Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 290 Sweet Crab Legs

"Hey, generous and decent Yuandan Realm cultivator?"

Chen Ping sneered secretly, but his face didn't change at all.

Generally speaking, temperament is greatly affected by the level of cultivation.

The higher the realm, the more mature the mind.

Over the years, seeing too many partings of life and death, the sincere heart will gradually become indifferent.

Moreover, most of the cultivators who have reached the Yuan Dan stage during their journey of cultivation are decisive and self-interested.

Chen Ping admitted without hesitation that he himself is also a very representative member.

However, the fairy road of becoming a mighty power is open to all kinds of creatures. As long as you follow your heart and avoid the invasion of external demons, all individual appearances are not important.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, please reply quickly, I can't keep the seniors waiting for too long."

Seeing Chen Ping hesitate, Shangguanjin frowned and said impatiently.

It would be safer to invite one more person to participate in the demon killing. He has no other ideas for the time being.

"Fellow Daoist Shangguan, don't forget to give priority to creating spiritual weapons for Ye Mou afterwards."

Chen Ping pursed his lips and said lightly.

He definitely wants to fight for the third-tier dark sky golden rose spider.

So what if Ban Tiande came first, the strength in the cultivation world is king.

Second, Chen Ping was also more interested in the high-grade spiritual taboo refined by this person.

The spirit prohibition technique is one of the main branches of the formation method.

The formation master is not necessarily proficient in the spirit forbidden technique, but the spirit forbidden master must be proficient in the evolution of the formation.

Chen Ping had never heard of Ban Tiande's name.

But for this person to be so respected by the top management of the Fire Smelting Alliance, he should have a real great ability.

A medium-grade Immortal Rock Forbidden has been sealed in the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword so far, which has barely improved its power.

The psychic artifacts used by Jindan monks often enter the top-grade spirit ban.

However, high-quality spiritual taboos are hard to come by from the outside world.

The reason is nothing more than the difficulty of cultivating top spiritual masters, and the number is too scarce.

As for whether Ban Tiande is willing to sell the top-grade spirit ban, it is not up to him to decide under the circumstances of suppressed strength.

"Okay, it's a deal."

Shangguanjin showed joy, and manipulated the black jade plate to fly up into the sky, and shouted: "Fellow Daoist Ye, please follow me, the seniors of the class are already waiting in front."

Chen Ping responded with a soft voice, and then controlled Dunguang to follow Shangguanjin unhurriedly.

When there were still nine thousand five hundred feet away from the sand dune, a rather powerful divine sense rushed towards him.

Don't think about it, the master of this consciousness must be Ban Tiande.

The limit of spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of ordinary Yuan Dan is [-] zhang, and Ban Tiande is roughly [-]% higher, obviously swallowing some heaven and earth treasures or pills that increase the soul.

After realizing that the divine sense was just a probing sweep without the slightest hostility, Chen Ping respectfully and calmly ignored it.

His self-confidence is not without roots.

The two secret arts of changing face and crape myrtle breathing at the same time, no one under the golden core should be able to detect his disguise.

After flying with Chen Ping for tens of breaths, the two stopped on the hill.

"The junior has met the senior in the class."

Shangguan Jin lightly put away the spiritual weapon, and bowed to the old man in purple clothes who was meditating with his eyes closed.

This person is thin and introverted, with half-black and half-white long beards under his jaw combed without any branching. His face is kind and kind, with a somewhat fairy-like appearance.

"Boy Jin, who is this little friend?"

Ban Tiande opened his eyes and asked with a smile on his face.

"He is Daoist Ye Ping Ye, whom I met on the road of this junior."

"Ye Daoyou originally wanted to go to Bazhu Island to find the junior's forging tool, but under the kind invitation of the junior, he agreed to cooperate with the seniors to eradicate the spider demon group first."

Shangguanjin's one-five-one way.

Facing a genuine Yuan Dan mid-stage monk, he dared not hide anything.

