Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 498 He Pointed at Me with Lingbao

After the medium-sized spirit ship entered the water, Chen Ping controlled the core of the formation with his spiritual sense, and rushed to the Heavenly Beast Island alone.

He had indeed seized a large spiritual ship from Wu Gaoge.

But the spirit ship was badly damaged, and he temporarily threw it to the boat-making master Mo Wenxing.

At that time, Mo Wenxing recognized at a glance that this was the main spirit ship of the Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce.

But he didn't dare to ask anything, he hesitated and said that there was only a [-]% chance of repair.

If not successful, this valuable spirit ship will be completely scrapped.

Chen Ping knew the difficulty of it, and let him go to repair it with confidence.

Before leaving, he raised a square scarf to Mo Wenxing.

Master Mo, who is proficient in human relationships and sophistication, immediately patted his chest to assure that he would definitely treat Fang Jinpeng as a personal disciple in the future.

……

Driving the spirit ship to sail slowly, Chen Ping turned and returned to the cabin.

Sitting cross-legged, he began to count his recent gains.

Under Chen Ping's suggestion, all the big and small forces in Fuyou City basically sent congratulatory gifts.

And all of them were folded into medium and top grade spirit stones.

Yu Suoxin of the Beauty Palace is the most knowledgeable.

A total of two hundred high-grade spirit stones were presented.

This made Chen Ping sigh, the speed at which the flesh and blood business earns resources is so terrifying.

You know, Zuo Cangxing of the Wuxiangzhen Sect had almost emptied Yu Suoxin's family fortune during the few years of eating and drinking in the Beauty Palace.

The recovery of vitality in just a few years, doesn't this directly prove the strength of Hongyan Palace?
Yu Suo was eager to please himself, and one was the coercion of the Golden Core cultivator.

More likely because of Yin Xianyi's relationship.

The two women had a long-standing friendship.

And the backer of Hongyan Palace is Yin Xianyi herself.

"Yin Daoyou doesn't know how much profit he took out of it."

Chen Ping thought with a flash.

However, his current goal is to annex the Emperor Beast Sect.

The Confidante Palace has to go to the back row.

"I have a lot of property on me, I'm afraid it's no worse than the Jindan late stage of the Inner Sea Four Sects."

After roughly scanning the storage ring, Chen Ping couldn't help but feel a big smile on his face.

There are more than 35 pieces of top-grade spirit stones, and [-] pieces of middle-grade spirit stones.

Except for the treasures in the collection, all the rest were sold out through the dark black market channels.

In addition, half of the toad skin and hundreds of purple eyes of the ancient thousand-eyed toad are also rare treasures.

But the level of pupil technique he is currently practicing is too low.

It is really not a wise move to use fourth-level materials to promote to Dzogchen.

Therefore, the toad skin and purple eyes were temporarily preserved by him.

In the future, it would be more cost-effective to refine it to quickly raise the realm if one obtains a celestial pupil technique.

……

"buzz"

At night, strange noises sounded from the dantian.

Chen Ping's heart moved, and he opened his mouth and spat out a small gray sword that was only three inches long.

Although it looks unattractive from the outside, this thing is the eye of the fourth-level portable formation!
The value is so high that it can be exchanged for a medium-grade psychic tool.

After being replaced by Feng Tianyu, Chen Ping immediately swallowed the array eyes into his stomach, and used the aura of golden core to infiltrate and refine.

After a period of hard work, this set of portable formations called "Sword Heart Transparency Formation" was finally fully controlled by him.

The sword heart transparent array can increase the power of the sword move of the third step of sword repair.

After releasing a sword move towards the sea, Chen Ping sensed that this formation would boost him by about [-]%.

This is also one of the disadvantages of portable arrays.

Although it has an astonishing speed of forming a formation in an instant, the effect of blessing is a little weaker than that of the real formation of the same level.

Of course, Chen Ping didn't know the top method to drive the portable formation.

Otherwise, the power of the sword heart transparent array is far more than this.

Even so, he was still amazed in his heart.

