Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 388 The Glorious Chen Ping

It turned out to be this person!
Hearing the name Wu Feihe reported at first, Chen Ping's eyes narrowed, and a storm arose in his heart.

Feiyaling turned out to be the mortal enemy of the Deng family.

Deng Fengcheng also slaughtered two Yuan Dan Daxiu from this mountain.

Back then, with the help of Lan Yuezong's Nine Yin Heart-Cultivating Centipede, the Deng family even conquered Feiya Ridge.

It's a pity that it failed in the end.

There are many reasons for this.

In addition to the fact that Fei Ya Ridge is guarded by a level [-] formation, its owner, Dou Hanhai, is a half-step Golden Elixir of Ice Spirit Root, with extremely strong supernatural powers, and he is not afraid of the Nine Yin Centipede at all.

Chen Ping originally planned to find a chance to take down Dou Hanhai and force him to learn the ice attribute kung fu after reaching the peak of Yuan Dan, and hand it over to Jiang Peiling to re-skill.

Unexpectedly, the source of blessings of others is profound, and one step has stepped into the realm of golden elixir.

If Xiong Dingtian's words are true, his plan is undoubtedly completely ruined.

Even if a golden core monk with a mutated spiritual root has just broken the rank, his strength is extraordinary.

He was afraid that he would not be able to catch a move he made casually.

"Pavilion Master Wu, may I ask how Fellow Daoist Xiong knew, and why Lanyue Pavilion didn't receive any news?"

After Zhou Wuchun muttered a few words, it was difficult to hide the suspicious look on his face.

"It is said that it has been less than three months since Senior Dou's breakthrough, and the information about this sect has not been collected yet."

After a pause, Wu Feihe said calmly: "As for how Xiong Dingtian found out in advance, and whether his statement is true, this pavilion master cannot guarantee it. Everything should be based on the information of Lanyue Pavilion."

Hearing this, Zhou Wuchun's expression did not relax in the slightest.

After all, Xiong Dingtian is also a person with reputation, and he will never aim at the target indiscriminately.

Dou Hanhai, the master of Feiya Ridge, has just condensed his golden core, and it will take at least one or two years to retreat and consolidate his realm.

During this period of time, it is likely that this person will not be seen making trouble.

Even where he retreats is an extremely confidential matter.

But looking at it from a long-term perspective, there were originally three golden elixir cultivators in the sea area of ​​Shuangcheng.

Now that there is another new one, the momentum of evil cultivators will definitely increase.

Different from the walls between the sects, the evil cultivators camp is relatively united, and they often go out to sea to plunder together.

In the near future, the level of activity of evil cultivators will be far higher than usual, and the route between the two cities of the entire Yuanyan Islands will be much more dangerous.

If Zhou Wuchun could figure it out, Chen Ping naturally thought about it.

You can change to a few more spirit ships, and the result will be the same, and you should bear a lot of risks.

What's more, as long as the golden core evil cultivator does not show up in person, or encounters a fake alchemy cultivator who is good at evasion, and barely escapes, he is still very sure.

"The two friends are too worried."

Wu Feihe brushed her hair, and said with relief: "We have two spirit ships and four Yuandan monks. This power is formidable no matter where it is placed. Among the evil cultivators in Shuangcheng, it can eat us all in one bite. There are very few of them.”

"Pavilion Master Wu is right."

Chen Ping nodded slightly, clasped his fists at the two of them respectively and said, "Ms. Ye is going back to the box on the fourth floor first. If something happens, Mrs. Ye will never stand idly by!"

"You Daoist Ye should live on the top floor. A third-level spirit gathering array is arranged in this area, and the cultivation environment is no less than a third-level spirit vein."

Zhou Wuchun's expression changed, and he warmly invited.

"If I disappear, the group of juniors who teamed up with me will be panicked."

He said something jokingly, and then, Chen Ping changed the subject and said to Zhou Wuchun: "Friend Zhou, you seem to know the origin of Han Wanshuang?"

"Han girl?"

Zhou Wuchun was slightly taken aback, and responded: "There is nothing to hide about her background, and the upper echelons of Xikou City basically know it."

"Han girl is not a monk in my Xikou sea area, she has been practicing with her brother in Fuyou City before."

"Who is Han Wanshuang's elder brother?"

Walking to the door, Chen Ping stopped and asked the truth.

"Fellow Daoist Han Ye Lin Han."

A strange color flashed quickly in Zhou Wuchun's eyes, and he chuckled softly: "Although Fellow Daoist Han is a casual cultivator in the early Yuan Dan period, he is also the Taoist companion of the pretty woman, cough cough, to be precise, he is a Taoist companion. One, if you don’t need Daoyou Ye, you’d better sell the cold girl to save face.”

"Pretty lady?"

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows. He had searched Deng Shunqi's memory for general information about this person.

Pretty lady, obviously not the name of a serious person, but the nickname of a nun.

This woman is one of the five fake elixir cultivators in Fuyou City. She is high and powerful, and her magical powers are only weaker than the few golden elixir ancestors in the city.

The introduction to Han Yelin just now was purely Zhou Wuchun's polite words.

