An Ordinary Path to Immortality

These seven people are indeed from the Blood Sword Demon Sect, and the young man leading them is the son of the leader of the Blood Sword Demon Sect.

The Demon Alliance suddenly went into riot, catching the monks in Yunzhou off guard. After driving away all the major sects in Yunzhou, the strong men of the Demon Alliance were preparing to invade Zhangzhou while digesting the fruits of victory.

At this critical moment, news came that Annanfang City, located on the border of Yunzhou and Zhangzhou, was going to hold an auction. Without saying a word, the young sect leader came with a few confidants, waiting for the time for the auction to start. By the way, Find out the true and false status of monk Zhangzhou.

As a result, just a few days ago, the confidants he sent accidentally met a Bailian Sect disciple, and after searching his soul, they actually got the news about Cishan Island.

For this reason, he specially sneaked into this place to observe secretly, and finally came to the conclusion that there were not many strong people stationed here, only some Bailianmen disciples and miners in the Qi Refining Period.

That's why he left a mark unscrupulously and reported it to the young sect leader.

Later, the mark was removed by Fang Ping, leaving the young sect leader and the others lost in the vast sea. It took them two more days to find Cishan Island, which was isolated overseas.

The young sect leader and the others are powerful men in the late stage of foundation building. Under the shroud of spiritual consciousness, every move of the miners and Bailian Sect disciples cannot escape their perception.

“It sure is a magnet, and production seems to be peaking.”

"The person controlling Cishan Island now is actually an outsider and not a disciple of Bailian Sect?"

"A mere casual cultivator in the late stage of foundation building actually attempts to monopolize Cishan Island. How brave he is."

"Damn it, there is no spiritual energy at all. Is this a place where people can stay?"

"Young Sect Master, we are already on the verge of breaking through. That Chen Huaijing seems to be at the age where he is full of vitality and blood. If he doesn't know what is good and what is bad..."

"Okay, if he doesn't know what's good and what's good, you guys just go and devour all his energy and spirit."

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Several people talked in low voices and headed towards the top of the mountain without restraint.

Based on various information, they can be absolutely sure that there is only one strong person on the island, Chen Huaijing, who is in the late stage of foundation building.

He is even the only monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

And all seven of them are in the late stage of foundation building. When their strength is enough to absolutely crush them, they don't need to have any scruples at all.

"Oh, I thought that Chen Huaijing must be a person who can control this island, but I didn't expect that he turned out to be a waste."

"We have been on the island for so long, and he still has no reaction. It seems that casual cultivators are just casual cultivators and are not worth mentioning at all."

"Could it be that when the young sect leader arrived, he was so frightened that he peed his pants and ran away?"

The young sect master's subordinates couldn't help but ridicule him. Even if Chen Huaijing had extraordinary abilities, he couldn't make any waves in front of the seven of them.

Standing on the platform at the top of the mountain, seven people lined up and looked at the cave in front of them with playful expressions.

At this point, the people in the cave still haven't shown up. In their opinion, whether the other party is hiding in the cave and not daring to come out, or they still haven't noticed their arrival, this is their reason to ridicule the other party.

They waited for a while, but still saw no reaction from the cave. Just as someone next to the young sect leader was about to make a sarcastic comment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the door of the cave.

"Your distinguished guest is here. I will welcome you from afar. I hope you will forgive me." Fang Ping faced the seven people with a calm demeanor and no trace of panic.

"Are you Chen Huaijing, the current controller of Cishan Island?" A person on the ninth floor of the foundation asked in a condescending manner.

Fang Ping said: "Exactly, I wonder why you come to the island?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Another person on the ninth level of the foundation building said impatiently: "This is the young sect leader of the Yunzhou Blood Sword Sect. The young sect master came in person, and he quickly knelt down to greet him. He offered Cishan Island and transferred his soul to him. Hand over the seal and become the young sect master’s servant from now on.”

Fang Ping looked at each other indifferently and said: "Fellow Taoists, are you too overbearing? If you want this Cishan Island, I will give it to you. Why are you so aggressive?"

"Young Master will give you a chance to be loyal because this island still has some value. Otherwise, you would have been a corpse long ago. Not only are you ungrateful, you actually dare to blame us for being aggressive."

"You are so presumptuous that you dare to be disrespectful to the young sect leader. You should be killed." Someone scolded him.

"Kneel down, thank the young sect master for not killing him, and then obediently offer the soul mark."

The young sect master's men scolded him one after another, leaving Fang Ping stunned for a moment.

The behavior of these guys reminded him of his mother's experience when she was bullied by Wang Jizong and his thugs when she was still alive.

The behavior of these people in front of them was almost exactly the same as that of Wang Jizong and others.

Fang Ping said: "According to your wishes, you are robbing me of Cishan Island, and I have to kneel down to thank you?"

"The young sect leader has taken a liking to this island. That is your blessing."

"Following the young sect master will be your greatest opportunity in this life and your wisest choice."

Fang Ping smiled disdainfully and said, "Then what if I refuse?"

Several people on the other side sneered and threatened: "I asked you to join the Young Sect Master for the sake of the magnet mine and your late-stage cultivation of foundation. If you don't know what is good and what is bad, then don't blame us for being rude."

"I would like to hear the details. I wonder how you can be so rude?" Fang Ping asked calmly.

"Do you know the pain of searching for souls?"

"Do you know the pain of the blood-devouring demon sword running inside your body, sucking all your energy and energy bit by bit?"

"After being swallowed, I will save your life and let you be my human elixir. From now on, every piece of spiritual power you develop will be swallowed by me and become my cultivation."

Listening to the other party's cruel threats, Fang Ping's expression remained unchanged. After they finished speaking, Fang Ping said calmly: "Listening to what you said, I think there must be many such evil things."

One person laughed lewdly and said: "Haha, compared to the female cultivator from Baihua Valley in Yunzhou, your fate will be easier."

After this person finished speaking, the others all showed lewd and weird smiles, and some even had a look of aftertaste on their faces.

"Boy, our patience is limited. We are giving you one last chance. Whether you choose to surrender or be devoured by us, you can choose between the two paths."

Fang Ping shook his head and said, "I choose the third way."

"What third way?" The young sect leader spoke for the first time. He looked at Fang Ping with interest, feeling that the guy in front of him seemed a little too calm.

Fang Ping said: "You are the young sect leader of the Blood Sword Sect. I think you should have a lot of good things in your possessions. I happen to be very interested in your storage bags."

Before Fang Ping finished speaking, the expressions of the young sect leader and others changed greatly, and they all shouted out, wondering whether the guy in front of him had lost his mind and gone crazy, how dared to speak so shamelessly.

"You guys come together and take down this ignorant thing and let him know what life is worse than death." The young sect master felt that he was greatly offended.

Fang Ping sneered and snapped his fingers, and a formation light curtain rose up, covering them before they could react.

Then lines of mist began to fill the formation, and soon enveloped several people.

. You provide the master Yijie with a gentle and ordinary path to immortality.