Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 378

"Break it for me!"

Chen Ping secretly prayed in his heart. For the first time, it was ridiculous to make a wish to a famous human true immortal in history, hoping that all the great immortals would bless him to succeed in one fell swoop.

But obviously, it was useless to deceive oneself and others. The shield unceremoniously bounced the ore essence back and hit him on the shoulder.

Seeing this, the corner of Chen Ping's mouth twitched, and he shook his head helplessly.

This is one of the results he had expected.

The Taiyiyan Shenfa and the Array Breaking Immortal Thunder method are all fractional layers, and the cost of taking out the next layer is increasing.

However, all the content of the Zixu Immortal Puppet Code is recorded in a jade slip. Even if there is no precious golden-patterned dharma leaf to carry it, it is probably not something that can be exchanged for fifth-order ore.

Sure enough, the facts are in front of you, you may need sixth or seventh-order ore to obtain the Immortal Puppet Code!

"Hopefully it's the sixth order."

The soul returned to the body silently, Chen Ping could only pray again.

The treasures of the sixth and seventh ranks are only a small step away, but they are completely two concepts of one day and one place.

Chen Ping has heard of at least a few kinds of sixth-order ores.

But the seventh-order things, I am afraid that only the ancestors of Huashen can touch them!
Baoshan exudes a seductive brilliance in front of him, but there is nothing he can do about it. Chen Ping has experienced this itchy and painful feeling many times since he owned the golden bead.

"It's good to encourage me to practice like this. As long as the realm is high, I don't have to worry about not being able to find high-grade ores."

After some thought, Chen Ping regained his peace of mind.

For the next year, he stayed in the cave and practiced secret techniques without taking a single step.

During this period, he took advantage of the time difference between the golden beads and the outside world, and has been comprehending the Yanfeng Ice Presentation Technique and the Phoenix Cry Qingming Technique.

However, the advancement of spells is not just gesturing in the sea of ​​knowledge.

Not only must it cooperate with the body's meridian circulation and run thousands of times, but it must also release spells over and over again in accordance with the formulas, so as to reach the peak of the mind and thoughts.

Therefore, on the way of assisting in the cultivation of the Dharma, the effect of the golden beads is not as heaven-defying as imagined.

After continuous meditation, the two techniques are promoted to the entry level, and there is still a long distance from the small achievement level.

Chen Ping was extremely satisfied with this.

If there is no golden bead, this time will at least double.

After all, the Yanfeng Ice Presentation Technique and the Phoenix Cry Qingming Technique are all real high-level profound-grade spells, which are extremely obscure and difficult to understand.

If it were any other genius in surgery, he would definitely spend no less energy than him.

Pushing open the stone gate, the storage ring in Chen Ping's hand lit up, and a corpse of a monster several feet high appeared in the middle of the huge mountain.

It was the weeping blood butterfly that Tong Huyun carefully raised.

Originally, he planned to integrate the fierce butterfly and the spider king puppet, but after thinking about it carefully, he immediately gave up.

Because the tyranny of the spider king puppet does not lie in how powerful its body is, but the power of its magic arm.

If you sew the fierce butterfly in, it won't add much supernatural power, so it's better to separate it out and let yourself have an extra third-order puppet.

What's more, the speed of the fierce butterfly is still higher than that of the spider king, so it can be regarded as a flying mount.

Lie on top of the demon corpse, and studied for a long time, Chen Ping made a preliminary plan for making puppet.

After clicking dozens of times on the storage ring, a large pile of puppet-making materials flew out in front of him.

Chen Ping immediately put away his extra thoughts and focused on beating.

……

Sixteen days later, at midnight, the moonlight was clear.

A figure stood far away on the top of the mountain, and beside him was a silent shadow of blood.

Even in the pitch-black environment, the surrounding body appears dark red.

This big guy is the masterpiece of Chen Ping's hard work for half a month.

Since the body of the Weeping Blood Butterfly was intact, the puppet almost retained its original appearance.

If it wasn't for the lack of breath, in the eyes of other monks, this is a living butterfly king.

In addition, the rank of the Weeping Blood Butterfly has just stepped into the third rank, a rank lower than the Spider King.

Because this butterfly is only at the beginning of the third stage, after being made into a puppet, the realm has not fallen, which is already the best result.

Chen Ping scanned it and patted its big head hard, and then saw a layer of blood-gray powder falling off, "Zi Zi Zi", the poisonous gas swarmed, burning the grass in a radius of half a mile to burnt yellow.

This is the toxin attack of the fierce butterfly, and the monks who established the foundation will die if they touch it. Of course, it will not hurt the monks Yuandan in the slightest.

Fierce Butterfly had comprehended innate supernatural powers during his lifetime, but unfortunately, limited by the level of puppet art, he could not let the puppet inherit it.

To Chen Ping, this puppet is really tasteless.

