Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 442 Run with me (6-in-1000 [-]k big chapter, add more for [-] monthly pass!)
The second finale was actually a psychic artifact?

After a while of whispering in the hall, it quickly returned to silence, far less than the sensation of the auction of Haichao Pills.

The psychic artifact is desirable to everyone, but most monks simply cannot hope for it.

Those who are eligible to compete are nothing more than the nine people in the stone house.

Although psychic tools are generally exclusive to Jindan monks, fake pills, or Yuandan peak and later monks who have practiced the high-level mysterious skills can barely use it.

For example, Chen Ping refined Yu Zeqiu's immortal rope lock, and his mana could only support three moves.

Of course, if it is a medium-grade psychic tool, Yuandan monks basically cannot use it.

A fiery gaze fixed on the high platform, even breathing seemed a little heavy.

It was Chen Ping who was quite excited.

Yu Yangchang said earlier that he might not be interested in the second finale, but he was absolutely right.

If it's just an ordinary low-grade psychic tool, he really has no plans to participate, even if it's a fire attribute.

Because the Nine Suns Real Fire Comb and the Pure Yang Sword consume less and have great power, they are more suitable for his current state than most psychic tools.

However, the thunder attribute psychic artifact is not the case.

Chen Ping's allure far surpassed that of Haichao Wan.

The formation-breaking immortal thunder method in the Jinzhu space was taken out by him for many years and has been put on the shelf.

For non-thunder cultivators, to practice the Immortal Lightning Method of Breaking the Formation, one needs to find another way. Only by fusing a psychic artifact with at least a thunder attribute with the physical body can the first level of cultivation be opened.

In the past, there was no treasure, but the pain of looking at the ocean, Chen Ping knew it like a fish drinking water.

Now that the opportunity has come, how could he just watch it disappear.

No matter what the price is, he must take the finale, so as to make up for the decline of the technique.

"Next, Fellow Daoist Yan will be in charge of explaining and auctioning."

After saying this, after Yu Yangchang rushed around and cupped his hands again, he walked on regardless of the reaction of the cultivators on the field.

"Fellow daoists interrupted you."

Master Yan's voice was hoarse, and his words were filled with an indescribable haggardness.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Chen Ping sensed that this person's vitality had seriously declined, and even a trace of death that could be seen by the naked eye shrouded his face.

Thinking of the introduction in the information, Chen Ping was no longer surprised.

Master Yan is nearly 530 years old, but Yuan Dan's life span is only [-] years. Obviously, he has swallowed a lot of treasures that increase his lifespan.

But even with the treasure protecting his life, the exhaustion of his physical body was still the main reason why he looked weak.

"disease!"

Then, Master Yan flipped his wrist, and a bluish-purple octagonal disk flew out.

This plate is about one foot wide and narrow, with a circle of similar golden runes engraved on the edge, and five pointers as thin as newly sprung twigs are installed on the central round hole, emitting a slight electric light.

"Twenty-five years ago, the old man accidentally purchased a batch of fourth-order thunder seal stones, and then used them as the main material, added more than ten kinds of third-order lightning-attribute auxiliary materials, and worked hard for fifty months to create This low-grade psychic tool, Xuan Sen Leipan."

The monks in the audience listened with great interest, discussing from time to time with their eyebrows fluttering.

After all, magic weapons such as psychic artifacts are usually accessible, and today is considered an eye-opening.

Chen Ping curled his lips, showing a trace of resentment.

Over the years, he has successively visited large and small weapon refining forces in Fuyou City, seeking to purchase lightning-attribute psychic tools.

He also visited Yanjing's Artifact Refining Workshop once.

But the old man Yan bluntly said that he has no stock, which made Chen Ping very disappointed.

Looking at it now, Yan Jing didn't regard him as a distinguished guest at all.

"This disk has sealed several lightning spells. If the user has enough magic power to release the lightning spells in one go, it will be difficult for monks of the same level to resist."

"Moreover, the rate at which Xuansen's Thunder Disk loses mana is relatively slow. Even if you are not a senior Jindan, you can still attack more than three or five times."

Afterwards, Yan Jing's fingers holding the disc had a flash of inspiration, poured part of his mana into it, and waved it slightly on his arm.

Immediately, the pointer and the rune on the disk lit up simultaneously, and clusters of blue thunderballs emerged rolling out.

