Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 607 Sweeping the tribe without leaving any regrets (7.4K is 3200 monthly tickets plus updates!)
"Two monster puppets of the fifth-rank low-grade, are these your reliance?"

Si Lunqin swallowed the Wuyun snail into his stomach, and said slowly.

However, she now has a different understanding of Chen Ping's strength.

Especially the fighting situation hundreds of miles away made her feel even more apprehensive.

The bloody flames of the father refining the corpse were soaring to the sky, and countless short spears and spears transformed from black energy opened their teeth and claws, roaring and flying.

On the other side, the world is like a world of ice and snow, full of threads of fire and figures of women, and countless colorful butterflies circling and dancing up and down.

The magical visions of the two true kings are centered on a certain boundary, colliding like a tide.

Either the blood flame ignites the ice and snow and turns it into ashes, or the ice and snow grows stronger in the blood flame, engulfing the black air in it and turning it into nourishment for oneself.

The corpse refinement of the sea clan in the late fifth stage was in a stalemate with the puppets of the human race for a while, and there was no tendency to crush them.

This scene fell into Chen Ping's eyes, which really made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Thanks to the power of the Zixu Immortal Puppet Code, Shen Binglinghuo, Xianye Diebu, and Earth Thunder Shield, the three major magic arts of the natal puppet are all out, and they can compete with the corpse refining of a lower level.

Fortunately, Si Lunqin's method of refining corpses was so poor that he only retained the level of physical cultivation and a powerful spell in front of Si Lunqin.

"Such a tyrannical embryo is a waste in your hands."

Chen Ping shook his head regretfully, and with a thought, the two monster puppets attacked with wind and power.

The seahorse puppet was originally a monster of the deep sea, and fighting in this environment was undoubtedly even more powerful.

Rolling in the sea, it transformed into a ball of light more than a hundred feet long surrounded by countless silver arcs. With a violent shake of the bow-shaped fins, it turned into a hurricane and rushed directly below.

On the other side, the obese white silkworm had a fang, and a blue light spurted out.

The blue light left the giant mouth, split indistinctly, and turned into a silk net covering a radius of a hundred miles.

With Chen Ping's efforts, both of the fifth-order puppets inherited a kind of innate supernatural power.

This will also be displayed without any concealment.

"I haven't comprehended the physical body and stars, so I can't go head-to-head with the monster's body."

Si Lunqin frowned and drank in a low voice. With a movement of the spiritual creature behind him, countless black claw figures emerged in front of him, and turned into clouds of black mist to face the dense blue silk screen.

There was a loud bang of "rumbling".

The moment the claw shadows of the sacred objects touched the silk screen, they turned into black light and burst open.

The billowing air wave rolled around, forcibly blocking the silk spit out by the white silkworm.

And the attack of the seahorse puppet's monster body is even more difficult to cause harm to Si Lunqin.

I saw that the hand of the Sea Clan that urged the Holy Spirit to move lightly swept the puppet away, smashing directly through a row of seamounts.

"This holy spirit object is too difficult to deal with."

Chen Ping was shocked and angry when his consciousness swept away the state of the seahorse puppet.

With just one face-to-face, the fifth-level low-grade puppet was on the verge of collapse. If it was his own body, he might be vulnerable to a single blow.

But he didn't intend to rescue them, and gave the Qinghua Crystal Worm among the two puppets a death order.

Be sure to hold back Slunqin!
The next moment, the void in front of Chen Ping fluctuated together, and appeared near the fairy puppet.

Then, the divine consciousness and the pupil technique were spared no effort, and they were applied to the body of the sea clan's refining corpse.

Passing through drops of water magnified a thousand times, he finally saw what he was looking for.

A nearly transparent thread of light extended from the corpse's head.

The silk thread hangs down, as if there is no end.

But if you look closely, the other end of the thread is wrapped around S Lunqin's tongue.

"There is no soul in the refining corpse, no wonder she can manipulate it freely."

Chen Ping, who is a puppet master, immediately understood.

The communication between the Haizu father and daughter is through this light thread.

Of course, this silk is not a real thing, but a magic spell condensed by divine consciousness.

Si Lunqin controlled the refining corpse through the light thread, which was as simple as directing the left and right hands.

Cutting off the light thread can temporarily break the connection between the two!

Chen Ping made a decisive decision, prescribing the right medicine, made a coral figure, and slammed it down in the middle of the light thread.

"呲呲!"

