Chapter 147: Foundation Building Ghost General
"Oh? I wonder how to protect it?"

Ye Qingyang asked with interest.

Fang Chen didn't say anything, but looked at him directly.

This man had white hair and a youthful face, his eyes were bright, and there was no sign of serious injury at all.

Sure enough, Zheng Pingkang's voice soon rang in his mind: "City Lord, this man is not injured at all, but he is old and weak, and can't exert much strength."

Fang Chen's expression remained unchanged, which was within his expectations. He then smiled and said, "I have a way to extend your life. It depends on whether you can pay the corresponding price."

Having said that, without waiting for the other party to answer, he walked a few steps to the edge of the cliff in front of the cave and overlooked the magnificent scenery of Tianfeng Gate from above.

Surrounded by mountains, pavilions and towers are scattered around in an orderly manner, with flying eaves and pointed corners complementing each other. The sunlight shines through the clouds, casting a layer of golden glow on the glazed tiles.

Such a beautiful scenery is naturally fascinating, but Fang Chen shook his head and sighed: "What a great Tianfeng Sect, but it's a pity that it will soon cease to exist."

"Fellow Daoist, aren't you afraid that I will take you down directly? A ghost cultivator equivalent to the foundation-building stage cannot stop me, Ye Qingyang."

When he heard the word "extend life", a hint of viciousness flashed in Ye Qingyang's eyes.

Zheng Pingkang also noticed this immediately, releasing his aura and locking onto Ye Qingyang.

"If you are confident, you can give it a try."

Fang Chen turned around, with his back to the cliff, still with a smile on his face.

Since he had already guessed that the news that Ye Qingyang was seriously injured was fake, how could he dare to come here without making any preparations?
I didn't set out immediately after receiving the news yesterday because I was preparing a secret weapon.

It was enough to make Ye Qingyang, who had just completed his foundation, fail.

It's just that he is a reasonable man and will never resort to violence if he can talk things over.

"Fellow Taoist are you threatening me?"

Ye Qingyang narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Chen.

Fang Chen also looked at him calmly.

After a long time, Ye Qingyang was defeated, he sighed and said, "How long can you extend my life for me?"

If he wanted to kill Fang Chen and the other two, he did have confidence in himself.

But doing so is a thankless task.

The means to prolong life do not necessarily have to be some treasure. Even if it is a rare treasure that can prolong life if eaten, the other party will not be stupid enough to carry it on him.

What's more, Fang Chen and Lin Qingshan are easier to deal with. Although Zheng Pingkang is not as good as him, he can definitely seriously injure him.

It would be a lot of fun if the false information he released turned out to be true.

As for controlling the three people and threatening them to reveal the method of prolonging life, that is even more difficult.

Given his current situation, it is basically impossible to capture a cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment alive.

What’s more, he is a ghost cultivator known for his cunning and treacherous nature.

If you can't use force, then you can only give in and see what the other party has to offer.

"Two hundred years."

Just as Ye Qingyang was lamenting his own old age, Fang Chen happily said a number.

"Are you trying to make fun of me?"

Hearing what Fang Chen said, Ye Qingyang's face immediately turned gloomy, and his tone was filled with impatience.

"I know what you are thinking, senior. A cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage can only extend his lifespan by one sixty years at most. However, that is just a conventional method. As long as senior can afford the price, I have my own way to break this rule."

Fang Chen also knew why the other party behaved like this.

For most monks, the purpose of practicing is to live a longer life.

Then most of these people will compete for resources for cultivation, resulting in a lifespan shorter than that of ordinary people.

Naturally, how to prolong lifespan has always been the subject of research for monks.

Over time, the monks also summed up the rules.

The normal lifespan of a Qi-refining cultivator is generally two sixty years, and can be extended to two and a half sixty years at most.

The normal lifespan of a foundation-building cultivator is four sixty years, and at most it can be extended to five sixty years.

And so on.

Five sixty years is the life span limit of the foundation-building period.

