Haoyu Zhenxian
Chapter 448 An Accident Happened
Chapter 448 An Accident Happened
"The juniors and others have no objections."
The three of them looked at each other secretly, and finally Qi Wei, who had the highest cultivation base, replied.
The level of cultivation in the Shuangcheng sea area is well developed, and the prices are relatively high.
The foundation-building monks get fifty spirit stones a month, which is really dispensable wages.
However, staying in a dojo full of aura to practice can save a lot of expenses on pills, which is much more comfortable than the Zongmen's residence in poor mountains and rivers.
What's more, Chen Ping had explained to Suzerain Yang that the salaries of the three of them would be paid at half of the usual amount. Generally speaking, the current salary was better.
"Everyone understands each other. When the business is booming in the future, we will add more slowly."
Chen Ping appropriately showed a hint of relief.
He knew very well that Qi Wei and the others were probably dissatisfied.
But it is the same reason that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
At the beginning, hundreds of spirit stones were opened every month, and the life of the monks was long, so how should the salary be increased in the future?
Is it possible to distribute three or five thousand spirit stones?
If you don't raise money for many years, others will even resent the boss in turn.
Chen Ping has long understood the complexity of human nature.
Therefore, he would rather start with a very low number at the beginning, and slowly increase by one hundred, two hundred, three hundred.
In this process, the other party will always hold the psychology of gratitude and expectation, and do things in a down-to-earth manner.
Next, Chen Ping briefly explained the idea of the construction to the four people, and then gave Weng Mu 20 spirit stones, asking him to take full responsibility and open the store within half a month.
The only requirement is that the decoration must look luxurious.
After finishing speaking, he turned and left, walked around the attic, and prepared to find a suitable location to deploy the third-level formation.
"What orders does Shopkeeper Weng have, just speak up."
Qi Wei and the Wang brothers seemed to have communicated in advance, and said in unison.
On the way to the dojo, the honorary elder had already pointed out Weng Mu's family background.
No matter how strong or weak he is, the two monks in the Yuandan realm behind him are enough to make ordinary monks stand in awe and dare not make mistakes.
"Please fellow daoists, buy decoration materials separately from me."
Weng Mu clasped his fists together, appearing approachable.
"I will do my best to finish it."
Qi Wei and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although they didn't get along for a long time, their shopkeeper didn't seem to have such a strong personality like the honorary elder.
……
For the next half month, Weng Mu and the three deacons were busy.
They bought many second-order moonstones in Fangshi, and embedded them in the concave holes of the surrounding stone walls.
Moreover, thousands of pots of various spiritual flowers and spiritual herbs were purchased, and no inch of space was spared at the stairways, halls, and corners.
With the continuous investment of 20 spirit stones, the empty attic finally has some style and luxury.
"good."
He personally hung a gilt plaque with a length of two feet and a width of several feet on the door, and Chen Ping looked quite happy.
"Haichangfang!"
When everyone saw the big characters on the plaque, they all felt a chill in their hearts.
This attic was not named after a puppet, so it can be seen that Chen Ping's ambition is indeed not small.
Naturally, Chen Ping did not take into account the thoughts of the juniors, and leisurely inspected the store.
The first and second floors of Haichang Fang are spacious halls dedicated to selling ready-made puppets and common materials.
At present, more than 50 puppets of various types are placed in the huge crystal counter for customers to choose.
The third and fourth floors are temporarily vacant. When the reputation of Haichangfang improves, Chen Ping plans to renovate it and open an auction house.
And the big platform on the fifth floor is where Weng Mu and he usually make puppets, no monks are allowed to trespass without their permission.
The top floor is the residence of the shopkeeper, deacons, and attendants.
There is a separate room for the shopkeeper and deacon, and a room for five attendants.
As for Chen Ping himself, he didn't expect to live in a secret room openly.
He often uses ghost flowers and Kutong Tianlian to assist in his cultivation. To ensure safety, he will invite a formation master to create a secret place where he lives alone.