I am full of expectations for the prosperous Fancang sea area.

Holding the small sword array eye in his hand, Chen Ping turned his attention to the hilt of the sword.

The square area is engraved with the word "Shu".

This set of portable formations must have been refined by Shu Zhenjun of the Phaseless Formation Sect.

On that day, Chen Ping intentionally or unintentionally asked Feng Tianyu what state Senior Concubine Shu Mu is in now.

Feng Tianyu smiled teasingly at him, and replied "it's still in the early stage of Yuanying".

Chen Ping blushed, feeling a little happy for no reason.

It seems that even if it is the root of the sky, it is difficult to practice in the Nascent Soul Realm.

……

He took out a medicine bottle from his bosom, poured a Erdaowen Sangu Zhenjing pill, and Chen Ping swallowed it in one gulp.

After the medicinal power volatilized, the meridians in the body immediately produced a large amount of pure spiritual power.

Chen Ping held his breath and concentrated his mind, absorbed and refined wave after wave, and stored it in his dantian.

……

Two days later.

"Hey, even Erdaowen's elixir won't help."

The gloomy look disappeared in a flash, Chen Ping said helplessly.

This cultivation elixir worth more than 100 middle-grade spirit stones only increased his skill for more than ten days.

Although the effect is much higher than that of a pattern, it is obviously far away to break into the middle stage by relying on the pill alone.

What's more, he only exchanged two bottles of Erdaowen's Sangu Zhenjing Wan from Feng Tianyu.

A total of [-] grains is a drop in the bucket.

If Feng Tianyu hadn't hidden something, and as the true heir of the Nascent Soul Sect, he could only have access to the Erdaowen elixir, it would undoubtedly release a huge bad news.

The quality of the spiritual root determines how much it can absorb the medicinal power.

Jindan monks generally have earth spirit roots, and Nascent Soul monks are mostly sky spirit roots.

This is the gap brought by the spiritual root.

Right now, there is only one way to break the predicament.

Yang Yan San is a supplementary item for refining the Nine Changes Flame Spirit Jue Golden Core Stage.

This powder cooperates with the exercise cycle, which is equivalent to a fine medicine with three or four lines.

But Chen Ping still faced a huge problem.

The main material of Yangyan Powder is Wannian Bamboo Stone Milk.

This thing is a fifth-order thing, and it may not appear once in a hundred years.

He had never seen a trace of Bamboo Stone Milk at the meeting of the two cities where the resources of the world were gathered.

The bored Chen Ping immediately got up and stopped wasting time in meditation.

Since the progress of the realm is difficult, it is better to improve the foreign objects first.

With a point of finger, a wooden sword box slowly rotated out of Dantian.

With a soft "pa", an ancient blue long sword was taken into Chen Ping's hand.

Slowly brushing the palm of the sword, Chen Ping's eyes flashed a complex look.

From the later stage of foundation establishment, the natal magic weapon that followed him all the way, the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword.

I once collected Qingxuan Iron Essence and Five Elements Lingshi everywhere, closed the mountain for more than ten years, and invested a large number of monks to assist it, just to build this thing.

I still remember that the first Yuan Dan monk he killed across the border with the help of the Pure Yang Sword was called Grandma Fan.

A cruel female dwarf.

Afterwards, there were countless powerful enemies who fell under the sword.

The carrier of the unity of human and sword is also this sword.

Too many common experiences made Chen Ping sigh constantly.

But he didn't have any hesitation or hesitation.

The main material of the Chunyang Sword is only Tier [-], and its growth is basically complete.

It is the most beneficial move to take out the six sycamore leaf stalks from this sword and put them into the Purple Rhino Sword.

As early as when he was on Kongming Island, he had this plan.

But that would worry that Gu Sixian would come to ask for the sword, so he didn't take action for a long time.

At the moment, with the support of Wuxiangzhenzong, which suffocated all the cultivators in the archipelago, most of his scruples were relieved.

It's time to take this treasure of Lanyue Sect's inheritance as his own.

……

"boom!"