To command it to attack, every time it needs to absorb all the spiritual energy in a high-grade spirit stone, what's more embarrassing is that the power of each blow is not as expected.

It is only equal to the weakest Yuan Dan, and if you have to compare it specifically, it is about the same as Chen Xiangwen before he mastered the Dao Qi.

However, if you do a careful calculation, Chen Ping is actually not at a loss.

Butterfly King's body, plus various auxiliary materials, cost about 60 yuan.

High-level puppets have always been one of the favorite purchases of large foundation-building families. In the auction house, it is not a problem for a low-level third-level flying puppet to sell for 90 to [-] yuan.

Of course, Chen Ping has beheaded several Yuandan monks one after another in recent years. He is rich and powerful. He has 500 million salable properties, and there is no shortage of spirit stones for the time being.

"I don't know what the limit flying speed of this demon is."

Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat, and he jumped onto the puppet.

On its back, a double armchair made of second-grade fox fur was installed, allowing him to lie on it comfortably.

Under the urging of divine consciousness, the Butterfly King flapped his wings and turned into a stream of blood and charged into the sky.

"call"

"call"

The wind whistled in the ear, and the more it went up, the more dense it became, and even under the constant rotation, a huge white wind circle was formed, completely submerging the puppet in it.

However, Chen Ping was completely indifferent to this strong wind that could injure a Foundation Establishment cultivator with just one strike.

After all, he is a physical cultivator in the mid-Yuan Dan period, and the wind strength of the Dual Yuan Chongtian is just scratching his itches.

After more than a dozen breaths, the Butterfly King puppet stopped at a height of nine thousand feet.

If it continues to ascend into the sky, it will belong to the scope of the Three Yuan Chongtian.

Chen Ping didn't dare to go up to the Sanyuan Chongtian, because the area was so dangerous that even Jindan cultivators dared not say it was safe if they broke into it.

After testing, the speed of the Butterfly King is indeed several chips faster than that of the Spider King.

Chen Ping could barely accept the cost of consuming one high-grade spirit stone every [-] miles traveled.

At this time, a cloud of cold moonlight penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the puppet.

Looking up at the bright moon, Chen Ping suddenly remembered an anecdote.

Although the star seems to be close in front of the eyes, in fact it hangs high in the depths of the quaternary sky.

The sun and the moon are just names for mortals and low-level monks.

Yuexianchen and Yangxianchen are the orthodox titles handed down from ancient times.

It is said that the two stars rotate alternately to make the cultivation world divided into black day and white night.

He once read a record that the range of the two stars is extremely wide, as huge as the same piece of land that can accommodate trillions of living beings.

There are endless high-level treasures hidden in the celestial body. Occasionally, there are cultivators who transform into gods, haunting the two stars to collect secret treasures.

It was even rumored that the extraterrestrial ore that smashed to death a certain Nascent Soul cultivator was a "hidden weapon" that contained immense power and was chipped by an existence of the transformation god level in a fight in Xianchen.

Chen Ping has always held a dubious attitude towards this unreasonable secret.

But for high-grade ore, Yuexianchen and Rixianchen will probably make a trip in the future.

"Hey, I seem to be thinking a little too far."

Chen Ping couldn't help turning his mouth slightly, and laughed a few times in self-deprecating manner.

He often regards low-ranking monks as ants, but in front of the mighty power of the Four Elements, is he not an ant?

After admonishing himself from the bottom of his heart, Chen Ping drove the Butterfly King back to Hongshan Island.

This time, he only stayed for a short day.

Looking at the gray conch in his hand, Chen Ping sighed lightly, and stuffed it into the storage ring.

Just now, he used his spiritual sense to attack the restriction, but apart from suffering backlash, the sea screw showed no sign of opening.

Therefore, Chen Ping clearly understood that this conch must be a treasure of Jindan or even Nascent Soul level.

With his current strength of mind and soul, it is beyond his power.

After destroying everything in the cave, Chen paralleled to Haiya, released a large spirit boat and set off again.

The next destination, Shuangcheng sea area.

He was previously promoted to the middle stage of Yuandan, and the fine cultivation pills he had collected on him had been exhausted.

Only relying on Kutong Tianlian and Erdaowen pills, it is estimated that it will take 40 years to make a breakthrough.

Chen Ping did not want to waste his precious time.

Consuming a huge amount of resources to improve his cultivation was the most suitable shortcut for him.

And Shuangcheng, as the area with the highest cultivation level in the Yuanyan Islands, should be able to find traces of the Sidaowen pill.

……

After leaving Hongshan Island, Chen Ping traveled for more than ten days and landed on Xikou Island, which is [-] miles away.

Thousands of sails race across the huge ferry, monks come and go, it is very lively.

The one guarding the ferry and maintaining discipline was actually a monk from the early Yuan Dan period.

