An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping shook his head a little timidly, and said a little flatteringly: "No, when I woke up, the two seniors had already arrived."

Fang Ping actually doesn't need to act deliberately now because he is really scared inside.

He was afraid that if he did something wrong, the two of them would find out about it, and he would die on the spot.

"I think you are suspicious. Are you in the same group as Fang Ping?" Shao Qing's mother asked.

Fang Ping waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, no, I'm really just a casual cultivator. I wander around the mountains and forests all year round looking for elixirs and herbs in exchange for some spiritual stones. I have never formed a gang with anyone, and I don't even know Fang Ping."

"It's so unlucky, get out of here!"

Fang Ping's mother looked around Fang Ping for a while, but in the end she couldn't find anything strange, so she waved him away.

Fang Ping felt like he was being pardoned and saluted the two of them repeatedly: "Thank you two seniors, thank you so much, seniors. I'll leave now. I also wish the two seniors that they can find that thing as soon as possible... Fang Ping, yes, Fang Ping."

Shao Qing's mother said angrily: "There's so much nonsense, it's a waste of our time, why don't you get out of here."

"Yes, yes, I'll get out now, I'll get out now."

With that said, Fang Ping quickly used the Wind Control Talisman and fled in the direction of Fangshi.

"Damn it, that bitch got away again."

Shao Qing's mother waved her palm fiercely, making a big hole in the ground, which scared Fang Ping and made him run faster.

While running, Fang Ping was thankful in his heart that he was lucky enough to have escaped disaster again.

The enemy was right in front of him, but he didn't recognize him.

At the same time, he was full of praise for this kind of magic weapon that could hide his identity. If he had the opportunity in the future, he would definitely buy a higher-level magic weapon that could hide his identity. 33 novel network

It’s best to be the kind that even the foundation-building monks’ spiritual consciousness can’t see through.

But not long after he flew, two sounds of breaking through the air suddenly came from behind him.

Fang Ping looked back, and suddenly the souls of the dead emerged, and began to frantically activate the wind control talisman to fly in the direction of Fangshi.

It turned out that for some unknown reason, the couple actually chased him.

Due to the gap in strength between the two sides, the distance between them has become closer and closer.

Shao Qing's mother's shouts even reached Fang Ping's ears: "That guy in front of you, stop."

How could Fang Ping stand still? The other party let him go, and now he was chasing him. It was obvious that he was coming with bad intentions.

Not to mention that Fang Ping has a guilty conscience, even if he is completely innocent, he will feel that standing still now is simply sitting back and waiting for death.

Seeing that the market was right in front of him, Fang Ping ran as fast as he could, even swallowing a top-grade spiritual recovery pill to replenish his spiritual energy consumption, in order to enter the market before the opponent caught up with him.

However, things didn't go as planned. Seeing Fang Ping running faster and faster, the two people behind him directly threatened him: "I'll give you one last chance. Stand still and don't move. Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless."

Fang Ping turned around again and saw that the sword in the man's hand was already shining brightly, and the woman also had a few more talismans in her hand. It seemed that they might attack Fang Ping at any time.

"Two seniors, why are you chasing me instead of looking for that Fang Ping?"

Fang Ping asked as he flew.

"Just stop first and I will tell you. Otherwise, we will have no choice but to stop you."

As the woman spoke, she activated a thunder talisman, and a bolt of thunder suddenly exploded in front of Fang Ping.

At the same time, the man's long sword also flew towards Fang Ping, and in the blink of an eye it was already behind Fang Ping.

Fortunately, the other party just wanted to stop him and did not kill him directly. Otherwise, Fang Ping might have been killed on the spot.

At this point, Fang Ping glanced helplessly at Fangshi, which was only about ten miles away, and landed obediently.

A distance of more than ten miles was enough for him to die hundreds of times.

The two stopped Fang Ping one after another again, and the woman said angrily: "Why are you running if I ask you to stop?"

"I'm scared. I thought the two seniors were going to kill me to get the treasure."

"I don't have to wait until now to kill you." The woman said, "Stretch out your hand."

Fang Ping was stunned and said: "What do you two seniors want me to do? I don't have anything in my hand."

At the same time, his hands subconsciously shrank into his sleeves.

"Just stretch out your hand, there's so much nonsense."

"Can you two seniors please tell me what to do with my hands, otherwise I won't know what to do." Fang Ping had a stiff smile on his face, as if he was worried, scared but trying to please.

Although Fang Ping pretended to be very good, the two people at this time were obviously suspicious of Fang Ping and still refused to give up.

The man even reached out to Fang Ping's wrist with his long sword and lifted Fang Ping's hand.

Fang Ping did not dare to move and could only let the two of them observe his hands.

The woman said with doubt in her tone: "Your hands are not like those you should have at your age."

Fang Ping actually guessed the reason why the other party wanted to look at his hands when he wanted to reach out.

Because the disguise on his body can only disguise his appearance, and his hands belonging to a twelve-year-old boy cannot disguise himself at all.

I think it was after I left that the other party remembered this and chased after me.

"You are talking about my hands. This is because when I was young, I followed my elders to collect herbs. Due to lack of experience, the vermilion grass was damaged when I collected it, so that the juice stained my hands. Therefore, my hands have been damaged for so many years. He always looks like a teenager.”

Fang Ping's explanation was reasonable, because the Red Face Herb is one of the main ingredients in refining the Beauty Pill, and its juice does have the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin.

But how could the couple give up? The man directly hit Fang Ping's heel with a sword, and Fang Ping did not dare to activate the magic weapon to resist.

He could only watch the other party control the spiritual energy and wave his hand to shatter his shoes.

Revealing a pair of feet that also belonged to young people.

"Did your feet also get stained with the juice of the Red Face Herb?" He said sarcastically.

Seeing Fang Ping's feet, he was very sure that the man in front of him must have used some kind of magic weapon to conceal his appearance.

So he picked up the bronze mirror again while talking.

Fang Ping's expression remained unchanged. He smiled and said, "Wait, please listen to my explanation, seniors. I was young and ignorant and took the Red Face Grass by mistake, which caused my body to change and my appearance to become deformed and I couldn't face people. That's why I had to use a magic weapon to cover my appearance."

As he spoke, Fang Ping stood up and said, "I have something to prove that what I said is true."

"What is it?" The man who was about to take a bronze mirror to look at Fang Ping paused for a moment.

Then Fang Ping, who was smiling flatteringly and frantically taking things out of his storage bag, raised his hand suddenly, and a dense mass of fifty or sixty various talismans flew towards them.

Then Fang Ping waved his hand again, and another fifty or sixty talismans followed.

Fang Ping himself was enveloped by a layer of spiritual light and rushed towards the market.

"Damn it, you are looking for death!" The woman's roar was drowned out by the sound of talismans exploding.

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