Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 346 The Throwing Treasure (3.4k)

A few days passed in the Jinzhu space, and only a quarter of an hour passed outside.

At this point of time, even if the healing effect of the emerald ground is not inferior to the secret treasures of the sixth and seventh ranks, it is impossible to restore his soul to its peak.

Although Chen Ping really wanted to recover and come out again, Chen Xiangwen was obviously not qualified to deal with Di Yaoxian and others. The spoils of Yidao were there, and things would change later.

Swimming on the surface of the sea, Chen Ping changed into a brand new Taoist robe. At the same time, his hands and face became extremely bright red. In a blink of an eye, it was as bright as dye, and slowly faded away, maintaining a normal ruddy complexion.

In this way, it will be difficult for others to find out from the outside that he is actually in poor condition.

"Why isn't it over yet?"

As soon as he flew back to Haichang Island, Chen Ping couldn't help showing a puzzled expression.

In the sky, although the fat and thin Dao corpses were besieged by several Yuandans and lost their ferociousness at the beginning, they were still vigorous and vigorous, showing no sign of defeat at all.

Di Yaoxian, "Yang Fanying" and Chen Xiangwen used all their means together, and they used all their strength in every blow.

Gong Lingshan and Fan Yiqiao hid in a relatively safe position, and took the time to shoot a few ice arrows to restrict the movement of the corpse. It seemed to be of great effect, but in fact it was very perfunctory.

With a sneer, Chen Ping didn't understand the little tricks of the Broken Star Sect. He just wanted to delay the time so that the sect's juniors could gain more military exploits.

"Chen has lived up to his trust, and Pu Liuhuan's soul has returned to bliss."

The five of them were startled when a familiar voice sounded in their ears, but after hearing the content of the sound transmission clearly, they cheered up.

The four hostile Yuan Dans were all put to death, which meant that the several forces had no worries for the time being.

This is a great joy!

"Brother Chen, don't get me wrong. After digesting Deng Fengcheng's blood essence and soul, the beetles will automatically fall into a dormant state. There is nothing to be afraid of if the Taoist corpse has nothing to control. There is no need to fight with them now."

Seeing those eyes staring at him persistently, Fan Yiqiao felt a chill in his heart, and hurriedly shouted.

"Thank you for your hard work. I will go to the battlefield below to clean up the mess and minimize casualties."

Chen Ping's expression softened a little. He naturally understood the characteristics of the Shuohun beetle, but it couldn't get rid of Fan Yiqiao's little thought of not working hard.

But since he explained everything, Chen Ping couldn't reach out and hit him in the face.

The two parties have just completed a cooperative cooperation that is fairly concerted, and there is no need to hurt their feelings over a trivial matter.

Unleashing his spiritual sense, Chen Ping drove the sword lotus to escape the light, and flew at low altitude, looking for the place of fighting skills on the island.

He is not a person who follows the rules. Every time he finds monks from the Deng and Pu clans, no matter whether they are practicing Qi or building foundations, their sword lights will shoot out in all directions, and groups of figures will fall down.

With less time for a meal, Chen Pinghu intervened in the circle of sheep, basically there were not many living enemies left.

Among them, a small number of those who cried bitterly and were weak and begged for mercy were not moved by him at all.

Unlike Zongmen wars, clan wars since ancient times have rarely accepted the surrender of the defeated monks.

As the saying goes, blood is connected, and memories produced by the same blood are too terrifying.

And this "memory" refers to cohesion, a sense of belonging, and a sense of isolation from outsiders.

The Pu family and the Deng family have been inherited for 2000 years, and the blood memory is deeply ingrained. Chen Ping asked himself that he didn't have the ability, let alone the time to reverse it and change it.

Coveting ready-made master slaves and planting future troubles for the family is really not worth the candle.

Cut the weeds and roots, simple and simple.

Unknowingly, Chen Ping walked around to the ferry, and saw three Jian Ji and more than twenty Qi practitioners driving the Xianliu, sailing towards the sea in a panic.

"Leave me!"

Chen Ping's face sank, he raised the spider king puppet and threw it, and with a loud "boom", he pressed the spirit ship into the water, breaking open a mushroom cloud-shaped wave.

