Haoyu Zhenxian
Chapter 265 Chen Xiangwen's Fate
Chapter 265 Chen Xiangwen's Fate
Chen Ping intends to support Chen Qin to build a foundation?
Ye Mofan's heart moved, and he thought about it.
Chen Qiudong is the seventh elder's confidant, and everyone on Haichang Island knows it.
But Ye Mofan never expected that someone like Chen Ping, who has always been strong and unpredictable, would say what he just said in a clear light.
"Just follow the arrangement of the Seventh Elder."
Ye Mofan turned his thoughts around a few times and said without any hesitation.
"Ye Keqing knows the general idea, I..."
In the middle of speaking, Chen Ping suddenly frowned, leaving Ye Mofan behind, and flew towards a cave on the top of the mountain.
"boom!"
After casually breaking through the first-level formation outside the cave, Chen Ping accelerated his speed, rushing straight into the depths of the cave like a beam of sword energy.
After a few breaths, he came to the end.
On a futon on the ground, an old man sat cross-legged, with layers of wrinkles on his face, and white hair all over his face, showing his old appearance.
Around him, a total of 33 finger-length blood-red steel needles slowly rotated along the body.
Surrounding it, a strong bloody and violent air continuously emanated from the steel needle itself.
Seeing this, Chen Ping shrank his eyes, and a dry blue-purple flame the size of a fingernail spewed out from his mouth, burning 33 steel needles into nothingness in an instant.
"Ping'er..."
Sensing something wrong, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and opened his mouth when he saw someone coming, but he didn't know what to say.
"What's the matter with the Great Elder? You should be more aware of the serious side effects of this magic secret technique than I do."
Chen Ping stretched out his hand, and there was a gray futon on the ground. He sat down calmly and looked at the old man face to face.
The old man with snowy temples and frosty hair in front of him is Chen Xiangwen who has already broken into the realm of foundation building Dzogchen.
The 33 steel needles floating outside his body just now are the practice method of a magic secret technique collected by the Chen family.
Hundreds of years ago, when the Chen family was in turmoil, the old enemy Meng family led an army of monks to attack.
At that time, the great elder of the family quietly cultivated the Ghost Shadow Sutra, unexpectedly blew himself up, and died together with the two elders of the Meng family, only then forcibly prevented the family from dying.
This ghost shadow scripture is only a middle-level secret technique of Huang Pin.
If you start shaping the meridians, the process cannot be reversed.
Moreover, as a veritable secret method of magic, one needs to sacrifice ten years of life to practice this technique.
Chen Xiangwen is almost 230 years old, and has only less than 20 years of life left.
Once he has practiced the ghost shadow scripture, it means that he basically has no chance with the Yuandan realm.
Just now, for the convenience of observing the situation of the Pit of Earth Fire, Chen Ping happened to spread his spiritual consciousness to cover Fuge Mountain. Otherwise, Chen Xiangwen had already entered the stage of irreversible sacrifice.
"Ping'er, drink tea."
Facing Chen Ping's question, Chen Xiangwen poured a cup of tea and handed it over in a calm manner.
"The Great Elder remembers the motto of the ancestor Chen Xinyou, and if he wants to carry the family, the younger generation can understand."
Chen Ping sighed, and said quietly: "But the situation of the family is far from deteriorating to that point. The Broken Star Sect and the Nixing Sect have unclear attitudes, so they may not be able to take my Haichang Chen family into action."
"Furthermore, the Great Elder wouldn't naively think that the self-explosion technique of the ghost shadow scripture can hurt the root of Yuandan monks?"
After listening, Chen Xiangwen smiled lightly, and said calmly: "Because of the Tianluo Zhiyang magic method that you brought back to the family, Ping'er, I have already broken into the foundation building Dzogchen."
"Although the vitality of my physical body is extremely weak, resulting in a success rate of less than [-]%, I still planned to survive the catastrophe of thunder that day."
Taking a sip of tea, Chen Ping said calmly, "Why did the Great Elder give up? I am a truth-seeking monk who goes against the sky, even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I should face the difficulties."
"So it is."
Chen Xiangwen shook his head slowly, and said with a solemn expression: "Now, there is a new elder of Yuan Dan in the Broken Star Sect. Soon, he will definitely come to me, Master Chen Jiaxing, to question my crimes. My crippled body cannot hurt Yuan Dan. , but there is still great hope for dragging the two of the same rank to death."
"The great elder sacrificed his life for righteousness, which made the younger generation admire him from the bottom of his heart."
Turning the exquisite teacup in his hand, Chen Ping showed appreciation.
Chen Xiangwen was more inclined to the Broken Star Gate before, but since he Chen Ping came to power, this person stood on his side and openly regarded the Broken Star Gate as an enemy.
This silent support and determination, even the hard-hearted Chen Ping, couldn't help being quite moved.
"Ping'er, you are the foundation-building monk with the strongest supernatural powers in the history of our clan. I firmly believe that as long as we survive this test, my Chen family, under your leadership, will surely skyrocket and ascend step by step. It is expected to be exceptional."
