The Path to Immortality

The first gathering did not produce any results.

However, through communication with Duanmu Chen, Du Yujuan and other cultivators, Fang Ping still had a better understanding of the dangers in Jishi Mountain and the situation in Ximozhou, which was a great harvest.

Considering that there was still some time before the end of the month, although Fang Ping had made up his mind, he was not in a hurry to express his position, but stayed in Wuhui Temple for the time being.

Except for the occasional gathering of new cultivators, Fang Ping stayed in the temporary room for the rest of the time. Through the intelligence obtained from Duanmu Chen and others, he made some more targeted preparations.

Wuhui Temple has been in business for hundreds of years. Although it has traveled between Yunzhou and Xihuang many times and is familiar with most of the dangers in Jishi Mountain, it does not mean that you can really rest assured when traveling with them.

According to Duanmu Chen's inquiry, the guide of Wuhui Temple has not encountered fatal dangers or even losses.

However, Fang Ping's previous preparations were thorough enough, and his strength was extremely strong. Even if he did some work to check for deficiencies and make up for the gaps, it only took a few days.

"By the way, my own preparations are complete enough, but there are still some areas that can be improved on Dahei's side."

Fang Ping remembered something and looked at Dahei who was sleeping soundly in the spirit beast bag.

After all, it is also a foundation-building force. If it really comes to a life-and-death situation, Dahei will also fight to the death.

Or, just in case, give him two life-saving pills?

"This kind of healing elixir should theoretically be useful for spirit beasts, right?"

After making up his mind, Fang Ping released Dahei who was sleeping soundly and looked at the huge black-scaled dragon body.

? ?

Dahei, who vaguely felt a hint of murderous aura, suddenly woke up from his dream and looked around with his innocent dragon eyes wide open.

Then, it saw Fang Ping summon a ray of scorching sun light and gestured with ill intentions. The dragon's tail was frightened and shrank, making a whimpering dragon cry.

Master?

What are you doing, Master?

Let me go!

Help!

Kill the dragon! !

………

After much persuasion, the stupid dragon finally understood that Fang Ping was not going to stew the dragon in an iron pot, but to bleed it to make a life-saving pill.

Although he felt that he did not need such a thing, Dahei could not disobey his master's will.

He could only stretch out his dragon claws with grievance, let Fang Ping cut a big hole on it, and began to bleed continuously.

"Such a large black-scaled dragon, I think the blood and essence required to refine the life-saving pill should be a little more than that of humans, right?"

Fang Ping made a reasonable and bold guess, and then accidentally put a large bottle.

With several times the amount of medicinal materials, after some skillful operation, Fang Ping had two super-large life-saving pills in his hand.

Although due to the addition of his own blood and essence, there is some invisible induction between the life-saving pill and the cultivator, and it is impossible to make a mistake, but such a large life-saving pill is an extra layer of insurance.

In this way, there is no need to worry about taking the wrong elixir in a hurry and causing any mistakes.

………

More than ten days have passed inadvertently.

During this period, six more foundation-building cultivators have joined Wuhui Temple.

From them, Fang Ping learned the latest situation of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance.

After defeating Yuanji Zhenren, the Demon Lord seemed to have recovered from his injuries. A few days ago, he finally appeared in Liang State and took action personally.

A Yuanying cultivator, without the same combat power to restrain him, simply crushed the Liang State's cultivation world.

In less than half a month, the mountain gates of the five major immortal gates in Liang State were all breached, and the remaining resources were plundered by the Demon Lord.

The situation in Yunzhou has already irreversibly slid into the abyss.

In the foreseeable future, there is no possibility of reversal.

Now, after the remaining Liangguo immortal sect forces competed to join the demon cultivators, the Wanmo League, whose power has expanded again, has made no secret of its ambitions and started to attack from all sides, with the momentum to swallow up the entire Yunzhou.

Perhaps the demon cultivators' steps will not be able to take care of the edge of Yunzhou such as Jishishan for the time being, but judging from the current situation, it is estimated that it is only a matter of time.

"The situation is not good!"

After receiving the latest intelligence, the immortal sect cultivators gathered in Wuhui Temple have become more determined to leave Yunzhou and go to the Western Wilderness.

In the last round of gatherings before the end of the month.

Including Zhao Tou Tuo, four foundation-building cultivators decided to pay 30,000 spirit stones in exchange for a quota to follow the guide of Wuhui Temple to leave Yunzhou.

Duanmu Chen, who was in the late stage of foundation building, was also among them.

However, he had a higher cultivation level, and he was also a first-level talisman master, so the treatment he received was obviously much better than that of other cultivators. He only signed a contract to serve as a guest official for forty years, and the cost of 30,000 spirit stones was waived.

After this round of gathering, the two groups of cultivators with different opinions completely parted ways.

After learning that a cultivator with the late foundation-building cultivation and the level of a first-level talisman master still had to serve for forty years, Fang Ping, who had already made up his mind, no longer had any doubts.

That is, spend money to buy peace!

After sweeping away the wealth of the Song family, a Jindan family, and the Tingxue Temple, a foundation-building sect, 30,000 spirit stones were nothing to him.

Even without these unexpected fortunes, as long as he had the Yuan Ding and his own alchemy attainments, he could easily earn it back by refining a batch of precious spirit pills.

As long as he could safely pass Jishi Mountain to the Western Wilderness, this little bit of spirit stone was worth it.

………

At the beginning of the month.

The sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear. It was a good day for traveling.

Early in the morning, Jinghai Taoist, who served as the guide for this trip, summoned all the foundation-building monks in the temple to the hall in front of the Wuhui Temple.

"Let everyone know that crossing Jishi Mountain is not safer with more people."

"On the contrary, too many monks will attract attacks from monsters. If the noise is too loud and attracts the attention of Jindan monsters, it will be a disaster for us."

"More than ten monks want to go this month, and the number is enough."

"Therefore, we have decided to set off today."

After saying that, Jinghai Taoist looked at the monks with different expressions: "If anyone wants to go with me, you can come forward now."

Zhao Tou Tuo and others who had already made the decision could not hold back their excitement about going to the Western Wilderness, and they came forward one after another.

Some poured out a large amount of spirit stones, or took out various talismans, pills, and spiritual tools, which were discounted and included in the 30,000 spirit stones.

Taoist Jinghai counted the items and spoke from time to time, belittling the items that the monks brought out.

"The medicinal properties of this spiritual medicine have been lost, and at best it can only be converted into 800 spiritual stones."

"The pattern of this top-grade magic weapon of yours is seriously worn out, so I can only give you 1,300 spiritual stones."

"The quality of this talisman is too poor. In less than a year, the spiritual energy inside will be lost by 40%."

Under his picky selection, almost all the items brought out by the monks were discounted. The lowest was 70% to 80% off, and some were even only 50% to 60% of their actual value!

Zhao Tou Tuo and other monks were so angry that they had to quarrel with Taoist Jinghai.

However, Taoist Jinghai only said, "If you are unwilling, you can leave on your own," which immediately made the monks dare not speak out.