The Path to Immortality

Unconsciously, two months have passed since Fang Ping and the other five alchemists took charge of the Fuyun Mountain Market.

Under the fierce fighting of the Liang Kingdom Immortal Alliance monks, the number of demons and alien monsters that emerged from the Qingyuan Demon Realm not only did not decrease, but showed signs of becoming more and more turbulent as time went by.

The Yuehe Plain, once the most prosperous place in Yingzhou, was reduced to ruins.

Even if the demon calamity was pacified, it would probably be impossible for mortals to reproduce and thrive in this place within the next hundred years.

Perhaps due to the fact that the mountain gates of the Jindan Sects such as the Yue Kingdom Tayun Sect and the Qingdan Sect were breached one after another, and most of the territory of Yue Kingdom fell, the five major immortal sects of Liang Kingdom became more and more anxious.

In just the past half month, the Jindan ancestors on the front line have made several moves, eliminating a large number of demons and alien monsters, and also killed a Jindan realm demon in one fell swoop, which greatly boosted the morale of the Immortal Alliance.

Under this deterrence, even the subsequent demons were temporarily quiet. They dared not rush to attack the defense line of Liangguo monks, but accumulated strength and brewed a new wave of attacks.

After fighting for many days and mobilizing a large number of troops, the immortal monks on the front line of Yingzhou had to take a breath and use this time to rest for a short time.

In this case, the status of Fuyun Mountain Market became more and more important.

Almost every few days, monks and supplies drawn from Liangguo's immortal world and even from all over the six countries were continuously transported here.

There were also many monks who were seriously injured on the front line, who took this opportunity to retreat to Fuyun Mountain Market for recuperation.

Fang Ping and other monks stationed in the market learned more about the battle reports and details of the front line from them.

It is said that in this month alone, nearly 20 foundation-building monks were killed on the front line, including a monk in the middle stage of foundation-building, and several times more foundation-building monks were injured to varying degrees.

As for the Qi training disciples who participated in the war, especially those recruited casual cultivators who rushed to the front line, the number of casualties was even more astonishing.

These grim news and bloody figures let the cultivators in the market know the tragedy on the front line and the price paid to quickly quell the demonic calamity.

"With the help of the Jindan Patriarch, so many people were sacrificed?"

In the cave, Fang Ping received the communication talisman sent by Shen Huaigan. He read the information in it at a glance and was slightly surprised.

In this way, it seems that it is a wise move for him to use the power of the faction to get the position of the deacon of the Dan Hall.

In addition to sharing this information, Shen Huaigan also invited him out for a drink of spiritual wine at the end of the communication talisman.

In the previous two months, Shen Huaigan had invited him three times, but Fang Ping refused them all with excuses such as being busy with cultivation and busy with alchemy.

If he refused this time, it would be a bit unreasonable.

After all, Shen Huaigan is the only deacon in the Dan Hall who belongs to the same faction as himself, and this friendship is still quite useful.

After making up his mind, he quickly sent back a communication talisman, and then ended today's practice and set off for the Xianhe Tower in the Fuyun Mountain Market.

In the entire market, the spirit wine of Xianhe Tower is the most famous.

On weekdays, this building has a constant stream of guests. Now it has become an important transportation point for the rear, with a large number of cultivators coming in and out, and there are even more guests who come here for fame.

Fortunately, both Shen Huaigan and Fang Ping are foundation-building cultivators, and they are also guardians sent by Luoyang Sect to sit here.

Facing such guests of noble status, Xianhe Tower naturally has reserved private rooms.

As the two sat down, soon, eight pretty maids came like butterflies to offer spirit fruits, spirit tea and various kinds of wine and food.

There were also female cultivators who practiced Qi, playing elegant and melodious Taoist music behind the curtain.

"Come, Fellow Daoist Fang, try this nameless spiritual wine brewed by Xianhe Tower. It not only tastes excellent, but also has a mellow and long-lasting flavor. It also contains spiritual energy that is enough to support several days of cultivation. Even if there are spiritual stones, they are not always available. I waited for this for several times and finally ordered it!"

Sitting in front of the window seat, looking down from a high place with a wide field of vision, Shen Huaigan was in high spirits, urging people to drink and raising his glass repeatedly while watching the hurried casual cultivators outside.

It was rare for Fang Ping to come out once, so he relaxed a little.

While slowly drinking the spiritual wine, he casually talked with Shen Huaigan about matters related to cultivation, recent interesting events in the market, or news from the front line of Yingzhou.

A pleasant time always passes quickly.

Just when the two of them were full of wine and food and were ready to leave, the female cultivator who had been playing Taoist music behind the curtain suddenly put away the guqin, got up and chased out.

"Two seniors, can you stay?"

The crisp voice made Shen Huaigan pause slightly.

He looked back and was a little displeased with this female cultivator who had overstepped her bounds. But after seeing the pitiful look of the female cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training, his displeasure suddenly turned into the amiable attitude of a foundation-building cultivator towards a junior.

He asked with a smile: "My friend, you are a good zither player. The previous song made me feel like the lingering sound of the music... You called me, is there something?"

The female cultivator bowed gently and said: "I am Sun Yun'er, meeting the two foundation-building seniors. The two seniors did not avoid any taboos when they talked at the banquet, and I accidentally heard a few words. May I ask, are you a cultivator from Luoyang Sect, and can you get the news from the front line?"

Shen Huaigan glanced at Fang Ping, who was looking at him teasingly, and tried to pretend that he was not looking away: "Yes, I am the deacon of the Dan Hall of Luoyang Sect."

Seeing that Shen Huaigan seemed to be easy to talk to, Sun Yun'er breathed a sigh of relief.

He lowered his head and said softly: "To be honest, this junior is a disciple of a family of qi-training monks near Fuyun Shanfang City."

"A few days ago, the younger brother, several tribesmen, and a Taoist friend I met in Fang City were attracted by the reward offered by the Immortal League, and they went together to the stronghold of Yuehe Plain in Yingzhou to fight against the demons together. "Jie."

"It was originally agreed that no matter whether there was any harvest or not, messages would be sent back every month. But it has been more than half a month, and no message has been sent back yet."

"This junior is really worried, but he has no other way out, so he takes the liberty to disturb the two seniors."

"I would also like to ask the seniors to help us find out some information for the sake of fighting against the evil calamity... The juniors are willing to pay some external things as a reward for this."

As she spoke, she took out a small bag of spiritual stones and offered them to her with both hands.

"Why do you need external things... Ahem, what I mean is that pacifying the demonic calamity is the common responsibility of the monks of the National Immortal Alliance. I can help with such trivial matters, so there is no need to collect the spirit stones!"

Shen Huaiqian pretended to be upright and eager for justice.

"Thank you, senior!"

Sun Yun'er didn't expect this senior to be so reasonable, and she was immediately overjoyed.

She looked at Shen Huaiqian tenderly, as if she suddenly felt a fondness for this foundation-building senior, her pretty face blushed, and she quickly lowered her head.

That charming and charming style, as well as the temperament that was far beyond the ordinary female cultivators inadvertently revealed, made Shen Huaiqian's heart flutter, and he wanted to take Sun Yun'er to find a relationship immediately.

Seeing his impatient look, Fang Ping couldn't help but feel helpless. He shook his head, said goodbye to this familiar Taoist friend, got up and returned to his cave.