Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 236 Black Stone
"Ok?"

After a sudden movement in his ears, Chen Ping seemed to have not heard any movement, and he was still eating the raptor meat in a slow manner.

Although he lost the detection of his spiritual consciousness, his five senses are still beyond ordinary people.

A few miles away, there was a sound of gentle footsteps. It seemed that they were two children of the human race.

"sand"

"sand"

After a while, the two stepped onto the beach, and the soles of their shoes rubbed against the gravel slightly harshly.

Chen Ping turned his head and looked, just as he expected, there were two young children, a boy and a girl, about seven or eight years old.

The little boy walking in front was chubby, with a round face and big eyes, and a lively and clever demeanor.

Half a step behind him, the one holding the hem of his clothes was a delicate little girl with a fair face and a ponytail.

The two were wearing rough gray linen clothes with a few patches on the cuffs. They should be the children of fishermen from ordinary families.

In the past two days, Chen Ping often found fishermen on the island going out to sea to fish in groups, ranging from hundreds to dozens.

It can be seen that there seem to be many mortals living on this isolated island.

However, Chen Ping had no intention of contacting them at all.

This island is just his temporary foothold, after waiting for three more days, after the backlash from Mo Luo's blood explosion, he will leave here immediately.

"The two little guys are actually coming towards me?"

After a while, Chen Ping raised his head and met the two pairs of clear eyes.

The two children stood in front of the rock more than ten feet away, looking straight at him.

More precisely, staring at the bird meat spread out on a wooden shelf.

With a smile, Chen Ping stopped paying attention.

Just two gluttonous little guys.

He will never take the initiative to give alms. He wants to eat bird meat, but he dare not even open his mouth, so he doesn't deserve something he cares about.

With the dripping of bird oil, the firewood gets bigger and bigger, and when the sea breeze blows, the meat smells all over the place.

The round-faced boy swallowed hard, and finally couldn't bear the temptation. He shook off the girl's hand, jumped forward a few steps, and said timidly, "Uncle, can Lan Baoying share some with me?"

Although the boy spoke the ancient language of comprehension, he had an awkward local accent.

"The residents of the island call this bird of prey the Sapphire Eagle."

Chen Ping was amused, but Gu Jing calmly ignored him.

Seeing the expressionless man in Tsing Yi roasting the bird, the little boy's face immediately turned red. He took a few sneaky glances at the meat of the bird, and then summoned up his courage and shouted: "Uncle, I'll exchange it with you for a black stone!"

"Change, yes."

Chen Ping sized him up and said calmly.

However, he didn't care about the black stone in the boy's mouth.

Could it be that a mortal island will produce high-grade ore?Tier [-] stuff is fine.

With joy on his face, the boy hastily took a pure black stone the size of an egg out of his arms, and said hesitantly: "That's it, uncle, this is a baby that fell from the sky. You can at least score points for the meat of the Sapphire Eagle." Half of me."

"Give me the stone first."

Chen Ping swept the black stone in the boy's hand and ordered.

"My mother said it is a good thing, you must give me the eagle meat first."

The little boy shook his head vigorously, his mouth pouted.

"Humph."

Chen Ping turned cold, and suddenly rushed to the little boy, grabbed his wrist, and took the black stone.

"It hurts, Uncle!"

Under the pain, the little boy screamed loudly, and felt that his arms were dark red as if being clamped by iron claws.

The little girl turned pale with fright, her legs trembled, and she didn't know what to do.

After holding the black stone, Chen Ping let go of the boy, and then frowned calmly.

With his eyesight, he couldn't see what kind of ore it was.

This stone is cold to the touch, with dark tadpole-like lines all over the surface, weighing half a catty.

This thing is absolutely extraordinary!
The grasping force of his fleshy palm is more than several thousand catties, but the stone is not damaged at all.

If it were ordinary stone or first-order ore, he would have already crushed it into powder.

"Tier two or three?"

Chen Ping thought secretly.

The reason why he didn't think about it further was because Jin Zhu didn't respond to it at all, obviously it wasn't a high-level thing.

The boy revealed that it was a stone that fell from the sky.

Could it be an extraterrestrial meteorite?

The name "Outer Space Meteorite" is more of a common name.

Senior monks basically know that all meteorites are natural treasures from Chongtian.

As far as Chen Ping knew, the sky of the cultivation world was vast and boundless, and was divided into four areas by ancient monks.

One yuan, two yuan, three yuan, four yuan Chongtian.

The one-yuan Chongtian is three thousand feet, the two-yuan Chongtian is nine thousand feet, the three-yuan Chongtian is forty thousand feet, and the four-yuan sky is ninety thousand feet!

Under normal circumstances, with the supernatural powers of a foundation-building cultivator, he can only fly in the one-dimensional sky at most.

Cultivators of Yuan Dan can enter the Heaven of Duality.

As for the three-element and four-element Chongtian, only monks above the power of the golden core are eligible to enter.

The higher the Zhongtian, the greater the danger, and the internal threat of the Yiyuan Zhongtian is just a low-lethal gangster anomaly.

However, after the Duality Heaven, extreme environments such as space cracks, indiscriminate purple thunder, cirrus fire, seven-color aurora, etc. emerged one after another, and low-level monks could not survive at all.

However, danger and opportunity have always coexisted.

For example, Xu Yuehuan created the Extreme Intention Sky Thunder Formation, which was tempered for a whole year with Wuwang Zilei in the Dual Element Heaven, which greatly increased its power.

In his previous life, when Chen Ping was short of resources, he would fly to the dual or even ternary heavens to collect seven-color auroras and sell them at high prices to monks who needed auroras to cultivate special supernatural powers.

Meteorites generally only appear in the ternary and quaternary heavens.

Countless meteorites float in the air, ranging from as small as gravel to as large as islands. Most of them are high-grade treasures, otherwise they would not be able to withstand the coercion of the heavens.

In the sky, from time to time, meteorites will fall, or smash into the land, or sink into the bottom of the sea.

According to records, in the long history of the cultivation world, many monks were crushed to death by meteorites because of bad luck.

As far as Chen Ping knows, the most exaggerated records belong to the incident that happened tens of thousands of years ago.

The one who died tragically was Wei Yuanying's shocking overhaul in the later stage.

At that time, that senior was in the secret realm of the sect and was practicing in seclusion.

Unexpectedly, an unremarkable meteorite, about the size of a broad bean, penetrated the secret space without a sound, directly breaking up his soul and Nascent Soul, leaving only a body sitting upright.

The Almighty Soul Lamp went out, and his junior immediately opened the secret realm, only to see a lifeless corpse.

I saw his whole body, only the Tianmen acupoint had an extra wound of about an inch and a half.

The fellow apprentice finally found the small meteorite in his dantian.

There is no record of the subsequent process.

Rumor has it that decades later, the Nascent Soul Sect forged a new top-level Lingbao with extraordinary power.

Others guessed that it was very likely that it was smelted from a small meteorite with the power of smashing to death.

Of course, Chen Ping was extremely skeptical about this record.

It is not uncommon for many monks to describe a meal with embellishments in order to gain fame and attention.

(End of this chapter)