Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 456 Senior's Strength
"Zhu Xiaoyou, which side of the cultivator are you from?"

Chen Ping turned around and said with a smile.

"The younger generation is the elder of the Zhu Family on Huo Cang Island, and was ordered by the ancestor to come to the meeting of the two cities."

Zhu Lechi replied without delay, biting the word "Old Ancestor" extremely hard in his words.

With a slight hum, Chen Ping directly ignored his little trick.

He did know Huo Cang Island, a third-level island six thousand miles east of Fuyou City.

But this Zhu family, he didn't have the slightest impression.

"What is the cultivation level of the noble ancestor?"

Glancing at him, Chen Ping said unhurriedly.

"Late Yuan Dan."

After being slightly startled, Zhu Lechi gritted his teeth and said.

"I have no other purpose in calling you down, just to borrow my little friend's memory."

Chen Ping spoke indifferently, and with one hand sucked, he completely grasped Zhu Lechi.

"Senior, forgive me!"

Zhu Lechi's expression suddenly became terrified, but he didn't dare to resist.

Cultivator Yuan Dan's alchemy power hit him, even if he had three lives, he was not enough to die, so he had to cooperate obediently.

"I'm not an evil cultivator, why are you panicking!"

With a sneer unmoved, Chen Ping unceremoniously performed the Tianxiao soul search technique.

After a while, he put down Zhu Lechi with a flash of his eyes.

In order to prevent too many useless fragments in the sea of ​​knowledge, he only took this person's memories of the past five years.

The result still satisfied him.

Zhu Lechi is at least one of the Dzogchen Foundation Establishment cultivators, with equal status and a good understanding of the current situation.

It turned out that the place where the human army held the trade fair this time was in the central area of ​​Tianshou Island, a place called "Guzhou Plain".

There is only a distance of more than [-] miles between the Guzhou Plain and the Fierce Throat Valley where the Jinyan Fanshi Clan is entrenched.

It can be seen from this that the Golden Cores of Shuangcheng are planning to take the opportunity to wipe out the demon group headed by the Fanshi clan.

And the fact is the same.

More than eight months ago, under the leadership of the nine Jindan sects, the human monks easily occupied the Guzhou Plain.

And built a temporary stronghold, slowly expanding outward, while slaughtering monsters and searching for natural materials and earthly treasures.

Regarding this kind of behavior, there is a very vivid saying circulating in the cultivation world.

Monster beasts will launch a beast tide to encroach on the sea area of ​​the human race every once in a while.

And the human race's once-in-a-thirty-year meeting of the two cities is equivalent to switching the offensive and defensive sides, forming a crowd, killing monsters wantonly.

In this way, the pressure of the next beast tide can be reduced.

It has to be mentioned that the results of each meeting of the two cities are obvious, and the number of monsters killed exceeds one million.

Although one time in history, the human race was hit head-on by the monster race, and two golden pills and more than a hundred yuan pills were killed in the battle on Tianshou Island.

But failures are rare.

After doing the math, the small auction has been held eight times as scheduled.

The medium-sized auction held every [-] days was jointly organized by the five Jindan factions in Yanning City just ten days later.

"Large auctions only allow the use of points, but Master Yin never mentioned it to me."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and pondered.

This top auction is slightly different from the past.

Mid-grade spirit stones are no longer regarded as coins, and are replaced by a kind of points launched by "Shuangcheng Pavilion".

The Shuangcheng Pavilion is a special place jointly established by the nine sects, and it specializes in handling the affairs of the Guzhou Plain.

Any monk who intends to participate in the top-level auction and has reached the early stage of foundation establishment can go to the Shuangcheng Pavilion to receive a token magic weapon bound with blood essence.

The monk's personal points will be recorded one by one.

The source of the points is simple and rude, handing in monsters to the Shuangcheng Pavilion, regardless of life or death.

Of course, according to the division of the realm of monsters, there are also strict standards for the distribution of points.

Starting from half a point for a first-order peak monster beast, five points for a monster beast at the beginning of the second-order stage, ten points for the middle stage, twenty points for the late stage, and forty points for the Great Perfection...

Tier [-] monsters jumped to [-] points, [-] points in the middle stage, [-] points in the late stage, and [-] points in the Dzogchen!

After the trade fair, the extra points on the monks can be exchanged for various treasures or spirit stones in the Shuangcheng Pavilion.

This is blatantly forcing the monks to do their best to slaughter the monsters.

"Who the hell came up with the idea!"

Chen Ping frowned and cursed secretly.

The change of the rules is extremely unfavorable to ordinary undisciplined people.

Although the points in the token cannot be traded, those monsters in the Shuangcheng Pavilion before they are exchanged for points cannot be supervised.

In this way, the sects and families with a large number of people took advantage of it.

