Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 348

"This is Fuge Mountain, my family's forbidden area."

After collecting the array flag, Chen Ping pointed at the green mountain peak in the distance, and introduced it politely.

Hearing this, Gong Lingshan and Fan Yiqiao, who had already visited, did not respond, but "Yang Fanying" frowned, and said: "Brother Chen's practice site is too shabby, and the natural aura here is not as good as it is." Baju Island of the League."

"A mere second-order spiritual vein can give birth to a monk with such great supernatural powers as fellow Taoist Chen Ping. This old man feels ashamed."

What Di Yaoxian said was very cryptic, but obviously he was very dismissive of the environment of Fuge Mountain.

"This family is a newly promoted Yuan Dan force, so it cannot be compared with the Cangji sect of Fellow Daoist Di."

While inviting everyone into the mountain, Chen Ping said with a smile: "This is the inheritance left by our ancestors. Mr. Chen practiced here when he was born. Compared with the situation of casual cultivators, it is always more than a star and a half stronger."

"Fellow Daoist Chen Ping has a great talent and strategy, and he can be called the head of the family's resurgence. In the future, the two islands of Gujiao and Kongming will be connected in a line. It is just around the corner that the Chen family will replace the Deng family to dominate one side."

Immortal Di Yao rolled her eyes slightly, stroked her long beard and said, "Liu Lihai is the neighbor of Kongming Island, I have a shameless face, and I need fellow Daoist Chen Ping to support me in the future."

He took it for granted that the purpose of Chen Ping's monk war was probably to plot against the two third-level islands occupied by the Deng and Pu clans.

"Fellow Daoist Di, it's better to support each other. My Chen family is not familiar with the place, so maybe I need to rely on the noble family to take care of that huge sea."

Glancing at Di Yaoxian, Chen Ping replied calmly.

"This person's ambition is not small!"

Di Yaoxian was startled suddenly, a wry smile appeared on his face and said: "However, I don't have many years, otherwise I would like to help fellow Taoist."

"Furthermore, the Glazed Sea is now full of turmoil, and the old man is too busy to take care of himself, and there is not enough energy left."

"Fellow Daoist Di is in control of the Nine Suns Real Fire Comb, and a Yuan Dan Dzogchen cultivator with magical powers is like an ordinary one. How can the situation in the Liulihai Sea make Fellow Daoist Di feel troublesome?"

Fan Yiqiao, who was listening on the side, interrupted suddenly.

"Fan Daoyou doesn't feel pain in his back while standing up and talking. This old man's suffering is really difficult to solve, because Liulihai is not currently the only one in our Cangji Sect family."

Di Yaoxian gave a dry laugh, as if he didn't want to mention the secrets, he took the initiative to change the topic: "When will Fellow Daoist Chen Ping plan to send troops to Kongming Island?"

"No hurry, Mr. Chen plans to recuperate for a month to recover."

Chen Ping shook his head, and said calmly: "Even if I leave immediately, it will be too late."

"Dozens of masters from the Deng and Pu clans fell at one time. Once the soul lamps and soul cards are broken, the elders and deacons who stayed behind will definitely dismiss their personnel and flee. There is a high probability that we will only get two empty islands."

And after a while, he will abide by the Houyi contract and cooperate with the Broken Star Gate to destroy the Nixing Sect, and completely kill Jin Zhaoheng, the sword cultivator who has been thinking about him for decades.

Of course, it is not convenient to mention the conspiracy between the two parties with Di Yaoxian.

"It's a pity that Haichang is too far away from Kongming Island. The Lingtian, Medicine Garden, and Treasure House may have been emptied by the remnants. Even if they can't take them away, they will be destroyed on the spot. Otherwise, they can gain a huge amount of resources. "

Gong Lingshan rolled her beautiful eyes a few times, and her eyes were full of regret.

"Within a radius of [-] li from this island, there are several small Yuan Dan forces entrenched. I am worried that if you arrive late, others will pick the fruit."

After pondering for a while, Di Yaoxian said leisurely.

Chen Ping waved his hands, with a confident look on his face: "It's okay, whoever dares to take food from Chen's mouth must be prepared to ruin his family."

"It's the old man who is worrying about the country."

Di Yaoxian's heart trembled, and he secretly blamed himself for his presumptuous words.

Even Mu Shisheng and Deng Fengcheng have been cleaned up in front of him, and those few forces who have an average of only one monk in the early and middle stages of Yuandan are tied together, which is not enough to kill him.

The only worry is that the frequent killings may attract the attention of Lan Yuezong.

The few people chatted without saying a word, and their steps never slowed down. After a while, they reached the top of the mountain.

Stopping beside the cedar tree, Chen Ping swung a few swords casually and opened up a gazebo for several people to settle down.

"The conditions are relatively difficult, I hope fellow Taoists don't blame them."

Chen Ping cupped his hands, preaching lightly.

The four of them took their seats indifferently, and no one expressed dissatisfaction.

"hey-hey."

The corners of Chen Ping's mouth were slightly pursed, and he looked away at a few people with a half-smile.

These guys are all waiting for the treasure, and they must be arranged in the hut, and no one is willing to leave.

Chen Ping coughed lightly, and after arranging several restraints around the small pavilion, he touched his arms, took out several rings of different colors, and put them gently on the stone table.

"Storage rings of Mushisheng and others!"

Gong Lingshan raised her eyebrows, and following her words, the breathing of the rest of them also became rapid.

Although the trophies of the younger generations were dazzling, but in terms of quality, everyone here looked down on them without exception.

But the collection of monks of the same rank is another concept.

Especially the heads of clans like Deng Fengcheng and Pu Liuhuan must have far more resources than ordinary Yuan Dan.

"Next, everyone will work together to break the restrictions inside, and then discuss the distribution of treasures."

Chen Ping pointed to the five storage rings shining on the table, and said slowly.

When everyone heard this, their spirits lifted immediately, and they were all surprised. They obviously didn't expect Chen Ping to be so generous and happy.

"let's start!"

Chen Ping's expression remained unchanged, he picked up Deng Fengcheng's purple storage ring, and threw it in the air, mana power and consciousness surged up together, eroding the original owner's mark little by little.

In large-scale battles, the most taboo thing is to eat alone.

Even if it is true that Chen Ping has made the most contributions, it is not suitable for him to take all his belongings, unless he intends to kill the chicken and take the eggs for that one-time transaction.

The two "Yang Fanying", Di Yaoxian and Yuandan of the Broken Star Gate also contributed a lot. If it weren't for them, Chen Ping would probably have fled at the moment of Wood and Stone Saint's sneak attack.

He has always had a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, and he can't just watch a few people busying themselves in vain.

"It's okay, I can't suffer."

Chen Ping calmly comforted himself, the four fallen Yuan Dan actually contributed seven storage rings, but he secretly withheld two.

Speaking of which, even if you say it blatantly, no one would dare to complain.

……

After three days and three nights of non-stop sacrifices, several people finally got rid of the imprints of several storage rings.

"I don't know which predecessor designed this treasure of storage in ancient times. It is really difficult to crack it from the outside."

Chen Ping opened his eyes tiredly, then stood up and stretched his muscles and bones.

As early as half a day ago, he had dispelled Deng Fengcheng's restriction, but he pretended to be in sync with everyone in order to prevent the abnormality of his spirit from being exposed.

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