Chapter 3691
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"Ten years?"
Mo Qingchen's eyes lit up. Ten years was like the blink of an eye to him.
He had no objections and nodded. "Yes, Master!"
Seeing that Mo Qingchen had agreed to it, the rest of the Golden Immortal disciples did not say anything further and the group dispersed.
…
Mo Qingchen, who had returned to the Immortal Pavilion, stood on the Immortal Bridge outside the Immortal Pavilion. He raised his head and looked at the Flying Feather Sword Pavilion on the peak of the Immortal Mountain. A sharp sword intent shot out of his eyes.
He was … a Sword Immortal!
However, Mo Qingchen could not see a grey thread flying out of the Flying Feather Immortal Pavilion and wrapping itself around his neck.
…
Feng Hao, who was meditating in the Flying Feather Immortal Pavilion, suddenly opened his eyes and saw a thin thread extending out of the Immortal Pavilion.
"Which unlucky guy is that?"
Feng Hao was puzzled. He got up and left the Cultivation Hall. Following the grey thread, he saw that the other end of the thread was connected to an Immortal Pavilion.
Feng Hao did not know who the owner of the Immortal Pavilion was.
However, judging from the location of the Immortal Pavilion, it was obviously the most outstanding Immortal Pavilion in the Nine Realms Immortal Realm.
"It seems that someone is already hostile towards me after moving to the Flying Feather Immortal Pavilion!"
Feng Hao was slightly worried.
The Golden Immortal disciples who were hostile towards him were going to be in deep trouble.
However, at this moment, Feng Hao suddenly saw a grey thread in the Cultivation Hall that Ju Yi was in. It was also connected to the Immortal Pavilion.
Seeing this, Fenghao's expression couldn't help but change.
This guy …
He was probably going to be plagued by bad luck!
…
At this moment, Mo Qingchen, who was pondering how to cripple Fenghao and Ju Yi, who had moved into the Soaring Feather Celestial Pavilion ten years later, suddenly frowned.
Gurgle!
He felt his stomach churning.
It was a mess inside.
Even his anus was swollen in pain.
"What's going on?"
Mo Qingchen's eyes bulged like lightbulbs. He was scared out of his wits.
"I am a Nine-star Golden Immortal! I have an undying body! How could something like this happen to me?"
Mo Qingchen hurriedly looked within himself and saw that the Immortal Nascent in his Dantian Immortal Abode seemed to have been harmed by something. The originally sacred face of the Immortal Nascent now revealed a trace of pain.
This pain directly caused Mo Qingchen's stomach to feel uncomfortable.
Dong! Dong!
At this moment, a knocking sound came from outside the Celestial Pavilion. Mo Qing Chen glanced over and discovered that it was his second-ranked junior brother, Dai Muchun.
"Junior Brother Dai, come in!"
Mo Qingchen waved his hand and the doors of the Immortal Pavilion opened. Dai Muchun, who was dressed in a purple robe, walked in.
The moment Dai Muchun entered the Celestial Pavilion, he saw Mo Qingchen's forehead dripping with cold sweat. Mo Qingchen's hands were clutching his stomach and he looked like he was in pain. Dai Muchun stepped forward and asked with concern, "What happened, Senior Brother?"
Mo Qingchen shook his head and said, "I don't know. It's very strange. My Immortal Nascent seems to have met with some trouble. Even my stomach feels a little uncomfortable."
"Oh?"
Dai Muchun exclaimed in bewilderment, "Is it convenient for me to take a look?"
"En!"
Mo Qingchen was on very good terms with Dai Muchun. Although it was extremely dangerous to let others look at his Immortal Nascent, he believed that Dai Muchun would not take advantage of him.
Dai Muchun was on good terms with Dai Muchun.
Dai Muchun placed his palm on Mo Qingchen's abdomen and closed his eyes. His immortal consciousness entered Mo Qingchen's Immortal Abode like an eye.
He saw that Mo Qingchen's Immortal Abode was surrounded by nine stars that were connected to each other.
In the center of the Immortal Abode sat a young man who looked almost the same as Mo Qingchen.
However, the Immortal Nascent did not look peaceful at all. Instead, it looked like it was in pain.
"Neck!"
Dai Muchun focused his immortal consciousness and vaguely saw a faint gray line strangling Mo Qingchen's neck.
Dai Muchun was about to cut off the gray line when suddenly … the gray line seemed to have sensed something and immediately moved to envelop his immortal consciousness.
"What the hell?"
Whoosh!
Dai Muchun's immortal consciousness retreated from Mo Qingchen's Immortal Abode.
Gurgle!
Without any warning, Dai Muchun suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his stomach.
His chrysanthemum also began to ache, as if … he was going to the toilet.
Pfft!
Then, Mo Qingchen could not control himself and suddenly let out an immortal fart. Immediately, the entire Cultivation Hall was filled with an indescribable smell.
It was like a rat that had been dead for a long time.
The smell was disgusting!
"Eldest Senior Brother, you …"
Dai Muchun endured the pain in his stomach. He could not hold it in anymore when he smelled Mo Qingchen's fart.
Pfft!
Comfortable!
Two immortal farts filled Mo Qingchen's Cultivation Hall. That sour feeling …
"Junior Brother, you …"
Mo Qingchen was also dumbfounded. What's going on?
Could it be that …
Something had happened in the Nine-Realm Immortal Realm and the Immortal Qi had decayed?
Dai Muchun knew that this situation must have something to do with the gray line strangling the Immortal Nascent in Mo Qingchen's Immortal Abode.
"Senior Brother, you've been cursed … and so have I!" Dai Muchun said with a blank look on his face.
What a terrifying curse!
It could even curse a Nine-star Golden Immortal. It was at least a Mystic Immortal.
"Impossible!"
Mo Qingchen's face turned pale. "I haven't left the Immortal Realm for many years and I don't have anything on me that can be used as a medium for the curse. How could I be cursed?"
Dai Muchun said seriously, "It can't be wrong."
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Dai Muchun screamed in horror. Mo Qingchen, who was beside him, almost burst out. He asked weakly, "What's wrong, Junior Brother Dai?"
"Is there a latrine?"
Dai Muchun's face turned red …
Mo Qing Chen was stunned. He knew that … Dai Muchun was in the same situation as him. He was f * cking done for.
"There is no latrine in the Immortal Realm. The back mountain …"
Swoosh!
Dai Muchun didn't say anything and directly rushed towards the back of the mountain.
Mo Qingchen's hair stood on end when he saw a jar of filth where Dai Muchun had been standing.
"Damn it!"
Mo Qingchen's cultivation was slightly higher than Mo Qingchen's, but he could not withstand it.
He rushed out as well …
…
In the forest at the back mountain, Mo Qingchen and Dai Muchun were squatting on the ground about ten meters apart.
They no longer looked like the Golden Immortal Eldest Senior Brother.
They exerted strength from time to time.
Moans could be heard from time to time …
That feeling was so satisfying that they felt like they were about to reach orgasm.
But at this moment, rustling sounds came from the forest. Then, seven or eight auras approached them.
Both of them felt a sense of foreboding.
But just as Mo Qingchen and Dai Muchun were feeling ashamed, they heard … the seven or eight figures in the forest seemed to be in the same situation as them …
Whoosh!
The sounds were endless.
"What's going on?"
Mo Qingchen felt his scalp go numb. He had already sensed the owners of those auras.
Weren't they the brothers who came with them to see Master?
"Someone is messing with us!"
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