The Path to Immortality

Before I knew it, two months later.

The Immortal Alliance Envoy who came again not only took away the resources collected by Fang Ping, but also brought the latest transfer orders from the Luoyang Sect.

The three-year period is about to expire, and Fang Ping and his accompanying disciples need to return to the sect in one month to report on their duties.

At that time, other foundation-building monks will naturally come to take over.

"Has it been three years?"

Fang Ping had a feeling that time passed much faster after foundation building than during the Qi training period.

Although Lingmiao Mountain is a place relatively lacking in spiritual energy and resources, it is still far away from war and is relatively stable.

He was somewhat reluctant to leave just like that.

As for Wu Quan and other disciples, they naturally became even more reluctant after receiving the news from Fang Ping.

But they also know that with constant fighting on the front lines, such comfortable and good things cannot always happen.

We can only enjoy the last month of peace while the replacement monk has not yet arrived.

It’s ten months later again.

A family sect monk in the early stage of foundation building slowly arrived at Lingmiao Mountain with ten disciples who took over.

The arrival of the new inspector has undoubtedly become a top priority for the Lingmiao Mountain forces.

As soon as the news spread, the many forces that originally surrounded Fang Ping focused their attention on the newcomer's preferences and temperament.

Of course, Fang Ping's cultivation level is there.

At least on the surface, the monks from Lingmiao Mountain were still respectful to him and did not dare to show any slights.

This kind of thing like the tea getting cold before the person leaves will not happen in the world of immortality where strength is respected.

Fang Ping himself was too lazy to argue with the monks from Lingmiao Mountain over this trivial matter. After handing over his duties, he rejected Wu Quan and other disciples' suggestions that he should do something grand before leaving and collect a fee. Following Yi's idea, he quietly set off the next day and returned to Luoyang Sect.

When you come, you can ride on the golden elixir monk's magic weapon, which is fast and comfortable.

But when I go back to report on my work, there are no such good things.

Fortunately, the sect gave them enough time to return, so Fang Ping did not need to rush.

With the help of Jinghongzhou, while practicing along the way, he also stopped at several Dafang and Fairy cities passing by, purchasing a lot of elixirs and supplies, and by the way, he also seized the resources and spiritual weapons of self-demon cultivation and sold them. Part of them, before the end of the month, returned to the Luoyang Sect.

Ten qi training disciples are naturally not qualified to be received by the sect leader in person.

After waving them away, Fang Ping returned to Lingbao Peak for a short rest. After bathing and changing clothes, he headed to the sect's main hall.

………

In the sect's main hall.

After three years, Fang Ping met Jiang Wendao, the leader of Luoyang Sect again.

To a mortal, three years is a long time.

But for a fake elixir monk, three years is just a blink of an eye. The appearance of Sect Master Jiang seems to have not changed at all from three years ago.

At the same time, Jiang Wendao was also secretly sizing up Fang Ping.

Although his experiences in the past three years have been mentioned in previous reports, he has also seen it, and it left a deep impression on him. At this moment, he still asked knowingly: "Junior Brother Fang, how is this mission going?"

Fang Ping smiled slightly and said: "Reporting to the sect master, thanks to the sect's reputation, everything went very smoothly."

After that, he detailed the initial battle in Changping Valley, the subsequent performance of the various forces in Lingmiao Mountain, and the recent attack by the three Foundation-Building Demonic Cultivators.

Jiang Wendao's expression showed no change. After listening silently, he suddenly asked a question: "Why did those three foundation-building demon cultivators suddenly appear in Lingmiao Mountain?"

Fang Ping said calmly: "According to the information they revealed in their words, it seems to be related to the demon cultivator that I, my junior brother, killed at the Wei family in Changping Valley. That man seemed to be from a certain family of the Illusion Demon Sect, and there were some forces that were interested in me. A reward of several thousand spiritual stones was offered. Those three demon cultivators probably happened to be on the way and accepted the reward."

Jiang Wendao took a deep look at Fang Ping, and seeing that he looked calm and didn't seem to be lying at all, a smile appeared on his face.

He nodded approvingly and said: "That's right! In the previous battle with the Wei family, it was extremely difficult to kill two foundation-building opponents. This time, with one against three, you were able to kill one person, which shows that you are very powerful. A great achievement!"

Just when Jiang Wendao was pondering what kind of reward he should give Fang Ping, he saw Fang Ping take something out of his storage bag and hand it to him.

"This is...the Foundation Establishment Pill?"

Jiang Wendao looked at Fang Ping in confusion, not understanding the meaning of this move.

Could it be that he found it from the body of the slaying demon cultivator and planned to donate the Foundation Establishment Pill to the sect?

But after all, he is a strong man in the fake elixir realm, and his spiritual consciousness is far beyond that of ordinary foundation-building monks. After only a moment of hesitation, he felt keenly that something was wrong.

With a cry of surprise, he picked up the Foundation Establishment Pill and observed it carefully.

Seeing that the sect master had discovered the clues, Fang Ping knew that he didn't need to say anything, and said half-truthfully: "That foundation-building demon cultivator only used an ordinary jade bottle to hold this elixir at will, without even adding any restrictions. Although The Foundation Establishment Pill is useless to a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, but after all, it is a priceless pill, and it should not be treated so lightly. Junior brother, I am a first-level alchemy master. I was surprised, and after repeated explorations, I felt that there was something in it. Naughty..."

Jiang Wendao didn't understand the art of alchemy, but he knew what a special foundation-building pill obtained from a demon cultivator, possibly with added ingredients, meant to the current situation.

"Junior Brother Fang, please wait here for a moment!"

After giving the warning, he hurriedly left with the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Looking at the direction, he should be heading straight to the Alchemy Hall, asking for help from the two elders at the Alchemy Hall.

Seeing this, Fang Ping found a seat and sat down casually, closing his eyes to rest.

A quarter of an hour later.

Jiang Wendao returned, his face slightly happy.

After entering the hall, he said to Fang Ping: "Junior Brother Fang, you really gave me a surprise this time!"

Fang Ping deliberately showed surprise: "Master Jiang, is it this foundation-building pill?"

Jiang Wendao nodded at him: "I have asked the two elders of the Alchemy Hall, and it can be concluded that the foundation-building pill you got is a poison pill carefully prepared by the alchemist of the Magic Sect, with evil intentions. At present, this foundation-building pill has been left in the Alchemy Hall. If we can find a way to crack it, it will be of great help to the current situation!"

At this point, a gleam of brilliance appeared in his eyes.

Being able to successfully complete the task, kill three foundation-building enemies one after another, and hand in a special foundation-building pill of great significance, this Junior Brother Fang is really talented.

However, when he thought about the fact that the other party had only established his foundation in his fifties, Jiang Wendao couldn't help but sigh again.

It's a pity, if he didn't have four spiritual roots and didn't come from a separate school!

But the spiritual roots have nothing to do with the merits.

As the leader of a sect, it is the most basic principle to reward meritorious deeds and punish faults.

Not to mention, Fang Ping is a first-level alchemist.

The war is fierce now, and the consumption of materials such as elixirs and talismans is huge. It is a time worth winning over.

After a little hesitation, Jiang Wendao made a decision in his heart.

He said to Fang Ping: "This trip was originally just to let you go out for three years of training, which was originally a small merit. Unexpectedly, in addition to the head of the Wei family, you also killed two foundation-building demon cultivators one after another, and handed in a special foundation-building pill, which can be counted as three merits."

"Such a great merit must be rewarded."