The Path to Immortality

Fang Ping nodded slightly, indicating that he knew, and then looked at the other party with an inquiring gaze: "Fellow Taoist can even find out the information in [Haotian Mansion], I'm afraid it's not easy..."

Lu He didn't seem to notice Fang Ping's profound tone at all, and said in a pretense of surprise: "Why did fellow Taoist say this? I am just a better informed person and less courageous, so I don't dare to enter Tiancan Island." It’s a risk. I just take the opportunity to sell some information and earn some spiritual stones to support my family.”

Seeing that he was bent on pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, Fang Ping smiled and said nothing, only making a gesture to please continue.

In this way, Lu He successively reported more than a dozen monks who were either extraordinary in strength, or of good origin, or even fake alchemy realm monks, and then ended the intelligence transaction.

"If what fellow Taoist said is true, these five hundred spirit stones are quite worth it."

Fang Ping expressed his approval.

A smile appeared on Lu He's face: "Fellow Taoist thinks it's a good deal, so of course it's the best. So, let's say goodbye. I wish you this trip will be fulfilled and you will find the opportunity you want smoothly."

After that, he drove the escape light and left, preparing to find the next buyer.

Fang Ping called him out in time: "Since my fellow Taoist has been wandering around Tiancan Island recently, I wonder if you have met any Jindan monks who plan to visit the island? I also have the idea of ​​​​purchasing it."

Lu He's face showed a bit of half-serious surprise: "How dare you do the business of the Jindan Patriarch?"

Selling a few pieces of information about fake alchemy monks is already taking some risks.

If he offends the real ancestor of the Golden Pill, he will not be able to live without it, and no matter how many spiritual stones he has, he will not be able to buy his life.

He waved his hand without looking back and flew away.

"He is an interesting person."

Watching Lu He's figure disappear at the end of the line of sky and water, Fang Ping showed a look of interest in his eyes.

He had a hunch that he might have a chance to meet this person again in the future.

………

Two days passed in a flash.

It's almost early morning.

To the northeast of where Fang Ping was, a deafening muffled sound suddenly came from the lake. The originally sunny weather seemed to suddenly turn gloomy.

The already black lake water was cast under a thick shadow and kept churning.

There was a vaguely disturbing smell in the air.

Fang Ping, who had collected intelligence in advance, knew that this was a sign that the seal on Tiancan Island was about to loosen.

Once this sign appears, it means that within one day at the latest, there will be a loophole in the formation restriction that seals Tiancan Island, and then the monks will have the opportunity to enter the island!

"It's finally about to start!"

Fang Ping's expression became more solemn, he took out the talisman edict and slowly flew towards the lake directly above Tiancan Island.

Almost at the same time, other monks who intended to enter Tiancan Island also made the same preparations.

About ten hours later.

In the air, the unsettling cold atmosphere became more and more intense.

Not to mention mortals without magic power, even weaker Qi cultivators may be invaded by the cold breath and freeze their vitality if they stay here for a long time.

Just when this cold and ominous atmosphere reached its peak, a dull and unusual sound erupted from the lake again, which could be clearly heard hundreds of miles away!

Almost at the same time, Fang Ping suddenly felt that the guiding talisman in his palm seemed to sense something, and it lit up on its own, trembling slightly and swaying unsteadily.

Sometimes it points to the northeast, sometimes to the west, sometimes to the south.

Obviously, there is not only one way to enter Tiancan Island.

After a few breaths of probing and swinging, the Fu Zhao finally stabilized and pointed far to the south where Fang Ping was at the moment. This means that the passage that appears south of Fang Ping is the one closest to him.

"The passage has been opened!"

Fang Ping no longer hesitated, and suddenly passed over the lake. He controlled the Star Luo Escape Light and flew at full speed in the direction guided by the Jie Yin Fu Zhao.

"This person has a talisman in his hand, follow him quickly!"

Dozens of miles away, several casual cultivators they encountered quickly noticed Fang Ping flying away at full speed. They were running around like headless flies, and suddenly their expressions of surprise appeared on their faces, and they followed him one after another.

Right now, racing against time to enter the island is the most critical thing.

Fang Ping didn't bother to pay attention to the few casual cultivators who couldn't even get the Fu Zhao. With their strength, it was already difficult for them to survive by chance, and they couldn't possibly pose a threat to him.

He just accelerated again, and in an instant, he left the casual cultivators far away.

After Feidun came out of the cup of tea, there was a faint crack in the void in front of him that was invisible to the naked eye and could only be vaguely perceived by his spiritual consciousness.

Infinite gloomy aura is pouring out continuously through the cracks.

Obviously, this is one of the entry and exit passages caused by the loosening of the seal.

Some monks have already arrived here before Fang Ping and entered Tiancan Island first.

At the end of the sky in other directions, there are also various kinds of escaping lights that are constantly lighting up, rushing towards this direction at full speed.

Fang Ping glanced around, and saw that the light under his feet kept escaping, and he rushed straight into the crack in the void.

The next moment, an inexplicable suction force enveloped him. Fang Ping did not resist and allowed the force to pull him and bring him into the island!

………

After a short period of time, the sky and the earth turned dim, and after passing through an invisible restriction, Fang Ping suddenly stabilized his figure and appeared in a dark world.

Because the entire island has been sealed, the sun, moon and stars cannot be seen in the sky.

There were only some fragments of magic weapons suspended in the air, a stream of frantic spiritual energy, and a few spiritual plants that could survive in such a harsh environment, emitting various faint lights, barely providing a little light in the darkness.

"Is this the situation in Tiancan Island?"

Before entering, Fang Ping, who had already done his best to defend himself, looked around vigilantly to guard against possible attacks.

Perhaps he was lucky, there seemed to be no ghosts or corpses near the exit of the passage.

The few monks who came in before him seemed to have left as soon as possible, eager to search for resources and seize the opportunity.

Fang Ping relaxed his body slightly and used his spiritual sense to explore the surrounding situation.

He seemed to be near a deserted building site at the moment.

Everywhere he looked, there was desolation and death.

The air was filled with extremely dense evil and death, surging like tides and turbulence.

Even Fang Ping, who was strong, felt a little chill deep in his bones in this environment. It is conceivable what other foundation-building cultivators would feel when they enter this place.

"This place seems to have nothing special, and there are no iconic buildings, making it difficult to determine where it is on the island!"

Fang Ping, who found nothing, hesitated for a moment and decided to go into the nearby ruins to see if he could find anything.

He tried his best to restrain his breath, stepped on the soft black ground, and cautiously approached the ruins that stretched for several miles.