After shrinking and rising, it instantly turned into a blue halo the size of a millstone, and a powerful thunder attribute spiritual power burst out at the same time.

This breath is twice as powerful as the best Taoist weapon, and it is obviously a genuine psychic Taoist tool.

"Because the old man has never practiced the Xuansen Lightning Disk, the lightning technique that can be activated now is less than five or six tenths of its true power, and the lightning technique just now is only the weakest one."

Lei Si spread out, Yan Jing explained in detail.

"Master Yan, when will the official auction start? Di can't wait."

Di Xiuyuan, who was dressed in blue, cupped his fists and said with a slight smile.

"Fellow Daoist Di, you're not a thunder-attribute monk, so don't compete with Hua."

A faint voice came from a tall, thin, square-faced male cultivator.

This person is Hua Haoyan, the patriarch of Jifeng Mountain, one of the top ten forces, and Yuan Dan Dzogchen monk of Lei Lingen.

Jifeng Mountain should be the weakest of the ten powers of Fuyou.

Otherwise, it would not be squeezed out by the sudden rise of the Yuanqing League.

"Fellow Daoist Hua's words are wrong. Even if Di doesn't use this Lei Bao himself, the brothers of Lei Lingen in the sect are very jealous."

Scratching the beard on his chin, Di Xiuyuan held his chest high and said, "Old Ancestor Feng of our sect made a special order to ask Di to bring the magic weapon back to the sect."

"Oh, so it is."

Hua Haoyan's complexion changed, and he said with a dry smile.

Di Xiuyuan used Jindan cultivator to suppress others, but he didn't dare to provoke again rashly.

But he will not give up Xuansen Leipan's auction just because of his name.

There are many parties who have made friends with him. It is absolutely impossible for Tainanzong to destroy Jifeng Mountain in disregard of the prohibition in order to compete for a mere low-grade psychic artifact.

"Coincidentally, ancestor Yin of our sect also instructed Wanwan in the same way."

Playing with her jet-black hair, Shen Wanwan smiled lightly.

Under the delicate bloom, she is charming and seductive, and her eyes are flowing.

It made the mouths of the cultivators watching from the side parched and it was difficult to control the changes in their bodies.

Even Di Xiuyuan in the later period of Yuan Dan had scorching eyes, and the temperature in his lower abdomen surged up. He was startled and hurriedly held his breath, only then did he regain his stability.

"Huo Xin Bo is really as rumored, it is hard to guard against."

Di Xiuyuan couldn't help being terrified in his heart, and snuffed out the rising flame.

With Shen Wanwan's good looks and cultivation talents, she is a top-notch female cultivator in the archipelago's cultivation world. Who doesn't think so?

But he is very self-aware.

There is a high probability that this woman will be the confinement of a certain Jindan male cultivator in the future, so he should not have the extravagant idea of ​​getting involved in Yuandan.

"Did Yin Xianyi order Shen Wanwan to come to the auction?"

Chen Ping's eyelids twitched, and a strange idea popped up.

Once, he was going to buy a lightning-attribute psychic tool from Yin Xianyi, but she told him that only Gu Zhenren kept one.

At that time, Chen Ping thought about it carefully and gave up.

Could it be that the woman is still thinking about this matter, buying Leibao is planning to give it to herself?

Thinking of this, Chen Ping hurriedly asked via voice transmission: "Pavilion Master Shen, do you have any special explanation from Senior Yin?"

"Wanwan lied to them, the ancestor was in retreat and never gave orders."

Shen Wanwan covered her mouth and smiled, and said via voice transmission: "Wanwan participated in the auction simply because she wanted to add a town treasure to my Lanyue Pavilion."

Hearing this, Chen Ping twitched his face a little, but he was acting affectionate.

But this is better, he is not willing to easily owe Yin Xianyi's favor.

"Pavilion Master Shen, let Xuan Sen Lei Pan be handed over to Chen."

After deliberating for a while, Chen Ping discussed in secret through voice transmission.

"Chen Daoyou seems to be a monk who majors in fire-attributed skills, and he can't drive Lei Pan to exert [-]% of its power."

A hint of doubt appeared on Shen Wanwan's face.

"Chen bought it as a gift."

Smiling, Chen Ping made it up casually.

"..."

Shen Wanwan pondered for a moment, and finally nodded silently.

Ordinary low-grade psychic artifacts are worth 200 million spirit stones, and thunder-type ones are more expensive. He actually said he wanted to give them away?

