An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Huang Zhiyuan only felt that he seemed to be in a certain illusion, and everything in front of him was so unreal.

Looking at the two dazed people, Fang Ping asked with a smile: "We already have a spiritual weapon each, are you satisfied?"

"This, this is impossible, fake ones must be fake."

Huang Zhiyuan, who had come to his senses, subconsciously thought that the spiritual weapons in Fang Ping's hands were all fakes, and they were just some ordinary magic weapons they bought that could temporarily trigger the power of spiritual weapons.

"Fake? Then I'll let you try whether my Fire Cloud Stick is real or fake."

Zhang Yuan opened his mouth, and his spiritual consciousness moved, and the three cloud spiritual fires in front of him flew towards Huang Zhiyuan.

The speed of the spiritual fire seemed slow, but the strong flame aura rushed over, making Huang Zhiyuan feel as if he had fallen into a fire pit.

Zheng Tianming sneered and said, "Huang Zhiyuan, you and I don't have much hatred, but you want to kill us. Let's make a final break today."

He paused the brush in his hand, and a brown rune suddenly lit up at the bottom of Huang Zhiyuan's feet. The pattern was the rune that Zheng Tianming had transformed into in the air just now.

Bai Jian said nothing. He pinched his sword finger and pointed at Huang Zhiyuan. The long sword in his hand made a crisp sound, and then slashed at Huang Zhiyuan.

It was obviously just a spiritual weapon long sword, but under the sword energy, it seemed that countless sharp swords were stabbing at him.

Huang Zhiyuan was shocked and wanted to dodge, but the brown light flashed under his feet, and he was trapped in the spot, making him unable to move.

"How could this be? How could this be? You just built your foundation, how can you have such a fortune?"

"Ah, break it for me!"

He roared, and the golden mace in his hand burst into a blazing spiritual light, and hit the rune at the bottom of his feet heavily.

At the same time, he summoned a piece of leather armor made of top-grade magic weapon.

"Bang"

With a muffled sound, the rune on his feet shattered.

Then he changed his hand gestures, and three phantoms flew out from the golden mace to meet the three flowing cloud flames.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Three muffled sounds were heard, and the phantom of the golden mace and the flowing cloud flames shattered at the same time, turning into three balls of golden light and flame light spots scattered in the air.

"Ding" "Puff"

It only took a moment to break the attacks of Zheng Tianming and Zhang Yuan.

But after this short moment, when he swung the golden mace to smash the oncoming long sword, he was still half a step slower.

The piercing sword energy was shattered by his blow, and the spiritual weapon long sword also collided with his golden mace.

At that time, because of his hasty move, he was unable to completely separate the long sword. After being slightly deviated, the long sword directly pierced his left shoulder and flew out of his back.

At this moment, Huang Zhiyuan was sweating all over.

It was not because of the pain of being pierced by the long sword, but because of the fear of the thrill just now.

If his action just now was a moment later, Bai Jian's long sword might have cut off his head directly.

But even so, his wound was still burning with pain, and he could vaguely feel that there were strands of subtle sword-like Yuanli invading his flesh meridians from the wound, causing wanton destruction.

His heart was slightly shocked, and he looked at Bai Jian in horror, because he couldn't tell whether the result was caused by this spiritual weapon long sword or Bai Jian's skills.

However, no matter which result it was, Huang Zhiyuan was shocked.

Because at the moment when Bai Jian drew his sword just now, he vaguely felt that Bai Jian seemed to have turned into a sharp sword at a certain moment.

This means that Bai Jian is very likely to have embarked on the path of sword cultivation.

He and the three Lishan immortals used to practice together, so he naturally knew that Bai Jian’s greatest wish was to become a sword cultivator.

He used to sneer at Bai Jian’s dream, thinking that Bai Jian’s qualifications were just a foolish dream.

At this moment, he felt that the possibility of Bai Jian becoming a sword cultivator seemed to be not impossible.

It is even very likely that Bai Jian is already a sword cultivator who has just started.

Sword cultivators are not uncommon in the world of immortal cultivation. These people have no distractions, only their swords in their hearts, and their swords are the basis of their cultivation.

It can be said that the sword in their hands is their other life.

It is precisely because of this that sword cultivators are often like a peerless sword, arrogant and taciturn.

Because they focus on the sword, their strength is naturally extremely strong, and it is difficult for ordinary cultivators to kill enemies above their level.

But for the indomitable sword cultivators, it is nothing unusual.

The information about the sword cultivator flashed through his mind, and he took out a pill and patted it on his shoulder. At the same time, he used his spiritual power to seal the wound and silently refined the sword energy in the wound and meridians.

"Where did you get the spiritual weapon? With the income of your grocery store, even if you are given another ten years, you can't afford these three spiritual weapons."

Seeing that Zhang Yuan and the others had no intention of continuing to fight, Huang Zhiyuan asked.

With the current price of spiritual weapons in Tianbao Pavilion, the price of the cheapest low-grade spiritual weapon will not be less than 200,000.

And judging from the situation of his fight with the three people just now, although the spiritual weapons of these three people are low-grade spiritual weapons, they are also rare treasures among low-grade spiritual weapons.

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "It's just a few low-grade spiritual weapons. What's the fuss? Can it be more expensive than the dozen top-grade foundation-building pills that I used to build my foundation?"

Huang Zhiyuan was stunned again. A dozen foundation-building pills, or top-grade ones.

Then he looked at Bai Jian again. Bai Jian was still looking up at the sky slightly, with a look of arrogance and disdain on his face.

Huang Zhiyuan reacted quickly. He turned his head and looked at Fang Ping: "It's you, right? You helped them build their foundation and bought them spiritual tools?"

He finally figured out why the three Lishan immortals went to Tianbao Pavilion and why they stayed there for so long.

It must be because Zhang Yuan and Bai Jian successfully built their foundation, and then Fang Ping took them to Tianbao Pavilion to buy spiritual tools.

And each of them bought one, well, maybe more than one.

And the reason why they stayed in Tianbao Pavilion for so long must be to refine spiritual tools in Tianbao Pavilion.

And he knew nothing about this, and actually thought that the three Lishan immortals were running out of resources and were ready to fight to the death and escape from here.

"You guessed right, it was me." Fang Ping said calmly: "Not only did I find a lot of frost ink flowers in the secret realm to refine the foundation-building pill, but I also harvested a lot of natural treasures and a lot of spiritual stones in the secret realm. 33 Novels Network

By the way, I also found a way to enter and exit the secret realm. This method is not affected by the opening and closing of the secret realm at all, and can be entered and exited anytime and anywhere."

Fang Ping had a kind and sincere smile on his face when he spoke, but his expression was like a knife to death in the eyes of Huang Zhiyuan and the green-robed monk who was afraid of the spiritual weapon in the hands of the three immortals of Lishan.

Such important and secret information, Fang Ping said it in front of them, which was undoubtedly the same as sentencing them to death.

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