An Ordinary Path to Immortality

In the blink of an eye, Fang Ping has been in seclusion for five months.

After this month of fighting each other, the two sects each suffered a lot of casualties.

So in the sixth month, both sides were a little overwhelmed, and they tacitly agreed to withdraw most of their main forces to heal their injuries.

They just sent some monks to guard various resource points.

It was at this time that Fang Ping came out of seclusion for a moment, and then entered Luoyun's Taolin Cave Mansion without any news again.

Luo Yun had just obtained the Golden Pill not long ago, but because she mastered the rules of water, had many magic weapons to protect herself, and had Qian Hai secretly protecting her, Fairy Luo Yun had gone crazy in the past few months.

When others go to kill Tiansha Sect monks, they basically do it secretly, knocking on sap, setting traps, beating others when there are many, and all kinds of underhanded tricks take turns.

And Fairy Luo Yun unleashed her golden elixir's initial aura with all her strength, flying everywhere on the Tiansha Sect's territory.

As long as you meet people from the Tiansha Sect, they will start fighting without saying anything.

It doesn't matter whether it's Qi refining, foundation building, or golden elixir, there's no way to back down as long as you encounter it.

Although her cultivation level is not high, she can now beat the average middle-stage Jindan monks into panic.

Even if he encounters a demon cultivator in the late Jindan stage, Qian Hai will have the same thought and the other party will run away in embarrassment.

One Luo Yun, plus another Ye Chang who was equally unscrupulous and chased and killed Tiansha Sect monks everywhere.

Qi Yun Shuangjiao's reputation is that he has reached the golden elixir realm from the Qi refining stage.

"I'm so angry. I'm so high-profile, but that guy named Guanyu Demon Lord doesn't even dare to come forward."

After he and Fang Ping practiced together, Luo Yun was so angry that he gritted his teeth when talking about his experiences in the past few months.

She ran rampant in the Tiansha Sect's territory with such a high profile just to seek revenge on Guanyu.

It's a pity that that guy didn't dare to come forward at all. Even if the entire Tiansha Sect knew that Luo Yun, who was like a female killer, was looking for him, he still hid and didn't dare to come forward.

Fang Ping comforted her and said: "Don't worry, leave the matter of revenge to me. My clone has sneaked into the Tiansha Sect. He will find an opportunity to deal with that guy, and he will die miserably."

"Will your clone be exposed? Is it dangerous? Or let him come back. If he is exposed and destroyed, it is not worth it." Luo Yun worried.

She knew that in order to collect materials and refine the clone, Fang Ping spent almost as much resources as the entire Qi Yunzong industry.

Fang Ping held Luo Yun in his arms: "As long as you can help my wife avenge her, it will cost me my life. A mere clone doesn't mean anything."

Luo Yun pinched Fang Ping angrily: "Don't say such unlucky words. In the future, we will ascend together, become immortals together, live forever together, and be together forever. How can we discuss life and death over such a trivial matter?"

"As you command, my master's wife!"

Being cared about by his beloved made Fang Ping feel filled with happiness.

He turned over and pressed Luo Yun under him again. His fiery eyes stared at Luo Yun's pretty face, where the blush still lingered: "Let's continue practicing. Your soul still has a long way to go before it can transform into a Yang Shen. There can be no slacking off for a moment.”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and pressed Luo Yun's red lips, and at the same time, his hands began to move on the silky and satin-like skin...

After the clouds disappeared and the rain stopped, Luo Yun lay on Fang Ping and scolded: "Didn't you agree to train the gods? Why were you just exercising?"

Fang Ping caressed Luo Yun's smooth back with satisfaction: "Nonsense, I obviously helped you open your voice."

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The young couple here work hard and work tirelessly for common progress.

On the other side, in front of Fang Ping's clone, a Tiansha Sect foundation-building monk was kneeling and begging for mercy.

"Senior, please spare your life. This junior just slaughtered a few mortal villages to refine blood pills. The crime is not worthy of death."

There was no emotion or anger on the clone's stern and gloomy face. He asked in a low tone, "A sin that does not lead to death? You have killed nearly a thousand mortals, and you still say that a crime does not lead to death? Isn't the life of a mortal a life?"

"They are just mortals. In the eyes of monks like us, mortals are no more than ants. The lives of ants..."

He couldn't speak any more, because the clone's powerful aura had already suppressed him, causing the foundation-building demon to enter the Ice Cave.

The clone said coldly: "According to this, my cultivation level is higher than yours, so I can regard you as an ant and can decide your life or death at will?"

"Senior, please forgive me. This junior is a monk of the Tiansha Sect. All the disciples in the sect do this... There are even some people who are more ruthless than the junior..."

"Even now, you still don't think your behavior was wrong?"

The demon cultivator's eyes suddenly lit up in confusion, and he quickly sent the blood pill that had just been refined with the blood essence of nearly a thousand mortals to the clone:

"This is the blood elixir that the junior has just refined. Please accept it, senior..."

Fang Ping sighed, knowing that this demon cultivator might have mistaken his intention and thought that he was coveting his blood pill.

He placed his palms on the opponent's head, and while searching for his soul, he used the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Strategy to suck him dry.

"Immortals have their immortal ways, and demons have their devil ways. They have different names and different ways, but they are just differences in their cultivation methods.

You don't think about practicing, but you commit the evil act of killing mortals and absorbing their essence and blood. They are called demons, but they are actually evil, evil, disaster, and harm. Your actions taint the word "demon" and you deserve to be swallowed by this deity. "

What he said was so high-sounding that if he were met by any of the righteous monks who were slaying demons and protecting the way, he would definitely become their confidant.

Of course, the blood pill clone will not be wasted, and will also be absorbed by him.

He burped comfortably, and the demonic energy circulated in his body, refining the impurities he had just swallowed and absorbing only the essence.

He exhaled a breath of foul air to expel the impurities from his body, and said with a bit of disgust on his face: "It just so happens that I don't have a name or identity yet, so I will temporarily use your identity to sneak into the Tiansha Sect."

The purest demonic energy is running in his body, and he is a genuine demon cultivator.

However, when he was refined, Fang Ping not only taught him many secret techniques that he mastered, but also instilled the true concept of demon cultivation into his mind.

There are two kinds of energy in the world, one clear and one turbid. The clear one is spiritual, and the turbid one is demon.

The real demon cultivators are actually the same as ordinary cultivators. They absorb the demon energy between heaven and earth to strengthen their cultivation, just like cultivators absorb spiritual energy.

It's just that there are always those who are not firm in their minds or have bad intentions. They always think of using some crooked ways to improve their cultivation during the practice.

These people will do anything to achieve their goals. They use the characteristics of demon energy to deduce some despised skills and methods, and commit one after another unscrupulous and inhumane tragedy after another.

The reputation of the demon cultivators was tarnished by these people.

So much so that they were completely abandoned by ordinary cultivators and regarded as demons by the cultivators. Everyone wanted to kill them, and even some real demon cultivators were affected.

Fang Ping thought about it when refining the clone, and finally used the blood of the devil and the foundation of the finger bone of the devil to make the clone a demon cultivator, so that he could deal with the upcoming demon chaos more easily in the future.

Because the clone needed to stay away from Fang Ping for a long time, Fang Ping could not monitor and control his every move at all, so he could only imprint the concept of true demon cultivation in his heart when refining.

Let him keep his bottom line when he can do whatever he wants as a demon cultivator.

With a wave of his hand, the shriveled corpse of the demon cultivator turned into dry powder and scattered between heaven and earth.

"Zhang Ren?" Fang Ping murmured: "What you did is not worthy of your name at all."