An Ordinary Path to Immortality

"I only know that the Mist Hidden Grass is about 300 miles east of the market, but I don't know where it is exactly.

Also, the Mist Hidden Grass was discovered and cultivated by Fairy Luo Yun, a foundation-building elder of the Law Enforcement Hall of Qiyun Sect, and her senior brother Ye Chang.

It seems that it will mature in less than two years."

"Luo Yun? I didn't expect that this girl is not only pretty, but also so lucky." The black-robed monk smiled grimly and said:

"Well done, these few soul-returning pills are for you. Continue to inquire after you go back, and don't tell other people about this news, understand?"

"Of course, I will definitely not tell anyone else."

One piece of news was exchanged for a bottle of soul-returning pills. The disciple now only wanted to tell the news to other Tiansha Sect elders in exchange for more rewards.

As for Elder Yang's warning, he didn't take it seriously at all. After all, he was hiding in the territory of Qiyun Sect all day, and it was not so easy for Elder Yang to take action against him.

But before he had time to think about which elder to tell next, Elder Yang suddenly stretched out his palm and slapped him on the top of his head.

He died with his eyes wide open: "Elder Yang, you..."

"The fog-hiding grass is the main ingredient for refining the Huanglong Pill that breaks through the foundation-building stage and reaches the golden pill. It is better for me to keep such important information secret."

After killing the Qiyun Sect disciple, Elder Yang burned his body with a fireball and left without looking back.

Perhaps because Fang Ping's cave had not been opened for several months, the outside was already covered with weeds and vines, which made Elder Yang relax his vigilance.

From beginning to end, he did not even use his spiritual sense to search the vicinity carefully.

Otherwise, he only needed to use his spiritual sense to scan it once, and he would be able to find the location of Fang Ping's cave not far away.

Watching the body of the Qiyun Sect disciple turn into ashes bit by bit, leaving only two storage bags gradually covered by ashes, Fang Ping almost walked out of the cave to pick up the two storage bags.

But in the end he still endured it, because he felt that Elder Yang's behavior of destroying the body after killing people but not taking away the other party's storage bags was too abnormal.

Sure enough, not long after, the black-robed Elder Yang returned and took away the two storage bags with a wave of his hand.

While breaking the mark of the original owner of the storage bag, he whispered: "No one has come to pick up the storage bag for so long, it seems that he really came alone."

After putting away the storage bag, he extended his consciousness and began to search and check the nearby area, but only spared the valley.

Seeing the other party leave again, Fang Ping breathed a sigh of relief and secretly thanked: "This is the dark under the lamp, my luck is really good."

He really didn't dare to think that if his cave was discovered by the other party, would he have ended up like the traitor of Qiyun Sect now.

"The Tiansha Sect actually planted spies in the Qiyun Sect. It seems that these two major sects still don't want the other party to be at peace."

After being in the market for so long, Fang Ping naturally heard a lot of news about the Qiyun Sect.

Among them was the grudge with the Tiansha Sect.

The founders of the two major sects were powerful men of the same era, but one was good and the other was evil, with equal strength and old rivals.

They fought each other for hundreds of years and neither of them was convinced by the other. In the end, when their lifespans were running out, they saw through the difference between good and evil and became friends. www.x33xs.com

Then the two agreed that since they could not decide the winner, they would each establish their own sect and let the descendants continue to fight to see whose Taoism would be destroyed by the other.

Then the two major sects have been arguing since their founding.

They have to fight every now and then.

Fight for disciples, fight for territory, fight for resources, fight for the other party's wedding, fight for the other party's funeral.

The two major sects have been fighting for more than a thousand years. Although each has won and lost, and countless disciples have been killed and injured, neither side can do anything to the other.

Because of this, no one else came to the huge Qiyun Mountain Range to establish a sect.

"Luo Yun? Ye Chang?" Fang Ping's mind flashed with the figures of Fairy Sister and Senior Brother Ye.

"More than 300 miles east of the market, could it be the place where I met them the night before I came to the market?"

Fang Ping recalled the scene that night when Fairy Sister Luo Yun and Ye Chang came on a flying boat and then disappeared into the formation.

"It is probably there, so should I find a chance to tell Fairy Sister the news?"

But soon, Fang Ping threw this idea out of his mind.

Because his own future is uncertain now, he may be slapped to death by Shao Qing's parents at any time, so how can he have time to care about others.

This little episode did not have much impact on Fang Ping.

After all, the world of immortal cultivators is like this, the weak are preyed on by the strong, and you may die without a burial place at any time.

This is the world of immortal cultivators, which is more dangerous than the mortal world.

After practicing in the cave for a few more days, seeing that the next full moon night is coming, Fang Ping finally received the sound transmission note sent by the shopkeeper again.

The three Lishan immortals were extremely lucky and caught the unicorn, and successfully got rid of the siege of many cultivators and successfully sent the unicorn to Qiyun Sect.

This news has spread in the four markets around Qiyun Sect, and the three Lishan immortals will soon return to Hongshan Market.

After receiving the news, Fang Ping is even less likely to go out, because he placed a sound transmission talisman in Zhang Yuan's hut.

After the three Lishan immortals return, Zhang Yuan and others will get the news when they see the sound transmission talisman, and they will definitely go to Changqing Dan Pavilion to inquire about the situation.

If they are willing to help me get through this, they will definitely contact me.

But if they don't contact me, I might as well not go anywhere and practice in seclusion here for more than a year. When Qiyun Sect opens its doors to accept disciples, my cultivation will definitely meet the requirements to join Qiyun Sect.

At that time, I will sneak out and join Qiyun Sect. Even if I am just a chores disciple, it is better than living in fear here all day.

Thinking about it, Fang Ping practiced more diligently until one day, he received a sound transmission note from Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan told him through the sound transmission note that the three immortals of Lishan had already known Fang Ping's experience and asked about Fang Ping's location. They wanted to escort Fang Ping back to the market to confront Shao Qing's parents.

At this moment, Fang Ping was like a child who had been wronged and finally waited for someone to support him. He wanted to see the three immortals of Lishan immediately.

Of course, Fang Ping did not walk out of the cave blindly. He just sent a sound transmission note to the three immortals of Lishan to inform them of his location, and then waited for the three immortals of Lishan to arrive.

However, not long after, two figures, a man and a woman, rushed towards here in the night.

As soon as they landed, the male cultivator swung out a long sword, which turned into more than a thousand spiritual swords and bombarded the valley indiscriminately.

"Here."

The female cultivator shouted, pulled out a silver hairpin from her head, pinched the spiritual formula with her hand, and the silver hairpin shone brightly, directly bombarding Fang Ping's cave.

The female cultivator shouted angrily: "Fang Ping, you killed my son, today is your death."

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