An Ordinary Path to Immortality

Fang Ping burst out with all his strength again, and with all kinds of means, he quickly used the blood knife to suck the golden elixir cultivator, who had little combat power, dry.

Even the opponent's golden elixir and soul were directly destroyed by Fang Ping.

For a moment, Fang Ping also thought about using the blood knife or the swallowing of the true magic strategy to devour the opponent's golden elixir and soul to strengthen himself.

However, he quickly suppressed this thought in his mind.

As a normal cultivator, he can accept that he uses evil means to kill people, but he cannot accept that he devours others to strengthen himself.

Because once such a thing is done, after tasting the sweetness and eating the marrow, it will definitely affect the state of mind, and then make similar actions one after another.

In this way, not only will his state of mind be unstable, but he will be invaded by evil demons and become a murderer like Liao Zheng.

Moreover, the cultivation gained by devouring is ultimately impure. It may allow him to make rapid progress in cultivation in a short period of time, but over time, there will definitely be hidden dangers.

Fang Ping believed that he was also aiming to ascend to heaven and become an immortal, so he would not do such a thing that would ruin his future.

After collecting the spoils, Fang Ping came to Wang Laiyuan slowly.

Fang Ping's soul attack had injured Wang Laiyuan badly. If Fang Ping had not been afraid that Wang Laiyuan might have the soul mark left by the Wang family's strong men, Fang Ping would have killed him on the spot.

Wang Laiyuan sat on the ground, his mind was in a mess. Even if the Jindan cultivator tried to treat him just now, he still had no power to resist.

"Don't kill me, I'm a direct descendant of the Wang family!"

Wang Laiyuan was scared.

Fang Ping squatted beside him and took off Wang Laiyuan's storage bag. With a sweep of his consciousness, he broke the restriction on it.

He found that there was nothing good in the storage bag. He then noticed that Wang Laiyuan was wearing a ring on his hand.

So he opened Wang Laiyuan's storage ring again. Seeing the things in the storage ring, Fang Ping nodded with satisfaction, thinking that he was indeed a guy from a big family, and his wealth was indeed rich.

The spiritual stones of various grades in it alone were worth 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones.

Adding some valuable minerals and spiritual medicines, natural treasures, and martial arts books, Fang Ping nodded again and again.

After some screening, Fang Ping did not take all these things away, such as some classics and spiritual tools and magic weapons that clearly bore the Wang family's mark, Fang Ping did not take any of them.

Instead, Fang Ping took those spiritual stones and natural treasures without hesitation.

"I can give you all the things, please spare my life, I swear, I will never make things difficult for you again in the future.

No, as long as you don't kill me, I will return to the family immediately and never step out of the Wang family within ten years."

Fang Ping was too lazy to pay attention to Wang Laiyuan's guarantee.

How could Fang Ping believe the lies of such a vindictive person?

He first changed his appearance and breath, disguised himself as a skinny old man in the foundation building period, and flew through the mountains with Wang Laiyuan in his arms.

Soon he found a poisonous python.

Fang Ping smiled slightly, released his pressure to control the poisonous python to inject poison into Wang Laiyuan's body, and then watched it swallow Wang Laiyuan with his own eyes.

And told the poisonous python not to kill Wang Laiyuan within half an hour, and let it do it after half an hour.

Then he left a mark that could only last for half an hour, and he fled.

Half an hour later, Fang Ping, who had already hidden far away, felt a strong breath fluctuation in the direction of the poisonous python's nest in the distance.

He estimated that this should be the mark left by the Wang family strongman on Wang Laiyuan, which was triggered when Wang Laiyuan was killed by the poisonous python.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The poison of the poisonous python had already entered Wang Laiyuan's body, and Wang Laiyuan was trapped in the poisonous python for half an hour. Even if Fang Ping let the poisonous python leave him a breath and let him live for half an hour.

Even if the mark of the Wang family's strong man was triggered in the end, Wang Laiyuan could not escape the disaster.

As for Fang Ping, he had already hidden far away. No matter how strong the opponent's mark was, he could only kill the poisonous python to vent his anger.

After dealing with Wang Laiyuan, Fang Ping also understood a matter of concern. He felt relieved and clear-minded. He rode the wind and went to the coordinates of the birth of the Dragon Blood Tai Sui given to him by Pavilion Master Xia.

After crossing the border of Zhongzhou and entering the Qingzhou area, Fang Ping quickly and smoothly came to the area shown on the left.

This is a barren mountain, a real barren mountain. For cultivators, this mountain with almost no spiritual fluctuations is a barren mountain.

When Fang Ping came here, he swept his spiritual sense and found that there were many traces of cultivators in this area.

Most of these cultivators were in the foundation building stage, and a few were in the Qi refining stage.

As for the Jindan realm cultivators, Fang Ping did not find any.

He felt that there should be Jindan realm masters here, but he did not know whether they were hiding their cultivation or were not in this area for the time being.

At this time, someone discovered Fang Ping who had just arrived, so he came over to greet him warmly: "Fellow Daoist, are you also here to look for the Dragon Blood Tai Sui?"

The two cultivators who greeted him were a man and a woman. The one who spoke was the middle-aged male cultivator, who looked about 30 years old. However, because the cultivators were nourished by spiritual energy for a long time, the physical and skin conditions could not be judged by ordinary people.

"Hello, fellow Daoists. I am Chen Huaijing. What are your names?"

Fang Ping saluted the two. He was now disguised as a cultivator of the eighth level of foundation building, who was also about 30 years old. He was suitable to address the other fellow Daoist.

"My name is Lu Qing, and this is my sister, Lu Shuang."

The two saluted Fang Ping with fists. Lu Qing continued to ask Fang Ping: "I saw that fellow Daoist Chen was exhausted and seemed to have just arrived here."

"Yes, I was just traveling outside to find a breakthrough opportunity. I happened to hear that there seemed to be a dragon blood Tai Sui born here, so I came here to take a look. I didn't expect that there were so many people here."

"Yes, the dragon blood Tai Sui is rare in the world. I'm afraid that there will be more cultivators who come here after hearing the news." Lu Qing said.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know anything about the dragon blood Tai Sui? For example, its habits, preferences, and growth environment?" Lu Shuang opened her beautiful and lively eyes and asked without hesitation.

Her appearance is not bad. Even among the cultivators who are full of beauties, she is a rare beauty.

It was just the first time she and Fang Ping met, and asking such a question seemed a bit inappropriate.

But she looked at Fang Ping expectantly, and she didn't seem to notice his rashness. Instead, her expression was full of expectation.

Fang Ping felt that this girl should be simple-minded and not rude.

But he would not easily believe his own judgment, after all, all the immortal cultivators were good at acting.

"Don't blame me, my sister has been spoiled since she was a child. Please forgive me for the offense." Lu Qing glared at Lu Shuang and apologized to Fang Ping with a wry smile.