"Master, I will pick some maids later, and there are not enough tables and chairs."
Weng Mu said respectfully after handing over the details of the recent shipments.
"Why do you need to buy these things yourself, you underestimate the network of teachers."
With a weird smile, Chen Ping took out dozens of jade slips with a calm expression, and with a wave of his sleeves, the jade slips flew towards the four people who established the foundation.
"You follow the mark and send the post to the hands of the major forces."
"Baodan Chamber of Commerce!"
"Immortal Tea Pavilion, Lanyue Pavilion!"
"The Emperor Beast Sect, Qing guest residence, Beauty Palace!"
"Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce?"
"Jifeng Mountain?"
Several people looked at Chen Ping with even more awe.
It is incredible that a monk from outside knows so many top forces in the city.
"The invitation post is posted, it's their business whether they come or not."
Chen Ping turned his back to the sky and said silently in his heart.
Regardless of whether they are familiar or not, whether they have grievances or grievances in the past, he distributed invitations to all major forces.
However, he deliberately avoided the Jindan sect that had no intersection, such as Youhuomen and Hanyaogu.
……
Three days later, Haichangfang opened with a high profile.
Yin Xianyi from Lanyue Pavilion personally came to the scene and presented two pots of third-order spiritual trees.
Now, the rumors in the market are completely confirmed, there is at least one Jindan real person standing behind Chen Ping!
Except for Yin Xianyi, the monks who came to celebrate that day were all prominent.
Tang Lilin of the Baodan Chamber of Commerce, Yu Yangchang, Qing Keju Dansheng, Shen Wanwan of Lanyue Pavilion, Yan Jing, master of crafting, Yu Suoxin of Hongyan Palace, Weng Fuhong, commander of the inner sea, etc., are all influential figures.
As he expected, the Qihuang Chamber of Commerce and Jifeng Mountain did not send anyone.
Under Chen Ping's enthusiastic recommendation, more than 50 second-order puppets were swept away by various forces.
Earn 200 million spirit stones in a single day!
However, the glory of Haichangfang is only preserved on the opening day.
In the following year, the puppet business plummeted, and the shopkeeper, Weng Mu, was extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
"Master, my disciple asks to see you."
In a dark corner of Haichangfang, Weng Mu lowered his eyebrows and his eyes were pleasing to the eye, his voice was extremely low.
After a while, the dark space seemed to be opened by someone, and a corner was torn open, revealing the figure of a man in a blue shirt.
"The air outside is still fresh."
Turning his neck, Chen Ping said something to himself.
The black space he just walked out of was a secret realm built with three infinite profound crystals.
Eight months ago, through Shen Wanwan's introduction, he spent 20 Lingshi to invite a formation master from Lanyuezong, and successfully opened up a secret realm.
Due to the limitation of the number and grade of the infinite profound crystals, this secret realm can only be called miniature.
The radius is only three feet, unable to move, and the spiritual energy is not as sufficient as the outside world.
The only advantage is that it is extremely concealed, and even the spiritual consciousness of a monk at the early stage of Golden Core cannot penetrate it.
Although mid-term monks like Yin Xianyi can forcefully break through, Chen Ping has enough reaction time, so he is not afraid of exposing the ghost tree's existence.
"Mu'er, what are you reporting?"
Chen Ping said gently.
In the past year, he basically hid in the secret realm to retreat and cultivate, and the work in the shop was managed by Weng Mu and others, who rarely hindered him.
"Master, last month, the pavilion earned 6 spirit stones, and the net profit was [-]. After the monthly poll tax is apportioned, and the wages of all the repairers are deducted, there is not much public money left to belong to the account."
Weng Mu said helplessly.
After listening, Chen Ping didn't answer the words, and turned around with his spiritual consciousness.
In the entire attic, there are only thirty or so breaths of living beings.
Including ten little black-haired monkeys, fifteen qi-training maids from the Beauty Palace, four Foundation Establishment, plus him.
There are very few customers who are actually picking out treasures.
"Don't be impatient, business is done slowly."
