Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 664 There are always troublemakers who want to harm me (7.2K is 1600 monthly tickets plus updates)

Artifact?

Chen Ping was startled secretly, and then the things in his eyes became bigger and bigger, and he was caught on the city wall by the fishhook.

Not far away is the Immortal Tuoba Yu.

The distance between the two was obviously less than half a zhang, but it seemed to be thousands of miles away, and Chen Ping could not sense his breath.

It must be due to the supernatural powers of space!
"True Monarch, this old man has given you enough face. In the future, don't hold grudges in your heart. You won't need to toss about this old man's bones."

The lean Zhuji grinned, and pointed at the immortal with a festering jaw.

"Senior forgive me, it's because the younger generation has a low level of cultivation and doesn't know Mount Tai. If you know that you are Huashen Lingzun, why don't you enshrine you three times and nine times?"

Chen Ping showed an annoyed expression.

This old guy has been teasing out of nowhere, seemingly open-minded, but in fact he is ruthless.

A set of spells performed by the immortals just now killed hundreds of thousands of monks.

If this person wants to save each other, it is completely a matter of one thought.

However, the result was in front of him. He had no intention of intervening in the war.

"The wonderful old man along the road of Zhenjun will learn more about it later."

Lean Jianji said winkingly, flipped his sleeves back, and the golden fishhook flew out, splitting into ten parts in mid-air.

And it exploded like a celestial maiden scattered flowers, and all the fifth-order corpses including the soaring extreme magic centipede were hooked away at the same time.

Seeing this scene, the high-ranking corpse clan were all frightened and fled out of the city in a panic.

The strange thing was that the golden hook seemed to only deter the corpses and let them disappear without a trace.

Then, several fifth-level Yinling kings also passed the idea that they were out of their wits.

The countless Yin spirit army disappeared into the inner sea like an ebb tide.

The monks in Yanning City were stunned on the spot.

Only the sea area riddled with holes and filled with blood was left, reminding all the cultivators that the tragic battle just now was extremely real.

"God Transformation Cultivator!"

Gu Sixian, Liang Yingzhuo, Ji Zishi, Ke Yi and other Yuanying bowed towards the city wall in surprise and joy.

Then, the monks of Zhuji, Yuandan, and Jindan all levels knelt down on the spot, with pious expressions and indescribable excitement.

For the younger generation, the ordinary Nascent Soul is already something to look up to with bated breath.

If it weren't for the local Liang Yingzhuo, Chen Ping, and Gu Sixian who had been married one after another, they would never have seen each other in their entire lives.

The stronger Huashen Zun is almost a mythical existence.

No matter how daring they are, they all lowered their eyebrows and surrendered, with a posture of facing the holy rules.

In fact, Huashen Lingzun has more or less the power of rules, so it is understandable to describe it like this.

……

Yuanyan Zhenjun, who was lawless a few years ago, is as obedient as a kitten at this moment, bowing his knees.

There are two things he urgently needs to figure out now.

First, the origin of this Spiritual Venerable.

Second, the purpose of Lingzun entering Yuanyan.

As for the specific realm and attitude, it doesn't matter.

Because of the transformation god who masters the power of space, it is very difficult for him to escape no matter it is the early stage or the more terrifying mid-stage or late stage.

He was dealt a blow in the face by the breaking power of the starry sky technique so close.

"True Monarch, the Immortal descendant is the helper hired by that little devil. This old man can clean up for you, but as a cultivator who transforms himself into a god, I can't intervene in the inheritance dispute of the Duye Ghost Palace."

"After all, those old guys in the ghost palace are so unreasonable, it's a headache. If you don't pay attention, the old man's beautiful days of wandering in the cultivation world will be over."

The lean Zhuji said with a smile while holding the fishhook in one hand.

"Seniors, don't bully the juniors again."

Hearing the other party's "respectful" address all the time, Chen Ping put on a crying face and said.

However, Lingzun's words unintentionally revealed a lot of information.

First of all, there was more than one sixth-level ghost clan in the Duye Ghost Palace.

This spiritual venerable sits and ignores the lives of the people in the archipelago, out of fear.

Then the Young Palace Master Tuoba Qian was consistent with his guess and did not completely fall.

"The Haunted Palace is the top power in the Central Sea after all. If you don't understand its several life-saving techniques, it's wishful thinking to try to kill the little devil."

As if seeing through what Chen Ping was thinking, Lean Jianji explained patiently.

