Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 114
Two and a half months later.

Spring Garden Blessed Land, Twelve Caves.

Chen Pingduan was sitting on a stone bench, surrounded by nine array flags.

Light surged on it, and traces of extremely thin yellow mist converged in the same direction.

In the end, a phantom of a mountain was formed like a huge sword inserted upside down.

This Lonely Mountain Sword Peak Formation has been opened for dozens of days.

It costs more than ten low-grade spirit stones every day, regardless of the cost, because for a while, Chen Ping has been practicing the secret technique attached to the Nine Transformations Flame Art.

At this moment, his face was covered with a strange purple-blue flame, like a writhing sand snake, circling and bursting, looking a little hideous.

"fall!"

Chen Ping let out a low snort, and then the flames on his face suddenly faded away, and converged to the index finger of his right palm along the meridians.

A group of colorful flames rubbed on his finger, the temperature was so hot that even with his willpower, he couldn't help crying secretly.

"boom!"

With Chen Ping's seal, the spiritual power stored in the body's various spiritual acupoints spewed out crazily.

Suddenly, a faint coolness came from the meridians.

But at the next moment, the dry purple flame ignited fiercely again, Chen Ping's expression was suffocated, and he immediately felt the unbearable heat again.

Just like that, in the constant alternation of cold and heat, his fingers gradually became numb.

Finally, when the entire index finger showed a wonderful purple color, he poked it down suddenly, and a purple-blue light burst out in the blink of an eye, piercing the stone wall with a "bang", leaving a deep hole A three-foot black hole.

Immediately afterwards, traces of extremely high-temperature flames suddenly rose around the small hole.

"呲呲"

The next moment, within a radius of ten feet, the entire mountain was melted into nothingness.

The rocks on the inner wall of this cave are not ordinary things.

It is the "Tiger Head Stone" deliberately inlaid by the Jin family. This stone is extremely hard, comparable to a top-grade defensive magic weapon.

It is conceivable what kind of scene it would be if this finger hit the cultivator.

"Once the Extinction Flame Finger is opened, it will be a great achievement, just like the previous monstrous flame palm."

Chen Ping showed joy and said with satisfaction.

After he has mastered the dry light purple flame, he can practice the two supernatural powers derived from this fire.

Extinct Flame Finger, Monstrous Flame Palm.

These two supernatural powers are both the secret arts of the Nine Changes Flame Spirit Art, and their rank is naturally the upper rank of the mysterious rank.

And the meridian Zhoutian of Taotian Flame Palm has been successfully shaped more than a month ago.

Today, although Chen Ping's cultivation is still at the ninth level of Qi training, he feels that he is no longer afraid of ordinary early-stage foundation-establishment monks.

"gone."

Chen Ping withdrew the formation flag, and then with a thought, he sent a sound transmission to Xuan Fei.

"Understood, master."

Hearing Chen Ping's order, Xuan Fei immediately broke through the door and flew out.

Compared with a few months ago, its size was significantly larger, and the surface was covered with shiny fluff, and the lower layer of flame spontaneously ignited without wind.

"Come in."

Chen Ping raised the spirit beast bracelet on his wrist.

"Yes!"

Xuanfly agreed with all his mouth, turned into a red streak and shot it in.

Seeing Xuan Fei's obedience, Chen Ping couldn't help but smile softly.

Since the last time he suddenly summoned Xuanfly through sound transmission, the monster's attitude towards him has become more respectful.

Naturally, this was a trick played by Chen Ping.

Sound transmission into secrets has always been the means of foundation-building monks.

And he has only practiced the ninth level of qi, and he can use the method of sound transmission, which really scared Xuanfly quite a bit.

As for exposing the secret of the strength of the soul, it is actually harmless.

This demon will assist him in fighting in the future, and he will definitely notice it soon.

After crossing the raft, Chen Ping left the blessed land of Quanyuan without stopping.

He damaged the environment of the cave because of his practice of secret arts, so he should compensate Jin's family with a sum of spirit stones.

But there are still a few months' rent before the expiration of the Dongfu, which is completely enough to repair it.