Chen Ping said flatly, not paying attention to it at all.
The reason for Haichangfang's depression is clear to him.
It is nothing more than that the treasures sold are too single, and the monks are not wide enough.
In the cultivation world, there are not many real puppet masters.
Cultivators who are not puppet masters can generally only exert [-] to [-]% of their power when driving puppets.
Given the choice, others would rather choose to buy talismans or magic weapons.
For fifty years, Chen Ping did not expect to rely on Haichangfang to earn huge resources.
Attracting alchemists, talisman painters and other talents to join in and comprehensively improve the foundation is the most important thing at the moment.
As long as Haichangfang maintains a state of not losing money, he is already satisfied.
"Do those maids think the wages are too low?"
Chen Ping suddenly said for no reason.
"Master is very aware. The fifteen maids are all from the Beauty Palace. They used to be able to easily earn hundreds of spirit stones in a month, but now they have dropped by ten times. It is indeed relatively negative to treat guests on weekdays."
After deliberating for a moment, Weng Mu said ten thousand five hundred and ten.
Sweeping at the protruding figures of the maids, Chen Ping grinned.
After Yu Suoxin learned about Yin Xianyi's relationship with him, he eagerly came to show his affection. Unfortunately, Haichangfang's business was too poor to pay for these beauties who used to lie down and earn spirit stones.
"You pass on my order, but all the attendants who have been in this pavilion for ten years will be taught a mysterious exercise."
Touching his chin, Chen Ping ordered.
Although the method of soliciting customers in the Beauty Palace is crooked, the effect is absolutely strong.
He didn't intend to let these maids with special skills go easily.
"Master is wise, in this way, they will be reluctant to leave."
Weng Mu's eyes lit up, and he echoed loudly.
"If there are still people who complain about this, you will kill them directly."
His eyes flickered coldly, and Chen Ping said with a cold expression: "The management of the store is similar to that of the sect, with a soft heart, and one day some unknown people will jump out and ride on your head."
"Although you are a registered disciple of this seat, you must not have a peaceful mind. Otherwise, it will be effortless for a teacher to train a few more juniors."
Such words made Weng Mu shudder, and a trace of fear flashed across his face.
……
The Fuyou Dojo was full of voices.
There were more than twice as many monks coming and going as before. Chen Ping stopped in front of a teahouse, his expression a bit ugly.
After this retreat, the elixir was almost used up, and the Qingfengyu soup and the fourth-order spirit wine were exhausted early.
Calculated based on the number of spiritual acupoints opened up in the body, about one hundred high-quality elixirs need to be refined before Yuan Dan is perfected.
However, as high-ranking monks frantically flocked into Fuyou City from all over the world, the situation of too many monks and too little porridge quickly intensified. Not to mention the high-quality medicines with three or four patterns, even the ordinary pills with one or two patterns were almost sold out.
The pill bottle in his hand was bought with a good deal of money from Yu Yangchang just now.
It's just ten grains of Zengyuan pills with three lines, nothing more than a drop in the bucket!
As for the channels of the Baodan Chamber of Commerce, Chen Ping had no hope at all.
Because the news of Shen Wanwan becoming a Taoist couple with him spread out in a small area unknowingly.
Tang Lilin was furious and went to Haichangfang several times, but he avoided seeing him.
At least before the Golden Core Realm, he would never want to get another cultivation elixir from Fatty Tang.
Chen Ping, who had no resources but no pills to take, was so depressed that he simply turned around and went to the Lingchuan Pavilion.
Half a year ago, Fang Jinpeng successfully built a small spirit ship with the white leaf tree king.
His skills were naturally recognized by Chen Ping.
The two talked secretly for a long time, and Chen Ping left a piece of third-order spirit wood and 20 spirit stones and left.
……
At noon on the third day, a beam of sound-transmitting paper cranes flew from the street to the end of the street, and finally shot into Haichangfang.
Chen Ping summoned him to have a look and found that the paper crane was made by Yin Xianyi.
