Immortal Palace

"Eternal Life Tower ()"

"Deacon Wang, do you still remember me?"

A monk who looked honest and honest walked up to Wang Changsheng and raised his glass to Wang Changsheng with a smile on his face.

"of course I remember!"

Wang Changsheng said: "Zhang Yi!"

"Hahaha..." Zhang Yi immediately started laughing: "We were making a bet just now. I, the gambling king and the deacon, still remember me, but they just said they don't remember me. These old people don't know the group of people we went out with back then. Feelings..."

"Not bad!" Wang Changsheng nodded and said: "You have reached the peak level of Jindan..."

Back then, Zhang Yi was only at the second level of elixir formation. Among the group of people who went out with Wang Changsheng, Zhang Yi was considered a relatively low-ranking monk. Now that he can cultivate to the peak level of elixir formation, it shows that Zhang Yi has also worked very hard over the years. .

"Where is Zhang Cunzhong?" Wang Changsheng asked, "Why didn't you see him?"

Zhang Yi immediately paused, and then said: "Senior Brother Cunzhong and King Kong entered the Nine Cities of Dengxian. There has been no news in these years, and I don't know if he is still alive..."

Wang Changsheng said with a smile: "She should still be alive. Cunzhong's brain is flexible, and King Kong's strength is not weak. They can explore the Nine Cities of Dengxian together, so there shouldn't be a big problem!"

Speaking of King Kong, Wang Changsheng remembered the man who looked like an iron tower back then. He was very powerful. The coffin he carried behind him was less than half the size of King Kong. He was also a very powerful being among the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect.

When he was struggling in Shen Tianjing, Wang Changsheng would feel much more at ease as long as King Kong stood by his side.

There are also Wen Ming, Li Song, Lao Quan, Lao Xian...

All the familiar faces from back then appeared in Wang Changsheng's mind. Every disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect looked gloomy. However, in Wang Changsheng's view, the gloominess was just an appearance. Every disciple of the Corpse Refining Sect looked gloomy. Have a loyal and honest heart.

Because the group of Corpse Refining Sect disciples at that time did not have much contact with the outside world and had been practicing in the Corpse Refining Sect. Because there were sufficient cultivation resources and there were not so many intrigues, every Corpse Refining Sect disciple only had to practice seriously. That's it.

After Zhang Yi had an exchange with Wang Changsheng, he turned around and left, returning to his seat, because there were many Corpse Refining Sect disciples who were looking forward to catching up with Wang Changsheng.

Next, many disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect came to Wang Changsheng. The wine in Wang Changsheng’s wine glass had not stopped. Fortunately, given Wang Changsheng’s state, the wine was completely useless. Otherwise, Wang Changsheng would have died long ago. .

After a while, all the monks present toasted to Wang Changsheng one by one. When no more monks from the Corpse Refining Sect came up to toast, Wang Changsheng sat down.

"Ha ha..."

Fang Qing immediately said: "Junior brother, how are you? You can't bear it, can you?"

"It's not bad!" Wang Changsheng said immediately: "I can handle another hundred, so I'm happy today!"

Wang Changsheng was indeed happy. To be precise, he had not been so happy for many years. The enthusiasm of the monks from the Corpse Refining Sect made Wang Changsheng feel like he had returned to the past.

I recall that when Wang Changsheng went out with the Corpse Refining Sect disciples, all the Corpse Refining Sect disciples lined up in two rows carrying coffins and sent Wang Changsheng and his party away. Thinking about it now, Wang Changsheng was still a little excited.

"Everyone is happy!" Fang Qing said.

Fang Qing did not tell lies. The smiles shown by every Corpse Refining Sect monk present, whether they were in the middle stage of the Golden Core or at the peak of the Golden Core, were sincere.

"Junior brother, to be honest, since you left, we haven't been together like this for many years!" Fang Qing said: "In recent years, some brothers have died, and some have left and gone to the Nine Cities of Dengxian. , there are only so many left..."

When the Corpse Refining Sect was closed down, there were nearly 500 disciples. Now, there are only about a hundred people left in the Corpse Refining Sect, and there are fewer and fewer...

"But!"

Fang Qing changed his voice and said: "Fortunately, with the foundation you laid back then, there are many disciples who have joined the Corpse Refining Sect, and some of the younger generations have grown up over the years!"

"I have also accepted two juniors as disciples, and their qualifications are pretty good..."

"As an uncle, you can give them some guidance later!"

Wang Changsheng smiled slightly and said: "Old Fang, it's not easy for us to walk from Chengtian Realm to today. Are you still polite to me?"

Wang Changsheng knew that Fang Qing was seeking opportunities for his two disciples, and Wang Changsheng didn't care, because with Wang Changsheng's identity and status, he could make Fang Qing's two disciples grow up with whatever he gave.

"Hahaha..."

Fang Qing also raised his glass, toasted to Wang Changsheng, drank it all in one gulp, and said nothing!

After everyone exchanged words, many Corpse Refining Sect monks left, and they did not continue to disturb Wang Changsheng.

There were only three people left in the entire courtyard.

Wang Changsheng, Fang Qing, Chen Shangyi!

"Deacon Wang, I'm going to practice first!" Chen Shangyi said.

"Okay!" Wang Changsheng nodded.

Chen Shangyi walked to the corner, carried his cold jade coffin, and left Fang Qing's small courtyard directly. In the entire small courtyard, only Wang Changsheng and Fang Qing were left.

When Fang Qing saw that the people were almost gone, he waved his hand and swept away all the leftover wine in the yard. Even the tables and chairs were destroyed by Fang Qing.

After all the strange smells disappeared, the whole courtyard felt much fresher.

Wang Changsheng and Fang Qing sat opposite each other, both with incomprehensible expressions.

"Old Fang, have you ever gone back in these years?" Wang Changsheng asked.

Fang Qing nodded and said: "I went back, but the imperial power is no longer there, things have changed and people have changed!"

At that time, Fang Qing was also a person with a high status in the Chengtian Realm. However, when Fang Qing left, he had already ended his earthly relationship and worshiped in Yungong Peak.

Fang Qing also went back to take a look. Unfortunately, with the change of imperial power, it was impossible for ordinary people and warriors to live for so many years. Fang Qing only went back to take a look and did nothing.

To be honest, with Fang Qing's current status, he could establish a big country in the Chengtian Realm with just a small order. However, Fang Qing did not do this, and the Corpse Refining Sect did not interfere in the affairs of the Chengtian Realm.

Hundreds of years would pass to an ordinary person, not even the bones would be left behind, and all memories would disappear over time.

Perhaps when I think about it many years later, I will even forget my name...

"By the way, now there is only one great deacon left in the Corpse Refining Sect. Where are Xiao Hui and the others?" Wang Changsheng asked, "Did they enter the Nine Cities of Dengxian?"

Xiao Hui is also a very special existence to Wang Changsheng. It was Xiao Hui who kidnapped Wang Changsheng to the Corpse Refining Sect. If it weren't for Xiao Hui, Wang Changsheng would never have anything to do with the Corpse Refining Sect.

Because the Corpse Refining Sect back then had closed the mountain, and except for the deacons, no one was allowed to go out or enter!