The violent fricative sound really sounded, as if the tip of a knife was hitting the strings, and the coral Dharma immediately bent the light filament.

On the other side, Si Lunqin, who was cleaning up the two fifth-level puppets, was startled and chanted madly.

In an instant, a ray of gray light burst out from the light thread, and died just like the coral method.

As if everything before was an illusion.

"Perceive the stars?"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help but suddenly realized.

The nine princesses belong to the five-star sea clan.

The five-star star, the spiritual object star, the holy spirit object star, the soul power star, plus the perception star just found out, Si Lunqin's talent is really extremely powerful.

No wonder the Sea Clan easily broke through Chu Shuangshuang's puppet body before. It turned out that it was the supernatural power to perceive the stars.

Those who master the perception of stars can manipulate puppets and refine corpses more easily.

Then, without hesitation, Chen Ping dropped two coral dharma images in succession, and all of them acted on one part of the light thread.

This is a contest between consciousnesses.

"呲呲!"

The ray of light was pressed into an exaggerated arc.

Finally, the power of the coral dharma was stacked several times, and the seemingly fragile but incomparably tough light filaments burst apart with a "snap".

"Roar!"

For a moment, the emerald green eyes of the corpse were obviously stunned, and then frantically flicked the spiritual object in his hand, no longer taking the fairy puppet as the only target.

"Ok?"

Seeing this, Chen Ping raised his eyebrows. After losing control, the corpse could still move, indicating that there should be a trace of sense of no-owner in the refining corpse.

However, this consciousness should not be fully condensed, resulting in still being in an instinctive state.

In short, it is between the living and the dead, so it can be accommodated by the magic weapon of storage.

Si Lunqin was so anxious that he flicked his slender legs down, trying to get close to the refining corpse and cast the spell again.

But how could Chen Ping make her wish, the seahorse puppet opened its mouth wide and swallowed Si Lunqin halfway.

The white silkworm puppet spun silk wildly regardless of the loss of the puppet crystal, and trapped the hands of the sea clan.

At this moment, the Dingguang Lingjing in the hand of the natal puppet flipped over.

A gust of gray air spewed out, aiming directly at the insane corpse refining.

"go with!"

Chen Ping casually popped out an ancient flame that never goes out.

Immediately, the fireball shot out in a flash.

At first it was only the size of a fist, but after a few flashes, it turned into a hundred feet, as if a red meteorite smashed hard at the corpse.

Wherever it passed, the sea water evaporated one after another, leaving streaks of crimson light.

What is even more shocking is that the daggers on the fireball shot out one after another.

A bright arc of light formed in the blink of an eye.

"Roar!"

The corpse-refining hammer smashed its head on the chest, and swept around frantically.

However, invisible banning forces are pouring in from everywhere, making its room for movement narrower and narrower.

First fixed by the Dingguang Lingjing, and then imprisoned by the sword, this late fifth-order corpse refiner couldn't even move his fingers for a short time.

If it weren't for the ferocious face, it would look like a sculpture.

At the same time, Chen Ping made a tactic with one hand, and a mass of purple aura resembling a willow leaf swirled around his body.

After half a breath, he jumped up, flipped upside down, and pressed his right hand on the corpse's head.

The willow leaf-shaped purple aura immediately left the palm of his hand and poured into the corpse's nasal cavity.

Immediately, Si Lunxi was startled and his eyes were closed, and there was no movement at all.

"It really works!"

Chen Ping grinned, and a gleam of joy flashed across his heart.

This purple willow leaf spell is a unique technique recorded in the Zixu Immortal Puppet Code.

It has a powerful effect of temporarily suppressing puppets and corpses.

After casting the spell, he branded a mark on the refining corpse, and possessed half of the control rights.

Of course, in front of Si Lunqin, the original owner who mastered the perception of stars, he did not dare to fight for the ownership of the corpse.

As soon as the storage ring was lit, the tall and strong Sloan disappeared.

At this moment, the seahorse puppet's belly twisted.

In an instant, sharp bloodstains were all over it, and in the next instant, Si Lunqin came out of his belly unscathed.

"Father!"

She happened to see the scene where the refining corpse was taken away, and roared furiously.

"Mr. Han will make good use of the resources of your Silun tribe. Princess Nine can ascend to heaven without worry!"

Chen Ping smiled kindly at her, and the fairy puppet fled away, standing in front of Si Lunqin.

"Boom!"

During the loud bang, the white silkworm puppet was crushed into powder by the holy spirit.

