Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 62
"Yiru, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."

During the repair period, Chen Tong blew on the hot air of the spiritual tea and said slowly.

"Patriarch, can you explain."

Chen Yiru's complexion changed slightly, this endless sentence made her have an ominous premonition.

Chen Tong smiled, and joked, "You don't really love Chen An, do you?"

"The patriarch also believes the rumors in the market?"

Chen Yiru lowered her eyes and said helplessly.

"Ha ha."

Chen Tong smiled, stopped teasing her, and said sternly, "Yiru, do you think Ping'er can defeat a monk at the ninth level of Qi training?"

"Dieyu broke through?"

Chen Yiru's eyes sank, and his consciousness suddenly released, sweeping across Chen Dieyu's body recklessly.

"Why can't I sense Die Yu's spiritual power?"

After dazzled, Chen Yiru frowned.

With her cultivation base, she only felt that this woman was covered by a layer of transparent blisters, which was blurry from head to toe, hindering the penetration of spiritual consciousness.

"Yiru, as an elder, how can you bully the junior at will!"

Chen Tong reprimanded through voice transmission, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Elder Zhuji doesn't even have any special privileges. Why do I practice so hard?"

Chen Yiru replied unhurriedly.

"Dieyu is going to marry Xintong soon!"

With his lips twitching, Chen Tong continued: "You have to take care of the third elder's face."

"I'll pay attention."

Hearing him mention Chen Xingchao, Chen Yiru rubbed his temples and nodded seriously.

"You and Xingchao are both high-grade spiritual roots, and the journey of immortality is like a bright future. We should join hands and expand the territory for my Chen family's hegemony."

"The heart of Xing towards the Tao is firm and resolute, and he retreats all the year round and ignores common things."

"But his Taoist companion, Hui Qiuyan, has no one to control him. He has been arrogant and indulgent in recent years, and he has done certain things too much."

"When Xingchao returns from Fujiyama Island, the rest of us will inform him."

When Chen Tong said these words, although his tone was gentle, but there was something in the words, but the overtones made Chen Yiru secretly startled.

"It's up to the elders and patriarchs to decide."

Chen Yiru replied ambiguously, and then changed the subject: "With my spiritual sense in the early stage of foundation establishment, I can't detect the strange thing. Could it be that Dieyu has a magic weapon that conceals the breath? Please ask the patriarch to clarify."

"You'll find out later."

Chen Tong raised an inscrutable smile.

If it is a casual cultivator at the ninth level of Qi training, Chen Ping has a certain chance.

But Chen Dieyu is also from the direct line of the family, and the two have the same starting point.

No matter the skills, instruments or talismans, they are no worse than Chen Ping.

In this way, Chen Ping's chances of winning are very small.

"Boy Ping, you can ask for more blessings!"

Chen Yiru sighed, but did not send a voice transmission to Chen Ping.

What's the use of telling him!
She has done her best, Chen An is alive in the sky, so she shouldn't blame her.

Under the stage.

Chen Dieyu's shoulders trembled slightly, and a few drops of cold sweat hung on her forehead.

"Dieyu, what's wrong?"

Chen Xintong shook the beauty's hand and asked with concern.

"There was a powerful divine sense that tested me just now, it must be the Fourth Elder!"

Chen Dieyu did not show any signs of expression, carefully gesticulating in Chen Xintong's palm.

"Humph!"

When Elder Zhuji was involved, Chen Xintong couldn't say anything more, and said coldly: "Dieyu, you will have to deal with that kid Chen Ping later!"

"nature!"

Chen Dieyu said coldly.

There is a proverb widely circulated in common people, if you are not a family, you should not enter a family.

Both she and Chen Xintong are narrow-minded people, and they can't rub the sand in their eyes.

At the Hufang meeting, Chen Ping did not give up the spirit beast bracelet, but she firmly remembered it.

Three hours later.

"Ping'er, it's time."

Chen Tong's voice echoed in the ancestor worship hall.

"Yes, patriarch."