"It's no wonder that Tuobaqian's Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasure Haotian Bracelet has not been used from the beginning to the end. By the way, humans and demons are not among the ghosts who attacked the city."

With a sudden change of thought, Chen Ping vaguely grasped a key point.

It's a pity that he has no extra energy to care about the ghost clan.

How to get rid of the power of transforming gods in front of him is the top priority.

"You beat back the Yin spirit, why don't you go up and shout a few words?"

Lean Jianji pinched his chin and pointed at the Baizhang sculpture in Yanning City.

"In front of the seniors, there is no place for the juniors to talk."

Chen Ping gritted his teeth with a wry smile, and said.

"Go!"

Lean and lean, with his hands behind his back, he said flatly, "The old man just likes the way you are coaxing your fart."

"This……"

Hearing this, Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat, he braced himself and cupped his hands, stepping on the shoulder of his own sculpture under the eyes of all the people.

"Yuanyan Islands is blessed by heaven, the fate of the human race should not die, and the senior Huashen Lingzun stepped on the sun and the moon..."

Taking a deep breath, Chen Pingyang summed it up eloquently.

He kept in mind Qi Ling's exhortation, this old god loves to listen to nice words.

"Old man, he is exactly the same as when you were young."

In the golden fishhook, the voice of the girl laughs beautifully.

"Tsk tsk, the old man Yuanying only killed a fifth-order peak giant spirit royal family in the late stage, which is still a step behind this kid."

"However, he is far inferior to me in terms of the level of manifestation."

"It's just that I'm getting older, and the old man is gradually losing the arrogance he once had. Time is not forgiving."

The lean man shook his head and sighed, saying with emotion.

"Since you treat him differently, you can give him pointers with your heart. Most of the human race deities are sinister and deep, and they will turn against you even if they make a joke!"

The girl suggested dissatisfiedly.

"You're kidding too much."

Hearing this, the thin man rolled his eyelids, and said angrily: "Slaying two true disciples, Jiange is famous for chasing and killing our master."

"If it weren't for the mediation of a few old friends, we don't know where the two of us would hide our names."

"This girl is a weapon spirit, who told them to be malicious first!"

The girl seemed to still hold a grudge against what happened back then, and said angrily.

"Now, all of you follow this true gentleman to express our most sincere thanks to Senior Lingzun."

Chen Ping put his hands together in his sleeves, and saluted towards the city wall gratefully.

Wanxiu was completely silent.

Even the monk who was seriously injured and fell to the ground struggled to get up, knelt down and praised.

"It's over, it's over."

Twirling his beardless chin, the thin man smiled from ear to ear.

But when Chen Ping was about to play more tricks to curry favor, the world suddenly turned around before his eyes, and he was actually taken to a gazebo on the top of the mountain by the Lingzun.

"Leader Chen and Senior Huashen left together?"

Ke Yi raised his head and said cautiously.

"Fellow Daoist Ke, does your sect have information about that senior?"

Liang Yingzhuo said worriedly.

Although so far, Lingzun has not done anything out of the ordinary.

However, it is difficult to tell the difference between the gods of the magic way and the blood way, even if they pretend to be decent.

Ke Yi shook his head, extinguishing the expectations of all the cultivators.

"Chen Ping has such a great opportunity, if..."

Gu Sixian thought secretly, but a trace of complicated emotions emerged unconsciously.

"There must be no accident."

The one who most hoped that Chen Pingan would be safe and sound was none other than Ji Zishi who was hit with the Immortal Imprint.

He was very afraid that if he was walking on the side of the road, he would be implicated and lose his mind.

"I'll help the wounded and rebuild the city first. Daoyou Chen has his own destiny."

Liang Yingzhuo sighed slightly, stepping on the sword and descending.

……

Yuanyan Neihai.

Somewhere in a quiet and peaceful remote sea.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt came from high in the sky, and then the world with a radius of hundreds of miles was shaken.

The seamounts and trenches under your feet are roaring continuously.

I saw hundreds of mile-sized huge black spots at the previous high altitude, spreading rapidly.

At the same time, a strong spatial fluctuation burst out, and poured into a huge hollow mountain range.

In an instant, those black spots shrunk countless times, and turned into a beam of light and shot into the mountainside.

Its color is so deep that it darkens the huge mountains.

After about a dozen breaths, the black spot turned into a phantom of a man.

"Mysterious ghost avoiding robbery is activated, it seems that something happened to the real body."

The black shadow seemed to be adapting to the new body, and murmured harshly.

