Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 530 The Change of the Spiritual Root of the Son of Luck
The battle of the beast tide concerns all the human races in the archipelago.

As one of the giants of the clan, Chen Ping should have cooperated with the Nine Sects to kill high-level monsters.

But who told him that what he gained in the secret realm this time was enough to make the Archipelago Jindan extremely jealous!

First of all, the eclipse god bud disappeared for no reason, which already made Gu Sixian suspicious.

How can all the cultivators allow him to enjoy such a treasure that can greatly increase the realm of physical cultivation?

Secondly, the belongings of Jiang Yang, Shangguan Xi and others fell into his hands.

Jiandingzong will definitely negotiate with him and take back a few storage rings.

With Chen Ping's temperament, how can he be willing to spit out the things that can be eaten.

Therefore, after thinking for a long time, he decided to give up participating in the war.

In the secret realm, although the archipelago people suffered heavy casualties, they still have the power to protect themselves against the Heavenly Beast Island.

After all, the fallen golden cores are not of the top class.

The weakening of the overall strength is not so exaggerated.

After spending half a day on the bottom of the sea, Chen Ping used the emerald land in the golden bead space to restore the soul that was on the verge of disintegration.

After recovering [-]% of his mana, a beam of cyan light rushed out of the sea and galloped farther into the eastern sky.

……

Secret realm, medicine garden.

Devastated, cloudy and gloomy.

It has been several hours since the Human Race and the Sea Race fled.

Zhou Luo stood motionless in the giant pit.

Wrapped in four vines, with a dull expression, at first glance, it looks like a puppet that has lost all vitality.

The next moment, his eyes finally opened slightly, and his aura was three points stronger than before.

"How are you doing?"

A caring and pleasant female voice came from Zhou Rivet's mouth.

"Thanks to the fusion of your secondary soul with me, you can't die for the time being."

Suddenly, it changed into a slightly vicissitudes of life male voice.

After a pause, the man said with lingering fear: "That kid is practicing at least a mid-level divine soul technique, maybe even a treasure level. If I hadn't been a Nascent Soul cultivator, the purity of my soul is far above it. I'm afraid it would have been annihilated by ashes long ago."

"Is a treasure-level exercise very precious?"

"You are not a human race, so you don't understand what the treasure technique represents."

After a pause, Jian Zhenjun remnant soul said in a solemn tone: "As far as I know, most of the powers of transforming spirits do not have the inheritance of precious skills, let alone the even rarer magic and soul secret skills. It is estimated that if you search the entire Haoyuhai Very few."

"All the ancestral trees of the Holy Ruins chose him. It seems that the status of the human race kid is not bad."

Shen Ya was silent for a while, then changed the topic, and said angrily: "No matter who he is, but he has taken away my body that has been cultivated for tens of thousands of years, this Ya will definitely kill him so that his soul will be scattered and he will not enter reincarnation!"

"Right now, I'm restricted by the seal, and I can't get out for thousands of miles. You'd better think of something more practical."

Jian Zhenjun unceremoniously poured a basin of cold water, lifted his head slightly to look at the space crack, and said nervously:
"Has the consciousness of the sky vine not been erased yet?"

"The Sakyamuni lotus with the immortal soul was once one of my companion spirit plants. I never thought that the Vine of the Sky Vine would inherit its supernatural powers. Even Lord Qi Ling will have nothing to do with it for a while."

There was a faint trace of worry in Zhou Mao's expression.

The main soul of Shen Ya has merged with the soul of the sky vine.

Even if Qi Ling comes to the rescue, it is difficult to separate.

"If Lord Qi Ling can break free from the Celestial Chain, neither the Human Race nor the Sea Race can escape!"

Jian Zhenjun gritted his teeth.

"The Heavenly Broken Immortal Chain contains tiny powers of rules. To break through its seal, Mr. Qi Ling must possess at least a sixth-order supernatural power."