This excuse is simply perfunctory and clumsy.

But due to Yin Xianyi's instructions, she could only agree to it.

"Thank you Pavilion Master Shen for making the treasure, and I will definitely thank Chen when I have the opportunity in the future."

With the loss of a strong competitor, Chen Ping felt relieved and said very sincerely.

Hearing this, Shen Wanwan didn't say a word, but she smiled like a flower and was extremely charming.

"To tell you the truth, fellow daoists, the old man's lifespan is running out, so the purpose of auctioning the Xuansen Thunder Disk is to exchange it for a treasure that can greatly increase the lifespan."

Yan Jing interrupted everyone's discussion, and raised his voice and said: "The next auction will be divided into two steps. First, fellow Taoists who meet the conditions must communicate with me alone. If you have the treasure of longevity that I like, you can buy it." Participate in the next round of Lingshi auction."

"Fellow Daoists who have captured the Xuansen Thunder Disk, after deducting the value of the life essence items exchanged, they need to make up the difference."

"In addition, the old man's ugly words are at the beginning. Like the second-rank and third-rank longevity pills, as well as common life-enhancing treasures, the old man has taken them in the early years, so you don't need to waste your time."

As soon as the words were finished, Yan Jing flew into a secret room with the thunder plate, waiting for the first exchanger.

"Di Mou goes to investigate the situation first."

Without saying a word, Di Xiuyuan followed Master Yan into the secret room.

After him, four well-prepared monks, Hua Haoyan, Dongfang Zhuo, Qiao Niangnu, and Wu Gaoge, waited in line. Chen Ping was left behind, and there was no sixth person in the line.

Chen Ping tried to detect the secret room with his spiritual sense, but was blocked by a forbidden god formation.

After [-] to [-] breaths, Di Xiuyuan came out with a calm face, Hua Haoyan flashed his body, and went in before the stone door was closed tightly.

Chen Ping put his hands together, as if he was thinking about something.

Master Yan's special conditions, he is confident that he can meet them.

The green shoots left by the Sky Vine to him back then have been cultivated to adulthood with the corpse of a monk Yuan Dan.

The twenty-year lifespan added by the green bud is equivalent to the effect of a fourth-grade longevity pill, which will definitely make Master Yan's heart beat.

The point is that what Chen Ping was thinking about was not this point, but how to take down Xuansen Leipan safely and securely.

The resources in the hands of these few are stronger than the other.

If it was really tough, he might still suffer.

"Chen Daoyou, please come in."

After a while, Master Yan's voice came from the room.

With a frown, Chen Ping pushed open the stone door and walked in.

"After so many years, fellow daoists haven't bought a magic weapon with the thunder attribute?"

Yan Jing sat on a chair and said calmly.

At that time, the incognito Chen Ye approached him, wanting to buy a thunder attribute psychic artifact at a price that was [-]% higher than the market price.

But he saw that this person was just an unknown person, and he could not gain other benefits except spirit stones, so he refused.

Relying on his prominent status, Yan Jing didn't feel any guilt about his deceitful behavior in the early years.

"If Chen gets his wish, he won't appear in front of Master Yan."

Grinning, Chen Ping said gently, never mentioning what happened last time.

"It's not easy for fellow Taoists to take pictures of the thunder pan."

Yan Jing's tone eased a little, and he said slowly: "Master Wu, Fellow Daoist Hua, and Fellow Daoist Di have taken a fancy to the life-enhancing things."

"Among them, Master Wu and Fellow Daoist Hua provided some kind of unorthodox elixir, which can increase one's lifespan by four years, and the fourth-order spiritual item that Fellow Daoist Di took out can even increase one's lifespan by seven years."

"Master Yan, take a look at Chen's treasure first."

Chen Ping said with confidence, and opened the brocade box in his hand.

Spread out in the box is a strange-looking white-leaved vine grass, with a bright blue light, and its body surface is wrapped in a layer of spiritual mist, exuding a seductive fragrance.

"What is this?"

Yan Jing was startled, and after taking a deep breath, he couldn't move his eyes.

He sensed a lot of vitality from that little vine, far surpassing the life-enhancing treasure that the others took out.

"This is a high-grade grafted Lingzhi Qinbao vine cultivated by a friend of Chen, and it has been used to prolong life for twenty years."

Chen Ping said calmly.

Of course he couldn't directly reveal the details of the Sky Vine.