The next moment, one after another dusty pictures were transmitted.

Ten years ago, he controlled a human monk and entered Ningcheng to negotiate conditions with Chen Ping.

After the talk collapsed, he went to the outer seas to make a huge profit and invited an old friend of immortal descent to destroy the human race together.

Rectify the ghosts and clear the way for the corpse race.

A few days ago, the army approached the waters of Shuangcheng.

The human side prepared a large number of thunder and fire treasures to respond to the robbery.

But he, Tuoba Qian, didn't care about the life and death of the Yin spirits and the corpse race.

They went on and on, putting the human race into danger from the very beginning.

But in Yanning City, Chen Ping was the only one that made him fear the most.

In the middle of the siege, the Human Race True Monarch took the initiative to lure him away.

One person and one ghost fought from the waters of Shuangcheng all the way to the Black Sand Liuhai.

"That kid really has the ability to destroy me."

Tuobaqian couldn't help shrinking his eyes as the memory of the real body came back bit by bit through the technique.

With high-level puppet master and soul art, he is no match.

Fortunately, he had expected it beforehand.

Before attacking Yanning City, he performed the mysterious ghost avoiding robbery technique.

Draw the natal ghost energy to protect the soul, and the real body dies and is reborn.

However, the restriction of the mysterious ghost avoiding robbery technique is quite large.

After using it once, it takes dozens of years for the strength to return to its peak.

Moreover, a ghost can only cast it three times in his lifetime!
"Even if the lord of this palace makes a comeback in the future, it will be difficult to crack the ruthlessness of his self-destruction race."

Tuoba Qian frowned, a little unwilling.

It seems that the souls of hundreds of millions of living beings in Yanning City are impossible to obtain.

"We still have to explore the way from the practice of watching Buddha and ghosts."

After pondering for a while, he condensed a cloud of black energy and hit the void.

"click"

With a soft sound, a figure with a numb face walked out slowly.

On the wrist of his right arm, he wore a delicate bracelet.

"Humans and demons observe Buddha and I practice ghosts. If I practice this secret technique to the state of Dzogchen, no one will be able to do anything to me under the transformation of gods."

Tuoba Qian squinted his eyes, and his whole body trembled violently.

Seizing souls and refining treasures doesn't work, so change to a more complicated method.

Otherwise, the other two young palace masters will complete their experience first, and it will always be an extravagant hope for him to take over the ghost palace.

……

In Yanning City, a pavilion surrounded by mountains and rivers.

On a folding chair, a gray-robed monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks was holding a fishing rod, and the transparent silk thread was thrown thousands of feet into the lake.

Next to the wooden fence, there is a woman who is leaning on her eyes.

The long goose-yellow dress moved with the wind, and the navy blue headband was tied behind her head casually.

"This junior has met Sister Qi Ling."

A purple-shirted monk cupped his hands with a smile on his face.

When he first saw the woman emerging from the golden fishhook, Chen Ping was also extremely surprised.

Because the idea conveyed by this treasure is clearly the voice of a four- or five-year-old girl.

But the one who showed up was a pure and beautiful young girl.

Chen Ping turned a blind eye to Qi Ling's eccentricity.

He only wanted to serve one person and one treasure comfortably.

"elder sister?"

When the woman heard this, she raised her eyebrows strangely.

"She is more than [-] years old, so there is no problem being your ancestor."

The grey-robed monk said without moving.

"Senior Huashen's lifespan is only [-] years, could it be that senior is refining...refining void..."

Chen Ping gasped, and said in shock.

"Hehe, the old man is still far from that step."

Seeing this, the gray-robed monk said slowly, "I am the third-generation owner of this treasure."

"Among the three monks I follow, the cultivation level in the middle stage of transformation is the lowest. Are you still ashamed to show off?"

The woman pursed her lips, obviously dissatisfied with the gray-clothed monk calling himself "Master".

"Humph!"

How can the grey-robed monk fail to see the small thoughts of his own weapon spirit.

"Middle Stage of Transformation!"

With a chill in his heart, the smile on Chen Ping's face became more sincere: "Dare to ask senior's name?"

"Your boy collects [-] spirit stones for every piece of information about his appearance. How much resources do you estimate the old man's name is worth?"

The gray-robed monk glanced sideways, and said in a somewhat proud tone.

Chen Ping rolled his eyes, and immediately presented twenty top-quality spirit stones with both hands.

"Oh?"

The fisherman waved his sleeve robe with a smile, and all the top-grade spirit stones disappeared.