Chen Xiangwen's voice was impassioned, and suddenly, his expression became extremely solemn and he whispered: "When things can't be done, you and Xingchao must reconcile, and if you want to break it, break it, and save the fire for my Chen family to come back."
"It's true that the older a person is, the more he thinks."
Staring at the old man with a haggard face, Chen Ping fell into a long silence.
"Ping'er, get out, I know you've been very busy recently, even the source of the ground fire has moved to the mountain."
Squeezing out a smile, Chen Xiangwen pretended to be brisk.
"Excuse me, junior, how much savings does the Great Elder have?"
Chen Ping moved his eyes and asked calmly.
"Eighty thousand."
After thinking about it, Chen Xiangwen said with a smile: "I was going to put this resource into the family's public property on the eve of the sitting. If you need it, Ping'er, I can give it to you first."
"Eighty thousand?"
Chen Ping curled his lips. This was far from the 15 he guessed.
It seems that after more than 100 years of being the actual helmsman, Chen Xiangwen has not made much gray income.
Unlike the great elders of the Meng family and the Yu family, all of them are full of fat and fat.
"Just look at this."
With a turn of Chen Ping's mind, a jade slip was automatically shot out from the storage ring.
"Oh?"
Chen Xiangwen stretched out his hand suspiciously, and sank into his consciousness to scan it.
"what!"
The next moment, the wrinkles on Chen Xiangwen's face huddled together, and he said earnestly: "Ping'er, you must not disclose such a detailed experience of breaking through the situation to a third person, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
"Does the Great Elder really think nothing of Yuan Dan?"
Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and said lightly.
In that jade slip, he recorded his cultivation experience of breaking through the Yuandan realm in his previous life, and without any deletion, it was enough to increase the breakthrough chance of the Dzogchen monks by half.
"Three hundred-year-old oasis heart leaves can add nine years to life."
With a flick of Chen Ping's hand, a few red leaves floated in the air, resembling the flat heart of a human race, and a refreshing fragrance immediately filled the cave.
Before Chen Xiangwen could reply, there was another huge pile of resources piled up in front of him.
Low-grade, middle-grade spirit stones, magical artifacts, spiritual artifacts, ores broken in half, and more than a dozen kinds of treasures were mixed together.
"The total value of these items is not less than 30 spirit stones, plus your own money, Great Elder, it is enough to buy two drops of Zhenxia Secret Spring. Of course, if you have the opportunity to get the Qingxu Hualou Pill, it would be great. "
The third watch is over, everyone has votes to cast!
(End of this chapter)
Chen Ping intends to support Chen Qin to build a foundation?
Ye Mofan's heart moved, and he thought about it.
Chen Qiudong is the seventh elder's confidant, and everyone on Haichang Island knows it.
But Ye Mofan never expected that someone like Chen Ping, who has always been strong and unpredictable, would say what he just said in a clear light.
"Just follow the arrangement of the Seventh Elder."
Ye Mofan turned his thoughts around a few times and said without any hesitation.
"Ye Keqing knows the general idea, I..."
In the middle of speaking, Chen Ping suddenly frowned, leaving Ye Mofan behind, and flew towards a cave on the top of the mountain.
"boom!"
After casually breaking through the first-level formation outside the cave, Chen Ping accelerated his speed, rushing straight into the depths of the cave like a beam of sword energy.
After a few breaths, he came to the end.
On a futon on the ground, an old man sat cross-legged, with layers of wrinkles on his face, and white hair all over his face, showing his old appearance.
Around him, a total of 33 finger-length blood-red steel needles slowly rotated along the body.
Surrounding it, a strong bloody and violent air continuously emanated from the steel needle itself.
Seeing this, Chen Ping shrank his eyes, and a dry blue-purple flame the size of a fingernail spewed out from his mouth, burning 33 steel needles into nothingness in an instant.
"Ping'er..."
Sensing something wrong, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and opened his mouth when he saw someone coming, but he didn't know what to say.
"What's the matter with the Great Elder? You should be more aware of the serious side effects of this magic secret technique than I do."
Chen Ping stretched out his hand, and there was a gray futon on the ground. He sat down calmly and looked at the old man face to face.
The old man with snowy temples and frosty hair in front of him is Chen Xiangwen who has already broken into the realm of foundation building Dzogchen.
The 33 steel needles floating outside his body just now are the practice method of a magic secret technique collected by the Chen family.
Hundreds of years ago, when the Chen family was in turmoil, the old enemy Meng family led an army of monks to attack.
At that time, the great elder of the family quietly cultivated the Ghost Shadow Sutra, unexpectedly blew himself up, and died together with the two elders of the Meng family, only then forcibly prevented the family from dying.
This ghost shadow scripture is only a middle-level secret technique of Huang Pin.
If you start shaping the meridians, the process cannot be reversed.
Moreover, as a veritable secret method of magic, one needs to sacrifice ten years of life to practice this technique.
Chen Xiangwen is almost 230 years old, and has only less than 20 years of life left.
