Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 439
"Fang Xiaoyou sleeps again, I have something to explain later."

After Chen Ping made a plan in his mind, he said to Fang Jinpeng.

"The younger generation listens as you please."

A bitter look flashed in Fang Jinpeng's eyes, and he lay down by himself.

Seeing his behavior, Chen Ping smiled, and a divine sense penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness, knocking him out again.

Chen Ping was not too polite, and immediately grabbed Fang Jinpeng with one hand.

With a muffled sound, the person's head immediately fell into his right hand.

Chen Pingping's green spirit flashed, and he performed the soul search technique.

After a while, he calmly grabbed Master Na Wan again and cast the same spell.

As a result, after Chen Ping threw away Young Master Wan, he said in disgust: "You are young, you can do all kinds of evil, hehe, if your parents and seniors don't give you a piece of spirit stone later, I will crush you and burn your soul into ashes." , let you have a taste of the soul lamp."

It turned out that this young master Wan was only 25 years old, but relying on his family background to bully men and women, fish and meat plains, and do many inhumane things.

If it was outside the city, Chen Ping would have already wiped it out.

However, if Wanjia paid enough ransom, he could let him go today.

"This kid is very good."

Chen Ping looked at Fang Jinpeng in a blink of an eye, and commented calmly.

The experience that this person just told is basically true, but he did not deliberately deceive him.

Moreover, Fang Jinpeng still maintains the original aspiration of drinking water and thinking about the source of the first master, Liu Yanyu.

People who respect their teachers and respect their teachings will always be liked by him.

After a while, with a thought, Chen Ping changed back into the appearance of a yellow-faced scholar.

After glancing out of the window, he seemed to have discovered something, and a trace of astonishment appeared on his face.

In the mid-air ten miles away, He Wencheng was flying towards Huyue Tower with a jade plate spiritual weapon.

On the spiritual weapon, there was also a woman with delicate facial features, with a fair face, and a plain green gauze dress.

This woman has a mortal body, flying hundreds of feet away from the sky without feeling afraid, her eyes are full of calmness.

To Chen Ping's surprise, this mortal girl's abdomen was swollen high, obviously she was pregnant, and she was probably less than two months away from giving birth.

The spirit weapon landed directly on the second floor. He Wencheng motioned for the ordinary girl to come down, and then bowed to Chen Ping.

"I have seen Master Immortal Master."

The delicate woman pressed her waist with one hand, and was about to kneel down to salute.

"no."

Chen Ping sprinkled a piece of spiritual energy and gently supported her.

No wonder he looked secretive.

This charming woman is actually Weng Mu's sweetheart, Shao Ying.

The key is that this woman is still pregnant with Liujia.

Weng Mu has been grounded for two and a half years, so the child in Shao Ying's belly is naturally not his.

Chen Ping couldn't help but sneered, if his little apprentice knew the current situation, he didn't know how he would react.

"You Daoist He, what happened to her pregnancy?"

With a change of mind, Chen Ping asked He Wencheng via voice transmission.

"Senior stumped me, the junior really doesn't know the inside story."

He Wencheng also replied via voice transmission.

After deliberating for a moment, Chen Ping smiled indifferently, attracted Shao Ying directly, and performed the soul search technique.

After a few breaths, he understood the cause and effect, and couldn't help but marvel at what happened to this woman.

Back then, Shaoying was exiled to the Huaisu Plain by Weng Fuhong, and strangely, she was assigned the heavy work of digging a canal.

A weak woman who can't even complete the basic daily tasks, will suffer unspeakably in the long run.

Just when Shaoying was exhausted physically and mentally, a strong and healthy mortal man appeared beside her, often asking her health and helping her with work.

Under the meticulous care of the man, the two fell in love with each other for a long time, and finally formed a new family a year ago.

If things were that simple, Chen Ping wouldn't be emotional.

He would only feel worthless for the infatuated Weng Mu.

But the key point is that Shao Ying's empathy for her husband, who is in need, is actually the result of self-suggestion.

The love in her heart has never changed.

Decades of ups and downs made her deeply understand that immortals have different paths.

She and Weng Mu will never get together.

Shao Ying even knew that her current husband was most likely a dark son arranged by Weng Fuhong.

But in order not to delay Weng Mu's journey to immortality, she forced herself to see through it, and endured it alone.

"Miss Shaoying, with your intelligence, you should have guessed who I was entrusted to."

Chen Ping restrained his expression and softened his tone.

"Please trouble Master Xianshi to go back and tell him that the mortal woman is doing well..."

Shao Ying smiled slightly, and said in a crisp voice.

"Since you have let go, I will not pass on the things he sent to you."

Chen Ping nodded appreciatively.

In his opinion, Shaoying's temperament is much stronger than that of his cheap apprentice.

"Thank you for meeting me, the mortal woman owes nothing to him."

Rubbing her belly with jade hands, feeling the beating of life, Shaoying's expression seemed a little complicated.

"It's a good one that doesn't owe anything."

Chen Ping lightly clapped his hands, pointed at He Wencheng with his two fingers together and said, "Listen, Fellow Daoist He, ordinary practitioners don't have this awareness!"