She stated that the meeting of the two cities will start in less than two months, and the golden core monks from the two cities of Fuyou and Yanning are all planning to rush to Tianshou Island in advance to deter the monsters.
The major forces and casual cultivators who intend to participate in the follow-up only need to leave within one month.
Staring at the flames transformed into paper cranes, Chen Ping frowned.
More than a year has passed since now, how come the clansmen haven't arrived in Fuyou City yet?
Was there an accident along the way?
"Take the spirit ship of Lanyuezong, even if there are evil cultivators with Jindan in command, they dare not take the liberty to loot it."
Gathering his mind, Chen Ping suppressed a trace of anxiety in his heart.
……
The time of half a month is fleeting.
Today, Chen Ping, who was meditating and practicing, suddenly opened his eyes, and the next moment he appeared from the secret place, and his eyes turned to the outside of the attic.
Shen Wanwan, wrapped in a white dress, rushed into the pavilion and flew directly to the top floor. After meeting Chen Ping, she said anxiously: "Pinglang, something happened to the Chen family!"
"Have a cup of tea first."
Chen Ping smiled lightly when he heard the words, then waved his sleeve robe, and moved a cup of steaming tea towards Shen Wanwan.
"Two months ago, Kongming Island was attacked by a large group of evil cultivators. Although it was protected by formations and the city was not broken, your Chen family suffered heavy casualties. Five or six of the foundation cultivators fell."
"If it wasn't for the fact that the two Yuandans from the Broken Star Sect happened to be guests on Kongming Island at that time, the consequences would have been disastrous."
"When the Zongmen Spirit Ship arrived, Chen Xiangwen, Fellow Daoist Chen, was seriously injured. He asked the monks of this sect to pass on a message to you, and he can only send his people to Fuyou City after he has stabilized the situation on Kongming Island."
Shen Wanwan was not in the mood to drink tea at all, and conveyed with her spiritual thoughts.
After a long silence, Chen Ping squeezed the cup and said expressionlessly: "Wanwan, can you find out which evil cultivator did it?"
"Although the two late-stage Yuandan cultivators in the lead have changed their appearances, according to the detailed description of their exercises and Taoist artifacts by Fellow Daoist Chen Xiangwen, they should be from the evil cultivator camp in Shuangcheng, Feiyaling!"
There was a hint of worry in Shen Wanwan's eyes.
"That family has an evil cultivator with the leader of the Ice Spirit Root Golden Core!"
Raising his eyebrows vigorously, Chen Ping thought to himself, "Why did Feiyaling attack Kongming Island for no reason?"
Fei Yaling used to be the mortal enemy of the Deng family, and the Chen family destroyed the Deng family, so they should applaud.
Moreover, Kongming Island is tens of thousands of miles away from the cultivation world of Shuangcheng, Chen Ping does not believe that there is no reason for the incident.
"Before Dou Hanhai's alchemy..."
Shen Wanwan murmured, but stopped talking.
"Does Wanwan know what's going on?"
Pupils shrank slightly, Chen Ping said coldly.
"Although the Fuyou Palace prohibits the major sects from exchanging goods with evil cultivators, secretly, for the sake of considerable benefits, there are countless restless forces."
"According to the information we have, the Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce has always been in contact with Dou Hanhai, and there is even an evil cultivator from Feiyaling in the Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce!"
Gritting her silver teeth, Shen Wanwan said with an ugly expression.
"Oh?"
Chen Ping quietly looked out the window with his hands behind his back.
He didn't ask why several major sects didn't eradicate such naive words as evil cultivators in advance when they knew about it.
The distinction between good and evil in the cultivation world is inherently blurred.
Maybe the top forces that flaunt the righteous way, such as Lanyuezong, Youhuomen, Jiandingzong, etc., have colluded with evil cultivators.
"Wanwan, the Golden Core cultivators in Floating Nether City are really gone?"
Chen Ping turned around slowly, a murderous look loomed between his brows!
Thank you Headless Ghost, are you tired of accompanying me for a reward of 1000 points!