"Junior Ye Ping, meet the class seniors."

Chen Ping hurried forward, and bowed respectfully to the old man.

"Don't be too restrained. The old man is the employer, and you are the helpers I hired. Speaking of it, I have to rely on you to contribute a lot."

With a smile like a spring breeze blowing on his face, Ban Tiande said again: "Let's take some time, little friend Ye. In three days' time, I will enter the sea spirit veins to wipe out the spider demons."

"It's all up to the seniors to decide."

Chen Ping followed the way of kindness.

In a daze, he felt that Ban Tiande's exposed temperament was more similar to Chen Xiangwen.

Treating low-ranking monks with courtesy and not bullying them with divine power, Chen Ping thought it was impossible for him to do so.

"While there is nothing to do in your spare time, you guys are familiar with each other."

After finishing speaking, Ban Tiande withdrew his breath and returned to the sedation state.

"Hey, I want to see if you are really what you look like."

Chen Ping sneered in his heart, and then turned his gaze to the positions of the other people.

There were originally six foundation builders on the sand dunes, but after he and Shangguanjin joined, the number increased to eight.

Five Dzogchen, three late.

At this time, a pair of handsome men and beautiful women left the place and stood beside Shangguanjin.

Both of them were in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, they held hands and behaved intimately, presumably they were Taoist couples who had met each other honestly.

Chen Ping's eyes moved, and the Taoist couple was probably the other two sent by the Smelting Fire League to assist Ban Tiande.

"Ye Daoyou, let me introduce you."

Sure enough, Shangguanjin raised his hand and said, "Gu Zhijun, Ma Jingyue, both of them are the deacons of the Dharma Protector of this alliance."

"Where is Fellow Daoist Ye practicing?"

Gu Zhijun cupped his hands and asked enthusiastically, while his wife Ma Jingyue squeezed out a stiff smile, and she could tell that she was a cold-tempered person.

Chen Ping replied indifferently: "Ye is a casual cultivator, and he takes the whole world as his home."

"Let's go to Li Tanghe."

Just the moment after Chen Ping finished his brief introduction, a gentle and elegant young monk in white shirt approached him, pointed at a man and a woman behind him with a smile, and introduced: "These two fellow Taoists are brothers and sisters. Dongqing, Dong Yuxi, the three of us are also casual cultivators wandering around."

"I met three fellow Taoists."

Adhering to Ban Tiande's order to allow everyone to contact each other, Chen Ping returned the salute one by one with cupped fists.

Among the self-proclaimed casual cultivators, Li Tanghe and Dongqing are two male cultivators who are at the Dzogchen Foundation Establishment level, while Dong Yuxi is the second-best cultivator, only at the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

They all look young, their skin is as shiny as jade, but there is a layer of fine wrinkles around the corners of their eyes, they should not be too young.

"Is your introduction over yet? Feng Mou is holding back his words and is still waiting to say something!"

A lazy voice resounded among several people, and then there was a "huh", a 21 or [-]-year-old man dressed strangely jumped up stretching his muscles and bones, curling his lips and saying.

This man has straight brows, a body like a jade tree, an extremely deep face, and several patches on his whitish blue clothes, he seems to be a clean and fresh person.

But the messy black hair, a bronze-colored wine gourd pinned to his waist, and a few greasy palm prints clearly covered it, and he didn't seem too particular about it.

"Hey, fellow Daoist Feng, please, please."

Embarrassment flashed across Li Tanghe's eyes, and he smiled embarrassingly.

Looking at his immediate retreat, it seemed that he was very afraid of this person.

"Old man Shangguan, you brought someone here as soon as you returned to the island?"

The male cultivator surnamed Feng picked up a strand of black hair, and asked Shangguanjin rudely, without even looking at Chen Ping.

And Shangguanjin seemed to be familiar with this person before, and he didn't care about his attitude. He patted the storage ring casually, and a sweet and greasy smell wafted out. The nest of honey appears out of thin air.

