The Path to Immortality

Seeing two monks wearing the attire of Luoyang Sect disciples coming down from the mountain, the immortal seekers who gathered in the Xunxian Town couldn't help but show awe and envy.

There are also those who don't know what to do and try to surround them to seek immortality. They even offer benefits such as worldly power, gold, silver, and beauties.

But Fang Ping and Zhou Yang have no qualifications to decide the fate of others, let alone useless yellow and white things. They directly use a magic power to drive away everyone who approaches.

"Forgot, today is really not the time to go down the mountain!"

Finally getting rid of the interference, he came to the private room on the second floor of Lingjiu House. After calming down from the joy, Zhou Yang apologized to Fang Ping.

"It doesn't matter. Seeing these people seeking immortality and Taoism, wouldn't it better explain the significance of our five years of practice?"

Fang Ping said indifferently.

"Too!"

Zhou Yang was in a good mood. He spent the few remaining spiritual stones on his body, ordered two pots of spiritual wine and some side dishes, and started drinking with Fang Ping.

It was a duet, and it was fine at the beginning, but soon, Zhou Yang, who had drunk a lot of wine, got up and pulled Fang Ping to talk about the tremendous pressure he had been under in the past few years.

Coming from a declining family of cultivators, he inherited no benefits and instead shouldered the burden of reviving the family.

In the past few weeks, he was just one step away from the third level of Qi training, but when he still couldn't get there, Zhou Yang was so anxious that he couldn't sleep at night and almost cried.

It can only be said that everyone has difficulties.

Seeing that Zhou Yang, who had not drunk much but was already a bit drunk, even started talking nonsense, Fang Ping knew that he could just be a quiet listener at this time and there was no need to do anything extra.

It wasn't until it was getting late and Zhou Yang gradually regained his composure and almost died of shame that Fang Ping pretended to be drunk and didn't remember anything, and returned to Tiandu Peak with him.

………

Return to your own courtyard.

What surprised Fang Ping was that there were actually people guarding outside the small courtyard.

"Senior Sister Su?"

With the help of the faint starlight, he recognized the other party and was slightly startled.

He could feel that Su Lingyun's aura was somewhat disordered and weak.

This kind of disorder is different from the unstable aura caused by Zhou Yang's breakthrough during the day. Instead, it is like the symptoms of an injury in fighting and a regression in realm.

"I just went to find Zhou Yang, and he wasn't there either..."

Su Lingyun looked at Fang Ping and said, "Did you go down the mountain to drink?"

Fang Ping nodded: "Senior Brother Zhou just made a breakthrough today and is in a good mood. He invited me to celebrate. I don't know, Senior Sister Su?"

She looked around with a bit of resentment in her eyes, and then looked into the house.

"Oh, this is not the place to talk. Senior sister, come with me."

Fang Ping opened the courtyard door "behind the scenes" and let Su Lingyun into the house.

Lighting the spiritual candle and using the bright firelight, Fang Ping noticed that Su Lingyun had specially dressed up tonight.

Her long hair was pulled up high into a dignified bun. Wearing a gorgeous peach blossom dress, she is charming but not vulgar. Her face was slightly pale due to her weak aura, but it gave her a somewhat weak and pitiful aura.

It's quite tempting...

At this time, in this kind of dress, what do you want to do when you come to see me?

Fang Ping was muttering in his heart.

Su Lingyun seemed to have no intention of speaking first and remained silent for half a minute.

Seeing that Fang Ping remained silent and drank tea with his head lowered, she bit her lip and said what she meant: "Junior brother Fang, do you know? When I was practicing today, I felt a little anxious and forced myself to break through, and I accidentally had an accident. "

Fang Ping's heart sank and he asked: "The pass failed and the meridians were injured?"

Su Lingyun nodded slightly: "Although it won't leave a permanent impact, it will take at least a month or two to practice before you can practice again."

A month or two...

The sect will evict people in a week at the latest, so how can we still have a month or two?

