Mystic God-level Emperor System

"Brother Xian, this orange is so sweet. I'll feed it to you. I heard that it was picked from an orange tree in the mountain behind Zhongzhou Spiritual Holy Land."

"Brother Xian, I have encountered a bottleneck in my martial arts cultivation recently. Please teach me how to break through. I am only a little short of being able to condense Yuan Dan."

"Senior Brother Xian..."

The young man's expression remained unchanged. When he walked into the courtyard, he saw a group of girls with different talents surrounding a young man dressed in white who was gently playing with the strings of the guzheng in front of him.

A girl peeled oranges for him.

A girl slapped his back like a baby and whispered in his ear.

There was a smile on the young man's face, and his eyes slowly fell on the young man: "Junior brother Fang Jun, what's the matter?"

"Senior Brother Xian, fellow junior sisters."

Fang Jun cupped his fists and saluted the young man, then said hello to the group of warblers. The girls looked at each other, stood up and left with a smile.

They knew that Fang Jun came here to discuss something with Senior Brother Xian.

"Senior Brother Xian, there is a disciple of Zhentian Sect on Pingsui Island. His cultivation level should be Ningshen Martial Master, which is almost the same as mine."

Fang Jun spoke slowly.

"So what? Our Pingsui Island is one of the five major ports on the Star Sea. It is not surprising that there are disciples from the Holy Land passing by."

Senior Brother Xian threw an orange to Fang Jun and said with a smile.

Fang Jun peeled off the orange peel and said while eating, "He killed an innate realm deacon of our Tianxiahui."

The smile on Senior Brother Xian's face suddenly faded a bit, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes: "How do you plan to deal with it?"

"At the port, countless eyes were watching. If this matter was not dealt with, not only would the world be in disgrace, but the reputation of the master and his elders would also be damaged."

Fang Jun said: "So, I would like to ask Senior Brother Xian first how to deal with this matter?"

"Please teach me?"

Senior Brother Xian smiled, with a touch of mockery in his eyes: "Are you afraid that your master will suppress this matter because of the reputation of the Zhentian Sect?"

"I also have this concern."

Fang Jun said calmly.

"Okay, I'll go with you. Even the disciples of the Zhentian Sect are not allowed to act recklessly on our Pingsui Island."

Senior Brother Xian chuckled lightly, waved his hand, and put the guzheng in front of him into the Danhai. This piece was his magic weapon.

Outside the inn.

There was a moment of silence on the originally lively street. No matter what they were doing, many people turned their attention to a figure.

"Is that Kuang Xian from the City Lord's Mansion?"

"It's him. I heard that he broke through the peak of concentration some time ago and reached the level of Soul Gathering Martial Lord."

"Tsk, tsk, he is not even forty years old. He has set foot in the Soul Gathering Martial Lord at such a young age. It seems that in another ten or twenty years, he will also be a Yuan Nirvana Martial King."

"A golden body of Dharma once came to Pingsui Island as a guest. He once said that if Kuang Xian lives another hundred years, he will definitely achieve the golden body of Dharma!"

"A hundred years is not a long time, but it is not a short time. The Dharma's golden body has a lifespan of five hundred years, which is really enviable."

"Master Kuang Xian is as handsome as the rumors say."

"I'm so nervous. He seemed to have smiled at me just now."

"Just dream. With your appearance, how can Mr. Kuang Xian smile at you!"

Men and women have different concerns. Male warriors are basically envious of Kuang Xian's qualifications and background.

And more female warriors looked at Kuang Xian with peach blossom eyes. Who knew that Kuang Xian was known as the most beautiful man on Pingsui Island.

And because both the fire source and the magic weapon are a guqin, when it takes action to confront the enemy, its demeanor is enough to make people intoxicated!

Not many people paid attention to Fang Jun, who was walking behind Kuang Xian. His qualifications were actually top-notch.

In Qingzhou, it is comparable to the genius of Fang Yaojie's level. Although it cannot reach the walking level, Supreme Longzi can still reach it.

But right now, all his charisma is being overshadowed by Kuang Xian, and Fang Jun can only remain expressionless.

"Brother Kuang Xian!"

Several men and women walked across the street. As soon as they saw Kuang Xian, the women came forward with excitement and joy.

"coincidence."

Kuang Xian smiled and nodded at several people.

After those people saw Kuang Xian, they glanced at Fang Jun. Although they were not Kuang Xian's junior brothers and sisters, their identities were somewhat similar to Fang Jun's.

Their father is the leader of several other forces similar to the Tianxiahui on Pingsui Island, and their family strength is much stronger than that of the Tianxiahui. Several of them are direct descendants of King Wu.

"Fang Jun, I heard that someone made trouble at the port earlier. Did they kill your Tianxiahui's innate deacon?"

After the two sides greeted each other, one of the men looked at Fang Jun with a smile. His cultivation was deeper than Fang Jun's, and he was in the late stage of concentration, but he was older than Kuang Xian. He looked like he was in his twenties or thirties, but he was actually already Fifty or sixty.

"Um."

Fang Jun's expression changed slightly, and he nodded lukewarmly. The world would be overwhelmed by the other's family. The relationship between the two parties was not good, so naturally they would not be enthusiastic.

"I'm going out this time just to deal with this matter. I want to see the strength of the disciples of the legendary Zhentian Sect."

Kuang Xian smiled and smoothed things over.

As expected, everyone's attention was attracted.

"Brother Kuang Xian, are you planning to compete with that martial master from Zhentian Sect? Great, when and where will you be?"

A woman said with an excited face.

Her name is Xu Wannian, and her father is the leader of the Dragon Head Club, a powerful King of Martial Arts. The Dragon Head Club is the head of the seven conferences on Pingsui Island, and her father is also the strongest person besides the owner of Pingsui Island.

"Right here."

Kuang Xian chuckled lightly, took out a guzheng, and sat down cross-legged. When everyone saw this, a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on their faces.

"Brother Kuang Xian is so casual."

Xu Wannian looked adoring.

Seeing this, the other warriors on the street subconsciously stepped back a distance.

Kuang Xian gently played with the guzheng, and a melodious sound suddenly spread in all directions.

He raised his head, looked at the inn not far away, and chuckled:

"Can that martial lord from the Zhentian sect come out and talk to you?"

Inside the inn.

Su Han's eyes flashed with purple light, and his gaze fell on Kuang Xian through the void.

At the same time, he also saw Fang Jun, and a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Reinforcements have also been brought in. It seems that the reputation of the Tianzhen Sect is still not easy to use in this sea of ​​​​stars."

In Zhongzhou, the name of Zhentian Sect is enough to intimidate ordinary Dharma Prime Ministers, let alone a martial lord like Fang Jun.

It can only be said that the Star Sea has formed a unique atmosphere over the years. Perhaps it feels that it is far away from the Tianzhen Sect in the sea, so the fear in the heart has been reduced a bit.

Su Han stood up slowly, opened the door and walked out.

The Liu Yue brothers also heard the noise and were standing outside the door in a panic.

"You go back to your room and wait."

Su Han smiled lightly.

"Yes, Senior Yang!" Liu Yue nodded quickly and pulled his brother back to the room.