Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 48 Return to White Leaf Island

a few days later.

The sky is deep, like thick ink.

On the sea, a small spiritual boat was sailing steadily in the hazy night.

Chen Ping was dressed in Tsing Yi and stood at the bow of the boat.

The monks rely on their spiritual consciousness, and travel regardless of day or night.

Half a day ago, Xue Yun brought him a definite message.

Headed by the Great Elder Chen Xiangwen, a group of six foundation builders, plus a dozen or so monks who cultivated the ninth level of Qi training, had already taken the family's large spiritual boat and headed straight for Fujishan Island.

And Xue Zhengkong was also on the list.

Chen Ping waited patiently for several hours. It is estimated that the family members will leave from a remote coast of Haichang Island immediately after arriving at Tengshan Island.

The goal of this trip is White Leaf Island.

He simply changed his appearance with the bone-changing technique.

Due to the gradual spread of the wanted orders issued by the Meng family, the real and illusion masks can only be shelved for the time being.

The sea breeze is salty and the blue waves are noisy.

The distance between Baiye Island and Haichang Island is only a few hundred miles.

After sailing for about an hour, I saw a vague outline of an island.

After crushing a Purification Road Talisman, Chen Ping quietly sneaked into the island.

This talisman was a gift from Xue Wen when he bought the spirit boat, but now it has become a road to the underworld for him to bury his own bones.

It's a bit ironic.

Tianbao Pavilion is resplendent and resplendent, with wisps of multicolored mist and rain falling down, which is magnificent.

Standing in front of Tianbao Pavilion, Chen Ping looked at the smoky vision with a solemn expression.

The Xue family is really cautious.

As soon as Xue Zhengkong, the master of Dingding, left, a defensive formation was activated here.

He remembered that the last time he came to Baiye Island, Tianbao Pavilion was not so vigilant.

Chen Pingsen smiled faintly, and the mere first-level formation also wanted to stop him?
At this time, the maid hidden inside the formation noticed him, walked out of the formation gently, and said softly: "Welcome, Master Immortal Master, what do you need?"

"By order of the family, I want to buy a spirit boat."

Chen Ping raised his airs and said displeasedly: "Why, isn't Tianbao Pavilion open today?"

"Master Immortal, you are joking, this pavilion is operating normally!"

The maid covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly, and said: "My lord, please wait a moment, let me let you know."

After waiting for dozens of breaths, a channel suddenly opened up on the shield of the external formation.

Chen Pingyi was bold, waved his sleeves, and walked in with his head held high.

In the passage, several red-eyed demon rats surrounded them.

After he saw clearly that it was a spirit mouse, he relaxed his vigilance.

The spirit rat, a first-level monster, has extremely weak attack methods, and a monk at the first level of Qi training can easily resist it.

Breaking through the disguise and discerning the real realm of the monk is the only specialty of this rat.

The long and pointed nose twitched, and several spirit rats sniffed Chen Ping for a long time before fleeing.

"hey-hey!"

Chen Ping sneered endlessly in his heart.

The Ziwei breath holding technique he practiced is of such a high level that it cannot be detected by a spirit discerning mouse.

"Listen to what people say, fellow daoists want to buy a spirit boat?"

After a while, a monk dressed as a rich man approached quickly, cupped his hands at Chen Ping, and said with a smile.

Chen Ping was determined, it really was the old fellow Xue Wen!
"Are you the shopkeeper of Tianbao Pavilion?"

Chen Ping did not answer the question.

"Exactly, my surname is Xue, and my first name is Wen. I wonder which family you are a young talent from?"

Xue Wen still said cheerfully.

He is a businessman, even though the attitude of the kid in front of him was a bit presumptuous, he did not show any disgust.

"Changbai Island, Ye Mofan."

Chen Ping replied proudly, and said: "Ye came here especially to buy a spirit boat for the family that can accommodate 30 to [-] people."

Changbai Island, Ye Family?

Xue Wen secretly slandered.