Moreover, this is only a theoretical limit. There has never been any record of a cultivator being able to reach this limit in reality.

Fang Chen said he could extend his life by two hundred years, which directly broke the limit. Ye Qingyang naturally refused to believe it.

"He's young, but he has a big mouth." Ye Qingyang had already determined that Fang Chen was a liar. If he was still in his prime, he would have taken action against him long ago.

There's no point in engaging in an argument here.

"Are you boasting? Senior, you can give it a try. You won't lose anything anyway."

Fang Chen remained calm. His method of prolonging life was absolutely reliable, so he was confident and not afraid of doubt.

"Then tell me what the price is first?"

Seeing Fang Chen so calm, Ye Qingyang was a little shaken and chose to ask further questions.

"I want you to swear with your heart that after I extend your life, you will be loyal to me for a hundred years. How about that?"

Fang Chen calmly stated his conditions.

Lin Qingshan, who was standing by, rolled his eyes at him after hearing this.

Isn't this just a copy of the content of the oath that I made in my original vow?

A large paragraph following this is also omitted.

"It's that simple?"

After hearing the conditions proposed by Fang Chen, Ye Qingyang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Compared to the benefit of extending one's life by two hundred years, being loyal to the person in front of one for a hundred years is really a trivial request.

Therefore, after being shocked, he also became alert: "You are not planning to make me do something against my will after I pledge allegiance to you, are you?"

This reply made Fang Chen look at Lin Qingshan.

The look seemed to say: It seems you have to add the second half of your oath.

Then he said to Ye Qingyang: "Senior, you are worrying too much. If you don't believe it, you can add that you will not do anything against your conscience."

Ye Qingyang was about to say something, but Fang Chen had already guessed what he was thinking and added, "Ah, and I won't let you do anything that will cost you your life. After all, I didn't extend your life just to let you die somewhere else."

"I am increasingly suspicious that you have other intentions."

Ye Qingyang was still a little worried. After all, the conditions Fang Chen originally offered were already quite generous, and he could even add more weight to it.

"Don't worry, senior. You and Tianfeng Sect are not important to me."

Seeing what Ye Qingyang was thinking, Fang Chen spoke directly.

"Then what is your intention in trying so hard to extend my life?"

Of course Ye Qingyang didn't believe it. This kind of talk could only fool a three-year-old child.

"Intention? If anything, it should be the people of Feng Country. I need you to transfer control of Feng Country to me."

After thinking about it, Fang Chen made a request.

It can somewhat dispel Ye Qingyang's doubts.

"I see. I agree."

Ye Qingyang glanced at Zheng Pingkang and suddenly realized.

This is a ghost cultivator. In the eyes of the immortal cultivators, although he cannot be considered a demon cultivator, he is the same as them.

In this case, it is normal to need to devour mortals to practice.

Ye Qingyang disdains to sacrifice the blood of mortals to improve his own cultivation.

The main reason is that he doesn't have the method of blood sacrifice.

If the lives of the people of Feng Kingdom and himself were really placed on both ends of the scale, then his own life would definitely be more important.

Therefore, he did not hesitate at all and directly agreed to exchange Fengguo for the continuation of his life.

"Let me make it clear in advance that my method of prolonging life is to help you embark on the path of ghost cultivation. If you can accept this, please swear an oath on your Dao Heart."

Although he felt that Ye Qingyang seemed to have misunderstood something, Fang Chen didn't care.

Since the other party had agreed, he also told him his method of prolonging life.

"Ghost cultivator? I swear on my heart that if the person in front of me allows me to live two hundred years longer, I will be loyal to him for a hundred years, but I will not do anything that goes against my conscience or costs me my life."

After Ye Qingyang finished speaking, Fang Chen looked up at the sky, but unfortunately there was no movement.

It seems that the thunder when Lin Qingshan swore was just a coincidence.

Next, we need to help Ye Qingyang transform from a foundation-building cultivator to a foundation-building ghost general.

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