They can definitely send out a group of monks to wipe out the monsters, and then hand them over to someone to exchange for points, representing participation in the auction of high-level treasures.

Since Chen Ping came late, he must be unable to compete with the major forces in killing monsters now.

But he has his own tricks.

Currently, there are quite a few evil cultivators on Tianshou Island.

Slaughtering a group of evil cultivators would not cause public outrage.

If the points were not enough, he had no choice but to resort to the next trick.

There is no way to exchange spirit stones for monsters with others.

The reason why Chen Ping is obsessed with points is because of the essence of astrology.

When Jiandingzong entered the Guzhou Plain, he revealed the rumors.

Two drops of astrology essence will be taken from the Zongmen's treasure house for all cultivators to compete for.

The first drop of dew will be placed in the final large auction as one of the grand finale treasures.

Another way to obtain the drop, the specific rules have not yet been announced.

Chen Ping estimated that it should be related to the secret realm of Feitianzong.

If it were other treasures, he would naturally not have such a strong interest.

But the essence of astrology is related to Jindan Dao, and he must compete with the major forces.

"Senior, do you have any other instructions?"

Seeing Chen Ping pondering for a long time with no expression, Zhu Lechi spoke cautiously.

"No, thank you little friend for your cooperation."

Heartily clasping his fists, Chen Ping squeezed his seal, and his body immediately turned into a beam of cyan light, flying straight into the Heavenly Beast Island.

Respectfully watching Duan Guang go away, Zhu Lechi's tense spirit finally loosened, picked up the storage bag left by the senior just now, and a strange look flashed across his eyes.

It turned out to be a low-grade spirit stone worth 5000 yuan!

It seems that Senior Qingshang is really not a member of the evil sect.

The resentment of being searched for the soul suddenly disappeared half.

"I must get together the resources as soon as possible, buy a Qingxu Hualou Pill, and break through the Chengyuan Pill for overhaul!"

Zhu Lechi clenched his fist resolutely and flew towards the opposite sea area.

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A few days later, Chen Ping appeared above a strange mountain range.

This mountain range is not small, about five or six hundred miles long.

But the overall veins are thin and long, winding and undulating, like a giant snake lying on its stomach.

In the mountains, there are mostly trees with gray leaves.

Looking down from a very high place, the name "Gray Snake Mountain" is worthy of its name.

"It should be safer to cross the mountain from now on."

Without hesitation, Chen Ping flew directly into the Gray Snake Mountain.

Gray Snake Mountain, one of the boundaries between the outer and central areas of Tianshou Island.

In the past few days, relying on his strong spiritual sense, he avoided all the human monks and monsters, and went deep into this place silently.

However, there are not many Tier [-] monsters in the outskirts. Ordinary Yuan Dan monks should be careful, and they are basically safe.

But once here, the group of monsters suddenly increased.

The basins on both sides of Huisnake Mountain are occupied by a blood-red mosquito beast, densely packed, with no less than 50 heads.

Although it was dominated by low-level blood mosquitoes in the middle and late stages of the first level, even Chen Ping would find it extremely troublesome to attack overwhelmingly.

What's more, the value of Zerg corpses has always been extremely low. Of course, he had to resolutely avoid such a thankless stupid thing.

As for the nearby sky, if the map of the Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce has not been marked incorrectly, it belongs to the territory of the Red Moon Falcon.

Chiyue Falcon, a demon bird that likes to live in groups.

The key point is that this group is also one of the ten sacred veins of Tianshou Mountain.

According to intelligence, among the Chiyue Falcon family, the number of Falcon Kings of the third rank alone exceeds twenty.

The one who can pose a huge threat to Chen Ping is the Emperor Falcon of the fourth rank at both ends.

The Chiyue Falcon is also a wind-attribute monster. Once he encounters the Falcon Emperor, he will immediately fall into extreme danger.

Even if there is a puppet of Dengyun Horse, it will not help.

Based on the principle of picking the soft persimmons, he decided to cross Feisnake Mountain.

On this mountain, there are several third-tier snake monsters, and it is relatively easy for him to deal with them.

Chen Ping descended silently while running the Ziwei Containing Breath Technique.

Before he flew close, he felt bursts of hot and sour air blowing towards him, mixed with a pungent sulfur smell.

This is the breath emanating from the unique snake tree on the mountain, which contains a strong toxin.

Even a foundation-building cultivator must always condense the shield defense, otherwise the poisonous gas will quickly eat away the vitality in the body over time.

However, the snake tree contains highly poisonous properties, and in the eyes of human monks, it is a valuable thing that can be made into poison pills, poison weapons and other treasures.

Chen Ping didn't take the poison of the snake tree seriously, the wind was blowing on the soles of his feet, and every step he took was more than ten feet, and he stepped over one mountain after another.

