An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping met none other than one of the four transformed gods who had gone through all the trouble to enter the Tianyuan world from Tianyafang City.

This person's name is Xin Yan, and she is the only female cultivator among the four.

At this moment, she appeared in a hurry, soaring into the sky from a large island, and then disappeared from Fang Ping's sight in the blink of an eye.

The moment he saw the other party, Fang Ping was really hesitant about whether to take the initiative to contact the other party.

The reason for the hesitation was actually mainly because the friendship between Fang Ping and the other party only stayed in the ninth level of the sea of ​​chaos.

Even though no one cooperated and trusted each other at that time, after entering the Tianyuan world, no one among the four was willing to accompany Fang Ping, a young monk in the Nascent Soul realm, and they actually abandoned Fang Ping like this.

Now in such a new environment, Fang Ping was not sure how much friendship she still had for him due to various unknown factors.

Seeing that the other party's figure had disappeared, Fang Ping also shook his head slightly. Since it was just fate for a quick glance, then don't force it.

If the other party gets into any trouble because of his disdain for himself, that is not what Fang Ping wants to see.

After all, there are still some forces and monks in Yuanling Continent who have great hatred towards the monks from the magical land.

According to Fang Ping's reading of the ancient books of Woshenshan, the older and more powerful the forces are, the more serious their hatred towards the land abandoned by the gods.

As for the reason, Fang Ping searched many classics, but couldn't find the answer at all.

Fang Ping hid in the void and eavesdropped in the nearby area for a while. He learned from the nearby monks that the island was inhabited by a powerful cultivating family in the nearby sea area.

This family of immortal cultivators, known as Yulan Zhou Clan, has two great masters of transcending tribulations and more than a dozen great masters of transforming gods. Moreover, not long ago, the Zhou clan also recruited a female cultivator in the god transforming stage, making the Zhou clan's strength even more powerful. Stronger.

The reason why these monks had such a discussion was naturally because Xin Yan did not conceal her aura when she transformed into a spirit and left, so many people couldn't help but say a few words of healing after seeing Xin Yan's leaving figure.

Fang Ping secretly wrote down the content of their chat, and then continued flying towards Yangzhou based on the map provided by Woshenshan.

This flight lasted another seven days, and Fang Ping finally landed outside an island.

The reason why I stopped here is naturally because this place called Jinyan Island is actually the only market in the nearby sea.

It was also the only market that Fang Ping encountered along the way.

Since there is a city, it means that there must be many monks in the nearby sea area.

The more important point is that there is a Tianbao Pavilion in Jinyanfang City.

It was precisely because of this that Fang Ping decided to enter this city.

As for the reason, it is naturally for the heavenly fragrant nectar.

The stench on his body affects him all the time. Even if Fang Ping closes his perception, the stench from the soul still tortures him every day.

Just like the market in Yuanling Continent, any monk who enters needs to register and receive a token. Of course, one spiritual stone every day is definitely indispensable.

The process of entering Fang City was surprisingly smooth, because Fang Ping's obvious mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level, coupled with the disgusting stench on his body, made the two foundation-building monks guarding the gate of Fang City could only endure the stench. At the same time, he had to accompany Fang Ping to register with Xiao.

"Senior, it's all done, please go slowly."

The monk at the door handed Fang Ping a token that registered Fang Ping's identity and aura, tried hard to control the urge to vomit, and said with a smile on his face.

Seeing how patient he was, Fang Ping also felt a little embarrassed, so he simply threw two medium-grade spiritual stones to the other party, and then entered the market without saying a word.

The size of Jinyanfang City is not too big, but there is a lot of traffic inside. Fang Ping swept his consciousness and found that basically all the shops in the market are already owned, which further proves that this market is The bustle of the city.

Fang Ping didn't want to cause trouble, so after entering Fangshi, he headed directly towards Tianbao Pavilion.

The coercion of the Nascent Soul emanating from his body naturally made the monks and vendors along the way dare not approach him at all. In addition, the stench emanating from Fang Ping's body could be smelled from a long distance away, and no one was willing to talk to Fang Ping. .

Arriving at Tianbao Pavilion smoothly, the smiling face of a maid in the middle stage of foundation building at the door suddenly became distorted. However, out of professionalism and respect for the powerful Nascent Soul, she could only force a smile.

"Hello, senior, may I ask you, senior... vomit... you... vomit..."

But as soon as he spoke, her stomach began to churn, so much so that she couldn't even finish a complete sentence.

Fang Ping saw how pitiful she was, unable to hold back her retching, face red, tears streaming down her face, but forcing a smile, and knew that she had indeed tried her best.

So he didn't use the airs of his Yuanying predecessor to embarrass her.

On the contrary, he gave the other party a medium-grade spiritual stone, and sent a black card with the Tianbao Pavilion mark and a jade slip to the maid through the air.

"The things I need to do are all in the jade slips. Please take them and help me handle them."

The maid took the things and looked at Fang Ping with gleaming eyes: "Supreme guest, you are the most distinguished guest of Tianbao Pavilion... uh... you... uh, please follow me to the VIP room on the second floor!"

After saying that, she quickly stepped forward and took the lead to the second floor.

Fang Ping was naturally not surprised by this arrangement and did not reject it.

In such a small city, not to mention that Fang Ping is a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he has also purchased a large amount of materials for alchemy and weapon refining from Tianbao Pavilion. Fang Ping even entrusted them to release information about the purchase of Tianxiang Manna.

Not to mention that Fang Ping himself is also the most distinguished guest of Tianbao Pavilion. As long as he shows his identity, no matter which Tianbao Pavilion he is in, he will receive the highest standard of reception.

Sitting down in the VIP room, the female cultivator quickly took out some spiritual fruits from the storage ring and placed them in front of Fang Ping. She said quickly: "Junior, please go and invite our shopkeeper to come here. VIP, please wait a moment."

Fang Fang waved his hands expressionlessly, and the female cultivator finally escaped from the room as if she had been granted amnesty.

Not long after, a short-bearded middle-aged man with a wooden hairpin on his head walked into the room.

As soon as he entered, his face suddenly changed. He pinched a seal in his hand and said with a wry smile: "Fellow Taoist, what are you..."

This person is the shopkeeper of Tianbao Pavilion in Jinyanfang City, and he is also a late Yuanying monk.

Fang Ping smiled apologetically and said, "I accidentally fell into the blood demon's curse. Although I have no power of life, I ended up like this, so I have to seek help from Tianbao Pavilion to find some Tianxiang nectar or Tianxiang spirit fox.

Of course, if there are other treasures that can get rid of the odor, I will never refuse them. "