The Path to Immortality

Return to Lingbao Peak.

Fang Ping took out two newly acquired spiritual weapons and continued to refine them with the power of the Purple Sun Scripture.

The time required to refine the Shuyang Robe is similar to that of the Coiled Snake Turtle Shield that Fang Ping had previously obtained.

As the most powerful of the three low-grade spiritual weapons on hand, Yuan and Chi's sacrificial refining time is slightly longer.

It took nearly ten days to practice this spiritual weapon to the point where it can be used like an arm and a finger.

"So, it should be said that we are fully prepared."

After personally verifying the power of the two spiritual weapons, Fang Ping put them away with satisfaction.

Not intending to wait any longer, he immediately prepared to set off to explore the Tianfeng Ancestor Cave, hoping to gain something.

Outside the cave, after using his magic power to leave a message about his travels, Fang Ping harnessed the red gale to escape the light, flew into the air in an instant, and disappeared into the sky.

………

Go upstream along the Canglan River.

After flying for several days, Fang Ping saw Xianfeng Ridge in the distance at the end of the Canglan River's origin.

Although this name has a good meaning, in fact it is a deserted land that stretches thousands of miles and cannot be set foot by mortals.

For some unknown reason, the climate here is weird, with violent green winds blowing in some areas all year round.

These green winds have unimaginable destructive power. Over the years, even the solid rocks on the mountain have been scratched with deep marks.

In this dangerous environment, the monsters that can survive in the Immortal Wind Ridge often have amazing defense capabilities, and many of them also master some wind-attributed talent spells.

Not to mention ordinary warriors, even the weaker monks in the middle stage of Qi training will escape death if they accidentally enter.

At the very least, monks who are in the late stage of Qi training must be familiar with the terrain here and make all kinds of preparations, so that they have a chance of escaping unscathed!

However, these terrifying strong winds are different for the foundation-building monks.

After controlling the escape light and flying into the Immortal Wind Ridge from a thousand feet in the air, he felt the turbulent and violent wind. Fang Ping only used his magic power slightly to stabilize his body easily.

"When we get here, we should be not far from the cave of Patriarch Tianfeng."

After comparing the map obtained from the owner of the Canglan River Water Mansion, Fang Ping adjusted his direction slightly and accelerated towards his destination.

At this moment, from a bare mountain not far away, a monster bird that was four to five feet long and covered with hard feathers suddenly flew out.

It was not like Fang Ping had never encountered monsters on the previous journey.

However, except for a dizzy monster that was killed by him with a casual spell, the other Qi-training stage monsters all fled in panic in front of the foundation-building stage cultivation he showed.

But this monster bird, which exuded an astonishing aura, not only did not avoid it, but instead regarded Fang Ping as its prey.

Letting out a cry that penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks, it flapped its wings and flew quickly towards Fang Ping.

Astonishingly, it was a Purple Cloud Eagle in the early stages of foundation building!

"If I remember correctly, Ziyunying's feathers are the finest weapon refining materials and are worth a lot of money."

"Its strength is relatively difficult to deal with among the monsters in the early stage of foundation establishment. For ordinary monks in the early stage of foundation establishment, at least two people must work together to defeat it steadily."

Information about Ziyunying emerged in Fang Ping's mind, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

Finally, a worthy opponent has arrived, and he can test his combat power after building a foundation.

Facing the Ziyunying that was approaching rapidly, he braced himself, pinched the magic technique, and released the Fire Cloud Technique.

Driven by the foundation-building magic power, the power of Fire Cloud Technique has been greatly improved.

Streams of blazing fire fell from the sky, like a rain of fire all over the sky, with the power to instantly kill any Qi Practitioner, and fell one after another towards the Ziyun Eagle directly below.

This attack was extremely powerful.

However, Ziyunying's speed is too fast.

Like a purple lightning bolt, it flexibly shuttles between streams of fire.

