An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Sitting on the flying boat, he looked through the sect rules while looking for a suitable residence.

As a large sect with a history of thousands of years, the Qiyun Sect has many rules, and the various rules are simply overwhelming.

After learning about the sect's rules on disciples opening caves in the sect, Fang Ping couldn't help but frown slightly.

Especially the one about robbing caves and accepting challenges, which is simply encouraging disciples to fight.

But on second thought, it seems that there is nothing wrong with this one. After all, the road to immortal cultivation cannot always be smooth sailing.

Especially when there is a Tiansha Sect eyeing it covetously next to it, it is also necessary to forcibly cultivate the sect disciples' combat experience.

Otherwise, a cultivator who hides in the cave to practice all day long and has no experience in fighting with others will die when he goes out in the future.

Looking at the hill in front of him, Fang Ping reluctantly drove the flying boat to the next location.

There is a golden talisman flashing on the hill in front of him. This is the seal specially issued by the Merit Academy after the sect disciples successfully apply for a residence.

The place with the golden mark means that there is an owner.

If they don't particularly like it and have to go there, most of the sect disciples will choose to leave when they see the mark.

Fang Ping is no exception. He has visited ten of the twelve areas marked by Zou Kai for him, and there are golden marks in each place.

The eleventh mark, there is someone.

The twelfth mark, there is still someone.

Fang Ping was helpless, looking around blankly, and had to drive the flying boat to drift around in the sect.

Anyway, there are still three days left. If it really doesn't work, he can only find a place to make do for a while before making plans.

After all, Zuo Honglian is taking care of him, so he doesn't have to worry about his master Luo Yun for the time being.

He wanted to go to the areas where Zou Kai marked the caves where Luo Yun applied for.

However, from the map, those three areas all have spiritual veins passing through.

And each is a beautiful place.

It's obvious that there must be people in these places, and there may be quite a lot of people, so he didn't deliberately go there.

"Huh, Dan Hall?" Fang Ping's heart moved.

Wasn't Huang Pei'an accepted as a disciple by an elder of the Dan Hall?

After taking a look at the Dan Hall, Fang Ping was ready to turn the boat around and try his luck elsewhere.

But he changed his mind and thought that the Dan Hall needed to ensure the supply of elixirs for the Qiyun Sect, so the elixir furnace would definitely be running every day, even if they had a high level of alchemy skills and a very high success rate.

But with so many people in the Dan Hall, who knows how much medicine residue would be produced every day.

Calculating the time, there were only a few days left before the next full moon night, and it seemed that there was not much left for the wooden toad to refine.

So he began to look through the jade slip of sect rules again.

Soon, a smile appeared on his face, and he drove the flying boat towards a cliff valley behind the Dan Hall.

This valley was where the Dan Hall processed the medicine residue.

Because the medicinal effects of the medicinal residues were mixed, some of the medicinal effects might become highly toxic after mixing.

When different medicinal residues were mixed together, the elixir poison produced was also different, and it was even possible that the elixir poison would evaporate into the air, causing the cultivators to be poisoned without knowing it. x33xs.com

Therefore, according to the sect's regulations, the medicinal residues of the Dan Hall need to be placed in this valley, and the Dan Hall is responsible for sending disciples to guard and sort them.

Every three months, the Dan Hall will send people to centrally process these medicinal residues.

Fang Ping's idea is this valley where the medicinal residues are stored.

Guarding the medicinal residues here is a thankless job, and he has the identity of a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall.

So he plans to come and see what the situation is, and then act accordingly.

This valley is very deep, more than two hundred feet.

It is not accurate to call it a valley. It should be more accurate to call it an abyss.

Because it is surrounded by steep cliffs as smooth as mirrors, the valley is shrouded in fog all year round, and the situation below cannot be seen.

"Falling Sword Valley?"

Fang Ping didn't know why this valley had such a strange name, but he still controlled the flying boat to fly down.

Because he was unfamiliar with this place, his flying boat was not fast.

After passing through layers of mist, when he reached the bottom of the valley, the mist gradually faded, and Fang Ping began to hear the sound of clear water.

He also felt that the concentration of spiritual energy in the valley seemed to be higher than that of the outside world.

When he landed, he found that there was an underground river flowing through the bottom of the valley, which was more than 200 feet deep.

In the valley, there were green grass and trees, red flowers and birds, and the temperature was suitable. It was simply a paradise.

After landing from the flying boat, Fang Ping subconsciously looked around, but did not find any golden marks.

Obviously, no disciples had opened a cave here.

Fang Ping's heart moved slightly, wondering if this place belonged to the Dan Hall so no one came to open a cave, or because it was too remote.

"Who is here to deliver the medicine residue today, and actually came to the bottom of the valley?"

Fang Ping had just taken two steps when he heard a voice coming from the front.

Then an old man wearing the clothes of an outer disciple, with an old face and a hunched body, walked out of a cave in front.

"Who is this young man? He looks unfamiliar." The old man spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

"I am Fang Ping, the junior, and I am honored to meet you." Fang Ping bowed to the other party.

"Fang Ping? Oh, by the way, if you count the time, all the new disciples should have started. Are you a disciple of the Alchemy Hall who just started today?" the old man asked.

"This junior is indeed a new disciple, but I am a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, not the Dan Hall." Fang Ping said truthfully.

"You're not from the Alchemy Hall, so why are you here in this inhospitable place?" The old man asked doubtfully, "You're here to check for medicine residue? When did the Law Enforcement Hall start to care about such trivial matters as medicine residue?"

Before Fang Ping could reply, the old man turned around and walked into the cave: "Come here, the medicine residues are all in the cave. I have been here for forty years and have been in this valley for thirty years. I sort out the medicine residues every day. Then when I die, it’s rare for anyone to remember me.”

Fang Ping wanted to explain that he was just acting on a whim and had nothing to do with the Law Enforcement Hall, but he heard that the old man had lived here alone for thirty years, so he didn't explain much.

Just pretend that the sect still remembers a person like him and let him have some comfort.

"You've just been sent here on errands on your first day. You must have offended someone."

Fang Ping smiled coquettishly and said, "That's about right. Senior, have you really been here alone for thirty years?"

"Actually, it's not just one person, because occasionally someone will fly into the air and throw medicine residue down."

Fang Ping's heart moved slightly: "Throwing the medicine dregs down? Do the people in the Alchemy Hall throw the medicine dregs down from above? Don't they send it down in person?"

The old man sneered: "There is only such a big place in the valley, why bother sending it down personally."

"Senior has been here alone for so long, why don't you ask someone from the Alchemy Hall to take turns?"

"I'm used to living here alone. It's quiet and leisurely. No one disturbs me. When I have nothing to do, I plant flowers and raise birds. I can also go out for a walk every now and then.

It's so relaxing to hide here and be at peace with the world. You don't have to worry about all the bullshit outside. "

"Senior has a lofty realm, and I admire you from this junior." Fang Ping sent out a flattery without leaving any trace.

"Stop talking about me, talk about you. I don't think you are here on an errand, but you seem to have come here accidentally."

. You provide the master Yijie with a gentle and ordinary path to immortality.