"The ninth prince and the others have all become immortal seedlings."

"It's really amazing. There are Han Linqiu from Dadao Academy, Wang Yi from Lingyun Sword Sect, Xu Peng from Qingxiang Sect, and Su Lingzhu from Juxian Sect, who are worthy of being the pride of heaven."

It was very lively outside the ancient immortal road. Just now, they heard several sounds of immortal bells.

Each sound represents the birth of a fairy seedling.

Li Chuan sighed softly, looked at Cheng Yuhan and Langya and asked Qiu: "Have you not come out yet?"

"No."

Langya Wenqiu showed a hint of expectation on her face: "I think Senior Brother Fang must be experiencing the last level of assessment. As long as he succeeds, he will be a fairy seedling."

"I hope so, otherwise our Xuxian Sword Sect would be too disgraceful. It has been so many years since then, and there are no new immortal seedlings."

Cheng Yu muttered.

Wang Hu and the others smiled bitterly. They were powerful but had no effect on the ancient immortal path.

The various tests inside are very mysterious, and most of them are all strange things. Swordsmanship seems to be useless in it.

"Why haven't those people left yet? Who are you still waiting for when you've become immortals?"

Cheng Yuhan suddenly looked at Ji Liang.

Langya asked Qiu thoughtfully and said, "Maybe they were waiting for Senior Brother Fang. Xu Peng from the Qingxiang Sect wanted to plead for Gai Wu before, but was scolded by Senior Brother Fang."

"Oh? Want to plead for Gai Wu, this little bastard? He is so bold. Is Qingxiang Sect very awesome? Who gave him the courage?"

Cheng Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's been half a year, and in another half a year, Junior Brother Fang should come out. If you have nothing to do, please wait here."

Li Chuan said softly.

Everyone nodded.

The ancient immortal road can only last for one year. If it takes more than one year, it means that it will die inside and cannot get out.

They believe that using Fang Chen's means, there will be no danger.

"Do you think Fang Chen can become a fairy seedling?"

Ji Liang stared quietly at the ancient immortal road.

It is indeed a pity that I failed to meet Fang Chen in this time, but it would be a good thing if the other party stayed inside and couldn't get out from now on.

"He has a good talent, so it should not be difficult to complete the Immortal Sect assessment. I just don't know which Immortal Sect he went to in the end."

Su Lingzhu smiled lightly and glanced at the few people: "The immortal sect I worship is the 'Yuhua Sect'. What about you?"

Han Linqiu thought for a while and said, "The immortal sect I worship is the Donghuang Sect, and I have understood the true meaning of Donghuang."

"Like Brother Han, I am also Donghuang Sect."

Xu Peng said lightly.

Wang Yi: "The Ten Directions Sect has comprehended the true meaning of the Ten Directions."

Ji Liang smiled, "The ancient Taoist temple, the true meaning of the ancient Taoist I have understood."

"Ancient Palace?"

Everyone was slightly stunned, and a hint of jealousy surged in Xu Peng's eyes.

"I am worthy of being the ninth prince. The ancient Taoist temple is the top scholar among the immortal sects, and its true meaning is in line with the art of the Taoist sect."

Han Linqiu smiled faintly.

Su Lingzhu sighed softly: "I heard that in ancient times, if he was taken to the ancient Taoist temple, it would be easier to become an immortal than other immortal sects."

"Fang Chen is a disciple of the Three Thousand Dao Sects, and may also be included in the Ancient Dao Academy."

Xu Peng suddenly said.

Ji Liang smiled without saying anything.

As time passed, a famous Jindan monk walked out of the ancient immortal path, and several immortal seedlings emerged during this period, but they were ordinary from ordinary backgrounds, and some of them were not even children of the Immortal Palace.

"I've been together this year, and I can't produce a few fairy seedlings in previous years for a whole hundred years."

Xu Peng sneered, glanced at Li Chuan, and suddenly said with a sarcastic look on his face:

"This group of sword cultivators is very pretentious, but the ancient immortal road does not buy their accounts."

"Sword cultivator is not the right way, immortality is the way of immortality."

Ji Liang smiled, "They have the power to attack, but even if they become immortal kings, they can only live for two thousand years.

How could the Immortal Sect accept them easily?"