"Dangtang Huashen Zun is so greedy for money!"

Chen Ping was speechless and thought to himself.

For a moment, he saw his shadow in the senior.

In the future, if he advances to Huashen, won't he behave in the same way?
"An Yu'er, come and tell him who I am!"

The gray-robed monk swaggered and ordered.

"Taiqing Lingzun, Xu Wujiu!"

The girl answered, and then thought that Chen Ping might not have heard of it, and explained in detail:
"Mount Taiqing is one of the top ten spiritual mountains in the Central Sea. After the old man transformed into a god, he took the name of this mountain as his Taoist name."

With a move in his heart, Chen Ping probably figured it out a bit.

The monks who use the domain name or place name of the sea are usually guys who like to show their holiness indiscriminately.

"The younger generation has met the Taiqing Lingzun and sister An!"

Chen Ping immediately saluted again tremblingly.

"Hee hee, get up quickly."

For some reason, the girl was extremely friendly to Chen Ping and helped him nearby.

As soon as he touched the opponent's lotus root arm, a burning sensation of extremely high temperature spread throughout his body.

"A heaven-reaching spiritual treasure of fire and space attributes."

Chen Ping swallowed calmly.

"Boy, how many precious exercises have you practiced?"

Immediately afterwards, Taiqing Lingzun turned his eyes and said.

"coming!"

Chen Ping thought something was wrong.

As far as he knows, the treasure technique is something that even the powers of ordinary gods are jealous of.

Prevarication and choreography will definitely not work.

This Spiritual Venerable has stayed in Yanning City for at least ten years, so he probably knows him very well.

But what reassured him a little was that the two met at the ferry for the first time, and Lingzun didn't directly attack him.

The purpose of proving this person is debatable.

Perhaps seeing Chen Ping hesitating, Xu Wujiu smiled lightly and said to Qi Ling: "There is an old saying in the secular world, there are always troublesome people who want to harm me!"

"It's not the junior who is suspicious."

Chen Ping defended weakly, and said embarrassingly: "Actually, I have only practiced three treasure arts."

"Three doors!"

Xu Wujiu raised his eyebrows fiercely, dropped the fishing rod and looked around Chen Ping, and said in surprise, "Your main cultivation method is also at the level of a treasure?"

"That's not it."

With a flash in his eyes, Chen Ping said honestly.

"After practicing so many treasure methods at the same time, it's no wonder that killing the same level is like slaughtering pigs and sheep."

Xu Wujiu nodded suddenly, and said with a strange expression:

"A monk who practices the treasure technique can almost master the power of rules at the peak of the Nascent Soul. You are a fellow practitioner of the three types. How do you plan to survive the catastrophe of transforming gods?"

In the catastrophe of transforming gods, the stronger the monk is, the more difficult the catastrophe will be.

Xu Wujiu's questioning was also a headache for Chen Ping.

"Don't worry, most of the deities, including the old man, are not interested in your treasure technique, at least not in the star realm."

Before Chen Ping could answer, Xu Wujiu said coldly.

These words immediately reminded Chen Ping of Xu Daoqing.

At that time, the first cultivator of Zhenzong also said similar remarks in Baoyu.

However, at that time, Chen Ping only thought that Xu Daoqing was trying to stabilize him.

"What kind of secret is hidden behind the treasure technique?"

Chen Ping was suspicious, but he heard Ling'an Yu'er lazily say: "If you major in exercises, don't practice treasure-quality ones, or even..."

"An Yu'er!"

Xu Wujiu interrupted, stopped Qi Ling from revealing, and said leisurely: "Boy, is it convenient for the old man to check your spiritual root?"

As he spoke, without waiting for him to nod his head in agreement, he gently patted Chen Ping's dantian with his palm.

"Now is not the time to fight back."

Chen Ping's expression changed, and he insisted on holding back.

"what!"

Looking inside at Chen Ping's immortal bone, Xu Wujiu's eyes froze immediately.

"The spiritual root turns into a human form, the Taiyi spiritual root!"

Xu Wujiu said in amazement, he still didn't believe it, and tried ten times in a row.

In the end, he breathed out slowly, and said, "You, Yuan Yanmeng, sold a piece of false information to such a high price, isn't it too much?"

"Excuse me, Lingzun, the special Linggenz is a big deal, and this junior has never disclosed it to anyone."

Chen Ping said with a smile on his face.

"Old man, as soon as he breaks through to transform into a god, you're probably going to run away!"