A layer of light was formed around the spirit ship out of thin air, and it rushed down, like a huge red fish sinking into the bottom of the sea.

It wasn't until it was placed on a seamount that it gradually stopped sinking.

The sea is a thousand feet deep, and the space here is so dark that you can't stretch your fingers out.

Chen Ping sprayed out an ice spirit crystal flame and hit the Chunyang sword, starting the first step, breaking the natal connection with this treasure.

Half a month passed in a flash.

Due to the particularity of the hooking method, Chen Ping easily separated six petioles.

The original mighty Chunyang Sword has faded in brilliance, and its quality has dropped from the highest grade Taoist weapon to the lowest grade.

"It's all about retiring after you have achieved success. This seat will never trade you out."

Talking to himself, Chen Ping found another ordinary sword box, put the Chunyang sword in it and put it back into the storage ring.

At the same time, the nearby seawater was dyed with a layer of mysterious purple light.

After the purple rhinoceros sword was unsheathed, a strong aura flashed out.

Next, Chen Ping is going to slowly refine this sword into a natal thing.

It is worth mentioning that a monk can sacrifice multiple natal magic weapons.

On the eve of crossing the catastrophe, most Dharma cultivators will spare time to refine a large number of defensive magic weapons to resist the thunder catastrophe.

But generally speaking, the number of natal magic weapons should be kept at one or two.

A monk's energy and alchemy are limited.

The rain and dew are evenly covered, and the gains outweigh the losses.

The six petioles shine brightly.

Chen Ping used the hooking method to carefully break in one by one.

Soon, he frowned, as if he had discovered something.

The petiole is taken from the sixth-order spiritual object, the leaf of Zhenyang sycamore.

When it was first integrated into the Chunyang Sword, the petiole and its attributes fit very well.

But for some reason, the addition of the petiole to the Purple Rhino Sword is not that exaggerated.

But the order of the petiole is here.

After three strikes in a row, the aura of the Purple Rhinoceros Sword suddenly increased by several tenths, and there was a faint tendency to break into the best.

After deliberating for a moment, Chen Ping put away the remaining three petioles.

If the Purple Rhinoceros Sword is upgraded to a top-grade psychic tool, he reckons that he can manipulate this sword with only a mere blow.

Far less convenient than it is now.

Therefore, it is temporarily inconvenient for Purple Rhino Sword to continue to improve until it breaks through the middle stage of Jindan.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping's thoughts sank, and he used the formula of "unity of human and sword".

But after a while, the Purple Rhinoceros Sword didn't respond either.

Sure enough, he still can't use this sword to enter the state of sword transformation.

Maybe it will be possible after more than ten years of sacrifice.

Fortunately, the unity of man and sword is not his trump card.

After a little regret, Chen Ping put the Purple Rhino Sword into the sword box and swallowed it contentedly.

Moisturized by a steady stream of golden elixir, the power of this sword will continue to increase.

……

During this period, two good news came from the spirit beast bracelet.

Under Chen Ping's persecution, the pair of Qinghua crystal worms have to have sex once a day.

After many years, the old tree finally bloomed.

There are already signs of life in the belly of the female worm.

Chen Ping was overjoyed, and threw the male worm out, leaving room for the female worm alone.

In addition, various third-order spiritual herbs and elixirs were sent to help him replenish his nutrition.

In addition, the two female Flying Rockwings also laid about twenty eggs, which are still hatching.

This is all good work done by the big gray.

The other male winged evil was pushed to a corner by the bug king, and he had no chance to get close to the bugs of the opposite sex.

After appeasing the spirit pet, Chen Ping commanded the spirit ship to surface.

There is still [-] miles of sea to go to Heavenly Beast Island.

It won't take long to get there.

……

After a few more days, Chen Ping finally sailed into Tianshou Island.

Along the way, there was an endless stream of spirit boats and spirit ships.

The human race hunted and killed the monsters in the sea wantonly.

But in the same way, there are countless monks who fell in the mouth of the beast.

