Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 452 Yuan Pill Great Perfection

The moment the pagoda was destroyed, in Wu Gaoge's horrified eyes, Chen Ping punched his dantian without any frills.

"Bah!"

When the distance between the two was less than half a foot, suddenly, there was a sharp piercing sound, which caused Chen Ping's eyes to ache.

A cold wind blew in front of the front door, and a hair-like strange needle shot out from the void that was close at hand, and reached between Chen Ping's eyebrows.

This needle is crystal clear, neither gold nor wood, and the brilliance emitted from the surface is also strong and weak at times, which is really strange.

"Thank you fellow daoist for the great opportunity."

Stuffing the tree-root-shaped ghost wood into the storage ring, the corner of Wu Gaoge's mouth twitched, there was no trace of panic in his eyes, but a sinister smile that succeeded in trickery.

In order to paralyze Chen Ping, he pretended to be lost by the ghost tree, and was willing to lose a low-grade psychic artifact.

At such a close distance, he didn't believe that this person had any other means to escape the carefully planned sneak attack.

However, what happened the next moment made Wu Gaoge unbelievable.

I saw Chen Ping gave him a cold glance, and stretched his arms forward with a slight blur.

"Ding!"

There was a crisp sound of metal impact, and the small hair needle seemed to be stuck on the steel plate, sticking to it like a spinning top and spinning crazily, the irritable golden spirit power was released from the needle tip without end, but it couldn't move forward an inch at all.

What blocked the flying needle's attack was actually a delicate conch shell that was gray in color and covered with dark purple patterns on the surface.

"What is this?"

Wu Gaoge's face changed drastically. The power of the fourth-level mid-level killing talisman can cause a little damage to the defensive low-level psychic artifact. This strange conch actually resisted it intact!
"呲呲"

The flying needle kept stirring on the surface of the conch, and the blood essence in Chen Ping's body was also being consumed rapidly.

Although the frontal impact of this needle can be intercepted by the gray conch, the force similar to hitting a cow across the mountain is far from being easily resolved.

If it weren't for his strong physical body, both skin and bones are tougher than ordinary Taoist tools, if it was a Dharma cultivator, he would have been crushed by the huge force and died.

"Break me!"

Chen Ping didn't hesitate anymore, and burned dozens of drops of blood essence in one go, piled up the strength in his hand to the extreme.

At this moment, the gray conch was like a shield to prevent substitute attacks. After a crisp sound, it finally shattered the strange needle.

Then, the bloody arm continued to grab Wu Gaoge's dantian violently.

"Wu Mou has worshiped under the seat of Qian Zhenren of Youhuomen. If you kill me, there will be no place for you in Yuanyan Islands!"

The fear of death drove Wu Gaoge completely mad, roaring in his mouth.

"Today, even if you are the heir of the Nascent Soul, you will not escape death!"

Chen Ping was unmoved at all, and at the same time he used his mind to reply sinisterly, he smashed Wu Gaoge's hastily condensed spiritual shield with a punch, and instantly changed from a fist to a claw, severely scratching his dantian.

Then there was a muffled sound, and countless sharp and sharp golden spirits shot out from it, sweeping towards Chen Ping overwhelmingly.

Aware of Wu Gaoge's intention to blew up the fake pill, Chen Ping's face darkened, and he used his remaining soul to shake off the connection between the two.

The outstretched palm was taken out again, and there was already a pale golden pill-shaped object.

Wu Gaoge couldn't help bending his body in pain, and almost immediately bowed down.

And Chen Ping followed closely, pressed his palm on his head, and immediately activated the Sky Night Soul Search Technique.

"Don't think about it!"

Taking advantage of the last glimmer of clarity, Wu Gaoge silently recited a formula, and then, a relieved and determined smile appeared on his face.

"boom!"

His head exploded directly like this, and his headless body fell straight down.

The sudden explosion of red and white splashed Chen Ping all over.

Chen Ping's face was instantly livid.

Wu Gaoge self-destructed his soul, which made his calculation of searching for the soul come to nothing.

And this person, as the helm of the Great Chamber of Commerce, has handled countless transactions in his life, and has mastered at least a dozen or so profound skills.

Not getting this precious memory is tantamount to indirectly losing a large amount of spiritual stones, which sincerely made Chen Ping extremely painful.

But this situation is really normal.

Unless it was a repressive comparison of strengths, or a successful sneak attack, it would be extremely difficult to capture any high-ranking monk alive.

The secret method of self-destruction of the soul in an instant is not particularly precious, and it is not difficult to practice. Most high-level monks have mastered one.

Sighing lightly, Chen Ping swiped his fingertips in the air, and Wu Gaoge's body was cut into several pieces during the fall.

Immediately afterwards, Tunying knew that Wang Puppet swooped down, stretched his limbs and poked a hundred times, catching all the corpses.

After Wu Gaoge died, the spirituality of the seven-star light splitting ax dropped by half, the shadow of the ax retracted to the body, and the fairy rope lock swept around and shot back to Chen Ping with it.

