Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 392 Shocking Change (seeking a monthly ticket)

"I lost my wife and lost my army."

After hammering his forehead, Chen Ping became very depressed.

These two spiritual beast eggs are one of the trophies harvested by destroying Deng and Pu.

Two staghorn hornbills of earth demon blood were bred inside.

In recent years, although he has not hatched in a time-consuming and labor-intensive manner, he injects some mana every few months to maintain the vitality of the eggs.

In less than half a year, the two birds might be about to break out of their shells, but now, Han Wanshuang, a junior in foundation building, really made him quite angry.

However, after thinking that the person standing behind this woman might be an existence of at least the Golden Core stage, the depression in his heart disappeared immediately.

Let Han Wanshuang leave, it is really a last resort.

After killing this woman, there is a high probability that peeping will be lowered and the secret technique of breath will be locked.

If that mighty man happened to be in the cultivation world of Shuangcheng, wouldn't he have thrown himself into a trap?
Chen Ping's face was uncertain for a long time, and he withdrew the consciousness in Han Wan's double secret room.

He often said to others that too much curiosity can easily lead to disaster, and this wise saying is also applicable to himself.

……

The two spirit ships are closely related to each other, sailing through the waves.

A few days ago, the Spirit Ship left the range of the Sunset Sea.

As it got closer to Floating You City, the number of monsters in the sea also increased dramatically.

Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness scanned around, and from time to time, he found a large number of monsters entrenched in the criss-crossing sea spirit veins.

Almost every large-scale group of monsters has several leaders of the second rank sitting in command.

The slightly larger Hailing vein is the habitat of third-order monsters.

The outstanding one among them, the demon consciousness released is not even much weaker than him!
The demon king of the third-order Dzogchen realm.

Chen Ping quickly restrained his spiritual thoughts, so as not to be misunderstood by the demon king as provocative.

Silently wrote down the coordinates of the sea area here, and a cold smile floated on the corner of his mouth.

The third-order peak demon king is an excellent material for refining puppets.

After he advances to the late stage of Yuandan, it won't be too late to deal with this difficult demon king.

In addition to monsters, the nearby human race fleet is also in an endless stream.

Even the cherished medium-sized spirit ship, he saw no less than a handful of it.

The fleet with spirit ships is basically the fleet sent by the big forces under Lanyuezong and Youhuomen to Fuyou City.

As for the ships of Sword Cauldron Sect and Sanjue Palace, they usually sail in another direction and rarely detour.

After all, the cities of Fuyou and Yanning are [-] miles apart by sea, and they are not on the same route.

"Shuangcheng sea area is indeed as rumored, full of treasures."

Chen Ping stood motionless on the deck, but strands of light flashed out of his slightly squinted eyes.

Just now, a group of ships with unknown purpose came straight to them.

It seemed that they saw two spirit ships running side by side. After the battle was too big, they immediately turned around and left without saying a word.

On that team of boats, Chen Ping sensed more than 100 different auras.

Everyone is ready to fight, their eyes are bloodthirsty, and they are probably small groups of evil cultivators.

It's a pity that the evil cultivator is cruel and shrewd. Seeing that he encountered a difficult problem, he immediately gave up his goal.

There are endless evil cultivators to kill, and inexhaustible materials for monsters. This Shuangcheng sea area is full of treasures!

Licking his lips, Chen Ping couldn't help rubbing his hands behind his back excitedly.

If you don't arrive in Shuangcheng, you will never feel that the resources in the sea area are so rich.

In Chen Ping's previous life, he had been staying in a huge inland area, and all kinds of resources were far from being so dense.

Moreover, this is only the rear of the Shuangcheng defense line.

It is not yet the core area of ​​the resource circle.

The Heavenly Beast Mountain Range in the extreme south is the heaven for high-ranking monks to obtain treasures.

There, the monster birds in the sky, the monster fish on the bottom of the sea, and the beasts on the island are densely packed, innumerable.

The extremely harsh environment has created the prosperity of the cultivation world in Shuangcheng.

Half of the top masters of the four major Jindan sects obtained enough resources and opportunities in Tianshou Mountain to break through the bottleneck.

For example, the Thousand-Eyed Ancient Toad of Lanyue Sect, it is said that the fourth-order demon pill absorbed by its breakthrough was also obtained in the Heavenly Beast Mountain Range.

Of course, opportunities have always matched crises.

For thousands of years, countless heroes of the human race died in the Shuangcheng area.

Even the Jindan cultivators who ruled the archipelago have lost dozens of them.

Aside from his excitement, Chen Ping became more cautious.

Don't let the golden elixir be completed at that time, and the middle way collapses.

……

"woooooo"

At dusk, the speed of the spirit ship gradually slowed down, and finally stopped at a crowded ferry.

This island is called Ceylon Island, and it is already the center of the Shuangcheng sea area, less than [-] miles away from Fuyou City.

Looking at the boundaries of the two cities, only the island where Fuyou and Yanning are located has a fourth-order spiritual vein.

