The Path to Immortality

The third-level Qi training disciple who was in charge of recording beside him saw Fang Ping had made a choice and immediately reminded him: "Brother, this task has already been accepted by one person. I wonder if you will go to meet up with that brother immediately, or wait for another person?"

Whether it is two or three people, the reward is fixed.

Fang Ping's choice is naturally to gather three people before setting off.

Hearing this, the disciple in charge of recording politely said: "In this case, please go back and wait for news. When a third person accepts the task, I will send someone to notify you!"

After saying thank you, Fang Ping separated from the crowd and left quickly.

Perhaps it was good luck. Just a few hours after returning, a disciple came to the stone house where he lived temporarily to send a message, saying that a third person had accepted the task.

Fang Ping immediately stood up and returned to the notice board with that disciple.

Here, he met two other outer disciples who chose the same task.

"It turned out to be Brother Fang Ping."

One of them, a middle-aged man wearing a green Taoist robe and holding a magic sword, took the initiative to greet Fang Ping.

Judging from the aura that was not deliberately concealed, this person should have the strength of the fifth level of Qi training.

"I have met this senior brother~"

While Fang Ping responded, he was also secretly thinking about the name of the disciple in front of him and why he recognized him.

He felt that the other party looked familiar, but it seemed that they had no contact on weekdays.

The middle-aged man guessed Fang Ping's doubts and smiled and said: "Junior brother Fang may not remember that when I was searching for the White Feathered Spirit Crane, I bought a bottle of Qigong Pill from Junior Brother Fang for emergency. Even if I don't mention this, the battle in which Junior Brother defeated Junior Brother Sun Sixiang in the sect competition was also impressive."

This reminded Fang Ping.

He finally recalled some vague images and said: "So there is such a fate. I wonder what your name is, Senior Brother?"

The middle-aged man said: "My name is Deng Jianyang, you can just call me Senior Brother Deng."

After a few greetings, Fang Ping looked at another female disciple.

Fang Ping had some impression of this female disciple, whose name was Mo Yao. Although her appearance is not as good as Su Lingyun, she is also quite pretty in the outer sect and has no shortage of suitors.

However, Mo Yao is rather aloof and seems to have few friends. She usually keeps to herself.

At this moment, facing Fang Ping and Deng Jianyang, she looked as indifferent as ever and said, "Mo Yao, the strength of the fourth level of Qi training."

Deng Jianyang has been in the outer sect for twenty years and has seen the temperaments of various cultivators.

He said indifferently, "Since everyone is here, let's set off. The sooner we eliminate the black gold tiger, the sooner we can come back to report."

Among the three, neither Fang Ping nor Mo Yao had the intention to take the lead, and Deng Jianyang was the one with the highest realm among the three, so it was natural for him to take the lead.

Under the leadership of Deng Jianyang, the three of them each showed their flying magic tools and flew to the depths of the canyon.

………

After half a day of flying.

The three approached the area mentioned in the mission.

"Brothers and sisters, if you go further, you may encounter the black-gold tiger at any time. This area is not very big, but it is also a hundred miles in radius. It is not easy to find the black-gold tiger."

"Do you have any tricks?"

After putting away the flying magic weapon and landing in the canyon, Deng Jianyang looked at Fang Ping and Mo Yao on his left and right.

Fang Ping said: "Brother, I am still a beginner and have not mastered similar methods."

Mo Yao also shook her head, indicating that she had no special preparations.

Deng Jianyang just asked habitually, and it was not surprising to get the answer.

As an old veteran of the outer sect, he failed to be promoted to the inner sect, and the foundation building was as illusory as a mirage. He had long lost the enthusiasm of his early years in cultivation.

Instead, he began to study some interesting methods, or methods that were a bit unorthodox in the eyes of other cultivators.

Since he dared to accept the task of hunting monsters, Deng Jianyang naturally had some support.

He released dozens of fiery red jade bees, as big as sparrows, from a spirit beast bag hanging on his waist. After communicating with his mind for a while, he raised his hand and released the jade bees.

Then, dozens of jade bees flapped their wings and flew high, each choosing a direction and flying into the large forest in front.

"Let's go, let's follow!"

Deng Jianyang used the light body technique and followed first.

Seeing this, Fang Ping and Mo Yao also followed.

In the deep canyon, the three of them walked and stopped, casually drawing the terrain along the way, and occasionally there were unexpected gains, picking one or two spiritual herbs found along the way.

Although most of them were not worth a few spirit stones, a little bit adds up to a lot, and it was also a gain.

At the beginning, Deng Jianyang obviously got nothing.

But after going deep into this area for half a day, Deng Jianyang seemed to gradually find some clues, and he obviously had a certain bias when tracking.

His footsteps were also slightly lighter.

"Have you found the black tiger?" Mo Yao asked.

Deng Jianyang shook his head: "It's not certain yet, but the fire bees I released have found traces that are suspected to be left by the black tiger."

This good news cheered up Fang Ping and Mo Yao.

However, there is no lack of danger in the Howling Wind Canyon, and it is naturally impossible that there is only one monster, the black tiger. It's just that the monks who went ahead a few days ago happened to only find the black tiger when they passed by.

As they continued to track, the danger here also targeted the three people.

Just as Fang Ping and the other two were about to pass through a forest, the ground under their feet trembled without warning.

The next moment, dozens of sharp roots broke out of the ground and attacked them.

Fang Ping reacted quickly. The moment the ground trembled slightly, he used the light body technique to move to the side.

Mo Yao and Deng Jianyang also showed their own methods.

The former offered a handkerchief-shaped defensive magic weapon and steadily blocked the attack of the roots.

Deng Jianyang was more direct. No one knew what kind of protective magic he secretly activated. A large ball of fire suddenly burst out of his body, and he actually burned the roots that attacked him into ashes.

Finding that the three humans who broke into the territory seemed to be difficult to deal with, a tree demon with strength comparable to the third level of Qi training appeared in panic in the woods not far away, and its branches and leaves trembled.

But at the moment the sneak attack failed, its fate was doomed.

The three cultivators joined forces to launch a counterattack.

The bark of the tree demon was tough enough, and even the inferior magic weapon infused with mana had a hard time penetrating it.

Seeing this, Fang Ping simply activated the Fiery Sun True Fire.

A series of pale golden flames fell from the sky, just enough to restrain this tree monster. However, in an instant, the tree monster completely lost its life in the sea of ​​fire.

"Brother Fang's True Fire spell is really sharp!"

Deng Jianyang put away the means he was about to use and praised with a smile.

After solving the small troubles encountered on the way, the three continued to track.

Passing through a small swamp filled with miasma, the terrain ahead gradually rose.

During the period, after killing two monsters in the early stage of Qi training, the jade bee released by Deng Jianyang finally found the trace of the black gold tiger.

With a clear location, the speed of the three people suddenly increased.