Become invincible from practicing poison skills

Chapter 67 Seeking Immortality! Seeking Gods! Becoming a Demon! Transforming into a Monster! (Please continue reading!)
"Senior, please tell me."

Fang Yi had already put away all the spiritual matter, and, on guard, looked at the old Taoist.

"It's not convenient here, how about we go to the back to talk?"

The old Taoist priest laughed.

"Go to the back?"

Fang Yi frowned, his wariness deepening.

"Don't worry, a little bit of spiritual matter is nothing to this old Taoist."

The old Taoist smiled slightly and said, "Since I have given it to you, I will naturally not try to take it back. You don't need to poison me secretly. Although your poisons are good, they are not enough to harm me!"

With a flick of his sleeve, a faint red mist emanated from his body and quickly dissipated.

These were all deadly poisons that Fang Yi had silently released.

Fang Yi was startled.

Such profound skill!

His own deadly poison had absolutely no effect on him!

What level of cultivation does this person possess?
"With your skill, would I need to resort to scheming to deal with you?"

The old Taoist priest smiled.

"Ok."

Fang Yi nodded.

The old Taoist priest glanced at the young man and smiled, "Once the arena is dismantled, we can leave in a bit!"

The boy nodded, composed himself, and leaped up, tearing the couplets on both sides to shreds. Then, with a slap, the entire arena collapsed with a deafening roar.

Fang Yi followed the old Taoist priest, heading towards the uninhabited area ahead.

The old Taoist sighed softly and said, "I never imagined that the path of evil martial arts has developed to such an extent that even this remote place has a successor like you. Can you tell me who taught you this evil martial art?"

"Evil martial arts?"

Fang Yi frowned, somewhat confused, and asked, "What evil martial arts?"

"What? Still trying to dodge the question?"

The old Taoist priest smiled slightly and said, "Isn't your poison technique just evil martial arts?"

"I developed this poison technique on my own, and I have no knowledge of the evil martial arts you mentioned."

Fang Yi responded, and began to speculate about the old Taoist's identity.

"You don't know what evil martial arts are?"

The old Taoist priest's eyes widened in surprise as he sized up Fang Yi.

"Indeed, could it be some kind of cult's techniques?"

Fang Yi then asked, "I've had contact with the Vampire Cult before. I wonder if they qualify as an evil martial arts sect?"

"Something interesting."

The old Taoist priest exclaimed in surprise, "From the moment you made your move, I could tell that your martial arts skills were quite high. Your martial arts wisdom and knowledge far surpassed those of ordinary people, and you possessed the demeanor of a grandmaster. I never imagined that you could actually develop the Evil Martial Arts System on your own."

Even the boy who followed behind looked at Fang Yi strangely and said, "Old man, he doesn't seem to be lying. His mental world is very calm and undisturbed."

Fang Yi's expression changed slightly, and he immediately looked at the boy.

Can this guy sense his own mental world?

"Don't be nervous. I can only roughly sense your mental fluctuations. The mental fluctuations of a liar are different from those of a normal person, and it's easy for me to sense them."

The young man said in a calm tone, "My path is different from yours. Martial arts are just a reference for me. I can learn from others' experiences to improve myself. I practice martial arts to more easily stimulate my spirituality."

"What do you mean?"

Fang Yi became suspicious.

"Simply put, the world is not as simple as it seems on the surface."

The young man said calmly, "Originally, you were not qualified to know all this, but since you defeated me, it wouldn't hurt for me to tell you. The pure path of martial arts in this world has long been dead. After the four realms of Qi and Blood, Bone Transformation, Tendon Transformation, and Rebirth, there is no way to go in martial arts. Countless geniuses have stopped here, and eventually their lifespan has run out, and they die in depression."

However, there are four other paths besides martial arts, all hidden deep within the mist.

