The Path to Immortality

Although the Nascent Soul looks a little weak, its appearance is clearly the same as that of Tianhe Zhenren. The majestic aura on his body is the same as that of the demon in the formation, and he is also at the Nascent Soul stage!

The Nascent Soul, which looked like a child, held a precious mirror shining with azure starlight in its plump little hands.

That treasure mirror contains unpredictable power, which is beyond the imagination of all the ancestors of the Golden Pill. It is at least a top-grade spiritual treasure!

Within Yuanying's body, the outline of a cyan jade bottle can still be vaguely seen.

If there is no accident, it should be a natal magic weapon that can be taken into the body.

Compared to the Nascent Soul cultivator in its prime state, the strength of the out-of-body Nascent Soul that has given up its physical body will undoubtedly be greatly reduced. But relying only on these two treasures, this Yuanying can easily suppress all the golden elixirs present!

"Zhenren Tianhe?"

"Could it be that Senior Tianhe Nascent Soul is here in person?"

Feeling the aura of the Nascent Soul and the intentional or unintentional intimidation of the Spiritual Treasure in his hand, the Jindan monk present easily confirmed the other party's identity.

Although he was shocked, he couldn't help but be a little confused.

Didn't Ning Jifeng say before that Master Tianhe had been reborn and had initially restored his golden elixir cultivation?

Why is the ancestor in front of me clearly still temporarily existing in the world in the form of Nascent Soul?

While they all saluted, some Jindan ancestors couldn't help but secretly look at Ning Jifeng with their peripheral vision.

However, even this core disciple of Tianxing Sect looked shocked.

Obviously, even he didn't know that after Tianhe Zhenren's Nascent Soul escaped back, he never took it away, and it was hidden in the protective treasure he was given before leaving!

Faced with doubts, Master Tianhe naturally understood.

He just said lightly: "The Demon Lord knew that I was secretly going out and set up an ambush in advance. A very high-ranking internal agent must have been placed in the Tianxing Sect. I deliberately released false news to confuse the Demon Lord. This move was also a last resort. "

Immediately, Master Tianhe's Nascent Soul looked at the sluggish demon in the formation.

More than a thousand years ago, the seniors of the Tianxing Sect sealed this demon here.

Unexpectedly, more than a thousand years later, when the Tianxing Sect was destroyed, he would need to use the Nascent Soul Demon to quickly restore his combat power and rebuild the Tianxing Sect.

One drink and one peck, could it be a predetermined decision?

………

Within the realm of pure emptiness and illusion.

After getting the opportunity of the Law Origin Fruit, Fang Ping left the snowy area and entered a large lush mountain forest.

This area is almost exactly the same as the outside world. The sun rises, the moon sets, and the celestial phenomena change. The number of opportunities contained is still faintly above the snowy area.

As he concentrated on searching, two days passed in a flash.

Although he was unable to find any earth-level opportunities like the Fayuan Fruit during this period, Fang Ping still found a lot of yellow-level opportunities one after another.

Most of them are elixirs and spiritual materials, and there are also two bottles of Sheng Yuan Dan that are very attractive to other monks in the early stages of foundation building.

As for the Xuanjie opportunities, I also found two.

One of them is a spiritual grass futon woven from the first-grade high-grade spiritual plant [Solanum nigrum].

Futons woven with this spiritual grass can significantly speed up monks' practice. They are also very helpful in meditating, getting rid of delusions, and maintaining inner clarity. They are very popular among foundation-building monks.

Another Xuan-level opportunity is a low-grade spiritual weapon that looks like a round mirror and has Bagua-shaped patterns engraved around it.

On the back of this low-grade spiritual weapon is the word Dinglian.

If there is no accident, its name should be [Dinglian Mirror].

According to Fang Ping's investigation, the mirror itself has no ability to kill or protect the body. It only has the ability to immobilize other people's spiritual weapons.

As long as the monk who enshrines Ding Lianying does not hesitate to expend mana to bless it, it is almost difficult to get rid of ordinary low-grade spiritual weapons once they are immobilized.

Even a slightly weaker middle-grade spiritual weapon can be forcibly immobilized by this Dinglian Mirror for several breaths of time.

While overjoyed, Fang Ping took a brief inventory of what he had gained since entering the Qingxu Illusion Realm, and Fang Ping couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Not to mention the ordinary yellow-level opportunities that were of little value to him. Just talking about the most valuable ones, he unknowingly gained as many as six.

They are: century-old frost fruit, ice spring holy water, first-order Dharma source fruit, empty blue vase, spiritual grass futon woven with nightshade grass, and Dinglian mirror.

Although the total amount of opportunities in Qingxu Illusion is fixed, the number that each monk can bring out is uncertain.

Some people were unlucky and were knocked out at the beginning, unable to bring out an opportunity; some monks were lucky enough to find the sealed aura and were able to bring out an additional opportunity.

This leads to the fact that the final remaining opportunity is not fixed, but will vary within a certain range.

Among the two thousand foundation-building monks, Fang Ping quietly took away a few opportunities and was inconspicuous.

Even if the Golden elixir monk personally counted the items afterwards, he would only think that they were within a reasonable range.

But if there are too many opportunities swept away, there is a possibility of attracting suspicion.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Ping, who was by nature steady, made a decision.

When you leave the illusion later, give up those ten ordinary yellow-level opportunities of limited value and only take away these six most valuable gains.

In this way, it can be said to be foolproof.

However, although he did not plan to continue searching, he still had half a day, and it was not his style to waste it like this.

Coincidentally, after entering the third day, after the continuous search by the foundation-building monks, there were not many ordinary opportunities left in the realm of Qingxuan.

There are only some opportunities left that are extremely remote and secretive and difficult to find, as well as a small number of extremely difficult earth-level opportunities that ordinary foundation-building monks cannot win.

Fang Ping was ready to use this last bit of time to see if he could get another Earth-level opportunity.

After searching for more than an hour, Fang Ping found many foundation-building cultivators who were reluctant to leave when he passed a large area of ​​green bamboo forest.

At a glance, there were several mid-stage foundation-building cultivators.

Among them, Fang Ping even recognized a true disciple of the Nine Sects who had participated in the Jingdu Peak Arena.

To attract so many powerful foundation-building cultivators, there must be an unobtained Earth-level opportunity here.

Fang Ping's eyes flashed, and he slightly pulled away and landed on the other side of the bamboo sea.

A foundation-building cultivator who was frowning and thinking hard was startled by Fang Ping's arrival and glanced at him with some displeasure.

After discovering that he was just an early-stage foundation-building cultivator, he was too lazy to pay attention and regained his attention.

Restricted by the rules of the illusion, they could not take out all the opportunities they had collected. Fang Ping, an early-stage foundation-building cultivator, knew that it was impossible to collect any good opportunities. Even if he tried to knock Fang Ping out of the illusion, it would be meaningless, so he simply didn't bother to do such useless work.

"It's actually quite harmonious..."

Fang Ping had secretly prepared for a fight, but after a moment of vigilance, he found that these cultivators were more focused on breaking the opportunity here, and no one paid any attention to him, so he slowly relaxed.

He released his spiritual sense to explore this bamboo sea that looked ordinary at first glance, but blocked many foundation-building cultivators from entering.