"The old price, six thousand spirit stones."

Shangguanjin opened his palm and gestured for a number, and said in a calm tone.

Staring at the huge lump of honey congealed in mid-air, the eyes of several people on the field were more or less fiery.

Drunken Dream Honey is brewed by the Drunken Dream Bee with the bloodline of the Earth Demon.

For such a piece of hundreds of catties, at least several second-level Drunken Dream Bees need to spend several years of hard work to accumulate.

It is said that the Taoist companion of Shangguanjin is a spiritual trainer and raises a few Drunken Dream Bees, which must be the source of this piece of honey.

"Too little, too little."

The monk surnamed Feng shook his head vigorously, and said dissatisfiedly: "Old man Shangguan, if you let your wife sell me the drunken dream bee colony, Feng can't afford it!"

"Feng Daoist, let's talk to Jiannei by yourself. She has been feeding the swarm of bees for more than 100 years, and she has deep feelings. They are more precious than me on weekdays."

Shangguanjin touched the bridge of his nose and shrugged helplessly.

Hearing this, Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat. This Shangguanjin should have been waiting in the sand dunes early on, and he returned to Bazhu Island to get honey for the monk named Feng.

No wonder the few of them didn't introduce each other, they had already been together for a while.

"Your mother-in-law is so difficult to deal with. The conversation broke down several times. I want to go directly to grab the demon."

The monk surnamed Feng chattered and said: "Everyone comment, the second-order Drunken Dream Bee, who has only demon blood and is not good at fighting skills, I offer a price of [-] spirit stones, so it is not bullying women and children, right?"

For a long time, no one supported the response.

Most of the people are monks living in the waters near Bazhu Island. Offending the deputy leader of the Fire Smelting League will not be fruitful.

"Although Fellow Daoist Feng has the strength of a half-step Yuandan, it is too confident to buy and sell or even plunder on the territory of my Fire Smelting League."

Shangguanjin was really angry by his words, and immediately said coldly.

"Oh, it's just a casual talk, you still take it seriously, it's boring."

The monk surnamed Feng glared at Shangguanjin, cursed and threw a storage bag to him at the same time.

He opened the storage bag and checked it face to face. Shangguanjin walked away alone with a gloomy expression, keeping a long distance from him.

"Haha, the ingredients are finally in place!"

Cultivator surnamed Feng roared excitedly, put the drunken dream honey on the ground, stretched out his finger and flicked the gourd on his waist.

To Chen Ping's surprise, what spewed out of his mouth was not the imaginary spirits, but plump, huge and sharp hairy crab legs.

"This crab leg appears to be from a king sea crab."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, and secretly re-sized the monk surnamed Feng several times.

Emperor Sea Crab, one of the top-level earth demon bloodlines.

As soon as this crab reaches adulthood, its strength is almost half a step Yuan Dan.

I don't know whether the crab legs were bought by monk Feng from elsewhere, or he killed them himself.

Here, the monk surnamed Feng has grasped the root of the crab leg, swung the crab claws and poked it hard into the honey nest, and then rolled up a lump of viscous liquid honey the size of a fist. Chew it off.

“Delicious on earth.”

The monk surnamed Feng was intoxicated by it, enjoying the food as if no one else was around, and soon his mouth was full of fragrance, and liquid honey flowed down the corners of his mouth.

"Bastard!"

Li Tanghe kept his eyes fixed, and muttered angrily.

Drunk Dream honey has the effect of dredging meridians and regulating injuries.

But the monk surnamed Feng is harmless and disease-free, and he just uses honey as seasoning, what a waste of spirit stones!
Chen Ping watched with great interest, and quietly pressed his eyelids.

The so-called wealth should not be exposed, but the monk surnamed Feng did the opposite, which is quite similar to his style at a certain time.