Chen Ping found that the group of monsters around Tianshou Island became more and more dense, and their strength seemed to be stronger.

Tier [-] monsters, which were not common in the periphery in the past, appeared frequently.

However, for him in the Golden Core realm, it was still like walking on flat ground.

After beheading several batches of monsters, Chen Ping's escape light stopped at high altitude.

At the foot is the mountain range where the secret realm is located.

With a sweep of spiritual consciousness, Chen Ping suddenly showed a hint of surprise.

After several years of construction, Xuanfeng Valley has been changing with each passing day.

The shops are dotted in the mountains like stars, and monks come and go, very lively.

In some flat rocky areas, there are still people setting up stalls to sell treasures.

At first glance, it really looks like a remote mountain town.

At the entrance of Xuanfeng Valley, more than a dozen Yuan Dan monks in different costumes are meticulously patrolling.

These people are all elders of the Shuangcheng Golden Core faction.

As long as there are idlers within five miles of the entrance, they will be stared at and driven out unceremoniously.

Chen Ping touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.

It seems that the secret realm has been monopolized by the nine Jindan sects.

"Hey, I'll use you to try Jiu Zong's reaction."

Spiritual consciousness swept across a certain basin, and Chen Ping disappeared from the sky in a flash.

In the temporary residence of Jifeng Mountain.

A tall and thin monk with a square face was drinking a pot of spiritual wine alone.

The man looked sad and sighed from time to time.

In recent months, Hua Haoyan's anxiety has reached its peak.

It all comes from one person.

The one from the Chen family unexpectedly broke through the bottleneck and became a Golden Core cultivator.

Moreover, it is said that he defeated two of Lan Yuezong's peers one after another.

He asked himself that he couldn't talk about a life-and-death enmity with that person, but the small frictions never stopped.

With that real person's temper, it is not impossible to destroy Jifeng Mountain at any time, even if he is simply not pleasing to the eye.

Hua Haoyan wished he could slap himself a few times.

At the beginning, I was really fooled by lard, so why did I have to provoke him.

"Xuanfeng Valley has promulgated a regulation that fighting is prohibited in any area within the mountain range, so he won't mess around."

Hua Haoyan drank the spirit wine with a wry smile, comforting himself over and over again.

According to intelligence, that person has returned to Floating Nether City.

The next step will probably come to the secret realm.

If it weren't for his son and his disciples who were hunting treasures in secret places, he might have hidden away to avoid the limelight.

Hua Haoyan felt uneasy, and took out another pot of spiritual wine to relieve his worries.

The next moment, something weird happened.

The spirit wine in his hand boiled inexplicably.

In just half a breath, the temperature directly doubled dozens of times.

Even with his Yuandan Dzogchen cultivation base, he couldn't bear it, and the skin that touched the jug burned instantly.

Hua Haoyan sensed something was wrong, and quickly shook the flagon away with a wave of his sleeve.

However, a strong sense of oppression suddenly surged from all directions, restraining him heavily and making him unable to move.

His mouth was also opened little by little by the huge force, and then, the jug of burning and magma-like spiritual wine was poured from his mouth like this.

"what!"

The extremely high temperature quickly melted his internal organs, Hua Haoyan's eyes widened, his body was suspended in mid-air and twitched non-stop.

When the last drop of wine is drained, the restriction immediately disappears.

Hua Haoyan rolled to the ground in all directions, his whole body covered in flames, and the severe pain made him scream miserably.

The sound echoed in this small basin, penetrating to the extreme.

However, several monks who belonged to Jifeng Mountain rushed over after hearing the sound, but were blocked by a thick shield, unable to step in at all.

At this time, three feet away from the ground, a vague figure gradually became clear.

"Really Chen, please forgive me, this junior knows his mistake!"

While groping and rolling, Hua Haoyan caught a glimpse of the uninvited guest, and immediately turned pale with fright, and knelt down to prostrate regardless of the pain.

This scene made the anxious disciples all dumbfounded.

"It's Senior Chen Ping!"

