Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 552: Recruiting Evil True Monarch
The speed of the large spirit ship Yushui is very fast.

However, under the operation of the formation, it is extremely stable, and generally you can't feel the slightest bumps and shakes.

In a resplendent and resplendent private room, Chen Ping gently moved his body with his arms around a woman with a big bare back.

"Wanwan, you also have a copy of Qingwei Soul Scroll from Senior Brother Gu."

After thinking for a moment, Chen Ping whispered into her ear.

"It's no wonder Senior Brother Gu has issued metaphorical orders three times, strictly prohibiting disciples from opposing Kongming Island. It turns out that you have already reached an agreement."

Shen Wanwan raised her small face from the man's chest and said suddenly.

After half a day, her face still had a tinge of blush.

Fortunately, the elixir was well prepared, otherwise she almost lost half of her life.

And the reason why the love is so deep is naturally because of a soul mystery gifted by the Taoist couple.

"My heart has been emphasized many times. As long as Lanyue Sect doesn't deliberately suppress the sect, I can't wait to coexist peacefully with you."

Chen Ping looked down at the beauty, and said calmly.

Shen Wanwan is deeply favored by the sect's upbringing and cultivation, so she probably won't vote for Pingyun sect.

However, this is something that has long been expected.

Chen Ping took the initiative to pierce the slight gap between the two with the Qingwei spirit scroll.

One is to repay past favors.

After all, Shen Wanwan didn't have any use for Astrology Essence and Heart Protection Pill.

Chen Ping is also somewhat responsible.

Over the years, he has been running around for his supernatural powers, leaving his Taoist companions behind.

Otherwise, taking some time to go to Lanyuezong and presenting the broken-level treasures, Gu Sixian would not let Gu Sixian start earlier.

Furthermore, Chen Ping had a faint premonition.

He can't stay in the archipelago cultivation world for many years.

The outer sea is the main dojo where he pursues the immortal way.

Maybe next time I come back, I don’t know if it will be a hundred years or a thousand years.

The Qingwei spirit scroll is an explanation to Shen Wanwan and this fate.

"Is that sparrow corpse Wanwan useful to you?"

While Shen Wanwan was still moved, Chen Ping said while the iron was hot.

"Have."

Shen Wanwan raised her beautiful eyes and said without hesitation.

"so……"

The following words were blocked, making Chen Ping both embarrassed and dissatisfied.

If it weren't for the bondage of the Taoist couple, he would even try to coerce and lure him.

"Hiraro is the puppet master, of course the sparrow corpse is for you."

The next moment, Shen Wanwan glanced at Chen Ping with a bright smile.

"Haha, Wanwan, you definitely did it on purpose."

In terms of women, Chen Ping was rarely excited, and pinched her severely with his right hand.

Being grabbed by the top-grade psychic-like big hand, Shen Wanwan's pretty face ached with pain, and immediately slapped her angrily, and said reproachfully: "But Wanwan has a condition, to be precise, it's a request."

"Oh?"

Chen Ping straightened his face and motioned for the Taoist couple to continue talking.

After a while.

Chen Ping, who was informed of the situation, was expressionless, with no joy, anger, sorrow or joy on his face.

Shen Wanwan originally wanted to trouble him to repair a puppet.

That puppet was the brown turtle that Gu Sixian summoned in the secret realm.

Just now, he penetrated the storage ring to check the status of the puppet, and couldn't help frowning.

This fourth-tier high-grade tortoise was too severely damaged.

There are at least hundreds of scars on the huge body.

Moreover, it is not caused by the same attack, so it is very complicated to deal with.

"The brown turtle is one of the sect's trump cards. After being severely injured by the sea clan in the secret realm that day, Brother Gu also summoned and visited some puppet masters who are well-known in the sea area, but they all said that they did not have much confidence."

"So, I can only trouble Hiraro to make a move."

Shen Wanwan leaned on the man's chest with a soft voice.

"The master who can repair this puppet, there is no other person to choose from in the archipelago cultivation world except me."

Seeing that the Jindan Sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, respects his puppet technique so much, Chen Ping smiled proudly.

Actually, he wasn't bragging.

The archipelago's resources are too poor, and most puppet masters will never have contact with fourth-order creatures in their entire lives.

Not to mention gaining experience.

How can it be like him, who ravages and plunders the Heavenly Beast Island from time to time.

What's more, puppets of the fourth-rank top-rank have rough skin and thick flesh, and it is impossible for a puppeteer in the Yuandan realm to do anything.

Therefore, no matter how strong the Lanyue Sect's connections are, they can't find a suitable candidate.

"It is stated in advance that the risk of cultivating a puppet is not small, and it is not impossible for the brown turtle to lose its rank or even be scrapped directly."

