The Path to Immortality

Fang Ping, who originally just wanted to choose a few at random, was harassed all night long.

In the end, it was half a favor and half a bribe, and finally nine places were qualified.

As for who should give this last one...

Just when Fang Ping was gradually developing a preference among several options, a Qi-training disciple flew over from outside under the rising sun, and landed anxiously outside the cave's restricted area, begging to visit him.

"Wu Quan?"

Fang Ping's consciousness spread out and he recognized the person's identity with a casual glance.

Half a year ago, the forbidden area of ​​Liyuan Palace was opened ahead of schedule. Didn't this person return smoothly and get a lot of opportunities?

Why is it that I am still cultivating during the Qi training period? Could it be that the promotion to foundation building failed?

After pondering for a few breaths, Fang Ping opened the restriction and gave Wu Quan a chance to meet him.

Seeing that the restrictions in the cave were opened, Wu Quan, who was worried, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s good that this foundation-building master hasn’t set off yet!

He composed himself, walked in quickly, and bowed to the uncle who was sitting peacefully in the cave.

"Master Nephew Wu, you're welcome."

Fang Ping looked him up and down, and when Wu Quan stood up cautiously, he said calmly: "I have been very busy recently. If Wu Quan wants to visit me, just tell me."

Originally, he wanted to greet the uncle with a few words and get close to him, but when Fang Ping said this, Wu Quan did not dare to delay and quickly took out a carefully sealed century-old Huang Jingzhi from his storage bag and offered it to him respectfully.

"On my previous trip to the forbidden area of ​​Liyuan Palace, I received a lot of care from my uncle before I came back. This junior is grateful and has always wanted to repay me. However, I was in a hurry to build the foundation and couldn't make it. This time the retreat is over, so I specially bought a small gift. Come to thank me and ask my uncle to accept it."

A centuries-old elixir?

Fang Ping glanced casually, but his expression did not change.

He said to Wu Quan: "Martial Nephew Wu, you just said that you were eager to attack the foundation... Could it be that you failed?"

When mentioning sad things, Wu Quan suddenly looked a little more depressed.

He let out a long sigh and said with a grimace: "The three levels of foundation building, the last level of spiritual consciousness are too sad. Maybe the junior's mind is still not firm enough, and he can't hold on until the end..."

Like Liu Wuchen, did he also fall at the last hurdle?

Fang Ping secretly shook his head.

Such good opportunities to build a foundation have failed. Wu Quan, unless he gets some big opportunity in the future, may no longer be able to build a foundation.

He did not continue to talk about foundation building, but turned the topic back to the elixir: "Martial Nephew Wu must have put a lot of thought into getting this Huang Jingzhi... Could it be that he has something to ask for?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide his purpose from this uncle, Wu Quan was a little embarrassed.

He asked tentatively: "Junior heard last night that Uncle Fang got a mission as an inspection envoy. It is said that he does not need to go to the front line of Bingpo Mountain, and he can bring several disciples with him. I don't know..."

Fang Ping pondered for a few breaths and asked, "Who did you get the news from?"

Wu Quan hesitated for a moment, but finally did not dare to hide it, and said: "Among the disciples on duty in Zhengyang Hall, there are people who specialize in selling similar information. But it is basically irrelevant. Real secrets are not sold, and You must have a reliable acquaintance to introduce you.”

This answer was quite different from Fang Ping's guess.

He asked again: "Aren't the senior leaders of the sect just ignoring this?"

This issue is a bit sensitive.

Fortunately, there was no one else at the scene. Wu Quan hesitated and said: "As far as I know, this junior should know something. As long as you don't do too much, you can turn a blind eye most of the time... You can be on duty in Zhengyang Palace The disciples are not ordinary people."

Fang Ping nodded and said no more.

While Wu Quan was waiting nervously, he slowly spoke after a moment: "Martial Nephew Wu, it doesn't hurt to tell you. I am serving as an inspection envoy for this trip, with a term of three years, and a total of ten assistance places. I have already sent nine , I’m the last one, you came just in time.”

Really?

Wu Quan was overjoyed and said to Fang Ping without hesitation: "Unfortunately, I failed to build the foundation. If I go to Bingpo Mountain camp with my Qi training, I am afraid that I will not be able to survive the war between good and evil. If my uncle has mercy on me, he is willing to give me a gift." A quota, if my uncle can be of use to a junior in the future, he will be willing to go to the mountains of swords or to the sea of ​​fire. "

You said it yourself!

Fang Ping nodded and said: "Forget it, for the sake of your sincerity, I will give you this quota. We will set off tomorrow morning, so remember to be prepared."

………

One day later.

In front of the square outside Zhengyang Hall.

Wu Quan and other ten disciples rushed to the open space in the center of the square one after another.

Some people have already known about this mission and are just waiting for the arrival of the Foundation Establishment Master Uncle; but there are also some people who are lucky enough to find the right way, but do not know the specific situation very well, and discuss this operation in a low voice.

"Junior brother, I only know that with this mission, you don't have to go to the front line, and you can be relatively comfortable for three years. I don't know what to do specifically. Which fellow Taoist knows some information? Can you tell me something?"

A male disciple named Peng Qing looked slightly worried.

Li Wen, the female cultivator next to her, obviously knew a lot of inside information, and her tone was very relaxed: "I heard that they are going to Yue to defeat a rebellious qi-training family. Uncle Foundation Architect will lead the team, so we should be sure of it, right?"

"The Qi Lian family!"

Peng Qing immediately felt relieved. It seemed that not only was there no danger in this mission, but he might even be able to make some profit.

I just don’t know what the character of Master Fang who is leading the team is like? If you meet someone greedy for money and don't even leave them a mouthful of broth, then your trip will be in vain.

As for the power of the small family that was being punished, no one of the disciples present cared at all.

How can a Qi-training family change the world when faced with the decision of the Immortal Alliance?

During the discussion, a foundation-building monk rode the strong wind and escaped from the light, falling from the sky.

He looked around at the ten people and said, "Where are the disciples?"

"I've met Uncle Fang!"

"Junior Yang Yu, I have met my uncle!"

Wu Quan was the first to stand up and salute respectfully.

Not far from him, Yang Yu, a favored junior of Yang Feng, also saluted almost at the same time.

Born in the Yang family, there are several foundation-building elders in the family. Although he is usually very strict in discipline, Yang Yu's temperament is still somewhat arrogant.

But this time it was different. Before departure, Yang Feng gave a stern warning not to lose his temper and listen to Uncle Fang in all matters, otherwise he would be severely punished.

With such an explanation, Yang Yu can naturally understand the importance and know that Fang Ping's strength is definitely extraordinary.

With the two of them taking the lead, the other eight disciples immediately understood that the foundation-building monk in front of them was the uncle who was leading the team on this trip, and they all followed to greet him.

Fang Ping took out the order issued by the sect and verified the identity token information of the ten people one by one to ensure that no disciple escaped from the battlefield or asked others to take his place.

In this way, after completing the necessary procedures, he said to the ten disciples: "I, Fang Ping, under the order of the sect master, went to eradicate a Qi-training family that had connections with the demon cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance, and then served as an inspection envoy on the spot. Three years. You are traveling with me this time, and you must obey orders and fight the enemy bravely, do you understand?"

After saying that, the aura of the foundation-building monk on his body disappeared as soon as it was released.