Once he has practiced the ghost shadow scripture, it means that he basically has no chance with the Yuandan realm.
Just now, for the convenience of observing the situation of the Pit of Earth Fire, Chen Ping happened to spread his spiritual consciousness to cover Fuge Mountain. Otherwise, Chen Xiangwen had already entered the stage of irreversible sacrifice.
"Ping'er, drink tea."
Facing Chen Ping's question, Chen Xiangwen poured a cup of tea and handed it over in a calm manner.
"The Great Elder remembers the motto of the ancestor Chen Xinyou, and if he wants to carry the family, the younger generation can understand."
Chen Ping sighed, and said quietly: "But the situation of the family is far from deteriorating to that point. The Broken Star Sect and the Nixing Sect have unclear attitudes, so they may not be able to take my Haichang Chen family into action."
"Furthermore, the Great Elder wouldn't naively think that the self-explosion technique of the ghost shadow scripture can hurt the root of Yuandan monks?"
After listening, Chen Xiangwen smiled lightly, and said calmly: "Because of the Tianluo Zhiyang magic method that you brought back to the family, Ping'er, I have already broken into the foundation building Dzogchen."
"Although the vitality of my physical body is extremely weak, resulting in a success rate of less than [-]%, I still planned to survive the catastrophe of thunder that day."
Taking a sip of tea, Chen Ping said calmly, "Why did the Great Elder give up? I am a truth-seeking monk who goes against the sky, even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, I should face the difficulties."
"So it is."
Chen Xiangwen shook his head slowly, and said with a solemn expression: "Now, there is a new elder of Yuan Dan in the Broken Star Sect. Soon, he will definitely come to me, Master Chen Jiaxing, to question my crimes. My crippled body cannot hurt Yuan Dan. , but there is still great hope for dragging the two of the same rank to death."
"The great elder sacrificed his life for righteousness, which made the younger generation admire him from the bottom of his heart."
Turning the exquisite teacup in his hand, Chen Ping showed appreciation.
Chen Xiangwen was more inclined to the Broken Star Gate before, but since he Chen Ping came to power, this person stood on his side and openly regarded the Broken Star Gate as an enemy.
This silent support and determination, even the hard-hearted Chen Ping, couldn't help being quite moved.
"Ping'er, you are the foundation-building monk with the strongest supernatural powers in the history of our clan. I firmly believe that as long as we survive this test, my Chen family, under your leadership, will surely skyrocket and ascend step by step. It is expected to be exceptional."
Chen Xiangwen's voice was impassioned, and suddenly, his expression became extremely solemn and he whispered: "When things can't be done, you and Xingchao must reconcile, and if you want to break it, break it, and save the fire for my Chen family to come back."
"It's true that the older a person is, the more he thinks."
Staring at the old man with a haggard face, Chen Ping fell into a long silence.
"Ping'er, get out, I know you've been very busy recently, even the source of the ground fire has moved to the mountain."
Squeezing out a smile, Chen Xiangwen pretended to be brisk.
"Excuse me, junior, how much savings does the Great Elder have?"
Chen Ping moved his eyes and asked calmly.
"Eighty thousand."
After thinking about it, Chen Xiangwen said with a smile: "I was going to put this resource into the family's public property on the eve of the sitting. If you need it, Ping'er, I can give it to you first."
"Eighty thousand?"
Chen Ping curled his lips. This was far from the 15 he guessed.
It seems that after more than 100 years of being the actual helmsman, Chen Xiangwen has not made much gray income.
Unlike the great elders of the Meng family and the Yu family, all of them are full of fat and fat.
"Just look at this."
With a turn of Chen Ping's mind, a jade slip was automatically shot out from the storage ring.
"Oh?"
Chen Xiangwen stretched out his hand suspiciously, and sank into his consciousness to scan it.
"what!"
The next moment, the wrinkles on Chen Xiangwen's face huddled together, and he said earnestly: "Ping'er, you must not disclose such a detailed experience of breaking through the situation to a third person, otherwise there will be endless troubles."
"Does the Great Elder really think nothing of Yuan Dan?"
Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and said lightly.
In that jade slip, he recorded his cultivation experience of breaking through the Yuandan realm in his previous life, and without any deletion, it was enough to increase the breakthrough chance of the Dzogchen monks by half.
"Three hundred-year-old oasis heart leaves can add nine years to life."
With a flick of Chen Ping's hand, a few red leaves floated in the air, resembling the flat heart of a human race, and a refreshing fragrance immediately filled the cave.
Before Chen Xiangwen could reply, there was another huge pile of resources piled up in front of him.
Low-grade, middle-grade spirit stones, magical artifacts, spiritual artifacts, ores broken in half, and more than a dozen kinds of treasures were mixed together.
"The total value of these items is not less than 30 spirit stones, plus your own money, Great Elder, it is enough to buy two drops of Zhenxia Secret Spring. Of course, if you have the opportunity to get the Qingxu Hualou Pill, it would be great. "
The third watch is over, everyone has votes to cast!
(End of this chapter)
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