Chen Ping's eyes flashed brightly, and he said solemnly.

"Hiraro, did you agree?"

Hearing this, Shen Wanwan let out a cry of joy, bursting with blue energy.

"It's all about your face."

Chen Ping touched her hair and said with a smile.

He couldn't wait to study the corpse puppets.

He simply rejected the Taoist companion's second request.

……

The large spirit ships in the open sea already have some prototypes of the sea spirit city.

The size of the space alone is like a moving giant mountain.

There is also a fifth-level formation on this spirit ship.

The control right is naturally in the hands of Concubine Shu Mu.

The woman disappeared after activating the spirit ship.

Calculating that it would take about two days to reach the abyss, Chen Ping did not want to waste any time, and came to the hall inside the box.

After strengthening a few restrictions around him, the storage ring in his hand flickered slightly, and a golden corpse fell down.

It was the sparrow corpse that blew itself up.

Chen Ping observed from the side for a long time, and suddenly his fingers touched a trace of spiritual power, and slowly moved across the huge bird carcass.

……

Five hours passed by in a hurry.

Leaning on the bird's back, Chen Ping had a meditative expression.

The corpse race is one of the most difficult races to study.

There is no other reason. The Yinlings can possess almost all races and be reborn.

Therefore, the structure of each corpse is different.

And the sparrow corpse under its feet is the dust spirit sparrow with the blood of the holy demon.

Chen Pingzao has mastered the meridian structure of the Yaozu with a high level of proficiency.

The quite different difference is that every part of the bird's body is covered with a layer of gray corpse.

How to perfectly integrate the corpse energy and the puppet is the key.

If you choose to empty the corpse, the bird corpse will become an ordinary monster puppet.

Thus losing its special value.

After a few breaths of silence, Chen Ping's expression darkened, and he rejected more than a dozen proposals.

With his current skills, he probably won't be able to create corpse puppets.

Reluctantly giving up, he took one last look at the bird corpse before taking it back to the storage ring.

I saw a circle of ghost-like gray air around the head of the sparrow corpse.

According to the records of the secret records of the Wuxiangzhen sect, this ray of evil spirit represents the spiritual root of the corpse clan's practice!
The stronger the airflow, the stronger the talent.

And the cultivation aptitude of this sparrow corpse is roughly between the ground spirit root and the sky spirit root.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is talented.

"Pinglang, Fellow Daoist Qian of the Youhuomen, please see me."

At this time, outside the stone gate, Shen Wanwan's voice floated leisurely.

In the next moment, with a flash of blue light, Chen Ping disappeared from the hall and appeared in the box.

A yellow-robed monk was drinking tea and talking with Shen Wanwan.

"Fellow Daoist Qian, this is the 30 middle-grade spirit stones Chen promised back then."

As soon as they met, Chen Ping presented a storage ring without talking nonsense.

"Is there such a thing?"

Qian Wusheng didn't catch the ring, but asked doubtfully, "Chen Daoyou, did you remember wrongly?"

"It's been too long, maybe Chen made a mistake."

Nodding with a half-smile, Chen Ping added hot tea for this person himself.

Of course, the storage ring was also taken back into the sleeve robe.

……

After seeing off Qian Wusheng, Chen Ping sat down comfortably.

Back then, he killed Wu Gaoge, his newly recruited registered disciple.

But the two resolved their hatred in a few words.

Later, Qian Wusheng didn't secretly make Tripper take revenge.

This person judges the situation and is shrewd and capable. No wonder he is basically responsible for the external affairs of the Youhuomen.

"Hiraro, are you going to the exchange meeting?"

Shen Wanwan brushed her hair and asked softly.

Qian Wusheng came here to invite the two of them to a private exchange meeting tonight.

Only Jindan monks can participate.

If it weren't for Shu Zhenjun's transfer order, there would be very few opportunities for digital golden cores to get together on weekdays.

"Go around, I have nothing to do anyway."

Chen Ping said without much hesitation.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he just happened to be able to collect a batch of high-grade ore.

……

Around Shenshi, Tainanzong Feng Chengzhang came to visit.

The ancestor of Jindan in Shuangcheng did not have the reserve of the four sects of Inner Sea, and he made no secret of his respect for Chen Ping in every word and deed.

After chatting casually for a few words, Feng Chengzhang led the conversation to the 30 spirit stones.

"I hope Master Haichang can take care of Feng in the next battle, and the reward will be over."

Feng Chengzhang clasped his fists and said cautiously.

He is no richer than Qian Wusheng.

30 Lingshi is not a small amount.

Therefore, his trick is to make Chen Ping owe a small favor.

"If it is within his ability, Chen is obliged to do so."

After thinking for a moment, Chen Ping readily accepted.