"Hurry up and inform the Shangzong of Xuanfeng Valley, otherwise the suzerain will surely die."

Several clever Jifeng Mountain disciples made up their minds and rushed out in a hurry.

Chen Ping turned a blind eye to their tips.

He swept Hua Haoyan lightly, put his hands in his sleeves, and waited quietly.

"Chen Zhenzhen, this junior is willing to offer the sect's property with both hands, please don't remember the villain's mistakes, please forgive me!"

Hua Haoyan's lips trembled, and he said in fear.

Every time he said a word, a trace of spiritual fire would escape from his mouth.

And his tongue, already melted by the high temperature, can only temporarily transmit sound with spiritual consciousness.

If it weren't for the layer of lightning clothes that he desperately condensed, he might have turned into soot at this moment.

"Noisy."

Chen Ping shouted coldly, fanned out with one sleeve, and abruptly patted Hua Haoyan into the ground.

This blow used [-]% of his strength.

Hua Haoyan has been unable to recover for ten or eight years, and the injuries are still superficial.

The most serious thing is that the palm shattered the meridians of his whole body, causing great damage to his Dao foundation, and the chances of advancing to Jindan in the future are negligible.

Although the conflict between Hua Haoyan and him was just a small conflict to put it bluntly.

This person has only offended him a few times.

But the key point is that Hua Haoyan is Lei Linggen's Yuan Dan peak cultivator, and his path has been interrupted, so Chen Ping can't sleep or eat.

After all, the Dzogchen cultivation base can impact the Golden Core Realm at any time.

In case of great luck, wouldn't it be an extra trouble for him to prove it all at once?

Of course, if there is a chance, this person needs to be completely obliterated to avoid future troubles.

……

"It's finally here."

Chen Ping, who was waiting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked up to the horizon.

At the same time, the restriction placed outside was instantly broken by a beam of sword light.

From the analysis of the strength of the breath captured, the person who made the shot was the late Jindan.

"Swish"

"Swish"

"Swish"

Six or seven beams of unparalleled swiftness rushed into the basin and surrounded the small courtyard.

After the brilliance dispersed, five men and one woman appeared.

All are Jindan real people!

Walking in the front are the two golden pills of Jiandingzong.

Liang Yingzhuo in the later stage and Jiang Yang in the middle stage.

Next, Qian Wusheng from Youhuomen, Ao Wuya, the head cultivator of Zhenjizong, and Wei Xueling from Baiqiaomen.

They were all top monks who stomped their feet, and the Shuangcheng sea area, and even the Yuanyan Islands were shocked.

The last one was a slow middle-aged man.

Gray robe and jade belt, elegant appearance, and endless vicissitudes of life in his eyes.

A simple look at this person put Chen Ping under tremendous pressure.

The first repair era of the Sanjue Hall is forgiven!
Among the golden elixirs present, the monk with the highest status was second to none.

Although the Sanjue Hall lost the suppression of the Water Profound Dragon Eagle, as long as the two late Golden Core Hall Masters are still there, the status of the giants in the Inner Sea will be as stable as Mount Tai.

"I have seen you fellow Daoists."

Chen Ping bowed his hands to several people respectively, with a calm expression of fearlessness in the face of danger.

What made him more puzzled was, where did Yin Xianyi, who rushed to Wangqin Island with Ji Yuanshe, go?

After so many years, there is no news at all, which is a strange thing.

"Congratulations to Chen Daoyou for obtaining the golden elixir certificate, and from now on you will be in the ranks of my generation."

Qian Wusheng, Jiang Yang, and Wei Xueling politely clasped their fists in return.

But Liang Yingzhuo didn't respond, and stared at the pothole with a gloomy expression.

After realizing that Hua Haoyan's life was not in danger, the expression on his face eased a bit.

"Chen Daoyou has just advanced to the Golden Core Realm, and you want to kill me as an example?"

A voice mixed with ice-cold meaning floated out.

It was Ao Wuya in the middle stage of Jindan.

"Hua boy is not a chicken, and fellow Daoist Ao is not an ugly monkey."