On the other side, the pitch-black hill talisman that was fighting with the Chunyang sword also stopped suddenly, suspended and stopped.

The Chunyang Sword immediately turned around and flew back, while Chen Ping made a move in the air, and when the small mountain talisman reached him, it returned to the form of a talisman and fell lightly into his hand.

Chen Ping was just about to reach out to pick up the talisman, but the talisman paper "sizzled" in the middle, spontaneously ignited for no reason, turned into a ball of ashes and floated into the sea.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping raised his eyebrows, and his expression turned ugly.

It seems that this talisman has been used by monks several times, and the power is not much left, and it was finally exhausted in the tug-of-war with Chunyang Sword.

Chen Ping was heartbroken, but there was nothing he could do.

Fortunately, there is a pile of spoils on the spirit ship not far away, which can make up for it.

As soon as his figure fell, he first sorted out the treasures of Yuandan monks such as Zonghe and Chili'er, and then threw out a storage ring, and took the spirit ship full of corpses into it.

As for the only survivor of the Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce, the triangular-eyed Zhu Ji was caught in the mouth of the Dengyun Horse puppet and remained motionless.

Taking back the remaining puppets, Chen Ping drove the Ben Yunma to fly somewhere in the sky without a moment's pause.

Half a day later, a small island with a radius of thirty miles appeared below.

Most of the area of ​​this island is a piece of dark primitive forest.

The trees inside are tall and dense with dense leaves. Occasionally, low animal roars can be heard, giving people a strange and eerie feeling.

After sweeping back and forth for a few laps with his divine sense, he found that the strongest creatures were only a few monsters at the peak of the second order, Deng Yunma's light faded away, and Chen Ping appeared on the edge.

"This small island lacks aura, so there should be very few monks coming to this place."

Chen Ping murmured a few words, and when he closed his eyes, he turned into a long rainbow again and went straight to the depths of the mountain forest.

……

At the foot of an inconspicuous mountain peak, Chen Ping opened up a simple cave with a swing of the Chunyang Sword.

After quickly arranging the array of neon clothes, he fell headlong in front of the stone bed.

After the battle with the cultivators of the Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce, although his physical body was not seriously injured, his soul was consumed excessively due to the continuous use of the coral magic image twice.

If it wasn't for his strong will, he might have fallen into a coma at this time.

With his eyes closed, it took a while to get rid of the dizziness in his head.

The sharp pain from his arm and the strong fishy smell on his clothes instantly made him sober up a lot.

Putting down the fifth-order ore and the gray conch in his hands, Chen Ping shook his head rather bored.

A few years later, Jin Zhu still disappeared without a trace.

Originally, the magical emerald land could help him recover in a very short time.

But now, even if he swallowed the third-grade elixir, without two or three months of cultivation, there is no need to dream of returning to the peak.

With a healing elixir in his mouth, Chen Ping was full of thoughts.

This time, he destroyed the fleet of the Qihuang Chamber of Commerce by himself, killing three Yuan Dans and a fake Dan monk. The process was actually very thrilling.

Especially the fight with Wu Gaoge can be described as ups and downs, twists and turns.

From the very beginning, he guessed that there might be a treasure of soul defense hidden in Wu Gaoge's body.

That's why he chose to use the Coral Dharma to end the life of the second person of the Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce, the Chi Xiaoyao.

After all, under the premise of using the spirit attack twice in a row, Wu Gaoge could not be killed, and he was equivalent to crippling half of his strength.

And Wu Gaoge is also old and cunning.

Chen Ping even suspected that the trauma caused by the self-detonation of the two puppets to the Taoist artifacts of the pagoda was all done by Wu Gaoge on purpose to lure him into the trap.

What made him even more unexpected was that Wu Gaoge's obsession with Guimu was actually an act of pretending, in order to relax his defenses and secretly crush the fourth-level talisman to carry out the sneak attack.

It's just that Wu Gaoge probably won't know it until he dies. From the moment Chen Ping made a move, he has been on guard against this talisman.

That time in Lanyue Pavilion, Shen Wanwan saw that he had the idea of ​​dealing with the Qihuang Chamber of Commerce, so she specially revealed an important piece of information.

More than [-] years ago, the Qihuang Chamber of Commerce auctioned a soul-destroying evil needle talisman!

However, due to various reasons, this talisman was ultimately unsold.

Since then, Wu Gaoge has not been seen selling again.

The soul-destroying evil needle talisman is a fourth-level middle-grade killing thing, and its power is equivalent to a casual strike of a monk at the early stage of Jindan.

If it was another type of killing talisman of the same level, Chen Ping really didn't dare to accept it.

But the gray conch is extremely hard, and it has always been the nemesis of the needle-shaped and small-cone magic talisman, so it is much easier for him to deal with it.

Sure enough, the soul-destroying evil needle amulet was in Wu Gaoge's hand.

Relying on the gray conch, Chen Ping narrowly escaped the fatal attack.