Feng Chengzhang was also overjoyed, and left without further trouble.

……

"Pinglang, the sparrow corpse that Shu Zhenjun is holding has become your springboard."

Covering her mouth and smiling slightly, Shen Wanwan's eyes sparkled.

The woman Mu Qiang.

Who wouldn't want their husband to be majestic?

In this way, her prestige in the sect will also increase by leaps and bounds, second only to chief Gu Sixian.

"A fourth-order bird corpse is not worth mentioning."

Chen Ping stroked his chin and said calmly.

He saved 60 middle-grade spirit stones in one day, and his vanity at this moment has swelled to an exaggerated level.

For him, the pursuit of cultivation is far more than longevity.

Sometimes, these incidental things can make him linger even more.

……

The night stars are dotted, and the afterglow of the Moon Fairy and Chen is scattered.

On the spirit ship, in a certain large box, there were vaguely a few people seated.

When Chen Ping and his wife arrived late, all Jindan opened their eyes and looked over at the same time, and greeted them with smiles.

"It's almost time, and all the comrades who have been notified have arrived. If you fellow daoists have no objections, this exchange meeting proposed by Ji will officially begin."

Ji Yuanshe went straight to the center, raised his head and moved to one side, and a wooden table was wrapped in white light and attracted to him.

"Master Ji is being polite, how about starting with the old man first?"

Standing up and smiling, Liang Yingzhuo said lightly.

"Since Fellow Daoist Liang has said it all, let's start with Fellow Daoist."

Ji Yuanshe nodded slightly, retreated a few steps, and made room for Liang Yingzhuo.

As for the rules of the exchange meeting, Jin Dan who was present had experienced it countless times.

Naturally, there is no need for a detailed introduction.

After taking the stage, Liang Yingzhuo stood up generously, fisted to the left and right, and then wiped the storage ring on the index finger with one hand.

As a result, a red light flashed, and a palm-sized wooden box appeared in his hand.

This wooden box is made of unknown kind of strange wood, the whole body is red, and there is a hidden flame-like light flickering non-stop.

At the intersection of the box cover, there are two silver prohibition talismans.

Liang Yingzhuo didn't talk nonsense, he lifted it lightly, the talisman fell down, and the lid of the box opened immediately.

Immediately, a fiery red object slowly floated up from the box.

It was actually a pill several inches in size, surrounded by red mist!
"Er Daowen Scarlet Fire Ancient Pill, if monks of all stages of Golden Pill take it, they can forcibly increase their mana by [-]% to [-]% within half an hour."

"However, the after-effects of this pill are also huge. After the effect of the medicine disappears, it will fall into a five-day period of weakness, and there will be no one in its strength."

Liang Yingzhuo is worthy of being a cultivator of the righteous way, and at the same time he introduced it and explained its disadvantages clearly.

"What kind of treasures do fellow Daoist Liang plan to exchange?"

A look of astonishment flashed in Ji Yuanshe's eyes, and he obviously thought about it.

Clan wars are imminent, and this scarlet fire ancient pill is used in key places, and it is a real life-saving thing.

"Three top-quality metallic spirit stones, or some elixir suitable for the cultivation of golden core monks."

Liang Yingzhuo said with a normal expression.

"Forty pills of Huang Tiandan, please consider one or two, Fellow Daoist Liang."

As Gu Sixian spoke, two exquisite pill bottles appeared in front of him.

Huang Tian Dan, one of the most common fourth-grade cultivation pills.

"There is no shortage of Huang Tiandan Liang with one pattern."

Shaking his head, Liang Yingzhuo refused.

"Couldn't you Liang Daoyou want to change to the second pattern?"

Gu Sixian was stunned for a moment, and said with a dry smile: "Then let it go, there is only half a bottle of Erdaowen Huangtian Pill left on Gu, but he is not willing to trade it."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Chen Ping showed a strange look.

Both Gu and Liang are dignified first cultivators, with high positions and weights.

But the elixir that is taken on weekdays is still mainly one pattern.

Scarce resources have created such a poor situation.

"Wanwan, do you have top-quality metallic spirit stones?"

Chen Ping tilted his head and asked via voice transmission.

"Only one piece left."

Shen Wanwan answered without hesitation.

Then, she handed the spirit stone to Chen Ping.

"Just enough for three dollars."

After searching in the storage ring for a while, Chen Ping and Liang Yingzhuo made an exchange.

The latter didn't say anything, and threw the Chihuo Gudan and the box to Chen Ping indifferently.

"Let's offer a treasure from Gu next."

As Gu Sixian spoke, he stood up.

……

The exchange will proceed without any hiccups.

The things that the Golden Core cultivators took out one after another were all rare things.

