The Path to Immortality

After clarifying his identity and purpose of coming, Fang Pingping and his new disciples successfully entered the stronghold.

In the large tent in the center of the stronghold, the disciples saw the foundation-building monks sitting here.

"I've met Uncle Fu!"

Everyone saluted.

According to the gossip that Fang Ping heard on the way here, Uncle Fu is almost 150 years old this year and is still in the early stage of foundation building. It can be said that the possibility of golden elixir has been completely eliminated.

This time he volunteered to come to the secular Qingyuan City to take charge, just because he wanted to make more contributions to the sect in order to give back to future generations.

Facing the disciples, he had a businesslike expression. He first gave some instructions to the disciples, and then changed the topic and revealed his true purpose.

"I understand that you are all disciples of the inner sect with a bright future and are expected to build a foundation. You only focus on cultivation and do not want to be sent here by the sect. But there is no way. It involves the Demon Realm and the two-realm passage, and the relationship is huge. Someone must go there. Do."

"Since the master has given the order, I can only act according to the rules and will never show favoritism."

"But the clan law is nothing more than human feelings. I also came up from the inner disciples. I know that you and others are in many difficulties."

"Let's do this. If anyone has something they can't tell, they can come to me alone later to express their feelings. If it's really difficult, I can't be accommodating to make it easier."

"Okay, if there's nothing else, let's go."

After that, he waved his sleeves and drove the disciples out.

But Master Fu's words made the disciples present have different thoughts.

Some people didn't take it seriously, some people frowned secretly, some people were dissatisfied, but some people's eyes lit up and they saw a comfortable way out.

The disciples with different thoughts dispersed, found an unoccupied tent in the stronghold, and began to meditate and rest.

But just a moment later, a disciple quietly got up and rushed to Master Fu's camp.

"Is it convenient to spend money to buy it? This Master Fu is very straightforward!"

Fang Ping was naturally very interested in this method.

He did not come here to complete his garrison duty peacefully. I just took this opportunity to gain the right to freely enter and exit Qingyuan City to explore.

Uncle Fu's style was quite to his liking.

After waiting patiently for a while, after the first few disciples returned one after another, they got up and pretended to wander around, preparing to go to the camp in the center of the stronghold.

But at this moment, he glanced casually and suddenly saw a graceful and impressive figure in a tent.

Ji Hongling, who was one of the three outstanding figures of the outer sect along with Liu Wuchen back then!

I haven’t seen her for many years. This female cultivator who was at the seventh level of Qi training back then has already reached the perfection of Qi training. In the entire D District, they are among the best.

If I remember correctly, this female cultivator has a foundation-building elder as her backer in the inner sect.

In the sect competition that year, Liu Wuchen was matched with Miao Youfang by chance. As a result, both sides suffered losses. Ji Hongling defeated them without a fight and directly won the first place in the outer sect competition. He was promoted to the inner sect as an exception and received a foundation-building pill.

"This is a bit strange...doesn't this woman already have the Foundation Establishment Pill? Why do you want to take risks here?"

Fang Ping had some doubts in his heart.

Do you think a foundation-building pill is not safe enough?

Or is it that this woman has already tried to build a foundation, but unfortunately it was not successful and she has to plan another opportunity to build a foundation?

Or maybe the Foundation Establishment Pill from back then had a hidden agenda and did not fall into the hands of this woman in the end?

Fang Ping didn't know which one was the truth, and he didn't care.

But this woman's appearance here is undoubtedly for the [Soul Condensing Dew] that may appear in Qingyuan City.

When he thought that among the other nine strongholds, there might be competitors like Ji Hongling who arrived earlier than him and were more familiar with Qingyuan City, Fang Ping couldn't help but feel a bit of pressure and urgency.

He has enough confidence in his own strength.

But looking for Soul Condensing Dew is not just about strength, it depends more on luck and chance!

"I hope luck is on my side..."

He muttered silently in his heart, and then quickly left from the camp without stopping.

………

"Disciple Fang Ping, please see Master Fu."

Fang Ping stopped at the big tent in the center of the stronghold and spoke respectfully.

Those who came to see him at this time were naturally here to give money. Brother Fu's tone was quite kind: "Senior nephew Fang, right? Just come in."

In the big tent, Fang Ping saw the foundation-building monk again.

Although everyone was well aware of each other's purpose, Master Fu still looked like an old god and asked knowingly: "Master Nephew Fang came to me, but I don't know why?"

Fang Ping held a disciple ceremony and said: "So that my uncle will know that when the disciple went out last month, he was accidentally targeted by the robbery cultivator. Although he was lucky enough to repel the opponent, he suffered serious injuries and has not recovered yet. . I wonder if this duty can be waived for now?”

"To meet Jie Xiu unexpectedly, it seems that Senior Nephew Fang's luck is not very good."

Brother Fu showed sympathy: "But it is your blessing to be assigned to my uncle."

In this way, he neither agreed nor disagreed, but only looked at Fang Ping with his eyes.

Fang Ping understood, and immediately took out a wooden box and handed it over: "I've heard about Master Fu for a long time, and I'm honored to meet you today. I'd like to express my gratitude to you, and I hope Master Fu will accept it."

Inside the box was a spiritual ginseng that had grown for a century.

Medicinal materials of this level are just average for a foundation-building monk. But for a monk in the late stage of Qi training, it can be considered as good.

Fu Xiushi didn't move, just used his spiritual sense to scan it, and immediately understood.

He pondered for a moment, and said: "My nephew, since you have this intention, I, your uncle, will naturally show some appreciation. The arrangement for other disciples is temporarily set at a ten-day cycle, with five days of patrol and five days of rest. How about this, I will make the decision and change it to a twenty-day cycle for you, still patrolling for five days, and resting for the rest of the time. How about it?"

Fang Ping said in embarrassment: "My disciple's injuries are very serious... Can't I really be exempted from the patrol mission?"

Fu Xiushi's tone slightly increased: "If you do too much, it will not be good for you or me. You must know that there is an inner sect elder in the Tiangang Beidou formation."

Although the elder will not leave the formation easily, what if he suddenly feels like coming down to inspect?

Fang Ping thought about it, and said: "Then, I have another gift here. But I don't know how much convenience my uncle can give me?"

Hearing Fang Ping say this, Fu Xiushi's eyes lit up.

Finally, a fat sheep has arrived.

He coughed lightly and said, "How much convenience I can give you depends on your willingness. I can allow you to patrol once a month at most, and each patrol will still last five days, no less."

Patrol for five days a month, and rest the rest of the time, this is also acceptable.

Fang Ping no longer insisted, and said, "How about adding a spiritual ginseng with a medicinal age of sixty years?"

"Not enough!"

Cultivator Fu shook his head.