An Ordinary Path to Immortality

It had been another three months since Zhuang Cheng left. During this period, Fang Ping continued to try to enter the fifth level of the Sea of ​​Chaos and understand the secrets of its rules.

However, the results have been minimal, and even the progress in understanding and deciphering the Chaos Book of Creation has been extremely slow.

"It shouldn't be. Could it be that there is some kind of opportunity missing?"

After finishing his meditation once again, his mind came out of the Book of Chaos Creation. Some kind of indescribable realization seemed to arise in Fang Ping's heart.

It was like there was a high wall in front of him. He tried his best but could not get over it, unable to appreciate the world behind the wall.

If there is a big stone underneath for leverage at this time, you can easily climb over the high wall and enter a wonderful new world.

What Fang Ping lacks now is a stone for him to borrow strength from.

However, in almost a year, Fang Ping was not without gains.

After entering the Sea of ​​Chaos countless times and enduring the influence and suppression of the rules of chaos, almost every time he left the Sea of ​​Chaos area when he reached the limit of his body's endurance.

This kind of experience is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you may explode and die.

It was under such constant high pressure that Fang Ping got a blessing in disguise and realized the fun of monks like Zhuang Cheng who like to practice in seclusion in the Sea of ​​Chaos.

Over the past year, Fang Ping's understanding of the rules has continued to improve, and his control of various attributes of spiritual energy has also made great progress.

Even his own cultivation has become more solid, and his physical strength has also improved significantly.

Originally, the improvement of the monk's strength was definitely a good thing.

But Fang Ping was not happy at all. The stronger he became and the deeper his understanding of the rules, the greater the pressure he would have to endure in the fifth level of the Sea of ​​Chaos.

But if he wants to pass through the Sea of ​​Chaos, he must enter the fifth level area. After entering the fifth level area, his strength will inevitably increase little by little.

In this extremely contradictory situation, all Fang Ping could do was smile bitterly.

On this day, when Fang Ping was about to enter the fifth level of the Sea of ​​Chaos again, a figure suddenly came out of the fifth level area and appeared more than three hundred miles away from Fang Ping.

Fang Ping's spiritual consciousness scanned and found that the other party was not Zhuang Cheng, but he still took the initiative to reveal his spiritual consciousness and communicate with the other party.

"This fellow Taoist, Mr. Chen is very polite."

Fang Ping's consciousness suddenly appeared, obviously frightening the monk.

He was only a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. When he just came out of the Sea of ​​Chaos, he carefully scanned the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness and made sure that no one was there before he came out with confidence.

As a result, it was discovered by other people's consciousness as soon as it came out.

Being able to deceive his own spiritual sense detection and discover his own disguise shows that the cultivation strength of this monk who claims to be surnamed Chen must be extraordinary, at least far beyond his own.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Chen!" He did not dare to follow Fang Ping's spiritual consciousness to find Fang Ping's location. He just forced a smile and communicated with Fang Ping's spiritual consciousness: "You can just tell me what you have to say, Fellow Daoist Chen."

"Fellow Taoist, are you looking for strange fire?" Fang Ping got straight to the point. In order to show that he had no ill intentions, Fang Ping took the initiative to expose his aura to let the other party sense him.

Finding that Fang Ping was still hundreds of miles away from him, the monk finally felt relieved.

"To be honest with you Daoist Chen, I did enter the fifth level of the Sea of ​​Chaos to chase the strange fire, and I have just returned."

"Do you dare to ask if you know the whereabouts of the strange fire now? In fact, I am here for the strange fire. I am just unable to enter the fifth level area due to my own cultivation problems. I have no choice but to wait for a fellow daoist to come out again before I can inquire about the news."

"So that's it." The man raised his hands towards Fang Pinggong and said in warning: "I think fellow Taoist can give up. The strange fire has entered the sixth level area, and it is said that there are already powerful gods who have taken the risk to chase it away."

Fang Ping was surprised: "The sixth level area? Can the strange fire enter the sixth level area?"

The Nascent Soul monk replied: "Yes, the strange fire is indeed strange. It can travel through the sea of ​​chaos without any hindrance, as if the chaotic rules of the sea of ​​chaos have no impact on him at all. If not, the strange fire would have been destroyed by all the powerful men. The strong man was caught."

"It's a pity that since we have entered the sixth level area, we probably have no chance with you anymore."

"Isn't that right? After seeing several powerful gods following it into the sixth level area, I just gave up and returned."

Fang Ping thanked the other party again and asked: "Dare I ask my friend, is that strange fire really the blue flame of the sea?"

"There is no doubt about this. It is indeed the Blue Flame of the Sea."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for informing me. I have one last question. I hope you don't find me troublesome."

Fang Ping was higher in cultivation and stronger than him, and he was so polite. How could he dare to show any impatience?

"You're welcome, fellow Taoist. If you have any questions, just ask."

Fang Ping asked: "Have you ever met Elder Zhuang Cheng? Is he in danger?"

This person was a little surprised, obviously he didn't expect that what Fang Ping was going to ask was such a question.

"Elder Zhuang Cheng is safe. Although he came late, he is very strong and has good friendships with other monks in the fifth level area. There is definitely no need to worry about his own safety." He obviously also knows Zhuang. Inherited:

"When I came out, fellow Daoist Zhuang Cheng was outside the sixth level of chaos, waiting for the result of the God Transformation Power's pursuit of the strange fire."

After saying that, he curiously asked Fang Ping: "Do you have a relationship with Elder Daoyou Chen and Elder Zhuang Cheng?"

Fang Ping did not hide the fact that he and Zhuang Cheng had only met twice, and said that he would continue to wait for Zhuang Cheng to come out.

"Then I will take my leave first. If you are not determined to get the strange fire, I advise you to return as soon as possible. If the great master of the transformation of the spirit takes action, the strange fire will never fall into the hands of others."

Fang Ping said goodbye to the other party and continued to wait for Zhuang Cheng to come back.

It was not that he cared about Zhuang Cheng's safety, he just wanted to know from Zhuang Cheng where the strange fire would eventually belong.

If possible, he would like to use Zhuang Cheng's status and influence in the market to let Zhuang Cheng help buy the strange fire from the cultivator who got the strange fire.

Although the strange fire is precious, compared with most cultivators, an ordinary strange fire does not have a particularly big effect and improvement for them.

This wait lasted another three months, during which Fang Ping did not meet other cultivators who appeared from Fang Ping's perception.

In more than three months, in addition to the previous cultivator, the second cultivator sensed by Fang Ping was Zhuang Cheng.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you really haven't left yet." Zhuang Cheng had specifically said goodbye to the other cultivators who were searching for the strange fire together and returned from Fang Ping's area. Seeing that Fang Ping was still there, he naturally felt a sense of joy in his heart that his sincerity had not been let down.