Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 463 Goodbye Ban Tiande
half a month later.

Under the faint blue night, the dots of stars are like night pearls, inlaid in the sky and shining.

On the eastern edge of the Guzhou Plain, in front of a sloping field hundreds of miles away from the Human Race residence, a pale blue light came galloping, and then landed slowly.

This grassy slope is only a few tens of feet in size, and the spiritual energy is pitifully thin. Except for a small piece of vegetation, there are bare gray rocks, which is really a landform that can be seen everywhere on the plain.

"Senior Xue, this is where the secret city is located."

After the light dissipated, a thin old man with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes appeared, pointing to the hillside, and said in a respectful tone.

"Your master is really cautious enough to set the venue of the exchange meeting in such a remote place."

The person who said this was next to the old man, a green-robed male cultivator with an ordinary face.

The old man just laughed dryly and said: "Master usually prefers to be clean, and if he didn't need to exchange some resources this time, he wouldn't bother the seniors here."

"Who would dare not give Master Ke face?"

The green-robed male cultivator said with a smile.

He was Chen Ping who had already participated in the medium-sized auction.

More than ten days ago, he changed his appearance and changed his name to cultivator Xue. He frequently sold at the auction and bought six pieces of fourth-order ore that appeared in the auction.

At the end of the session, a late-stage Yuan Dan monk approached him on his own initiative.

After this person reported his family name, Chen Ping was immediately overjoyed.

Ke Zifeng, a well-known mining master in the Sword Dingzong sea area.

Half of the high-grade ores in this auction were consigned by him.

Ke Zifeng saw that Chen Ping was very interested in high-grade ores, so he invited him to participate in a privately organized exchange meeting, and the threshold was at least a Yuandan monk.

Chen Ping, who was eager to take out the spirit of Huoyuan from the golden bead, agreed without hesitation.

After waiting for a while, he met the guide at the agreed place.

That is, the old man who established the foundation with a sly eyebrow and a mouse eye.

The old man's full name is Ke Ji, and he is one of Ke Zifeng's servants.

Speaking of which, although Ke Zifeng was a casual cultivator, she raised a group of slaves, men and women, old and young.

This kind of slavery is relatively rare.

According to gossip, Ke Zifeng was a young master from a wealthy family in the secular world before he set foot on the road to immortality.

When he was fourteen or five years old, he was detected by the immortal master and brought into the cultivation world, so he also retained a part of the style of the mortal world.

"Senior, please come with this old slave."

At this moment, Ke Ji flew around the hillside and fell towards a gray pile of chaotic rocks.

Seeing this, Chen Ping, who was following him, had a strange look in his eyes.

If he didn't get it wrong, there are no traces of restraints or formations around here.

"dong dong dong"

Ke Ji had already stood on a boulder, and knocked a few times to a certain position skillfully.

"squeak"

A moment later, the natural boulder suddenly split open on both sides, revealing a black hole about Zhang Xu in size.

"Senior Xue, please!"

Keji jumped down first, then turned around and greeted loudly.

Chen Ping nodded lightly, and he jumped in.

He has scanned around in advance with his divine sense.

There are only a dozen Yuandan monks in the underground hall, and seven or eight foundation builders, and there is nothing that can threaten him yet.

Inside the entrance of the cave, a sloping downward jade staircase was excavated, which was actually made of third-level ore.

Ke Zifeng lived up to her reputation as a master of ore hunting, and arranged the small venue extravagantly.

Beside the stairs, there is also a young maid who is protruding forward and backward, and also has a cultivation base in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

"Welcome seniors to my master's exchange meeting, I hope seniors can buy what you need there."

When the maid with a proud figure saw Chen Ping coming in, she immediately said with a smile, neither humble nor overbearing.

Chen Ping casually nodded slightly, and took the lead to walk down.

In order to prevent monsters from discovering that the aura here is abnormal, there is no formation guard here, but an underground hall is simply opened up.

Ke Zifeng did the opposite, and the effect seemed to be good.

After walking along the stairs for a short distance, Chen Ping's eyes lit up.

Inside is a square hall, and in the center is a huge hollow circular table five feet long.

Twenty thick stone chairs were sparsely placed around the table.

At present, monks are already sitting on most of the chairs.

After pondering for a while, Chen Ping strode to an empty stone chair and sat down firmly.

"Fellow Daoist Xue can come, I am not very happy."

At the top, an old Taoist with a sallow complexion and dressed in a Confucian costume rushed to Chen Ping to transmit the voice, his tone full of kindness.

