An Ordinary Path to Immortality

"In fact, I just wanted to help you, but I didn't dare to do it openly, so I pretended to attack you. In fact, I was helping you resist the attacks of others."

Huang Pei'an's explanation was obviously pale. Not to mention Fang Ping, even he himself didn't believe it.

Fang Ping shook his head and didn't continue the topic: "Brother Huang, there is no deep hatred between you and me, but you have repeatedly done harm to me, which makes me very confused."

Huang Pei'an smiled and said, "It's all misunderstanding. I was young and ignorant at that time, and I did some stupid things. Now I think it's ridiculous when I think about it.

How about this, today in front of so many fellow Taoists and several seniors from the same sect, I, Huang Pei'an, sincerely admit my mistakes to you, and I hope you will be magnanimous and forgive me this time."

Huang Pei'an is good at speaking, and he actually directly puts the responsibility on his youth and ignorance.

And he also wanted to use the opinions of outsiders and the friendship between fellow disciples to blackmail Fang Ping morally.

Unfortunately, Fang Ping didn't buy it at all: "Brother Huang, you don't have to do this. I think it's better for us to make a break between the two of us."

Huang Pei'an waved his hands repeatedly: "No need, no need, I Huang Pei'an admit defeat. I was ignorant and offended my junior brother before.

If you can't let it go, you might as well tell me your request. As long as it's something I can do, I will never refuse."

Fang Ping nodded thoughtfully. He didn't expect Huang Pei'an to be so sensible.

No wonder his power has been able to advance so rapidly since the Sea Dragon Cave Mansion. It seems that he still has some ability.

"Of course, there are some requests." Fang Ping said, "First, please, like everyone else, hand over your storage ring and any magic treasures and spiritual treasures on your body."

Huang Peian's face changed several times, and he gritted his teeth and said decisively, "Okay, yes, as long as I can help you to eliminate the grudge between you and me, I can do what you say."

Fang Ping did not comment and continued to state the second request: "The second request is to hand over the Immortal Phoenix Bloodline."

Huang Peian's face changed, the Immortal Phoenix Bloodline is his biggest trump card and reliance.

Although Fang Ping got the Phoenix Flame, the Immortal Phoenix Bloodline is in him. With the improvement of his cultivation and continuous understanding of the bloodline in the future, he will be able to condense the Phoenix Flame sooner or later.

But if he handed over the Immortal Phoenix Bloodline, it would be a disaster for him.

Just like those demons who were extracted the blood of the Heavenly Demon, they instantly changed from the proud sons of heaven to ordinary cultivators.

It is even possible that because the Immortal Phoenix bloodline is integrated with his own bloodline spiritual roots, if he really gives up the Immortal Phoenix bloodline, there is a great probability that his foundation will be damaged.

So he would never agree to this request.

"Junior brother, this request is a bit too much. The Immortal Phoenix bloodline has completely merged with me. If it is forcibly separated, I am afraid that my life will be in danger."

"Then there is no way. I am determined to get the Immortal Phoenix bloodline." Fang Ping's attitude is unquestionable.

Seeing that Fang Ping might not be able to do it, Huang Peian turned to salute Zuo Chunqiu, with a sincere tone of pleading.

"Zuo Shouzu, you are the head of the Discipline Hall and Fang Ping's master. After all, your disciple Huang Peian is still a disciple of Qiyun Sect. You have to make the decision for your disciple."

Zuo Chunqiu was so angry that he almost cursed. How can you Huang Peian have the face to ask me to help you intercede?

So he didn't bother to respond at all, but continued to meditate and heal his wounds with a calm expression, as if he didn't hear it at all.

Fang Ping sneered, "Brother Huang, there is no need for you to act pitiful now."

Huang Pei'an continued to beg Fang Ping and Zuo Chunqiu: "Zuo Shouzuo, Junior Brother Fang Ping, how about this, I will follow you back to the sect after today, and if there is no sect to send me in the future, I, Huang Pei'an, am willing to spend my life in the sect.

I believe that with my current power, I should still be of some use to the sect."

If there were other cultivators with Huang Pei'an's talent and strength who were willing to join the Qiyun Sect and serve the sect, they would naturally welcome him with both hands.

But as for Huang Pei'an, forget it.

The lesson of Zhao Wuji is still vivid in my mind.

Fang Ping didn't want to waste too much time on him: "Brother Huang, do you want to hand it over or not?"

"Junior Brother, how about changing the conditions? The blood of the Immortal Phoenix is ​​of great importance, and I really can't do anything." Huang Pei'an looked very embarrassed.

He originally wanted to play the emotional card, trying to make Zuo Chunqiu, who always put the sect first, soften his heart and persuade Fang Ping to let him go.

As a result, Zuo Chunqiu was not moved at all, and Fang Ping also lost his patience.

Fang Ping said nothing and stretched out his palm in the direction of Huang Peian. The next moment, strands of burning milky white breath flew out of Huang Peian's body and began to condense in Fang Ping's palm.

The burning breath became more and more intense, turning into a silver-white silk thread in the air, which looked like a silver thread connecting Fang Ping and Huang Peian.

"Junior brother Fang Ping, please show mercy and spare me once!"

"Junior brother, spare my life, I swear that from now on, I will follow you, be a cow and a horse, and serve you."

Fang Ping looked sarcastic, not caring about Huang Peian's words at all, and not wanting Huang Peian, a cow and a horse.

All he wanted was the fairy phoenix essence and blood.

Seeing that Fang Ping had no intention of stopping, he tried every possible means, but he could not stop Fang Ping from stripping away the Phoenix essence bit by bit.

He finally couldn't help it: "Fang Ping, you bastard, have a fair fight."

Fang Ping sneered: "Your true nature is exposed, so you won't pretend anymore?"

Huang Pei'an roared: "Fang Ping, I have admitted my mistakes to you and am willing to return to the sect to serve. Why can't you let me go once?"

"Which would you choose, letting the tiger go back to the mountains or cutting the grass and eradicating the roots?"

Huang Pei'an stared at Fang Ping: "Okay, very good, I, Huang Pei'an, finally lost to you."

Fang Ping corrected him: "In fact, in the life and death competition that year, your life was already mine."

In the life and death competition that year, Fang Ping tried his best and just barely defeated Huang Pei'an, but because of the news of Nanming Fengyan, the sect stepped in to save Huang An's life.

"Fang Ping, kill me." Huang Pei'an seemed to accept his fate.

Fang Ping sneered: "I am a disciple of the Discipline Hall, and the head of the Discipline Hall is here. How can I kill my fellow disciples?"

Huang Pei'an's last plan before his death was once again discovered by Fang Ping, and he instantly lost the desire to struggle to death.

"Brother Huang, I will take the Immortal Phoenix Blood. Considering that we are from the same sect, I will leave you a magic treasure for self-defense.

According to my previous promise, I have taken your storage ring. If you have nothing else to do, you can leave now."

"Magic treasure? What magic treasure?" Huang Pei'an had a puzzled look on his face, and then he understood Fang Ping's sinister intentions: "What the hell is a magic treasure? I don't have any magic treasure on me. You just took my magic treasure away."