Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 665 Pilgrimage to the sea area, upgrade plan (7K is 2000 monthly tickets plus updates)

On the top of the mountain, Chen Jing quietly looked at the golden sculpture of the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks, his eyes gradually narrowed into a slit.

After the Nascent Soul middle stage, he never felt the threat of death again.

But in recent months, I have been shrouded in haze.

Although Xu Wujiu and Qi Ling seemed to have other plans for him, they did not act hostile.

But he has always been used to holding the initiative in his hands.

He was nervous, worried that Huashen Lingzun would force him to ask about the treasure technique or the chance of the journey.

When getting along with a monk, the important thing is not to have the intention to kill him, but to have that ability!
Obviously, even though it was difficult for Xu Wujiu to use the soul search technique on him, it is a fact that his life hangs in this person's hands.

He couldn't pray that the avatar would always be amiable and show kindness.

Heart to heart.

Just like his attitude towards Gu Sixian.

Sometimes I want to kill, sometimes I don't, it's purely based on my mood, and my subjective consciousness changes at any time!

He believed that Lao Gu was also restless in the middle of the night, and he was in a difficult position when he was deep.

And this Taiqing Lingzun came to the secret realm of Feitianzong on Tianshou Island.

There are as many as several god-like creatures involved in it.

He is a small Nascent Soul in the middle stage, and he must not participate in it at present.

"50 years later..."

Repeatedly repeating the details revealed by Xu Wujiu, Chen Ping has already decided on the next step.

The Yuanyan Islands cannot stay any longer.

In case he encounters a sixth-order creature who arrived earlier, wouldn't he have to start a new round of life-gambling journey?

……

Following the throwing of a stack of sound-transmitting paper cranes, four rays of light of various colors converged almost simultaneously.

Liang Yingzhuo, Ji Zishi, Gu Sixian, Ke Yi.

The four Nascent Soul deputy leaders of the alliance.

Seeing the figure in the purple robe standing with his hands behind his back, with a relaxed and comfortable appearance, several people speculated in their hearts.

"Chen Ping is full of opportunities, there is no reason not to be jealous!"

"Could it be that the Huashen Lingzun knows him? By the way, this person has a Nascent Soul Master, who may be an old friend of his master."

"Ke must report to the Zongmen. If you invite Daoist Daoist Chen to move the Divine Spirit Venerable, the crisis of the sky bird will be solved in an instant!"

Among the four, only Liang Yingzhuo showed sincere concern.

"Chen Daoyou, are you okay?"

Hearing this, Chen Ping smiled unconsciously, turned around half a circle and said, "Do you see where a piece of flesh has fallen off my body?"

"To tell you the truth, that senior has a relationship with me. I don't know if it's a coincidence or deliberately kept his seat this time. In short, he blocked the menacing ghost for us."

After hearing these bland and calm words, the several Nascent Souls looked at each other in shock, with even more respectful and humble expressions.

The alliance leader was actually an old acquaintance of Huashen Lingzun.

"Hehe, please keep it secret. Senior Lingzun deliberately told me not to spread it, but everyone is my own, so you don't have to worry about it."

Chen Ping coughed lightly and said solemnly.

He understood the reactions of the cultivators.

Yun Qiurong of the Nine Cauldron Chamber of Commerce, just being instructed by Senior Huashen for a while, made many people fearful.

Let alone getting along day and night for so long.

Naturally, Chen Ping didn't use the tiger's skin to show off.

Next, he will not be in Yuanyan, and the deployment of Ping Yunzong and the alliance will have to be planned.

With the mysterious veil of Huashen Patriarch, no one inside must dare to disagree.

However, Chen Ping didn't know that Taiqing Lingzun was just a troublemaker.

……

"Tuoba Qian used the mysterious ghost escape technique to escape from the sky, so we should not be careless."

Chen Ping said slowly.

"It's not dead!"

The hearts of the Nascent Souls sank, but they were not very surprised.

After being frightened back by the Spirit Venerable, the army of Yin spirits and corpse tribes quickly gathered in an orderly place in the Inner Sea.

The news of the spies made them expect it.