(End of this chapter)
"The juniors and others have no objections."
The three of them looked at each other secretly, and finally Qi Wei, who had the highest cultivation base, replied.
The level of cultivation in the Shuangcheng sea area is well developed, and the prices are relatively high.
The foundation-building monks get fifty spirit stones a month, which is really dispensable wages.
However, staying in a dojo full of aura to practice can save a lot of expenses on pills, which is much more comfortable than the Zongmen's residence in poor mountains and rivers.
What's more, Chen Ping had explained to Suzerain Yang that the salaries of the three of them would be paid at half of the usual amount. Generally speaking, the current salary was better.
"Everyone understands each other. When the business is booming in the future, we will add more slowly."
Chen Ping appropriately showed a hint of relief.
He knew very well that Qi Wei and the others were probably dissatisfied.
But it is the same reason that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
At the beginning, hundreds of spirit stones were opened every month, and the life of the monks was long, so how should the salary be increased in the future?
Is it possible to distribute three or five thousand spirit stones?
If you don't raise money for many years, others will even resent the boss in turn.
Chen Ping has long understood the complexity of human nature.
Therefore, he would rather start with a very low number at the beginning, and slowly increase by one hundred, two hundred, three hundred.
In this process, the other party will always hold the psychology of gratitude and expectation, and do things in a down-to-earth manner.
Next, Chen Ping briefly explained the idea of the construction to the four people, and then gave Weng Mu 20 spirit stones, asking him to take full responsibility and open the store within half a month.
The only requirement is that the decoration must look luxurious.
After finishing speaking, he turned and left, walked around the attic, and prepared to find a suitable location to deploy the third-level formation.
"What orders does Shopkeeper Weng have, just speak up."
Qi Wei and the Wang brothers seemed to have communicated in advance, and said in unison.
On the way to the dojo, the honorary elder had already pointed out Weng Mu's family background.
No matter how strong or weak he is, the two monks in the Yuandan realm behind him are enough to make ordinary monks stand in awe and dare not make mistakes.
"Please fellow daoists, buy decoration materials separately from me."
Weng Mu clasped his fists together, appearing approachable.
"I will do my best to finish it."
Qi Wei and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although they didn't get along for a long time, their shopkeeper didn't seem to have such a strong personality like the honorary elder.
……
For the next half month, Weng Mu and the three deacons were busy.
They bought many second-order moonstones in Fangshi, and embedded them in the concave holes of the surrounding stone walls.
Moreover, thousands of pots of various spiritual flowers and spiritual herbs were purchased, and no inch of space was spared at the stairways, halls, and corners.
With the continuous investment of 20 spirit stones, the empty attic finally has some style and luxury.
"good."
He personally hung a gilt plaque with a length of two feet and a width of several feet on the door, and Chen Ping looked quite happy.
"Haichangfang!"
When everyone saw the big characters on the plaque, they all felt a chill in their hearts.
This attic was not named after a puppet, so it can be seen that Chen Ping's ambition is indeed not small.
Naturally, Chen Ping did not take into account the thoughts of the juniors, and leisurely inspected the store.
The first and second floors of Haichang Fang are spacious halls dedicated to selling ready-made puppets and common materials.
At present, more than 50 puppets of various types are placed in the huge crystal counter for customers to choose.
The third and fourth floors are temporarily vacant. When the reputation of Haichangfang improves, Chen Ping plans to renovate it and open an auction house.
And the big platform on the fifth floor is where Weng Mu and he usually make puppets, no monks are allowed to trespass without their permission.
The top floor is the residence of the shopkeeper, deacons, and attendants.
There is a separate room for the shopkeeper and deacon, and a room for five attendants.
As for Chen Ping himself, he didn't expect to live in a secret room openly.
He often uses ghost flowers and Kutong Tianlian to assist in his cultivation. To ensure safety, he will invite a formation master to create a secret place where he lives alone.
"Master, I will pick some maids later, and there are not enough tables and chairs."