But Chen Ping has no regrets.

Without the assistance of refining the corpse, Si Lunqin's supernatural power plummeted.

The combination of him and the natal puppet is enough to make this person die.

"die!"

The anger in Si Lunqin's heart couldn't be increased. Without thinking about it, he made a tactic, and the Hai Clan's hand flicked, and he went straight to smash Chen Ping head-on.

With a chuckle, Chen Ping had a thought, and the Zhou Tian Wan Jue sword array hovering above his head was slightly blurred, and then disappeared in the flash of colored light.

Countless sword qi gushed out from it, directly facing the falling giant hand of the Sea Clan.

The two behemoths collided together.

At first, there was no sound, no sound at all.

But immediately, a layer of gray air wave erupted in the deep sea, sweeping in all directions like a stormy sea.

"Crack!"

Several times in succession, the few spirit swords of the lowest quality in the sword formation shattered into tens of thousands of pieces.

Chen Ping frowned, not too surprised.

The power of the holy spirit object is almost the same as that of the top-grade spirit treasure, and the loss of the sword array is completely within his acceptable range.

Anyway, as long as he entangles this thing, Si Lunqin has his own natal puppet to deal with it.

"crash"

The fairy puppet opened its delicate mouth, and a blue ice flower jumped out.

Then a icy world appeared beside it, the temperature was so low that the flowing sea water was quickly frozen.

Si Lunqin's face was gloomy, and with a wave of the beast's claws towards the ice wave, it was easily split in two.

But at this moment, she suddenly turned around with her eyes narrowed, and then there was a chi-chi piercing the air, and an ice-blue sword light flashed past her shoulder.

Blood flowers bloomed, and the cut part was bleeding profusely.

Its body-protecting aura can't stop it in the slightest.

If it wasn't for his amazing perception, he might have been pierced through his shoulder on the spot.

Si Lunqin was horrified inwardly, and just when he was about to turn his head to see what the icy glow was, the same squeak sounded around it one after another.

After a while, it became like a storm.

"Ninth Princess, your physical body is useless to both of you!"

After the afterimages flashed, a playful Qingquan female voice came out.

The natal puppet smiled like a flower, firmly suppressing Si Lunqin.

Her supernatural powers are comparable to the late Nascent Soul.

With the main body restraining the Holy Spirit, it was really easy to deal with Si Lunqin this time.

"With the five-element snail in hand, the tribal foundation is nothing."

Si Lunqin's eyes flashed, and he already wanted to fly away.

The fifth-order spiritual veins were all destroyed, and the Silun tribe was doomed to exist in name only.

"Haw!"

In the darkness in the distance, the sharp insects rang out as the demon spirit swayed.

Big Gray is back.

"Master, the old man's Nascent Soul has been swallowed by me."

A conscious feedback from Da Hui made Chen Ping smile.

Without his order, Dahui opened the phantom of the ancient tree and bumped into the holy object that bombarded the sword array.

With a sound of "Boom", the hand of the Sea Clan was rushed by the big gray, and flew hundreds of miles backwards in an instant, then disappeared in the blink of an eye, and changed back to the pattern in the black scroll.

"Haw!"

Da Hui mourned miserably, except for the hard worm horns, his whole body was dripping with blood, and even the imprint of the ancient tree was beaten back to its original shape.

Seeing Dahui desperately fighting for the victory, Chen Ping's eyes changed, Duankong Tower absorbed all the mana, turned around, and pressed down on Si Lunqin fiercely.

And the natal puppet has also invaded around Si Lunqin, and the ice and fire melted to freeze all vitality.

"If the princess of Japan is not dead today, Jingyanghai will be slaughtered to death!"

The resentment in Si Lunqin's eyes burst out, and at the same time, the holy spirit object above his head exploded.

This move really made Chen Ping's heart shrink.

But the strange thing is that the self-explosion of the holy spirit object, which is comparable to the best spirit treasure, did not produce a terrible shock wave.

Instead, it turned into clouds of blue mist, engulfing Si Lunqin's figure.

Immediately, the spiritual thoughts and sword energy that could not be seen by the physical body disappeared into the blue mist one after another.

First there was a muffled popping sound, and then it turned into a scream of metal clashing.

The blue mist was very strange, Chen Ping's consciousness and the attack of the natal puppet could not be corroded at all, as if forming an extremely powerful defense.

Si Lunqin's face was icy cold, his body was covered with blue light, and he was spinning rapidly.

Every time it turns around, part of her body will disappear.