"The sequelae of the mysterious ghost avoiding catastrophe are extremely great, and it will not be able to return to its peak for at least four or fifty years."

Chen Ping then added.

The life-saving technique of this ghost palace was learned from Xu Wujiu.

"Take advantage of his illness and kill him!"

The expressions of several Nascent Souls perked up, and they spoke out at once.

"Chen is entrusted by an old friend to go overseas."

Chen Ping's subsequent words seemed to pour a basin of cold water on his head.

The human race's counterattack relies on Zhenjun Yuanyan in front of him.

Once he is gone, how will Yuan Yanmeng pacify the archipelago?

"The life and death of tens of millions of human races are also related to the outer sea, so I have to go!"

Chen Ping said awe-inspiringly.

Seeing this, everyone was speechless and had no reason to stay.

Then, several Nascent Souls quickly agreed to end it.

Tuoba Qian's vitality was seriously injured, Yuan Yanmeng could try to send troops to the inner sea.

Recovering part of the homeland should not be a problem.

"Fellow Daoist, thank you for your hard work."

Chen Ping cupped his fists at Ji Zishi.

"I'm waiting for Daoyou Chen to return at a certain moment."

Ji Zishi said with a little panic.

He got the Immortal Seal, and his property and life were bound to the islands.

Even if there are thousands of unwillingness in my heart, I dare not express it.

"After dealing with the matter in the sea, Chen will turn back as soon as possible."

Chen Ping promised firmly.

This is not to deceive a few people.

Tuoba Qian has already topped the list of life and death.

If this ghost is not eliminated, he may not be at peace in the future.

……

Watching a shallow sword light shoot into the sky, several senior officials of Yuanyan League were either happy or worried.

"Finally..."

Gu Sixian heaved a sigh of relief, taking into account the presence of his fellow Taoists, he forcibly suppressed his joy.

In the next few decades, he was finally able to enjoy the power of the native Nascent Soul!

Just as he was about to fly over Yanning City, Chen Ping threw out a jade slip with his backhand.

Under the folding of the spiritual pressure, it was accurately injected into Chen Xiangwen's closed room.

It recorded some low-level secret techniques of Tianpin that he despised.

The foundation of Pingyunzong's lineage is meager, and it needs a wave of improvement.

……

The depths of the black sand drifting sea.

Chen Ping kept on maintaining his superb escapism.

Occasionally, when encountering a fifth-order ancient orc, they would ignore it and ignore it.

Suddenly, he stopped in mid-air, and bowed down on the spot with a sincere and fearful expression.

"This junior has met Xu Lingzun."

One breath, two breaths, ten breaths, there is no movement around.

Chen Ping straightened up slowly and continued to fly.

Several hours later, he rushed out of the black sand and drifting sea.

With his current magical powers, the Yuanyan Islands are no different from his own back garden.

As soon as he reached the open sea, he escaped into a submarine mountain range.

With a dance of the sleeve robe, hundreds of pills floated up.

They are all gifts from Xu Wujiu.

Afterwards, the coral amulet and soul-absorbing technique were performed successively, circulating on many elixirs, and disappearing by themselves.

"No mark."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Chen Ping felt a little relieved.

The soul-absorbing technique has a trace of the rules of the soul.

It is perfect for checking all kinds of imprints.

With a grasp of his wrist, Chen Ping pinched an ordinary little red pill, and Chen Ping's heart was surging.

Tiangang Void Return Pill!
A pill that Xu Wujiu gave as an extra reward.

This thing is one of the broken-level pills that hit the Nascent Soul Dzogchen.

There is a bottleneck that cannot be ignored between the late stage and the peak.

Refining Tiangang Returning Void Pill can increase the probability by [-]% out of thin air!
Chen Ping knew the value of this pill.

More than half of the first cultivators of the major sects in the Fancang sea area did not have the opportunity to take the Tiangang Void Returning Pill.

What's more, what he holds in his hand is a Void Returning Pill with three patterns!

It can provide about [-]% probability.

"A cultivator who is proficient in alchemy must have unimaginable contacts in the Central Sea."

Immediately, Chen Ping felt a little bit of complaint about his alchemy talent.