Weng Mu said respectfully after handing over the details of the recent shipments.
"Why do you need to buy these things yourself, you underestimate the network of teachers."
With a weird smile, Chen Ping took out dozens of jade slips with a calm expression, and with a wave of his sleeves, the jade slips flew towards the four people who established the foundation.
"You follow the mark and send the post to the hands of the major forces."
"Baodan Chamber of Commerce!"
"Immortal Tea Pavilion, Lanyue Pavilion!"
"The Emperor Beast Sect, Qing guest residence, Beauty Palace!"
"Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce?"
"Jifeng Mountain?"
Several people looked at Chen Ping with even more awe.
It is incredible that a monk from outside knows so many top forces in the city.
"The invitation post is posted, it's their business whether they come or not."
Chen Ping turned his back to the sky and said silently in his heart.
Regardless of whether they are familiar or not, whether they have grievances or grievances in the past, he distributed invitations to all major forces.
However, he deliberately avoided the Jindan sect that had no intersection, such as Youhuomen and Hanyaogu.
……
Three days later, Haichangfang opened with a high profile.
Yin Xianyi from Lanyue Pavilion personally came to the scene and presented two pots of third-order spiritual trees.
Now, the rumors in the market are completely confirmed, there is at least one Jindan real person standing behind Chen Ping!
Except for Yin Xianyi, the monks who came to celebrate that day were all prominent.
Tang Lilin of the Baodan Chamber of Commerce, Yu Yangchang, Qing Keju Dansheng, Shen Wanwan of Lanyue Pavilion, Yan Jing, master of crafting, Yu Suoxin of Hongyan Palace, Weng Fuhong, commander of the inner sea, etc., are all influential figures.
As he expected, the Qihuang Chamber of Commerce and Jifeng Mountain did not send anyone.
Under Chen Ping's enthusiastic recommendation, more than 50 second-order puppets were swept away by various forces.
Earn 200 million spirit stones in a single day!
However, the glory of Haichangfang is only preserved on the opening day.
In the following year, the puppet business plummeted, and the shopkeeper, Weng Mu, was extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
"Master, my disciple asks to see you."
In a dark corner of Haichangfang, Weng Mu lowered his eyebrows and his eyes were pleasing to the eye, his voice was extremely low.
After a while, the dark space seemed to be opened by someone, and a corner was torn open, revealing the figure of a man in a blue shirt.
"The air outside is still fresh."
Turning his neck, Chen Ping said something to himself.
The black space he just walked out of was a secret realm built with three infinite profound crystals.
Eight months ago, through Shen Wanwan's introduction, he spent 20 Lingshi to invite a formation master from Lanyuezong, and successfully opened up a secret realm.
Due to the limitation of the number and grade of the infinite profound crystals, this secret realm can only be called miniature.
The radius is only three feet, unable to move, and the spiritual energy is not as sufficient as the outside world.
The only advantage is that it is extremely concealed, and even the spiritual consciousness of a monk at the early stage of Golden Core cannot penetrate it.
Although mid-term monks like Yin Xianyi can forcefully break through, Chen Ping has enough reaction time, so he is not afraid of exposing the ghost tree's existence.
"Mu'er, what are you reporting?"
Chen Ping said gently.
In the past year, he basically hid in the secret realm to retreat and cultivate, and the work in the shop was managed by Weng Mu and others, who rarely hindered him.
"Master, last month, the pavilion earned 6 spirit stones, and the net profit was [-]. After the monthly poll tax is apportioned, and the wages of all the repairers are deducted, there is not much public money left to belong to the account."
Weng Mu said helplessly.
After listening, Chen Ping didn't answer the words, and turned around with his spiritual consciousness.
In the entire attic, there are only thirty or so breaths of living beings.
Including ten little black-haired monkeys, fifteen qi-training maids from the Beauty Palace, four Foundation Establishment, plus him.
There are very few customers who are actually picking out treasures.
"Don't be impatient, business is done slowly."
Chen Ping said flatly, not paying attention to it at all.