It is far from comparable to what Fangshi and auction houses see.

One round...two rounds...three rounds.

Several Golden Cores took turns to play.

Chen Ping also obtained three pieces of fifth-tier ore and 20 yuan of fourth-tier ore in the exchange.

Of course, he paid equivalent resources.

"What Qian took out this time is a box of Star Chensha, and he plans to use this..."

However, when Qian Wusheng was about to open the jade box to reveal the treasure, all the cultivators felt terrified at the same time, and flew towards the window one after another.

After leaving the spirit ship, everyone saw Concubine Shu Mu in a blue dress on a piece of sea tens of miles away.

Almost instantly, Shen Wanwan, Gu Sixian, Liang Yingzhuo, Ji Yuanshe, Qian Wusheng, Chu Qingling, Feng Chengzhang, Chen Ping, the Eight Great Golden Elixirs gathered together again.

"Why did Shu Zhenjun suddenly summon us?"

Chen Ping couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.

"Fend off the enemy."

Immediately afterwards, the two words that Concubine Shu Mu coldly uttered made Chen Ping's complexion change drastically!

The enemies that Shu Zhenjun could stand up for must be fifth-order creatures.

All the cultivators were all smart-headed people, and immediately sacrificed their defensive treasures and shields, and leaned close to each other.

Chen Ping cautiously released his consciousness, covering the surrounding sea area, but there was no abnormality.

However, Concubine Shu Mu's spirit strength is much higher than his, and she should have found clues in the limit range of [-] feet.

"Boom"

Just when all the cultivators were feeling uneasy, there were faint sounds of wind and thunder from all directions.

Then, a line of jet black appeared in the distant southern sky several miles long.

The thick black mixed with thunder and lightning rushed towards the large spirit ship from far and near.

"Corpse!"

Chen Ping and the others gasped, their faces extremely gloomy.

Only a few days ago, I saw the power of the sparrow corpse with my own eyes, so naturally all the cultivators would not admit it.

What's worrying is that even with such a long distance, this piece of corpse aura has exerted a great suppressing force on everyone.

The strength of the comer obviously surpassed the sparrow corpse.

Could it be that a fifth-order corpse clan was born in the abyss?
In a blink of an eye, the mist reached the sky above everyone.

It was only then that Chen Pingping could see clearly that the blackness turned out to be a dark cloud five or six thousand feet high.

Its coverage is so large that almost the entire spirit ship is covered under it.

From time to time, there are roaring sounds and thunder and lightning sparks splashing from the cloud, which is even more weird.

The next moment, a thick blood-red limb stretched out from the dark cloud.

This limb is five feet wide, like a beam of a palace, thrusting abruptly into the sea.

"Boom!"

The sea tornado was thus formed, sweeping thousands of eddies colliding from the bottom of the sea, enveloping tens of miles of land within it.

The overwhelming corpse aura seeped into the bottom of the sea from the air.

Fish, shrimps, mussels, sharks and other creatures died quickly, floating on the sea surface without life.

The strange thing is that this vast corpse aura did not attack the spirit ship, as if deliberately avoiding it.

"It was him."

Concubine Shu Mu, who was arranging the fifth-level formation, saw the blood-red extremity, the vigilance on her face quickly dissipated, and she sent a sound transmission to Yuanyan Jindan.

"Friends, not enemies!"

With just four words, Chen Ping, Gu Sixian and others were overjoyed and puzzled at the same time.

Shu Zhenjun actually knew a fifth-rank corpse?
"Ow!"

At this moment, there was another violent wolf howl in the dark clouds.

The corpse aura all over the sky suddenly rolled up and shrank towards the center.

It was actually a giant dog covered in red spikes.

The dog is on all fours, suspended in mid-air, with continuous shadows.

From the toes to the shoulders, it is forty feet high.

The head was like a hut, and a pair of huge eyes were scarlet like blood.

Under the belly, a pair of skeleton-like red wings were born, revealing a sharp cold light.

These small wings are completely inconsistent with the body of the dog corpse, as if they were hard-fitted later.

"Sure enough, it's the fifth-order corpse clan!"

Feeling the information sent back by his spiritual consciousness, Chen Ping's expression did not relax much.

When everyone was watching, a deep and thick male voice suddenly came from the giant dog.

"Friend Shu, it's polite to recruit evil spirits!"

It was only then that Chen Ping discovered that a 40-year-old middle-aged monk with a short beard and eagle nose stood on a spike on the back of the giant dog.

I saw this person clasping his fists at Concubine Shu Mu with a smile on his face.

But due to the meanness of his facial features and the shroud of the thick mist of corpse, his smile is full of sinister meaning, which makes people daunting.

　Thanks to Fu Yuyi for the reward of 1500 coins!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)