After a short breath of effort, Si Lunqin went straight into the void and disappeared without a trace under Chen Ping's eyes.

"This holy spirit object can actually generate an escape technique after it explodes?"

Chen Ping was shocked by the indisputable facts, and his spiritual consciousness poured out, covering a radius of nearly two thousand miles.

However, there was no trace of Slunqin at all.

"Do you think that this seat has not left behind?"

With a frowning look, Chen Ping quickly fished out a black and blue palm from the storage ring.

This is the mighty arm of the Sea Clan, and he has already made it into a special puppet.

A chanting spell entered, and in the dark, an extremely vague sensation appeared six thousand miles away, and it was still beating rapidly to the depths of the sea.

The energy of this arm remains in the gray conch.

As long as you cast spells on the puppet itself, you won't be able to escape his perception for more than ten thousand miles.

"Dahui, you guard the fairy puppet in place."

After hastily giving instructions, when the conch breath was about to disappear, Chen Ping activated the starry sky technique.

Although the astral sky technique can leap thousands of miles, it is quite limited.

With a moving speed faster than teleportation, he didn't dare to stop halfway.

This difficult problem may be solved only after the cultivation of the Nascent Soul's mid-stage body, or mastering the follow-up formulas.

Therefore, it was not until Si Lunqin escaped 1 miles that he cast a spell to chase after him.

"Princess Nine!"

The moment he landed, Chen Ping's figure suddenly appeared.

"what……"

Si Lunqin opened his mouth in shock, and when he was about to make a move, Chen Ping thrust out his arm suddenly, and with the help of the huge thrust of the starry sky technique, his five fingers closed in a "shua", and inserted them out like lightning.

Si Lunqin was seriously injured by the natal puppet, and then self-destructed the sacred object to escape, which was the best time for him to kill him.

"Stop it, the princess can give all the belongings of the Silun tribe to fellow daoists!"

Seduced by words, Slunqin bit his teeth and lips, and the psychic animal claws behind him automatically protected the master, and the black light flashed in front of him.

"It's late, Ninth Princess, you don't respect the ancient law, and the imperial court is reluctant to kill relatives righteously, so let an outsider from Han come to help the etiquette!"

At this moment, Chen Ping's fleshy palm sliced ​​onto the spiritual object.

Seeing this, Si Lunqin showed a gleam of joy on his face.

The other party actually hacked at the sacred object derived from the Sea Clan with bare hands, isn't this just looking for death?
But soon, a small tower slipped down from the sleeve robe, and the extremely sharp head of the tower just touched the beast's claw.

Taking advantage of this moment, Chen Ping cast another coral amulet, which grabbed Si Lunqin's energy.

On the other side, he turned his claws into fists and slammed into the woman's body.

Si Lunqin let out a scream of pain, and felt a blur in front of his eyes, a chill in his lower abdomen, and a ghostly fist wrapped in an ancient flame pressing down on his navel.

Chen Ping's movements were extremely gentle, but the huge impact directly turned Si Lunqin's lower body into blue powder.

With a sound of "Zi La", the unquenchable ancient flame spread rapidly across the upper body.

As soon as he breathed in, Si Lunqin's body was covered with flames, and his whole body was about to be swallowed up.

Si Lunqin's expression was terrified, and in desperation, he hurriedly mobilized his sea spirit power to form a wave of water to resist the eternal flame.

Seeing this, Chen Ping sneered, and swung his other free hand.

The seven-color giant sword of Wanjue Sword Formation appeared out of thin air, and slashed fiercely on Si Lunqin's head.

Immediately, the sea spirit power dispersed, and the unquenchable ancient flame gained the upper hand, eroding most of her head at once, filling her mouth and nostrils with raging flames.

"I am the royal princess recognized by the Li Pan tribe, if you dare to kill me, you are an enemy of the entire Hai tribe!"

Slunqin's face showed despair and fear, but she was still yelling threats.

"Han has countless enemies, and you, the Sea Clan, are the only ones missing."

Chen Ping said helplessly and fiercely, and danced with one sleeve to the ashes that blocked his vision.

Before Yuan Ying died, he could not relax his vigilance.

Sure enough, just as he was concentrating on scanning around, Si Lunqin's Nascent Soul appeared thousands of feet away.

He glanced at Chen Ping with extremely venomous eyes, and then without any hesitation, the blue light reappeared and disappeared again.

"Si Lunqin's Nascent Soul cannot be captured alive. If she has a high status, if she has a backup in the imperial court, I will face great trouble."