Shen Ya sighed, and then said:
"The Sky Vine will be handed over to Lord Qi Ling. The two of us will follow the original plan to attract high-level blood food from the outside world and rescue the demon soul first."

After listening, Jian Zhenjun nodded, then frowned and said: "After those people survived, our plan must have been exposed. The fifth-order creatures, especially the human Nascent Soul, have far more greed for Tongtian Lingbao than you. imagination."

"It's not surprising that it even attracts Huashen. With the current state of Master Qi Ling and you and me, we can't handle it at all."

"So, I suggest closing the secret realm for a hundred years, and only after you completely occupy the body of the sky vine, will you have the supernatural power to fight those Xiao Xiaoxiao."

Then, one person and one bud ended the conversation.

As Zhou Zhuo's figure gradually sank into the ground, everything around him returned to calm.

……

Fuyou City dojo.

At this moment, in a refining workshop full of people.

Dozens of apprentices and several refining masters shuttled through the cabinet, entertaining the monks who came to refine treasures.

It seems that the business of this store is really good.

Everyone looks extremely busy.

"Hey, when Master Yan sits down, the business of this pavilion will be reduced by at least [-]%. Most fellow Taoists still come for his name."

Taking a break from his busy schedule, a master craftsman in the Foundation Establishment Stage said with emotion.

"That's right, even though Master Yan swallowed many kinds of spiritual objects and pills to prolong his life, his lifespan is less than ten years now, right?"

Standing beside him was also a foundation cultivator.

"I hope that several disciples of Master Yan can support the Artifact Refining Workshop, otherwise it will not be uncommon for me to seek another job in another day."

The two refining masters chatted lazily for a while.

It wasn't until a senior at the early stage of Yuan Dan stepped over the threshold that the two cheered up and greeted them.

What they didn't know was that Master Yan, who was about to sit down, was in a secret room in the backyard, staring at a large purple tripod in a daze.

"The old man will die."

After a long time, Yan Jing got up suddenly, and laughed helplessly at himself.

Although he is a monk of Yuan Dan, he is too old.

Physical strength and memory are not as good as before, and I often fall into long-term thinking about one thing.

Just now, he was thinking, that man, no, when will that senior come to find him forging weapons.

Admittedly, there are still more than four years left before the agreement of the year.

But what he didn't expect was that in the past two years, his state has plummeted.

It seems that we can't wait that long!
"Wait for another half a year, if Senior Chen doesn't come, Yan will call a few other Taoist friends who master the fire art to open the furnace for refining weapons!"

Yan Jing said to himself, with a helpless wry smile on his face.

It has always been his last wish to create a swan song before sitting down.

Although the whole process and the quality of the magic weapon could be improved to a higher level with the help of a fire-attribute golden core monk, but he really didn't have time to wait any longer.

Yan Jing lay down slowly with a slight squint, and at the same time threw a bigu pill into his mouth.

With the disappearance of vitality, he felt hungry more and more frequently.

This lie is half a day.

When the dark scene fell, Yan Jing seemed to have fallen asleep, breathing steadily, with a faint smile on his face.

He dreamed that he had created a spirit treasure.

Several golden elixir and even Nascent Soul cultivators came eagerly to buy it, and said all kinds of good things.

However, before the dream was over, he was awakened by a low shout.

"Master Yan's old age seems to be very comfortable."

On the side of the secret room, the silhouette of a young man suddenly took shape under the severe blurring of the space.

Yan Jing jumped up hastily, the horror in his heart showed on his face.

In his closed room, there are dozens of third-level restrictions all over the place, and someone else broke in without a sound.

"Senior Chen!"

After seeing the young monk's face clearly, Yan Jing's beard trembled with excitement, and he hurriedly clasped his fists in salute.

The person you've been longing for is finally here!
"Master Yan seems very excited to see me."

Chen Ping poured himself a cup of tea casually, and said half-jokingly.

He had previously agreed with Yan Jing on the auction.