……

After carefully observing the surrounding area, Chen Ping determined a direction.

This time, he intends to find a resource-rich sea area to hide and practice, and add a batch of fifth-order puppets by the way.

The Eastern Territory, where No Nian Sect once had a foothold, was naturally ruled out first.

After the Jiri Treasure Territory and his party, the Nascent Soul of the Eastern Territory withered, and the level of cultivation dropped sharply, and there was nothing worth grabbing.

"The Wuxiangzhen Sect area is extremely rich."

Chen Ping thought while flying.

But after a short while, it was ruled out immediately.

After all, the Array Sect is not far from the Wraith Mountain Range, and it belongs to the fierce friction area of ​​the race war.

At that time, he will be forced to be involved in the battle of the sky sparrows, and his stable development plan will have to run aground again.

"It is said that the vicinity of the Pilgrimage Sea in the Northern Territory is extremely prosperous, and it is not inferior to the Zhenzong Sea."

Chen Ping gradually had a clear foothold.

It is completely different from many large and small divided sea areas.

There are only three or four super-large sea areas in the huge northern region.

The Pilgrimage Sea is the strongest area among them.

Once, after reading a certain piece of information, Chen Ping had a shallow understanding of the Pilgrimage Sea.

Part of this sea area is controlled by the three Nascent Soul sects.

But the most powerful is not the human race.

It's the Giant Spirit Race!
Unlike the human monks who bloom everywhere, the giant spirits like to live in large groups to continue their blood.

In the entire Fancang sea area, there are only a few areas such as the pilgrimage sea where there are traces of the giant spirit family.

Therefore, despite the insignificance of the territory occupied by the giant spirit clan, the way they gather together makes them extremely powerful and twisted into a tough hemp rope.

"The puppets made by the giant spirit royal family may be able to replace the lost demons."

The more Chen Ping thought about it, the more satisfied he became, and without any hesitation in his heart, he flew towards the endless north with his head sullen.

……

Fancang Sea is vast and boundless.

After flying for ten days in a row, Chen Ping, who had changed his appearance, finally ran into a human fleet.

The number is about 21 or two, and the scale is not small.

Friar frigate is a late Jindan monk.

Chen Ping immediately lost all interest, and flew across without seeing anything.

A month later, he arrived at the first human city.

Then he went straight to Fangshi and borrowed the long-distance teleportation array at a small price.

Flying or passing on like this, after a year and two months of travelling, Chen Ping traveled millions of miles, and finally came to the sea of ​​pilgrimage!

……

Such a large sea area naturally has more than one human city built around it.

The most famous of these is the giant city controlled by the three sects.

The "pilgrimage city" named after the sea.

The prosperity of this city overshadowed Chen Ping, who had just arrived.

This so-called island, even if he used ordinary sword light to fly away with all his strength, it would take half a month to get from one end to the other.

"It must have been land reclamation many times."

Standing high in the sky, Chen Ping looked down.

What he saw confirmed his thoughts.

In the direction of the edge of the pilgrimage island, thousands of men and women of foundation building and Yuandan monks are gathering.

They held the seals, or urged various magic weapons, and smashed them into the sea in a very uniform rhythm.

Commonalities are also evident.

These monks are all good at earth magic.

And in just a moment, the limit of the island expanded hundreds of feet visible to the naked eye, and turned into land.

After years of casting spells, it is not surprising that Pilgrimage Island is as vast as it is today.

Of course, this kind of barbaric expansion needs strong support.

After all, the sea is not the world of the human race.

……

At the ferry, tens of thousands of monks shouted loudly.

Hyacinth of Pilgrimage Island, providing guide services.

Spreading his thoughts, Chen Ping found that those who rely on guiding the way for foreign monks are basically juniors in the Qi training and foundation building period.

The monks of Yuandan and Jindan have a high status, and they can obtain rich resources by going out to sea to hunt and kill a group of alien races casually.

You don't have to work so hard to do this kind of work.

Among the thousands of people, Chen Ping fell in love with a guide, and Chen Ping swaggered down to escape.

