From Godhood to the Heavens

Master Qingwei couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head, looking at Fang Ping and saying, "Fellow Daoist, please don't be offended, my junior brother has always been like this!"

Fang Ping quickly replied, "Elder Cang Gu, you are kind-hearted and quick-tempered, I have long heard of that. How could I be surprised by such a pure heart?"

Fang Ping clearly saw that Elder Cang Gu couldn't help but puff out his chest, and he couldn't stop smiling.

The other three elders exchanged glances, smiled, and remained silent.

"Haha, it's good that you don't blame me. But what Cang Gu said is right. Please come inside with us, have a cup of tea, and we can chat slowly!"

Inside the main hall, the group sat facing each other. After another round of polite exchanges, the atmosphere became even more lively. Seeing that the old foxes were just chatting and seemed very enthusiastic, but didn't ask why he had come, Fang Ping felt a little helpless and had no choice but to take the initiative.

"Elders, please forgive me. I have come here with a request!"

The group exchanged glances and fell silent for a moment. Only Elder Qingwei stroked his beard and then smiled as he spoke, "What is it, fellow Daoist? Please speak frankly. If we can help, we will certainly lend a hand. If not, we hope you will not be offended!"

Fang Ping quickly said, "We can certainly help, but it depends on whether the elders are willing to make things easy for us!"

Qingwei smiled and shook his head. He had originally wanted to use a subtle approach, in case Fang Ping's request was too outrageous, to pave the way for his subsequent refusal. However, Fang Ping didn't take the bait at all, so he could only shake his head helplessly and then speak.

"Fellow Daoist, please speak frankly. If all else fails, we can try to think of a solution for you!"

Seeing that Daoist Qingwei had taken another step back, Fang Ping quickly said, "Since I began my cultivation, although I have occasionally acquired some powerful abilities, the method of cultivation came from a demon cultivator. I have now reached the limit of my cultivation and there is no possibility of further progress. Therefore, I wish to seek the cultivation method from Mount Shu!"

The expressions of the group changed simultaneously, and even Elder Cang Gu frowned. Fang Ping's heart skipped a beat, realizing that things might not be easy.

With a thought, a beam of light instantly appeared in front of them, and lines of text appeared before them.

The group glanced at it instinctively, then quickly turned away and closed or covered their eyes. However, it was too late. For the five elders, with their cultivation levels, mere photographic memory was no different from instinct.

Not only did he not escape this cultivation technique, but it was as if it were imprinted in his mind. He even instinctively analyzed its advantages and disadvantages. After a while, Elder Qingwei sighed and then slowly spoke.

"Fellow Daoist, you have truly caused us great suffering..."

Fang Ping chuckled inwardly but did not show it. Instead, he said, "Elders, please forgive me. How about you give me some pointers?"

Master Qingwei frowned, pondering silently, while Elder Canggu couldn't help but speak up: "Although this method is incomplete, it is extremely exquisite. It is likely that even in a barren land, one can cultivate a remarkable magical power."

Elder Cang Gu spoke up, and Daoist Qing Wei knew he couldn't avoid it, so he could only say, "Fellow Daoist said you obtained it from a demon cultivator, but I observe that this technique contains a trace of Buddhist truth, and is extremely peaceful. It is not a heretical path that absorbs evil and resentful energy. I think it is precisely because of this that you were able to cultivate such great magical power without becoming a half-demon or suffering from qi deviation!"

Fang Ping couldn't help but nod. This half of the cultivation technique could absorb the essence of the sun and moon, and could also be extracted from food. It was just as expected that even in a barren place, cultivation was still possible. King Huangmei was the attendant of Maitreya Buddha, so that wisp of Buddhist intent was not surprising.

However, seeing that the others were only analyzing the merits and demerits of the techniques but not saying anything further, Fang Ping had no choice but to speak up and ask, "Do any of you have a method?"

The group exchanged glances, and after a while, Master Qingwei spoke up: "These cultivation methods, whether created or improved, are either the result of a brilliant and extraordinary talent, or they have been created and improved over decades or even centuries."

We are but fools, how could we possibly possess such great power and fortune to be able to alter cultivation techniques at a glance?

Unless it takes decades or centuries to carefully consider…

He didn't say anything more. Fang Ping couldn't wait decades or even centuries. Not only that, why should he be so shameless as to expect others to spend decades or even centuries to help him transform?

Moreover, this is completely off-topic. Fang Ping took out the cultivation technique to obtain the Shu Mountain inheritance method from the group, not to have them try to modify it.

Of course, Fang Ping understood what they were thinking. They were unwilling to reveal the secrets of their inheritance to others. This was true in any world and in any Eastern tradition. Fang Ping even had the urge to become invisible, find the library, and steal it.

But I'm also afraid there might be traps hidden somewhere, with subtle hints planted that I won't notice until it's too late.

Moreover, the probability is definitely over 80%. Even a martial arts cultivation manual can be used in countless ways. If one doesn't have a master to guide them, some of the technical terms can be incredibly misleading.

Thinking of this, Fang Ping suddenly remembered the monkey's skill of evading the world; he was determined to get his hands on such a supernatural ability.

However, the key issue at this moment still lies in the inheritance of Shu Mountain. Seeing that the group was being extremely discreet and unwilling to reveal the method of Shu Mountain's inheritance, they realized that the key issue was the inheritance of Shu Mountain.

Fang Ping knew he was about to take a crooked path, so he sighed and a look of sorrow appeared on his face. He said with a sigh, "I want the elders to know that it is not that I am seeking the cultivation methods of Mount Shu, but that I had a dream not long ago. The scene in the dream was extremely clear, just like the events of the future. After waking up, I was filled with anxiety and almost had a mental breakdown."

The group exchanged glances and fell silent. Helpless, Elder Qingwei could only speak up, saying, "I wonder what kind of dream could cause even someone as remarkable as you to feel worried!"

Seeing this, Fang Ping couldn't help but feel secretly delighted. He thought to himself, "Let's see if I can scare these old men to death." So he said with a sorrowful expression.

"In my dream there was a demon with boundless magical power, capable of devouring the evil thoughts of all living beings to grow, immortal and indestructible, with no weaknesses whatsoever."

In my dream, the six realms were in ruins, the Demon Lord Chonglou had his heart ripped out, his horns broken, and his wings clipped, the Demon-Locking Tower of Mount Shu collapsed, and the Heavenly Demon Emperor and a host of other demons submitted to that man's feet. The Fire Ghost King of the Underworld and a host of other ghosts were even more willing to serve him.

The Heavenly Realm was sealed off, and even the Heavenly Emperor dared not contend with it. Demons roamed freely in the mortal realm, and the Demon Well and the Gates of Hell were wide open. The mortal realm had become a playground, and not a single one in a hundred of the living beings remained…