The Path to Immortality

Seeing Fang Ping coming in, the foundation building elder stationed at the ancestral hall paused for a moment on his young appearance with his cloudy eyes, revealing a little envy.

Then, he said in a hoarse voice: "New disciple, come here to leave the soul lamp?"

Fang Ping nodded and handed over the identity token again.

The foundation building elder verified the information, nodded, and waved to Fang Ping: "Follow me."

A moment later.

In front of a stone table that was not yet filled with lamps.

The foundation building elder took out a soul lamp that had not yet been lit from his storage bag, as well as a simple spell, and handed it to Fang Ping.

Then he reminded: "Use this spell, separate a trace of your soul and spirit, and put it into it, and you can light the soul lamp."

Taking the jade slip with the spell, Fang Ping probed into it with his spiritual consciousness and tried to figure it out. In just a quarter of an hour, he had a preliminary grasp of it.

Under the elder's gaze, he pretended to be unfamiliar and mobilized the power of his soul, preparing to do as the spell required.

In fact, at the moment of separating the spirit and soul aura, he had already secretly activated the art of concealing the soul.

Under the witness of this foundation-building elder, a trace of forged spirit and soul aura sank into the soul lamp, causing the bronze lamp to ignite a faint flame.

Even Fang Ping himself, after completing this step, could not distinguish the authenticity after examining it again.

"Yes! Today, my Luoyang Sect has added another talent!"

Seeing the soul lamp light up, the foundation-building elder nodded with satisfaction without finding any abnormality.

Sent into the sect at the age of five and growing up until now, this foundation-building elder obviously sincerely hopes that the sect will prosper day by day.

………

Leave from the ancestral hall.

Fang Ping has preliminarily completed all the necessary matters after foundation-building.

Driving the escape light, he returned to the cave residence of Yunyang Peak, which he had not seen for half a year.

The person who replaced the spirit-plant husband Cheng Guan was a spirit-plant husband who was young enough and was deliberately selected by Fang Ping, named Xing Luorong.

He is only thirty years old, and can still serve Fang Ping for at least a few more decades.

At this moment, Xing Luorong was busy tending to the spiritual field. He stood up accidentally and saw a light falling towards this side, which surprised him.

He quickly bowed and said, "I don't know which foundation-building senior is here. My cave master broke through the foundation-building half a year ago, and now..."

He suddenly realized something, his body trembled violently, and he raised his head in disbelief.

The next moment, Xing Luorong said in surprise: "Congratulations to the master... Congratulations to the uncle, congratulations to the uncle! The foundation-building is successful, and the immortal path is successful!"

Previously, Xing Luorong was surprised enough to stand out from several cultivators competing for the position of spiritual plant husband and be favored by the other party at first sight.

Later, when Fang Ping broke through the foundation-building, Xing Luorong was worried about this matter, fearing that the cave master who treated people well would fail to build the foundation, or even the worst case, die directly in the retreat.

In that case, the position he had finally found would be lost.

Who would have thought that this old cultivator in his fifties, who was said to have risen from the outer sect, could successfully build a foundation in one fell swoop? It was really amazing.

Doesn't this mean that from now on, I can also benefit from it and serve a cultivator who has built a foundation?

"Well said, reward you!"

Xing Luorong's surprise seemed to be from the heart. Fang Ping was not stingy and casually rewarded him with a bottle of Ningyuan Dan, which was no longer useful to him.

Only then did he walk into the cave he had been away from for half a year in the joyful gratitude of the other party.

There were restrictions to protect the cave, and there was no change in the cave compared to half a year ago.

"It's a pity that I can't stay for a few days!"

Fang Ping looked at it a little nostalgic, shook his head, took out a dozen communication talismans, and began to communicate one by one.

The success of building a foundation is a great joy.

If it were other inner disciples, they would probably have to make a big fuss.

But Fang Ping didn't have many friends in the inner sect, and even if he wanted to make a big fuss, he didn't have so many familiar Taoist friends. There are as many ordinary disciples willing to build relationships as you want.

But no matter how many of them come, what use are they to Fang Ping?

Moreover, in ancient times, the foundation-building stage was just the beginning of entering the avenue, and it was not worth celebrating. It is only now that it is celebrated.

Fang Ping is determined to strive for immortality and longevity, so his vision is naturally higher.

It will not be too late to make a big fuss when he achieves the golden elixir or even the Nascent Soul in the future!

However, not making a big fuss does not mean that nothing will be done.

Even if it is out of etiquette, at least the news should be notified to the familiar people.

Elder Wu of the outer sect, Taoist Yun Yi of the inner sect, Senior Brother Liu Wuchen, and some inner sect disciples who had some contacts in the past are all on the list of notifications.

As for Jiang Yucheng...

Fang Ping shook his head. Since the other party built his foundation, the two sides have been drifting apart. In the years of seclusion, there has been no communication.

At this moment, if I take the initiative to notify him after building my foundation, it would seem a bit deliberate.

No need!

At the end of the notice, Fang Ping also sent a communication talisman and flew to Zhengyang Hall.

When he was promoted to the inner sect, Fang Ping went to Zhengyang Hall in person to report and select the cave.

Now he is a foundation-building uncle, with a different status. According to the tacit rules of the sect, it is naturally the turn of the disciples of Zhengyang Hall to serve his uncle.

The matter of changing the cave is naturally handled by the disciples of Zhengyang Hall in person.

After confirming that there are no missing names on the list, Fang Ping brewed a pot of spiritual tea for himself, sat in the empty cave at ease, and leisurely enjoyed the last time before moving.

………

"This kid actually built a foundation?"

On Tiandu Peak, Elder Wu, who received the summons talisman, pushed away the female cultivators on his body and almost couldn't believe his eyes.

He looked and looked again, and then he confirmed that the young disciple he had temporarily taken care of thirty years ago had really succeeded in building a foundation at the age of over fifty!

In fact, as early as a few years ago, when there was still no movement from Fang Ping, he had gradually given up paying attention to this disciple.

However, after many years of contact, Fang Ping has long been regarded as a pure old friend and has no hope that the other party can build a foundation.

I never thought that when I only had the last ten years left to live, the other party would give me such a surprise!

This made Elder Wu feel greatly relieved for a while.

In this way, the younger members of his family - at least one of them - should save themselves some trouble.

At the very least, I have a foundation-building spiritual item as a guarantee!

"Let me think about what kind of gift I need to prepare later. It's best to show sincerity and be generous without any expense."

Elder Wu opened his storage bag and began to rummage while muttering to himself.

………

"This kid actually built a foundation!"

Taoist Yun Yi, who was not far away from the late stage of foundation building, had a complicated expression when he received the communication talisman.

If he had known this, he should have accepted him as his disciple in the first place.

Maybe, the other party can completely inherit his attainments in ancient Taoism.

But then I thought about it, if the other party was able to successfully build the foundation at this age, it was probably due to some chance.

If he were really accepted into his sect, he might delay the other party and miss the opportunity he should have.

"I can only say that there is no master-disciple fate in my life!"

Taoist Yun Yi sighed, but didn't think too much.