An Ordinary Path to Immortality

In a daze, Fang Ping only felt as if he had a dream, in which he had slept in the void and chaos for countless thousands of years.

Until one day, he opened his eyes and found that he actually possessed incomparable strength.

So he began to shuttle aimlessly in the boundless chaos, where there was no light, no sound, no mountains, no water, no people, and even nothing else except the gray and hazy chaotic mist.

Later, he found a magical spiritual herb and swallowed it inadvertently, and his own strength became stronger.

Later, he found a spear that also shuttled in the chaos, and he hit it off with it at first sight.

So he continued to shuttle in the chaotic world with a spear, and in the process, he encountered some strange creatures.

Some of them had three heads and six arms, some had human faces and beasts, and some were covered with scales and armor, or simply some kind of living or dead things.

These creatures are just like it, each of them has strong strength, and like him, they were also born in this chaotic world, not knowing where they came from and where they are going.

He met some of these creatures, got along with them, confirmed each other's practice, discussed the meaning of each other's existence, traveled together, and explored treasures together.

He also had grudges with some of these creatures, fought with them, robbed other people's treasures, and was also robbed of treasures.

I thought he would always be like this in this chaos, but one day, a good friend suddenly realized, holding an axe and said he wanted to split this chaotic world and open up a new world completely different from chaos.

Many friends came after hearing the news, and everyone gathered together to deduce the avenue and spy on the secrets of heaven, and then advised him not to be impulsive, because the result of each deduction was a great omen.

But in the end, his friend still went, using that axe to cut off countless avenue rules, and at the same time opened up more rules.

Surrounded by countless rules, the man forcibly created the prototype of a world, but the price was a bit high. When the newly opened world finally took shape, the man also paid with his life.

He used his life to complete the rules that this world lacked, so that this world could run smoothly.

When this world took shape, he finally had some insights and seemed to have found his way to go further.

So he separated the golden toad he got in the chaos and the beads in the golden toad's mouth, letting them enter the new world to understand the rules of operation of this world, while he himself went deep into the chaos and closed himself off to gain enlightenment.

This dream seemed very long, so long that he almost experienced every day of the other party.

At the same time, this dream seemed very short, so short that it seemed that he had watched the whole process completely in just a blink of an eye.

When the first-person perspective of the dream suddenly turned into a third-person perspective, and watching the figure disappear in the chaotic world, Fang Ping suddenly opened his eyes.

However, the moment he opened his eyes, he found that he was not in the chaotic world, nor was he the one who was born in the chaos and sat and discussed with countless powerful people in the chaotic world.

The person in front of him was just a soul of only the Jindan realm.

Beside him, there was a dragon circling around him.

In front of him, there was a soul bead that came from nowhere.

When his thoughts suddenly woke up, the memory in the dream quickly faded like darkness dispelled by the sun, and finally hid in the darkest corner of Fang Ping's memory, and he could not recall it at all.

"I seem to have dreamed of someone just now?"

"It seems that there are some other strange things, but why can't I remember them at all?"

Fang Ping shook his head vigorously, but he couldn't find that memory.

"What's going on? I am a Jindan cultivator, but I can't remember the dream?"

Jindan cultivators have a firm mind and rarely dream. Even if they do dream, it will be clearly imprinted in their memory.

Fang Ping woke up from the dream, but found that he had no memory of the dream.

He even suspected that his memory was deliberately sealed by some powerful existence.

But he didn't want to dwell on this matter. Compared with the illusory dream, he was more concerned about the soul bead that exuded the pure spirit.

"Where did this thing come from?" Fang Ping muttered to himself: "Why is the thing in the soul bead so similar to Taiyuan's jade plate?"

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized something: "Taiyuan? By the way, didn't the Chaos Golden Bead get me by the Wood Toad? Why can't I see him?"

His consciousness instantly turned around his body, but instead of finding the Chaos Golden Bead and the Wood Toad, he found that his body and soul had undergone earth-shaking changes from before.

"How could this happen? Where is my golden elixir? Where is the nine-colored golden elixir condensed from my nine spiritual roots? I still have the cultivation and soul of the golden elixir realm, and my physical strength is also at the golden elixir realm, but how did my golden elixir become a mortal's spiritual root?"

Just now, seeing his golden elixir was gray and looked like a dusty spiritual root in a mortal's body, Fang Ping was shocked and almost went crazy.

But when he tried to use the power of the golden elixir to activate the skills, he was surprised to find that the dusty spiritual root could still exert all the abilities of the golden elixir.

This seemingly insignificant spiritual root can even directly perform any magic he has mastered, without the need to use the golden elixir to convert the spiritual energy attributes as before.

Similarly, he also found that the breath running through the meridians was no longer aura of any attribute, but it could exert the characteristics of aura of all attributes.

Even his own body seemed to be different from before, but he couldn't tell exactly where it was different.

"I remember it was the Chaos Golden Pearl. It entered my soul space, and then I lost consciousness. Could it be related to it?"

"Yes, it must be related to the Chaos Golden Pearl. Maybe the Wood Toad can't escape the connection."

"Wood Toad, Chaos Golden Pearl, where are you, come out!"

Thinking of this, Fang Ping only felt a sharp pain in his soul. The Wood Toad and the Chaos Golden Pearl did not appear, but a memory that did not exist and did not belong to him at all came to his mind.

"Chaos Creation Treasure Book?"

"What kind of skill is this, when did I get this skill?"

"Could it be that the Chaos Golden Pearl transformed my body and golden elixir, and also passed this skill to me?"

Fang Ping fell into a brief contemplation.

The Chaos Golden Bead, the Chaos Creation Treasure Book, and even his own golden elixir had become something like a chaotic gas mass.

All the changes seemed to be linked to the word chaos.