An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Seeing the alchemy furnace in front of them, Huang Pei'an and Zhao Wuji's expressions became a little ugly.

Because this alchemy furnace is exactly the one that Liao Ming uses on weekdays.

Now that the alchemy furnace appears here, it is enough to prove that Liao Ming was killed by this guy.

"Nanming Fengyan!"

They also saw the white flame under the alchemy furnace, which was the Nanming Phoenix Flame that they both dreamed of.

At the same time, the two of them were also amazed at the way Fang Ping responded to Huo Luan's attack.

Especially Zhao Wuji, who came from the Alchemy Hall, is also a strong fire attribute person, and he has rich experience in fighting enemies and refining alchemy.

But he had never thought about or seen an example of using the alchemy technique to activate the alchemy furnace and use the alchemy furnace to absorb the opponent's attacks.

The blazing flames that Qingluan spewed out could not cause the slightest harm to Fang Ping, and even Huo Luan himself seemed to be sucked away by the alchemy furnace.

Although Huang Pei'an was also surprised by Fang Ping's handling method, he did not hesitate in his tactics, controlling Huo Luan away, and unwillingly sprayed out a ball of flame again.

This time the flame was still easily absorbed by Fang Ping's controlled pill furnace.

The alchemy furnace slowly rotated in front of him. Under the alchemy furnace, Nanming Fengyan released a faint power, easily refining the flames that the alchemy furnace had just absorbed.

Fang Ping said calmly: "Huang Pei'an, I haven't seen you for so many years and you are still such a waste."

Huang Pei'an was stunned, stared at Fang Ping and said, "Who are you?"

"You still haven't recognized me until now?"

Huang Pei'an did not continue to attack for a while, but just stared at Fang Ping, his mind was racing, and he went through all the people he knew in his mind, but he was still unable to confirm the identity of the other party.

"Whoever you are, if I kill you, I will know."

Since he couldn't think of anything, Huang Pei'an stopped wasting his thoughts. A ring on the index finger of his left hand suddenly burst into spiritual light. He changed the fingers of his hands one after another, and suddenly pointed toward the sky: "Meteor and Fire Rain!"

Fang Ping twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and said calmly: "You haven't made any progress at all!"

The narrow mine around the body disappeared and was replaced by a void of space. There were low black clouds in the sky. Suddenly, a violently burning meteorite broke through the dark clouds and hit Fang Ping with a long tail of flames. .

Then the second one, the third one...

Soon the black clouds in the sky were dispersed by the meteorites one after another.

What Fang Ping saw was that a total of eighty-one fist-sized meteorites were roaring and falling towards Fang Ping.

Fang Ping took his time and waved his hand, and thick water mist steamed up. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding area was enveloped by thick mist.

At the moment when the water mist formed, the seal in Fang Ping's hand transformed into a nine-layer water curtain forming in front of him, blocking him from the meteorite.

The meteorite fell and passed through the mist without any hindrance.

As a result, the moment it entered the water mist, the fiercely burning flames on the meteorite began to slowly weaken.

It turned out that this was not ordinary water mist, but pure water-attribute spiritual energy released by Fang Ping.

This water mist seems ordinary, but it is constantly consuming the power of the meteorite as it passes by.

"puff"

The meteorites were extremely fast and rushed through the water mist into the water curtain almost instantly. At this moment, their impact speed suddenly slowed down.

It turns out that the water curtain is full of ice crystals that are about to freeze. After the meteorite enters, it is blocked by these ices and further consumes their power.

After passing through the nine-layer water curtain, more than half of the meteorite's power has been consumed, leaving only three or four layers.

But even so, once a meteorite passes through the water curtain, Fang Ping will flick his finger, and small ice shields will appear in front of the meteorite in time, blocking the meteorite's attack again.

After going through layers of obstacles, there were very few meteorites that could really break through various defenses and came to Fang Ping. All of them were directly chopped into pieces by a flaming sword in Fang Ping's hand.

"Water element, fire element, wood element, ice element...you are...Fang Ping, it's you!"

At this moment, Huang Pei'an finally knew who the guy in front of him was.

"Fang Ping? Is he Fang Ping?" Even Zhao Wuji was surprised.

"Inseparable, he is Fang Ping." Huang Pei'an explained: "From the time we met until now, he has demonstrated various attributes of skills, and these attributes are all performed by relying on his own energy.

Apart from Fang Ping, I have never heard of another monk who cultivates multiple spiritual roots. "

Huang Pei analyzed it together, and Zhao Wuji couldn't help but nod: "But isn't he trapped in the secret realm of the Fallen Spirit?"

"Yes, it stands to reason that he should have been trapped and died in the Falling Spirit Secret Realm." Huang Pei'an's eyes lit up, and he suddenly raised his hands towards Zhao Wuji and said: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Zhao, congratulations to Senior Brother Zhao."

Zhao Wuji was slightly stunned and asked, "What's the joy?"

"Senior Brother, think about it, this Fang Ping was supposed to be trapped in the secret realm, but now he appears here, and there are two puppets beside him, what does this mean?

This shows that Fang Ping has successfully obtained the inheritance of Tiangong Pavilion and mastered the means to enter and exit the secret realm of the Fallen Spirit. "

Zhao Wuji also had a look of surprise on his face when he heard this, and stared at Fang Ping, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with fiery eyes.

If this is the case, then you are very lucky.

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"It's me. I thought you would recognize me when you saw these two puppets, but I didn't expect you didn't recognize me until now." Fang Ping revealed his true face, shook his head and sneered.

"Yes, who would have thought that you, who was only at the ninth level of foundation building, could actually be pulled out from the secret realm, and also possess such a powerful strength." Huang Pei'an said: "Since your identity is exposed, you now have only two choices."

Fang Ping asked curiously: "Oh? I would like to hear more."

"First, offer all your treasures and secrets with both hands, and surrender to Brother Zhao, and Brother Zhao will protect you.

Second, we kill you and look for opportunities from you."

After Huang Pei'an confirmed Fang Ping's identity, Huang Pei'an instantly thought of the most favorable treatment method and result for himself.

"Yes, come to me, I will help you solve all your troubles, so that you don't have to continue to live in such a secretive way." Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with a gleam of light: "But if you are stubborn, then I can only do it myself and take away all your opportunities.

Of course, in order to ensure the accuracy of all information, it is inevitable to search your soul."

Fang Ping said disdainfully: "You want to protect me? Are you worthy? I don't know who was beaten by Master Ye Chang a few days ago and hid in the depths of Qiyun Mountains and dared not come out?"

It would be fine if Ye Chang was not mentioned. As soon as Ye Chang was mentioned, Zhao Wuji suddenly became uneasy.

After the auction, he already knew that the cultivator with thunder attribute was Ye Chang.

Being chased and hammered by Ye Chang some time ago, Zhao Wuji lost all his face, and his hatred for Ye Chang in his heart was simply beyond words.

He had already decided in his heart that if he succeeded in condensing the pill in the future, the first thing he would do was to slap Ye Chang to death to vent his anger.

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