Fang Ping frowned and said, "This is troublesome, but maybe Senior Sister Su can try to apply for an extension? With your qualifications, you should be qualified to stay in the outer sect. There is a good chance of getting approved."

Su Lingyun looked a little sad and said: "I asked Elder Huang about it. The elder claimed that it was not impossible, but just made a request."

Fang Ping heard some rumors and asked, "Does he want you to be his concubine?"

Su Lingyun covered his face with his hands and was about to cry. He said in a tearful tone: "Elder Huang is old enough to be my grandpa. As long as there is a glimmer of possibility, I will..."

As she spoke, she secretly observed Fang Ping's expression through her fingers.

Fang Ping looked hesitant: "This matter is really hateful, but Senior Sister Su, I am just an ordinary third-level Qi training disciple, how can I help you?"

"Actually, there is no other way."

Su Lingyun looked at Fang Ping with watery eyes, and said calmly: "If there is a spiritual pill that can repair the injuries of the meridians, and with the help of the Ning Yuan Pill, maybe we can hit the third level of Qi training again within a few days. By then, due to the According to the sect rules, even if Elder Huang has the intention, there is nothing he can do."

Fang Ping: "..."

Pills that can repair meridians are not cheap. Does Senior Sister Su think of him as a jingle cat and a wishing machine?

He shook his head and sighed: "This method is indeed feasible, but the problem is that the elixir to repair the injuries of the meridians is not extraordinary. I just regret the lack of financial resources..."

Su Lingyun blinked and asked, "Isn't Junior Brother Fang able to make pills? At the beginning of the year, you were already able to make quite a few fasting pills, so you should have some surplus, right? Didn't you still have nearly a hundred spirit stones from selling the spirit flowers? If Junior Brother is willing to help me through this difficult time, Senior Sister will definitely reward me handsomely in the future, even..."

She leaned forward slightly, revealing a little of her breasts, while stretching out her white wrist to grab Fang Ping's hand, looking at Fang Ping as if begging.

This behavior made Fang Ping feel hot, but cold in his heart.

However, after all, they had been friends for several years. He pondered for a few seconds, and still said, "The spirit stones from selling spirit flowers have been used for cultivation. Otherwise, with my qualifications, it would be impossible for me to become a third-level Qi training before Senior Sister. As for making pills, I do have some surplus, but the fasting pills can't be sold at any price. If I lend them all to Senior Sister, it will only be a few dozen spirit stones at most."

A few dozen spirit stones?

Su Lingyun was greatly disappointed.

"Then can you..."

She wanted to ask if Fang Ping could sign a contract with the medicine shop in the market to advance the income for the next few years, or exchange all the accumulated contributions to the sect for spirit stones.

But seeing Fang Ping's expression, the words came to his lips, turned around a few times, and finally could not be said.

Seeing Su Lingyun's hesitation, Fang Ping suddenly said: "A few dozen spirit stones are indeed not enough, but Senior Sister Su has a wide range of friends. It should be enough if we find a few more people to pool together, right?"

If I remember correctly, Senior Brother Yan Xu, who I met when I was looking for the White Feathered Spirit Crane, had a great admiration for Su Lingyun, and often surrounded her and showed her courtesy, running around.

Su Lingyun just shook her head sadly, but what she thought in her heart was: If I want to borrow, I can definitely borrow it, but I have to pay it back later?

After deducting the daily needs for cultivation, how long will it take for her to pay back the remaining spirit stones by her own efforts?

Yan Xu might be able to pay for her, but after all, there is no hope for the inner sect, and there is no possibility of building a foundation, so he is not worthy of her entrusting her life to him.

Su Lingyun no longer wants to live a hard life.

"Well, it seems that Junior Brother Fang can't do it here. If it doesn't work, I can only..."

Su Lingyun remained calm, pulled her hand away from Fang Ping, did not hide her disappointment, sobbed, and got up to leave Fang Ping's yard.

But until she walked out of the door reluctantly, she did not wait for Fang Ping to call her back.