The Path to Immortality

"Boom!"

The weather in the mountains changes suddenly.

It was sunny before, but in an instant, it was covered with dark clouds.

Amid the thunder, heavy rain poured down.

The cold rain fell outside the cave, occasionally splashing on the rocks inside the cave, but it was blocked by Dahei's body, and not a single drop fell on Fang Ping.

In the rushing rain, the forest ushered in a rare tranquility.

The rising water vapor from the rain mixed with the fog in the forest, making the cave more secretive and difficult to be discovered.

When Fang Ping finally woke up from his deep sleep and sat up slowly, it was already a day and a night later.

It was sunny outside again.

Looking at Dahei who was still loyally guarding beside him, Fang Ping felt a little warm in his heart.

"From now on, if I have a bite of meat to eat, you will have a share!"

He said to himself.

At this time, Dahei turned his head and looked over when he noticed Fang Ping waking up. Seeing that he had indeed opened his eyes, he immediately showed a happy expression and rubbed Fang Ping with his huge dragon head.

The hard black scales scratched Fang Ping's back of his hand and hurt...

"Isn't this good!"

Having escaped death and killed a powerful enemy, Fang Ping was in a very good mood.

He touched Dahei and signaled it not to worry, then used the little strength he had recovered to support his body and sit up.

He did some exercises to recover his stiff hands and feet. He tried several times, barely concentrating his spiritual consciousness, looking inward at the meridians around his body, and checking his current condition.

After a while, Fang Ping opened his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.

"This time... it's really a bit miserable!"

In the life-and-death battle with Tianluo Taoist, although the activation time of the Purple Yang Burning Blood Secret Technique did not exceed thirty breaths, some of the uncontrolled mana ran wild in his body, causing serious injuries to his meridians and dantian.

In addition, the squeezing of potential and the consumption of blood and qi, as well as the aftermath of the Yin Thunder Pearl, also made him abnormally weak.

Fortunately, the foundation laid by the Golden Elixir Method of Zi Yang Zhen Jing is still very solid. Fang Ping has been practicing steadily and steadily, and his foundation is quite solid.

Although his physical injuries are serious, they have not damaged his foundation and left no permanent problems.

But at least for half a year, he will not be able to practice. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he must not fight with others.

As for now, after a day and a night of rest, with the help of elixirs, his injuries and magic power have recovered slightly, but they have only barely stabilized the injuries.

The more fatal injury comes from the trauma of his soul.

I don’t know what method Tianluo Taoist used to ignore the protection of magic tools and protective spells and hurt his soul twice.

That is, everyone is in the late stage of Qi training, the difference in the strength of the soul is not that great, and the second Soul Seal was hastily launched, and its power is far less than the first strike.

Otherwise, he might be shattered on the spot and become an idiot.

Even so, Fang Ping still feels very bad now. He has a splitting headache from time to time and has difficulty concentrating on thinking about some complicated problems.

Moreover, this kind of soul injury cannot be cured by ordinary elixirs. Except for a few rare natural treasures, it can only be slowly recovered by time.

In addition to his own injuries, Fang Ping also lost a lot of personal belongings.

Under the siege of the ghost generals of the Hundred Ghost Banner, the Black Fire Cover was shattered on the spot and completely lost its value.

The newly purchased top-grade magic weapon [Blue Hair Bone Penetrating Flying Needle] was destroyed by his self-defense jade pendant.

The top-grade magic weapon Yanlong Taoist robe was also seriously damaged in the battle. At least 30% to 40% of the patterns on the Taoist robe were broken. After returning, it must be repaired by the weapon refiner.

In addition, the withered bone illusion array was scrapped, and the Yin Leizhu, which served as a trump card, was used. The Taixu Sword Talisman was also used, and it would take at least three or four months to nourish it again!

"I'm afraid I can't even beat a slightly stronger mid-stage Qi training cultivator now."

With a sigh, Fang Ping couldn't help but lament his bad luck again.

He spent a lot of money in Bailu Immortal City, and all kinds of transactions did not attract the attention of the robbery cultivator. As a result, when he was about to run out of Tainan Mountains, he unexpectedly met a demon cultivator with unimaginable strength!

He was forced to use all his trump cards, and finally relied on the spirit beast to save the situation and won with difficulty.

Until this moment, recalling the danger of the battle at that time, Fang Ping still couldn't help palpitations and fear.

This time, he definitely didn't check the almanac before going out.

"Fortunately, Tianluo Taoist was killed by me, so I didn't lose everything!"

Thinking of the spoils from the demon robbery cultivator, Fang Ping's injured mood was a little comforted.

He took out the storage bag picked up by Dahei.

Tianluo Taoist had two storage bags on him. The middle-grade storage bag hanging outside his robe had been completely destroyed in the fierce battle, and the items inside were lost together.

The other was a top-grade storage bag that he kept close to his body. It was made of unknown materials, but it looked particularly strong. With the intentional protection of Tianluo Taoist, it was fortunately preserved and fell into Fang Ping's hands.

Fang Ping tried to open it, but encountered an invisible restriction, and his magic power was bounced back.

"Sure enough, there is the imprint of the original owner's magic power!"

He was in a very bad state at the moment, and he shouldn't use his magic power rashly.

But Tianluo Taoist's origin and strength were a mystery, and there were also magic methods such as the white bone banner, which made Fang Ping think a little more.

He was worried that there were secret marks in the storage bag that could be located by his master or other magic cultivators, so he decided to crack the storage bag in advance at the risk of worsening his injuries.

"Well, this place is relatively hidden, and the possibility of being discovered by monks is low. But there are still a lot of monsters in the Tainan Mountains. For safety reasons, it is best to take some cover first."

Fang Ping thought of something and took out the inferior [Mysterious Array] made by himself from his storage bag.

Although it is only the most basic formation, it is enough to cover your whereabouts and improve security at the moment.

As the formation flags were in place, activating the power of heaven and earth, mist soon filled the air, like a common mist in the mountains and forests, cleverly covering the cave.

With this layer of cover, there is no need to worry about being discovered by wandering monsters.

Relieved, Fang Ping picked up Taoist Tianluo's storage bag again.

The owner is dead, and the mana mark in the storage bag is sourceless water.

Even though Fang Ping was extremely careful and the progress was not fast, the remaining marks were still erased in one day.

The next moment, many items in the storage bag fell out like flowers.

Replacement clothes, daily necessities, various spiritual elixirs, magical instruments, Taoist books and jade slips, spiritual grasses and spiritual materials, a large number of spiritual stones... almost half of the cave is covered!

Fortunately, there is a mysterious formation to cover it up, otherwise you can see the shining auras of various colors far outside the cave.

"This man is so rich!"

Looking at the items piled up like a hill, Fang Ping felt happy.

Do a little picking and move aside some everyday items that are useless or of limited value.

Among the remaining items, a treasure box that was sealed with many restrictions first caught Fang Ping's attention.

"Could it be something good?"