An Ordinary Path to Immortality

"Hey, when did this guy get here?"

"It's interesting. I thought he had already left, but I didn't expect he had already come here."

"You think you are invincible after staying here for a while, and you can continue to move forward?"

"Little guy, you can't go forward. The gravity inside is 720 times. With your strength, you may get hurt as soon as you enter."

However, Fang Ping just smiled slightly and stepped forward resolutely.

"Puff"

Under the sudden doubling of gravity, Fang Ping fell directly to the ground. After struggling for several times, he still couldn't get up.

The people outside the formation shook their heads, and even some kind-hearted people couldn't bear to see him die and wanted to rescue him.

But Fang Ping shook his head stubbornly and refused: "Thank you, senior. I just want to use the gravity here to help break through my cultivation."

After saying that, Fang Ping actually used all four limbs and crawled forward with difficulty.

Everyone shook their heads and watched Fang Ping wriggle with difficulty like a seriously injured insect.

In fact, all Fang Ping's performances in the formation were pretended by himself.

Because the moment he entered the formation, he did not feel any gravity.

The gravity formation that stopped many Jindan ancestors actually had no effect on Fang Ping.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly. After discovering this abnormality, he directly used the gravity of three times and sixty times in the gravity field to press on himself, and at the same time gave up resistance and let gravity suppress him, which made his reaction look like an illusion that he could not withstand the gravity suppression in the formation.

Seeing Fang Ping like this, others were secretly surprised. They did not expect that this guy who was only at the eighth level of foundation building could persist for so long and continue to move forward.

At this time, the young geniuses who had ridiculed Fang Ping before finally put away their pride.

They had also entered the gravity formation, and some of them even persisted longer than Fang Ping.

But they did it under the protection of the elders of the sect.

If they only relied on their own strength, they could not reach Fang Ping's level at all.

"Something is wrong!" Someone finally began to doubt: "He is only at the eighth level of foundation building. Even if he has a treasure to protect his body, even if his body is strong and his will is firm, he can't last so long under the pressure of more than 700 times the gravity."

"What do you mean?"

"Which of our disciples is not a dragon among men? No matter the cultivation method, the strength of cultivation, or the perseverance, they still can't last so long after entering it."

"Could it be that this kid has a treasure to offset part of the gravity?"

"It should be so, otherwise this matter cannot be explained!"

Soon, such thoughts began to appear in the minds of all cultivators.

Fang Ping in the formation also felt that the time was almost up. With a thought, his breath gradually weakened. The method of concealing the breath obtained from Zhao Wuji's residual soul through soul-searching technique, "Turtle Silence Technique", slowly operated.

His breath also began to gradually become weaker.

"Dead?" Fang Ping's gradually declining breath was discovered by someone with a keen eye, and they looked at each other in surprise.

Fang Ping, who had given them a big surprise before, couldn't hold on.

"No, he's not dead yet, he still has a little breath!"

"Boy, don't go on, if you hold on any longer, you will die!"

"I thought he was a great man, but it turns out he's just like that!"

Fang Ping ignored them, his face was grim, his bloodstained teeth were clenched together, his eyes were red, but he still crawled forward stubbornly.

"I want to continue, I won't turn back unless I break through!"

"This is my path, since I've chosen it, I should go forward without hesitation, and there's no reason to retreat."

"Please don't pay attention to me, seniors. I will return after I break through successfully. If I can't break through, let my body stay here as a warning to those who come after me!"

Fang Ping spoke with difficulty, and he spoke with great righteousness, as if if you stop me and pull me back, you are cutting off my path of cultivation.

The Jindan ancestors smiled bitterly and shook their heads, and were all shocked by Fang Ping's determination to not fear death.

So many people stopped practicing and stood outside the formation, looking at Fang Ping's small, helpless, tragic and resolute back.

"Closer, closer and closer!"

Under the effect of the Turtle Silence Technique, Fang Ping's heartbeat became slower and slower, but his heart was extremely excited.

Less than fifty steps away was the second level of the formation, where the gravity reached more than 1,400 times.

If a Jindan cultivator could still exert some strength under 720 times gravity.

Under the effect of more than 1,000 times gravity, the strength they could exert was extremely limited.

In Fang Ping's plan, as long as he could still be unaffected by gravity after entering the second level of the formation, he would be ready to show his cards and not pretend.

Forty steps, thirty steps, twenty steps... five steps...

At this point, the Turtle Silence Technique was fully activated, and all the aura on Fang Ping disappeared directly.

Now Fang Ping looked like a dead man, lying motionless less than five steps away from the second level of the formation, and there was no aura fluctuation on his body.

"He must be really dead this time!" Miaomiao said.

"What a pity, he should have been a good candidate."

"Does anyone know where this guy is from?"

"He looks unfamiliar, he should be from some small force, or a casual cultivator."

Everyone couldn't help but sigh. With so many people watching, no one touched the corpse for a while.

This guy who suddenly appeared and suddenly fell could not make them pay attention for too long. After all, he was just a guy at the eighth level of foundation building. If he died, he died. No one cared at all.

They resumed their normal cultivation again, and no one was even willing to look at him twice.

Because it was a turtle state, Fang Ping didn't dare to look or use his spiritual sense to observe the cultivators' cultivation state. He could only calculate the time silently in his heart.

Gradually, the cultivators who resumed their cultivation state after Fang Ping's death had almost completed the first round of cultivation. Whether it was foundation building or golden elixir, they had persisted in the formation for a long time. It was time to withdraw from the formation to recover.

Fang Ping, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, suddenly jumped up, and various means of increasing speed appeared at the same time, and he plunged into the second formation.

After entering the second formation range of more than 1,400 times the gravity, he did not stop at all. As if he was completely unaffected by gravity, his body left a trail of afterimages and continued to rush towards the third formation range.

The monks who were practicing soon discovered Fang Ping's abnormality, and then they were stunned, staring at Fang Ping running wildly in the formation of more than a thousand times gravity as if walking on flat ground, and for a moment they even forgot to react.

"Isn't he dead?" Someone asked stupidly.

A thousand waves were stirred up at once, and everyone came back to their senses in an instant, pointing at Fang Ping's back and started to curse.

"Cunning little thief, how dare you deceive us!"

"Damn it, it turns out that everything we saw from the beginning was his disguise."

"It's a big deal. If he can ignore gravity, then won't the dragon ball be snatched away by him?"

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