An Ordinary Path to Immortality

This situation lasted for about half a month, and Chang Hao finally couldn't stand it anymore. He killed a third-level Qi Refining monster and stayed in a small cave with only weak spiritual energy. x33xs.com

The spiritual energy in his body was almost exhausted. Even the spiritual stones and various spiritual pills and fruits that replenished spiritual energy in the storage bag were all eaten up by him.

Another half a month passed, and Fang Ping, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.

Chang Hao had not made any movements for three days, and his consciousness could not feel any spiritual fluctuations in Chang Hao.

It has been a month since he entered the secret realm again. Fang Ping felt that it was time to send Chang Hao on his way.

He stood up and came to a distance of about a mile from Chang Hao, and released a Qi Refining puppet. The puppet approached Chang Hao quickly with bare hands.

When the puppet approached Chang Hao, Chang Hao, who had almost turned into a mummy, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the puppet and said:

"You are not Chen Huaijing. If I guess correctly, you should be Fang Ping."

Fang Ping was surprised that the other party could guess his identity, but he did not admit it:

"Who is Fang Ping? Why did Elder Chang say that?"

"You still don't admit it until now. No wonder you took the initiative to stay in the secret realm to obtain the inheritance. It turns out that you have mastered the method of entering and exiting the secret realm.

Hateful, hateful!

I, a dignified elder in the middle stage of foundation building, actually fell into your hands."

Fang Ping didn't want to talk nonsense with him. He controlled the puppet to shoot several wind blades, cutting Elder Chang's body into pieces.

Without the support of his body, Elder Chang's head rolled to the ground, but Elder Chang suddenly became energetic at this time.

"Fang Ping, don't kill me, give me a chance."

"I'm not Fang Ping!" Even in the current situation, Fang Ping still didn't want to admit his identity.

He asked Elder Chang: "You asked me to give you a chance, what chance?"

He begged: "I am willing to offer my soul essence, be a slave for life, and work like a cow or a horse, just please don't kill me."

Fang Ping shook his head: "You are already like this, is there still a way to survive?"

"Yes, I know a secret technique. Even if the body is destroyed, I can extract the soul and keep it alive, and then find someone to take over."

Fang Ping was not interested in this. He shook his head gently and said: "You are not worthy of me finding a new host for you."

"By the way, aren't you close to Ye Changluoyun? You must have a grudge against Zhao Wuji. I have followed Zhao Wuji for many years and know a lot of his secrets. As long as you spare my life, I can tell you Zhao Wuji's biggest secret. "

Fang Ping frowned and said, "Zhao Wuji's biggest secret?"

"Yes, Zhao Wuji's biggest secret was said by himself when he was practicing and lost consciousness."

Fang Ping paused slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Sorry, I'm not interested in the secret you said."

Fang Ping's idea is very simple. Regardless of whether what the other party said is true or not, the biggest victim is definitely himself.

What if Chang Hao is just using a delaying tactic and has a killer trick hidden behind his back to deal with him, he might die directly.

Besides, he told himself Zhao Wuji's secret, and he knew Zhao Wuji's biggest secret, which would definitely be affected in the future.

Maybe one day he can't help but want to do something with this secret, and then Zhao Wuji might trace it back to him, and he would be deliberately targeted by the other party.

Although his relationship with Ye Changluoyun was already on the opposite side of Zhao Wuji, he didn't want to be remembered by Zhao Wuji so early.

The puppet swung his fist and directly blew up Chang Hao's head. Feeling the other party's soul dissipating, Fang Ping carefully came to the other party's broken body and picked up the other party's storage bag.

Chang Hao thought he was just going to kill someone casually, so he didn't prepare too many resources, just some things to maintain his daily practice.

So under the Falling Spirit Array, he quickly used up all his resources.

Now there are no practice resources in his storage bag, only some sundries and a few jade slips.

As for his small mountain spirit weapon and big knife magic weapon, as well as the dark green flying boat, they are all there.

"A bit poor."

Fang Ping shook his head, destroyed Chang Hao's identity spirit tablet and some other sundries, and he went straight to the depths of the secret realm.

The cave where the white jade futon was placed had been destroyed, and it was meaningless to continue to build a cave there to prevent the white jade futon.

In order to ensure the safety of the white jade futon, Fang Ping decided to put it deep in the tunnel where he found the stone bell spirit milk.

Because the location there was not only hidden enough, but also there were a large number of puppets going back and forth to replenish their spiritual power.

Fang Ping felt that as long as the secret realm did not collapse completely, this was the safest place.

With the few people that the three forces brought in every time, there was really no way to enter the tunnel.

When they entered it again, the concentration of spiritual energy in the tunnel was obviously much lower than before, but it was enough to support the puppets to restore their spiritual power.

The stone bell spirit milk pool that Fang Ping had taken away was now dry, and no new spirit milk was produced.

Fang Ping was not disappointed either. After all, everyone knew that the production of stone bell spirit milk would take thousands of years.

He dug another three-zhang deep hole in the rocks next to the tunnel, which was enough to accommodate his easy entry and exit, and placed the white jade futon in this deep hole.

During the process of digging the cave, he harvested more than a hundred medium-grade spirit stones and three high-grade spirit stones.

This time he did not stay any longer, and did not even make any arrangements. He directly activated the white jade futon and left.

After three days of preliminary refining the spiritual mountain and other magic tools obtained from Chang Hao, Fang Ping drove Chang Hao's flying boat towards Liang State.

Chang Hao was the elder of Tianxuan Peak, and he also had his own cave.

Fang Ping looked back in the direction of Qiyun Sect, and took out a token of Chang Hao's Tianxuan Peak elder from the storage bag.

If he took advantage of the few days when Chang Hao was just killed to return to the sect, and used Chang Hao's identity spirit tablet to enter his cave, he might be able to harvest some good treasures.

However, he did not take the risk in the end. Who knows whether the soul seal left by Chang Hao in the sect after his death was discovered by the disciples on duty.

As far as Fang Ping knows, the disciples who guard the soul seals of the sect disciples are usually quite dedicated.

Especially since the soul seals of the elders in the foundation building period are not many, once someone dies and the soul seal is broken, they will definitely find it immediately.

Not long after entering the territory of Liang State, Fang Ping on the flying boat suddenly frowned.

Because when he passed by a small mountain village below, he found that the village was empty.

Not to mention people, there was not even a chicken.

Fang Ping, who had lived in the mountain village for more than ten years, naturally saw at a glance that this situation must be unusual.

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