"It's almost a year since Fang Chen hasn't come out yet. Could it be that he's stuck inside?"

Xu Peng suddenly said gloating.

"There will be a clear answer in another month."

Ji Liang smiled lightly.

Cheng Yuhan and others' expressions became more and more serious. Langya Wenqiu gradually became a little anxious, and his eyes kept glancing at the ancient immortal road, but every time the person who came out was not Fang Chen.

"Senior Brother Fang will not have any trouble..."

She looked at Cheng Yuhan and others.

"It shouldn't be wrong."

Cheng Yuhan was not sure, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Finally, one month later, it had been a full year since Fang Chen entered the ancient immortal road.

Li Chuan and others looked very serious. The one-year period had arrived, but Fang Chen did not come out of the fairy road, which meant that he had... died.

"Everyone, let's go back."

Li Chuan said softly.

Langya asked Qiu gently shook her head: "I'll wait a little longer."

Cheng Yu smiled bitterly and said, "Ask Junior Sister Qiu, Junior Brother Fang has not come out for a year, I'm afraid..."

"With Senior Brother Fang's methods, how could he easily get caught in it?"

Langya Wenqiu shook her head.

Everyone sighed softly. Fang Chen's methods are very strong, but those who have been to the ancient immortal road know that no matter how strong the methods are, they will be weakened.

"Go away."

Ji Liang took a deep look at the ancient immortal road and turned back to the immortal boat.

Xu Peng and others followed him and left.

Time has come, and since Fang Chen has not come out, he is dead.

Not long after they left, a piece of news began to spread in the Xuantian Mirror.

After seeing the news, the monks from the Dayan Taoist Sect shouted happily.

Li Chuan and others left one after another. After a while, Langya Wenqiu also left the ancient demon wasteland with the persuasion of Cheng Yuhan and others.

"You nephew, it seems that you can't get out. The opportunity he encountered in Daxia was that Emperor Yuntian."

A figure that was as tall as a mountain stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes quietly staring at the ancient immortal road.

Beside him was a beautiful woman. Although her expression was tired, she could not hide the graceful and luxurious atmosphere on her body.

"Your Majesty, how could Chen'er die so easily?"

The beautiful woman glanced at her side, and a faint sneer flashed in her eyes.

Xia Xuanji's mouth slightly raised: "You may not know that this is the rule of this ancient immortal road. No one has ever walked out alive after staying in it for more than a year."

After a pause, he chuckled at Fang Cangyue and said, "It's time for us to go back for many years. Don't you miss home?"

Fang Cangyue's expression changed slightly, and she said calmly: "What are you going to do when you go back? You have been emperor for twenty or thirty years, and you still have to go back to seize power from your younger generations?"

In your eyes, Daxia is worth your trip to this?"

"Your nephew has done so many things, isn't it just that Daxia is prosperous? I will help him push it without any grudges and let Daxia be promoted to the fifth rank."

Xia Xuanji smiled faintly and said, "It will be better to compete with the major fifth-grade empires by then, and some people will die, but we will have many benefits."

Fang Cangyue's expression suddenly changed, and she already knew what Xia Xuanji was going to do. Before she could speak, she was swept away by a spiritual power and was taken away by Xia Xuanji.

Ishikawa Prefecture.

Fang Chen, who had gray hair on his hair, sat at the gate of the yard and chatted with Blacksmith Zhao, who also looked old.

It has been more than sixteen years since the death of the Hollyhock Real Person, and Zhao Hu has gone out for eleven years without any news.

"Brother Ji, you said Hu'er had no news about it over the years. Could it be that he had caused trouble outside?"

Blacksmith Zhao took a sip of wine and finally said what he had held in his heart for many years. He looked at Fang Chen as if he wanted to hear something from Fang Chen's mouth.

"Brother Zhao, Xiaohu is not weak in martial arts skills, so there will be no trouble."

Fang Chen smiled and comforted him.

Suddenly, he heard the familiar footsteps and the smile on his face became even more intense:

"Is Hu'er back?"

Blacksmith Zhao was stunned for a moment, then quickly got up and looked at it. Sure enough, two big and two small figures came not far away.

One of them was Zhao Hu. Now he is very mature, with wind and frost on his face.
Chapter completed!