The remaining eighteen third-level islands, like the stars guarding the pearl, are distributed around the periphery.

Nearly [-]% of the human race in the cultivation world in this film lives in the twin cities and eighteen third-level islands.

"Ye Daoyou, aren't you planning to go to Ceylon Island to do some shopping?"

Zhou Wuchun approached lightly, smiling with a spring breeze on his face.

The Killing Wind will stay at the Ceylon Island Ferry for a day and a night.

During this period, it was a rare moment of leisure for him.

Because each third-level island in the twin cities represents a top stronghold of the human race, which is of great significance.

The ancestors of Jindan paid great attention to it, and sent at least a few to as many as ten Yuandan monks to station on the third-level islands all year round.

Guarded by this force, neither monsters nor evil cultivators dare to approach any third-level island easily.

"I won't go to Ceylon Island. Ye Mou just wants to reach Fuyou City in one go."

Chen Ping closed his eyes and said without looking back.

His spiritual consciousness had already discovered Zhou Wuchun's arrival.

It's just that the monks at the early stage of Yuandan couldn't even break through his physical defense, so after he was a little vigilant, he didn't care at all.

"Ye Daoyou is going to Fuyou City for the first time, right?"

Zhou Wuchun's heart moved, and he asked with a smile.

"That's right, Ye has practiced in the inner sea all the year round. After breaking through the middle stage of Yuandan, seeing the slow progress of his cultivation, he decided to come to Shuangcheng to seek opportunities."

Chen Ping nodded slightly, saying that it was difficult to tell the truth from the false.

"Ye Daoyou can convince Xiong Daoyou, the means must be far superior to the same level, it should not be as simple as a casual cultivator?"

Zhou Wuchun rolled his eyes, and suddenly said tentatively.

"Hey, Ye was born in a remote place, not as you imagined, he is an elder of a certain big sect."

Chen Ping glanced at him and said with a half-smile.

Swept by his insightful eyes, Zhou Wuchun's heart skipped a beat, but after hearing the decisive answer, he couldn't help but feel happy again.

"Ye Daoyou bought the boat ticket in my Xikou City, and I want to have a certain understanding of the strength of my island."

Zhou Wuchun hesitated for a moment, and continued: "My Zhou family has also set up many properties in Fuyou City, and has a wide network of people. There are no fewer than three alchemy saints!"

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, don't bother to say anything, you don't need to beat around the bush like this, do you still want Ye Mou to join your Zhou family?"

Chen Ping turned around and said unceremoniously.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Ye has exquisite intuitions, and Zhou's little thoughtfulness is a trick of the class."

Hearing Chen Ping's tone of displeasure, Zhou Wuchun's face showed a hint of embarrassment, and he quickly explained: "My Zhou family can hire Ye Daoyou as the elder of Keqing, who is resident in Fuyou City and distributes [-] spirit stones every year on time. worship."

"Furthermore, Fellow Daoist Ye enjoys the common resources and contacts of our clan as usual, just like our elders born in the same family!"

Elder Ke Qing?
The corner of Chen Ping's mouth twitched, revealing a slight smile.

The so-called Keqing elders are special positions arranged by large sects and forces for some casual cultivators, which is equivalent to a name.

When the power encounters any trouble, these Ke Qing elders can justifiably help.

This kind of help is not very compulsory, and the treatment that Ke Qing elders usually enjoy is no worse than that of official elders.

It sounds like Elder Ke Qing is a good job.

But in reality, it's not that simple at all.

Once involved in the vortex of interests among high-ranking monks, they cannot help themselves.

Zhou Wuchun had a good plan, but these were Chen Ping's leftover tricks.

You know, he built the Chen family's thriving worship hall all by himself!

"Thank you Zhou Daoyou for looking at me differently."

Chen Ping's eyes flashed, and he said calmly: "Ye is used to living alone in the clouds and wild cranes, and has no idea of ​​joining any forces for the time being."

"Then Zhou is not too difficult for others."

Zhou Wuchun showed a trace of regret, and took out a icy jade flute from his arms, and said: "This is Zhou's token, if Fellow Daoist Ye wants to find a home in the future, please be sure to consider my Zhou family first. "

Chen Ping frowned. Although Zhou Wuchun was stalking, his humble attitude was very comfortable.

So, after pondering for a while, he put away the jade flute.

Then, Zhou Wuchun told Chen Ping about the property of the Zhou family in Shuangcheng.

And it is stated that as long as he brings the jade flute to go, he can enjoy the same treatment as him.

Of course, Chen Ping didn't believe this kind of verbal nonsense.

Zhou Wuchun can withdraw the income from the family business at any time, so can he also use tokens?
If this is the case, the courage of the Zhou family may not even be comparable to that of the Huashen Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Ye..."

Zhou Wuchun opened his mouth, and when he was about to say something more, there was a loud noise like thunder from the Nine Heavens God, and the nearby sea shook, and hundreds of ships, large and small, all began to shake violently.

The two were shocked for a moment, looked at each other, and hurriedly looked towards the source of the movement.

