An Ordinary Path to Immortality

The weapon spirit of Wanlijing is indeed cunning and cunning. There is absolutely nothing unnecessary in chatting with it. Every sentence can get to the point.

"Junior has a question..."

Before Fang Ping finished speaking, Qi Ling interrupted as if he had read through Fang Ping's mind: "Don't worry, although you are only at the Nascent Soul realm, I can sense the strong aura in your body. If you use it with all your strength, you will definitely be far away." Extraordinary Yuanying monk."

Fang Ping did not deny that in the process of refining the opponent, with the ability of the weapon spirit, he could naturally sense Fang Ping's cultivation strength.

"The junior is just a little worried. After all, the senior is a treasure. If you want to replenish energy for a silent treasure, the junior's cultivation will be drained by the senior, right?"

The current situation is special, and Fang Ping is not willing to drain himself dry and put himself in danger because of a treasure.

"Don't worry, the Chaos Qi I have comprehended is just the beginning, and your Chaos Qi is of extremely high grade, and I can use the advantage of quality to offset the difference in quantity. Moreover, I can also be a blessing in disguise, and understand the principles of Chaos. Take me to the next level.”

Fang Ping was speechless. His butt was already on fire. The entire Woshenshan Mountain was about to be blamed. As the founder of Woshenshan Mountain, Wanli Jing still wanted to improve and practice. It seemed that he did not put the safety of Woshenshan Mountain at all. Take it to heart.

Fang Ping did not continue the topic and asked instead: "Senior, aren't you worried about the safety of the sect at all?"

I thought Wan Li Jing would say some other high-sounding words, but Wan Li Jing replied without even thinking about it: "If you don't worry, what is there to worry about?"

Fang Ping asked strangely: "Senior, you built Wo Shen Mountain with your own hands, and they came here according to your guidance, so they suffered this disaster. Don't you feel any guilt or worry in your heart?"

"Why are you guilty?" Qi Ling said in a relaxed tone: "With my ability, since I let them come here, there is nothing wrong."

"Senior, please forgive me for being frank. The Woshen Mountain is about to collapse. At least I can't see the slightest chance of survival. But why are you so sure? Do you have any backup plans?"

"I don't have any backup plans, but I have spent tens of thousands of years accumulating, and there is no way I can go wrong by spying on that little secret."

Wan Lijing was full of confidence, as if everything was still under his control.

Fang Ping became increasingly puzzled: "Senior is so confident?"

"As a treasure, if I even doubt my own ability, then do I still have the meaning of existence?"

Wan Lijing's answer still puzzled Fang Ping.

Fang Ping did not speak, and Wanli Jing continued: "Peering into the secrets of heaven is an ability of mine, but it consumes too much and cannot be used easily. But since I have used it, I naturally do not believe in the results I have seen. suspect."

"Your confidence may cause everyone in Wo Shen Mountain to perish." Fang Ping was very dissatisfied with this stubborn guy.

In the end, Wan Lijing chuckled and said: "I saw that Wo Shen Mountain will suffer some losses, but there is no danger of annihilating the sect."

Fang Ping felt that it was a bit difficult to communicate with the other party: "I really don't know how you can be confident. With the current situation, the entire army of Wo Shenshan may be wiped out in the next moment, let alone the so-called opportunity for rise."

"That's wrong. Woshen Mountain will not be destroyed, and they have also found the opportunity for the sect to rise."

Fang Ping said curiously: "This junior is stupid."

Wan Lijing chuckled: "Although the secret cannot be leaked, I can conclude that your appearance will help Wo Shen Mountain to rise completely."

Fang Ping was confused for a moment: "Senior, please don't joke."

Just as Fang Ping finished speaking, the faces of Fang Ping and Zhao Ling'er appeared in the Wanli Mirror. Their heads were close together, as if they were looking at something.

Fang Ping naturally remembered this scene. It was the scene where he and Zhao Ling'er gathered together to call on the Wanli Mirror Spirit just now.

"Senior, what do you mean?" Fang Ping asked.

"This is the opportunity for the rise of Woshen Mountain." Wanli Jing said.

"Senior, are you talking about Ling'er? She has a great spiritual body now. If she is cultivated properly, she will indeed achieve extraordinary things in the future."

As a result, Wan Lijing denied it and said: "More than that, that little girl is indeed good, but she is alone. Without your help, she will not be able to lead Wo Shen Mountain further with her ability."

Fang Ping pouted: "In the final analysis, let me help Zhao Ling'er escape, and then help Zhao Ling'er rebuild Wo Shen Mountain."

As a result, Wan Lijing did not continue to argue with Fang Ping on this issue this time: "It is useless to talk more, and I believe you will not believe in these illusory things easily. However, if you refine and master me and understand my abilities, Your thinking will definitely change."

Fang Ping thought for a moment, and realized that his purpose was to refine the Wanli Mirror anyway, and now he just needed to spend some chaos energy to restore the power of the Wanli Mirror.

As Fang Ping refined the Wanli Mirror more deeply, he felt more and more how powerful and indestructible a truly complete treasure was.

However, if it is just to help Wanlijing recover, Fang Ping will only consume more Chaos Qi. Anyway, there are still many leaves on the Nascent Soul Tree.

Regardless of Wanli Jing's bragging, from Fang Ping's point of view, even if it cannot help Wanli Jing return to its full glory, it can at least help it recover part of its power. After the formation is broken, Wanli Jing can be asked to help him and Zhao Ling'er escape from death. bureau.

Although this guy looks a bit weird, it is a treasure after all. If it can be refined, it will be good for me.

After making up his mind, Fang Ping said: "Anyway, no matter what, it needs to be refined before the result can be seen. Why not ask the senior to help me and let me refine it as soon as possible."

"You are a teachable kid!" The spirit of the weapon said, and then Fang Ping felt a stronger suction coming from the depths of the core of the restriction, helping Fang Ping to guide the chaotic energy to refine the restriction more quickly and deeply.

With the help of the spirit of the weapon, Fang Ping's refining speed was faster. Not long after, Fang Ping's chaotic energy broke through all the obstacles of the restriction and came to the core of the restriction.

The moment he saw the core of the spirit of the weapon, Fang Ping was stunned. He never thought that a spirit of the weapon should be just a group of illusory thought energy like other treasures.

But what Fang Ping saw was a vague figure sitting cross-legged, and on the chest of the figure, there was an equally vague Bagua treasure mirror.

In addition, Fang Ping also felt a faint aura of chaos on the weapon spirit.

As the weapon spirit said before, its understanding of chaos was low, and it was just barely at the entry level. At least for Fang Ping, this level of chaos could not pose a threat to him at all.