"20 years of longevity!"

Yan Jing stood up from the chair with a "whoosh", held up the green vine and looked at it for a long time, without any doubts in his heart.

During this period, Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness tightly locked onto Yan Jing to prevent him from swallowing it alive.

Reluctantly putting the green vine back, Yan Jing immediately said: "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for being qualified to enter the next round of auctions. If you are the one who took the auction, then this grass can be worth 150 million spirit stones!"

"Why bother, Xuansen Leipan Chen offered 300 million spirit stones to buy."

Gently pushing the brocade box towards Yan Jing, Chen Ping said lightly, "I don't count the Qin Bao Teng, I will give Master Yan another 150 million."

"What does Daoyou Chen mean?"

Yan Jing narrowed his eyes and stared at Chen Ping without moving.

"Suspend the second round of auction, and Master Yan will directly complete the transaction with Chen in the secret room."

Chen Ping said bluntly.

"The old man's words have been released, how can he break his promise!"

Angrily flicking his sleeves, Yan Jing said extremely dissatisfied.

"Excuse me for Chen's farewell."

Chen Ping smiled coldly, rolled up the brocade box, turned around and left.

During this process, he deliberately slowed down.

Regardless of his domineering appearance, he was actually betting on how determined Yan Jing was to Tianqiongvine.

If this person paid more attention to reputation, he had no choice but to go back and apologize, and honestly participated in the second round of auction.

"Chen Daoyou!"

Finally, the moment Chen Ping was about to push open the stone gate, Yan Jing called him to stop, and said to himself with a wry smile: "This old man is already half a foot in the loess, and I am not afraid of offending all major forces." .”

"It's done!"

Chen Ping screamed excitedly in his heart, but on the surface he said calmly: "Master Yan is very clear, Chen admires it very much."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Yan Jing waved his hands helplessly, and said firmly, "I have to add a small condition."

"Master Yan, tell me."

Chen Ping said noncommittally.

"This old man wants to open the furnace to refine the last psychic artifact in his lifetime, but his mana has declined so much that it is extremely difficult for one person to complete the entire forging process."

"As far as I know, Fellow Daoist is a Yuandan cultivator of the fire attribute, especially suitable for melting materials, so I dare to invite Fellow Daoist to be the old man's helper for two or three years."

Yan Jing let out a long breath, and said with a heavy expression.

"When does it begin?"

Frowning, Chen Ping said softly: "Chen is going to participate in the meeting of the two cities, or even the trip to the secret realm, and probably won't have a lot of free time in the past ten years."

"It's okay, the old man's psychic tool is still in the stage of collecting materials, and it is estimated that it will be officially opened in 15 years."

Yan Jing replied like this.

"That's no problem next time."

Chen Ping agreed without thinking.

At this moment, his heart was filled with joy.

He was worried about learning the skill of refining weapons but had no way out, Yan Jing actually took the initiative to give him the opportunity.

Once this person sits down, he can call himself the successor of Yan Jing.

At that time, with the cover of his identity as a master craftsman, it will not be awkward for him to search for high-grade ores everywhere.

"Won't Master Yan sign a thick contract with me?"

Chen Ping kindly reminded.

"No need."

Smiling, Yan Jing said meaningfully: "Don't be afraid to tell fellow Taoists that the old master's swan song is a fire-attribute psychic tool."

"Oh?"

Savoring the meaning of Yan Jing's words carefully, Chen Ping's mood changed for a moment.

"Haha, fellow daoist, don't think too much."

A smug look flashed in his eyes, Yan Jing raised his arm and threw Xuan Sen Lei Pan to the opposite side.

As soon as Chen Ping caught the magic weapon, a pure and vast thunder spirit force circulated in the palm of his hand.

"Master Yan is happy!"

Chen Ping couldn't help being overjoyed, and at the same time handed over a brocade box and a storage ring containing 150 million spirit stones.

……

"This kid is even more cunning than a thousand-year-old fox demon."

Looking at Chen Ping who sneaked out from another doorway in the secret room, Yan Jing couldn't help laughing.

Just now, after the happy exchange between the two, Chen Ping asked him to wait in the secret room for a while.

Yan Jing didn't expose his little thoughts, and allowed him to leave the auction venue first.

After an incense stick of time, Yan Jing Shi ran out of the house, announcing the cancellation of the auction on the spot, and the psychic artifact had been exchanged to Chen Ping.