This person sold Xuansen Leipan to him.

After more than ten years, he will help him to create a psychic tool together.

"Seniors don't know that in recent years, Yan's state has fallen to the bottom, and there is a possibility of being resigned at any time."

After a short pause, Yan Jing said in an urgent tone: "Since the senior has come, then Yan has nothing to worry about. Let's start the furnace to refine the ore now."

After saying that, Yan Jing shook his sleeves, and more than a dozen pieces of ores of different colors flew out.

Most of them are of Tier [-] quality, and there is no lack of a Tier [-] ore.

All are all fire attribute materials.

It seems that Yan Jing really wants to build a fire treasure.

This made Chen Ping very satisfied.

"Clean up and follow me."

However, Chen Ping was indifferent and said with a light smile.

"Senior, this pavilion enshrines the ground fire that has been preserved for thousands of years, as well as various furnaces. It is relatively easy to create magic weapons in the pavilion."

After being slightly taken aback, Yan Jing proposed.

"Fire?"

Chen Ping couldn't help feeling a little bit between his eyebrows, the three groups of natal spirit flames flew out together, jumping around in the air.

Sensing the astonishing aura coming from each group of spiritual fire, Yan Jing opened his mouth and shut it completely.

"The juniors have nothing to prepare for."

After putting the ore and the huge purple cauldron into the storage ring, Yan Jing said respectfully.

"I remember that Master Yan seems to have given birth to several heirs, please explain to them."

Chen Ping turned around and said calmly, "You probably won't be able to come back after you go."

"As ordered."

Yan Jing nodded bitterly, before opening the secret room, a word came into his ears.

Immediately, the 500-year-old man showed ecstasy.

This majestic Jindan Patriarch actually asked to take Yi as an apprentice and be his closed disciple!

Yan Jing was dizzy and couldn't believe it.

This is a good thing that can't be found even with a lantern!

In the future, with such a big backing for the bloodline and apprentices, why worry about their decline?

After a quarter of an hour, Yan Jing hurried back.

The two of them didn't do any apprentice ceremony, the relationship between the senior and the junior remained the same.

Yan Jing also ordered his descendants to distribute hundreds of pieces of jade slips to Fuyou City, publicizing his plan to teach Chen Ping how to forge weapons.

Naturally, this was all Master Haichang's idea.

As for whether there were other purposes, Yan Jing didn't care, and didn't dare to ask.

"go!"

After speaking, Chen Ping rolled up his sleeves, and the two of them disappeared into the secret room wrapped in a thick fog.

High in the sky, Yan Jing looked down at the Artifact Refining Pavilion built by himself, with moist eyes.

Before leaving, he left most of his belongings to his descendants, and he basically had no regrets.

In the next few days, two explosive news spread rapidly in Fuyou City.

Yan Jing, a master craftsman, was taken away by the ancestor of the Chen family, and secretly passed on the mantle for a lifetime.

In addition, Yu Yangchang Yu Dansheng, who lived in Qing's guest house, also disappeared without a trace at the same time.

The senior officials of Qing Keju were furious, mobilized all their connections and searched almost every corner of the city several times, but still found nothing.

The smart monk has already figured it out.

The disappearance of Yu Dansheng must have something to do with Old Ancestor Chen.

All the cultivators couldn't help being shocked by Chen Patriarch's audacity.

The status of Dan Sheng is not trivial.

It was rumored that Qing Keju was planning to go to the Four Sects of Inner Sea and sue Old Ancestor Chen severely.

……

Three days later.

A ray of light galloped across the sky of duality, and it was about to cross the range of the Shuangcheng sea area.

"As the saying goes, wealth and law are the foundation of cultivation."

Chen Ping stood at the front of the Dunguang with his hands behind his back, and said with a smile: "With the help of two fellow Taoists, the great rise of my Taoism is just around the corner."

And his words were obviously addressed to the two Yuan Dans at the rear.