In this life-and-death battle, the two fought wits and bravery, fully interpreting the cruelty between high-ranking monks in the cultivation world to the fullest.

If one party makes a slight mistake, it is difficult to escape the ending of falling.

Wu Gaoge possessed talisman treasures, talisman talismans, and two psychic tools. In terms of the power of the external treasures, they far surpassed Yu Zeqiu, who was born in a sect.

It was Chen Ping who calculated every step of the way that he narrowly won.

But the great risk also means the astonishing harvest.

He is greedy for the property of Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce.

However, before that, he intends to deal with one person first.

With one hand sucking, the body of the triangular-eyed male cultivator floated over.

Chen Ping pointed to the center of his eyebrows, and as the black smoke rose, the Tianxiao soul search technique began to work.

After a while, he stroked his chin thoughtfully.

The kid on the sole of his feet has a lot of background.

Wu Qilue, who has built a great foundation and cultivated a great foundation, is the main person in charge of the daily communication between Feiyaling and Qihuang Chamber of Commerce, and has been hiding in Fuyou City for more than 20 years.

Jindan Dou Hanhai, the new Jindan of Feiyaling, is this son's uncle.

And he did not wrong the Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce.

A few months ago, it was Wu Gaoge's request that the evil cultivators of Feiyaling attacked Kongming Island.

One of the leaders of that wave of evil cultivators, Wu Zhuang in the later period of Yuandan is Wu Qilue's biological father.

Wu Qilue originally planned to return to Feiya Ridge in a few years, but this time he was destined to return to bliss.

With a sinister smile, Chen Ping slapped off the meridians all over his body with a palm, and then a sword qi shot out, piercing his eyes, circling again, and chopping off his limbs alive.

"Fei Crow Ridge...will not let you go!"

The huge pain caused Wu Qilue to break out of the coma for a short time. Seeing that he had become a cripple, he immediately roared miserably.

Chen Ping's expressionless consciousness moved, and he was stunned again.

Then, he summoned the puppet Dengyunma, and told Qinghua Crystal Worm to drag the person thousands of miles away and feed it to the monsters to devour.

Although in Wu Qilue's memory, Dou Hanhai did not plant a restriction on him to track the breath, but the methods of Jindan monks emerged endlessly, Chen Ping had better be careful.

Watching Dengyunma fly away from the island, Chen Ping touched his bosom with his right hand, and a pale white ring was suspended in the air.

This is Wu Gaoge's storage ring.

……

The days flew by.

Chen Ping endured the serious injury of the soul, and erased the mark in the ring.

At the first glance, Chen Ping, who had seen the big world, twitched his face, and then laughed wildly regardless of his image.

The large body movements affected the wound, and after grinning for a while, he finally calmed down.

The various resources in the storage ring are dazzling, and it is comparable to the treasure house of a top Yuan Dan sect!

Pills, talismans, magic weapons and other items are classified into different categories, and the middle-grade spirit stones on the side are even piled up into a small mountain bag that is about ten feet high!

However, Chen Ping has no time to count.

He opened the storage ring for two purposes.

First, take out the ghost wood and restore the power of the soul.

Second, for another precious thing.

Spiritual thoughts swayed past, and besides the ghost tree, a silver-white gourd also floated up from a pile of pill bottles.

Bringing the two things to the outside world, Chen Ping held the gourd and flipped it over, and a golden pill flew out.

"Sure enough, it is the crimson cloud real pill with three patterns!"

Chen Ping murmured, unable to hide the excitement on his face.

Jiangyun Zhendan, a treasure that assists monks in the late Yuandan period to hit the realm of Dzogchen.

Just now, through Wu Qilue's soul search, he knew that Wu Gaoge planned to take this pill to the meeting of the two cities and sell it.

In the end it was all cheap for him.

Caressing Jiangyun True Pill, Chen Ping was quite excited.

This elixir is definitely a rare treasure, far more rare than the elixir of clearing the void.

In the previous life, a reward was offered at a high price, but no one was willing to sell it for more than ten years.

In the end, it is still relying on self-accumulation to break through the bottleneck of the small realm.

Therefore, Chen Ping immediately changed his plan and decided to suspend his participation in the meeting of the two cities, and refine the Jiangyun True Pill first.

After the ghost flower was dotted on his forehead, he immediately took a Zengyuan Pill.

If you can increase some mana, it will be easier to break the rank by then.

……

In the blink of an eye, four full months have passed.

On this day, Chen Ping, who was sitting on the Kutong Tianlian, slowly opened his eyes, and muttered: "Now I have reached the realm of Yuandan Dacheng, but the third spiritual fire of the Nine Changes Flame Art is still there. It’s been a long time since I disappeared, could it be that my luck has been used elsewhere?”

　Thanks to Monkey Country Jade for 4500 points, Shishu Puzzle for 1500 points, and Daoist Chen Chengcheng Chen for the reward of 1500 points!

　　
　
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