Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 319 Meeting with Puteng
"Fan Daoyou is more than four hundred years old, and he still holds the power of the sect very tightly."

Chen Ping's heart moved, and he said something intentionally or unintentionally.

The strangeness in her eyes disappeared in a flash, and Gong Lingshan said expressionlessly: "Senior Brother Fan is a monk in the middle stage of Yuandan after all, just as Brother Ping said before, he is stronger than me, so I will listen to him."

"Hey, Lingshan is young, she will always make it through."

Chen Ping held her hand, and said comfortingly: "Besides, Shen Bing's spiritual body is not a top-level physique, but with the use of Tiansu Yunshui Jue, your strength is not much worse than that of Fan Daoyou."

"Brother Ping's supernatural powers are so powerful that Lingshan's eyes are wide open."

Gong Lingshan's eyes flickered slightly, and she said with admiration: "Your confinement technique and sword technique, as well as your main cultivation technique, should be above the intermediate level of Xuanpin, right?"

"Due to luck, I got the inheritance of a fake alchemy monk in a certain undersea cave in my early years. Otherwise, how could I break through the Yuandan realm with my spiritual roots before I was a hundred years old."

Chen Ping twisted his neck and said with emotion.

The technique of confinement mentioned by Gong Lingshan refers to the spider web blood print in Mo Luo's forbidden spell.

The swordsmanship and kung fu are Qinglian Sixteen Cutting Sword Jue and Nine Transformation Flame Jue.

I have to say that this woman's vision is really vicious. Of these three techniques, the last one is also a middle-level mysterious one, and its value is incalculable.

"Luck is also a part of strength. Even the monks at the peak of Yuan Dan will be greedy for the mantle of senior fake alchemy."

On the issue of personal chance, Gong Lingshan did not continue to entangle, raised her head and said seriously: "Brother Ping, when Jin Zhaoheng showed the third step of the sword after the sword repair, Brother Fan reported the news to Lan Yue Zong, Gu Zhenren personally went to Jinrui Island to verify, although it is not clear how to deal with the follow-up, it is clear that Shang Zong is more concerned about people and things that are beyond common sense."

In the cryptic words, she bit the word "beyond common sense" very hard.

Chen Ping's heart was like a mirror, and he immediately understood what Gong Lingshan meant.

The Lanyue Sect has dominated the sea area for thousands of years, and the sect must have inherited the high-level exercises of the mysterious grade.

Therefore, as long as he does not reveal the secret method of the soul, even the Nine Transformations Flame Art will not make Lanyue abandon the face of the previous sect and kill the Chen family at will.

Otherwise, when the lower-level powers get the treasures, they will grab them by force, and the hearts of the people under their rule will soon turn into a mess.

But grasping the scale is extremely important.

In just a few decades, Jin Zhaoheng has cultivated to the state of unity of human and sword, which is beyond common sense.

Lanyue has every reason to doubt whether Jin Zhaoheng has obtained the precious secret treasure of Enlightenment Sword, or whether he is the rumored sword spirit root that appears once in a thousand years.

Leaving aside the fact that the special spirit roots are too illusory, treasures at the level of spirit treasures are already enough to make the Jindan sect tear their skins open and compete with the next sect.

Drawing on Jin Zhaoheng's example, Chen Ping's impression to outside monks was nothing more than a powerful talent for enlightenment.

Therefore, it is not outrageous for him to defeat the middle stage of Yuandan in the early stage of Yuandan.

However, once he defeated the combination of Deng Jiashuang and Leixiu, it would be particularly exaggerated.

Whether the first true biography of Lanyue's past dynasties can achieve this step is still open to debate.

Of course, Chen Ping has many coping strategies.

First of all, in the upcoming battle, he intends to mainly use the puppet master's means.

As we all know, the puppet trail that consumes a lot of resources is a typical example of the weak defeating the strong.

There is a third-tier middle-grade demon-armed demon spider king in the formation, which can more or less dispel some of the doubts.

Second, make friends with Shen Wanwan and seek the protection of the Thousand-Eyed Ancient Toad.