Then, with a swing of his arm, he flicked the Chunyang sword lightly, and dozens of cyan sword qi shot out in a flash, piercing through the bodies of those monks in an instant.

The puppet floated out of the sea with the spirit ship on its back. The deck was already littered with corpses, and fragments of magic weapons and spirit weapons were scattered everywhere.

A complete small spirit ship!

Chen Ping pursed his lips happily, flew down regardless of his identity, bent down and touched the corpses one by one.

After confiscating all the trophies, a blue flame dotted the body into fly ash, and flew into the sea with the wind.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In the air, two Taoist corpses, one fat and one thin, fell to the mud and sank into a small pit.

The two purple-red Shuohun beetles clasped the nose of the corpse tightly, hooking and stretching their tentacles vainly, as if they were drunk.

After only one breath, the beetle fell off its back and fell into a deep sleep.

Of course, it is impossible for a normal Shuohun beetle to talk about Shen Mian.

But these two worm monsters are the "key" to control the Taoist corpse, and they were cultivated by monks in a special way since childhood.

Seeking essence and blood to live, and sleeping without essence and blood, the end is incomparably miraculous.

"Huh" "Huh" several figures descended, surrounding the two Taoist corpses tightly.

It was Di Yaoxian, "Yang Fanying", Chen Xiangwen, Gong Lingshan, and Fan Yiqiao.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn and abnormal.

Everyone has seen the power of the Taoist Corpse with their own eyes. As long as they are fed with enough blood essence, it is equivalent to the combat power of two Yuandans in the late stage. ?
Seeing this scene, Chen Ping couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Why do you guys have to be like this? We just worked together to wipe out the powerful enemy, so we're going to turn our heads against each other?"

As he approached step by step, he suddenly said lightly.

Di Yaoxian, Fan Yiqiao and the others changed their expressions and moved their steps tacitly.

"You are all benefactors of my Chen family on Haichang Island. The important distribution of benefits will be discussed later. The tense posture of everyone has made the juniors laugh."

Chen Xiangwen cupped his hands and said sincerely to everyone.

"It's the old man's photoshoot."

Immortal Di Yao narrowed his gaze, and said apologetically, "Chen Daoyou, let's talk about the war first, I'm not in a hurry."

"Fan has no objections either."

Fan Yiqiao forcefully forced a smile on his face, and agreed wholeheartedly.

"Brother Ping!"

Gong Lingshan's fragrant lips parted, she took Chen Ping's arm, and said very affectionately: "Is everything resolved?"

"Well, at most a few small fish and shrimp were missed."

Chen Ping didn't stop the girl from showing his favor, and said with a smile: "I would also like to thank you for your help."

"Thanks to brother Ping showing his might in this battle, otherwise Lingshan and the others might not survive to the end."

Gong Lingshan raised her beautiful eyes lightly and said gratefully.

Fan Yiqiao, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and was instantly furious.

As the patriarch of the Broken Star Sect, Gong Lingshan is immersed in the love between men and women, especially at this critical moment of scrambling for benefits. Does it mean that she wants to stay in the Chen family and be the hostess?
Soon, a bitterness rose in his heart.

Chen Ping killed the other four Yuandan Daxiu almost by himself, and his strength was even more exaggerated than that of ordinary Dzogchen monks.

After more than a hundred years, when he cultivated to the peak of his realm, wouldn't he immediately become No. 1 under the golden elixir and the fake elixir?
Following him is indeed much better than guarding the Broken Star Gate as the sun sets.

A few thoughts suddenly turned, but Fan Yiqiao thought clearly.

If Gong Lingshan can really win Chen Ping's favor and gain a firm foothold in the Chen family, it may be a brighter path for the Broken Star Sect.

"Please, Fellow Daoist Di, Fellow Daoist Fan, Uncle Wen, and Lingshan search the entire island carefully, find out the enemy cultivators hiding in hidden terrain such as woods and valleys, and inform the monks participating in the battle of our family. Gather outside the walls."

Chen Ping clasped his fists in a casual tone and said, actually ordered a few people.

"Leader Yang, please stay."