To put it bluntly, this male cultivator surnamed Han is probably the guest of the pretty lady, but to put it bluntly, he is just the favored face.

In this regard, Chen Ping did not have any emotional fluctuations.

As long as a strong male cultivator is willing, it is easy to accept a few concubines. Conversely, it seems that there is nothing strange about a powerful female cultivator marrying a group of male concubines.

In the cultivation world, such situations are indeed too common.

"It seems that we can find an opportunity to communicate frankly with Han Wanshuang."

Chen Ping secretly sneered a few times, pondering.

If this girl's brother is a fake monk, he might still treat her with courtesy.

But her elder brother is just the face of the pretty woman, and this tiger skin is a little too far away.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, since I have revealed my identity, do you think it is convenient to refund the ticket?"

Looking back with a smile, Chen Ping said lightly.

After hearing this, Zhou Wuchun was taken aback, and the muscles on his face twitched involuntarily.

Wu Feihe on the side also gritted his teeth, showing an extremely weird look in his eyes.

"Here are [-] spirit stones, which must be enough to pay for the boat ticket of fellow daoists."

Zhou Wuchun threw a storage bag in the past, and said with both irony and laughter.

Without blushing and heart beating, he grabbed the storage bag, Chen Ping cupped his hands again, and then disappeared into the passage on the sixth floor.

When high-ranking monks take a boat, the faction where the spirit ship is located generally reduces or exempts the boat ticket, and even gives another remuneration in exchange for asylum.

He asked the Zhou family to get back the spirit stone, which is exactly what the question should mean, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

……

"Pavilion Master Wu, Fellow Daoist Ye's..."

After Chen Ping left, Zhou Wuchun pinched the corner of his eyes, and when he was about to say something in a low voice, he was suddenly interrupted by Wu Feihe.

"That guy is good at concealment, and the strength of his soul is probably not trivial. It is safest for you and me to communicate through sound transmission."

Wu Feihe scanned the surroundings cautiously, and entered the secret passage through sound transmission.

"Is Daoist Ye's background credible? Mr. Zhou always feels that he has hidden a lot of things."

Zhou Wuchun nodded and said so.

"Whether he is true or not, that guy signed a true devil contract with me with blood essence. Unless he is a golden core with hidden cultivation, he will never dare to break his promise."

Wu Feihe said with a slightly smug look, and said: "Hey, if he is a golden core cultivator with malicious intentions, how can we talk about it safely at this time?"

"What Pavilion Master Wu said is true."

With his eyelids moving slightly, Zhou Wuchun tentatively said, "Should we tell Fellow Daoist Xiong about the identity of Daoist Ye?"

"Must be notified!"

Wu Feihe raised his eyebrows, and said leisurely: "Young Daoist Xiong is the number one combat power among the four of us, and should be respected."

The second half of the sentence was choked back abruptly by her.

Xiong Dingtian has a violent temper. Once he finds out that there is an inexplicably extra Yuan Dan of the same rank on the Killing Wind, who knows what kind of reaction he will have, he might as well confide in it.

The cabin has four floors, and the suite is a secret room.

"The power of the puppet master's wrist is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!"

The corner of Chen Ping's mouth curled up, and he smiled strangely.

Both Wu Feihe and Zhou Wuchun's spiritual consciousness limit is around seven thousand feet.

The sound transmission between the two is secret, to him it is no different from deceiving one's ears and stealing one's bell.

Since the two of them didn't deliberately target him, Chen Ping naturally didn't care about it.

Moreover, it doesn't matter whether Xiong Dingtian knows about his existence or not.

Because even if the three Yuan Dans were tied together, they wouldn't be able to pose much threat to him.

After playing a few restraints, Chen Ping looked inside his soul and sensed the magic contract in the dark.

After a cup of tea, he opened his eyes thoughtfully.

Lan Yuezong's blood contract technique is indeed not in vain.

This method is to extract the blood of the blood of both parties to connect with the contract, and those who violate it will be punished by the splitting of the mind and soul.

Under normal circumstances, there is absolutely no way to crack it under the Golden Core cultivator.

But Chen Ping smiled coldly, and opened his mouth to spit out a drop of bright red blood.

In these years, in order to hide his whereabouts, he has been swallowing the Biyuan Pill refined by the method of changing the source.

This pill can interfere with the deduction power of the tracking secret.

At its root, the Biyuan Pill changed the blood of the Chen family in his body.

The drop of blood in front of him not only has his breath, but also contains part of Yu Yuanliu's blood.

So, he unceremoniously took advantage of the loophole.

Chen Ping silently deduced it several times. If he violated the content of the contract, he only needs to bear [-]% to [-]% of the backlash.

At that time, if he casts the Immortal Armor Soul Protection Technique and casts two sky-supporting shields in a row, he should be able to barely resist the pain of backlash.

Fortunately, the level of this magic contract has not yet reached Tianpin, otherwise, no matter how speculative and cunning he is, he will be humiliating himself.

Of course, if what Wu Feihe revealed was the secret art of the heavenly rank, or if the contract could only be signed with the medium of the spirit, he would have turned his back on it long ago and drifted away.