Three or four hundred miles away from the interior of Ceylon Island, a large piece of sunset-like red clouds rolled and swayed. Immediately afterwards, the rumbling sound of galloping horses came, which was deafening.

And with the sound of this sound, a sandstorm of tens of feet was set off in the distant area, and a silvery white cloud rushed towards the pier from far to near.

At some point, Wu Feihe and Xiong Dingtian also appeared on the deck with extremely dignified expressions.

"Fellow Daoist Xiong, your spiritual sense is the strongest here, but you discovered the reason for the change there?"

Wu Feihe's complexion changed, and he said nervously.

"It's too far away, beyond the scope of my survey."

Xiong Dingtian narrowed his eyes, and said slowly: "However, the cloud and mist are moving towards the ferry at a very high speed, and within a few breaths, I will be able to see it clearly."

Turning a blind eye to the conversation between the two, Chen Ping stared blankly at the rolling clouds and mist in the sky, and then panted profusely with sweat.

Because the spiritual pressure coming from the clouds is really shocking.

That's not the oppression of divine consciousness or demon consciousness, but rather like the heel of magic!
A spell with an interval of hundreds of miles caused such a huge suppression to him, one can imagine how extreme the scene around the cloud and mist must be.

"Could it be a senior at the golden core stage, or a fourth-order monster swallowing clouds and mist over there?"

As soon as the thought rose, Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat, and he quietly communicated with Chunyang Sword, ready to run away at any time.

Although his consciousness is close to two hundred miles away, he dare not get too close at all.

If the existence of Citing Yunwu mistakenly thinks that he is hostile, it is really wronged.

"This is impossible!"

After five breaths, Xiong Dingtian seemed to have seen something terrifying, his eyes were wide open, and the expression on his face changed suddenly.

"Friend Daoist Xiong, what exactly is it?"

Wu Feihe was also taken aback by his frightened look, and asked hastily.

Unexpectedly, Xiong Dingtian ignored her at all, and just muttered in a daze: "Impossible...impossible, how could it massacre my human monks?"

"Friend Daoist Xiong, you should make it clear!"

Zhou Wuchun's expression collapsed, and he growled anxiously.

"I have to do it myself."

Seeing that Xiong Dingtian used his spiritual sense to peek, but did not cause serious consequences, Chen Ping took courage and used a little of his spiritual sense to look into the clouds and mist. In the next moment, he finally saw the vast vision clearly!

In the middle of the cloud and mist, a huge white double-headed eagle that looks like a city wall is spreading its wings and flying.

Silver light shone all over his body, and a red meat crown was placed on his head. Every feather was filled with a strong evil spirit.

It has scales on its back, and its hair is light silver, like an object perfectly carved by a master craftsman.

The most astonishing thing is that the pair of spread wings of this monster reached a length of a hundred feet, casting a pitch-black shadow wherever it flew over.

The clouds and mist that covered half the sky flew and spread from the wings of this double-headed eagle.

"Fourth-order monster!"

Chen Ping swallowed wildly, just the slightest aura fluctuation leaked by this bird gave him a feeling of trembling.

There is no doubt that this is definitely a fourth-order monster who has cultivated a demon core!
As for whether it is the early stage, the middle stage, or the late stage, the gap between the two sides is too big, and he can't tell the difference for a while.

"There are very few eagle monsters with two heads at the same time."

Chen Ping was startled suddenly, and turned pale with shock: "Could it be that sacred animal that protects the sect in the Sanjue Palace, the Water Profound Dragon Eagle?"

"Water Profound Dragon Eagle!"

Immediately afterwards, Wu Feihe and Zhou Wuchun screamed in unison, confirming his guess.

In just three breaths, the double-headed white eagle swooped down a few times, and it was less than a hundred miles away from the ferry.

In this way, not only Yuan Dan cultivators, but even the foundation building and qi training juniors with good eyesight could clearly see the real body of the huge monster.

"The visitor is not good!"

Chen Ping suddenly felt his hands and feet were cold, and when he recited the mantra, it immediately turned into a beam of blue light and was absorbed into the cabin of the Killing Wind.

At the same time, Xiong Dingtian, Wu Feihe, and Zhou Wuchun all reacted, and followed suit to drill into the spirit ship.

In a certain corner of the box on the top floor, Chen Ping was concentrating on concentrating his mana, and his eyes were filled with an indelible look of fear.

He saw clearly just now that on the two giant claws of the dragon eagle, the abnormally sharp fingertips were shining with an astonishing cold light.

Between the ten feet long barbs, there are several human monks in different costumes. Some of them are still alive and vomiting blood, and some are already corpses, their faces are covered with stiff pain.

If this doesn't prove anything, the eagle's flight from the island to the ferry is like harvesting weeds. The land, buildings, and living things it passes are all annihilated and turned into fly ash.

It is enough to see that this big monster of the fourth rank has extremely strong hostility towards the human race!
Is it really the sacred beast enshrined in the Sanjue Hall?

(End of this chapter)