An Ordinary Path to Immortality

The restriction was too weird. The harder they tried to break the restriction, the greater the backlash they received. After trying a few times, everyone gradually gave up on breaking the formation themselves.

They are all waiting for Ming Ke Mozi to arrive and let the strongest Taiyuan break the formation. If Taiyuan can break the restriction, everyone will definitely not sit back and watch the secret treasure fall by the wayside.

Meng Qi sneered: "Everyone is a ghost. I'm afraid that if everyone joins forces, they won't be able to prevent Taiyuan from obtaining the secret treasure."

Zuo Chunqiu said: "This is also human nature. Since you are not strong enough to break the formation, let someone with sufficient strength take action, and then everyone can fish in troubled waters."

"In the final analysis, it's just a fluke. So why are we not like this?" Ye Chang also smiled and said with a bit of self-deprecation.

Luo Yun stood next to Fang Ping. Seeing that Fang Ping seemed to be a little absent-minded all the time, Luo Yun couldn't help but ask Fang Ping: "You feel that your state of mind seems a little unstable. Is there something wrong?"

She and Fang Ping were dual cultivators, and they had formed a concentric knot. When they were closer, she could vaguely feel Fang Ping's abnormal state of mind.

As Luo Yun said, Fang Ping was indeed a little anxious at this time.

Since Wood Toad had sensed the secret treasure, he directed Fang Ping to come here, but after arriving here, Wood Toad showed no reaction.

Also, he always felt that if he stepped forward and tried, Mu Chan would most likely break the restriction.

But if this is the case, he will definitely become the target of public criticism and will be besieged by everyone.

But if we don't take action now, Mingke Mozi and Taiyuan will arrive later. Given Taiyuan's power, even if everyone takes action together, they may not be able to stop Taiyuan.

"Wait a little longer. I want to step forward and give it a try. If I am lucky enough to get the secret treasure, please help me to cover my departure." Fang Ping said thoughtfully.

"That's natural. Didn't we agree before?" Meng Qi responded directly without thinking.

"It's better to go directly now, otherwise things will change if you wait too long." Ye Chang said.

"Let's wait a little longer. There are too few of us. With the help of Prince Jinwu and Song Wujie, if I get the secret treasure and escape, you won't be in too much danger."

Little White Tiger lay lazily on the ground and squinted at Fang Ping, then said disdainfully: "I think you should go now, without waiting for the rookies, because no matter when you go, the result will be the same."

Fang Ping did not argue or explain anything and changed the subject: "It seems that Shengzi and Huang Pei'an haven't arrived yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the Holy Son sounded not far away: "I don't worry about you, fellow Taoist, but I have already arrived."

Several people followed the sound and found that the Holy Son and many powerful men were hiding in an unknown formation, watching Fang Ping and the others quietly.

Unexpectedly, the Holy Son's words did not end there, but continued in a calm tone: "Since fellow Taoist is confident that he can break the formation, why not try it now."

"The Holy Son was joking, I just said it casually." Fang Ping said, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Fellow Taoist, you are humble. This treasure allows so many demon lords to waste a lot of resources to build altars and train demons to search for it. Taiyuan is even more determined to get it.

If this treasure is really obtained by those demons or Taiyuan, it will be a disaster for everyone in the entire continent.

I am not talented, and I ask fellow Taoist Fang Ping to save the world from the fire and water, and never let this treasure fall into the hands of the devil. "

The Holy Son's words clearly put Fang Ping on the moral high ground, as if if the secret treasure fell into the hands of the devil, Fang Ping would be the one to bear the responsibility for the suffering of the people in the world.

Fang Ping naturally wouldn't listen to him. Although he didn't know why this guy suddenly started targeting him, he certainly wouldn't suffer this injustice in vain.

"Holy Son, you're welcome. The Holy Son is the Holy Son of the Immortal Sect. He has the luck and destiny of all the righteous monks in the world. It is the Holy Son's duty and God's will to eliminate demons and protect the Tao and save the people in the world from water and fire. Fang Mou concluded that if the Holy Son takes action, A mere ban will come easily."

After hearing Fang Ping's words, Zuo Chunqiu, Meng Qi and others couldn't help but praise Fang Ping in their hearts.

Even the Golden Crow Prince, who was fighting with others, loudly agreed: "Fang Ping is right. If you want to talk about who is qualified to get this treasure, I think it must be the Holy Son."

Others were afraid of his identity as the Holy Son and did not want to offend him, but the Golden Crow Prince didn't care. Not only did it not care, it even wanted the Holy Son to fight it a few times to see if the so-called Immortal Sect's Holy Son was worthy of his strength. on his reputation.

Not only them, but many people present looked at Fang Ping with sideways glances. They didn't expect that this seemingly ordinary guy could be so sharp-tongued.

His words seemed to be praising the Holy Son, but in fact they were a huge compliment.

If the Holy Son can break the restriction, then it is what it should be, it is God's will.

If the Son of God cannot open the restriction, then the Son of God is not worthy of his virtue.

The Holy Son also heard what Fang Ping meant, but did not give up. He just smiled lightly and said: "So, fellow Taoist, you are not willing to step forward and try for the sake of the world's living beings?"

"If you are not in your position, you will not seek your own government. Among all the gentlemen present, only the Holy Son has this qualification. Before Ming Ke Mozi arrives, I ask the Holy Son to take action as soon as possible. If I wait for Ming Ke Mozi and Taiyuan to arrive, I am afraid that It’s too late.”

Fang Ping originally thought that the Holy Son would continue to find excuses to target him. Unexpectedly, the Holy Son did not speak. However, a young monk next to the Holy Son answered with a strange tone:

"I think you are right. The position of the Holy Son is of vital importance and cannot be coveted by just anyone."

As he said that, he looked at Ye Chang provocatively.

At this time, Fang Ping finally understood that the Holy Son seemed to be trying to embarrass him, but the actual target was Uncle Ye Chang.

Ye Chang smiled and was not angry at being slandered. He responded calmly: "Come down and fight. I will kill you in three moves."

"You..." The man suddenly became furious and was about to jump out to challenge, but was stopped by the Holy Son.

"Ye Chang, did you hear what Fang Ping said just now? Don't you want to compete for the position of the Holy Son? Why don't you give it a try? If you can break the restriction and collect the secret treasure, I will give you the position of the Holy Son. ”

The Holy Son is worthy of being the Holy Son, and he cleverly transferred this problem to Ye Chang.

Ye Chang did not fall for the other party's deception and looked at the Holy Son calmly: "You are self-aware and know that you are not worthy."

The anger on the Holy Son's face flashed away. When it came to the city, he really couldn't compare with Ye Chang.

"Are you worthy?" the Holy Son asked.

Ye Chang said tit for tat: "You don't care whether I am worthy or not, but if you want to know, why don't you kneel down and beg me, I will probably give it a try."

Ye Chang's response made the Holy Son so angry that he almost started to curse.