It is called seeking immortality, seeking gods, becoming a demon, or transforming into a monster!
These four paths are all profound and incredibly powerful, reaching further and stronger than martial arts. The path I'm taking is the "Path of Seeking Immortality," which requires tempering oneself in the mortal world, experiencing the full spectrum of human nature, and venturing not only into martial arts but also into the paths of gods, demons, and even monsters.

Fang Yi's heart tightened, and his mind raced instantly.

Seeking immortality! Seeking divine intervention! Becoming a demon! Transforming into a monster!
Could there be such a secret hidden deep within the fog?
"Then what is this evil martial art that you mentioned, senior?"

Fang Yi asked.

"Some people are unwilling to accept the dead end of martial arts, so they seek alternative paths and research unorthodox methods, such as blood-sucking, corpse training, poison use, raising Gu poisons, and extreme physical body techniques."

The mysterious old Taoist said in a calm tone, "Although this kind of path can indeed go further, each one has huge drawbacks. Either the mind is disordered or the power is impure."

"Ok."

Fang Yi felt a surge of emotions, as if a new world had suddenly opened up for him.

"Then what does it mean to seek immortality, seek gods, become a demon, or transform into a monster?"

He followed up with his question.

"You don't need to know that."

The mysterious old Taoist gently shook his head and said, "None of the four paths are suitable for you. Your aptitude is not compatible. If you were suited to any of the paths, someone would have come to guide you long ago. Those who have not been guided so far are all people whose aptitude is not compatible. Even if they understood, it would only add to their troubles."

"Incompatible physical constitution?"

Fang Yi's voice was deep.

"Yes."

The old Taoist priest spoke softly, saying, "The four paths all place great emphasis on one's innate talent, making them one in ten thousand. If you are suitable, someone will come to guide you, and no matter how remote your residence is, you will be discovered. If not, then you are not suitable."

The young man on the side smiled slightly and said, "Back then, I was born in a remote village, hundreds of miles away from the city. It was a godforsaken place, but my master still found me. The fact that no one has come looking for you yet means that you are only suited for the path of martial arts. Asking about other paths is pointless."

Fang Yi fell silent instantly.

He had just glimpsed a corner of a completely new world.

Is it about to be closed again?
"Then what does it mean for one's physical constitution to be compatible?"

"It's hard to say; every path has its own way of being judged."

The old Taoist shook his head and said, "It seems I really shouldn't have told you these things, as they might have shaken your resolve in martial arts. You have quite a talent for martial arts, and perhaps you can truly forge a unique path of unorthodox martial arts. You don't need to be obsessed with other paths now; focusing on the present is the most important thing."

"good."

The young man nodded slightly and said, "We're about to leave. Instead of aiming too high, we should solidify our foundation. Let me give you some more information: this area is about to descend into chaos. In a nearby forbidden land shrouded in mist, a terrifying being is about to go berserk, which will cause a great disaster. Although some major sects in the mist will come out to stop it, it may still affect Qingyang City. Finding a way out as soon as possible is the best course of action."

Is the creature from the mist about to emerge?

Fang Yi couldn't help but ask.

"Yes."

The young man nodded and said, "What came out this time is far beyond your imagination. It will give even those self-righteous sects a real headache. The sects I'm referring to are those four paths."

Fang Yi fell silent, then suddenly recalled a scene he had witnessed several months ago.

High in the sky, cranes spread their wings, their voices resounding.

Behind them sat mysterious, ethereal men and women.

Could those be the people with the four paths?
For a moment, he felt like he had become just a background character.

But just because he has a panel doesn't mean he's weaker than others!

"Goodbye, we're leaving. Oh, by the way, my name is Jiang Wushang!"

The boy grinned, revealing his white teeth, and waved to Fang Yi, "You're the first person to defeat me. I'll remember you, and I look forward to seeing you again."

The mysterious old Taoist priest shook his head slightly and said no more.

Fang Yi's expression froze slightly as he watched the two figures gradually blur and disappear like phantoms.
Evaporate on the spot?

He gasped sharply!

Is this the path to immortality?
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