"Hey, it's hard to say who took the big advantage."

Chen Ping touched his chin, a strange look appeared in his eyes.

Going forward and retreating with Wu Feihe, it seems that this woman is holding him back, but it is not so simple in reality.

The spirit ships of Lanyue Sect were also frequently robbed, but even with the evil cultivators with Jindan sitting in command, they would not dare to casually injure the lives of the cultivators who guarded the ship, and usually robbed property to settle the matter.

Those who resist violently will be vented and killed by the evil cultivators who become angry from embarrassment.

But most of them are foundation-building stage cultivation bases, and a small amount of qi-training juniors.

None of the elders Yuandan died.

Because the monks in the third realm are already high-level people who have a certain right to speak in the Jindan sect.

Killing Lanyue Yuandan is tantamount to announcing that he has completely broken his face with him.

So what if Dou Hanhai of Feiyaling's new golden elixir, Lanyuezong has an extra fourth-order thousand-eyed ancient toad?

Moreover, the situation in the sea area of ​​Shuangcheng is very special, and it affects the whole body.

To offend Lan Yuezong to the death is almost to oppose the entire Fuyou City!

The Shuangcheng evil cultivator has been restraining himself, trying to avoid accidentally killing the high-level monks of the four major Jindan sects in the Inner Sea.

Therefore, Wu Feihe's self-confidence is not a fountain without a source.

It would be safer to act with her.

If such a woman is so dizzy and chooses the decision of flying moths to the flame, Chen Ping can also tear up the contract and run away in time.

"Hehe, it's impossible for an evil cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm to appear?"

Chen Ping sneered, and suddenly frowned.

In the camp of evil cultivators in Shuangcheng, there is really a top monk who is half a step into the Nascent Soul Realm, and his strength is still higher than that of Su Han of the Sword Cauldron Sect.

just in case……

"Bah, pah!"

Chen Ping came back to his senses suddenly, and slapped himself a small mouth.

If there is an evil cultivator Yuanying, the sky of Yuanyan Islands will change a lot.

"Why do you want to go so far, anyway, I can't be labeled as an evil cultivator."

With twinkling eyes, Chen Ping warned himself over and over again.

The current situation in the cultivation world is clear at a glance.

The orthodox sect dominates and suppresses evil cultivators.

Once you do too many evil things and are regarded as a member of evil cultivators, you will be in great trouble.

……

The sky is clear and blue, and a few thin white clouds high in the sky, as if melted by the scorching sun, float slowly with the breeze.

But in just a few breaths, without any warning, the weather around thousands of miles suddenly turned cold.

"call"

"call"

It snowed like goose feathers on the sea surface, and countless white snowflakes whizzed in the cold wind, giving people a feeling of icy cold.

Strangely, there was no sign of the sea surface freezing at all, and there was a faint burst of scorching hot air, and the burning sea water boiled.

"puff"

"puff"

A group of migratory birds rushed into the heavy snow, but were instantly frozen by the feather-light snowflakes and fell into the bottom of the sea.

On the bottom of the sea in this area, blood-colored foam several feet wide suddenly floated up, filled with a fishy smell, and tens of thousands of sea fish and sea shrimp corpses turned over.

After a few breaths, the sea water melted until not even a single bone was left.

Such a bizarre scene is just one of the visions of the deep sea, the two heavens of ice and fire.

This is also the vision that low-level human monks are most afraid of encountering. Ordinary large-scale spirit boats cannot withstand the interweaving and compression of extreme cold and extreme heat.

Not long after, two behemoths, one black and one gold, sailed straight into the range shrouded by the sky.

The two ships could obviously take some long detours to avoid the celestial phenomena, but the monks driving them went in the opposite direction.

"呲呲"

What is astonishing is that no matter the snowflakes or the hot air, as long as they are within ten feet of the two ships, they will all turn into nothingness like gentle wind and drizzle.

About a cup of tea time later, the two large ships sailed out of the terrible sky, themselves unscathed.

On the deck of the big black ship, a big black-faced man grasped it in the air, and a stream of sea water was directly sucked into the palm of his hand, which was very hot and very hot.

"This vision may pose some threats to monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment."

The big black-faced man curled his lips and spilled the seawater indifferently.

And he is the ancestor of Haichang, Chen Ping, who has spent two months in the deep sea.

The giant ship under their feet is the Zhou family's Killing Wind, and the small spirit ship of the Yin Luozong is driving beside it.

The double sky vision of ice and fire is terrifying, but it absolutely cannot hinder the normal driving of the spirit ship.

During these days, Chen Ping personally experienced the dangers of deep sea navigation.

After careful calculation, he has experienced three undersea visions, two extraterrestrial meteorite attacks, and the most critical one even forced out the reclusive Xiong Dingtian.

(My relative died of a cerebral hemorrhage. I will be buried tomorrow. There may be no more changes. Sorry.)
　Thanks to Shangyue Duwu for the reward of 1500 points!Uncle died of a cerebral hemorrhage in the early morning. There may be none tomorrow. If there is, it will be a small change in 2000. Sorry everyone!
　　
　
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