Most of the flames were easily avoided by it.

There were only a few streams of fire, which barely affected the Purple Cloud Eagle, causing some slight burns on its extremely hard feathers and body!

This is because Fang Ping's magic power is strong enough.

If it were any other new Foundation Establishment cultivator, the Fire Cloud Technique activated by him might not be able to do even the slightest damage!

"Fire Cloud Technique is, after all, just a Qi-training spell..."

Fang Ping secretly shook his head.

While controlling the escape light, he quickly retreated, maintaining the distance from Ziyunying, while sacrificing the newly acquired spiritual weapon [Yuanhe Chi].

As soon as the delicate jade ruler appeared, it suddenly grew in size under the infusion of the mana of the Purple Sun Sutra, turning into a giant ruler that measured the sky several feet long.

"town!"

Fang Ping stretched out his hand, and Yuan He Chi, which exuded a dazzling spiritual light, crashed down towards Ziyun Eagle with great force.

Faced with such a terrifying attack, Ziyunying showed fear for the first time.

It didn't dare to take a hard hit, it flapped its wings, and suddenly accelerated its body to dive. With an unusually light and agile posture, it narrowly avoided Yuan Hechi's attacks.

The blow missed, Fang Ping frowned slightly, activated his magic power, and recalled Yuan and Chi. He let this low-grade spiritual weapon hover around his body and did not launch a second round of attacks rashly.

He has already seen that compared to his own strength, this Purple Cloud Eagle is not very strong, but its speed is amazing.

If you can't create the right opportunity, it may be difficult to kill it in one fell swoop.

After a brief stalemate, Ziyunying seemed to realize that Fang Ping had no good way to deal with it, and the monster's bloodthirsty nature regained the upper hand.

It let out a sharp cry again, flapped its wings, and passed an afterimage in the air, attacking Fang Ping.

Dare you take the initiative to attack?

Fang Ping was not surprised but happy.

The inferior spiritual weapon [Pan Snake Turtle Shield] quietly appeared around the body.

With the support of abundant mana, the coiled snake and black turtle patterns on this blue-black small shield suddenly lit up with bright spiritual light, turning into an unbreakable barrier, blocking the attack route of the Purple Cloud Eagle.

With a sound like the collision of metal and iron, the Purple Cloud Eagle's claws filled with strength grabbed the Pan Snake Turtle Shield fiercely.

But this amazing attack only made the spiritual light on the Pan Snake Turtle Shield shake slightly, which was far from enough to break the defense of this spiritual weapon.

On the contrary, the Purple Cloud Eagle itself, after its attack was blocked by the Pan Snake Turtle Shield, its speed, which was as fast as lightning, obviously slowed down.

Fang Ping and others were waiting for this moment!

A series of scorching sun true fires roared out, predicting the route of the Purple Cloud Eagle and temporarily blocking it.

Almost at the same time, the Yuanhe ruler moved as he wished and swept across the air.

Just a series of strong winds that escaped made the nearby air produce a sharp explosion sound.

"Bang!"

The Purple Cloud Eagle finally couldn't dodge anymore. It was hit with just one blow and its bones were broken. It was seriously injured and its hot blood was scattered across the sky.

The Purple Cloud Eagle finally realized the power of the human cultivator in front of it. It turned around and fled in horror.

But after being seriously injured, its speed, which it was proud of, was no longer as fast as before.

After just ten breaths, Fang Ping easily caught up.

The Yuanhe ruler fell for the third time. The huge ruler cast a shadow of despair on the Purple Cloud Eagle and killed the foundation-building monster in one fell swoop!

"It seems that it didn't take much effort..."

While using his magic power to fix the corpse of the monster bird and collect the feathers of the Purple Cloud Eagle, Fang Ping felt the still full mana lake in his dantian and made a preliminary judgment on his current real combat power.

If nothing unexpected happens, ordinary monsters in the early stage of foundation building should not be a threat to him.