If the fourth-order ancient toad accepts his surrender, many things can be done blatantly.

It's a pity that as a human being in two lifetimes, he seldom deals with high-level monster races, and he only hopes that this is not his wishful thinking.

"Brother Ping, you don't need to worry too much."

Gong Lingshan's eyes flickered, and she said with a sweet smile: "In recent years, the Rift Valley and the Abyss and the defense lines of the two cities have not been stable. into our barren seas."

"What happened to the Rift Valley Abyss?"

Chen Ping pinched the corner of his eyes, and immediately thought of Meng Yan who was possessed by the remnant soul of Jindan.

The turmoil in the abyss couldn't be caused by that guy, right?

"Lingshan doesn't know the specific reason."

Gong Lingshan shook her head and said, "Since Lanyue and Jianding issued a summons to mobilize monks to surrender the Yinling clan, the abyss has not been peaceful."

"According to the news sent back by my sect's disciples, in the past ten years, the number of monks who have fallen into the abyss is more than the sum of the previous 100 years."

"Moreover, three years ago, Gu Zhenren personally issued a decree that all Yuandan cultivators whose forces belong to three or more must send one to assist Lanyue in guarding the abyss of the Rift Valley. The time is tentatively set for [-] years."

"Wu Jizong, Xueao Island, which is located to the east of my Broken Star, sent a Yuandan monk to each of them."

After listening to her, there was still no expression on Chen Ping's face.

Lanyuezong's transfer order has nothing to do with Haichang for the time being.

Unless Chen Xingchao also made a breakthrough, at that time, the Chen family would have to obey Lanyue's orders.

"Lingshan, I would like to trouble you with one thing."

With a movement of Chen Ping's finger, a brand new photo bead floated out.

After activating the Photo Orb, he said a few words quickly, and then sealed it into a breath of mana, and then he continued: "Use this orb as proof to go to Feiyue Island to meet Chen Xingchao, and order him to lead the monks who are above the seventh level of Qi training under his command." , and return to Haichang within ten days."

"understood."

With a wave of her sleeves, Gong Lingshan put away the photo beads without any hesitation, then moved towards the open space in the courtyard, and a cold ice bow appeared.

He lightly jumped onto the ice bow and rose to ten feet. Just when Chen Ping thought she was about to fly away, he heard a hesitant sound transmission.

"Chang Xiyuan, the deputy mountain lord of Lanyue Sect Chuanfa Peak, has come to look for me several times, and he seems to have the intention of becoming a Taoist couple with me."

Then, after a violent tumbling in the space near the ice bow, Qianying disappeared in an instant.

Beside the window, Chen Ping's eyes gradually narrowed into a slit, and from time to time burst out a cold light.

Gong Lingshan is not an easy woman, she is a rose with thorns, if you pick it in the wrong place, it will easily cut your hands.

If this woman is not willing to be completely controlled by him in the future, he will not be merciful.

After standing still for a moment, Chen Ping flew out from the window.

After a few breaths, his figure landed on the wall of Haichang City.

"Who are you, I am not allowed to approach the important gate of Haichang City."

On the inner wall, a 20-year-old on-duty monk yelled at the visitor.

His name is Chen Yao, he is a collateral clan of the Chen family, and it has been two years since he took over the task of guarding the city gate.

He was staring meticulously at the monks lining up below to enter the city, but in the blink of an eye, there was an inexplicably extra person beside him.

Frightened and frightened, Chen Yao dared to ask a question.

"The little guy's vigilance is acceptable."

The brilliance dissipated, Chen Ping turned around and praised lightly.

"Ancestor!"

When Chen Yao saw his appearance clearly, his eyes froze for a moment, and then he saluted deeply, and said politely: "Junior Chen Yao, pay homage to the ancestor."

Chen Ping nodded with a smile. Seeing that the other party was only at the fifth level of Qi training, he casually threw a high-grade magic weapon.

As for this junior who called himself Chen Yao, he had no memory at all.

After the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword was released, he basically didn't pay attention to family affairs.