Chen Ping choked expressionlessly.

Tantaiyan Jie killed him and this person has unclear relationship.

Naturally, he wouldn't show him a good face.

"Chen Daoyou won't explain?"

Pointing at the pothole, Ao Wuya said calmly.

How can a Jindan monk who has lived for hundreds of years get angry after a few words?

"Master Haichang, do you know Xuanfeng Valley's regulations prohibiting fighting?"

Liang Yingzhuo interrupted the quarrel between the two, and said solemnly: "You are a Jindan cultivator, and you must lead by example, so as not to let the juniors feel that we have privileges and disobey the prohibition."

"Sorry, Mr. Chen is new here, so he really doesn't know the rules here."

Patting his forehead annoyed, Chen Ping apologized, and then explained: "Some unpleasant things happened between Chen and Hua Boy."

"Now, this enmity has been written off. Do you have any opinions?"

The frank and straightforward words made everyone silent, and there was little room for refutation.

Even Liang Yingzhuo has done this kind of use of force to resolve enmity.

He didn't kill people, he already sold Jiu Zong's face.

What's more, for the sake of a Yuandan junior, why bother to form a bridge with Jindan at the same level.

Liang Yingzhuo glanced at Ji Yuanshe, who hadn't spoken all this time, smiled lightly, cupped his fists at Chen Ping and said, "Chen Daoyou, Ji has something to clarify."

"Master Ji, please tell me."

Chen Ping didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly replied.

Outside the island of Ceylon, the Shuixuan dragon eagle that Ji Yuanshe fought ran away with its head in its arms, and its heroic appearance is still vivid in my memory.

This person has at least two spirit treasures, and his strength is stronger than Liang Yingzhuo.

Facing the strong, Chen Ping would usually give enough respect.

"Fellow Taoist Xie Zun sent a message to me not long ago."

While talking, Ji Yuanshe glanced around the field.

Jin Dan, such as Qian Wusheng, Jiang Yang, Wei Xueling, nodded their heads, expressing that it was true.

"What did the evil master say?"

Chen Ping said calmly.

He had a vague premonition.

The strongest of the evil cultivators in Shuangcheng, his dao name is Xie Zun.

His real name is unknown, and little else is known.

"Fellow Taoist Xie Zun said that he appreciates you very much, so let me be merciful to the Four Sects of Inner Sea."

Ji Yuanshe said quietly, his eyes were cold enough to penetrate the bone marrow.

"Reverend Haichang, what kind of relationship do you have with Shuangcheng evil cultivators?"

Liang Yingzhuo asked with a temperament.

"..."

Hearing this, Chen Ping's expression was severely startled, and his head was suddenly stunned.

Could it be that Xie Zun knew that Wan Sha was in his hands and deliberately framed him?
"Today's supernatural powers are obtained through my own efforts step by step, and have nothing to do with anyone."

Chen Ping said angrily: "Fellow Xie Zun, I respect him as an old senior, but this nonsense is purely a loss of status."

At this time, he must express his position.

Mixing in the righteousness, but getting involved with evil cultivators, it's like living too long.

At the same time, his thoughts sank, and he communicated with the sect token presented by Feng Tianyu.

"Chen Daoyou, don't get angry, Ji's first reaction when he received the message was also disbelief."

The next moment, Ji Yuanshe withdrew his cold expression and said calmly.

After he made his statement, the rest of the people, including Liang Yingzhuo, did not continue to make things difficult.

Everyone is a golden core monk.

Just because of one-sided words and fighting, decency has long been torn apart.

Seeing this, Chen Ping secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

The token of senior Yuanying named Feng is not prepared to reveal it unless it is absolutely necessary.

There seems to be some unknown conflict between Feng Tianyu and Xu Zhenjun.

If Xu Zhenjun knows that he is helping Feng Tianyu practice the third life method, it will be unpredictable.

"A Jindan cultivator with a middle-grade spiritual root in this side's cultivation world was a Daoist Daoist 600 years ago."

