An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Tong Xianyi also got a complete jade slip to start the inheritance. She also knew that if she raised her cultivation level to the fifth level of foundation building, it would be possible to start the inheritance, instead of the ninth level of foundation building.

But even so, she left decisively.

Because she knew that she couldn't achieve it at all, at least not before the secret realm was closed this time.

But Fang Ping had a chance. After all, Fang Ping had fused with Tong Wu's soul, and she also lent Fang Ping the Forging Manual.

In her opinion, it was not impossible for Fang Ping's soul cultivation to reach the fifth level of foundation building.

If Fang Ping really got the inheritance, based on his brief contact with Fang Ping and his understanding, Fang Ping would definitely not be indifferent to her kindness in lending the Forging Manual to Fang Ping.

Fang Ping was very clear about the importance of the Forging Divine Mirror to her family. She ventured into the secret realm to find the Forging Divine Mirror, and ended up lending it to Fang Ping. This courage was not something that ordinary people could achieve.

She knew very well that she was gambling. When Xiao Hanyu came to her to ask for help from Fang Ping, she knew that Fang Ping was probably sure.

At this moment, in terms of nervousness, she was more nervous than anyone else.

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Not only was it impossible to obtain the inheritance of Tiangong Pavilion, but even the Forging Divine Mirror had to be obtained and lost.

She looked forward to seeing it, but when the secret realm was finally closed, Fang Ping could not come out after all.

Her mind went blank and she didn't know what to do.

Although she always felt in her heart that Fang Ping would definitely be able to come out, when the secret realm was closed, she would still inevitably feel a little worried and depressed.

Not only her, when the secret realm was finally closed, Xiao Hanyu also felt as if his heart was suddenly grabbed, as if he had lost the most important thing.

She was so lost that she even forgot that the old woman was beside her, and her sadness and loss were beyond words.

"Hmph, it's best if you don't come out, so I don't have to take action myself."

The old woman snorted dissatisfiedly, awakening Xiao Hanyu from his sadness.

I saw two lines of clear tears flowing out of Xiao Hanyu's cold eyes.

"Master..." she choked and shouted.

Seeing Xiao Hanyu's appearance, the old woman couldn't help but feel soft in her heart, and said softly: "Yu'er, from the beginning to the end, no one has ever been able to leave alive after being stranded in the secret realm.

Fang Ping's luck is shallow. Forget about him and focus on cultivation. With your current qualifications, it may not be impossible for you to break the void and ascend to become an immortal. "

Xiao Hanyu's eyes were dull and he didn't respond. He just lowered his head without any reaction.

Fang Ping failed to come out of the secret realm in the end, and Zuo Chunqiu breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Fang Ping doesn't show up, then he doesn't have to fight with the Tiansha Sect people for Fang Ping.

If Fang Ping didn't come out, the old woman would naturally have no way to vent her anger on Fang Ping, so there was no need for him to do anything difficult.

And the people in Tianbao Pavilion had no reason to embarrass him because of Fang Ping's matter.

But speaking of it, his emotions were also very complicated, because after all, Fang Ping was his disciple, and it seemed that he was still a young man with good potential. It would be a pity to lose him like this.

If Fang Ping is really like what Tianbao Pavilion said, Fang Ping may have obtained another way to obtain inheritance, but now he is trapped and dead in the secret realm, which would be even more pity.

Elder Qin and Yuan Hang also frowned and looked at each other with serious expressions.

They were very optimistic about Fang Ping. Whether it was his character or his strength, they were very satisfied with Fang Ping.

The more important point is that if Fang Ping can't come out, it seems they won't be able to report to Ye Chang when they go back.

"Zuo Chunqiu, where is Fang Ping?" An old voice came from the Tiansha Sect.

Zuo Chunqiu answered the question unreasonably: "Hahaha, the waste of Tiansha Sect has lost a genius with two spiritual roots, and our Qiyun Sect has gained an ice python. From this point of view, your Tiansha Sect has completely lost this time when the secret realm is opened. "

If they follow their previous agreement, both parties should decide the winner or loser based on the number of frost ink flowers.

However, now, the death of Zhang Jiuyin has made their bet unnecessary. At least the people of Tiansha Sect are not in the mood to compete with Qi Yun Sect to see who can collect more frost ink flowers.

But at this time, Fang Ping was still sitting cross-legged in the secret realm.

He was still refining his consciousness, the secret realm had been closed, and the Falling Spirit Array began to operate. Fang Ping could clearly feel that the spiritual power around his body began to seep into the ground as if it was being pulled by some kind of force.

"Woooo..."

Jiang Zhenhuan struggled, and the closure of the secret realm made him feel despair.

Fang Ping ignored him and didn't even kill him personally, because after the Falling Spirit Array began to operate, the spiritual energy in the secret realm would be drawn by the array into the underground spiritual veins and sealed.

And the spiritual energy in their bodies will also be sucked away bit by bit with the power of the formation.

Jiang Zhenhuan, who had all the elixirs and elixirs in his body taken away by Fang Ping, could only quietly wait for death under such circumstances.

Three days passed by in a flash, and there was no spiritual energy fluctuation in the air. Jiang Zhenhuan's body had become dry, as if it had been dried in the sun.

He was skin and bones, and looked horribly haggard, with only the strong vitality of a monk keeping him alive.

Fang Ping swallowed pills from time to time to keep his spiritual power from drying up.

Now he has used the eighth level of restriction on the puppet to refine the thirty-three spiritual consciousnesses.

"Fang Ping, kill me and give me a good time."

Suddenly, because his spiritual power was drawn away by the Falling Spirit Array, the seal on Jiang Zhenhuan loosened naturally, and he could finally speak, but his voice was hoarse and weak.

Fang Ping glanced at him and said lightly: "Isn't that too easy for you?"

After that, he directly controlled the puppet to remove Jiang Zhenhuan's chin to prevent Jiang Zhenhuan from making noises.

And he himself entered the nine-layer restriction in the core of the puppet with his spiritual sense.

The ninth layer of restriction is similar to the eighth layer, but the ninth layer has thirty-three spiritual sense channels, and Fang Ping needs to control his spiritual sense to enter it and refine all the thirty-three marks.

This step did not encounter any accidents and went very smoothly.

After refining the last mark, the puppet shook slightly, and there was a clear sense between it and Fang Ping.

It was as if the puppet was completely a part of his body and he could control it at will.

With Fang Ping's understanding of puppets, he naturally knew that the appearance of this sense meant that he had completely refined the puppet.

At the moment when he finished refining, Fang Ping's face actually showed a hint of surprise.

Because he felt the rich spiritual energy from the puppet.

There was a spiritual power channel under the puppet, which allowed the puppet to rely on the spiritual energy dissipated in this channel to support the operation of the puppet.

Even if he refined the puppet now, the channel that transported spiritual energy to the puppet still did not disappear.

At the same time, a piece of information entered Fang Ping's mind.

Seeing the content of this piece of information clearly, Fang Ping smiled slightly, and the inheritance of Tiangong Pavilion was right in front of him.

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