An Ordinary Path to Immortality

"Is it really possible?" Fang Ping asked uncertainly.

"Of course it is possible, but unfortunately, I have never heard of anyone succeeding." Huo Dongyan said: "If you have nine spiritual roots, you can give it a try. I believe you will succeed."

Fang Ping was eager to try, but he couldn't help but complain about Huo Dongyan. This was just a big talk.

It seemed that evolving nine spiritual roots into Dao fetuses was as simple as eating and drinking water.

Fang Ping would naturally not be bewitched by him, but this illusory little temptation made Fang Ping feel a little bit of expectation.

After all, people always have dreams, and cultivators certainly need them too.

Of course, there is a more important point. If he doesn't agree now, it seems that he can't get away.

"Brother Huo, I already have eight spiritual roots, so I don't mind having one more."

"Well, you are worthy of being the person I like. You are really courageous."

Huo Dongyan praised Fang Ping, and then urged the people in the altar to send out the Heavenly Demon Essence Blood quickly.

As a result, the other party was very determined. If he didn't give him the Thunder Tribulation Mist Drops, he wouldn't give him the Essence Blood, which made Huo Dongyan so angry that he jumped up and down.

Fang Ping had no choice but to take out the last two drops and take them all out: "There are only these two drops of Thunder Tribulation Mist Drops left, and there will definitely be no more."

After sending one drop to the auction, Fang Ping originally had three drops, but because the price of the drops was really tempting, Fang Ping asked the Pavilion Master to secretly trade with the two great masters Mingquan Chengyu, and he also received bids from them.

Now he only has two drops left, one less than the request of the existence behind the altar.

He took out the Thunder Tribulation Mist Drops, and Huo Dongyan and the existence in the altar were silent.

In the end, Huo Dongyan took the two jade bottles handed over by Fang Ping with a strange look on his face, opened them and took a look, and after confirming that they were Thunder Tribulation Mist Drops, he put one of them in his pocket and put the other drop on the altar.

The being in the altar was very dissatisfied with Huo Dongyan's behavior: "What do you want this thing for?"

"Is it your business? Do you want it or not? If you don't want it, I'll take both drops."

He was about to take the drop on the altar, but in the end he grabbed nothing.

"Two drops is two drops. The Heavenly Demon Essence Blood is for you. If you can completely absorb and refine it, it will be enough to produce a demon root in your body. With a demon root and practicing magic skills, you will not be able to activate the Demon Breaking Talisman."

Huo Dongyan took a deep sniff of the Heavenly Demon Essence Blood intoxicatedly, and looked at Fang Ping with a strange face and said: "A cultivator with multiple spiritual roots in the foundation-building stage who can even take out two drops of thunder tribulation mist drops is indeed worth preventing."

There are many people with multiple spiritual roots in the world, even those who practice the five elements must have.

But being able to practice eight spiritual roots is no longer a simple matter of perseverance.

It is a matter of luck, opportunity and resources.

How many people in this world can have eight spiritual roots, and all eight spiritual roots are well managed. If you take out a single spiritual root, the talent is not inferior to the genius with two spiritual roots.

In addition, seven of the eight spiritual roots have been cultivated to the ninth level of foundation building, and the remaining one is also in the middle stage of foundation building.

It is precisely because of this that Huo Dongyan feels that Fang Ping is definitely not a simple guy.

After several exchanges, he felt more and more that Fang Ping was very likely born with luck and would have great achievements in the future.

That's why he secretly followed and guarded him, so that he could appear in time when Fang Ping was facing an almost certain death today.

"You should first familiarize yourself with this method, and then use this method to refine the demon spiritual root."

Huo Dongyan handed Fang Ping a jade token, and Fang Ping's consciousness fell into it, and immediately a huge amount of information flooded into his mind.

"Swallowing the Sky True Demon Strategy", swallowing all things into true demonic energy to strengthen oneself.

If this method is cultivated to a high level, in a single thought, it can even break through the space barrier and directly swallow and absorb the chaotic energy.

Fang Ping was stunned. He had seen the horror of the chaotic energy before. At that time, he was almost sucked dry by the chaotic energy.

In front of the chaotic energy, Fang Ping had no ability to resist at all. He could only watch everything about him being washed away bit by bit in the chaotic energy.

"Concentrate your mind and concentrate on comprehending."

Huo Dongyan's voice sounded in his ears, and Fang Ping hurriedly began to comprehend the True Demon Strategy.

The more he comprehended, the more he felt that this technique was profound and obscure.

The techniques and classics he had comprehended before were often completed quickly.

However, this time, he felt that the progress was slow. Although he comprehended wholeheartedly, the progress was still slow.

In this difficult situation, Fang Ping gradually lost his perception of the outside world, and his whole mind was attracted by this profound and powerful magic technique.

As he comprehended this technique more and more deeply, his perception and understanding of the magic practice became deeper.

At least from this technique, it was really like what Huo Dongyan said.

Cultivators can practice normally, tempering themselves step by step.

However, they can also use the skills to devour the flesh and blood of mortals and cultivators to improve their cultivation more quickly.

Whether they are immortals or demons depends on the cultivator's thoughts.

Suddenly, Fang Ping felt a pure and powerful breath with a dark and gloomy aura entering his body.

Then he saw a drop of blood essence emitting a dark light appear out of thin air in his dantian.

As soon as the blood essence appeared, a stream of magnificent demonic aura dissipated, hiding in his limbs and meridians and disappearing.

A lot of negative emotions suddenly rose in Fang Ping's mind, and a wave of bloodthirsty and brutal murderous intent rose out of nowhere, making Fang Ping's mind unstable, and he just wanted to vent his cultivation.

At the same time, after this energy entered his body, Fang Ping felt that every bone, flesh, and meridian in his body was filled, as if his body would burst directly as long as he moved slightly.

At this time, Huo Dongyan's voice sounded in Fang Ping's ears: "Run the exercises, absorb and refine the blood of the devil, keep your mind tight, and don't be eroded by the devil."

As Huo Dongyan's voice sounded, Fang Ping suddenly felt that the expansion of his body stopped abruptly, although it did not disappear.

Fang Ping guessed that Huo Dongyan must have stopped the blood of the devil from continuing to emit energy, so that he would not be blown up by the energy of the blood of the devil.

Fang Ping did not care about continuing to comprehend the exercises, and hurriedly ran what he had just comprehended, refining a little bit of the blood of the devil into the dantian, and then disappeared in the dantian without a trace.

Wisps of black air entered the soul space from the outside world, and soon filled the entire soul space, and then began to erode and consume Fang Ping's soul, trying to occupy the soul.

Whenever a wisp of soul was consumed by the black air, Fang Ping's mind would follow with a trace of bloody and violent feelings.

What Fang Ping found most incredible was that in the depths of his soul, there were actually wisps of black smoke spreading out from his soul.

Fang Ping was a little confused for a while, but he soon realized that these evil spirits generated from the inside out should be the evil spirits that merged with his soul when he helped Luo Yun heal his injuries.

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