He had heard a little about Changbai Island, but what kind of thing is this Ye family? I'm afraid it's just a small family that is not popular.

Otherwise, they would not have sent a fifth-level qi-training clansman to purchase such strategic resources.

"Long time, long time."

Xue Wen clasped his fists hypocritically, spread out his hands, and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, please come with me, the spirit boats are all displayed in the inner hall."

A few steps behind Xue Wen, Chen Ping quietly spread his consciousness, and explored the defensive strength of Tianbao Pavilion while walking.

After a blink of an eye, he withdrew his consciousness calmly, but his mood had become a little gloomy.

It's tricky.

In this inner hall, there are eight monks waiting in full force!

Among them, three are practicing Qi at the ninth level, and five are practicing Qi at the eighth level.

This is only what he can perceive.

It is not known how many masters are hidden outside the coverage of spiritual consciousness.

Not right, very wrong!

Those monks hiding in the dark all showed vigilance, and their eyes were all on Xue Wen.

This is protecting him!

Chen Ping thought about it, and immediately understood why.

Meng Jiaguang issued a wanted warrant, and Xue Wen should have gotten the news and recognized him through the portrait.

In fact, Chen Ping guessed pretty well.

At the beginning, Xue Wen ordered three confidantes to hunt down and kill Chen Ping because of money.

But he waited and waited, but he didn't wait for Brother Xue Jiusan to return.

Until more than a month ago, his father Xue Zhengkong told him that a kid named Lu Yu turned Fujishan Island upside down and killed several masters who were at the peak of Qi training.

And showed him the arrest warrant jointly issued by the Meng family and the Yu family.

Xue Wen was so shocked that he almost collapsed on the spot.

This mysterious cultivator whose supernatural powers are far superior to those of the same rank is clearly the one he wants to kill!

No wonder there was no news of Xue Jiu and the others. It seemed that they had been dead for a long time.

In addition to the six gods, Xue Wen was like a dumb man eating coptis, and he never dared to tell his father.

Although Xue Zhengkong valued him most now, once he knew that he had gotten into such a big trouble, he would definitely take off his hat of being the shopkeeper of Tianbao Pavilion.

It is not impossible to punish him for ten or twenty years of confinement.

Because he has too many brothers and sisters, and he is a lot less.

Originally, his father was sitting on the island. Although he was uneasy, he was not too scared.

Now that the Chen family ordered Xue Zhengkong to be transferred away, he was terrified, so he could only reluctantly spend two thousand spirit stones to urgently recruit several masters to settle in Tianbao Pavilion.

Three members of the ninth level of Qi training, five members of the eighth level of Qi training, and one of the original family elders in Tianbao Pavilion who was at the peak of Qi training, with such a lineup, even ordinary foundation-building monks should not be underestimated!
What's more, there is a group of spirit rats raised in the channel of the Great Formation, and Xue Wen will never personally meet any monks who are above the seventh level of Qi training.

Hiding in this layer of protective tortoise shell, his suspended heart finally settled down a little bit.

"Ye Daoyou, you can take a look at this spirit boat."

"The texture is hard, and it can sail for nine hundred miles on a single charge. The formation core recovers very quickly, and the price is only [-] spirit stones."

In the inner hall, Xue Wen patted his stomach and said courteously.

Chen Ping was considering whether to overthrow the Tianbao Pavilion by hand, and he said perfunctorily: "Master Xue, is there any better quality? Ye has no shortage of spirit stones."

"Fellow Daoist came prepared!"

Xue Wen made a haha, secretly contemptuous.

Just as he turned around, a huge wave of consciousness rushed over and locked his body.

Xue Wen only felt that he was trapped in a puddle of mud, and his thoughts became weaker and weaker.

"Boom!"

His face was in severe pain, his eyes went dark, and he passed out.

Chen Ping snorted coldly, stepped on Xue Wen, and shouted violently: "If you don't want him to die, get out!"

"stop!"

"Zhuzi dare to make a mistake!"

In just a moment, figures appeared one after another, surrounding Chen Ping without leaving a single gap.

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