An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Three days later, the demon cultivators attacked again, and the war started again.

But Fang Ping did not participate in this war.

Because not long after the war started, he and seven ninth-level foundation cultivators left Liangjian Mountain under the cover of the yellow-faced golden elixir and headed towards the direction of the Yunzhou demon cultivators.

The seven people included men, women, young and old, and each of them practiced at least two types of skills.

There was even a cultivator with four spiritual roots who practiced four types of skills at the same time.

After they secretly advanced more than a hundred miles, the yellow-faced golden elixir gave each of them a black pill, and they had to watch them take it with their own eyes.

Fang Ping and the others had known the result long ago, but when they really took the black pill in their hands, they inevitably hesitated.

"What, do you want to regret it?" The yellow-faced golden elixir said in a bad tone.

His cold eyes swept over everyone, and a faint pressure enveloped them, as if as long as they made a slight move, the other party would directly kill them.

"Senior, you misunderstood. We will take it now." The oldest foundation-building cultivator among the group took the pill first.

Fang Ping had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the pill.

After taking the pill, Fang Ping only felt that strange and hideous black lines appeared on his pure meridians for no reason.

At the same time, there was an additional black light spot in his soul.

"This pill is called the Demon Pattern Pill. Within a month after taking it, all your energy auras will be accompanied by the devil's aura, and even the Nascent Soul strongmen will not be able to see the clues.

During this month, your cultivation strength will not be affected in any way, but if you can't get the antidote after a month, the pill seeds in your soul will devour your soul and release the devil's aura at the same time, which will pollute your soul.

As for the consequences of the soul being devoured and polluted by the devil's aura, I think I don't need to say more."

"Senior, please rest assured that we will complete the task within a month."

This time it was still the oldest cultivator who spoke.

"That's the best. Everyone, please be careful. I'll be waiting for your good news at Liangjian Mountain."

After saying that, the yellow-faced golden pill turned around and returned.

Fang Ping and the other eight stood there, looking at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Damn it!" A cultivator who looked to be in his thirties gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Be careful with your words!" The old man whispered, "Now that things have come to this, we can only blame you and me for our bad luck. We have ended up in this situation."

"Don't say anything. We have limited time. The only way out is to quickly adapt to the changes in the magic pattern pill and then destroy the Ten Directions Blood Evil Altar and come back to get the antidote." The only female cultivator among the few people advised.

"The Blood Evil Altar is so crucial to the demon cultivators, how can we destroy it?"

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have practiced multiple attribute skills together."

"Yeah, I don't know what I did wrong. Why didn't I stay in the sect? I had to come here to kill demons and exorcise demons. Now, I'm caught by the so-called shitty famous sects as cannon fodder."

Listening to the dissatisfied complaints of these people, Fang Ping did not interrupt, but just stood silently in the corner without saying a word.

"Brother, why don't you say anything?" the female cultivator asked Fang Ping.

"There's nothing to say. Things have come to this point. If you don't have the ability to resist, the only way is to complete the task with all your strength."

Just now, Fang Ping had checked his soul. The seed of the magic pattern was deep in his soul, emitting a faint strange breath, which could even make his soul and consciousness carry a trace of demonic aura.

Make yourself look no different from a demon cultivator.

"Yeah, things have come to this point. Instead of wasting time here, it's better to think about what to do next." The old man said.

"What else can we do? Get close to the altar, blend in with the demon cultivators, find a chance to activate the Five Elements Demon-Breaking Thunder Talisman, and then complete the task and go home to sleep." A young cultivator said lightly.

What he said was exactly the task that the yellow-faced golden elixir gave them.

That was to let them sneak into a valley at the junction of two states two thousand miles away, where the demon cultivators built an altar that was said to be able to break through the void and communicate with the demons outside the domain.

They only needed to get close to the altar and then sacrifice the Demon-Breaking Thunder Talisman that was said to have taken several Yuanying ancestors decades of cultivation to refine to complete the task.

But Fang Ping felt that things didn't seem that simple.

Because the yellow-faced golden elixir didn't tell them what the altar was used for, why the demon cultivators built this altar, whether they could destroy the altar after activating the Demon-Breaking Talisman, and whether the sudden attack of the demon cultivators this time was related to this altar.

Fang Ping had raised these questions before, but the other party did not respond, but just ordered Fang Ping and the others to just do it.

Fang Ping didn't answer any of his questions, which made Fang Ping feel that this mission was not that simple.

Fang Ping even felt that they were not the first group to do this, nor the only group.

They discussed for a while and confirmed their guesses, but they could not come to a conclusion. In the end, they could only move forward.

Fortunately, they were lucky along the way. Perhaps because they were already in the territory controlled by the demon cultivators, they did not encounter any accidents.

Occasionally, a demon cultivator would meet them and let them go after asking a few simple questions.

They just followed the rhetoric taught by Huang Lian Jin Dan, saying that they were ordered by the Black Flame Demon Lord to go to Zhangzhou to complete a secret mission. Now that the mission was completed, they needed to go to the Demon Lord to report.

Huang Lian Jin Dan and his men didn't know where they got this excuse from. Along the way, whenever they were questioned, as long as they told the name of the Black Flame Demon Lord, the demon cultivators would let them go with a look of panic.

After being terrified and cautious at the beginning, they found that this excuse actually worked. They began to assume this identity and marched forward in the territory controlled by the demon cultivators.

As they continued to move forward, they got closer and closer to their destination, and they encountered more and more demon cultivators.

Moreover, they also keenly discovered that the further they went, the stronger the demonic aura they felt around their bodies, and the more demon cultivators with high cultivation they encountered.

As early as two days ago, the eight of them had already divided into four groups according to the pre-planned plan, two by two, and acted separately.

With Fang Ping was the old cultivator with an old face.

It is less than a hundred miles from here to their destination. The two are no longer subordinates of the Black Flame Demon Lord. Instead, they have come from other states to make a pilgrimage and support the demon cultivators of Yunzhou.

. You provide the ordinary immortal road of the great god