The mysterious conversation between the two made He Wencheng very dazed, and Chen Ping's question made him even more dazed. However, he is a well-informed foundation-building cultivator, and he praised without thinking: "What the senior said It’s true, Miss Shao is indeed the best of all girls.”

"He Daoyou Guigeng?"

The next moment, Chen Ping asked another question that was confusing.

"Senior, this junior is 170 years old."

He Wencheng replied truthfully.

"There are a lot of Shouyuan left."

Chen Ping rubbed his chin, threw a storage bag casually, and explained: "I intend to ask you for a small favor."

"There are 1000 yuan of spirit stones in the bag. Every year on the Lantern Festival, you go to Miss Shao's home and distribute 50 yuan at a time until [-] years later."

"The ugly words are up front. If Fellow Daoist He forgets about this, I will definitely punish you severely."

"Senior, don't worry, even if the junior is in the closed door, he will take the time to go out and send the spirit stones a lot."

He Wencheng shuddered, and quickly patted his chest to assure him.

It's nothing more than a trivial matter, but he can also use this to gain a little friendship with a Yuan Dan Daxiu, which really makes him secretly happy.

"Master Immortal, don't..."

Shaoying opened her mouth apricot, but she only started, but was interrupted by Chen Ping.

"If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about the child in your belly. A thousand spirit stones are enough for him to enjoy all the glory and wealth in the world."

Chen Ping spoke slowly, and then told He Wencheng: "Fellow Daoist He, arrange some easy work for her in the future, Commander Weng don't have to worry about that, I will let you know."

"The younger generation remembers."

He Wencheng said respectfully.

"You send her back."

Chen Ping waved his hand and said.

"Yes!"

Helping Shao Ying to climb onto the jade plate spirit weapon, He Wencheng squeezed the magic formula and rushed to the sky.

"Miss Shao Ying, this seat is Weng Mu's master, I will take that worthless boy and wish you well for the rest of your life."

Standing in front of the window, Chen Ping said flatly.

Hearing this, Shaoying's body trembled slightly, and she bowed from afar.

……

He knocked on the wooden table regularly, and after about half an hour, Chen Ping opened his eyes, and two black shadows flew out of the storage ring on his finger, and fell heavily from the window.

After a flash of inspiration, he suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, Chen Ping put one foot on the head of a giant scorpion, and looked at the street corner on the right in a leisurely manner.

The pedestrians passing by, at most, were only Qi training monks, and the terrifying coercion suddenly rose, and they all couldn't help being horrified, and scattered as if fleeing.

Then, another ferocious ice-blue earthworm appeared, breathing like a monster dragon wagging its tail, and wrapped its 20-foot-long body around the outer edge of the restaurant.

At the end of the street corner, a group of pale-faced monks all stopped and stopped their progress.

Looking at the two third-order puppets showing off their might, five men and two women, a total of seven Foundation Establishment cultivators, couldn't help but look at each other, and then squeezed out a smile from their hearts, and knelt down on their knees.

"Junior Wang Mi, I met Senior Chen."

"Junior Huang Xian'er..."

"Junior Wanbaihua..."

The seven people saluted in unison in tacit understanding, but their attitudes were not perfunctory.

Because several people understood that the senior was in a fit of anger.

An hour ago, He Wencheng's sound-transmitting paper crane scared several people out of their wits on the spot.

The younger generation in the family has caused a catastrophe!

Although the few of them had never heard of Senior Chen Ye's name, He Wencheng explained it clearly in the letter.

The puppet master in the late Yuandan period!

The short horoscope, like a big awl hitting an ice wall, made several people feel a sense of despair approaching death.

When they came to Huyue Tower, everyone saw it with their own eyes, and found that He Wencheng's words were not exaggerated at all.

The puppet summoned by the senior can easily destroy the Huaisu Plain by using it casually.

Under Chen Ping's expressionless gaze, several people trembled in fear and blamed the offspring who caused the trouble thousands of times.

"You take the ransom of all the brats and get out here."

Pointing to Young Master Wan's biological father, Wan Baihua, Chen Ping said indifferently.

"Junior obeys."

Standing up in fear, Wan Baihua put away several storage rings, trembling all the way to the Jade Soul Scorpion King, knelt down again, and cried: "Please forgive me, seniors, it is the juniors who are incapable of discipline and offended seniors. It’s really a crime worthy of death.”

"I don't have time to listen to your explanation."

Chen Ping stretched out his hand, and several storage rings flew over, instantly dispelling the imprint of the storage rings.

Among the seven rings, there are exactly 500 yuan of middle-grade spirit stones.

"Not much?"

Chen Ping frowned, his expression darkened, and he put a few storage rings into his arms, not intending to return them.

Next, he flexed his fingers, and the ice bone earthworm opened its mouth, picked up several sons and thirty followers and threw them to the ground.

"The leading brats have all been imprisoned for five years."

Chen Ping said expressionlessly.

"Five years is not enough, according to the younger generation, at least ten years."

Wan Baihua didn't care about his son's condition immediately, but flattered him.