"Master Ke will bring out a few more pieces of high-grade ore later. Xue is planning to smelt some Dao artifacts recently, and is worrying about the materials."

Chen Ping cupped his hands over there, and replied with a thought.

This person is the organizer of this exchange meeting, the mine hunter Ke Zifeng.

And the identity he fabricated for himself was of course a reclusive craftsman living in a small corner of the Inner Sea.

Otherwise, buying all kinds of high-grade ores for no reason will easily make people suspicious.

"Hehe, fellow daoist, just prepare enough spirit stones."

Ke Zifeng slightly raised her eyebrows, and said confidently.

"Master Ke just let the horse come over."

Seeing his confident appearance, Chen Ping felt relieved and said jokingly.

There are two drops of ore essence left in the golden bead space, plus the six ores in the storage ring, he still needs to buy at least 12 yuan.

Because it takes five pieces of fourth-order ore to take out one Huoyuan Spirit, four Huoyuan Spirits cost a full 20 yuan.

If possible, it is best to buy an extra piece and keep it in the Jinzhu space, so that it is convenient to enter and exit at any time.

Searching Ke Zifeng for the 13-yuan fourth-order ore was Chen Ping's main goal.

"When the old man was young, he liked Lord Rabbit quite a bit, but when he was older, he looked away. In fact, there is no difference."

There was a gleam in Ke Zifeng's eyes, as if he was serious, but also as if he was joking.

"Master Ke has rich experience, and Xue admires it."

Looking at this old man's appearance, Chen Ping felt a chill rise from behind.

As expected of a young master who grew up in a wealthy family in the mortal world, he can have any weird hobbies.

After the two interrupted their chat, Chen Ping calmly looked around at the other people on the stone chair.

The dozen or so Yuandan sitting there naturally looked at him.

Although they felt that Chen Ping's face was very strange, no one showed any strange expressions.

Because almost all the cultivators used their means to cover up their true faces.

However, under Chen Ping's divine sense, he can detect it as soon as he detects it, which is no different from stealing one's ears and stealing the bell.

There were only five people who caught his attention.

Including four Yuandan Dzogchen monks, and a fake alchemy monk sitting on Ke Zifeng's left, covered in a cloud of light green water mist.

This graceful, elegant, and beautiful woman is Pan Qianning, one of the seven fake pills in Yanning City.

"Fellow Daoist Ke, when will the exchange meeting start?"

Looking up at the entrance of the passage, Pan Qianning asked with a frown.

"Fellow daoist, please wait for a long time, and the last fellow daoist has not yet arrived. If he does not show up after half an incense stick, the old man will seal the entrance."

Ke Zifeng clasped her fists together and said with an apologetic smile.

He was the initiator of the exchange meeting, so he knew the identity of the woman, so he didn't dare to neglect her in the slightest.

"It's okay."

Pan Qianning said neither salty nor bland.

Half a stick of incense time is fleeting.

Chen Ping's expression changed, and he glanced up.

I saw a flash of spiritual light in the grassland in the distance, and a thunderbolt shot over. After a while, it reached the sky above the hillside, and a circled one fell down.

"Sorry, Ban Mou was entangled by a group of monsters on the road, and he came a step late. I hope fellow Taoists don't take offense."

The light shot straight from the passage into the hall, and after a while, an old man in yellow robes with a fairy style appeared in front of the round table, and he bowed his hands to everyone with an apologetic face.

"Where do we not meet each other in life, really!"

Seeing the old man in yellow robe who came late, Chen Ping couldn't help pursing the corners of his mouth, and his face became full of smiles.

Isn't this person the casual cultivator from the sea area of ​​the Fire Smelting Alliance, and Ban Tiande who once worked with him to wipe out the spider demon's lair?

Decades passed by, and Ban Tiande's cultivation level had also risen from the middle stage of Yuandan to the late stage of Yuandan.

Although it can't be compared with him, it belongs to the normal advancement speed.

After the two divided the treasures, he also invited Ban Tiande to merge the spiritual veins for Haichang Island.

But Ban Tiande never showed up, no matter what the reason was, Chen Ping's unhappiness never lessened.

"Fellow Daoists, please take a seat!"

Ke Zifeng signaled the servants to close the passage, pointed to a few empty seats, and said with a smile.

Looking around, Ban Tiande quickly chose a location.

And the monk who sat on his left was Chen Ping who didn't change his face.

　There are more updates tonight, and the climax is coming!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)