An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping's attitude was actually very good, his posture was very low, and his etiquette was in place. Moreover, Fang Ping took out a storage bag and handed it to the maid next to him:

"I am really forced into this situation. I am really sorry for causing trouble to all fellow Taoists. To express my apology, I will give each of you a bottle of the best Dayang Pill as an apology. I hope you won't take offense."

Although the Dayang Pill is not a great treasure, as an auxiliary pill that nourishes the Soul of the Nascent Soul and helps it transform into the Soul of Yang Shen, its value is pretty good.

Fang Ping was actually quite sincere when he brought out a bottle of Dayang Pill.

After the waitress got the storage bag, she began to distribute it to the nearby monks.

After receiving the elixirs, the expressions on these people's faces gradually became better. It was obvious that these elixirs were quite good for them.

But the young man didn't take the elixir at all, which made the waitress and Fang Ping look a little ugly.

"For just one bottle of Dayang Dan, I can give you two bottles. Please leave immediately."

The young man's straightforward words surprised Fang Ping.

"Fellow Taoist, I'm just taking a brief look at it. It won't take too long. If fellow Taoist falls in love with any beast egg, I promise that I will never take away someone's love." Fang Ping felt that the other party was not kind. , but he did not have a seizure.

After all, everything happens for a reason, and it is understandable that your current state would make the other person unhappy and then disgust you.

Not to mention that this young man has such a level of cultivation at such a young age, and he seems to have a decent status. He should be at the age where he is arrogant and arrogant.

"Get out! I advise you not to interfere with my business here."

But what Fang Ping didn't expect was that despite his kind words and taking out the pills as an apology, the other party would turn out to be so aggressive.

"Fellow Taoist, are you going too far when you say this?" Fang Ping's face turned cold.

"Excessive? I think you came from the cesspit, right? You are like shit, get out of here quickly. If you dare to delay it any longer, I will make you walk around without food."

Just when Fang Ping was about to speak, the maid gently pulled the corner of his clothes and explained to Fang Ping in a low voice: "Senior, this Young Master Huang is the Huang family's top talent in Wanghai City. Why don't I take senior to see somewhere else."

The Huang family in Wanghai City?

Fang Ping instantly realized that the current prosperity of Wanghai City was naturally inseparable from the support of some forces.

Zhang, Huang, Li, and Ma are the four major families behind Wanghai City. For Wanghai City to be what it is today, these four major families have contributed a lot behind the scenes.

Of course, they have also benefited a lot from the continuous growth of Wanghai City, so that the strength of the major families has also increased day by day.

Now it seems to have become a well-known power in several nearby states.

Even Woshenshan, which has a much longer heritage than theirs, seems to respect them a bit.

Hearing the name of the Huang family and knowing that the other party was a genius that the Huang family focused on cultivating, an ordinary monk would have endured it, not to mention that he was the one who was at fault.

Originally, when Fang Ping heard that the other party was from the Huang family, he had the same thought in his heart. He did not want to get entangled with the other party. Anyway, he was just curious for a moment, and it was not necessary.

But after this guy heard the waitress introduce his identity, he didn't show any magnanimity that a rich man should have. Instead, he got even more serious: "Now that you know the identity of this young master, if you still don't kowtow and apologize, then get out of here, otherwise, in the future, If you offend me in Wanghai City, I will make it impossible for you to get in or get out."

After hearing the other party's insulting and threatening words, the last trace of apology in Fang Ping's heart disappeared. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the other party:

"He's just a Nascent Soul Realm genius from the Huang family. His tone was so loud that some people might have thought he was the Holy Son of some ancient holy land." Fang Ping pretended to look at the other person, and at the same time deliberately dropped his foul-smelling consciousness. Scan the opponent repeatedly:

"Looking at you, you look very handsome, but your cultivation is a bit frivolous. It should be the result of swallowing spiritual medicine."

"Bullshit, you... vomit..." Before Mr. Huang could finish his words, he was already dizzy from the stench that spread all over his body, and he vomited on the spot without any care at all.

Although as a Nascent Soul cultivator, there is nothing in his stomach that can be vomited, but just such an act of vomiting in public is enough to disgrace him.

"I'll kill you, dog... ugh... thing, I don't care where you come from... ugh... I'll kill you."

As he spoke, he also forcibly activated his soul to try to force Fang Ping's stinky consciousness back.

It's a pity that with his soul cultivation, it is definitely not enough to deal with Fang Ping.

Not only was it not enough to see, his soul was suppressed by Fang Ping's consciousness, and Fang Ping followed his consciousness directly into the sea of ​​consciousness and began to have intimate communication with his soul.

The stench that reached the sky entered the soul, making Mr. Huang's whole body feel bad. Not only was the stench so bad that he was shaking all over, but even the soul was so stinky that he forgot to resist and trembled violently.

Fang Ping was having such a good time that he even thought about how he could integrate his own odor into the other person's soul, so that the other party could also have a taste of his own stench.

Unfortunately, this blood demon's curse cannot work on others, so Fang Ping's attempts all ended in failure.

"Wanghai City can't help but kill?" Fang Ping asked the waitress beside him.

"Reporting to senior, Wanghai City prohibits any fighting and killing. No matter who it is, if they take action in Wanghai City, they will be punished by the four major families, so I hope senior can calm down and don't break the rules of Wanghai City." The female cultivator led. He said in a pleading tone.

Fang Ping nodded: "Do people from the four major families have any privileges?"

"No!" The waitress was a little anxious and worried: "I hope senior will stop using his methods for the sake of Tianbao Pavilion."

Fang Ping said in confusion: "I didn't touch him. I was just communicating with Mr. Huang through my spiritual consciousness. After all, with my strength, if I wanted to do something, he would already be a corpse."

"Fart, you fart... ugh, you have obviously taken action... ugh, come on, come on, come on, call the law enforcement team over."

Huang Shao shouted, and the two Nascent Soul Realm monks beside him who looked like bodyguards immediately turned around to move reinforcements.

In fact, they were afraid of Wanghai City's rules, and this was Tianbao Pavilion, so they didn't dare to take action.

If they were elsewhere, they might not have to wait until now, they would have already taught Fang Ping a lesson.

But at this moment, a slightly older voice appeared: "Stop."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Ping's consciousness was pushed back by a gentle but powerful force.

Then, an old man exuding the powerful pressure of the Transformation God and wearing a coat with the logo of Tianbao Pavilion came down from the stairs on the third floor and slowly came here.