The Path to Immortality

After a while.

Fang Ping found a small meeting held around the pavilion near the Star Viewing Pavilion on the back mountain of Tiandu Peak.

At this moment, there are at least hundreds of disciples gathered here.

They either set up stalls in the open space of the cloister to sell various items that they did not need; or they hung up cardboards with needs written on them, asking for something; there were also some acquaintances who simply gathered around each other in several nearby pavilions. It became a small circle, discussing the truth face to face and exchanging resources.

In the crowd, you can occasionally see the good-hearted inner disciples who come to join in the fun.

"Except for the market, this is the first time I have seen such a lively scene in the sect."

Fang Ping, who was quite fresh, wandered around the venue along the quaint corridors and paths formed by bamboo forests.

"For sale: common low-level spiritual herbs and broken magic weapon fragments."

"I'm looking to buy a low-grade body-protecting magic weapon. The price should preferably be within one hundred and fifty spiritual stones. It's okay to use it second-hand."

"Only the last few of the low-grade rejuvenation talismans and divine movement talismans drawn by hand are left. If you want to buy them, hurry up!"

"Is any of my junior brothers and sisters interested in the relics from the Foundation Establishment Monk's Cave?"

"I'm looking for a lot of money to buy a breakthrough elixir that can help break through from the middle stage of Qi training to the late stage of Qi training!"

After all, he is a disciple of the sect. Whether it is the materials on display or the items for purchase, they are generally higher than the average level in the Fangshi trading area, and there are few deceptions and false prices.

But that’s it, there are still not many good things that are truly high-end.

After looking around, apart from buying some spiritual herbs, I didn't find anything that Fang Ping was very interested in.

Unknowingly, he came to the pavilion at the end of the second corridor.

There are more than ten disciples here who are at the lowest level and in the middle stage of Qi training. They are gathering in front of the Eight Immortals Stone Table for a relatively high-end small circle gathering.

In fact, this form of exchange is the core of the trading meeting.

"Isn't this Senior Brother Yan?"

Just when Fang Ping was passing by, he accidentally glanced and saw an acquaintance in the pavilion.

"Hey, Junior Brother Fang is here too."

Hearing Fang Ping's voice, Yan Xu looked over and greeted him warmly.

He had been interested in making friends with Fang Ping since he was looking for the White Feathered Crane, and the two of them were considered good Taoist friends. When he saw Fang Ping coming to the pavilion, he mistakenly thought that Fang Ping also wanted to join the small circle, and immediately had the idea of ​​inviting Fang Ping to sit down.

"Junior Brother Yan Xu, this Junior Brother looks strange, why don't you introduce him to us?"

Sitting at the top of the Eight Immortals Stone Table, a man in white robe with a powerful physique and a state suspected to be in the late stage of Qi training looked at Yan Xu.

If Fang Ping admitted his mistake correctly, he was Liu Wuchen, the only one among the three heroes of the outer sect who was a casual cultivator.

Thinking of something, Senior Brother Yan cupped his fists and saluted: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Liu, fellow senior brothers and sisters, I'm a junior brother and I forgot the rules."

After saying that, Yan Xu pointed to Fang Ping outside the pavilion and introduced: "This junior brother Fang Ping, although he is only at the third level of Qi training, he has a stable temperament and has some attainments in the alchemy path. Maybe he can sit in the pavilion." ”

Alchemy?

The dozen or so outer disciples in the pavilion immediately cast curious, suspicious, or friendly glances.

Facing the attention of all parties, Fang Ping chose to respond calmly.

He originally planned to wait until he became stronger before revealing his identity as an alchemy apprentice. But now it's the right time, and it's hard to offend Senior Brother Yan's kindness and affection, so it doesn't hurt to assess the situation and be a little ahead of time.

Yan Xu's words made Liu Wuchen slightly surprised.

He asked with a hint of examination: "Junior Brother Fang has some knowledge of alchemy? This is a bit rare. But I don't know, what kind of elixir can Junior Brother Fang refine now?"

Fang Ping sighed: "I'm going to make all of you senior brothers laugh. Junior brother, I've been studying alchemy for many years, and currently I can only refine some Bigu Pills and Qi Restoration Pills. The success rate is pretty good, and I can barely make a living without losing money."

Hearing this, Liu Wuchen just nodded slightly, but did not mean to express his position.

On the contrary, other disciples in the pavilion continued to show kindness.

"It's difficult for the outer disciples. Being able to refine the Qi Restoration Pill without losing money is already very good."

"I think we can let him in."

A fifth-level qi training disciple named Sun Chuange nodded towards Fang Ping: "Junior brother Fang, right? Not bad!"

Beside Senior Brother Yan, the female cultivator in goose-yellow palace clothes also smiled and said to Fang Ping: "At Junior Brother Fang's age, being able to refine the Qi Restoration Pill is considered a talent. Senior Sister, I agree."

Only a man with a slender face in the corner whispered: "Can you only refine low-grade basic elixirs? At least you must be able to refine Yuan Ning Dan to be considered a true alchemy apprentice!"

But the slender-faced man just muttered and did not object openly.

Seeing that everyone's attitude was basically the same, Liu Wuchen extended his hand and said, "The Tao of Alchemy is vast and profound. Since you have some knowledge of this Tao, Junior Brother Fang, you should be qualified to enter the pavilion."

The three outer sect heroes and the current founders of the coterie all recognized Fang Ping, and his joining the coterie was a foregone conclusion.

Seeing that the person he recommended was recognized, Yan Xu was happy and couldn't help but feel honored.

He quickly moved away, made an empty seat, and waved to Fang Ping: "Junior Brother Fang, come here."

Soon, Fang Ping sat down next to Yan Xu amid the welcome of everyone in the pavilion and the surprise and envy of many ordinary disciples outside the pavilion.

After a small interlude, the trading meeting continued.

"It seemed like it was my turn just now, right?"

A burly, two-meter-tall man standing diagonally opposite the entrance of the pavilion took out a low-grade long sword from his storage bag while speaking: "This is what I got when I went out last month and killed a malicious robber. After injecting mana, it can stimulate the blood and evil spirit in the long sword, and it is quite powerful."

As he spoke, he placed the long sword on the stone table and let others look at it.

"We are all fellow disciples, so I won't offer a high price. One hundred and sixty spirit stones, anyone who wants can take it. Of course, if there are body-refining exercises or elixirs of similar value, you can also exchange them."

As he spoke, he glanced at Fang Ping intentionally or unintentionally.

"The sword is good, but it's a pity that it's slightly damaged and needs to be repaired."

Senior Brother Zhang, who was next to the burly man, picked up the long sword and observed it for a while, and gave his own evaluation.

"I'm going out to hunt monsters recently, and I need a magic weapon as a backup. If no one likes it, then I'll take it!"

The thin-faced man who had muttered earlier was the first to quote the price.

After a short silence, no one else raised the price, and the deal was quickly finalized.

"It's my turn."

Senior Brother Zhang, who was under the sturdy man, took out a jade box from his storage bag. After removing the simple seal on it, he took out a piece of dark red talisman ink with a faint ink fragrance.

"This is the talisman ink mixed with demon wolf blood that I accidentally got. It can even be used to draw a real first-level talisman."

"Does anyone need it?"

Although he was asking, Senior Brother Zhang naturally knew who in the pavilion was most likely to buy it, and looked directly at the woman in goose yellow palace dress.

As expected.

The palace dress female cultivator said openly: "Everyone knows that I am the only talisman master apprentice present, so why bother pretending?"

Seeing this, Senior Brother Zhang chuckled and simply quoted the price.