xuxian Sword Sect. Prince Gai, you won't remember the grudges of a junior, right?"

As he said that, he looked at a kind-faced middle-aged man beside him.

The middle-aged man dressed in regular clothes and looked ordinary from head to toe, but he was the king of the Heavenly King of Dongzhou and one of the best immortal kings in Zhongzhou.

Before the King of Zhentian opened his mouth, an old man with a sinister face and a purple Taoist robe nearby said coldly:

"Of course, the King of Zhentian will not remember the grudges of the younger generation, but your Xuxian Sword Sect is too arrogant, so I will let you come forward? Where is your old sword immortal? You will not hide in the secret and plan to attack me, right?"

"Old guy, aren't you afraid?"

Wang Zhenlong looked at the old Taoist priest, grinned, and said without hesitation.

A chill flashed in the old Taoist priest's eyes, "Wang Zhenlong, you really have no education at all. You were not born when I was practicing Taoism."

"But this doesn't prevent you from being beaten by me in the first place? What's wrong? Could it be that you have forgotten this now that you have broken through the ascension period and become one of the Immortal Kings?"

Wang Zhenlong laughed: "Or what if we do now? I haven't fought with the Immortal King for a long time. Let me see if you, an old guy, have really made progress.

If you lose, how about you Dayan Dao Sect keeps shutting down the mountain? This time, you will be closed for two thousand years. By then, you and I will have already transformed, and I will no longer have to see you, an old guy."

In addition to the King of Heaven, Wang Zhenlong and the Old Taoist Priest, there are two figures on the fairy boat, namely an old man with a green face and an old woman with a half-faced face constantly changing.

The old woman's left face seems to be ever-changing, sometimes young and sometimes old, sometimes male and sometimes female.

They looked at each other, and the old man with green face said lightly: "Wang Zhenlong, you know that your sword cultivation lineage is extraordinary. When you were both Xuanxian, Fellow Daoyang was indeed not your opponent, but now he is the Immortal King, you should give enough respect."

"Senior Qingxiang, I respect you, but I really can't respect this old thing."

Wang Zhenlong hugged his fists and glanced at the old Taoist priest sideways. Not only did he not have any respect in his eyes, but he was full of contempt.

The old Taoist priest's face became increasingly ugly, and his breath rose and fell. Seeing this, the King of Zhentian said lightly:

"Everyone, don't forget what we are here today. When these two abnormal numbers met last time... I remember it was 1,200 years ago?"

"almost."

Qingxiang nodded slowly.

There was a hint of solemnity in everyone's eyes, and there was a little sighing, one thousand two hundred years ago...

They are not immortal kings.

But these two-digit anomalies were already scary enough at that time!

"The last time they met, they played a game of chess, and then they left a legacy and disappeared.

These two inheritances... One of them was stolen by Di Tian and the other was stolen by Beidou. Our Zhongzhou was considered to have lost all his face."

The King of Zhentian said lightly: "This time, I hope you don't hide it. If you see Di Tian and Beidou attack, you will be killed without mercy."

The few of them fell into silence, did not respond, and each thought about something.

"Prince Gai, there is a Taoist under my sect who may have met Emperor Yuntian. Why not wait until their chess game is finished, and I will order someone to take this Taoist to meet Emperor Yuntian?

Even if his mind is not very useful now, he may think of something, and maybe he will give it a direct inheritance."

The old Taoist priest suddenly said.

When Wang Zhenlong heard this, he suddenly sneered: "Is that Taoist named Hong Qing? The monk from the Three Thousand Dao Sect was arrested by your disciples a few years ago and imprisoned him to the Dayan Dao Sect until now. I'm waiting for today."
Chapter completed!