An Ordinary Path to Immortality

The three of them were lying on the ground with their bodies torn apart, their arms and legs missing, their Nascent Souls withered and dried up, and even their spirits were almost shattered by Fang Ping.

With such serious injuries, they certainly couldn't respond to Fang Ping for a while, or they hadn't recovered from their serious injuries yet. They were all dizzy and black-eyed, and it was already quite lucky that they didn't faint on the spot.

Fang Ping raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't talk? Are you not satisfied with my strength?"

Then he didn't wait for the other party to respond, and Fang Ping used his fists and feet again to attack the three people crazily.

It was just because the three people were in such a bad state now, Fang Ping had to control his strength when attacking, so as not to accidentally beat them to death.

And he hit them specifically to hurt them, that is, the kind that would obviously make the Nascent Soul cultivators feel extremely painful after the beating, but it would not have much effect on their injuries.

As for why he didn't use the Eye of Life Spring to treat them first and then beat them up like the middle-aged cultivator did, it was naturally because Fang Ping didn't want to waste energy on these guys.

The purpose of the existence of these three guys is just to pass on the news of their existence. Before that, they are not worth Fang Ping's spending too much for them.

The three monks who were already on the verge of life and death were beaten up by Fang Ping again, and they screamed without any image.

When Fang Ping stopped, he didn't even need to speak again. The three of them said in succession: "Enough, enough, we admit that you are very strong."

"At least a quasi-holy son, and even the level of a holy son is not ruled out."

"Stop fighting, we will report it truthfully."

Fang Ping nodded: "Very good, then start to pass on the news now. Remember, you can only exaggerate my strength, never belittle it."

When the three people prepared the sound transmission talisman, Fang Ping first checked the content of the sound transmission, and when he thought it was okay, he was satisfied and let them send the sound transmission talisman out.

Finally, when the three people passed the message, Fang Ping casually took them into Xiaoyao Temple and sealed their cultivation.

Fang Ping did not devour the three people immediately. Before their reinforcements arrived, the three people could not die.

However, Fang Ping did not use the Eye of Life Spring to treat them. He just sealed them in a room in Xiaoyao Temple and asked Xiao Wu to watch them. He took the middle-aged cultivator into the void space to wait for reinforcements.

"Golden Immortal Cave? I seem to have heard of it. It seems to be a fairy sect with relatively strong strength." From the beginning to now, Fang Ping killed several people from the other side and beat up the four of them. As a result, it was not until now that he remembered to ask the name of the other side's sect.

When mentioning his own sect, the middle-aged cultivator's body straightened unconsciously: "Golden Immortal Cave is also a sect that has been passed down since the ancient times. There were several Mahayana masters in the sect. It is a veritable holy land-level force."

Fang Ping glanced at the middle-aged cultivator, and the man's waist, which had just straightened up, suddenly bent down again.

Fang Ping casually asked: "Why is it declining now?"

The middle-aged cultivator looked down at his toes and said: "There are mainly two reasons. One is that the battle with the Sin Clan caused our Jinxian Cave to lose a large number of strong people, which led to the gradual loss of control and competition for some important resources.

The second reason is that Jinxian Cave later became an immortal force, so that many cultivators who do not have immortal blood cannot join the sect at all."

After a pause, he explained: "In fact, it is not only Jinxian Cave, but also the gradual decline of many immortal forces, which are inseparable from these two reasons."

Fang Ping nodded: "Then why don't you recruit disciples like other sects? If you only stick to As for bloodline, you should know that the overall strength of the sect will inevitably fluctuate. "

The middle-aged cultivator shook his head: "There are mainly two reasons. One is because of the cultivation method. This is like your sin clan, um, the Three Emperor Seals cultivated by the ancient clan, and the immortal scriptures cultivated by me, the immortals, also have bloodline requirements. If you don't have immortal bloodline, you can't cultivate the immortal scriptures at all.

The other reason is because of the blood talisman. If you don't have immortal bloodline, you can't awaken the blood talisman. Without the blood talisman, you can't confirm the identity of the ancient clan. In this way, when facing the ancient clan, it is easy to be deceived by the other party and fall behind. "

Fang Ping thought about it and felt that this was the truth. Looking back at the ancient clan cultivators, they seemed to be even worse than the immortals.

As far as Fang Ping knew, the ancient clan cultivators were either mixed in other sects to practice incognito, or a small number of ancient clan cultivators huddled together for warmth, or simply became casual cultivators.

It seems that on the entire continent, except for a few ancient clan cultivators, most of the ancient clan cultivators are in these three situations.

"Immortal Scripture?" Fang Ping stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

The middle-aged cultivator's face was bitter: "The immortal scripture mastered by each immortal force is the treasure of the sect. We only have one chance to comprehend it every year. Unlike your ancient clan's three emperors' seals that directly imprint the bloodline, our immortal scripture is a real object. It is usually enshrined in the sect's forbidden area and guarded by powerful people day and night."

"I see, then you have comprehended it many times?" Fang Ping looked at the middle-aged cultivator with interest.

The latter was frightened and retreated repeatedly and said: "The immortal scripture is profound. I have comprehended it many times before I can comprehend the basics. Moreover, any cultivator who comprehends the immortal scripture will automatically generate a special restriction in his soul memory. Once someone searches his soul, the restriction will be triggered and all the comprehension of the immortal scripture will be destroyed."

Fang Ping stared at him suspiciously for a while, which only made the other party feel uneasy: "At this point, there is no need for me to lie to you. If you don't believe me, just search the soul of any immortal and you will know."

Finally, Fang Ping still resisted the urge to search his soul. He now has so many skills and magical powers to practice, and he has not even had time to comprehend the Three Emperors Seal. Even if he gets the Immortal Scripture, he will probably not be able to practice it under the condition of blood conflict.

Fang Ping's heart moved, and he finally sensed several undisguised powerful auras rushing towards this side in the distance.

He warned the middle-aged cultivator: "After the support from your Golden Immortal Cave arrives, you'd better do what I tell you.

Of course, even if you play tricks, it will not have any impact on me. Killing you is nothing more than a matter of moving my fingers."

"Why don't you just kill me?" The middle-aged cultivator was very entangled. As an immortal, he was forced by a sinner to deal with his own people.

"Don't worry, there is no point in keeping you anyway. I will kill you sooner or later."