Not to mention a collateral disciple, even two outstanding juniors with high-grade spiritual roots, he has never summoned alone.

Perhaps when the family has a descendant of the earth spirit root, it will be worthwhile for him to deliberately cultivate one or two.

Taking the magic weapon in a daze, Chen Yao's face was flushed, blood surged up, and his heartbeat was like boiling hot water that had just been boiled, and he was so excited that he was about to overflow.

The monk in green shirt in front of him is half the sky of the family, and he will protect the ancestors of the Chen family for at least 400 years. Maybe his grandson's grandson will die, and the ancestors will still be alive like a rock.

Chen Ping, this simple and common name, has become a legend in the family and even in the nearby sea area.

The eighth level of Qi training defeated the ninth level of Qi training, making his debut in the continuation of the qualifications of the direct lineage, and was regarded by the family as the seed of foundation building.

He who was supposed to be going smoothly, suddenly disobeyed Chen Xingchao and escaped from Haichang, and came back again, unexpectedly becoming a foundation builder.

What followed was a legendary experience.

The ancestors took control of the family power in the early stage of foundation establishment, established the worship hall, and supported many clansmen to successfully establish the foundation.

Even Chen Xingchao, the third elder who was hailed as the next leader at the helm at that time, was willing to bow down.

More than half a year ago, the news that the Seventh Elder resisted the Thunder Tribulation without any injuries, and was easily promoted to the Yuan Dan, quickly spread wildly in the Haichang area.

After Chen Xiangwen, only a few years later, the Chen family once again produced a Yuan Dan Daxiu!
Chen Ping's Yuandan was far more shocking and exciting than Chen Xiangwen's Yuandan.

There is no other reason, Chen Ping is young, so there is no further hope.

Even though the golden elixir is difficult to achieve, the great perfection of the Yuan elixir is not a dream.

You must know that Dzogchen represents the strongest combat power under the golden elixir and fake elixir, and it is not comparable to the early and middle stage monks.

"Thank you for your generosity."

Chen Yao finally came to his senses. Feeling impolite, he knelt down and said respectfully.

"Chen Guanhai is your ancestor?"

Chen Ping used some spiritual power to lift him up, looked at his appearance, and asked casually.

Chen Yao nodded vigorously, and hurriedly replied: "Reporting to the ancestor, he is the grandfather of the younger generation, but he has been dead for a long time."

"If you don't enter the foundation, your lifespan will be limited after all. Boy Yao, you still need to make unremitting efforts to knock on that door before you can truly enter the door of the cultivation world."

With his hands behind his back, Chen Ping said calmly in Gujing.

It was the first time he entered New Moon Valley after taking the soul, and Chen Guanhai and Chen Xun from the Law Enforcement Hall were standing guard at the entrance of the passage.

Regarding the relationship with the ancestors, Chen Guanhai is also Chen Pingyuan's fourteenth uncle.

Right now, both this person and Chen Xun have turned into loess, while Chen Ping is in full bloom, which makes people feel a little embarrassed.

There is never a retreat in the journey of cultivating immortals, and even the true immortals who live in harmony with the heaven and the earth will fall one day.

Under the rule of treating everyone equally, Chen Ping only hoped that he could live longer and be more free.

The freedom of practitioners is not to do whatever they want, but to be able to do whatever they don't want to do.

At present, Chen Ping has achieved the great freedom he pursued in a certain sense.

At least in the Chen family's sea area, he is absolutely free.

Of course, this happiness is not worth mentioning at the level of Lanyuezong, Yuanyan Islands, Fancang Sea Area and even Haoyu Sea.

Any Golden Core cultivator would be able to slap away the fruits of his hard work.

And this newly germinated seed needs him to be careful and protect it with all his strength.

"Juniors must always remember the teachings of the Supreme Elder."

Chen Yao's chest rose and fell, and when he raised his head again, there was no sign of the ancestor beside him.

The blue shadow shuttled back and forth, and in the sky above Haichang City, sixteen purple French flags in front of Chen Ping floated independently.