After a while, a steeper mountain wall appeared in front of him.

"click"

"click"

At the foot of the mountain, there were more than a dozen monks in the same costume holding giant axes and smashing them on the thick snake trunk.

Even if the second-tier snake tree is tall and hard, it can't bear the toss of the foundation monks. Every few breaths, it will "rumble" and fall down a large piece.

With a flash of inspiration, they put the cut snake trees into storage rings one after another.

And on a branch protruding from the crown of a tree, stood an old woman holding a golden cane, looking around with a serious expression.

Obviously, it was organized by monks from a certain sect or family to cut down snake trees in large quantities.

"The leading cultivator Yuan Dan is very nervous."

Chen Ping had spotted the old woman early on, and his spiritual consciousness floated across her face.

The old woman's cultivation is not bad, she is already in the middle stage of Yuan Dan.

But he didn't know this person, maybe he was a monk from Yanning City.

The old woman didn't notice Chen Ping's temptation at all, until she suddenly saw a big man in green robe walking quickly in her naked eyes, she was startled, touched her crutches, and hurriedly jumped down from the tree.

"The old car Micui is the native power of Yanning City, the Supreme Elder of the Shenmu Sect."

The old woman clasped her fists and saluted, and said in a disturbed tone, "I don't know you... or senior Gao's name?"

Halfway through, the old woman changed her title very simply.

Because this person's aura is too weird!
Even if they are separated by a few feet, they can feel vaguely, and the old woman has to suspect that this person may be a Jindan Patriarch.

But she thought about it several times, the ten Golden Core cultivators on the Guzhou Plain were not compatible with this person.

However, even if it is a fake alchemy cultivator, it is reasonable for her to be honored as a senior in the middle stage of Yuandan.

"You can send this seat a copy of the information about the major forces in Yanning City, the more detailed the better."

Chen Ping said in a thick voice with his hands behind his back.

Now that you have encountered the local snake in Yanning City, why not take the opportunity to get some benefits.

Otherwise, if you go to buy a piece of information by yourself, you will have to spend tens of thousands of spirit stones in vain.

"Senior, wait a moment."

The old woman nodded quickly, put a jade slip on her forehead, and held it with both hands after three breaths.

After receiving the jade slips, Chen Ping's spiritual sense turned around, and he immediately learned a message of 10,000+ words.

The overall strength of Yanning City is several chips stronger than that of Fuyou City.

There are as many as [-] Yuandan monks with only names and surnames.

What's more, there is a casual cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan in the waters of Yanning City.

He was also invited by Jiandingzong this time to assist in suppressing the Yaozu in the Guzhou Plain.

And the Shenmu sect to which the old woman belongs is also quite powerful, with three Yuandan monks.

The Chief Taishang Elder is a strong Yuan Dan Dzogchen.

"Thank you, Friends of the Road, and I will say goodbye."

Chen Ping arched his hands casually, his figure flashed, and he crossed the mountain in one step.

"Senior walk slowly."

The old woman waved goodbye with her crutches in her arms, and let go of a suspended heart.

On Tianshou Island, the human monks are far more wary of each other than the monsters.

Since the forces of the human race invaded the Heavenly Beast Island, more than a thousand monks have been killed or injured.

Some of them died tragically during the encirclement and suppression of monsters, but at least half of the human races fell in the fighting with each other.

The rules of the two cities are in vain in the field.

Either past enmity, or killing and seizing treasure, it is happening almost every moment.

What the old woman was most worried about was that the big man in the green shirt would suddenly violently attack and hurt others.

"You speed up your progress and evacuate immediately after collecting five thousand snake trees."

Che Micui opened his mouth to drink, and said in a majestic voice.

Gray Snake Mountain is also an extremely dangerous place.

In order to let the juniors of the Zongmen cut down the snake trees with peace of mind, Senior Sister Yan sneaked into the snake king's lair early on, staring at the third-level snake monsters.

Hope everything goes well!

Che Micui muttered something secretly, and resumed her vigilant posture.

"Hey, you can ask for more blessings."

Chen Ping, who had traveled fifty miles, frowned slightly, as if he had discovered something, and with a thought, his figure disappeared into the air.

As deep as the ground in the middle of the mountain, a black shadow stretching tens of feet also paused for a while as Chen Ping disappeared, and then rushed towards the steep mountain wall without further delay.

"click"

"click"

The thick snake trees fell one by one, and Che Mi Cuihu's gaze swept down, his complexion became completely ugly.

"Hurry up and fly into the sky!"

After Che Micui let out a loud shout, he immediately flew to the ground, and the crutch in his hand twirled and turned into a smooth jade ruyi.

Then she pinched the formula, and a red light sprayed from the dantian onto the crutch. In an instant, the color of the crutch changed rapidly, turning into a gorgeous fiery red color.

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