Seeing that the matter had finally come to light, the chief manager Wei Chifeng and the others were also relieved, and Wen Xiangbei said kindly towards Fang Ling: "Now that the truth is revealed, Fang Daoyou no longer needs to worry about being framed. Daoist friends come from afar, it is better to let my five faction alliance be the east, and take care of the wind and dust for you in the palace. ”

Witnessing Fang Ling's amazing strength, I am afraid that I will not be able to find a second person in the entire Southern Heaven Domain, such a high cultivation and qualification, it is not a problem to become a cultivator in the future, Wen Xiangbei is naturally impressed by him, and personally invited.

All the disciples were envious, but they were not too surprised, after all, in this place of the cultivation realm, strength is one of the most important factors in determining the level of status, and it is natural that such strength is valued by the chief manager.

Fang Ling fell lightly to the city wall, touched the token in his arms, and said with a smile while handing it over: "The good intentions of the chief manager are in my heart, but there is an important matter here to come down, please let the chief manager report it." ”

Seeing the elder token in Fang Ling's hand at first glance, Wen Xiangbei and the others couldn't help but be taken aback, the elder token is a symbol of the elder's identity, holding the token, as if the elder is there in person, if it is not very close, it is absolutely impossible to hold such an important object, although I don't understand why the disciples of the Mochizuki Sect have the token of the elder of this sect, but no one dares to slack off.

So, Wei Chifeng and the others personally welcomed Fang Ling into the main hall, and at the same time sent people to Tongtian Road to hand over the token to the boys guarding the door there.

After a while, everyone felt an innate coercion coming from above the Nine Heavens, and hurriedly greeted them one after another, only to see the clouds breaking, the dust scattered like the wind, and a line of cultivators flew out of it.

There are more than a dozen cultivators, all of them are wearing elder robes, their clothes are fluttering, and their momentum is like the sky, and the innate aura is like a king descending, making people dare not look at it directly, Wei Chifeng and the others looked solemn, and they knelt on the ground one after another, and their hearts were even more secretly shocked, I don't know what the origin of this young man is, and he actually let so many elders go down the mountain to greet him in person.

You must know that almost all cultivators live in the upper realm of cultivation, which is the realm of cultivation in the true sense, and it is surrounded by innate qi.

If there is no particularly important matter, the cultivator will not come to the lower realm of cultivation, and even if he does, he is almost always in the clouds, not seen by the disciples.

However, now this scene is simply extremely rare, the elder not only appeared in the Nether, but not only one person, a full fourteen people, what a majestic and magnificent scene, it is simply unbelievable, but what is even more shocking is in the back.

Of course, more than a dozen cultivators are the cultivators of Tianyuanmen for three hundred years, the highest generation is the ancestor Ren Wenju, and the lowest generation is the nearest cultivator Pang Sanshi, but no matter which one it is, the saving grace of Fang Ling is from the bottom of his heart, it can be said that if there is no Fang Ling, it is impossible for them to regain their life and return to the cultivation world to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors.

Therefore, as soon as they saw the token presented by the boy, everyone immediately set off for the nether realm.

As soon as he saw that the young man was coming, Pang Sanshili didn't pay attention to Wei Chifeng and the others who knelt on the ground, but walked over with great strides, it didn't matter if he walked, every step forward, Wei Chifeng and the others' heartbeats doubled, the difference in strength between the cultivators and the disciples of the Xianmen was a world of difference, the cultivators didn't need a finger, and a single thought could make the disciples of the Xianmen die a hundred times, so no matter how high the status was in the lower realm of the Xianmen, how deep the cultivation was, the awe of the disciples of the Xianmen for the cultivators could never be changed.