Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 252 I Am The Rules

"Where's Yun'er?"

Chen Ping frowned. He had just flown over the enshrinement hall, but he didn't notice Xue Yun's aura. Now, she is not on the top of Fuge Mountain. Could it be that she is sitting in the family treasure house on the mountainside?
After doing the math, he ordered Chen Dieyu to sit in the treasury for six years, which has already expired.

According to the foundation-building monks, each of them has a three-year round, and it just so happens that Xue Yun should perform the task now.

With a move of his mind, he covered the mountain and went, as expected, he saw Xue Yun in the treasure house.

After sending out a sound transmission, Xue Yun, who was resting with her eyes closed, suddenly opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes revealing surprise.

She waved her catkin softly, and scattered streamers of light danced in front of her.

The copper mirror, spiritual wood eyebrow pencil, rouge powder, jadeite jade hairpin, etc. are all items from the daughter's family.

After carefully grooming and dressing up, and changing into a new lavender fairy dress, Xue Yun hurriedly flew out of the treasure house and rushed to the top of the mountain.

"This girl."

Chen Ping smiled, which made Ye Mofan on the side puzzled.

His spiritual consciousness penetrates into every hole, and Xue Yun's every move is under monitoring.

Just had a good time, and the beautiful scenery of the mountains and mountains is of course not enough for outsiders.

"Hiraro!"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator fled extremely fast, and in just a dozen or so breaths, a beautiful figure flew down the wind and threw himself into Chen Ping's arms without any scruples.

"What to do, it's not like I haven't seen you in thirty years."

Chen Ping stroked the beauty's hair, and smiled softly.

"Yun'er was rude."

Xue Yun quickly adjusted her mood, and reluctantly separated half a foot from Hiroshi.

Look at the red cloud remaining on her earlobe, it is really moving.

"This is my newly recruited first-class guest minister, Ye Mofan."

Chen Ping smiled, and formally introduced the two of them: "Ye Keqing, she is my Taoist companion Xue Yun, the Ninth Elder of my family, and also the head monk of the enshrining hall."

"Ye Dao is friendly."

Xue Yun bowed and said gently.

"I've seen Fairy Xue."

Ye Mofan didn't dare to be casual, cupped his hands, and said in a somewhat restrained manner.

He glanced at Chen Ping, thinking to himself: "You Daoist Chen is hiding deep enough. He never mentioned that he has a Taoist companion, and he is still at the foundation establishment stage."

The key point is that this woman also serves as the deacon of the enshrinement hall, and will be his immediate boss for decades to come.

Therefore, Ye Mofan's posture involuntarily lowered a lot.

"Chen Ping, how can you bring an outsider into the family's forbidden area?"

At this moment, a beautiful female cultivator walked towards him, stared at Ye Mofan unkindly, and said in a cold voice.

Chen Ping looked at her indifferently, this woman was his old neighbor, the Eighth Elder Chen Dieyu.

"The Seventh Elder has nothing to say?"

Chen Dieyu snorted, and said unrelentingly.

She was just practicing a secret technique when she noticed Xue Yun's breath approaching quickly, so she went out to take a look.

At first glance, it was found that there were three more people in the valley.

Chen Ping, who has not returned for several years, Xue Yun, who sits in the treasure house, and a strange early-stage foundation-establishment monk, talked and laughed, and it was very lively.

"This elder needs to explain to you what he is doing?"

Chen Ping said indifferently, not even showing a straight look.

Chen Dieyu's aggressiveness now is nothing more than occupying the power of Chen Xingchao and his wife, straightening her back again.

"Ping'er is back?"

Then, Chen Yiru and Chen Tong came one after another, saying happily.

Chen Ping nodded to the two of them, and instead of exchanging too many greetings, he turned his gaze to the east of the valley.

There, two monks, a man and a woman, walked hand in hand without haste.

The man is six feet tall, with piercing tiger eyes; the woman has snowy skin, a dignified appearance, and shiny black hair, curled up high. Judging by her cultivation, she looks like she was in the middle of foundation establishment.

These two are Chen Xingchao and his wife who have not seen each other for more than ten years.

"Have you practiced some kind of powerful Leifa?"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw that the purple spots all over Chen Xingchao's face became more intense, like the thunder and lightning runes engraved the day after tomorrow, with faint dark lights flickering non-stop.

"Chen Ping!"

"Brother Ping!"

Then, Chen Munian and Chen Zhoukang appeared one after the other.

