The Path to Immortality

Perhaps realizing that he had been discovered, a middle-aged man dressed as a casual cultivator walked out of the woods.

With a bit of uncontroversial kindness on his face, he said: "This fellow Taoist was passing by by accident and heard the noise, so he came to see the situation and had no intention of getting involved in the dispute. However, I Seeing that fellow Taoist is seriously injured, do you need help?"

Judging from the traces of this casual cultivator being discovered by Dahei and the aura he inadvertently revealed, his cultivation is at the middle stage of Qi training at best.

Fang Ping's thoughts were spinning and he said coldly: "I am a true disciple of the Luoyang Sect. I was ordered by my sect to come with my brothers to hunt down the demon cultivator. Who are you? Are you related to the demon cultivator?"

The true biography of Luoyang Sect?

Demon cultivator?

The middle-aged casual cultivator was startled. He saw movement from a distance and hesitated for a long time. When he came over cautiously, Fang Ping and Taoist Tianluo had already finished the fight.

Naturally, he didn't see the scene when the two were fighting.

But the reputation of Luoyang Sect's true successor is still enough to scare people. As for the demon cultivator, in the world of immortal cultivators in Liang Kingdom, everyone is clamoring for a fight.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! How could I be a demon cultivator?"

The middle-aged man waved his hands repeatedly, looking cautious.

But looking at Fang Ping's weak aura and serious injuries, and looking at the young dragon guarding him, whose strength was not even in the middle stage of Qi training, he couldn't help but have evil thoughts in his heart.

I heard that all the disciples of the Immortal Sect are extremely rich.

If I could kill this person unexpectedly...

There must be something good about a true disciple of the Luoyang Sect, right?

After doing this job, you have become prosperous, why do you still want to be a casual cultivator?

Seeing that the middle-aged monk was just talking but refused to leave, Fang Ping had an ominous premonition in his heart.

It seems that the Luoyang Sect's reputation is not enough to suppress the evil thoughts in this person's heart.

Whatever.

Fang Ping's left hand behind his back quietly produced a ball, but his expression gradually softened: "It turns out that I was passing by accidentally, so I'll be relieved."

He paused and put on the arrogant attitude that disciples of large sects often have before practicing: "During the fierce battle earlier, I have exhausted all the elixirs. Do you have any healing elixirs? Bring a few! Let's chase them separately. My senior brother will come back and I will pay you back twice as much.”

In order to make the casual cultivator lower his guard and worry about accidentally injuring Dahei in the future, Fang Ping also deliberately put his own spirit beast back into the spirit beast bag.

The middle-aged monk was thinking about how to find a reason to approach Fang Ping so that he could surprise him and attack him unexpectedly. After all, who knows if these big disciples have any trump cards.

If the sneak attack fails, then he will be in dire straits, and the only way left is to escape from the Liang Kingdom's immortal world immediately.

At this moment, when he heard that Fang Ping asked for the healing elixir, and that the only young dragon that might threaten him was put away, his eyes lit up.

He quickly said: "Yes, yes! I just came out of Bailu Fairy City, and I happen to have the high-grade elixir I bought on me."

As he said that, he slowly approached and pretended to take out the storage bag and groped inside.

Just when he was about ten feet away from Fang Ping.

Fang Ping suddenly showed surprise and said loudly behind the middle-aged monk: "Brother, you are finally here!"

The middle-aged monk was shocked, quickly restrained his evil thoughts, and turned his head to look back.

At that moment, Fang Ping raised his hand and threw out the bead in his hand.

It was the [Yin Lei Bead] that I bought from Changfengfang back then!

This one-time magic weapon has amazing power and a large range, but when Fang Ping bought it in Changfengfang, he learned that it had a fatal flaw.

That is extremely unstable. It will explode quickly after taking action, and there is a high possibility of accidentally injuring yourself!

Because of this, Fang Ping has never had a suitable time to use it since he bought it.

But this time, the few talismans left in the storage bag may not be able to restrain this person. Fang Ping, who had no other means at his disposal, had no choice but to choose this extremely dangerous and last trump card in order to ensure death in one blow!

The middle-aged casual cultivator who looked back and saw nothing immediately realized that he had been fooled.

There was a fierce look in his eyes, and he was about to tear up his face and kill Fang Ping by force.

However, the Yin Thunder Bead containing a violent aura flying toward him made him feel an unprecedented death threat.

The casual cultivator's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously raised his defensive weapon.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"Boom!"

Like a dry thunder on a sunny day, accompanied by a deafening sound, the Yin Thunder Bead triggered a terrifying explosion.

The Yin Thunder, which is enough to easily injure a monk in the late stages of Qi training, willfully destroy everything within a ten-foot radius.

The middle-aged casual cultivator, together with his low-grade defensive weapon and the storage bag hanging on his waist, were all shattered to pieces under the bombardment of the Yin Thunder Bead.

At the same time as he threw the Yin Thunder Bead, Fang Ping had already retreated quickly.

Although he managed to avoid the center of the Yin Lei Bead's explosion, Fang Ping was still affected by the aftermath of the explosion under the attack that made no distinction between friend and foe.

The high-grade magic weapon, the Flame Dragon Taoist Robe, once again shone brightly, helping him barely withstand the explosion of the Yin Thunder Pearl.

But the terrible impact still blew him six to seven feet away.

Without the protection of magic power, Fang Ping only felt that his internal organs were shocked and he couldn't help but vomit blood.

After swallowing the healing elixir, the injuries that he finally recovered became more serious, and he almost lost his fighting power completely.

When the aftermath of Yin Lei Zhu dissipated, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and tried to stand up, but found that he did not even have the strength to stand up.

"Today is really miserable..."

Fang Ping couldn't help but chuckle.

Fortunately, he still won in the end!

Through the mind connection, he gave an order to Dahei who was waiting in the spirit beast bag.

With the permission of his master, Dahei jumped out again. He looked around and found no other danger. He flicked his tail carefully and threw Fang Ping on his back, then ran away and disappeared into the dense forest in the distance.

"Fortunately, I raised this black-scaled dragon..."

Fang Ping had this thought in his mind, and then he could no longer hold on and fell into a coma.

It was only a moment later.

Another figure appeared on the battlefield. After a brief look, he noticed the destroyed Hundred Ghosts Banner, the broken corpse of Tianluo Taoist, and the big pit left by the explosion of Yin Leizhu, and his face changed.

"Such a fierce battle... Could it be that two Qi training perfect monks are fighting?"

………

Dahei ran desperately in the forest.

Its natural sensitivity to water vapor allowed it to quickly find a stream in the forest, and it followed the stream upstream to find an inconspicuous natural cave at the end of the upper reaches.

Dahei, who had swallowed many wisdom pills, thought for a moment, licked his dragon claws, and hid in the cave with Fang Ping on his back.

Not knowing what to do for the time being, it carefully placed the seriously injured Fang Ping on a dry rock in the cave and stayed by his side.

Occasionally, poisonous creatures such as insects and snakes were scared away by its dragon's faint pressure before they got close.

Time passed by little by little.