After he left, he didn't plan to come back in a short time.

The next time I come back to the spring garden, the fairy sword must be unsheathed, and anyone who stands in the way will be killed!
……

Beside Nanfan Ferry on Jinrui Island, there is a row of stone pavilions.

Chen Ping rushed here, scanned around outside the stone pavilion, and found that there was no one around.

A few days ago, Chen Wei asked Tweety to bring him a message, asking him to gather in the stone pavilion at the ferry at noon today.

Originally, Meng Yan used the environment of the spring garden to break through the ninth level of Qi training, and one month was definitely more than enough.

But for some unknown reason, Meng Yan continued to rent in Quanyuan for another month and a half at his own expense.

However, since an appointment had been made, Chen Ping didn't care much about it.

Half a quarter of an hour later, four monks, three men and one woman, came forward from a distance.

The big man walking in the front was Chen Wei. Seeing that Chen Ping had attended the appointment on time, he heaved a sigh of relief and said apologetically, "Brother Ping, I kept you waiting."

"It's okay, just arrived for a while."

Chen Ping smiled slightly and said kindly.

On Chen Wei's left was a young monk in a white shirt with a scar hanging from the corner of his eye.

A man and a woman who walked at the end made him feel unbelievable.

Among them, the ugly male cultivator is the leader of this trip, Meng Yan.

I haven't seen him for a few months, and he has indeed advanced to the ninth level of Qi training.

But the beautiful woman who held Meng Yan's arm and was extremely intimate with him, like a Taoist couple, was completely beyond Chen Ping's expectations.

This woman has a pink plum blossom pattern on her forehead, making her look extremely coquettish.

While moving in lotus steps, an inadvertent movement and eyes seemed to reveal an irresistible spring light.

Li Miaoqi, the so-called head of the four fairies in Jinrui City.

But isn't she the confidante of Jin Wufang, the elder of the Jin family? Why does she act like you love me with Meng Yan?

Could it be that the old fellow Jin Wufang is used to running on the grassland?
Chen Ping thought of it with some evil taste.

"Hey, it's you."

Seeing Chen Ping, Li Miaoqi turned her beautiful eyes, and said softly: "Since we parted that time, I have never seen you again. Alas, fellow Taoist is strong and durable, but it still makes me miss you all the time." of it."

"Humph."

Meng Yan's complexion suddenly turned cold, and his eyes caught Chen Ping viciously.

"Hey, boy Meng stayed in Quanyuan because of this woman?"

Chen Ping speculated secretly, too lazy to answer her words.

Just rocked the boat once.

Why did it come out of this woman's mouth, but it made the two of them seem to have had a relationship.

Seeing Chen Ping ignoring her, Li Miaoqi said with anger and resentment: "It's been more than four years, fellow Taoist is still living in Spring Garden, right?"

"Well, still living."

Chen Ping said flatly.

In recent years, he lived in seclusion and rarely showed his face outside.

Therefore, even though the thirteenth cave where Li Miaoqi lived was not far away from him, he never encountered it again.

"Ah, fellow daoist's wealth is so rich that I really admire him."

Li Miaoqi opened her mouth and exclaimed.

Every frown and smile is breathtaking.

Fortunately, she restrained herself and did not use coquetry, otherwise, among the few men here, except for Chen Ping, none of them could resist.

"What, Brother Ping, how many years have you lived in Quanyuan Fudi?"

After listening to the conversation between the two, Chen Wei asked loudly, dumbfounded.

The eyes of the white-clothed monk and Meng Yan were all fixed on him.

Spring Garden, among the vast Jinrui Island, is the most luxurious place to receive foreign monks.

The worst second-class cave has ten spirit stones a day, and more than 3000 a year.

This person has been renting for several years, wouldn't it cost more than 1 for the accommodation alone!
Where did this kid get the spirit stone?
There was a hint of greed in Chen Wei's eyes, but he covered it up in a moment.

"Come together, die together, very good, very good."

Chen Ping kept sneering from the bottom of his heart, his spiritual consciousness had been locked on to a few people, and he was very aware of the changes in their expressions.

(End of this chapter)