An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Zhuang Cheng was worthy of being a strong Nascent Soul. No matter how probing Fang Ping was, he still refused to reveal too much useful information to Fang Ping.

In turn, he kept making insinuations, trying to find out Fang Ping's bottom line from Fang Ping's mouth.

Naturally, Fang Ping would not tell the other party his bottom line easily. No matter how Zhuang Cheng asked, Fang Ping would always act like I am rich, but I just would not take the initiative to make an offer.

The two talked openly and secretly for a while, and finally looked at each other, feeling as if they had met their opponents.

They looked at each other and smiled, and Zhuang Cheng smiled bitterly and said: "Well, Fellow Daoist Chen is really impeccable. It seems he still doesn't trust me. In that case, I'll make a concession and tell you the bottom line of the seniors."

Fang Ping also complimented Zhuang Cheng and said, "I'm new here. I'm not familiar with the place, so I can't help but be cautious. I hope you don't get weird."

If he takes the initiative to make an offer, Fang Ping is not afraid of being noticed by the great master of transforming gods. After all, he has been able to cultivate to the realm of transforming gods, and his character is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Just exchanging the treasure needed for a strange fire would not make the God Transformation Master put aside his identity to kill Fang Ping and seize the treasure.

What Fang Ping was really wary of was the Nascent Souls in the city, especially Zhuang Cheng, who had an excellent reputation.

Zhuang Cheng took the initiative to mention Fang Ping's caution, but Fang Ping did not deny it. This made the relationship between the two seem much closer.

At least on the surface, the relationship between the two seems to be closer than before.

Zhuang Cheng took a gentle sip of the tea, and while enjoying the refreshment brought by the top-quality pekoe tea to his soul, he slowly said: "I see that my fellow Taoist is in love, so I will reveal a few things to you."

Fang Ping quickly made a flattered expression and stood up to fill Zhuang Cheng's tea himself.

"Several seniors have great cultivation and many treasures. Naturally, ordinary treasures cannot enter their eyes." Zhuang Cheng said with emotion: "It's just that this strange fire is special. If only one of them can get it, it will definitely be his own." Insight is carefully cultivated in the hands.

It's just that the strange fire was obtained by four seniors, and they were wary of each other and couldn't share it. In addition, they could only perceive the power of the strange fire itself in the strange fire body, and could not gain the ability to travel through the sea of ​​chaos.

That's why they unanimously decided to use strange fire in exchange for cultivation resources. "

Fang Ping listened quietly to his repeated words without interrupting or echoing.

"The four seniors actually have their own needs, and the prices they gave are not uniform." After rambling for so long, Zhuang Cheng finally got to the point: "For example, some people want weapon refining materials, some want rule fragments, and some want There are many special natural and earthly treasures.

But in general, because of the ability of the Blue Flame of the Sea to travel through the sea of ​​chaos, the ideal price in the minds of seniors must definitely exceed the value of the Blue Flame of the Sea in its fully mature stage. "

Fang Ping frowned slightly: "In other words, if someone takes out another mature strange fire, it won't make the seniors' hearts flutter?"

"Indeed, it is just a mature strange fire, which is as useless to the great power of transforming gods." Zhuang Cheng looked at Fang Ping with a surprised look: "Is it possible that fellow Taoist is planning to exchange it for a mature strange fire? "

Fang Ping flipped his palm, and the golden jade flame appeared in his palm.

"Completely mature gold-melting jade flame?" Zhuang Cheng knew the stuff and recognized it at a glance.

"Brother, you have good eyesight." Fang Ping put away the strange fire and flattered him unabashedly.

The light that appeared in Zhuang Cheng's eyes due to the melted gold and jade flames returned to calm as the strange fire disappeared: "Fellow Daoist Chen really hides his secrets. He even has such treasures. He is indeed a monk who came from Yuanling Continent."

Fang Fang showed a look of regret: "It's a pity that this strange fire doesn't seem to be exchangeable for the blue flame of the sea."

"Fellow Taoist, don't be anxious. Other strange fires may not arouse the interest of your seniors, but this gold-melting jade flame is the strange fire that the weapon refiner dreams of. Among the four seniors, one of them happens to be proficient in weapon refining. He may like it. This treasure."

Fang Ping's eyes lit up: "Is that really so? That's such a coincidence."

Zhuang Cheng asked tentatively: "But I still feel that there is not much hope with this strange fire alone. I wonder if you have prepared other treasures?"

Fang Ping looked at Zhuang Cheng with a strange expression, and his vigilance and suspicion were very obvious.

"Fellow Taoist, don't doubt it. I am also thinking about it for the sake of fellow Taoist. If you can also bring out other treasures, I will have more confidence when I mention it to the seniors, and it will save me the need to run back and forth to spread the word."

"Brother, what kind of valuable treasure do you think I should bring out?" Fang Ping asked, "If I add another spiritual treasure, will it be enough?"

"Lingbao?" A look of surprise flashed across Zhuang Cheng's face: "Fellow Taoist actually has a spiritual treasure that can be exchanged for. His family is rich, I really envy you."

Fang Ping smiled: "Ling Bao is precious and rare. I only got one by chance. However, the mere Nascent Soul cultivation level cannot exert its power at all. Rather than keeping it in my hand, it is better to exchange it for the strange fire."

Fang Ping has a lot of spiritual treasures in his hands, but looking at the entire Yuanling Continent, there are still very few monks who can actually own spiritual treasures.

Even for some powerful gods, the number of spiritual treasures they possess is not large, and they may not be suitable for their use.

"It's possible to add another spiritual treasure, but I can't make the decision." Zhuang Cheng nodded slowly, as if the price offered by the other party was quite promising.

Fang Ping held up his hand and said, "Then I'll trouble you, my fellow Taoist, to ask Senior the Great God Transformation a few things."

"It's easy to talk about it. This is my job." Zhuang Cheng stood up and was about to leave. Before leaving, he seemed to have thought of something and asked Fang Ping: "If someone bids higher, it will make a certain senior more happy, or the senior will be more interested in it." If Brother Chen is not satisfied with the offer, what will fellow Taoist do?"

Fang Ping frowned slightly, and several thoughts flashed through his mind. He couldn't tell whether Zhuang Cheng was thinking about himself, or whether he was deliberately testing him again.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke again: "Seniors, if you have a better choice, then I can only negotiate privately with the fellow Taoist who exchanged the strange fire to see if the other party is willing to give up, but I will still have to trouble the fellow daoist at that time. Please help with a recommendation.”

In the end, he didn't continue to bid, not because he couldn't afford it, but because he felt that if he exposed more, it would inevitably cause some unnecessary trouble.

"It's easy to talk about!" Zhuang Cheng agreed and left: "I still have worldly affairs to deal with, so I won't disturb my fellow Taoist."

"Then I'll wait for some friendly news."

Fang Ping did not see him off, he just stood at the window and watched Zhuang Cheng leave the restaurant. On the street, Zhuang Cheng raised his head and Fang Ping said goodbye to each other again.

When Zhuang Cheng's figure disappeared from sight, the expression on Fang Ping's face became solemn.