The Path to Immortality

Fang Ping had a vague judgment in his mind, and then he put away the silver foil page, preparing to slowly interpret it after his injury healed.

"It seems that the previous battle was really a fluke."

If Tianluo Taoist had not been so arrogant, or had not hesitated to expose his identity as a demon cultivator, and had gone all out from the beginning, it would have been unknown whether Fang Ping could win the battle!

"By the way, in the previous battle, Tianluo Taoist also used an extremely powerful footwork..."

Thinking of Tianluo Taoist's figure that flashed past his attack like clouds and smoke, Fang Ping hurriedly searched in the remaining Taoist books and jade slips.

"It really exists!"

After a while, Fang Ping saw a footwork called [Yanluo Step] in the bottom jade slip.

From the description, it should be the footwork of Tianluo Taoist when he was avoiding his secret method to chase him.

Thinking of the mysterious appearance of that footwork, Fang Ping couldn't help but feel a little eager, and he wished he could start practicing immediately.

In addition to the skills, Fang Ping also found several magic weapons in the storage bag, including those of the immortal way and the magic way. Unfortunately, perhaps the best quality magic weapons have been damaged in the battle, and the quality of these magic weapons is really average.

The only exception is the signature magic weapon of Tianluo Taoist [Tianluo Umbrella].

Fang Ping still remembers the excellent defensive power of this top-grade magic weapon.

It can still withstand the Fire Cloud Technique that he has activated with all his strength. Even with the golden light of the Nine Revolutions Golden Ring, it only temporarily freezes it for a breath.

After a brief inspection, Fang Ping found with some regret that the Tianluo Umbrella was also seriously damaged in the battle, and it looked even worse than his own Yanlong Taoist robe.

The umbrella surface was damaged in many places, and the restrictions on the umbrella handle were also damaged.

Fortunately, its material itself is extremely solid, and the forging technique is also very sophisticated. It is likely to be made by a real first-level weapon refiner.

This extremely excellent quality allows it to retain some possibility of repair.

In addition to the techniques and instruments, there are many valuable things in Tianluo Taoist's storage bag.

For example, there is an alchemy apprentice inheritance that was stolen from someone unknown, but unfortunately the content is not as comprehensive as the one Fang Ping bought from Jiang's Dan Dingfang. However, the several low- and medium-grade basic alchemy recipes recorded in it still have some merits.

For example, there are two techniques that can be cultivated to the foundation-building stage, several Qi training stage spells, and a jade slip that records the foundation-building experience.

For example, there are more than ten bottles of various elixirs and some commonly used talismans.

In addition, there are some unknown magic materials, more than ten medium-grade spirit stones and more than two thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Not to mention for ordinary Qi training cultivators, even for Fang Ping now, it is an amazing fortune.

It's just that no items comparable to the thousand-year-old stalactite, silver foil book pages, and Yanluo Steps have been found.

After checking all the valuable items that had been counted and finding no suspicious marks or fluctuations in mana, Fang Ping burned the rest of the items to ashes, which was considered to be an end to the previous brutal battle.

Until this moment, the little worry in his heart was completely dissipated.

………

More than ten days later.

Fang Ping still stayed in the cave to recuperate and did not leave rashly.

During this period, occasionally there were cultivators flying through the sky nearby, but without exception, no one was found hiding in the cave at the end of the stream in the forest below.

After these days of recuperation, Fang Ping's mana and superficial injuries have finally returned to normal.

However, as he had seen before, the meridians and Dantian were not so easy to recover because of the backlash of the violent mana and the trauma of the soul. It would take at least a few months of rest.

"Now that I have the initial power to protect myself, there is no need to stay here any longer."

Return directly to the sect?

Fang Ping pondered for a few seconds and temporarily denied this plan.

This is Tainan Mountain Range, a bit far from the sect. What if there are other dangers on the way back?

Or should we return to Bailu Xiancheng, which is only a day's journey away?

When Fang Ping thought of other robbery cultivators active near Bailu Xiancheng, there might be a ruthless character like Tianluo Daoist, so he decisively killed this plan.

At this time, he had an idea and remembered that on the way he came, there seemed to be a secular human town on the outermost plain of Tainan Mountain Range.

The civilians in the town lived in peace with the world, and mostly made a living by hunting and collecting mountain products in the mountains.

"Perhaps, I can stay in the secular world with thin spiritual energy for a few months, and then go home after I have completely recovered from my injuries!"

Having made up his mind, he put Dahei into the spirit beast bag, threw out the chasing wind boat, stuffed in the spirit stone, and flew towards the location of the secular town in his memory.

Half a day later.

With the help of the Thousand Illusion Bracelet, Fang Ping turned into an ordinary-looking chivalrous young man with a sword on his back, and entered Linshan Town along the mountain road.

Although Linshan Town is small, it is backed by the Tainan Mountains and is rich in resources.

Occasionally, there will be foreign chambers of commerce or some warriors coming to the mountains to look for herbs and hunt some fierce beasts with strength between demon beasts and wild beasts, using their meat full of blood and qi to temper their bodies and practice martial arts.

For this reason, the residents of the town were not surprised to see Fang Ping appear, but rather welcomed him.

After all, these chivalrous men in the martial arts world are often generous, and as long as they entertain well, there is a good chance of getting rewards from others.

Stopping for a moment and experiencing the interesting life of the town, Fang Ping's heart, which was slightly indifferent due to his years of concentration on practice, was slightly touched.

He thought about it and did not choose to go to the only inn in the town. Instead, he found a pawnbroker and bought a small but elegant courtyard in the town.

There was a bamboo grove in the courtyard. Occasionally, the breeze would make a rustling sound. Not only was it not noisy, but it was more quiet, which made Fang Ping very satisfied with the place.

As for money...

Would a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training care about the gold and silver in the secular world?

Linshan Town is not one of the big cities in Liang State. There are no strict rules. Everything depends on connections.

After giving the silver and inadvertently showing a little "inner strength of the acquired warrior", the pawnbroker showed awe and did things much more efficiently.

In a cup of tea, the formalities were completed.

Looking at the courtyard where he was the only one left, Fang Ping nodded with satisfaction.

After pasting a few talismans in various places in the courtyard and making some simple arrangements, he moved a reclining chair into the courtyard, basking in the warm sunshine, and began a rare leisure time.

Even on the road to immortality, one must occasionally stop and rest for a while and look at the scenery along the way.

He did not return to the house until the sun was setting. After swallowing a Bigu Pill, he took out the silver foil page he found in Tianluo Taoist's storage bag and slowly deduced and interpreted it.

There was no way to practice at the moment, and there was nothing else to do for the time being. It was just the right time to decipher the secret method recorded on it.

The sun rose and the moon set.

Two months passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, after spending a lot of effort to repeatedly check the deciphered content and confirming that it was correct, Fang Ping looked at the deduction content recorded in ordinary words in front of him and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.