Chen Xiangwen, Gong Lingshan and others were sent out by him, so naturally he would not be idle.

He is going to set up the Ultimate Thunder Array to cover the entire city.

In addition to Haichangcheng's original phantom light seven-source formation, two third-level formations were activated at the same time. With Deng Fengcheng's courage, he did not dare to enter alone.

Chen Ping's preferred home game is within the six towns outside Haichang City.

If the non-core area is destroyed, it will be destroyed, and it will not cost much to rebuild after the war.

……

In the middle of the night, when mortals began to fall asleep, there was an old man with a square face on the top of a hundreds of feet high mountain in the center of Kongming Island, with his hands behind his back, calmly staring at the sea of ​​colorful clouds under the cliff.

A foot away from him, there was another handsome young man pacing expressionlessly.

The old and the young are the two top monks of Kongming Island, Deng Fengcheng and Deng Shunqi.

Not far behind the two of them, there were three monks who had built a foundation and built a great consummation standing with their hands down, all of them looked extremely respectful.

Looking carefully, the older man and woman among the three seem to be Taoist couples, and they are very close to each other.

What's more, the appearance of the beautiful female cultivator is six points similar to that of Deng Shunqi.

The remaining one is about eight feet tall, with a bunch of purple gold hairpins on his head, dressed in a blue cloak, with a full sky, two sword eyebrows that are not angry and majestic, like a King Kong who has stepped out of a biography.

"Shunqi, did fellow Daoists clearly say that you are here to see me today?"

After a while, Deng Fengcheng looked back and asked indifferently.

"Yes, Uncle Cheng, at that time in Bazhu Island, Pu Liuhuan took the initiative to make an appointment with me."

Deng Shunqi almost blurted out.

"Then wait a minute, fellow Daoists always keep their promises and will not break their promises for no reason."

Deng Fengcheng nodded slightly, the light in his eyes flashed away.

The moment his words fell, he glanced at the rolling sea of ​​clouds as if he had a feeling in his heart, clasped his fists together, and sighed loudly: "Friends of the general Taoism, mourning and change."

"Hey, the Pu family has suffered such a catastrophe, Brother Fengcheng, you must seek justice for Yuan Hao!"

In the boundless clouds and mist, an old but full of mourning voice came, and then, a white-haired old man in a green robe stepped on a giant spiritual shuttle, and slowly landed on the top of the cliff.

"See Senior Pu."

On the side, the three Foundation Establishment Dzogchen monks clearly recognized the identity of the green-robed old man, and bowed respectfully as soon as he flew up to him.

"Liu Huan, don't worry, the Haichang thief killed Chen Huan, and our family will never let him go."

As if thinking of his grandson who died tragically, Deng Fengcheng said in a gloomy tone.

"Father, Yazhu and I are going to dig out that fellow Chen Ping's Yuan Dan with our own hands!"

The older male cultivator roared in a low voice, and said with resentment on his face.

That is to say, with the three elders by his side, he restrained his emotions a bit, otherwise, even the monks of the same clan would have avoided him with that hideous expression that had been on for a month.

"That's right, Chen Huan behaved well outside, but was beaten and killed by a high-ranking monk for no reason. The other party was really cruel and heartless, and he deserved death."

The beautiful female nun opened her round eyes angrily, and said through gritted teeth.

It's no wonder that the two were full of resentment, because the deceased Deng Chenhuan was their only heir.

As Deng Chenhuan's biological parents, Deng Xingyan and Deng Yazhu spent countless precious resources in order to train him.

Although Deng Chenhuan didn't live up to expectations, he was still extremely filial to them.

Since the two ancestors re-selected the new young master, the couple only hope that their son can enjoy the family welfare in peace and without worry.

But this small vision was suddenly shattered.

Not only did the son's bones not remain, but judging from the pictures sent back by Soul Jade, he died in extreme pain. How could the husband and wife bear it? They wished they could teleport to Haichang Island, a hundred thousand miles away, to start a killing spree.

　Thank you God for the reward of ten thousand coins, and thank you for the reward of 1500 points for nothing!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)