An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping casually scooped up the jade ruler in his hand, notified his consciousness to wrap it up, and began to refine it quickly.

Before the jade ruler, who had just lost its master, had time to feel sad, he felt the incomparable comfort and harmony brought to him by Fang Ping's Yang Shen soul. Then he instantly put aside the former master who always had a hard time urging him, and the tempering process was also stumbling, and the communication was even more up and down, and every time he was unable to enjoy himself, and began to cooperate with Fang Ping wholeheartedly.

He opened his mouth and swallowed the jade ruler into his stomach. The next moment, the jade ruler appeared on the branch of the sacred tree. Here, it not only felt the breath of several spiritual treasures, but also sensed the seemingly endless energy from the sacred tree, as well as the rich and deep breath of rules.

This time, the jade ruler would not miss the former master even more. Now it just wanted to lie here and enjoy the nourishment of the sacred tree.

He put away the storage ring of the middle-aged monk and flashed to the vicinity of the old woman.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, I am willing to give all the treasures I got this time to you. There are also many young female cultivators with excellent qualifications in my clan. If you like, I can also give them all to you.

As for whether you want them to be slaves or to be used as cultivation furnaces, it is entirely up to you. I will never say anything."

"Or I can help you kill Zhuang Cheng and the others, as long as you can let me live."

The old woman gradually felt weak while resisting the erosion of the fog and dealing with the influence of the chaotic rules. She no longer had the arrogance and contempt she had before, and a strong sense of powerlessness and fear began to rise in her heart.

Fang Ping could naturally hear her words clearly, but since Fang Ping had decided to suppress the four people, he would definitely not let them go easily.

These four guys were ruthless and vicious. They set up a trap to kill so many fellow Daoists and refined them all into star pills to help them break through. Such behavior is no different from demon cultivators.

Now, facing the crisis of life and death, she chose to betray the younger generation and teammates of the clan without hesitation. Fang Ping felt that it was redundant to say a word to such a person.

Fang Ping appeared silently, still using familiar means, using gravity field and willow leaf magic treasure to trap the old woman, and at the same time using space magic to arrange space barriers to trap her tightly.

"Daoyou, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Feeling Fang Ping attacking her, the old woman panicked and changed her body shape. She turned from an old woman with wrinkles on her face to a young and beautiful young female cultivator.

"Daoyou, please show mercy. In fact, the image of the old woman is just a deliberate cover-up by me. This is my real appearance."

"Daoyou, if you spare me, I am willing to serve you for life, and I will never complain."

The female cultivator transformed by the old woman has a sweet voice, and coupled with her pitiful appearance, Daoyou has a bit of pity.

In fact, Fang Ping had already discovered that the image of this old woman was the result of some kind of disguise.

Unexpectedly, her true appearance was actually a stunning beauty.

Fang Ping continued to attack. Facing the temptation of the female cultivator, he just responded coldly: "Serve me? I will only let you serve me if I am tired of living."

The female cultivator resisted Fang Ping's attack with all her might, and said in a charming voice: "Daoyou, can you really bear to kill me?"

As she spoke, it was unknown whether it was because Fang Ping's strength was too great, or because the female cultivator was not strong enough, during the fight between the two, the clothes on the female cultivator began to break.

From a complete dress, to a lack of cloth and material, to revealing patches of white skin that were more than the torn strips of cloth on her body.

As she moved, some key parts of her body would appear in front of Fang Ping from time to time.

"Brother Chen, are you really so cruel that you want to kill me?"

As the female cultivator spoke, Fang Ping felt a stream of strange energy silently passing through the energy fluctuations of the two people's fight, passing through the protection Fang Ping had set up in front of him, and easily entering Fang Ping's soul.

Fang Ping frowned slightly: "Charm?"

The Yang God's soul shook slightly, and instantly dispersed this charming energy.

"Brother Chen found out. I have a secret to tell you. I am still a virgin and I have practiced the secret technique of nourishing Yin and Yuan."

Seeing that he could not get it done in a short time, Fang Ping asked casually, "So what?"

"I have been keeping my body pure for hundreds of years and have cultivated a very Yin Yuan in my body. Anyway, I will die today. I might as well practice with you before I die. Please take this strand of my Yuan.

Brother is very talented and powerful. If you get this strand of Yin Yuan, your cultivation will definitely be further improved. If you want to break through the shackles and achieve the transformation of the spirit in the future, you will have a 10% chance of success."

As she spoke, the female cultivator was already naked. Her snow-white, crystal-clear, graceful and hot figure, coupled with her charming and seductive words, was really irresistible.

If she met other cultivators, she might be charmed by accident and fall into her trap.

But she was unlucky and met Fang Ping, who was not only determined but also possessed the Yang God soul.

Her charm technique, which she was once proud of and always successful, had no effect on Fang Ping at all. At most, it allowed Fang Ping to appreciate her graceful body that made all men's blood boil.

Seeing Fang Ping's eyes begin to wander over her hot body, the female cultivator felt that she was very close to success: "Brother, put down your weapons and have fun with me this time. Afterwards, you can kill or chop me up as you wish."

Her voice was numb, and it made people feel like their bones were going to be soft.

But at this time, Fang Ping's greedy and hot eyes kept sweeping over her body, and it seemed that he was about to be conquered by the beauty of the female cultivator.

But the words from Fang Ping's mouth made the female cultivator's heart sink to the bottom in an instant: "Sorry, I'm not interested in old women who are almost a thousand years old."

The female cultivator's charming smile froze on her face: "What?"

"She's just over a hundred years old, I'm still young, and I also like young people. I really have no interest in old women who are hundreds or thousands of years old."

"Damn it!" The female cultivator's face turned red in an instant, and she didn't know whether she was embarrassed or angry: "Boy, are you kidding me?"

Fang Ping said in a teasing tone: "No, no, no, it's obviously you who want to play with young grass. If I want to play, it's a young girl. I won't play with you."

The female cultivator shouted in exasperation: "I'll kill you!"

Unfortunately, in front of Fang Ping, who had an absolute advantage, the female cultivator's anger was just impotent rage. No matter how angry she was, she could only scream under Fang Ping's wave after wave of attacks.

"Ah...ah...ah..."