After falling to the ground without any warning, a weak woman half a foot away was startled. When she saw the person coming, she immediately gave a respectful blessing:
"The younger generation, Pengsisi, has lived in the pilgrimage city for generations, and the price is fifty spirit stones a day."

Chen Ping was very satisfied with this woman's neatness.

This female cultivator surnamed Peng is in the middle stage of foundation establishment, she has a beautiful body, and her frown and smile also give people a comfortable feeling.

He picked this woman out of ten thousand for only one reason.

It's long and beautiful.

That's right, with his supernatural powers of manipulating the Nascent Soul, he can basically do whatever he wants in the Fancang sea area.

Everyone likes beautiful things, and Chen Ping never hides his desire.

"Let's cover you for three days first, no need for change, work hard."

Talking lightly, Chen Ping threw away two middle-grade spirit stones.

"Yes, this junior obeys."

Pengsi said calmly.

She knows her strengths.

Although flattery does not have much help in cultivation, it is first-class and simple to attract ordinary men of the opposite sex.

During the years when she was a guide, her income has always been among the top.

That includes half of the tips from customers.

The extra fifty low-grade spirit stones rewarded by this senior who is suspected to be Yuandan in front of him is very little.

It couldn't arouse her inner turmoil at all.

"stop!"

Just when the two were about to leave for the city gate, a voice full of excitement and orders suddenly sounded.

From a dense forest at the ferry crossing, a giant emerald green tortoise more than ten feet high suddenly floated down.

Three monks stood faintly on the turtle shell.

The two old and one young are all in Yuan Dan realm.

The cultivation of the two old men was even better, reaching the late Yuan Dan period.

The young monks looked like they had just entered the early stage of Yuan Dan.

But the formation of the three was obviously dominated by the young man wearing the jade crown.

The gazes of the two Yuandan elders kept protecting this person.

"The third-order best water turtle puppet."

After sweeping the giant green turtle slightly, Chen Ping continued on his way without hearing anything.

And when Pengsicai saw the young male cultivator, his soft and beautiful face turned extremely pale.

A look that seems to know the man.

"My young master ordered you to stop!"

The Yuguan man seemed to be offended by Chen Ping's ignoring behavior, and said fiercely.

At the same time, the two old men in white robes jumped off the puppet without saying a word, and surrounded Chen Ping and Peng Sisi.

The dozens of guides around him disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"The second ancestor in the pilgrimage city?"

Seeing this, Chen Ping roughly judged the identity of the man.

But he really had nothing to fear.

Even if there are a few Nascent Souls standing behind this child, it doesn't matter.

"Young Master Yuan, my daughter greets you."

Pengsi Cai's face turned pale, and he immediately stopped and knelt down on his knees.

Gently put his hand on the woman's shoulder, Chen Ping's soul search technique was activated silently, and he got Pengsisi's memory after a moment.

It is extremely easy for monk Yuanying to search for souls for foundation building.

It didn't alarm anyone at all, and even Peng Cai himself only felt dazed and returned to normal.

"The Yuan family."

Chen Ping sneered in his heart.

The pilgrimage city is divided into inner and outer parts, and the outer city occupies [-]% of the area.

This Yuan family is one of the overlords of the outer city, and there are six Golden Core cultivators in the family.

The name of the man in front of him was Yuan Feishen, he was the grandson of a Jindan Patriarch of the Yuan family.

This person has practiced the technique of gathering yin and nourishing qi.

Relying on the power of his family and grandfather, he became notorious and harmed countless nuns.

Peng Si Cai's fear is not without reason.

Yuan Feishen's nourishing technique belongs to the category of magic, and his female cultivator who once had a spring festival, [-]% of them will die the next day.

"This young master went out to fight in the wild, and met such a good guy."

On the green turtle puppet, Yuan Feican's eyes flickered, and he kept sizing up Peng Sisi's figure.

"Let's change to a guide next time, let's say goodbye first."

Chen Ping showed impatience in his eyes, he left Peng Si Cai and walked past the two old men leisurely.

He just searched the soul of this woman, and he no longer needs her to lead the way.

"Little Lord……"

The eyes of the two old men moved, and they asked for instructions via voice transmission.

