The Path to Immortality

Xianzhoufang City, hundreds of miles away from the eastern mountains.

Flying slowly, "Fang Ping" accidentally looked back and seemed to be alerted. He noticed a cultivator following him more than ten miles behind.

He suddenly accelerated his escape light and flew eastward at full speed.

However, the old man who was following him saw that he was exposed, and decisively accelerated his speed to catch up.

With his perfect foundation, he practiced a very advanced escape method. In just a few minutes, the distance between the two was less than a hundred feet.

As if realizing that he could not escape, "Fang Ping" suddenly turned around, stopped his escape light, looked at the old man with a solemn expression, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Who are you? Why are you following me?"

Seeing that "Fang Ping" did not run away, the old man did not take action immediately, but stopped as well.

He smiled and said: "My name is Wu Ling, a cultivator of the Dali royal family. What is the name of this fellow Taoist?"

It really has something to do with the third princess!

Fang Ping was a little surprised, but he immediately realized that although the Third Princess was also a member of the Dali royal family, the two could not be confused.

"Fang Ping" said lightly: "I am Xu Fei, I wonder if you have any advice?"

Xu Fei?

The old man chuckled and said: "I have never heard of this name, but I have heard of a master of alchemy named Liu Wuchen."

Hearing the name Liu Wuchen, "Fang Ping"'s tone seemed to fluctuate for a moment, and said: "Who is Liu Wuchen? I don't know this person."

"Xu Fei or Liu Wuchen, it's just a name anyway, it doesn't matter what you call it." Shi Wuling said in an unyielding tone: "I came here to invite you to visit a place of spiritual energy and spiritual cultivation."

Visit?

"Fang Ping" said in a cold tone: "What if I don't want to?"

Shi Wuling waved his hand and offered a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Under the infusion of mana, the scarlet gourd-shaped spiritual weapon exudes an astonishing power, enough to make any foundation-building cultivator tremble with fear.

Using this spiritual weapon to intimidate, Shi Wuling sneered and said, "I sincerely invite you, and you refuse to go, which means you don't give me face. In this case, don't blame me for using force."

"Fang Ping" seemed a little afraid, and after a few breaths of silence, he asked, "Who is behind you? You must know who is inviting you, so that you can decide whether to go with you."

Shi Wuling was cautious, and did not completely reveal his identity because he was confident.

He only said, "Who is the person behind me? You will know it when you go with me."

After the voice fell, Shi Wuling urged the gourd-shaped spiritual weapon, and more than ten flames spewed out from it.

Each flame quickly transformed into a fire dragon, containing the power comparable to the full force of an ordinary late-stage foundation-building cultivator!

Seeing that the other party had already made a move, "Fang Ping" was not polite, showing the aura of late foundation building and fighting with Shi Wuling.

Perhaps because he wanted to capture Fang Ping alive, these flames were obviously reserved, not coming to kill him, but more to block his way and prevent him from escaping.

Because of this, although Shi Wuling's strength is far above "Fang Ping", it will take some time to capture him alive.

"Why is your strength so weak?"

After a short fight, Shi Wuling was obviously a little surprised. After all, the latest information he received was that "Fang Ping" once tried to form a pill and almost triggered a small heavenly tribulation.

Even if the other party failed to attack the pill and suffered some backlash, he did not really experience the heavenly tribulation after all. Even if his strength was damaged, it should be limited.

How could he be suppressed by his own top-grade spiritual weapon without any ability to fight back!

"Is it because of the alchemist's lack of combat skills and experience? He has strength, but can only exert 70% to 80% at most?"

Shi Wuling was in doubt, he always felt that something was wrong.

Fortunately, as the current uncle of the emperor and a core member of the Dali royal family, he had the ultimate skills given by the three ancestors.

At the critical moment, he could burst out a real golden elixir attack.

It was with such skills that he had the confidence to attack Fang Ping after knowing that Fang Ping's cultivation was enough to impact the elixir stage.

Half a cup of tea later.

"Fang Ping" was completely suppressed by Shi Wuling's attack, and could only struggle and could be defeated at any time.

This was when Shi Wuling was afraid of accidentally killing Fang Ping and did not dare to use some killing methods.

"It's not too late to surrender now. If you are stubborn, you may suffer."

Just when Shi Wuling thought he had taken control of the situation and was trying to persuade Fang Ping to surrender again, his eyes swept across Fang Ping's leg that had just been injured, and his expression suddenly changed.

There was no flesh and blood at the wound, but instead there was an obscure metallic luster and broken patterns.

"Puppet!"

Shi Wuling couldn't help but screamed out.

If the cultivator he had followed and defeated was a puppet, then where was the real alchemist "Liu Wuchen"?

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to have a premonition of something and turned around to look back.

Just then, he saw a transparent figure wearing a cold spider robe appearing from the void in the air dozens of feet behind him.

Immediately, the other party drove the escape light and rushed towards him quickly.

Almost at the same time, a dazzling green aura burst out from the long boots on the other party's feet.

With the blessing of the green spiritual light, the opponent's body suddenly grew, as if he could teleport, and his speed was so fast that it exceeded the limit that a foundation-building cultivator could reach.

"Not good!"

Shi Wuling was shocked, but the speed of the person coming was too fast.

He only had time to activate the shield of the protective spiritual weapon before he saw the other party appear ten feet away from him.

Immediately, he formed a seal with his palms and gently pushed forward!

Dragon-elephant seal!

The body tempering cultivation comparable to that of a Jindan stage physical body, released and retracted.

At that moment, the shadow of a Jindan stage dragon-elephant monster seemed to appear behind the other party.

With the blessing of the dragon's roar and the elephant's roar, a seal flew lightly over a distance of ten feet, carrying an overwhelming force, and slammed in front of Shi Wuling.

Just one blow!

The battle was over.

What trump card, what protective spiritual weapon, what various spells, before Fang Ping's blow, they were all jokes.

………

A moment later.

On the back of the black-scaled dragon Dahei.

Shi Wuling, who was dying, looked palely at the "alchemist" in front of him who was said to have failed to form a golden elixir, but actually had already reached the level of a golden elixir.

With his storage bag and all his spiritual tools taken away by Fang Ping, he no longer had any ability to resist.

Even if he had, after experiencing the simple and unpretentious seal method before, he had no idea of ​​resisting at all.

The only thing he had was endless annoyance and regret!

"Tell me, who sent you?"

Fang Ping stepped on Dahei, looking down at the cultivator who was so confident a moment ago.

"Who exactly are you, senior?"

Shi Wuling did not answer Fang Ping's words immediately, but asked a question with trembling first.

He was already a golden elixir, why did he still search for the main materials for forming a golden elixir?

I have never heard that this person has any descendants or disciples!

If not for this, he would not have made a misjudgment and been deceived so badly!