The Path to Immortality

Let alone the remaining foundation-building pill, there would be no problem of no one being interested in it.

Secondly, Fang Ping still had a lot of Shengyuan pills for foundation-building cultivators to practice, as well as a remaining Huanzhen pill that could extend his life by ten years.

Moreover, the opportunities he had seized in the Qingxu illusion during the Nine Sects Alliance, such as the Ningshuang fruit containing the cold air of the sky frost, the cedar spirit tree heart that could be used to forge spiritual tools, etc., were also of great value.

If it really doesn't work, even the inheritance of the alchemy and formations can be split out and exchanged.

I hope I can get a few useful items at this exchange meeting.

………

This day at the end of the month.

Fang Ping had made preparations early.

Although the characteristics of the Tianshu formation disk can block and confuse the spiritual sense of other cultivators, it can't do anything about the features visible to the naked eye, such as appearance and body shape.

Fortunately, the top-grade magic weapon Qianhuan Bracelet obtained during the Qi training period is still usable. In addition, the hidden spirit technique in the Taiwei Yangshen Chapter can even fake the breath of the soul. Even if the Jindan ancestor of the sect came to the exchange meeting, he would not be able to see through Fang Ping's true identity.

Just treat him as a hardworking monk in the sect who rarely participates in public activities.

"With so many disguises, it can be said to be foolproof."

After a careful inspection and confirming that there was no negligence, Fang Ping drove the ordinary escape light condensed by the magic power to circle around for dozens of miles, and then flew slowly to Cuiping Mountain in the sect.

Like Lingbao Peak, this mountain is rarely settled by foundation-building monks.

More than a hundred years ago, there was a foundation-building monk who loved pomp and circumstance and built a luxurious cave in Cuiping Mountain.

Unfortunately, just three years later, the foundation-building monk went out to explore and never returned, and even the soul lamp was extinguished.

The luxurious cave was thus abandoned and no one lived in it.

The foundation building exchange meeting within the sect was scheduled to be held in this abandoned cave.

The exchange meeting was scheduled to start at noon. Although there was still half an hour before the exchange meeting started, Fang Ping had already seen several escape lights while flying all the way.

Some of the cultivators he met on the way were open and honest, and came in their true form. There were many cultivators that Fang Ping was familiar with.

Some just made some disguises casually and didn't mind exposing their true identity.

But there were also people who changed their appearance like Fang Ping and looked very strange.

Fortunately, this place is the hinterland of the sect, and it is impossible for foreign cultivators to sneak in here by hiding from the detection of the formation.

Therefore, even if they met by chance and looked very strange, they would nod to each other. The atmosphere might be a little alienated, but it was not as vigilant as the auction in the fairy city market outside.

After a while, Fang Ping landed on Cuiping Mountain.

After these days of intensive care and maintenance, although this cave house has not been able to restore the luxury it had when it was first built a hundred years ago, it has also become somewhat magnificent.

More than a dozen Qi training disciples who were temporarily transferred here were running around outside the courtyard to greet the uncles who came to build their foundations.

Led by one of the young disciples, Fang Ping followed the open cave house restrictions and came to the backyard of the cave house.

This beautiful garden can accommodate two hundred guests. Although most of the area is empty at the moment, it is already quite lively.

With the explanation of the leading disciple, Fang Ping quickly understood the rules of this exchange meeting.

It turned out that this exchange meeting was divided into two parts.

One part was the auction on stage. Every foundation-building cultivator had one chance to go on stage and show the items they wanted to auction the most.

Those who had needs could bid on their own.

In the other part, the foundation-building cultivators could write down their needs or other items they wanted to sell on the long tables in the garden and leave the communication method.

The cultivators who have reached an exchange intention can go to the stone chamber in the cave to discuss privately after getting in touch.

This arrangement can be said to have fully taken into account the needs of the cultivators, and it also made Fang Ping very satisfied.

At this moment, many of the dozens of foundation-building cultivators who arrived first have already written down their requirements on the long table.

There are also cultivators who look very calm, leisurely enjoying the scenery of the garden, waiting for the auction session after the cultivators arrive.

"This exchange meeting will last at least half a day, and there is still plenty of time, so there is no need to rush."

Realizing this, Fang Ping made a decision.

He planned to take a walk around the garden first to see what good things the foundation-building cultivators present had displayed.

With the threat of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance and the imminent demonic calamity, he must be able to see some treasures that he would not easily take out on weekdays.

"Zhao Xiushi from Luoyunfeng: I want to buy a low-grade self-defense spiritual weapon. Ordinary ones are not accepted. Fine ones are preferred. The price is within 8,000 spiritual stones. Those who are interested can leave the location of the cave or the communication talisman, or wait for a while. I will come back every quarter of an hour."

"Xishan Sanren: I am an unknown person, so I won't talk about my true body. I want to buy a first-level spiritual pill that can improve my cultivation. Shengyuan Pill is the best, Yiqi Pill is also OK, and the quantity is required to be larger. By the way, I am selling a low-grade spiritual weapon with slightly worn patterns, and a earth-based magic suitable for foundation-building cultivators to practice."

"Jiang: Selling all kinds of common spiritual pills, purchasing all kinds of common spiritual herbs and medicines, and also looking to buy a 500-year-old Tianxiang fruit."

"Qi Youfu, the steward of the weapon hall: There should be no one in the sect who doesn't know Qi, right? I won't leave the communication talisman. If you can't find anyone, you can go to the weapon refining peak to find me. I want to buy a piece of second-grade medium-quality spiritual ore. As long as it is of the metal or fire element and can be used to forge attack-type spiritual weapons, it can be used. As long as the quality of the spiritual ore is satisfactory, the reward is negotiable."

………

He visited more than a dozen long tables along the way.

The demands listed above, or the things for sale, almost involved all aspects of the foundation-building cultivators.

However, with Fang Ping's current vision, there were not many things that could move him.

Just as he passed several foundation-building cultivators who were walking together, and continued to stroll forward along the bluestone road in the garden, Fang Ping saw an acquaintance at the corner.

"Hey, isn't this Jiang Yucheng?"

This person didn't seem to be dressed up. Compared to when he just built his foundation, Jiang Yucheng now looked much more stable, but also less vigorous than before.

Fang Ping naturally had no intention of exposing his identity and taking the initiative to contact him. He only glanced at the item the other party left on the long table when he passed by.

A low-grade self-defense spiritual weapon, or a means to restrain the magic cultivation method.

It seems that this person also feels the threat of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance!

Just as he passed Jiang Yucheng and continued to stroll for a while, when he was about to reach the end of the garden, the items for sale on a long table in a pavilion aroused his interest.

"For sale: Four-sided geomancy map."

It was just such a simple sentence, and there was no other information.

Fang Ping looked around and his eyes fell on the only middle-aged cultivator in the pavilion: "Fellow Daoist, this four-sided geomancy map?"