Just at this moment, all the foundation builders hidden on the top of the mountain, except for the great elder Chen Xiangwen, were all present.

"Nine Foundation Builders!"

Ye Mofan swallowed, his eyes filled with shock.

what's the situation!
It is said that the Chen family and the Meng family are old enemies with almost the same strength, and no one can do anything to the other.

But looking at it this way, the Meng family is also worthy of being enemies with the Chen family?
Even if he joins the Yu family that he served in Hongsha Island before, it seems that they are not enough to kill them.

For a while, under the strange atmosphere, the nine foundation builders except Ye Mofan formed a very clear three factions.

One side is headed by Chen Xingchao, including Hui Qiuyan, Chen Dieyu, and Chen Munian.

The other party is Chen Ping, Xue Yun, and Chen Yiru.

The third group has the least number of people, only Chen Tong and Chen Zhoukang.

"The inside of the Chen family is not peaceful either."

Looking at the positions of the people, Ye Mofan's heart skipped a beat.

He originally thought that Chen Ping had the strength to instantly kill Ye Chenlong, and he had already finished rectifying the family.

But the real situation seems to be far more complicated than he guessed.

Especially the cultivator with the vision of thunder and lightning on his face, the terror of his aura forced him to resist with all his strength, so that he could hold his mind with difficulty.

"Chen Ping."

Chen Xingchao looked directly at him, and only said two simple words.

"What advice does the third elder have?"

Chen Ping cupped his hands and said tit for tat.

"Is your confidence in the late stage of foundation establishment?"

Chen Xing said calmly, his eyebrows were erected, full of evil spirit.

"Your feeling is correct, this elder has indeed advanced to the late stage."

Chen Ping smiled and admitted happily.

That's right, he deliberately leaked a trace of mana fluctuations.

If he wanted to hide it, Chen Xingchao would not be able to detect his cultivation at all.

"What, Ping'er, you have been away for three years, and you made another breakthrough?"

"How old is he, in his fifties at the late stage of Foundation Establishment?"

"Chen Ping is only a middle-grade spirit root, but his cultivation speed is comparable to that of an earth spirit root. There must be quite a fortuitous encounter."

The group of Foundation Establishment gasped, and fell into a sluggish collective, and it took a long time to recover.

Three years ago, when Chen Ping left, he announced that he had broken through the mid-term realm.

How can we break the common sense and take a big step forward?

Chen Tong and Chen Munian were even more jealous.

You must know that after the foundation building period, even if you swallow a suitable pill, it often takes a huge amount of time to accumulate before you can break through naturally.

Just like the two of them, they were stuck in the mid-term for decades, their cultivation had not made any progress, and they were surpassed by their juniors who were also middle-grade spirit roots.

The taste is really only self-knowledge.

"As a junior, you are very good."

Seeing his straightforward admission, Chen Xingchao looked as usual, showing no signs of being touched.

But his heart was turbulent, not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

A monk in the late stage of foundation establishment in his 50s, at least one chance to hit the Yuandan realm.

In just over ten years, this son's accumulation on the road has far exceeded his expectations.

"You and I are both Foundation Establishment, and we are not directly related by blood. Why do you say that?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said mercilessly.

"Crazy enough!"

Chen Xing shrank his eyes and said word by word.

He is a cultivator of Lei Lingen, with a relatively violent temper, and he refuses to give in to others. Today, he has met his opponent.

"If it's okay, let's go."

Chen Pingyun waved his hands calmly, seeing no response from the crowd, he couldn't help but teasingly said: "Everyone knows that Xiaobie is better than a newlywed?"

"That's right, Ping'er has just returned to the family, and has been exhausted, so he should rest for a few days."

Interrupting the atmosphere of silence, Chen Tong mediated with a smile.

"Hand over Jidan."

Chen Xingchao spread his palm and said coldly.

"I didn't buy it."

Chen Ping put his hands behind his back and blurted out in a leisurely manner.

"What about the family resources you took from the treasure house?"

Suddenly, a soft but suspicious female voice sounded, and it was Hui Qiuyan who spoke.

Chen Ping sneered sarcastically and said, "I exchanged it with contribution points, is there a problem?"

"You exchanged a large amount of treasure house resources at once without everyone's consent, which is against the rules."

Hui Qiuyan frowned, and immediately countered.

"Oh?"

His eyes slowly fell on everyone's face for a while, and Chen Ping said lightly: "From now on, this elder will be the rule of the Chen clan."

(End of this chapter)