An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fortunately, the old immortal master did not ask any more questions and let Fang Ping continue to work on the materials for making talismans.

Fang Ping seemed to have been pardoned, but on the surface he was the same as usual, without revealing any clues.

At this time, the old immortal master took out an ancient book from his storage bag and began to read it leisurely.

But his eyes swept over Fang Ping from time to time.

Not long after, he called Fang Ping.

"Please give me your orders, immortal master." Fang Ping stood up quickly.

"The power of Tongmai Dan is flowing in your body, you should be very uncomfortable now." The old immortal master said with concern.

"Thank you for your concern, immortal master, I can bear it." Fang Ping said.

"Don't force yourself. There is nothing important these days. Go back and continue to practice today. Try to refine Tongmai Dan with all your strength. Don't waste the medicinal power."

"This... Thank you, Master, but I can still endure it. It won't affect my mission."

"Go if I ask you to. If there is an important mission here, I will call you."

"Yes, Master. I will practice with all my strength and live up to Master's expectations."

Fang Ping stood up and was about to leave, but the old Master suddenly stopped Fang Ping and took out a light red blood crystal and threw it on the table:

"Wait, drop a drop of blood on it first."

Fang Ping's heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't help but think of the boy and the mummy mentioned by the soldier named Lin.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"My blood is just an ordinary thing. I'm afraid it will pollute the treasures of the immortals." Fang Ping made an excuse.

"It's okay. The reason why I asked you to drip blood on it is just for me to check your progress in cultivation, in case you are lazy on weekdays. Not only today, you will need to drip blood on it every day in the future."

The old immortal master's expression gradually became colder as he spoke, with a tone that did not allow for doubt.

Seeing that the old immortal master seemed unhappy, Fang Ping did not dare to continue to refuse. Instead, he squeezed out a bit of joy and gratitude on his face and said, "Thank you, immortal master."

Dropping a drop of blood on the blood-colored crystal, Fang Ping did not notice anything unusual, and felt relieved. He thought that if the old immortal master wanted to harm him, he would not have to use such means.

So he thanked the old immortal master again, and then returned to his tent to continue practicing.

What he didn't know was that the next moment he left the tent, the old immortal master threw the ancient scroll aside, grabbed the blood-colored crystal, and hit it with a series of hand gestures.

This blood-colored crystal was the magic weapon hemolysis crystal he bought from Hongshan Market.

Its function is very simple, and it is also what the old immortal master needs very much now.

Because as long as you use your own blood essence to refine the hemolytic crystal, and then collect and refine the blood of another person, you can eventually make the blood of the two people merge.

So as to achieve a special purpose.

As the old immortal master moved, two blood drops, one large and one small, emerged in the slight tremor of the crystal stone.

The large blood drop was like a longan, dark red and black, exuding a decayed smell.

And the small blood drop was only one drop, which was the drop of blood that Fang Ping had just dropped, bright red in color, but full of vitality.

Then a drop was separated from the large mass of blood, and under the control of the old immortal master, it merged with Fang Ping's drop of blood.

The old immortal master was so excited that he almost cheered.

"It's melted, it's melted."

"As long as Fang Ping completes the tempering of his body and transforms his innate nature, he can use the blood melting method to use Fang Ping's youthful blood to melt into my old body and help me prolong my life for fifteen years."

"God has eyes, allowing me to obtain such a longevity method when my life span is almost over, and I also met someone with the same five spiritual roots as me."

"It seems that my life is not destined to end."

The blood of mortals can be exchanged, but the blood of immortal cultivators has their own spiritual roots and has been marked by heaven and earth.

If it is not assisted by special skills, the blood of others will soon be refined by their own breath when it enters their body.

And this blood melting method and hemolytic crystal are exactly a relatively low-level blood exchange and longevity method commonly used by evil cultivators.

However, this technique was originally used by low-level evil cultivators to devour the cultivation of others.

But later, I don't know who developed this set of techniques that can prolong life.

Such a harmful and evil technique is naturally subject to many restrictions.

For example, the victim of the furnace cannot be too old, and ten to fifteen years old is the best.

The cultivation must at least reach the innate realm, and must also have the same spiritual roots as the caster, and practice the same skills.

Such harsh conditions are not easy to meet, but the old immortal master happened to meet Fang Ping.

A young man who has never been exposed to cultivation but has the same five elements as him.

That's why he came back from Hongshan Market and sent pills and skills.

If he didn't need time to practice the blood melting method and refine the hemolytic crystal, he would have forced Fang Ping to practice on the same day.

Now, everything is ready, just waiting for Fang Ping to shed the mortal world, transform the innate, and then pass on the "Qingmu Jue" he practiced.

When Fang Ping starts practicing "Qingmu Jue", the hemolytic crystal will just absorb Fang Ping's blood enough.

In this way, all the conditions are met, and he can cast magic, change fate against the will of heaven, and prolong his life.

Moreover, according to the evil cultivator who sold him the hemolytic crystal, after absorbing the other party's blood, there is a high probability that the other party's special physique can be plundered for one's own use.

For example, Fang Ping's extraordinary memory, physical fitness, and physique that is immune to all poisons are what any old immortal master wants.

However, after extending his life, Fang Ping's blood was drained from his body, and he had no chance of survival.

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Even if someone guessed it, who would dare to fart?

Fang Ping didn't know about this, although he suspected that the old immortal master's request for his blood was definitely not as simple as he said.

Especially after the blood dripping in the past few days, the old immortal master would personally check his progress in cultivation, which made Fang Ping have a vague sense of foreboding.

But now he has no power to fight back, so he can only practice hard and work hard, hoping that the old immortal master will teach him immortal skills as soon as possible because of his diligence.

Wait until he learns the immortal skills, and then find a chance to get out.

Although he is young, he also knows how to avoid risks and the principle that a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

Even these days, in addition to the daily errands at the immortal master and learning literacy from Mr. Chen,

In his spare time, Fang Ping would stroll around the barracks with the military historian and get acquainted with the people in the barracks.

Occasionally, he would pretend to be the son of the old immortal master and give some talismans and elixirs to some military officers to win their favor and prepare for his escape in the future.

As the days passed, Fang Ping's ominous feeling became heavier.

Suddenly one day, he practiced the Xisui Jing to perfection, and the power of the Tongmai Dan in his body was completely refined.

The meridians in his body were connected, and his flesh, blood, tendons and bones were free from the mundane world, pure and spotless.

In the meridians he had just connected, a faint airflow appeared and flowed in the unobstructed meridians.

This is the innate qi that a person has gradually dissipated since birth and hidden in his flesh, blood and bones.

This marks that he has entered the innate realm.

So on this day, after collecting Fang Ping's blood, the old immortal master handed an ancient scroll to Fang Ping.

This ancient scroll is the "Qingmu Jue" that the old immortal master himself practiced.

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