The old man and middle-aged monks are Yan Jing and Yu Yangchang!

The former is fine, out of voluntary, respectful expression.

But Yu Yangchang had a gloomy face, one could tell that he was being forced.

Chen Ping understood Yu Yangchang's mood very well.

Anyone who is knocked out and taken away from Fuyou City while having fun with a beautiful concubine will feel angry.

What's more, the other party is still the Great Alchemy who usually calls the wind and rain.

"Senior Chen, if you want to buy elixir, you can bring the spirit grass to Qing Keju to place an order. Are you afraid that Yu will not refine it with all his heart?"

Yu Yangchang uttered his first sentence in a few days in a low voice.

"From now on, Yu Dansheng is a member of my old Chen's family, why bother to look far away?"

Looking back, Chen Ping said with a smile.

"Senior Chen, what do you mean by that?"

Hearing this, Yu Yangchang was frightened and angry, staring at the person in front of him.

Could it be that Chen Ping's kidnapping him was not as simple as making alchemy?
Yan Jing at the side felt incredible, secretly thinking, this senior Chen is too domineering.

Hijacking a well-connected alchemist, what a mess it would be!
"The literal meaning, did Yu Dansheng understand?"

Chen Ping said lightly.

"Senior Chen, aren't you afraid of offending the Four Inner Sea Sects with this move?"

Yu Yangchang was furious, and said solemnly: "Although my Qing guest house is a small household, it has a lot to do with Youhuomen, Sanjue Palace and even Lanyuezong!"

Seeing this person's unrestrained demeanor, Chen Ping frowned, and said with a sneer: "Sheng Yu Dan, don't worry, I have already informed my fellow Taoists."

In fact, Chen Ping only got the consent of Gu Sixian.

But for the sake of a complete Qingwei spirit scroll, he must have cleaned up the mess.

"Absolutely impossible!"

Yu Yangchang shook his head again and again, doubts and fears quickly spread in his heart.

He is one of Qing's hosts.

Want resources to have resources, want status to have status, but are about to become someone else's exclusive alchemist?
If the opponent is a golden core monk, it's almost the same!

But the Haichang Chen family has only risen not long ago, how can he see it.

"If you can't resist, learn to surrender."

Chen Ping spoke without emotion, and passed a private message to Yu Yangchang.

"This……"

After pondering for a while, Yu Yangchang finally calmed down a lot.

Although he still frowned, the previous anger was gone.

Because Chen Ping not only offered him an unusually generous salary, but also stated that he would only "rent" him for fifty years.

Overall, it doesn't seem to be unacceptable.

Seeing Yu Yangchang calm down, Chen Ping was full of pride in his heart.

His wishful thinking has begun to crackle.

After 50 years, his magical powers should be enough to top the archipelago.

A mere Yu Yangchang, can you find the palm of his hand?
……

When he arrived around Kongming Island, Chen Ping passed by without hesitation.

He has no plans to retreat in the family.

Anyway, as long as he doesn't die, the Inner Sea Four Sects will not dare to deal with the Chen family rashly.

A few days later.

Chen Ping stopped flying over a small sand island.

With a slight sweep of his consciousness, he found that this is an ordinary island that is hard to find.

So, he landed with satisfaction.

Instruct Yan Jing and Yu Yangchang to hollow out a mountain range that stretches for tens of miles.

The structure of the temporary cave is extremely simple.

An unusually spacious hall and three secret rooms.

"The two rest for a few days, waiting for the arrangement of this seat."

Then, Chen Ping said flatly: "By the way, the secret room is the scope of activities of the two of you, and you are not allowed to trespass elsewhere."

Yan Jing and Yu Yangchang looked at each other and reluctantly agreed.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and a huge monster rat appeared out of thin air, just blocking the gap leading to the hall.

The demon mouse bared its teeth, staring at the two of them with a pair of shining eyes, and a huge and vast ice spiritual power swept out.

"Clear water phoenix mouse?"

