An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Song Wujie turned and flew towards the formation, while transmitting a message to Fang Ping and Luo Yun: "This person is really an extraordinary person, and he is really the greatest cultivator I have ever seen in my life."

Fang Ping and Luo Yun were even more curious: "What do you mean, just because he saved your life?"

Fang Ping was puzzled, he had never heard of Song Wujie having any friends who had a life-long friendship with him.

What's more, the other party would rather sacrifice himself to escort Song Wujie away.

How come such a cultivator who is not only loyal but also extremely powerful has never helped Song Wujie before?

Song Wujie said: "No, in fact, I just met him not long ago."

"That's strange. If it's convenient, can I go with you to make friends?" There was nothing else to do, so it would be better to go and watch the fun.

It just so happened that he was also very curious about how Song Wujie was going to rescue the other party from the formation.

"Okay, I'll introduce him to you after I rescue him."

Song Wujie is a very outgoing person. He and Fang Ping have only met for the second time, but now they act like old friends.

Fang Ping didn't care. With the ability of him and Luo Yun working together, there are really few people in the same realm that he needs to be afraid of.

When the formation was activated, as more and more monks fell in the formation, the light curtain of the formation gradually became dim, and Fang Ping and his friends outside the formation could no longer see the situation inside the formation.

They came to the formation together. Song Wujie stared at Fang Ping vigilantly. Fang Ping understood and pulled Luo Yun back a little distance to signal: "Daoyou, please rest assured, I won't rob other people's treasures."

Song Wujie said without shame: "Daoyou misunderstood, and I don't mean to guard against you."

Fang Ping smiled slightly and watched Song Wujie take out a compass. After he formed a seal to activate the compass, a silver needle flew out of the compass.

It is indeed a spiritual treasure!

Before this, Fang Ping guessed that Song Wujie might use the magic treasure to break the formation.

Under Song Wujie's control, the silver needle slowly pierced the formation.

The moment the two came into contact, the formation in the area where the silver needle was located would light up with thick black smoke that seemed to be real, blocking the silver needle.

"What's going on? My magic treasure can't break the formation." Song Wujie was shocked.

Since getting this magic treasure that was specially created to break the formation, he has always been invincible and has never been blocked by any formation.

This time, the silver needle failed.

"It's not that my magic treasure is ineffective, but that this formation is too strange." Song Wujie saw the strange expressions of Fang Ping and Luo Yun, and hurriedly explained himself with a little embarrassment.

Fang Ping nodded silently and didn't say anything to hit him.

Song Wujie was already a little unsure at this time, mainly because his magic treasure couldn't break the formation, so he couldn't save Zuo Chunqiu, his savior.

If he couldn't save him, he would be considered to have broken his promise.

Although he looked somewhat uninhibited, he never cared about his reputation. He was cowardly when he should be, ran when he should run, and acted like a rogue when he should act like a rogue.

He knew that his rapid progress in cultivation would inevitably attract the covetousness of others. In order to survive, he often did some shameless things without caring about his face.

But in his heart, he always had his own principles. Without endangering his own life, he still hoped to rescue Zuo Chunqiu.

Of course, if he really couldn't rescue him, or if saving Zuo Chunqiu would endanger his life, then he would choose to give up.

After all, everything was not as important as his own life.

He tried several times in succession, but the result was still the same. The silver needle could not penetrate the defense of the formation.

Song Wujie was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. At first, he prayed a few words from time to time, and later he kept chattering while breaking the formation. If he failed to break the formation, he couldn't help but curse a few words.

In the end, seeing that he had exhausted all his spiritual energy for the third time, he was ready to give up.

The demon cultivator was very ambitious this time, and used a lot of valuable natural treasures to set up the formation.

The spiritual treasures that had been invincible in breaking the formation in the past were no longer effective in front of this formation.

Song Wujie had been traveling on the continent for many years, looking for various secret realms everywhere. Even some secret realms that had not yet been opened, most of the time he could use the silver needle to pierce the formation, and then use the compass to force a passage.

However, it didn't work this time.

After trying it for the last time and it still didn't work, Song Wujie put away the spiritual treasure dejectedly, while recovering the consumption, he said in an apologetic tone:

"Fellow Daoist Zuo Chunqiu, you really can't blame me this time. I didn't expect the formation to be so strong that my spiritual treasure couldn't be opened.

Don't worry, fellow Daoist, if you really die today..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a black screen in front of his eyes. Fang Ping and Luo Yun interrupted him with angry faces and asked excitedly:

"Who, who are you talking about?"

"Zuo Chunqiu? You are talking about Zuo Chunqiu, right?"

When Song Wujie saw the two people so excited, he instantly understood that the relationship between these two people and Zuo Chunqiu must be complicated.

He asked somewhat unconfidently: "Do you know Zuo Chunqiu?"

"Answer me, is the person who saved you Zuo Chunqiu?" Fang Ping asked in a deep voice.

Song Wujie nodded and said: "It was Zuo Chunqiu. He got a chance some time ago and his strength improved greatly. He also fought with that demon. Yes, by the way, he seems to be the master of Ye Chang of the Immortal Sect."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately felt a strong spiritual power fluctuation erupting from Fang Ping and Luo Yun.

Especially the weak, gentle, simple, generous and virtuous female cultivator Luo Yun, Song Wujie felt a strong murderous intent from her.

At this moment, he didn't care about the relationship between these two people and Zuo Chunqiu, and quickly spit out a copper coin.

The little spiritual energy left in his body surged wildly. In order to ensure that the power of the copper coin could burst out with full force, he bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Bang"

Luo Yun's slender hands discharged a ball of clear water, while Fang Ping was bare-handed, and the attacks of the two were blocked by the copper coin.

Song Wujie only felt a huge force coming, and the whole person vomited blood and flew backwards.

"What means did you use to make my master risk his life to protect you away?" Luo Yun gritted his teeth, murderous intent filled the air.

"I, you said Zuo Chunqiu is your master?" Song Wujie was stunned for a moment.

At the beginning, he followed Zuo Chunqiu and secretly eavesdropped on some of Zuo Chunqiu's words when he was talking to himself.

"How is my master now?" Luo Yun asked again.

Song Wujie's eyes rolled around. In his opinion, Zuo Chunqiu was most likely in danger now.

Even if he was not killed by the Saint Son's cultivators, he might have fought with the demon cultivators.

"I don't know either. I made an appointment with him to go back and save him as soon as I got out, but I didn't expect the formation set up by the demon cultivators to be so strong, and my methods could not break the formation at all."