"Then close it until the longevity is exhausted."

There was a trace of sarcasm in the corner of Chen Ping's mouth.

The flattery was slapped on the horse's leg, and Wan Baihua's face was very exciting, red and white alternately.

Chen Ping glanced at everyone coldly, then directed the ice bone earthworm to grab Fang Jinpeng in his mouth and leave through the air.

"father!"

Young Master Wan woke up from a coma, and seeing his omnipotent father, he couldn't help but cry for a while, "You want to avenge your child, that man killed Qin Shan in public, and he didn't want to kill Qin Shan in Pingyuan. Law discipline is in your eyes."

"Shut up, bastard!"

A ferocious look appeared in Wan Baihua's eyes, and he slapped his son away, beating his son in circles like a gourd.

"father?"

Young Master Wan was stunned, covered his hot left face and roared: "There are quite a few senior Yuan Dan you met in the Fuyou Dojo, so you can't beat him!"

"Why did I teach you such a thing, immediately go back to face the wall for ten years!"

Wan Baihua's tone was gloomy, and he said something that his son couldn't believe.

However, at this moment, in the high sky covered by clouds and mist, a beam of bright cyan sword light shot out, piercing through the chest of Young Master Wan with lightning speed, turning him into a living flesh.

Then, a voice as plain as smoke echoed in the ears of several people.

"If you are dissatisfied, you can report it to the guards. I am waiting for you in Lanyue Pavilion."

……

Chen Ping stood on the Jade Soul Scorpion King, flying against the wind.

Previously, although he flew dozens of miles away, his spiritual consciousness was still shrouded in the vicinity of Huyue Tower.

Hearing Young Master Wan's words of revenge, he didn't hesitate much, and casually shot a green lotus sword light to end this son's life.

Since Young Master Wan wanted to kill himself, he couldn't allow him to take the Lingshi and break his promise.

As for keeping the name of Lanyue Pavilion, Chen Ping has two considerations.

As a result, Yin Xianyi wanted to get closer to her again and again, and she did what she wanted.

In addition, Chen Ping wanted to find out, with his current status and supernatural powers, coupled with Lan Yuezong's protection, if he slaughtered the little local snake in Fuyou City, would the guards be held accountable.

If the guards turned a blind eye, it would be much more convenient for him to act in the future.

……

By a certain pool in the Huaisu Plain, Chen Ping awakened Fang Jinpeng.

After giving some things and a few more instructions, Fang Jinpeng said goodbye respectfully and left.

"I hope you seize this one and only chance."

Looking at the back of the other party gradually leaving, Chen Ping thought to himself.

Just now, he handed over the Millennium White Leaf Tree King cut down on White Leaf Island and 20 spirit stones to this person.

Chen Ping's conditions were not simple. Within half a year, Fang Jinpeng had to use the White Leaf Tree King as the main material to build a small spirit ship with complete functions, and he could not rely on the strength of other boat refiners.

Once accomplished, this child's talent has been recognized by him.

Master Mo, Chen Ping will use some connections to find a way to promote Fang Jinpeng as a disciple.

Wait until the golden core period, and then recruit this person back to the family.

On the contrary, if he failed, he could only hold his nose and admit that he was unlucky, and pay a sum of spirit stones to enter.

"I don't know if that kid didn't get what he wanted."

Suddenly, Chen Ping remembered another person.

At that time, Xikou Island, who was on the same boat, was scattered and repaired Jiang Yijin.

After many years passed, if he had already joined Master Gui's sect, it would be worth his continued investment.

Thinking in this way, Chen Ping danced in the wind and turned into a bunch of blue rainbows and fled outside the city.

The Huaisu Plain was very close to the ferry, so he planned to visit the stalls there first.

after one day.

Chen Ping walked around the stall area at Fuyou Ferry.

There are really quite a few stalls, thousands of them, but almost all the low-level treasures of the first and second tiers are sold, and there is no luck to pick up any leaks.

Chen Ping, who got nothing, was quite disappointed, and went back to the city to fly to the dojo.

……

In a magnificent hall, a small auction is being held.

At this time, on the wooden chairs in the seventh and eighth rows, there were dozens of monks in different costumes.

On the opposite side was a lonely empty table, and shopkeeper Mei, dressed in black, was frothing, trying to mobilize the atmosphere on the field.

"[-] spirit stones for the third time!"

Shopkeeper Mei clapped and smiled, pointing to a gray-clothed foundation-building cultivator and said, "Congratulations, this Jiuhua Shenxing Pill with three patterns belongs to fellow Taoist."

As soon as the words were finished, a little maid obediently walked up to the gray-clothed monk and led him into the apse to complete the money and goods transaction.

"Ding dong!"

After a short pause, shopkeeper Mei rang the small bell in his hand, and his tone suddenly became mysterious: "All fellow Taoists are here to participate in the underground auction led by my Qing Keju. The main goals must be the same."

"That's right, the Haichao pill refined by Dansheng Yu of this pavilion is the first auction item in this auction!"

　Thanks to Invincible Haohao 1 for the reward of 1000 points!

　　
　
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