Yu Yangchang and Yan Jing's bodies trembled suddenly, and they gasped.

The fourth-rank demon emperors of the Bishui clan are very famous.

The monks in the Shuangcheng sea area are basically familiar with it.

"That's right, this mouse met me by chance, and I slaughtered it. It's a pity that the craftsmanship is not good, and it fell down a small step. Next time I have a chance, I will go to the Clear Water Clan for a visit."

After finishing speaking, Chen Ping and Shi Shiran's figure floated away, leaving behind two people with terrified faces.

……

Sitting in the secret room, Chen Ping smiled inexplicably.

The reason he exposed the Blue Water Phoenix Mouse was naturally to frighten Yu and Yan.

As for the leak of the news, it will attract the pursuit of the Bishui clan, he is not afraid at all.

After digesting the benefits of the secret realm, there are probably only a handful of existences in the archipelago cultivation world that can make him drink hatred.

Next, Chen Ping began to deal with his own affairs.

First, it took half a day to arrange some extremely effective restrictions in the secret room and the outside hall.

Yu Yangchang and Yan Jing are nothing more than Yuan Dan's cultivation base.

Even if they are not far away, they cannot pierce into the spiritual consciousness to inquire about the situation inside.

Then, with a wave of Chen Ping's sleeve robe, the ghost wood flower hung between his eyebrows, increasing his spiritual consciousness little by little.

And he himself crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, and single-mindedly refined the divine buds and vines in his body.

The energy released by this thing is extremely manic, and he needs to use his power to suppress it all the time.

If it is not resolved in time, it will delay his cultivation.

……

Ten days passed in a flash.

Chen Ping not only absorbed the vine residues in his body, but even the vines that he picked off from Zuo Cangxing's body were turned into medicinal power by him.

After finishing his work, Chen Ping's eyebrows furrowed unconsciously.

These vines are extremely powerful in plant pets, and one can rival half-step fifth order.

But the effect of real refining is not satisfactory.

His physical cultivation realm was originally not far from Jindan late stage.

After absorbing two vines in a row, the cultivation base has only moved forward a small step, and there is no sign of breaking through the later stage.

"I hope Shen Ya's body will not disappoint me."

After Chen Ping prayed silently, he swiped his right hand in the air, and a row of shiny objects floated out one by one.

Ten things are all magic weapons for storage!
Among them, there is one storage shell for Chayuan and Chasong of the Hai clan.

Jiang Yang, Shangguan Xi, Kuang Xunzhi, and Ao Wuya have a total of eight storage rings.

"Bah!"

Chen Ping spit out a cloud of spiritual flames with joy, and began to break the restrictions one by one.

……

For more than a month!
Chen Ping's consciousness and magic power kept gushing out without stopping for a breath.

Even with the strength of his soul, he was exhausted.

Pale-faced and forcibly swept away, Chen Ping was stunned on the spot.

It's hard to describe how much I've gained.

There are 150 million middle-grade spirit stones, more than 4000 top-grade spirit stones, and three top-grade spirit stones.

As for low-grade spirit stones, Chen Ping simply didn't bother to count them.

The addition of all the items such as pills, talismans, and magic weapons is almost the same as the value of Lingshi.

In Cha Yuan's and Jiang Yang's storage treasures, they each found the corpse of a fourth-order monster.

Presumably it is a native creature of the secret realm.

Chen Ping inspected it cautiously, and he can be made into a puppet when he is free in the future.

And Jiang Yang, as the veteran golden elixir of the Sword Cauldron Sect, also stored two large spirit ships and a batch of cultivation elixirs for Erdaowen in the storage ring.

The three stripes were not seen.

It seems that even the sword tripod sect, which is number one in the sea area, does not have three-line quality pills for its golden pills.
Among the storage shells of the Hai clan, there are many things that Chen Ping doesn't know.

For the time being, they will be piled up by him.

