An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Seeing that Jingchu was keeping things a secret, the big man from Zhanshen Mountain said unhappily, "How is it now?"

Jingchu said, "After the little lion lost the battle, he must have been trained by the old lion. This time, his strength has improved a lot, but if they meet again, the little lion is still no match, and will be defeated even more miserably."

"Oh, so, you survived the disaster in Woshen Mountain and found a treasure. No wonder you personally protected him."

Jingchu smiled slightly and said, "The rise and fall of Woshen Mountain depends on him, so we can't be careless."

"But they are going to go to the Middle Earth together. You won't continue to guard them in secret, right?" The old man asked with a flick of his whisk.

At the same time, the big man stared at Jingchu with a warning look on his face.

The Aries Academy stipulates that only monks can go to the Middle Earth by themselves, and elders are not allowed to guard them. If Jingchu guards Fang Ping, they will definitely not allow Fang Ping to go with their own disciples.

Jingchu smiled and shook his head, saying, "Don't worry. I also plan to have another disciple from my sect go with them to participate in the academy test and compete for a place on the road to immortality. When the time comes, I hope you can tell your disciples to take care of them."

He also bowed slightly to the two men.

The two great men instantly understood Jingchu's plan. Since Fang Ping was not very willing to go to the road to immortality, they sent another person out and let him go with Tu Lie and the other two. This was equivalent to finding three powerful bodyguards at once.

"You old thing is really good at calculating." The big man said bluntly.

"Fellow Daoist Jingchu, you have been in Woshen Mountain for so many years and have produced such a little girl. Are you so confident that she can enter the road to immortality?" The old Taoist priest said calmly.

"You are willing to give up a genius like Mu Ge, so why should I be reluctant?" Jingchu asked back.

The conversation in the sky gradually calmed down, but Fang Ping and the other two below were still drinking and chatting lively. As more and more wine was poured into their stomachs, Tu Lie and Mu Ge became more and more drunk.

Most of the wine Fang Ping drank was absorbed by the sacred tree, and he was only slightly tipsy, which was much better than Tu Lie and Mu Ge.

As they drank more and more, Tu Lie and Mu Ge gradually became more and more careless, and began to talk about some interesting stories in their own sect.

Fang Ping listened with great interest, and at the same time, he knew that although they all came from famous families, especially Mu Ge, who came from the Holy Land, and seemed to have a high status among the younger generation of disciples in the Holy Land.

However, in the sect full of geniuses, there are also many intrigues and competitions.

"You are going to find your mother?" After hearing Fang Ping's purpose of going to Zhongzhou, Tu Lie did not hide the shock on his face: "Aren't you from the Land of God Forsaken? Why is your mother in the Middle Earth?"

"Don't worry, second brother, your mother is our mother. When we arrive in the Middle Earth, we will definitely accompany you to visit her." Mu Ge is still a well-behaved and sensible child.

Fang Ping said: "I can't explain the specific situation, but my mother did tell me in the letter to go to Zhongzhou to find her."

"Zhongzhou is very big, and there are countless sects and families. Which sect or family is our mother from? Maybe we have heard of her." Tu Lie is a bachelor. After hearing what Mu Ge said just now, he directly changed your mother to our mother.

Needless to say, his words instantly made Fang Ping feel closer to the two of them.

Fang Ping said, "I don't know the details. Mother only said it was the Mu family in the Central Plains. Do you know how many Mu families there are in the Central Plains?"

Tu Lie and Mu Ge looked at each other with doubts on their faces. Tu Lie said, "Mu family? I haven't heard of any famous Mu family in the Central Plains."

"Don't worry, second brother. Although we don't know, we will definitely help you find out after we go back."

Fang Ping thanked the two of them, and then chatted for a while. He pointed out the two sides of the battle in the ring not far away, but he had no intention of going on stage to compete with the demons.

Even though the human cultivators are now completely suppressed by the demons, with more defeats than wins, and their faces are about to be crushed by the demons, they have no intention of going on stage to stand out.

In fact, it's not just them. There must be some people with similar origins and strengths to them in a position a little further away from the ring. There are even a few saints who are secretly observing.

It's just that everyone tacitly chose not to take action.

To them, the demon race set up the ring just to take the opportunity to slap the face of the human race. If everyone ignored it, the demon race's goal would naturally not be achieved.

Moreover, this kind of battle of wills has no meaning to them regardless of winning or losing.

On the fifth day of the ring battle, Fang Ping and his friends were chatting and watching the battle, when they suddenly felt a strong pressure coming from the north of Wanghai City.

Then a chaotic aura like a tidal wave and a collapse of the sky and the earth surged in.

The three of them felt their hair stand on end, and a strong sense of crisis and powerlessness rose in their hearts.

They all stood up and looked in the direction where the pressure came from.

"Mahayana pressure, there are Mahayana masters fighting."

"The aura is so chaotic and the pressure is so strong, could it be that there is more than one Mahayana master fighting?"

As Tu Lie and Mu Ge exclaimed, Jing Chu and the other two appeared and waved their hands to sprinkle light to cover the three of them, blocking the pressure.

Not only them, similar situations were heard in many areas near the ring. It was obvious that the geniuses who were watching the battle in secret were being protected by their elders.

It was only then that Fang Ping realized that his heart was beating violently. The mirror of mountains and rivers that had been silent in his body also came to life, and his back and forehead were covered with beads of sweat.

Tu Lie and Muge's situation was not much better than Fang Ping's. After all, with their strength, they had no power to resist in the face of the coercive aftermath of the Mahayana battle.

Tu Lie wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked carelessly: "Old guy, what's going on over there?"

Then Tu Lie was slapped into the ground by the tiger-skinned man again, and he struggled for a long time before he came out.

"The powerful Mahayana warriors are fighting, and there are at least a dozen Mahayana warriors fighting with all their strength." The gray-robed old man spoke, looking deeply into the distance.

Jingchu frowned slightly and said, "Judging from the aura, it should be the demon clan trying to seize the eggs of the divine beasts and fighting against the Mahayana masters of Tianbao Pavilion."

Fang Ping was secretly shocked. Not only was he shocked by the number of Mahayana people in Tianyuan World, but he was also surprised by the determination of the demon clan. They dared to start a head-on battle with Tianbao Pavilion, and they also dispatched so many Mahayana demonic beasts to attack Tianbao Pavilion.

At the same time, Fang Ping also secretly lamented that when Xin Yan and the others stole the eggs of the mythical beasts, they would have never imagined that their actions would lead to a fight among more than a dozen Mahayana practitioners.