Wang Zhenlong had already taken everyone on the road back. He had not spoken for more than a month since he left Kunlun Sword Sect and had been thinking about something.

Zhang Ling and others were not easy to ask, and they wanted to inquire with Fang Chen, but seeing Fang Chen was also thinking, they gave up this idea.

"Burning the sword ladder, bet..."

Fang Chen was in a bit serious.

This time, Li Changsheng asked for three people from Xuxian Sword Sect, one of them, including Bai Qingming and Qin Hucheng.

The bet started three years later, so all three of them would go to Kunlun Sword Sect and Li Changsheng took him to the Qinfeng to meet the appointment.

According to Li Changsheng's intention, Fang Chen only had to stay in Kunlun Sword Sect to practice in the past three years, but Wang Zhenlong insisted on taking him away.

"Boy, if you don't want to agree, I can find a way to hide you."

Wang Zhenlong, who had never spoken, suddenly transmitted a voice, and his voice rang in Fang Chen's ears.

Fang Chen was stunned. Could it be that Wang Zhenlong had been thinking about this matter in the past month?

"Master, if that ancestor Li did not lie, this bet would be extremely involved and would directly affect the three places of Zhongzhou, Emperor Tian, ​​and Beidou."

"Can I not know? Li Changsheng deliberately gave me the lives of nine Wu family children, just to make me do my best to deal with this matter?

In addition, it can also help the truly talented out-of-body sword cultivator in Kunlun Sword Sect to avoid the pain of breaking the sword. It is really a killing of two birds with one stone.

However... this matter has nothing to do with you, you are just out of your body, like a mortal who learns to speak, there is no need to get involved in this matter.

As long as you don’t want to go, I will try my best to prevent Li Changsheng from finding you."

"Then Bai Qingming and Qin Hu became two senior brothers..."

"They are going, and Li Changsheng cannot be completely ignored. Besides, the Xuxian Sword Sect has to take some responsibility."

"Then I'll go with you, just treat it as seeing the world."

"You have thought it through clearly. Even Li Changsheng ridiculed himself as a thug. If you go there, the monks there may not be any respect for your identity, maybe...

The old sword immortal was unable to become a sect ancestor at the time, which may also be related to his visit to Prison Wind."

Fang Chen suddenly realized in his heart that Wang Zhenlong was worried about this.

The other party was afraid that his mood would be shaken by the contempt of the monk Prisoner.

Wang Zhenlong was worried about this.

Since he condensed the Nine Heavens Xuanpin Yuanshen, he has no longer been a pure sword cultivator. Even if he is still following the path of sword cultivator, he will not be shaken by such trivial matters.

Half a year later, everyone returned to the Xuxian Sword Sect, and all the disciples in the Sword Sect came out to greet them, and two Xuanxian Ancestors who had never seen Fang Chen had also come out.

The elders of the Passing Master of each peak stood behind these two people, and both of them looked at each other with approval.

Including the original elder of Ji Jian Peak.

Fang Chen stayed in Xuxian Sword Sect for a few days before returning to the wasteland courtyard.

"Old Mr. Xun, is that Old Ancestor Li a subordinate of a big man in the Land of Prison Wind?"

Fang Chen asked softly.

Mr. Xun lay on the chair, glanced at him after hearing this, and said lightly: "Do you know the place where the wind is in prison?"

"This time the sword-questioning road was probably done by the ancestor Li intentionally."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

Mr. Xun pondered for a while and smiled faintly: "I guessed it too, but I didn't expect it to be for a bet. It seems that he thinks you are expected to achieve outstanding results in the Burial Sword Ladder."

He paused, "You just said that Li Changsheng is a subordinate of a big man in the Prisoner Land? Actually, he is just a son-in-law."

Son-in-law?

Fang Chen was stunned and looked at Mr. Xun with a strange expression: "Li Changsheng, the first in the imperial list, is the son-in-law of the Prisoner Li Changsheng?"

Not to mention sword cultivators, even ordinary men rarely choose to become son-in-law.

What's more, he is the sword cultivator among the monks, and he is the top scholar in the imperial list now...

"Don't look down on Li Changsheng's son-in-law. His father-in-law is a famous strong man in the Land of Prisoner. With a slight blink of an eye, he can kill all the ancestors on the Emperor's List.

This incident happened by chance. Originally, the identity of this son-in-law should be Li Jingnian from your Xuxian Sword Sect, but he was arrogant and unwilling to be a son-in-law with a low status. Then Li Changsheng took advantage of it."

Mr. Xun smiled faintly, as if he had seen this with his own eyes.

"You can kill all the ancestors of the Emperor's List with a slight flick of your finger..."

Fang Chen's expression became more and more serious. Is such an existence a second-turn scattered immortal or a third-turn scattered immortal?

What surprised him even more was that there was such a story between the old sword immortal and Li Changsheng...

"What a pity, if Li Jingnian hadn't been so stubborn, he would be the first sword here now.

With his talent, his strength must be above Li Changsheng. After all, when the two were in the same level, Li Changsheng was far inferior to Li Jingnian.

Just for this little bit of arrogance, I gave up a bright future, hum."

Mr. Xun smiled coldly.

"Old Xun, the old sword immortal has his own ideas. Perhaps in his eyes, Qu Yi caters to the position of the ancestor of the religion, isn't it worthless?"

Fang Chen Dao.

"Don't learn from him."

Mr. Xun immediately stood up and pointed at Fang Chen: "You must remember that there is nothing more important in this world than fists. No matter what the process is, we only look at the results!

If you are so pedantic when you learn from Li Jingnian, sooner or later you will be ruined in your own hands and take many detours!"

"Disciples receive teachings."

Fang Chen nodded thoughtfully. He did not reject Mr. Xun's views, but could understand Li Jingnian's ideas and Li Changsheng's actions.

There are thousands of people and thousands of roads, and how to walk is different.

“Huh…”

Mr. Xun was a little surprised: "Did you really listen?"

Fang Chen nodded honestly: "I listened."

"You are such a good seedling."

A hint of regret flashed in Mr. Xun's eyes, as if he was sighing for his inability to become the master of this good seedling in front of him.

"Just listen to it. It may be dangerous for you to go to Prison Wind this time, but you may not have no chance, so just grasp it.

As for this bet, you have to have some snacks. Although Li Changsheng is the first in the imperial list here, if the bet is really defeated, there are some situations that Li Changsheng may not be able to say. By then, the world will be in chaos."

Mr. Xun sat back on the chair, and a faint feeling of helplessness flashed in his eyes:

"I am old and I am powerless in many things. I will have to look at you juniors in the future. Let's go down, I want to have a sleep."

"The disciple will take his leave first."

Fang Chen hugged his fists and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!