The reason for Haichangfang's depression is clear to him.
It is nothing more than that the treasures sold are too single, and the monks are not wide enough.
In the cultivation world, there are not many real puppet masters.
Cultivators who are not puppet masters can generally only exert [-] to [-]% of their power when driving puppets.
Given the choice, others would rather choose to buy talismans or magic weapons.
For fifty years, Chen Ping did not expect to rely on Haichangfang to earn huge resources.
Attracting alchemists, talisman painters and other talents to join in and comprehensively improve the foundation is the most important thing at the moment.
As long as Haichangfang maintains a state of not losing money, he is already satisfied.
"Do those maids think the wages are too low?"
Chen Ping suddenly said for no reason.
"Master is very aware. The fifteen maids are all from the Beauty Palace. They used to be able to easily earn hundreds of spirit stones in a month, but now they have dropped by ten times. It is indeed relatively negative to treat guests on weekdays."
After deliberating for a moment, Weng Mu said ten thousand five hundred and ten.
Sweeping at the protruding figures of the maids, Chen Ping grinned.
After Yu Suoxin learned about Yin Xianyi's relationship with him, he eagerly came to show his affection. Unfortunately, Haichangfang's business was too poor to pay for these beauties who used to lie down and earn spirit stones.
"You pass on my order, but all the attendants who have been in this pavilion for ten years will be taught a mysterious exercise."
Touching his chin, Chen Ping ordered.
Although the method of soliciting customers in the Beauty Palace is crooked, the effect is absolutely strong.
He didn't intend to let these maids with special skills go easily.
"Master is wise, in this way, they will be reluctant to leave."
Weng Mu's eyes lit up, and he echoed loudly.
"If there are still people who complain about this, you will kill them directly."
His eyes flickered coldly, and Chen Ping said with a cold expression: "The management of the store is similar to that of the sect, with a soft heart, and one day some unknown people will jump out and ride on your head."
"Although you are a registered disciple of this seat, you must not have a peaceful mind. Otherwise, it will be effortless for a teacher to train a few more juniors."
Such words made Weng Mu shudder, and a trace of fear flashed across his face.
……
The Fuyou Dojo was full of voices.
There were more than twice as many monks coming and going as before. Chen Ping stopped in front of a teahouse, his expression a bit ugly.
After this retreat, the elixir was almost used up, and the Qingfengyu soup and the fourth-order spirit wine were exhausted early.
Calculated based on the number of spiritual acupoints opened up in the body, about one hundred high-quality elixirs need to be refined before Yuan Dan is perfected.
However, as high-ranking monks frantically flocked into Fuyou City from all over the world, the situation of too many monks and too little porridge quickly intensified. Not to mention the high-quality medicines with three or four patterns, even the ordinary pills with one or two patterns were almost sold out.
The pill bottle in his hand was bought with a good deal of money from Yu Yangchang just now.
It's just ten grains of Zengyuan pills with three lines, nothing more than a drop in the bucket!
As for the channels of the Baodan Chamber of Commerce, Chen Ping had no hope at all.
Because the news of Shen Wanwan becoming a Taoist couple with him spread out in a small area unknowingly.
Tang Lilin was furious and went to Haichangfang several times, but he avoided seeing him.
At least before the Golden Core Realm, he would never want to get another cultivation elixir from Fatty Tang.
Chen Ping, who had no resources but no pills to take, was so depressed that he simply turned around and went to the Lingchuan Pavilion.
Half a year ago, Fang Jinpeng successfully built a small spirit ship with the white leaf tree king.
His skills were naturally recognized by Chen Ping.
The two talked secretly for a long time, and Chen Ping left a piece of third-order spirit wood and 20 spirit stones and left.
……
At noon on the third day, a beam of sound-transmitting paper cranes flew from the street to the end of the street, and finally shot into Haichangfang.
Chen Ping summoned him to have a look and found that the paper crane was made by Yin Xianyi.
