The Path to Immortality

In the evening eight days later.

The news that the sect is about to recruit a new batch of manpower to the front line has spread throughout the sect.

After calculating that the time was almost up, Fang Ping sent a messenger talisman and called Zhou Lingyu.

Of course, after the summons, Fang Ping did not forget to use the Phantom Body Technique to fine-tune himself, looking like he was working hard and haggard.

After receiving the news, Zhou Lingyu suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Reason told him that it had only been a month since Fang Ping got the elixir, and he had never heard that the other party could refine a first-level mid-grade elixir before. Under such circumstances, there was really little hope of being able to refine a life-returning elixir.

But he really put in a lot of effort to collect the materials for the Life-Returning Pill. Coupled with the dangers of this trip, it's hard to describe his expectations in words.

In this entanglement, he visited Fang Ping for the third time.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, if you call Zhou here this time, could it be that the matter of refining the life-returning pill has come to fruition?"

Zhou Lingyu looked at Fang Ping nervously, with an interesting expression that he was clearly prepared but couldn't bear to hear.

Seeing his appearance, Fang Ping couldn't help but laugh, and stopped trying to seduce him.

He handed him the finished life-returning pill and said in a tone of exhaustion that he couldn't hide: "All the materials were used up seven times. The first five attempts were made with the blood of monster beasts instead, and all failed. The sixth attempt was only a little short of One line, but unfortunately failed. Fortunately, the last time was lucky!"

Is it really done?

Zhou Lingyu originally gave up hope, but Fang Ping unexpectedly gave him an unexpected surprise.

After receiving the light red life-returning elixir, which was about the size of a walnut, he used his spiritual sense to identify it. He could clearly feel that the rich medicinal power contained in this elixir, as well as the inexplicable connection with himself, came from the same source. The essence and blood are echoing and resonating.

"It's exactly the same as the life-returning pill described in the classics! It seems to be in pretty good condition!"

Zhou Lingyu suddenly felt excited.

With this pill, he might be able to save his life at a critical moment. How could he not be happy?

He carefully put away the elixir, and after paying double the commission fee as promised, he praised from the bottom of his heart: "Fellow Daoist Fang, your elixir skills are indeed superb!"

Zhou Lingyu didn't know how to describe her gratitude.

He could imagine from Fang Ping's haggard expression that the other party must have poured his heart and soul into this life-returning pill in the past month, so that he could refine the elixir with such excellent medicinal properties after only seven attempts.

He remembered this favor.

There will be generous rewards in the future!

But thinking about this, Zhou Lingyu felt inexplicably sad.

He secretly said to himself: The premise is that he can still have a future after this trip.

………

Zhou Lingyu's departure made Fang Ping lose another familiar person in the sect.

The sect that has been here for so many years actually seems a little strange.

Perhaps misfortunes never come singly. Just six or seven days after Zhou Lingyu left for the front line, a young monk with a sad and angry face flew over and landed outside the cave of Lingbao Peak.

"Junior Wu Wannian, please pay your respects to Uncle Fang!"

While loudly begging to see him, he held up the token with both hands that Fang Ping had not taken back even though he had canceled the agreement a few years ago. Then he gritted his teeth and knelt down in front of the cave with a plop.

However, Fang Ping was assigning a new batch of alchemy tasks in the alchemy hall and was not in the cave.

Wu Wannian waited anxiously for a moment, but when he saw that there was no response from the cave, he didn't know for a moment that it was because Fang Ping was unwilling to receive him, or that this uncle had also been sent to Mingyun Immortal City, and he couldn't help but feel a bit desperate on his face.

But he had already searched for all the foundation-building monks he could find who had been cared for by Mrs. Wu.

Those seniors have either died in the battle, or are still on the front line, or they are just pretending to say a few words and are not willing to really intervene.

There were even people who were indifferent to his request for help and simply left him outside.

Uncle Fang was the only support Wu Wannian could find in a short period of time.

Even if there was even a slight chance, he would not leave just like that. He immediately made up his mind to kneel outside the cave without being able to afford it.

This movement alarmed the two daughters Liang Yinghua and Xiao Ruoyu in the cave.

However, after taking advantage of the cave's restrictions and observing the outsiders quietly, the two women felt relieved.

He seemed to be a Qi practitioner who wanted to ask for something.

There seems to have been no contact in the past few years.

If that's the case, then there's no harm in letting him kneel outside for half a day.

After all, they are unfamiliar young male cultivators. The two women rely on their status, so they naturally have to pay attention to some taboos.

Wu Wannian had some perseverance, and he knelt down for most of the day.

It was getting dark, but when no one showed up, Wu Wannian could not hide his sadness and desolation, so he stood up unsteadily and was about to leave.

At this moment, he saw the escaping light flying from the sky.

The familiar strong wind instantly rekindled hope in Wu Wannian's eyes.

The body that had just stood up immediately knelt down again.

For Wu Wannian at this moment, dignity no longer mattered. He wanted to seek justice at all costs!

"Are you...Martial Nephew Wu? What are you doing kneeling here? Get up quickly!"

Falling in front of the cave, Fang Ping's eyes fell on this young man who looked a little strange, but also somewhat familiar. After looking at him twice more, he confirmed the identity of the other party.

After all, we had only met once before, three years ago.

The other person was only a fifteen-year-old boy at the time, and now he is eighteen years old. He has grown up very quickly. It is reasonable that he is a little different from what he remembers.

Fang Ping, who was somewhat surprised, immediately released a magical power and lifted the other party up from the ground.

"Uncle Fang, you are back! Please help me and the Wu family!"

Seeing that Fang Ping recognized him and his attitude was still as enthusiastic as three years ago, Wu Wannian's eyes turned red. He couldn't help but grab Fang Ping's arm and begged loudly.

Help?

Fang Ping was a little confused, but then he thought of something and his heart sank.

He asked: "What happened? How is Elder Wu these days?"

It has been several years since this outer sect elder asked to go to Mingyun Immortal City to kill the demon cultivator. The last time Fang Ping received a letter from the other party was half a year ago, and there was no news since then.

Could it be that...

Wu Wannian said with grief and indignation: "Half a month ago, the disciples of Zhengyang Palace sent someone to report that my old master Wu was attacked by a demon cultivator while guarding a medicine garden. After the battle, old master Wu disappeared and was suspected to have abandoned his duty and defected from the sect. Once this matter is verified, my Wu family will be charged with a crime..."

What?

Fang Ping's expression suddenly became serious.

Based on his understanding of Elder Wu, this outer sect elder is not like this kind of person.

The other party has only a few years left to live, and he took the initiative to apply to go to the front line. He has already made up his mind to die, and he defected after the battle!

No matter how you look at it, this is illogical!

Fang Ping used the subtle method in the Taiwei Yangshen Chapter to slightly stimulate the power of the soul, which calmed Wu Wannian down a little. Then he asked, "Is there any hidden truth in this matter? Did someone in Zhengyang Palace make a mistake?"

Since the Ten Thousand Demons League launched a large-scale attack on Mingyun Immortal City, the number of cultivators killed in the Luoyang Sect has increased greatly.

It is not impossible that the wrong information was made in the chaos.