An Ordinary Path to Immortality

However, he did meet a few sporadic monks, most of whom were in the foundation building stage. From their conversations, it can be seen that many people have discovered that they have pursued the wrong pursuit and turned to other directions.

Fang Ping also realized that the matter was becoming more and more urgent, so he did not stay much longer, covered his figure, and moved forward quickly, hoping to find Liao Ming as soon as possible to avoid any complications.

The flying sword was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye he had already traveled more than a hundred and nearly two hundred miles.

However, no trace of Liao Ming was found.

In this situation, if it wasn't that Liao Ming had left, it was that he had used the formation to hide.

Don't worry, stop your body and stay close to the ground. Turn over your hand to take out Nanming Fengyanhuo and release the seal to activate it.

At the moment when Nanming Feng Yanhuo was released from the seal, Fang Ping clearly felt that Nanming Feng Yanhuo seemed to have some intelligence for a moment.

Then, without any unnecessary movement from Fang Ping, Nanming Fengyan, after a slight pause, flew slowly in one direction.

"Does it really work?"

Fang Ping was confused and hurriedly followed. At the same time, he became more vigilant and carefully concealed his aura for fear of being discovered.

This Nanming Phoenix Flame was Fang Ping's trophy after defeating Huang Pei'an in the life-and-death contest.

It's just that it's just a spiritual fire with limited power. You have to seal it up after using it once and let it replenish slowly. And you have to be careful when using it and don't overuse it. Otherwise, when its power is exhausted, it will be destroyed. It may disappear directly.

Ever since he obtained Nanming Phoenix Flame Fire, Fang Ping had actually not used it a few times, and he always took good care of it, fearing that its power would be lost and a treasure would be lost in vain.

Although this Nanming Feng Yanhuo doesn't allow him to vaguely sense it like the spiritual beast weapon, he doesn't know if it is heading in the direction of Nanming Fengyan.

However, what Fang Ping is sure of is that it should have been born out of Nanming Fengyan. At this moment, it left on its own, and the direction it went must be related to Nanming Fengyan.

Facts have proved that Nanming Feng Yanhuo really did not disappoint Fang Ping. .五2⓪.С○мш

He followed Feng Yanhuo and flew for dozens of miles, and then came to a bottomless rift valley.

Standing above the rift valley, looking at Feng Yanhuo rushing towards the rift valley, Fang Ping silently protected himself, holding the Tiger Spirit Knife in his hand, with the Wind and Thunder Wings behind him ready to go, and followed closely behind him into the place. A rift.

The width of the rift valley varies. The widest part is about ten feet, and the narrow part is only enough for a person to stand sideways.

But the depth of the rift shocked Fang Ping. So far, he and Feng Yanhuo had penetrated three to four hundred feet, but they still hadn't reached the bottom.

But his consciousness, which was 1,200 feet deep, could not reach the bottom of the valley at all.

But as they continued to go down, Fang Ping gradually began to feel a faint breath of fire floating up from the bottom of the valley.

"Is this earth fire?"

As he went deeper, the breath of fire gradually began to become stronger, and at the same time, a pungent smell filled his mouth and nose.

And Fang Ping's consciousness finally discovered the situation at the bottom.

It turned out that underneath him, there was a section of the valley about ten miles long that was filled with bubbling geofire magma.

Seeing this, Fang Ping couldn't help but frown, why did Feng Yanhuo come here?

Could it be that due to the nature of fire, he was attracted by the breath of fire here?

This thought flashed past, but Feng Yanhuo in front of him still kept moving forward, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

Fang Ping put aside his thoughts, no matter why Feng Yanhuo came here, he definitely wanted to follow him and have a look.

So he continued to follow Feng Yanhuo as he flew over the hot earth fire magma, and finally stopped on the other side of the magma pool.

There was no longer fiery red magma here, but Fang Ping did not fall to the ground. He stepped on the flying sword and looked at the motionless Feng Yanhuo attached to a rock in confusion.

Is there something wrong with this stone?

Fang Ping scanned his consciousness and found nothing unusual at all. He took out a magic weapon and long sword and slashed the stone twice. As a result, several stones the size of human heads fell to the dark ground below, but It was like falling into a sticky swamp, sinking slowly.

Fang Ping didn't pay much attention to this, because there was an extra pit in the rock he had just cut down, and Feng Yanhuo actually penetrated deep into it, and continued to lie on the stone inside, sending out bursts of heat waves, as if to make this hole. The rocks are melting.

Fang Ping also saw that there must be something behind the rock that was attracting Feng Yanhuo, that's why it acted like this.

So Fang Ping summoned two puppets from the ninth level of Qi Refining, and asked them to dig into the mountains and rocks under the guidance of Feng Yanhuo, and forcibly carved out a passage about a hundred feet deep in the rocks at the bottom of the valley.

Fang Ping, who was controlling two puppets to excavate rocks, suddenly felt certain and quickly controlled the puppets to stop. Then he personally got in and reached the end of the passage.

A faint spiritual energy floated through the rocks, making Fang Ping realize that if he continued digging, there must be something extraordinary ahead.

To prepare for the unexpected, he put away the two puppets from the ninth level of Qi Refining, released his only two puppets from the ninth level of foundation construction to defend himself, and then held a spare nine-tooth sword that he bought specifically for digging the cave. The rake tool dug forward.

Not long after, Fang Ping raked down. Instead of digging out rocks, a layer of formation aura was triggered.

The faint spiritual energy fluctuations that Fang Ping sensed were emanating from this formation.

"The formation is artificially arranged, not a natural formation. Is there someone here?"

Fang Ping didn't know much about formations, but he could tell whether the formation light in front of him was a formation arranged by a cultivator or a natural formation.

"There is actually spiritual energy overflowing. Is this formation damaged?"

Fang Ping soon realized that something was wrong.

But he didn't know who was in the formation. If he rashly broke the formation, it would obviously be more trouble than gain if he caused a conflict.

But Feng Yanhuo didn't care at all. After being blocked by the formation light curtain, it actually attached to the light curtain, emitting scorching power as if it wanted to forcefully break through the formation to block it and rush in.

Seeing this, Fang Ping made up his mind and took out the treasure mirror magic weapon, but found that the formation in front of him was full of holes and flaws everywhere.

So he didn't hesitate and started to break the formation directly with the Tiger Spirit Knife in hand.

"Boom boom..."

The formation here was originally at the end of its strength. Fang Ping and Feng Yanhuo joined forces and broke the formation in a few moves.

Thus, a natural cave of more than 20 feet in radius appeared in front of Fang Ping.

At the bottom of the cave in front, a middle-aged monk sat cross-legged, his robes torn, with many traces of burns, and even his body had many burns.

At this time, he was really sitting cross-legged beside a basin-sized underground fire magma pool. The hot and surging underground fire was triggered by his hand gestures and turned into a red fire dragon in front of him.

On the opposite side of the fire dragon, there was a gray-white with a little red gold, which turned into a fire phoenix and was struggling under the pressure of the fire dragon.

"Liao Ming, Nanming Fengyan!"

Seeing the situation in the cave clearly, Fang Ping's eyes suddenly lit up: "Liao Ming, you are really good at hiding."

As for Liao Ming's current hiding place, if Fang Ping hadn't had Feng Yanhuo to lead the way, no one would have found it.

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