The Path to Immortality

Huang Ruwen was about to explain the situation when he saw Fang Ping's body tremble slightly, as if he had taken a breath and slowly opened his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Fang is awake!"

Although the previous exploration of spiritual consciousness was not too hindering, the person was still in a coma after all. Seeing Fang Ping wake up at this moment, everyone's faces were filled with joy.

"Junior brother Fang, how do you feel?"

Jiang Chong asked immediately.

Fang Ping reluctantly propped up his body and waved his hand: "I'm fine. I'm just a little weak in a short period of time due to a serious shortage of mana and the use of secret techniques. I only need to rest for a period of time before I can initially regain my fighting strength."

After hearing his personal answer, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Jiang Chong also felt relieved and said: "Junior Brother Fang has made great achievements this time, so just relax and rest. We will be on hand for the rest of the journey."

After saying this, he thought of something and said with a little curiosity: "Speaking of which, what is the secret technique of [Burning Yuan Demonic Skill] that Fellow Daoist Fang used before, and its power is so amazing?"

Being able to raise a small level, block two major foundation-building mid-stage demonic cultivators, and last for such a long time is not something that ordinary secret techniques can do.

It is the Purple Sun Burning Blood Secret Technique that comes with the [Purple Sun Sutra] among the Four Sunset Skills. Normally it only lasts for thirty breaths. If it lasts longer, it will pay an extremely heavy price.

Fang Ping thought about his words for a while, but before he could speak, Liu Tianhu on the side already had a solemn look on his face and introduced him in a heavy tone.

"When Liu was still practicing Qi to perfection, it happened that the forbidden area of ​​Liyuan Palace was opened. With the help of Senior Fang, he was able to teach this secret technique. It was with the help of this secret technique that he was able to defeat powerful enemies and luckily survived the forbidden area. Good. Let everyone know that although the effect of this secret technique is overbearing, the price is extremely heavy and requires continuous burning of longevity!"

Burn longevity!

Liu Tianhu's words shocked the foundation-building monks present, and they couldn't help but feel somewhat as expected.

Perhaps only a secret technique with such a heavy cost can allow practitioners to explode into astonishing combat power in one fell swoop.

Jiang Chong was silent for a few breaths and then asked: "Junior Brother Liu, how much price did we have to pay for the previous battle?"

Liu Tianhu shook his head: "After building the foundation, I didn't dare to use it again. But just in the Qi training period, using it once will consume at least ten years of life. In the foundation building period, supporting it for such a long time will burn decades of life." Yuan, it’s not impossible…”

Burn decades of longevity!

Such a terrible price, most of them would not be willing to pay.

In the silence, everyone's mood and eyes were extremely complicated.

Fang Ping seemed quite calm: "It's all for the sect. It's a matter of life and death. I can't think about it that much... Besides, the sect always rewards meritorious deeds, so Fang will definitely not suffer a loss."

Jiang Chong nodded vigorously and promised: "Junior brother Fang, don't worry, I will personally report what happened today and ask for credit from the sect on your behalf. I will never let the sect mistreat those who are truly loyal."

After showing off your acting skills, isn't this what you were waiting for?

"With Senior Brother Jiang's words, Fang is relieved."

As he spoke, Fang Ping gradually showed a tired look on his face, and his voice became weak again.

Upon seeing this, everyone stood up knowingly and sent Fang Ping into his cabin, and then left with deep emotions.

Fellow Daoist Fang, who was seriously injured, just needs to rest peacefully. The monks who still need to continue to guard the flying boat have many things to consider.

………

After staying for half a day and making some repairs, the three airships set off again, preparing to reach the end of the trip first and then try to carry out major repairs.

As for the losses in this battle, they have been calculated after preliminary statistics.

Thanks to Fang Ping's risking his life and several key actions and protection, the ship that was attacked suffered minimal casualties.

Moreover, if someone is careful and counts carefully, they will find that among the few disciples who died in battle, most of them were in the right side of Feizhou, followed by the front and rear positions.

Among the disciples who were lucky enough to be assigned to the left side of the flying boat, not one of them died!

In the chaos of war, few people could notice this.

But many of the disciples who were on the left side of the formation and whose lives had been saved by Fang Ping several times had already noticed how extraordinary Uncle Fang was.

Some people have secretly made up their minds. If they are unfortunately attacked by a demon cultivator again during the next trip and need to fight with themselves and others, then no matter what, they must get close to the position where Uncle Fang is sitting.

………

The night is getting darker.

There was complete silence on the broken flying boat.

Different from the excessive optimism when they first set off, after today's battle, the Qi training disciples in the lower level of the cabin were poured cold water on their heads and finally sobered up a lot.

Realizing that the demon cultivators were still ferocious, many frightened disciples, either for the purpose of seeking support or simply for this reason, took advantage of the silence of the night to take the initiative to come to the upper deck and knock on the bell. He opened the cabin door of the foundation-building master uncles.

Someone gets what they want.

Naturally, some people came back disappointed.

Fan Xue and Zhou Rengui, who have always had good friendships in the inner sect, are one of them.

During the daytime battle, the two of them saw with their own eyes that a familiar fellow disciple not far away was killed by the poisonous energy released by the demon cultivator. Naturally, they were deeply shocked.

This is still under the condition of Feizhou's restricted protection.

Next, the flying boat is still five or six days away from the Anmingshan camp. If there is another attack by demonic cultivators during this period, given the current state of the flying boat, the casualties will be even more severe.

Even if he could reach the Anmingshan camp safely, there was still the possibility of fighting with the demonic cultivators later.

If you want to seek stability, the best way is undoubtedly to get the protection of a foundation-building monk.

On this point, the two reached a consensus.

However, Fan Xue and Zhou Rengui had some differences on which foundation-building monk to seek protection from.

"I must seek Uncle Fang's protection!"

Fan Xue's idea is very simple. During the daytime battle, only Master Fang was willing to frequently protect his disciples, and the left side of the guarding Feizhou suffered minimal losses. This result itself is the most powerful proof!

Zhou Rengui didn't think so.

He said: "The left side of the flying boat guarded by Uncle Fang did not suffer much damage. But Uncle Fang used the explosive secret technique and is now weak. He is afraid that he will not be able to protect us in a short time. In my opinion, it is best It’s better to ask other uncles.”

Fan Xue hesitated and said: "Other master uncles may not be as enthusiastic as Master Fang in protecting their disciples, and their strength may not be..."

Zhou Rengui looked at him with contempt: "You are mistaken! I'm afraid Master Uncle Fang's true strength is not as strong as you think. If you exclude that secret technique, he is probably not as good as the other Master Uncles."

"Uncle Fang is not strong enough? Why do you say that?"

Fan Xue was unconvinced.

Zhou Rengui explained: "As we all know, Uncle Fang only established the foundation in his fifties, which is enough to prove that his qualifications are not good. It has only been more than 20 years since he was promoted to the foundation building, and he is still in the early stage of foundation building. He still has to distract himself from the alchemy path. You know, the accumulated mana must be limited. Those who have been practicing for a long time may not be very strong, but those who have been promoted for a short time and have poor qualifications must not be much stronger!"

After all, mana needs to be accumulated, and skills and Taoism also need time to practice, and they cannot appear out of thin air!