She stated that the meeting of the two cities will start in less than two months, and the golden core monks from the two cities of Fuyou and Yanning are all planning to rush to Tianshou Island in advance to deter the monsters.
The major forces and casual cultivators who intend to participate in the follow-up only need to leave within one month.
Staring at the flames transformed into paper cranes, Chen Ping frowned.
More than a year has passed since now, how come the clansmen haven't arrived in Fuyou City yet?
Was there an accident along the way?
"Take the spirit ship of Lanyuezong, even if there are evil cultivators with Jindan in command, they dare not take the liberty to loot it."
Gathering his mind, Chen Ping suppressed a trace of anxiety in his heart.
……
The time of half a month is fleeting.
Today, Chen Ping, who was meditating and practicing, suddenly opened his eyes, and the next moment he appeared from the secret place, and his eyes turned to the outside of the attic.
Shen Wanwan, wrapped in a white dress, rushed into the pavilion and flew directly to the top floor. After meeting Chen Ping, she said anxiously: "Pinglang, something happened to the Chen family!"
"Have a cup of tea first."
Chen Ping smiled lightly when he heard the words, then waved his sleeve robe, and moved a cup of steaming tea towards Shen Wanwan.
"Two months ago, Kongming Island was attacked by a large group of evil cultivators. Although it was protected by formations and the city was not broken, your Chen family suffered heavy casualties. Five or six of the foundation cultivators fell."
"If it wasn't for the fact that the two Yuandans from the Broken Star Sect happened to be guests on Kongming Island at that time, the consequences would have been disastrous."
"When the Zongmen Spirit Ship arrived, Chen Xiangwen, Fellow Daoist Chen, was seriously injured. He asked the monks of this sect to pass on a message to you, and he can only send his people to Fuyou City after he has stabilized the situation on Kongming Island."
Shen Wanwan was not in the mood to drink tea at all, and conveyed with her spiritual thoughts.
After a long silence, Chen Ping squeezed the cup and said expressionlessly: "Wanwan, can you find out which evil cultivator did it?"
"Although the two late-stage Yuandan cultivators in the lead have changed their appearances, according to the detailed description of their exercises and Taoist artifacts by Fellow Daoist Chen Xiangwen, they should be from the evil cultivator camp in Shuangcheng, Feiyaling!"
There was a hint of worry in Shen Wanwan's eyes.
"That family has an evil cultivator with the leader of the Ice Spirit Root Golden Core!"
Raising his eyebrows vigorously, Chen Ping thought to himself, "Why did Feiyaling attack Kongming Island for no reason?"
Fei Yaling used to be the mortal enemy of the Deng family, and the Chen family destroyed the Deng family, so they should applaud.
Moreover, Kongming Island is tens of thousands of miles away from the cultivation world of Shuangcheng, Chen Ping does not believe that there is no reason for the incident.
"Before Dou Hanhai's alchemy..."
Shen Wanwan murmured, but stopped talking.
"Does Wanwan know what's going on?"
Pupils shrank slightly, Chen Ping said coldly.
"Although the Fuyou Palace prohibits the major sects from exchanging goods with evil cultivators, secretly, for the sake of considerable benefits, there are countless restless forces."
"According to the information we have, the Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce has always been in contact with Dou Hanhai, and there is even an evil cultivator from Feiyaling in the Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce!"
Gritting her silver teeth, Shen Wanwan said with an ugly expression.
"Oh?"
Chen Ping quietly looked out the window with his hands behind his back.
He didn't ask why several major sects didn't eradicate such naive words as evil cultivators in advance when they knew about it.
The distinction between good and evil in the cultivation world is inherently blurred.
Maybe the top forces that flaunt the righteous way, such as Lanyuezong, Youhuomen, Jiandingzong, etc., have colluded with evil cultivators.
"Wanwan, the Golden Core cultivators in Floating Nether City are really gone?"
Chen Ping turned around slowly, a murderous look loomed between his brows!
Thank you Headless Ghost, are you tired of accompanying me for a reward of 1000 points!
(End of this chapter)
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