Chen Pingyuan didn't move a single step, but the Duankong Tower had rapidly grown in size and height, pressing down on the baby.

"Boom!"

A sea of ​​flames engulfing hundreds of miles instantly burned, and the screams of Si Lunqin gradually disappeared into nothingness.

Soon, a wisp of blue soul smoke rose slowly.

Chen Ping originally wanted to let her reincarnate, but when he recalled the tragic situation of those pets in the cave, his face flashed violently, and the sea of ​​fire was closed, burning the smoke of the soul into air.

Chen Ping, who had completed a series of beheading steps in a flash, staggered and his face turned pale.

The injury is not serious, but there is not much mana left.

He hurriedly swallowed a recovery elixir, thought for a while, and crushed a few top-quality fire spirit stones.

He is now in the territory of the Sea Clan, and there is still a Tier [-] Sea Clan that has not yet fallen.

It would be bad if they bumped into each other face to face.

After the mana returned to about [-]%, he picked up the two storage shells left by Slunqin, and picked up the sacred animal claw in the sea of ​​fire.

It's a pity that the more valuable holy spirit object was blew up by this woman, otherwise at least one high-grade spirit treasure could be exchanged.

"Ninth Princess, don't worry, Chen will do what he says, and will do his best to take care of the Silun family."

With a solemn expression, Chen Ping turned back towards Wusheng Mountain.

……

The worried fifth-order sea clan did not appear.

Dahui protected the fairy puppet, and seeing his master return safe and sound, he finally fell down in a pool of blood with a groan.

Chen Ping's heart tightened, and he hurriedly fed it a few pills of the fifth grade.

These pills were refined by the titled pill sanctuary of Wu Nianzong, and he had the cheek to beg for half a bottle.

"Haw!"

The powerful medicinal power caused Da Hui's injury to turn back a bit in an instant.

Chen Ping pondered for a while, and ordered him to spit out Elder Si Lun's Nascent Soul, and then killed it without saying a word.

Corpse refining can use puppetry to point the soul, so it is unnecessary to keep the Nascent Soul with endless troubles.

Then, with a thought, he walked into the ruins of the mountain with the fairy puppet.

At this time, more than half of this seabed giant mountain has collapsed, and the strong sea spirit energy no longer exists.

Fortunately, there are various restrictions arranged by Si Lunqin on the top of the mountain.

Chen Ping walked through the cave and returned to the secret room.

The spirit mirror held by the fairy puppet waved lightly, and the densely packed chains buzzed, and at the same time released countless black thorns, resisting the erosion of external forces.

Frowning, Chen Ping threw the Duankong Pagoda, and there was a loud bang, finally uprooting the chain.

"The material is not bad, it should be a fifth-order thing."

Putting away the chain without saying a word, Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness locked the baby floating in the middle.

Although the power of confinement has disappeared at this moment, the Nascent Soul is still in a coma.

After thinking for a while, he took out a scripture-sealed bottle and slapped the baby, then put him in the bottle very simply.

To be on the safe side, Chen Ping put dozens of restrictions on the outside of the bottle.

The fourth-order creatures who are generally trapped in the scriptures and bottles can do so without breaking a sweat.

But Yuan Qing is a big monk, who knows if there is a way to break the bottle.

Then, Chen Ping flew to the lightning cage outside.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.

The aftermath of the fifth-order spirit fighting technique was horrific. Although there were restrictions to protect it, the huge impact force still destroyed the place into a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

More than 100 people spoiled Qiqibaba to death.

Only the luckier Yuandan female cultivator barely survived the catastrophe, but she also fell into a coma with disordered breathing.

Xu Wenqing's Dao Companion Realm has reached the late Yuan Dan period, and he is one of the surviving favorites.

With a wave of Chen Ping's sleeve robe, a small spirit ship was released, and the sleeping human nuns were thrown into it one by one.

As for what fell, of course, it was burned to ashes by a fire.

"I can't even find a storage ring."

Chen Ping rolled his eyes regretfully, turned around and walked out of the cave.

They were adopted as pets, and the resources naturally gathered on Si Lunqin.

Presumably this woman's belongings can make him very happy.

However, the spoils of thrilling fights are much more than that.

"True Master Big Hui, do you still have the power to fight?"

Chen Ping pointed to the surroundings, and said in high spirits: "At present, all the powerful enemies of the Silun tribe are wiped out, leaving only a lonely fifth-level early stage. You and I will split up and kill all the sea tribes above the third level. No regrets!"