Chen Ping had already recovered to his peak state, and he stood up with a radiant countenance, shaking his Earth Flame Sword in the distance.

At the end of the gaze is Chen Dieyu!

"Too crazy!"

Chen Xintong's expression changed, his eyebrows raised angrily.

"Xin Tong, look at me!"

Chen Dieyu let go of her lover's hand, and walked onto the stage confidently.

"Brother Ping, I admit that you are excellent, but!"

Chen Dieyu changed the subject, and said coldly: "Do you think you can defeat the monks on the ninth floor of Qi training by taking a small step!"

Suddenly, a surge of water spirit power surged around her, and her realm soared rapidly, rushing to the ninth level of Qi training!

"This is the breath of the ninth level of Qi training!"

"What, how old is Chen Dieyu? She's less than 40 years old, but she has reached the peak of Qi training!"

"Chen Ping must have lost, there is no suspense in this competition."

"Hey, once you become a collateral lineage, what's the point of having a strong spell talent? Cultivation is the foundation."

The clansmen all looked sideways, some gloating about misfortune, and some envious and jealous.

Only a few people felt sorry for Chen Ping.

"I just said he can't!"

There was a strange smile on Chen Hongjie's face.

"Snapped!"

Chen Baishan slapped him abruptly.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Chen Hongjie's head was covered, and he froze for a moment.

"The child does not teach, the father too."

There was an unstoppable anger in Chen Baishan's eyes.

Over the years, he has protected his son too thoroughly, causing him to develop a pampering habit.

"I really didn't expect that it was my son who was selfish!"

"Is there any benefit for your cousin to lose to you?"

Chen Baishan felt sad, and said coldly: "The competition is over, you should go back and face the wall to reflect, if you don't want to be transparent, you won't be able to get out of the test!"

Chen Hongjie was speechless, as if awakened by the slap.

That's right, what good does Chen Ping lose to him?
At best, it dissipated some bad breath.

But if they lose their direct lineage status, their family's cultivation environment will plummet, and there is no need to count on the Foundation Establishment Realm.

"Brother Ping, admit defeat! If you are lucky enough to break through Foundation Establishment in the future, you will still have a chance to return to the direct line!"

With a drop of water on the sole of her foot, Chen Dieyu said teasingly.

Chen Ping's expression was stern, whether he practiced at the eighth level or the ninth level, for him, the difference was not very big.

What makes him embarrassed is just how to perform this scene well next.

Or how to control this "degree".

Appropriately revealing his strength and talent, so that the senior executives of Foundation Establishment can tilt the family resources to himself, this is one of the fundamental purposes of his participation in the competition.

But defeating Chen Dieyu lightly is undoubtedly not feasible.

That would only cause the family to suspect and increase trouble.

There was a heavy and oppressive atmosphere in the air.

Chen Ping smiled and said: "My younger brother has always been stubborn, so please ask Seventh Sister for advice."

"Stubborn!"

The corner of Chen Dieyu's mouth twitched, and said: "Confidence is a good thing, but overconfidence is arrogance."

"Today, Seventh Sister will let you understand the difference between the ninth level of Qi training and the eighth level of Qi training!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Dieyu shook her palm, and the rich water spiritual power quickly gathered and condensed into a purple-blue longbow.

Chen Dieyu's water bow technique is much stronger than Chen Hongjie's.

The longbow was ten feet long, and there was a whirlpool attached to the arrowhead, which circulated non-stop.

"go with!"

Pulling to the full string, Chen Dieyu let out a coquettish cry and let go of her arms.

Three off-string arrows are reflected in the pupils, from far to near.

Chen Ping was fearless, his hands were burning with flames.

At the same time, a light red shield enveloped the whole body.

"Cracking Fire Palm!"

Chen Ping slapped out with two palms to scatter the two water arrows respectively.

And the last one hit the shield, with a bang, the water arrow broke into two pieces from the middle, and Chen Ping's body shield also broke.

　It's been a long time since I asked for a recommendation ticket. Xiaodao asked for it today, hoping to break the hundred, smash me, smash me, smash me to death
　　


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