An Yu'er mocked untimely.

"The junior can make a contract and always regard you as a respected senior."

After a click, Chen Pingqiang smiled.

"Tsk tsk, it's really as slippery as the old man."

Xu Wujiu thought for a long time with great interest, his eyes flickered slightly.

"Go down, come here to find the old man in three days."

Waving his hand, Xu Wujiu turned around and concentrated on fishing.

Chen Ping hurriedly stood up as if he was being pardoned.

……

"Girl An, what do you think the first thing the kid did after he left?"

Xu Wujiu said with a half-smile.

"escape."

Qi Ling smiled and spit out a word.

"He is a smart man. Seeing that the old man has not shown any malice, he will not rebel one after another."

Shaking his head, Xu Wujiu said narrowly: "The old man mentioned that statue before, I'm afraid he has already remembered it by heart."

"You have the ability to put your own statue in the Yuanshi Jiange!"

Qi Ling rolled his eyes and said excitedly.

"Wait for the old man to break another level, then go back and settle accounts with those old guys."

Xu Wujiu snorted unhappily, and suddenly changed his tone: "Boy Chen has a lot of opportunities, and he may not be able to advance to become a god within hundreds of years."

"The creatures recognized by the ancestral trees of the Holy Ruins, how can you allow old man to question them."

After a pause, Qi Ling said nervously: "You already have a heaven-defying opportunity, and you have mastered the treasure fragment that can improve the quality of the elixir, so why are you still greedy for Chen Ping?"

"An Yu'er, although your body is a branch of the ancestral tree of Shengxu, the old man treats you well, and it hurts people's heart to always turn your elbows outward."

Xu Wujiu said with a straight face.

"Old man, if you want to go to the Star Realm in the future, nine times out of ten it will fall on this son, and the investment right now is just right."

An Yu'er looked very serious.

"Hehe, doesn't this old man enjoy staying in the Haoyu Sea and being invincible? Why do you go to the Star Realm to suffer?"

Xu Wujiu spoke insincerely, and then said to himself: "But the old man can't let the treasure and me get dusty, and the star world doesn't want to break through."

……

Recently, the refining workshop in Yanning City is in full swing.

Zhenjun Yuanyan personally supervised and summoned hundreds of Yuan Dan and Jin Dan to create nine hundred-foot-tall sculptures in a very short period of time.

The main materials are all third-grade jade, most of which are paid for by Mr. Chen privately.

As the original statue of the sword-carrying figure collapsed, Chen Ping couldn't be calm for a long time.

Soon, eight new statues were placed all over the island.

No matter which direction you enter the island, you can see it at a glance.

The ninth statue was carried by Chen Ping, step by step up the mountain.

……

"Haha, the old man is right."

Xu Wujiu pointed at the figure at the foot of the mountain, and glanced proudly at Qi Ling.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the imposing statue stood on the bottom of the water, and the tide was louder than ever.

"Boy, hand over the demon puppet to the old man. This corpse is so big that you can't grasp it."

As soon as they met, Xu Wujiu stretched out his palm and said unquestionably.

"Let the junior take out the puppet crystal."

Chen Ping tapped the storage ring without thinking, and the demon puppet suddenly appeared.

Xu Wujiu pointed at him, and the huge demon body was immediately covered with a layer of bright light, and there was no trace in an instant.

"take note of it."

With drooping eyelids, Chen Ping felt uncomfortable.

Losing the demon puppet is equivalent to breaking his arm.

"This kid is definitely holding a grudge!"

Xu Wujiu joked with Qi Ling and laughed.

"Don't dare, senior, you misunderstood."

Chen Ping was taken aback, and quickly expressed his feelings.

"The old man has a noble status, how could he take your treasure for nothing?"

After finishing speaking, Xu Wujiu folded his hands, and the space around him rumbled open, and fifteen or six pill bottles fell out.

He waved his sleeve robe again, and the corks popped off one after another.

Hundreds of pills shot out.

The shape is either like a toad that spits out flames, or like a delicate pagoda.

"Tianchan Essence Pill!"

"Lingqing Tadan!"

Chen Ping's eyes lit up, and a trace of hot color flashed across.

Tianchan essence pill is suitable for the refining of fire-attribute Nascent Soul mid- and late-stage monks.

While improving the realm, further refine the spiritual fire.

Lingqing Pagoda Pill is the cultivation treasure pill of Dzogchen realm.

And it also has the miraculous effect of increasing spiritual consciousness in a small amount!