After a pause, he continued to add.

At this meeting, all the cultivators knew that Chen Ping was deliberately dismissing them, and had an important matter to discuss with Yang Fanying.

However, the cultivation world always respects strength, and no one dares to easily oppose what Chen Ping said now.

When everyone was far away, Chen Ping laid down a sound-proof circle, and said with a smile: "This time, you can defeat the enemy, and Daoist Vine owes a lot to you."

"Hey, my Vine Clan of the Vault of Heaven keeps my promises and never changes my mind. It's very different from the scheming human race."

"Yang Fanying" twisted her neck and said nothing to Chen Ping.

"Fellow Daoist Teng, don't generalize, Mr. Chen is an upright person who keeps his word."

With a few dry laughs, Chen Ping took out a jade box from his pocket and handed it over, saying: "The century-old round leaves of the fourth rank, this is the reward promised to Fellow Daoist Teng before."

"For you to keep your word, let Bento see the quantity... Eh, 34 pieces?"

After receiving the jade box, Tianqiongteng opened it uncontrollably, and there was a hint of excitement in the originally lukewarm tone.

This person actually gave him a few extra slices, which was really a surprise.

"A few extra slices will be regarded as the sincerity of the next cooperation with fellow Taoist Fuji."

Chen Ping clasped his fists in a serious manner, and said gently.

So far, he has decided to give up his plan to kill the donkey.

For one thing, the origin of the Tianqiong Vine Clan is unknown, and Chen Ping can't estimate its strength, but it can be seen that it can fight the Taoist corpse regardless of the outcome, at least it will not be weaker than Immortal Di Yao.

On the premise that he was not sure about killing this vine, he didn't want to raise an enemy out of thin air.

Second, the Sky Vine did not backtrack this time, which left a good impression on Chen Ping.

Many friends, many roads, all enemies in the world are destined not to climb high.

"Next time."

Sky Vine put its hands behind its back, and said expressionlessly: "Chen Daoyou, don't forget, I need to provide Ben Teng with two fourth-order spirit trees within 50 years."

"must."

Chen Ping nodded, changed the topic, and said curiously: "Fellow Daoist Di is dragged down by the sect, so he probably wouldn't take a huge risk to intervene in the war. How did you invite him?"

"Yang's daughter is old man Di's closed disciple. If he doesn't help me, who else will he help?"

Sky Vine frowned, and said angrily.

"I want to hear the truth."

Holding two hundred-year-old round leaves, Chen Ping said flatly.

"Old man Di is going to sit down soon. I happen to have a treasure that can increase my lifespan by 20 years. Of course, that old guy can't stand the temptation."

Staring straight at Yuanye, the sky vine moved its lips and said, "You have to pay me for the treasure I lost."

"a piece of cake."

Flying two round leaves over, Chen Ping tentatively asked: "Excuse me, what is it that can increase lifespan by 20 years?"

Only a century-old oasis heart leaf can add three years of life.

The treasure that directly adds 20 years of longevity is enough to equal the effect of a fourth-grade longevity pill.

For such rare items, if possible, Chen Ping also intends to exchange one or two copies to keep on his body for safety.

"You really want to know?"

Tianqiongteng stared at Chen Ping, with a sarcastic sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Friend Daoist Fuji, please tell me."

Chen Ping faintly felt that something was wrong, and a bit of weird emotion lingered in his heart.

"Hey, didn't you throw that thing into the sea?"

The sky vine pointed at the beach and laughed heartily.

"..."

Chen Ping's face darkened. It turns out that vine seeds have the magical effect of increasing lifespan by a large amount. God damn it, why didn't you tell him earlier.

"Don't look at me like that, Bento Toshimoto has a long history, and I didn't have a deep concept of these before."

Shrugging his shoulders, the sky vine said innocently, but before he could finish his words, a cyan gleam appeared on the soles of his feet inexplicably.

"Troublesome Taoist vine and me to bring back the spirit seed from the sea."

Chen Ping smiled maliciously, and then pulled "Yang Fanying" into the sky together.

　In the past few days, I will make up the number of words for leave, and post a little more every day, otherwise I am sorry for everyone's support????
　　
　
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