Chen Ping operated the Ziwei breath holding technique, suppressed his cultivation at the late stage of foundation establishment, and paid the entrance fee of [-] spirit stones, and then passed the inspection smoothly.

Driving the unremarkable light, he slowly mixed among a group of foundation-builder monks, and flew towards the giant city in the center of the island.

Xikou Island, where he was standing, could be said to be a third-class island with a reputation.

In other words, the Xiuxian family that runs the island, the Zhou family, is the main cause of Xikou Island's fame.

A school of five Yuandan monks, the chief Taishang elder Zhou Qianhong is even a fake alchemy master!
Even among the dozens of Yuan Dan forces in Lanyue West, the Zhou family is one or two.

After learning about the strength of the Zhou family, Chen Ping restrained himself a bit, and acted very cautiously.

Who let him know the strength of the fake Dan monk?
Even the weakest fake elixir obtained by refining the fourth-order demon elixir from the blood of the sky demon possesses [-]% of the supernatural powers of a monk in the early stage of golden elixir.

And the monks who use the demon pills of the blood of holy demons and real demons to obtain fake pills can completely compete with the real golden pills.

Chen Ping didn't know what level of demon pill Zhou Qianhong used, but this person was definitely a big monk he couldn't afford to provoke.

What's more, that week Qianhong majored in wind attribute exercises.

Once a fight broke out, he might not even be able to escape.

The reason why Chen Ping landed on Xikou Island was to go to the cultivation world of Shuangcheng.

For ordinary monks to go to Shuangcheng, there are roughly three feasible methods.

First, control the spirit boat and spirit ship, and single-handedly cross the ocean.

This way is extremely dangerous.

The cultivation world in Shuangcheng is not dominated by the human race.

Under the deterrence of the Heavenly Beast Mountain Range, monster beasts are raging and poisonous, and there are countless second- and third-tier monster kings that are rare in the inner sea.

If Chen Ping was surrounded by hundreds of Tier [-] monsters, Chen Ping would be on the spot.

Moreover, the evil cultivators in the Shuangcheng area are far more rampant than those in the Inner Sea.

The powerful evil cultivator with a great reputation even dared to hijack the merchant ships of Lanyuezong, let alone a ship controlled by one person, it was no different from a fat sheep.

The second method, through the teleportation array, arrives in an instant.

The teleportation array is a magical space conversion array, the cost is extremely high, and the starting point is level four.

But the fourth-level teleportation array can only teleport tens of thousands of miles.

If you want to travel hundreds of thousands of miles in one breath, you need to build a long-distance teleportation array.

In the entire moon-lanning sea area, only a five-level long-distance teleportation array is arranged on Lanyue Island.

The original intention of building this formation was nothing more than to facilitate the inner sea monks to rush to the two cities connected by the formation for support when the situation suddenly changed.

However, the cost of activating the fifth-level teleportation array is extremely high, and one top-quality spirit stone needs to be inlaid each time.

With such a high price, even the Jindan of Lanyue Benzong would rather spend more time on the road.

Historically, this formation has not been opened many times.

Chen Ping is not a monk of the Lanyue Sect, so he not only has to pay for a top-quality spirit stone, but also has to pay a usage fee of 50 after his identity is verified.

Not to mention that he doesn't have top-grade spirit stones, even if he did, he wouldn't be taken advantage of.

The third method is to choose a large-scale faction that has opened up a two-city route, and take the spirit ship.

This path is the choice of most monks.

The monks sailed in a group, which was undoubtedly much stronger in terms of safety.

Xikou Island is 13 miles away from Shuangcheng by sea, and the Zhou family opened a fixed route hundreds of years ago.

Due to the stops at the major islands along the way, it usually takes a season to finally arrive in Shuangcheng.

Chen Ping just learned about it at the ferry. This boat trip is only made once a year, and the next boat trip will be after March.

After thinking about it, he didn't bother to go to other big islands to cast a net to try his luck.

Anyway, the waiting time of several months is not too long.

He decided to settle down in Xikou City first, and then go to Fangshi for a stroll.

Zhoujiafang City is a mid-level city with a lot of people, so you might meet some interesting treasures.

……

"This fellow daoist has a very unfamiliar face. Is this the first time you've come to our Xikou Island?"

When Chen Ping stepped on the light and flew towards Xikou City with a satisfied face, a cloud behind suddenly rushed towards him, and then, a gentle voice sounded in his ear.

"This is indeed the first time I have come to Guidao."

Chen Ping pretended to be stunned, then cupped his hands casually.

I saw a middle-aged male cultivator in his forties standing on the cloud artifact, with delicate skin, fat ears, and a pampered look.

This person approached him intentionally, and the fact that he opened his mouth showed his identity as a local snake, and he must have some kind of purpose.

But Chen Ping didn't have any waves in his heart. He was just a monk who had built a great foundation, and he could be destroyed with a backhand, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

(End of this chapter)