An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but look up at the Zhoutian Xinghai formation in the sky, which was besieged by dense monsters.

Because there was no sufficient resource replenishment, the light curtain of the formation was already shaky, and after more and more monster corpses were added, the power of the Blood Sea formation became stronger and stronger.

Under this situation, let alone the attack of the great beast, even if it was just the continuous attack of these low-level monsters, the formation would not last too long.

"Did our reinforcements really not come?" Fang Ping asked.

Although Woshen Mountain was not very powerful and had no great influence, if it was ranked, it would probably only be considered as a low-ranking one.

However, if the news that an entire sect was besieged by monsters and faced the disaster of extermination was received by other sects on the mainland, even if it was just for the righteous concept of exterminating demons, there would definitely be many cultivators coming to help one after another.

"In fact, there are many fellows who came to help, but they were blocked by other monsters in Zhenxian Palace and couldn't get in."

"That is to say, the number of big monsters dispatched by Zhenxian Palace is far more than the ones besieging us, and they may even come out in full force?" Fang Ping said in surprise.

"I think so."

Fang Ping was silent. If this is the case, the situation is not optimistic.

To be precise, it may not only be pessimistic, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a dead end.

Fang Ping even felt that even if he spent all his family assets and used the Wanli Mountain and River Mirror, he might not be able to escape.

Sighing softly, Fang Ping decided to talk about something else. If he continued to talk, he would feel very desperate.

"Senior, you must have something else to do here, right?"

Deyou said, "Yes, Ling'er has been in seclusion since you overcame the tribulation last time. Now the situation is serious. I decided to wake Ling'er up and let her stay with you. The two masters also decided to give you the Wanli Mountain and River Mirror and the sect hall for safekeeping.

Once the formation is broken, please take Ling'er and these two treasures away. We will try our best to help you escape."

Fang Ping's expression became serious: "If it is as the senior said, if the Zhenxian Palace Qin Chao is dispatched, I can't escape with Ling'er, right?"

Deyou seemed to have expected Fang Ping to say this. He said without thinking: "If you break out in the direction of Tianyuan Continent, there will be no way out, but if you run in the direction you came from, the chance of survival should be slightly greater."

Fang Ping's heart moved: "Senior means..."

"That's right, if there is really no way, you can take Ling'er back to the God-forsaken Land."

Fang Ping was silent for a moment. This road seems to be the most promising.

"Junior understands!"

"Okay!" Deyou said simply: "In that case, Ling'er will be handed over to you."

After that, Deyou disappeared without saying much.

Returning to the cave, Fang Ping put away the two little guys and all the things in the cave, and walked out of the cave to the front line against the monsters.

Since Zhao Ling'er is coming, Fang Ping's things in the cave naturally cannot be known to the other party.

And the formation may be broken at any time next, Fang Ping naturally can't stay in the cave and stay at ease without caring about the world like before.

"Third elder, the third elder is here!"

"Disciple greets the third elder."

"Why are you here, third elder? It's dangerous here. Monsters may attack at any time. Don't take risks."

What Fang Ping did is no longer a secret in Woshen Mountain. Whether it is Fang Ping's tribulation, or his breaking of four formations, or killing several Yuanying monsters in a row, all of these are enough to make all the monks in Woshen Mountain respect Fang Ping.

Not to mention, in recent days, all the cultivators in the entire Woshen Mountain have taken the elixir from Fang Ping to heal their wounds.

Even now in Woshen Mountain, many people say that if it weren't for the third elder, 10% of the cultivators in Woshen Mountain might have died.

Fang Ping took all the curious, awe-inspiring, grateful, and excited looks from the surrounding cultivators.

He circled around the formation and saw with his own eyes that the cultivators still stood firm at their posts even though they were seriously injured.

He also saw the monsters outside the formation that didn't care about life and death at all, attacking the formation fearlessly.

Similarly, he also saw the Zhoutian Xinghai formation that was crumbling under the continuous attacks of the monsters.

To be honest, the tragic scene of the monks of Woshen Mountain fighting desperately did move Fang Ping a little, and Fang Ping even had the impulse to rush out of the formation and kill everyone.

But he finally endured it, and just distributed healing pills and various natural treasures to the injured monks he met.

Before he turned around and went back, he had already sensed Zhao Linger's breath approaching him.

At this time, Zhao Linger was surrounded by rules and Taoism, making her, who was already beautiful and elegant, look more dignified and elegant, and she looked like a fairy radiating divine light from a distance.

It is said that beauty is a feast for the eyes. After seeing Zhao Linger, Fang Ping's mood was slightly calmer: "Go to my cave and wait first."

Not long after, Fang Ping also returned to his cave.

As soon as they met, Zhao Linger didn't say a word, but knelt down directly in front of Fang Ping.

"Linger thanks Brother Chen for your kindness in saving her life."

Fang Ping waved his hand, and a gentle force appeared, lifting Zhao Linger up: "Sister Linger, didn't you and I agree to be siblings? Since we are siblings, it is natural for me to help you with some small things. Why do you have to be so polite?"

Zhao Linger raised her lips: "Hehe, although that's what I said, I can't repay your kindness. Compared with the opportunity that Brother Chen has given me, this kneeling ceremony is just a drop in the bucket."

"Okay, okay, if you keep being so polite, I won't recognize you as my sister." Fang Ping pretended to be angry.

Zhao Linger laughed at once: "Yes, Brother Chen, my ancestors have told me about your situation. From now on, Linger will be with you as a slave. I hope you don't despise Linger as a burden."

"Little girl, do you think you can do whatever you want with your spiritual body? If you dare to disobey me again, I will beat you up!"

Fang Ping glared at her, and Zhao Linger shut up immediately, but her bright eyes were full of mischief and excitement.

Seeing that this girl was not as awed by him as others, Fang Ping decided to give her a good beating:

"The formation is about to be broken. By then, it is very likely that no one in the entire Woshen Mountain will survive. Even you and I may die on the spot. I wonder if Sister Linger has any plans?"