Now, Hua Haoyan, Dongfang Zhuo, Qiao Niang, Wu Gaoge, and Di Xiuyuan, who had a long-standing friendship with Chen Ping, were all furious. silhouette?

Especially for Lei Xiuhua Haoyan, who is determined to obtain the psychic artifact, he is extremely angry.

For Lei Pan, he prepared 500 to [-] million spirit stones, but how could he be placed in front of him like this?
But he didn't dare to vent his anger on Yan Jing's head.

"Damn foreign monk!"

Hua Haoyan's eyes shone coldly, and his fists clenched tightly.

After he returned to the sect, the first thing he did was to send his disciples to dig out of Chen Ping's retreat place and come to the door to discuss with him in person!
"The old ancestor of the Chen family is indeed as unpredictable as the rumors say."

Shen Wanwan pursed her lips and smiled, her eyes suddenly curved into two crescent moons.

This kind of out-of-the-ordinary monk is always impressive.

……

While the several Yuan Dan Daxiu at the auction were cursing wildly, they didn't know that Chen Ping, whom they were thinking about, arrived at the retreat cave in Landu Ridge after an hour.

Turning around the hillside, Chen Ping took away the Thunderbolt Array without delay.

Then put Chi E and the two apes in the worm room into the spirit beast bracelet, and then smashed a secret room with his palm.

"Mu'er, pack up quickly and run away with Master."

Chen Ping hurriedly ordered.

Weng Mu, who was refining spiritual power, looked confused, and asked tentatively: "Are you the master?"

"nonsense."

Chen Ping waved his hands impatiently, and said angrily: "This is the true face of a teacher, there is no big mistake in being cautious, and you must follow my example when you walk in the cultivation world in the future."

"The apprentice will keep it in his heart."

Weng Mu's heart trembled, although he didn't know what happened, he still obediently put away his bags.

The handsome man in front of him, his appearance is indeed different from before, but judging from the tone of his speech, it is definitely the master himself.

After dozens of breaths, a beam of cyan light broke through the clouds without warning, and quickly flew away from the Landuling Mountains.

……

Fifteen hundred miles to the west of Fuyou Daochang.

In a small concave valley, Chen Ping's master and apprentice landed directly at the bottom of the mountain range.

"Mu'er, you are in charge of digging mountains and breaking rocks to build a new cave. Remember to enclose an underground platform with a radius of one hundred feet so that it is convenient for you and me to build puppets."

Standing on a tree trunk, Chen Ping commanded condescendingly.

Then, he released two second-level apes to act together with Weng Mu.

"Understood, Master."

Weng Mu was shocked violently, and said in a trembling voice.

No wonder he was afraid and worried.

On the way, Master revealed his true identity to him.

He turned out to be the famous ancestor of the Chen family, Chen Ping, hundreds of thousands of miles away.

It can be seen from the description of Qihuang Chamber of Commerce.

Killing like hemp, tyrannical and innocent, with a weird temper...

Even if there are mostly smear elements, it can't stand the subtle propaganda.

"Why should you care about spreading rumors, Master treats me well anyway."

Weng Mu gritted his teeth and got rid of the thoughts he shouldn't have, and worked hard with all his heart.

The cultivation bases of the two apes and one man were very good. After just half a day, the general outline of the new cave was formed.

After setting up the two third-level formations, Chen Ping turned into blue light again and flew down.

Next, he will formally tidy up his cave, arrange the worm room, and open up secret passages...

The night is as cool as water, and the moonlight shines down.

Chen Ping was in an extremely quiet stone room, holding a bunch of pill bottles in his hands, and carefully looked at the things inside with his spiritual consciousness.

Seven sea tide pills with two patterns!
"Break through the realm of physical cultivation first, and then integrate Xuansen Leipan will be much easier."

Stretching out two fingers, Chen Ping deftly picked up one of the pills and stuffed it into his mouth.

Feeling the surging medicinal power emanating, he slowly closed his eyes.

One day...two days...three days...

A whole ten days passed quietly.

Regardless of day or night, Chen Ping was concentrating on refining Haichao Pills all the time, until the sixth pill, waves of surging and pure power surged out from the sweat pores.

His body refining realm has been stagnant for many years, and finally broke through the late Yuan Dan stage.

　Three-in-one, 6k, add more for 1000 monthly pass!Daoists who have a monthly pass vote more, 1500 is added, huh.

　　
　
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