"Haw!"

Upon hearing this, Da Hui immediately propped up his seriously injured body and responded frantically.

Not long after, the master and servant turned into a ray of light, each galloping away in different directions.

The newly established Silun tribe suffered a catastrophe.

Within a day, the third and fourth ranks of the Sea Clan were almost extinct.

Before they died, they couldn't figure out why the mistress of Wushengshan would let the power of the human race and the monster race do whatever they wanted.

……

In the middle of the night of the second day, one person and one insect met somewhere on the gloomy sea.

"Send it, send it, with this resource, nothing in the Zongmen's treasury can't be exchanged!"

Putting away the dozens of storage shells handed in by Dahui, Chen Ping excitedly hugged the corner of the insect and patted it fiercely.

He and the Immortal Puppet harvested more property, and it would not be too late to untie it slowly after returning home.

However, there are still many fish that slipped through the net in the Silun tribe.

For example, Chen Ping couldn't find any trace of the last fifth-order Sea Clan.

Maybe he had to leave the family for an important matter, or he was sent out by Silunqin.

After killing all the senior members of the family, he didn't dare to stay in the Silun tribe for long, so he lifted the spirit ship with one arm and ran towards the southern sea.

After traveling for several days, Chen Ping safely arrived in the sea area of ​​the human race.

On a small, uninhabited island, he threw a group of nuns who were about to wake up.

He erased the relevant memories of these people's pets, and unless the cultivator of Huashen took action, it would be difficult for the great cultivator of Nascent Soul to restore them.

Grabbing Xu Wenqing's Taoist companion, Chen Ping turned and left.

……

Back in Wu Nian City, he sent a sound transmission paper crane to Fang City.

It was only half a stick of incense time, Xu Wenqing came in a hurry, and knocked on the stone door full of surprises.

"Yan Bing!"

As soon as he entered the door, Xu Wenqing only saw the unconscious female cultivator in his eyes.

He even turned a blind eye to a Nascent Soul Da Neng sitting beside him.

Xu Yanbing was the surname this woman changed after she married Xu Wenqing.

"Senior Han, please wake up Yan Bing."

Xu Wenqing pleaded on his knees.

"I suggest erasing all her memories of the Sea Clan, what do you think?"

Chen Ping said flatly.

"Senior is thoughtful, and this junior has exactly the same intention."

Nodding, Xu Wenqing agreed without any surprise.

Next, Chen Ping tapped Xu Yanbing's forehead, erasing the associated tragic memory.

"Cough cough..."

At the same time, Xu Yanbing's beautiful eyes slowly opened.

"I won't bother you, see you in the future."

With a warm smile, Chen Ping's figure gradually blurred.

In the huge box, there were only two figures who were closely related to each other.

After fulfilling his promise to Xu Dansheng, Chen Ping did not return to Wu Nian Sect.

He quietly escaped from the city gate and flew outside the island.

Six days later, after hovering over a certain first-class island for a while, he landed with confidence.

……

In the cave mansion with a radius of more than ten acres, there was a little bit of spiritual light, and thunder and wind howled heavily.

One can tell at a glance that it is a prohibition with a net of heaven and earth.

A baby remained motionless in the restraint.

Withdrawing his palms from the baby's head, Chen Ping looked a little disappointed.

None of the middle-level soul searching techniques of Tianpin are effective against Yuan Qing!

It seems that the only way to wake up this person is to make a deal with emotion and reason.

"Yuan Qing sealed his consciousness with a secret technique, so as to resist Si Lunqin's torture, how can I wake him up?"

After checking the status of Nascent Soul, Chen Ping thought about it.

Yuan Qing was probably seriously injured when he was imprisoned by Si Lunqin.

If not, it would not be enough for Yuan Qing to kill all the high-ranking monks of the Silun tribe.

What kind of danger did he encounter?
Chen Ping couldn't wait to know the truth.

So, for the next half month, he kept using various spells to test it out, and even cast the coral amulet.

Hard work pays off.

On this day, Yuan Qing's consciousness finally awoke slowly.

"This fellow Taoist, but you saved me?"

A childish voice echoed in the secret room.

Seeing the baby's eyes opened, Chen Ping cupped his hands with a smile, and said politely:

"Han Shu, the Supreme Elder of the Wu Nian Sect, you don't need to take it too seriously for mere life-saving grace."

　Ask for a monthly ticket!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)