Philo was shocked by Ning Qi's words, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Ning Qi smiled and said: "I remember you said before, how many years has it been since the development of Quentin's world?"

"Thirty thousand years!"

Philo hurriedly said: "Even a monk cannot live for such a long time. The lifespan of a warrior in the Tianwu realm is only more than three hundred years, the lifespan of a warrior in the Saint martial realm is only more than eight hundred years, and even the lifespan of an Immortal martial realm is only one thousand five hundred years."

Years!"

"That's natural. It's just that immortals don't just live for this long. They live for millions of years just for fun."

Ning Qi said with a half-smile.

"Human Immortal?"

Philo was confused by the name of this realm that he had never heard of before.

"Master, you said that the founder of the Presbyterian Church was a human being? A human being from the fairy world?"

Nuwa was also a little surprised.

"Um."

Ning Qi nodded.

There was no trace of the Nuwa. Not long after it stood in the void, a fairy boat flew out of the building.

On the fairy boat, there were two rows of people standing in white robes, with hats covering their heads. Their faces could not be seen at all.

"Those are the white-robed messengers of the Presbyterian Church! I didn't expect to see these messengers with my own eyes today..."

Philo became excited when he saw it.

"The white-robed messengers are the deacons within the Presbyterian Church who are responsible for traveling around the world of Quentin. They are the ones who convey the orders of the Presbyterian Church."

Nuwa said to Ning Qi.

She could find some information about the white-robed messenger on the Internet.

"And the messengers are never afraid of death, they will not wear any armor!"

Philo said in admiration.

"Even the powerful ones in the Immortal Martial Realm are no match for them. Naturally, they don't need battle armor."

Ning Qi said lightly.

The aura of these white-robed messengers is very strong, equivalent to that of monks in the Mahayana stage, and they are only one step away from human immortals.

Where is the need for battle armor? Even though they are alone, they can easily destroy all the forces in Quentin's world except the Presbyterian Council!

"What!? The white-robed messengers are stronger than the Immortal Martial Realm...?"

Philo took a breath of cold air, "Aren't we people in Quentin's world unable to practice? Why do they..."

"That's because they were never from Quentin's world from the beginning."

Ning Qi said with a half-smile.

For Philo, Quentin's world has developed for more than 30,000 years, which is a very scary time. Even the history of the earth and ancient China could not reach this level.

But for a human immortal, 30,000 years may only be a few dozens of retreats. The time the other party comes to Quentin World is very short from the perspective of the immortal world. It is so short that the other party may just pass by here.

Stayed here for a 'little while'.

The immortal boat soon appeared in front of Nuwa, and one of the white-robed messengers stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "The great elder would like to invite you to come into the palace for a brief talk!"

"Let's go."

With a thought in her mind, Ning Qi put away the Nuwa and landed on the fairy boat with Nuwa and Feiluo. When the white-robed messengers saw this, their eyes hidden in their hoods seemed to fall on Ning in unison.

Qi looked at Ning Qi quietly.

After Ning Qi and the others boarded the fairy boat, the fairy boat turned back and flew towards the building in the distance.

"I'm on the ark!"

Philo was so excited that his face hidden under his armor turned red. Not only did he board the legendary ark that only white-robed messengers could ride on, he also stood with so many white-robed messengers.

Anyone from Quentin's big world would be as excited as him, or even more so!

"Even the white-robed messenger asked him to come to the ark. It seems that his strength has really caused the Presbyterian Council to treat him with caution..."

After the excitement, Philo felt a little complicated and a little uneasy. He didn't know whether the outcome of going to the Presbyterian Church today would be good or bad.

The Ark is very fast.

Not long after, it approached the building. Just when Philo was about to board the ship, the more than twenty white-robed envoys suddenly attacked Ning Qi and the others.

To be precise, their methods focused on Ning Qi.

boom!

Just when the colorful spells were about to bombard Ning Qi, a fairy shield appeared on Ning Qi's body, covering him, Nuwa, and Philo.

The spell landed on the shield and was instantly dissipated.

"What's going on!?"

Philo was shocked. From this moment on, he finally believed Ning Qi's words. It turned out that these white-robed messengers were really monks!

This is enough to show that the Presbyterian Church, which has controlled Quentin's world for tens of thousands of years, is the same kind as the demon they are researching!

After confirming this in his heart, Philo's expression became extremely pale, and the faith in his heart was shattered.

Quentin's world has been fighting demons for so many years. If the people below knew that the Presbyterian Church with extraordinary status was also composed of demons, 70% of the people would collapse on the spot!

When the white-robed messengers saw that their methods could not harm Ning Qi, their faces showed shock, and they subconsciously turned around and ran away.

"Certainly."

Ning Qi said lightly.

The next moment, the white-robed messengers who were preparing to escape all maintained their previous postures and froze in place motionless.

"A mere human being, the Dzogchen, dares to be so presumptuous in front of me. Don't you want to live anymore?"

Ning Qi looked at the building, the faint road.

Just after he finished speaking, a figure flew out of the building in a panic, landed directly in front of Ning Qi, and said to Ning Qi: "I am young and ignorant, and I bumped into my senior. Please don't blame me!"

This person looks very young.

He looks only eighteen or nineteen years old.

But the aura on his body made Philo feel tremendous pressure!

"Really the first generation great elder!? How could it be..."

Philo almost fainted after seeing the young man's appearance.

Because the other party's appearance is exactly the same as that of the first-generation Great Elder who was the first to discover the effect of Quentin Stone and finally founded the Presbyterian Church!

In Quentin's big world, there are sculptures of the first generation of great elders everywhere. Philo has firmly remembered the other person's appearance in his heart since he was a child, and will never admit his mistake!

"What's your name, and which fairyland are you from?"

Ning Qi said lightly.

"Senior, I am Chu Bu'er, a monk from Haoran Star in the Ancient Immortal Realm."

Chu Buer whispered.

He looked calm on the surface, but he was extremely shocked in his heart. He didn't expect Ning Qi's strength to be so unfathomable, let alone that he could meet an immortal in such a remote place. You must know that he was chased by his enemies and accidentally killed him.

I entered a broken void and accidentally came here. I have never been able to find the way back to the fairy world!

"Haoran Star in the Ancient Immortal Realm?"

A look of surprise flashed in Ning Qi's eyes.

When Chu Buer saw this, he was shocked and said: "Senior, are you also..."

"I've been to Haoran Star."

Ning Qi smiled lightly.

"What a coincidence..."
Chapter completed!