These two fifth-grade pills are the treasures recorded in the rumors.

Not to mention the boutique products of the four patterns!
Just one pattern, because of the special side effects, will be snatched up by Xu Daoqing and other major first repairs.

"Senior Xu is still an alchemist with superb craftsmanship!"

Chen Ping took a deep breath, the slightest bit of depression disappeared, and the idea of ​​making friends came into being.

"These elixirs are extremely rare even for us Huashen."

Xu Wugui said reluctantly.

"Thank you senior for cultivating!"

Chen Ping bowed with a sob, turned his left hand over, and all the pills were sucked into his sleeve.

"It's a rare ghost, it's all purified by one pattern, it's just a waste of blood and mana."

Listening to Xu Wujiu's casual flicker, Qi Lingan Yu'er murmured in his heart.

But it was impossible for her to tell anyone the truth.

That treasure fragment is the old man's biggest secret.

If it is leaked, the old man will definitely kill her.

"Well, those statues stand well."

Xu Wujiu thought for a while, then casually threw another pill bottle.

"Senior, this junior is bold, please enter the gate wall!"

Looking into the bottle, Chen Ping shuddered and fell to his knees.

This Taiqing Lingzun is simply too rich.

Follow him in the future without worrying about not having the best pills to practice.

"The old man walks the road alone, never leaving any worries."

Xu Wujiu was unceremonious, and forcibly helped Chen Ping up.

In this way, Chen Ping was stunned for a while.

His majestic Taiyi spiritual root apprentice was rejected?

Moreover, this deity obviously favors him, isn't it the idea of ​​recruiting disciples?
Chen Ping's eyes flashed, and he decided to wait and see for a while.

There are no benefits for no reason in the world, Xu Wujiu must have other plans.

……

For the next few months, Xu Wujiu kept Chen Ping by his side to teach.

With the guidance of the cultivator of Huashen, Chen Ping's doubts about his cultivation in the past were all eliminated.

Stay until the third month.

Xu Wujiu undid the seal of the immortal Tuobayu, and ordered the two to fight each other.

Due to being restricted from using the spirit method and puppets, Chen Ping was not his opponent at all at first.

Two or three moves and you will be defeated.

Tuoba Yu wanted to take the opportunity to kill him several times, but Xu Wujiu would easily shoot him away and teach him a lesson.

Whether it is Xu Wujiu or Qi Ling, their combat experience far exceeds that of Nascent Soul cultivator.

Later, Chen Ping was finally able to hold on for [-] to [-] breaths.

So far, however, progress has been minimal.

After all, before his realm has improved, it is impossible for him to defeat the immortal descendants of the fifth-order peak with ordinary means alone.

"This little guy is enough for me to knock out a lot of resources from the Immortal Race."

Looking down at Tuoba Yu who was covered in bruises, Xu Wujiu laughed in satisfaction.

……

Half a year later, Xu Wujiu said goodbye unexpectedly.

Chen Ping was naturally reluctant to let go and tried to persuade him to stay.

"Boy Chen, digital gods are staring at that secret realm on Heavenly Beast Island, you should weigh it yourself."

Turning the subject, Xu Wujiu said leisurely: "However, if you break through the late Nascent Soul within 50 years, you can come with me, maybe you will have a chance to transform into a god."

"Yes, junior, remember."

Chen Ping didn't express any thoughts, and said respectfully.

"Let's go, change places to play, see you by fate."

Xu Wujiu's voice drifted further and further away.

When Chen Ping looked up, the distorted space had returned to calm.

He kept his face full of reluctance for three full hours. After the sky darkened, Chen Ping straightened his chest expressionlessly.

……

The Fancang sea area is a four-element heaven.

A golden fishhook galloped through the air, and a monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks sat on it.

"Old man, don't you leave any life-saving things?"

Qi Ling said in a puzzled voice.

"Look at how dead he is. The old man gave him ten cards in the front hand. Believe it or not, he threw them away after a while."

Xu Wujiu snorted and said, "Human monks are cautious in their blood."

"Where are you going now?"

Qi Ling nodded thoughtfully, and said excitedly, "Why don't you go find that famous little sparrow?"

"The monster and human races in the central sea area have made an agreement, and I must not rashly intervene."

Xu Wujiu pondered for a while, and said: "First go to the Immortal Race, the old man intends to exchange for something useful."

As soon as these words fell, there was no breath of the magic weapon within ten thousand miles around.

(End of this chapter)