After sorting it out roughly, with a thought, three long swords of different styles floated in front of Chen Ping.

One each of blue, red, and green.

They are all at the level of low-grade psychic artifacts.

In the Battle of the Medicine Garden, Zhou Tian Wanjue Sword Formation was destroyed by Shen Ya.

Except for the Purple Rhinoceros Sword which was the eye of the array, the other six spirit swords were all shattered.

Instructing Yan Jing not to smelt the magic weapon for the time being, of course it was his plan.

It is very important to reorganize the sword array.

Right now, he has seized three spirit swords among the spoils of war.

There are still three handles missing from the formation.

Chen Ping will wait and see to what extent the sword array composed of seven psychic weapons will reach.

……

"Senior Chen."

Yan Jing cautiously cupped his fists at the man in front of him.

This person hung him out for nearly two months.

He really couldn't figure out what the intention was.

"Keep Master Yan waiting."

Chen Ping smiled, and said bluntly: "Master Yan can start refining weapons from now on, and I want you to forge three spirit swords with fire attributes."

Hearing this, Yan Jing was slightly startled, and said awkwardly: "This junior has not prepared such materials."

"The material is here for you."

Chen Ping had expected it a long time ago, he flicked his fingers repeatedly, and more than a dozen pieces of fire-attributed Tier [-] and two pieces of ore fell to the ground.

"Senior, this junior doesn't have much lifespan. If you refine three handles at the same time, I'm afraid you can only guarantee the quality of low-grade psychic tools."

There was a trace of dissatisfaction in Yan Jing's tone.

He devoted his whole life to refining weapons, and before he died, his only wish was to forge a powerful magic weapon.

There is even a small extravagant hope that it is a top-grade psychic tool.

In this way, he has no regrets even if he dies.

But Chen Ping ordered him to refine three pieces at a time, which completely violated his original intention of leaving a swan song.

"Master Yan just do it, your bloodline and apprentice Chen will take care of you a little bit on weekdays."

Chen Ping was also not polite to him, and said very bluntly.

"Yes, the junior must satisfy the senior."

With a chill in his heart, Yan Jing finally surrendered helplessly.

……

When the furnace was opened on the second day, Chen Ping sprayed a few balls of spiritual fire to calcine the ore, and then disappeared.

Yan Jing originally planned to invite him to observe the refining process.

But Chen Ping worshiped him as his "teacher" because he was not really interested in refining weapons at all.

It is a cover for the convenience of collecting high-grade ores.

Of course, it was impossible for Chen Ping not to cherish such a good opportunity.

After sharing a bit of his spiritual consciousness and staying in the secret room to study art, he himself summoned Yu Yangchang.

"9000-year golden phoenix fern!"

"8000-year Jinghong Grass!"

"7000 years..."

When Yu Yangchang saw the spirit grasses flying out continuously, his expression of shock gradually turned into obsession.

"This batch of spiritual grass is the material provided by me, is Yu Dansheng still satisfied?"

Chen Ping said quite proudly.

He personally has never collected so many spiritual herbs of high age.

Most of them were found from the storage magic weapons of those unlucky ghosts.

In the secret medicinal garden, there are still dozens of spiritual herbs left.

But at this time, I can only look at the ocean and sigh.

"Thank you, Senior Chen, for your cultivation!"

Yu Yangchang is also a fine person, so he immediately said with a smile on his face.

The title of Dan Sheng is far from the end.

But in order to make alchemy flourish, one must hone one's skills with various high-level spirit herbs.

This is a great thing that can't be met!

Normally, such a chance to practice mobile phones is often not available for dozens of years.

After all, the Jindan sect enshrines the exclusive alchemy.

Even if there are excellent materials, they cannot flow into him.

At this moment, most of the resentment in Yu Yangchang's heart dissipated at once.

"Fellow Daoist Yu have already collected several kinds of alchemy formulas, right?"

Chen Ping asked flatly.