But there is still a major repairer in the mid-stage of Yuan Dan sitting here. Could it be that he believes in Ban Tiande's character and won't be tempted by a mobile treasure house?
Chen Ping always felt that it would not be that simple, but after scanning the monk surnamed Feng for a few times, he found that this person was indeed in the realm of foundation building Dzogchen.

"Ye Daoyou, come to eat a sweet crab leg?"

The monk surnamed Feng came over and winked.

Chen Ping was stunned, and said expressionlessly: "No need, Ye doesn't like sweets."

"Fengtianyu, a casual cultivator in the sea area of ​​​​Shuangcheng."

After crushing a crab leg, cultivator surnamed Feng wiped the gourd and stretched out his right hand with obvious bones.

Chen Ping took a deep look at him, ignored him, found a remote corner and sat down cross-legged, and immediately formed a barrier, as if strangers should not come near him.

……

The night comes quietly, the crescent moon is like a hook, and the sea water is just beside my ears, whispering softly.

A pile of sand dunes are suspended in the sea, and whenever there is a tendency to collapse, a thick spiritual power will be injected from Ban Tiande's body to strengthen the spell.

From this point of view, Ban Tiande is a monk who specializes in earth attribute exercises, otherwise it would be quite difficult to gather this large sand dune for a long time.

"Friend Ye."

Suddenly, Chen Ping heard a sound in his ears, and someone sent him a voice transmission.

It was Li Tanghe who claimed to be a casual cultivator.

"What is Daoyou Li doing?"

Chen Ping removed the restriction, saying neither salty nor light.

Li Tanghe was not too polite, and said directly: "The extermination of the golden radish spider group is very dangerous, may you consider joining us, Daoist Ye?"

"Ye Mou didn't understand Li Daoyou's words."

Chen Ping glanced sideways at Ban Tiande's position, and said calmly: "Everyone is a thug playing for the seniors of the class, and they are originally a team."

"Senior class is naturally our leader, there is no doubt about it."

Li Tanghe cupped his hands towards that side, and said via voice transmission: "Li Mou means that under the orders of the seniors in the class, we must unite as one, support and help each other, so as to ensure safety."

"The three of you Shangguan Daoist are all members of the same alliance. I'm afraid they won't regard Brother Ye as their own."

"Fellow Daoist is also a casual cultivator?"

Chen Ping pretended to be puzzled and said, "Why don't you try to win him over, Li Daoyou."

Li Tanghe seemed to know his heels, and immediately shook his head with a wry smile and said: "Feng Tianyu is not a good guy, he is very independent. He has appeared in the Bazhu Sea area for many years, but he has never heard of any fellow Taoist. close."

"Oh?"

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows, and continued to ask: "Feng Daoyou, who claims to be a person in the cultivation world of Shuangcheng, how did he end up in this remote place?"

"God knows."

Li Tanghe rolled his eyes and saw that Chen Ping was very interested in Feng Tianyu's origin, so he said to him: "Don't look at him as a fool, but his supernatural powers are very strong, and he has surpassed ordinary half-step yuan Dan."

"In the beginning, because he was showing off his wealth, he was targeted by three evil cultivators who established the foundation."

"But after a few years, Feng Daoyou is living well, but those three evil cultivators who have done a lot of evil and are notorious have disappeared."

"You don't know, if those evil cultivators are picked out at random, even Li himself is not an opponent."

After listening, Chen Ping touched his chin thoughtfully.

Feng Tianyu's strength is at least equivalent to Shen Wanwan's level of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen.

"Did fellow Daoist Ye agree to Li's proposal?"

Li Tanghe straightened his clothes and said tentatively.

"Will Li Daoyou leave, Ye Mou is going to rest."

Chen Ping waved his hand and issued the order to evict the guest.

"You Daoist Ye think about it again, Li Mou will leave!"

The corner of Li Tanghe's mouth twitched, and Chen Ping turned his face in an instant, making him very annoyed. He flicked his sleeves and strode away with a livid face.

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