An Ordinary Path to Immortality

It didn't take long for Fang Ping to see a Nascent Soul cultivator coming out of the fourth level of the Chaos Sea.

This was a middle-aged cultivator wearing a purple-gray robe. He came to the agreed location and scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense. A trace of doubt flashed across his face, and then he also disappeared.

Fang Ping nodded secretly. It seemed that he was not the only one who was so cautious.

After this person appeared, another person soon flew over from a distance. However, after seeing that there was no one here, the other party actually stopped and hid invisibly.

Then came the third one. This was a middle-aged beautiful woman in a light blue dress. She also came alone. It was not known whether she was confident enough in her strength and did not bother to hide, or whether she had no sense of crisis at all. After arriving, she just found a reef and sat cross-legged in meditation.

Then he waited for a while, and a young cultivator with blood on his body rushed out of the Chaos Sea.

The light of his protective magic weapon was dim, and even the protective spiritual light was almost unable to maintain. There was only half of the flying sword under his feet, and it was also wobbly when flying.

After rushing out of the Sea of ​​Chaos, the young man instantly spotted the female cultivator in the light blue dress, and then flew straight towards her without thinking.

The female cultivator also spotted the other party, and a trace of surprise appeared on her dignified and calm face. Seeing the other party flying towards her, the beautiful woman not only did not dodge, but took the initiative to greet him: "Fellow Daoist Lu, what happened, how could you end up in such a situation?"

She supported the other party, and while asking, she also fed the other party a pill, and used her power to help the other party dissolve the drug effect.

"I was ambushed in the fourth level of the Sea of ​​Chaos. If I hadn't fought back desperately, I'm afraid I would have been killed by the other party now."

"Is there such a thing? Have you discovered the other party's identity?"

The Yuanying surnamed Lu shook his head and said, "I don't know. The other party's magic weapon and aura are very unfamiliar, and I can't determine the other party's identity at all."

While the two were talking, another purple-robed old man rushed out of the Sea of ​​Chaos. Seeing the two, he was overjoyed and came over without hesitation.

"Senior Hongshi, I didn't expect you to come too." The beautiful woman saw the old man flying over, but still had no intention of being on guard and driving him away. Instead, she took the initiative to greet him.

"Did Daoist Xiao Lu... encounter an ambush?" Old monk Hongshi came closer and asked in surprise.

Monk Lu smiled bitterly: "Yes, I don't know who the other party is. He actually robbed and looted in the Sea of ​​Chaos."

Old monk Hongshi sighed: "Alas, the world is going downhill. Back then, we overseas cultivators were so united and helped each other. We were like a solid block. But now, it's just a trade fair, and someone ambushed and killed us secretly. Even I was attacked by someone."

"Daoist Hongshi, you were also attacked by someone?" The beautiful woman and monk Lu were shocked.

"Yes, but the other party only attacked once. I guess he found that I was not easy to mess with, so he took the initiative to retreat."

While they were talking, two more cultivators appeared from the Sea of ​​Chaos.

They saw that the three beautiful women did not take the initiative to greet them, but just nodded slightly to them, and then secretly chose to go somewhere else to set up the formation and wait.

However, the cultivators present were all Yuanying strongmen, and they all found that the two people's breath was unstable. They didn't know whether it was too strenuous to cross the Chaos Sea, or they were also attacked.

As time went on, more and more cultivators came out, many of whom had chaotic breath, and a few even had blood on their bodies.

Fang Ping hid in the dark and learned from their words that some of these people were injured by the backlash of the chaos rules in the Chaos Sea. This part of people naturally accounted for the majority, and some cultivators were attacked by surprise.

There were even people who swore to others that he saw with his own eyes the Yuanying ancestor of a small overseas family being split in half by a sword in the Chaos Sea.

He was so scared that he ran away without looking back. As for who shot him, he didn't dare to look at it at all, for fear of getting into trouble.

Fang Ping looked at the guys present, whether they were hiding in the dark or chatting with others, he felt that many of them must have attacked other cultivators in the Chaos Sea.

Because he sensed that three cultivators exuded a very familiar aura.

The three of them hid in three different directions, seemingly unrelated, and they didn't even say hello to each other.

But Fang Ping keenly discovered that these three guys were the three people whose life magic weapons were broken by him.

At that time, four people attacked, except for that one finger, the life magic weapons of the other three were destroyed, exposing the other party's aura.

In this case, Fang Ping would definitely not take the initiative to step forward, he just watched and watched.

Not long after, another four cultivators, three men and one woman, appeared in front of everyone from the Chaos Sea.

After seeing these four people, everyone was refreshed.

Because among these four people, Zhuang Cheng was among them.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time."

As soon as they appeared, Zhuang Cheng and the other three cultivators bowed to the cultivators present with a smile.

"Finally you're here. If you hadn't come, I would have thought we were stood up."

"It's okay, as long as you can come."

"Have you brought the treasures? When will the trade fair start?"

"Are you the only ones here? Aren't the gods coming?"

The response from everyone made the atmosphere here instantly heated up.

Even some cultivators who were hiding in the dark chose to show up after discovering Zhuang Cheng and his team’s arrival.

Faced with all the questions that came up, Zhuang Cheng smiled bitterly and replied: “Dear Daoists, please be patient. This time, the four of us are responsible for contacting and hosting the trade fair.

As for the treasures, we brought them with us. If we didn’t bring them with us, we would have been eaten alive by you Daoists, right?”

After Zhuang Cheng finished speaking, the cultivators laughed out loud.

Then the old woman in the late Nascent Soul stage beside Zhuang Cheng said: “There is still one hour before the agreed time. Maybe there are other Daoists who haven’t arrived yet. Now you can rest first, or you can trade freely. The trade fair will officially start after one hour.”

“Where is Senior Huashen? We haven’t greeted you yet.” Someone asked.

Zhuang Cheng bowed his hands towards the sky: "Seniors, you are like a dragon that can't be seen from head to tail. Maybe they are nearby and secretly observing, or maybe they haven't come yet. But whether the seniors will show up is not something we can decide."

Many people were disappointed when they didn't see the great master of transformation show up, and some people frowned.

Fang Ping was still hiding in the dark at this time. Even though Zhuang Cheng and the others had come, Fang Ping was not going to show up until the treasure he was interested in appeared.