"Chen Daoyou's cultivation progress is a bit faster than that of luck, he must be a person with great luck!"

Wei Xueling complimented with a smile.

"Those who have cultivated to the golden core, who does not have a fortune that is difficult for ordinary people to touch."

Smiling, Chen Ping said calmly.

"Master Haichang."

Suddenly, Liang Yingzhuo called out to Chen Ping, lightly pressed his right palm, and a violent aura took shape instantly.

A vortex of sword energy whirled in panic, filling the basin airtightly.

Immediately afterwards, a three-foot-long, more than one-finger-wide spirit sword with a silver color like glaze flew out of his hand and shot into the air.

Inside the sword body of this sword, there are traces of ripples like clear springs, which are beautiful and spiritual.

The indistinct coercion contained in the breath made all the Jindan feel terrified.

At such a terrifying scene, the word "Lingbao" suddenly flashed in Chen Ping's heart.

"Jade Water Sky Sword of Sword Cauldron Sect!"

Wei Xueling exclaimed in a trembling voice.

Her cultivation base is only at the early stage of Jindan, and she can't bear the oppression of the middle-grade Lingbao at all.

Even if this Lingbao didn't show any signs of attack.

Clear water sky sword!
One of the top magic weapons of Yuanyan Islands.

The Sword Dingzong claims that one sword and one tripod will rule the world.

The sword in it refers to the Fentian Sword.

The prefix of Bishui also has a lot of background.

It is rumored that this sword is made of the supernatural part of the fifth-order clear water unicorn, the front horn of the forehead.

Inspired by the late Jindan and Dzogchen monks, it can release a blow equivalent to [-]% of the mana of the early Yuanying monks!
The moment Bishui Tianjian appeared in the world, even Ji Yuanshe felt a little jealous.

"What does he want to do?"

Chen Ping's hair stood on end, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Liang Yingzhuo suddenly sacrificed the spirit treasure, probably for some other purpose.

"Reverend Haichang, I hope you will keep in mind that the secret realm is a great event for the human race, and as a rare Golden Core cultivator, you must put the interests of the race first."

"Although there are reasons for hurting people, it is not an example."

Holding the powerful and incomparable Bishui Tianjian, Liang Yingzhuo said earnestly.

"Liang Daoyou is serious. When Chen Mou crossed the heart demon pass, he was fighting with monsters and alien races. How could he do stupid things that harm the interests of the human race."

Swallowing his throat, Chen Ping smiled awkwardly.

The old guy pointed at him with a Lingbao to ask questions, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he could only bow his head and be scolded.

"Good, the old man personally still appreciates fellow daoists very much, and hopes that fellow daoists can grow into the pillars of the human race in the future."

Liang Yingzhuo nodded, and with a flick of his wrist, the Heavenly Fist Sword disappeared without a trace.

Qian Wusheng, Jiang Yang, Ao Wuya and others all had strange expressions.

I don't know if he was making fun of Chen Ping's brazen answer, or he was gloating at the warning from Master Liang.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Ji Yuanshe raised his head and looked into the distance suspiciously.

"boom!"

In the direction of the secret realm, an astonishingly huge spiritual pressure soared into the sky.

That tyrannical force penetrated through the fourth-level formation and rushed directly into the clouds.

"Something happened in the secret realm!"

The hearts of all the golden cores shuddered, and they rushed back in unison.

This place is only more than 200 miles away from Xuanfeng Valley.

With the method of the Jindan cultivator, the spiritual consciousness seeps in as soon as it is spread out.

Next to the secret place under the cliff.

A three-foot-tall blue ancient lamp appeared in the consciousness of everyone.

The whole body of this lamp is engraved with obscure purple runes. At first glance, it is as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, and it is filled with a desolate atmosphere.

A middle-aged male cultivator in a crescent-colored gown was suspended in front of the ancient lamp.

He pinched the imprints of both hands, and pointed at the blue ancient lamp.

"Friend Daoist Du wait a minute!"

Ji Yuanshe's consciousness moved, and hurriedly sent a sound transmission to stop the words.

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