The Path to Immortality

The answer from the elder of Qingxu Sect sounded reasonable, which made many foundation-building monks feel relieved.

But there are still monks who are unwilling to give up: "I finally found an opportunity on the ground level, and I was about to win it, but suddenly I was kicked out of the illusion without warning. Not only did I not get the opportunity on the ground level, but I also collected all the things I had collected before." There was no time to bring out the sealing aura and other opportunities. How can we make up for this loss?"

Many of the foundation-building monks who had hurriedly brought out the opportunity when they left the illusion were stunned when they heard this.

A moment later, the monks at the scene were furious.

"I also have a ground-level opportunity, and I am only one step away from winning it!"

"I finally found a high-grade spiritual weapon, and it's just gone..."

"It doesn't matter whether it's chance or not. Zhang came to Qingxu Illusion this time because he just wants fairness!"

"How can the Qingxu Sect make mistakes in such a big matter? We must give an explanation to our eight sect monks today!"

"Give me the chance!"

The Qingxu Sect could not suppress the anger of more than a hundred foundation-building monks, but the Eight Immortal Sects behind them could not be ignored by the Qingxu Sect.

Not to mention, it is now a critical moment for the Nine Sects Alliance.

If this matter breaks out, the impact will be too ugly.

But if we want to make up for it...how to make up for this?

Since the elders of the Qingxu Sect are here to take charge of the opening of the illusion, they naturally have some understanding of the basic situation inside.

In the realm of Qingxuan, there are at most nine trials that can provide heaven-level opportunities, and they were not opened at all this time.

There are only ninety-nine trials at most that can provide opportunities for the Earth Level, and not all of them have been opened.

But there were probably more than a hundred earth-level opportunities that the monks on site were shouting about. All the earth-level opportunities in the fantasy realm are not enough for them, and they have to pay dozens of them.

This is too outrageous! Do you think their Qingxu Sect is easy to bully?

The elder of Qingxu Sect glanced at the crowd and suddenly saw a few of his own disciples hiding quietly in the crowd. They were the ones shouting the loudest!

For a moment, I almost fainted from anger.

Fortunately, after all, he has experienced many battles and has seen a lot. He knows that the top priority is to suppress this matter first.

Dang Ji unleashed the pressure of the late-stage foundation-building monks and shouted: "Everyone be silent! Everyone here is a pillar of the nine sects. How can it be that things like this happened because of just one or two chances?"

Seeing that many of the foundation-building monks were a little calmer, the elder of Qingxu Sect breathed a sigh of relief.

He continued: "Our Qingxu Sect does have an unshirkable responsibility for this matter. But in a hurry, I can't give you an accurate explanation. Well, fellow Taoists, you have been working hard for two days, so why not start with Return to your respective caves to rest. After today, the Qingxu Illusion Realm is completely closed, I will report to the Jindan Patriarch to discuss a specific charter, and then I will issue compensation to all the fellow Taoists, how about it?"

Seeing the sincerity of the old man's words, he also brought up the Jindan monk as a proxy. Even if there were some monks who wanted to encourage him secretly, seeing that most people agreed one after another, they had no choice but to extinguish this idea for the time being.

One by one, the foundation-building monks sighed and left in twos and threes. From time to time, someone could be heard talking and boasting about their heroic appearance in challenging the earth-level trials.

As for whether it is true or false, and how much of it is based on my own personal experience, only God knows.

………

Mixed in with more than a hundred foundation-building monks, he returned to the cave where he was resting for the time being.

I thought that my trip would be a complete success if I could bring out so many opportunities. Unexpectedly, because of an accident, I could get an additional compensation.

Even with Fang Ping's face, he felt a little embarrassed.

Of course, although I feel a little undeserved, I still have to take the benefits that are given for free.

After showering and changing clothes, and taking a short rest, Fang Ping took out the storage bag and checked the harvest.

To be on the safe side, he must digest the opportunity as quickly as possible.

Items such as elixirs, spiritual fruits, ice spring holy water, etc. are nothing to talk about and will not be used in a short time.

What Fang Ping focused on was the Dharma Source Fruit, one of the Earth Level opportunities.

"This fruit is a bit conspicuous, so I'll take the opportunity to eat it to see what spells I can comprehend."

He took out the newly obtained spiritual grass futon woven from nightshade and sat on it. Almost immediately, Fang Ping felt a cool breath coming from underneath him, which instantly made his mind clearer and his magic power more active.

"It is indeed a good tool to assist in training!"

Fang Ping adjusted his sitting posture with satisfaction, then took out the Dharma Source Fruit that exuded colorful light and swallowed it in one gulp.

I can't tell what it tastes like, I just feel it's sweet and slightly sour. Immediately, the Dharma Source Fruit turned into an invisible air current, flowing throughout the body as the magic power circulated, and finally submerged quietly into the sea of ​​consciousness.

At that moment, Fang Ping seemed to have entered some kind of epiphany state, and he felt that countless magic formulas, Taoist rhymes, and principles were emerging in his mind one after another.

As if only a few breaths had passed, and as if a quarter of an hour had passed, a spell that suited Fang Ping the most was quietly understood in his heart.

Suddenly, Fang Ping knew the name of this secret technique.

[Xuanyang Transforms into Blood and Flying Needle]!

However, the medicinal power of the Dharma Source Fruit was far from over, and a picture was quickly transformed and deduced in front of his eyes.

In that scene, Fang Ping was meditating and practicing this secret technique thousands of times.

If it was only preliminary mastery at the beginning, then with countless performances, Fang Ping quickly cultivated this spell to the level of proficiency. You can find it at your fingertips as soon as you think about it!

Until this moment, the power of the Law Source Fruit gradually ran out, allowing Fang Ping to slowly exit that mysterious state.

A moment later.

Fang Ping slowly opened his eyes, recalling the state just now and the spell he had comprehended, with a little surprise on his face.

I thought he would comprehend a spell similar to the Fiery Sun True Fire, or a soul-soothing spell like the Soul-Calming Seal.

Unexpectedly, this [Xuan Yang Blood-Transforming Flying Needle] was actually a spell suitable for physical cultivation!

From the name, we can probably guess that this secret technique is related to the blood of the cultivator.

When it is activated, it consumes the cultivator's own blood and condenses into a flying needle that is extremely strong and yang, as thin as a thread, and then launches a sneak attack on the enemy.

This technique is incredibly powerful, and because of this, it consumes a lot of the cultivator's own blood and qi.

If you are not a physical cultivator with a strong enough physique, let alone hurting the enemy with this technique, just the stage of comprehension and practice may cause your blood and qi to be depleted and your foundation to be damaged.

During a fight, even if he could barely use it, he could only condense one or two flying needles each time, and use it two or three times in a battle, which might be the limit.

However, if a cultivator has extremely strong blood and physique, he can condense four or five flying needles, or even more, at once by releasing this technique.

In a close-range sneak attack, the opponent may not have time to resist at all, and will be shot through by the flying needles in an instant!

“Four or five flying needles? With my physique, I’m afraid there will be more than that!”

Fang Ping’s eyes flashed, looking at the restrictions guarding the cave, and suddenly raised his hand and waved.

It was obviously the first time he used it, but it seemed as if it had been tempered for a long time. The blood and qi in his body left his body, and according to the specific formula, it instantly turned into blood-red flying needles that were so small that they were difficult to capture with the naked eye.