An Ordinary Path to Immortality

He lamented in confusion in his heart, could this guy in front of him be a hidden genius disciple of some super sect?

Because he had never heard of a young genius with multiple spiritual roots in Tianyuan Continent.

Thoughts flashed through his mind. Fang Ping's soul attack had messed up his soul.

His soul was injured and he was temporarily confused. At the same time, Fang Ping and the puppet's attacks also fell on him.

"Bang"

Fortunately, the long sword, a spiritual weapon, sensed the crisis and protected itself, blocking Fang Ping's peach wood sword. The result was that the long sword whined and was cut into two pieces by the peach wood sword.

At the same time, the attacks of the two puppets also fell on him, directly shattering his body-protecting spiritual light. The spiritual weapon robe and a heart-protecting mirror on his body also appeared cracked, and their power was greatly damaged.

The spiritual weapon that had been tempered for many years was broken, and it was three pieces at once. He instantly regained consciousness and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

When he reacted, the dark peach wood sword had stopped between his eyebrows.

The two puppets took action at the same time, stripping everything off his body, not even a single trousers left.

Realizing that he was standing naked in front of his opponent, the monk didn't even care about the discomfort caused by the severe injury to his soul and the damage to his spiritual energy. He covered his crotch with one hand and his butt with the other, staring at Fang Ping with a horrified expression:

"You, what are you going to do? I'm telling you, Shi Ke can't be killed. I won't agree to it even if I blow myself up!"

Fang Ping was speechless. He took off the other person's clothes not because he had any special hobbies.

It was because when he was about to kill the other party, he suddenly changed his mind.

This is a vein of Yuanshi, and there are a lot of Yuanshi. If I want to improve my gravity field now, I need a lot of Yuanshi.

Although I have a puppet to help mine, the Yuan Stone is extremely fragile. As long as the Yuan Stone mine is slightly broken, its power will be lost.

If puppets are used, it will definitely cause a lot of ore damage.

And he himself didn't want to waste time mining, so the guy in front of him was a good coolie.

With the ninth-level cultivation of the foundation, and the earth-attribute skills he has also practiced, when it comes to mining, it may not be as fast as him to get started by himself.

Fang Ping did not speak directly, but stared at him silently.

His behavior made the monk even more flustered.

"Fellow Taoist, please calm down. Look at my age and my appearance. No matter how hungry you are, you can't fancy me like this, right?"

Fang Ping did not explain, but stretched out three fingers towards the other party: "You can choose between the three paths."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Where do men come from three ways?

Fang Ping didn't know what the other person was thinking, otherwise he would have laughed angrily.

"First, I will kill you now and it will be over. It just so happens that the secret of the mine will not be discovered."

Hearing this, the monk let out a heavy breath. It turned out that the three choices given to him by the other party were not what he thought.

But the first way was to kill himself, so he became even more nervous and listened carefully to Fang Ping's words.

"The second way is to plant a soul seal, destroy two levels of cultivation, and help me mine here."

"No, how could you do this? If you plant a soul mark, wouldn't it mean that my life and death can only be controlled by you?"

Fang Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, filled with murderous intent.

"Kill me. I will never accept slavery. What's more, if you kill my friend, how can I accept my enemy as my master?"

"If you hadn't injured my spirit beast and planned to kill me, how could I have done it?"

"That's why you ordered your spirit beast to steal our Yuan Stone first." The monk argued with reason.

"Your Yuan Stone? Everything here belongs to me now, even your life is mine, so your reason does not hold water."

The monk opened his mouth several times, wanting to argue, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

In the world of immortality, strength is respected. If you have never beaten others, and they are stronger than you, then it is useless what you say.

"What about the third way?" He hesitated for a while, feeling that he had no choice between the first two ways: "I won't agree to these two, so I choose the third way."

Fang Ping immediately smiled crookedly when he heard this, and his eyes wandered over the other party's naked body: "The third way is easy to say, that is, let my two puppets accompany you for three days of double cultivation. After three days, , if you are still alive, I will let you go."

Fang Ping originally wanted to say that he would go into battle in person to scare the other party, but when the words came to his lips, he was too embarrassed to say them.

"You, you are so vicious at such a young age!" The monk lowered his head and glanced at these two powerful puppets that even his own low-grade spiritual weapons could not control. Thinking that he was about to be ravaged by them for three days, he couldn't help but tighten his anus.

"You say I'm vicious?" Fang Ping said with a half-smile, "As a strong man, I'm also a winner. If I hadn't felt that you were still of some use, I would have killed you with one sword. Now I'll give you three ways to choose. , you actually still think I’m evil?

You know, if I am willing, it is not difficult to forcefully control your soul. "

"Hmph, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. I will never agree to it even if I die!" the monk said resolutely.

"Forget it, then I will control your soul myself, let the puppet practice with you for three days, and then let you go mining. After you finish mining, I will definitely help you."

"No, Daoist friend, just kill me directly. I am not as skilled as you. I have no complaints about dying in your hands. I just ask you to give me a quick death."

Seeing that the other party was still so stubborn, Fang Ping lost his patience and decided to do it himself.

His brows began to glow, and the pure and pure energy of his soul dissipated and was about to go to the other party's brows.

"Since you are determined to die, then I will fulfill your wish, but the specific method to kill you and when to let you die are not up to you."

His soul was messed up by Fang Ping before. If Fang Ping attacked again, he would not be his opponent at all. There would be only one outcome, that is, to let Fang Ping eat him.

Looking at Fang Ping's increasingly shining brows and the cold eyes covered by the divine light from his brows, he became more and more afraid, because he didn't know whether Fang Ping would do such a heartless thing.

"By the way, I learned a method of devouring the cultivation and soul of a cultivator in the Heaven Stealing Technique. The battle just now was very exhausting for me. After I control you, I will first devour your cultivation and soul to replenish my consumption.

Well, let me think about it. After all, you still have to help me mine. Why don't I leave you a ninth-level cultivation of Qi Refining, which is enough for mining."

As he said this, Fang Ping had already pointed a finger at the other party's brow, and the Heaven Stealing Technique was running, rolling out the little soul energy left in the other party's soul.

At the same time, the other party's spiritual roots were also ready to move, and wisps of origin began to dissipate and were swallowed and refined by Fang Ping.

At this moment, he finally gave in and said repeatedly: "Stop it, I am willing to mine, I am willing to mine!"

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