This batch of spiritual herbs covers a wide range of areas, and they are the main ingredients of many kinds of elixirs, such as restoring mana, improving cultivation, and healing wounds.

If there is no corresponding pill formula, he is reluctant to hand it to Yu Yangchang to waste it.

"Yes, yes! And this junior has refined it before, but the quality of the spirit grass is not so high."

Yu Yangchang hurriedly blurted out, for fear that he would go back on his word.

"That's good."

Chen Ping nodded slightly, and threw away another batch of auxiliary materials.

Among them, Yu Yangchang made up for the missing dozen or so.

"The younger generation will leave!"

Yu Yangchang happily retreated, and couldn't wait to make alchemy.

After arranging the two, Chen Ping turned his head and entered the Jinzhu space.

Shen Ya's huge body shrunk more than ten times.

Quietly in an open space.

Strangely, this bud was surrounded by a light golden mask, blocking Chen Ping's footsteps.

"Barter for something."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and understood what Jin Zhu meant.

In fact, before Jinzhu melted the god bud, he had some vague guesses.

The appearance of the mask now confirmed his thoughts.

He wants to use high-level ore to exchange for God Bud!

With a blank expression on his face, Chen Ping withdrew from Jinzhu, and Chen Ping was not going to take out Shenya immediately.

Right now, the most important thing is to change the spiritual root qualifications!
……

Two stalks of spiritual grass were suspended in midair.

Pure wood-attribute vitality instantly filled the entire secret room.

Riyue Qingzhi and the giant whale Qiyaorui.

In terms of quality, both are sixth-order things.

Chen Ping's eyes were clear, and he glanced back and forth between the two spiritual grasses.

The main body of Riyue Qingzhi is covered with a layer of almost transparent mist, hot and cold.

Sky Vine once said that Sun Moon Qing Zhi can absorb the essence energy projected from Yang Xian Chen and Yue Xian Chen.

I don't know if this so-called essence and the origin of Xianchen are the same thing.

But after thinking for a while, Chen Ping immediately shook his head dumbly.

The origin of Xianchen made his physical cultivation level break through easily, and it must not be comparable to ordinary sun and moon essence.

Thinking of the origin of the Moon Immortal in the gourd, Chen Ping became hot.

It's a pity that the gourd disappeared without a trace, and he was only greedy.

"Two hundred years..."

Holding the sun, moon and Qingzhi, Chen Ping immediately thought of the sky vine.

This guy was suspected to be brought into the space crack by the Nine Green Crown Artifact Spirit.

As for the so-called immortal soul, he scoffed at it.

If the cultivator of Huashen attacked the soul of this vine, Chen Ping did not believe that it could be revived!

"Friend Daoist Fuji, enjoy yourself in the secret realm."

Without a guy with ulterior motives around him, Chen Ping felt relieved.

Then, he closed his eyes, threw the Sun Moon Qingzhi and the Giant Whale Qiyao Rui into the air, and concentrated on refining them according to the secret method given by the Sky Vine.

……

More than half a month later, Chen Ping looked at the pool of milky white liquid in front of him, with an expression of excitement and worry about gain and loss flashing in his eyes.

As long as he is promoted to the ground level spiritual root, he can maintain a not slow cultivation speed in the golden core stage.

Even in Nascent Soul Realm, Earth Spirit Root is relatively acceptable.

"Whether you are the chosen one depends on today!"

Chen Ping clenched his fist and opened his mouth to inhale, the liquid turned into a stream of clear spring and poured into his abdomen.

In the blink of an eye, a layer of dreamy and mysterious colorful colors began to overflow from his whole body.

……

Three hours have passed.

Chen Ping, who was in a meditation posture, suddenly shook his body, slowly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth could not help but pull a trace of bitterness.

"The moon has its ups and downs. If everything goes well, why do you cultivate!"

"Breaking through thorns and thorns is the demeanor of my generation, and the monks with high-grade spiritual roots have not been an exception since ancient times!"

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