The Path to Immortality

"Foundation-building pill, first-grade intermediate-quality pill."

"After taking it, the success rate of foundation-building can be increased by 30%. If the foundation-building fails, the meridians will not be injured."

After this brief description, there was a line of small words: "This pill is extremely difficult to refine, comparable to the first-grade upper-grade elixir."

The elders of the Dan Hall did not take this pill recipe away!

Perhaps they felt that even if they kept it, ordinary disciples would not be able to refine the foundation-building pill?

After all, only by spreading the foundation-building pill recipe, those Qi training disciples can follow the map and work hard to collect the required spiritual medicine.

And the spiritual medicines found in the end, don't they have to ask the elders of the Dan Hall to refine them?

"This strategy of sitting on the Diaoyutai is really brilliant. I can learn it if I have the chance."

Fang Ping speculated on the motives of the elders of the Dan Hall with a little malice.

The exchange price of the first-grade intermediate-quality pill recipe is an astonishing 500 sect contributions.

Fang Ping couldn't afford to exchange it now, so he could only write it down and wait until he had made enough contributions in the future to exchange it as soon as possible to ensure that it was in his pocket.

Putting away the jade slip with the recipe of [Qingxin Pill] for the time being, Fang Ping left the bookshelf related to the Dao of Alchemy and began to search for content related to the ancient Dao text.

However, there were too many classics in the inner door Sutra Pavilion.

Fang Ping stayed there until dark and was exhausted. Although he found many classics that recorded the ancient Dao text, he still couldn't find the most critical method of interpretation.

He had to ask for help from a deacon who was guarding the Sutra Pavilion.

"Ancient Dao text?"

The deacon showed a bit of surprise when he learned Fang Ping's purpose: "Ancient Dao text is the text of the Great Dao, with a thousand meanings in one word, and it is extremely difficult to interpret. Generally speaking, only cultivators who have reached the Golden Core Realm will try to master this kind of text. You are not even at the foundation building stage, why do you have to be so ambitious?"

Fang Ping obviously couldn't tell the real reason, and only said: "The disciple accidentally saw the relevant content, and he is really curious. Please teach me, deacon."

Seeing that he was stubborn and refused to listen to advice, the deacon shook his head helplessly: "Well, wait until you try to interpret it yourself, and you will know how difficult the ancient Dao text is, and you will naturally give up."

Then, he told Fang Ping the location of the bookshelf containing the methods of interpreting ancient Dao texts.

Thanking the other party, Fang Ping followed the map and finally found a book [General Interpretation of the Great Dao Text] at the bottom of a bookshelf full of ancient books in the southwest corner of the huge Sutra Library.

It records the common basic interpretations of ancient Dao texts and the methods of deduction and interpretation in different contexts.

Finally getting what he wanted, Fang Ping no longer hesitated and went straight to the deacon in charge of the exchange.

Contrary to Fang Ping's expectations, although this [The Great Dao Text Explanation] was hard to find, the exchange price was not high. As long as one hundred sect contributions were made, it was in his hands.

………

Return to the cave.

Fang Ping ignored the [Qingxin Pill] recipe for the time being, and directly took out [The Great Dao Text Explanation] and read it excitedly.

An hour later.

He closed the book blankly and asked "Huh?".

Who am I?

What the hell am I reading?

What the hell is written on it?

The pharmacology and medicinal properties of the top-grade basic elixir are already quite complicated, enough to discourage most ordinary cultivators.

Even so, Fang Ping can still understand it after calming down.

But the Great Dao Text Explanation in front of him is more than ten times more obscure and difficult than the theory of alchemy!

Saying that he is reading a heavenly book is probably the most appropriate description.

"It seems that the good advice of the deacon before was not exaggerated at all."

Fang Ping, who was a little unwilling, made up his mind to defend his IQ and spent a week to study this book of the Great Dao.

But in the end, it can't be said that he gained nothing, but he got six out of seven!

"It's so difficult!"

He stood up and paced in his cave for a few steps, not knowing what to do.

Find some [Frost Spirit Tea]?

Fang Ping remembered that when he encountered difficulties in trying to figure out the Fiery Sun True Fire, he relied on the frost spirit tea to improve his understanding, so that he could quickly comprehend it.

But the output of this spirit tea is not high, and it is not easy to get.

To put it another way, even if he can get it, with the effect of frost spirit tea he has experienced before, I am afraid it is not enough to help him interpret the ancient Dao text.

The difficulty coefficient is too high!

"If external things are not reliable, then we can only find a way to find someone who knows the ancient Dao text and ask him for some advice."

In the huge Luoyang Sect, there must be cultivators who know the ancient Dao text.

However, whether they are willing to help, and whether they will be curious about the motivation of Fang Ping, a Qi training cultivator, who insists on learning the ancient Dao text, or even try to test it, this is hard to say.

Even Liu Wuchen and Jiang Yucheng may not be able to help him in this matter.

"By the way, Elder Wu!"

Fang Ping suddenly thought of a suitable candidate in his mind.

Since the other party is willing to sell him a favor, he must not mind increasing his investment appropriately.

With this old man's connections, maybe he can really help find a reliable instructor.

Thinking of this, he immediately set off to the outer gate.

……

Seeing Fang Ping coming to the door with a gift, Elder Wu, who came out of the cave, was obviously a little surprised.

However, regardless of the purpose of coming, Elder Wu was very happy to deepen the relationship between the two sides, and smiled as he let Fang Ping into his cave.

This was Fang Ping's first visit to the cave of a foundation-building cultivator.

Perhaps it was because Elder Wu liked to show off, the huge cave was decorated extremely luxuriously.

There was a beautiful and soft carpet on the ground, and a pair of golden incense burners were placed next to the stone pillars in the cave, burning fragrant spices. A large piece of bright light stone was inlaid on the top, making the inside as bright as day.

Several female cultivators with cool clothes and bright eyes and white teeth saw the young cultivator coming in, and they left the living room with a little shyness and laughter.

Two of the women changed into relatively dignified clothes before reappearing and offering spiritual tea.

"Elder Wu's life is really not changeable even for gods!"

Fang Ping looked around and couldn't help showing a little envy.

He was really a little envious.

"Your life is coming to an end, and there is no hope of golden elixir, so you can only enjoy this little bit." Elder Wu shook his head and sighed: "Alas, there are not many good days left!"

This made Fang Ping a little worried: "Could it be that Elder Wu..."

Will he soon pass away?

Elder Wu looked a little heavy: "Unless you can find a longevity elixir, you can only live another fifty years."

... Do you think this is human language?

Only?

Fang Ping's expression almost didn't hold back.

As if he saw what he was thinking, Elder Wu smiled: "I have a wood spiritual root, and I also practice the sect's four golden elixir techniques [Ten Thousand Wood Evergreen Art]. Although my aptitude is average and I have been stagnant in the early stage of foundation building for many years, my life span is nearly 20% longer than that of ordinary foundation building cultivators."

If not for this, at the age of nearly 190, if it were a cultivator with other spiritual roots, he would only have ten years left to live at most.