An Ordinary Path to Immortality

There is naturally nothing wrong with these guys' thinking. If Fang Ping is just an ordinary Nascent Soul, then their ideas are certainly correct.

But is Fang Ping an ordinary Nascent Soul?

These people will soon know the answer.

"I agree with your thoughts." Fang Ping said seriously, "But I don't agree with your statement."

"Is there any difference if I'm trying to be mysterious?"

"What does it matter whether you agree or not? That's the fact."

"Fellow Taoists, let's just stand still and see how many cuts he can make."

"As long as we work together to block the first knife, this kid will have no choice but to be slaughtered by us."

"He only has one person. If you ask me, we should strike first."

Everyone spoke to each other, and they didn't shy away from Fang Ping at all when they spoke, not afraid that Fang Ping would hear them.

Fang Ping was not in a hurry anyway, so he simply stood aside quietly and waited for them to discuss countermeasures. He was curious about what kind of decision these guys would make in the end.

After a while, they finally made a decision. In order to ensure that their own people would not be hacked to death by Fang Ping's Lingbao and cause casualties, they unanimously decided to work together to resist Fang Ping's Lingbao attack and wait until Fang Ping was attacked with all his strength. After sucking up the Lingbao sword, kill Fang Ping.

"You all are kind and loyal, I admire you." Fang Ping smiled so hard that wrinkles almost appeared on his face: "Since you have already discussed the countermeasures, I won't be polite."

"Boy, go ahead and take action. We will give you a chance to resist, lest you die unjustly."

"It's just a spiritual treasure. It's not like we can't stop it with our combined strength."

Fang Ping held the golden long knife and danced it randomly in his hand: "I have been practicing for so long and I have never seen such a weird thing. Just now you said that my brain is not strong enough, but no matter how I look at it, I feel that your brain is not strong either. It’s good.”

"Boy, stop talking nonsense. You should take action quickly before we change our minds. Otherwise, if we regret it, you may not even have a chance to take action."

Fang Ping nodded obediently: "Well, being respectful is worse than obeying orders. Then I'm going to go on a killing spree. I hope you can still work together like this after a while."

As he spoke, Fang Ping threw the five-color stone tablet and activated it. The five-color aura fell down, covering Fang Ping and everyone.

"Damn it, this stone tablet doesn't seem to be a mortal thing."

"Lingbao, it's a spiritual treasure again. It seems it's not an ordinary spiritual treasure."

"What is the origin of this kid, and how come he has so many spiritual treasures?"

"They actually took the initiative to seal off the battlefield, which saved us a lot of trouble."

Everyone had different ideas, but most of them were amazed that Fang Ping took out another Lingbao-level treasure without saying a word.

Fang Ping smiled and said: "I think it's better to seal off the battlefield, so that you won't be able to withstand the attack later and scatter. Then I won't be able to catch up with you all by myself."

As Fang Ping spoke, the golden sword in his hand began to shine brightly.

As Fang Ping continued to pour energy into the long knife, the powerful aura belonging to the Lingbao began to rise.

"Humph, it's just pretentious."

"Fellow Taoists, don't be afraid. I have the best defensive magic weapon, the Thousand Mountain Shield, which is enough to neutralize most of the Lingbao's attacks."

"I also have a Chi-Ji Stone Plate, which has extremely powerful defense."

"Fellow Taoists, gather around me. I will set up a protective formation to offset the damage caused by the spirit treasures."

Watching the monks react one after another, and a spiritual light manifested on them and enveloped them, Fang Ping did not rush to attack, but waited for them to finally gather together.

"It's better if you gather together and save me the trouble of killing them one by one."

After the monks gathered together, the aura of the golden sword in Fang Ping's hand suddenly changed, and a strong aura of rules suddenly appeared in the original aura of the spiritual treasure.

The monks hiding in the formation also discovered the changes in the long sword at the same time.

"The regular aura is a metallic regular aura."

"He is just a Yuanying monk, why can he understand the rules?"

"For such a young Nascent Soul monk, and his understanding of the rules of metal is very profound, could it be that he is the Holy Son of the Immortal Sect?"

"Oops, with the blessing of metallic rules, the power of the Lingbao Long Sword will be increased several times."

"Will our defenses be able to withstand this blow?"

All the monks were shocked, and some of the timid ones were even ready to flee from the crowd to avoid the attack of the spirit treasure activated by Fang Ping under the blessing of the rules.

However, in order to ensure sufficient defense, they had deployed numerous formations that made it impossible to escape in a short time.

Just when they were panicking, Fang Ping finally activated the power of the golden sword to its extreme.

At this time, the golden sword in Fang Ping's hand was shining brightly, as if Fang Ping was holding a golden sun.

Metallic rules swirled around Fang Ping's body, seemingly weaving a set of golden armor for Fang Ping, making Fang Ping look as majestic as a golden-armored god.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Fang Ping waved the hand holding the knife lightly, and the golden light on the Lingbao sword suddenly turned into three rays of sword light. Under the blessing of metallic rules, they moved toward the tortoise shell-like shields protected by numerous formations and magical talismans. The monks cut them off.

"Oh, they say that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. It seems that traveling more can really increase your knowledge."

After Fang Ping slashed down with his sword, the empty and uncomfortable feeling of his body being drained of energy had not yet spread, but it was instantly replenished by the fallen leaves of the sacred tree, allowing his aura to return to its peak state again.

"If you only know how to practice in seclusion, how could you encounter so many cultivators who all huddled together and actively begged others to cut them?"

Fang Ping's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

Even the three Nascent Soul cultivators, because of their powerful souls, could actually see that a few spatial cracks had silently cut their protective formation into pieces before the golden long sword arrived.

A faint aura of spatial rules filled the air, causing the three Nascent Soul masters to feel almost desperate.

"A young Nascent Soul cultivator who possesses two spiritual treasures and comprehends the gold attribute and space rules. What kind of genius did I offend?"

"What is the origin of this guy? I am sure there is no such person in the four major markets."

"Let alone the four major markets overseas, even in the entire Yuanling Continent, it is estimated that only the son of the Immortal Sect can compete with him?"

"Not good, his aura has not declined at all, and he is still in full strength. How is this possible?"

As the last shout appeared, all the cultivators looked at Fang Ping, who was holding the knife with both hands and saw that he had once again fully activated the power of the spiritual treasure long knife to the extreme and was about to strike the second knife.