"Since he's knowledgeable, that's fine. He's still a Yuan Dan cultivator, and the patrols in the outer city often go to the ferry, so don't cause trouble."

Yuan Feican replied calmly.

He has done a lot of evil in the city and has survived until now. In addition to his family background, bullying the weak and fearing the strong is also a major factor.

He would shy away from all monks with background.

Like this kind of strange Yuan Dan who just came to the holy city, maybe he also has a lot of power in other sea areas.

Besides, he is not good at breaking sleeves, and he has gained a lot from catching a beautiful female cultivator.

The voice transmission of several Yuandans fell into Chen Ping's ears clearly, he hummed expressionlessly, and left at a faster speed.

Peng Si Cai's despair could not move him at all.

In the sea of ​​suffering for all ages, there are countless miserable people.

"Catch the girl over there too!"

Seeing Chen Ping retreating cowardly, Yuan Feican proudly raised his head, pointed in a direction and ordered.

"Yes!"

The figures of the two elderly attendants flickered, and after a few breaths, they respectively grabbed a girl with beautiful features in their hands.

It's just the second level of Qi training, and it looks like it's only seven or eight years old!
In the distance, two middle-aged monk couples stood there in panic, at a loss.

The two were apparently warned of Yuan Feishen's background by the "good-hearted people" around them.

While extremely anxious, he didn't dare to step forward to stop him.

Besides, the husband and wife are just foundation-builder monks, and if they move, they will die.

"Two little beauties, it's fun tonight."

Yuan Feican stretched out the back of his hand, and lightly stroked the girl's face with a sinister look.

The two seven- and eight-year-old girls were scared out of their wits, tears kept rolling.

The nearby guides and monks who entered the city were either silent or had nothing to do with them.

Including a nun who is a golden elixir Dzogchen.

After frowning, he glanced at Yuan Feishen and left.

"Go, go back to the city!"

Yuan Fei laughed strangely at Jie Jie, who couldn't hide his desire, and ordered the two elders of the Yuan family to urge the puppets.

But the strange thing is that the two of them turned their backs to him motionlessly, like wood carvings.

"not good!"

Yuan Feishen had a premonition immediately, and crushed a transparent talisman.

"Zizi"

However, this talisman burned itself in the air after flying only half a mile.

Then, a black face came into view.

It turned out to be the strange Yuan Dan who had just been chased away!

"Senior, spare me, this junior is the Yuan family..."

Yuan Feishen collapsed on the back of the turtle in horror, and lost consciousness in the next moment.

"The two little dolls can't be protected. Your two daughters have been adopted by me. Get lost!"

He gave a cold drink to the middle-aged Jianji couple, Chen Ping's body flashed wildly, and he disappeared at the ferry with a snap of his fingers.

Disappeared with him were three Yuanjia Yuandans, the green turtle puppet and two girls.

"Oops!"

Pengsi had mixed joys and sorrows, he gritted his teeth and boarded a spirit ship bound for the island.

This homeland cannot stay any longer.

Regardless of the black-faced monks who crossed the river like dragons, or the Yuan family who was a local snake, she couldn't afford to offend any of them.

……

In a remote mountain forest at the ferry.

It was overcast and damp.

"Boom!"

Three figures fell from the sky.

The two elders of the Yuan family and Yuan Feican were thrown into the ground hard.

The next moment, a purple-robed man descended slowly.

The expressions of the three Yuandans were terrified, all their mana was gone, and even their spiritual consciousness was locked in the sea of ​​consciousness, and they could only make the sound of "wuwuwu".

After searching souls one by one without saying a word, Chen Ping sent a thought to Big Hui.

"You choose ten strong flying rock wings to come out."

"Male, the aggressive one."

"Haw!"

The simple big gray obviously didn't understand what the master was going to do, but he did as he said.

"buzzing"

Four times, there was a loud sound of wings shaking, and calf-like wings flew out of the spirit beast bracelet one after another.

Seeing this scene, the three members of Yuan Dan from the Yuan family were immediately terrified out of their wits.

However, what happened next would make the three of them commit suicide together.

……

"what!"

"what!"

Three screams with different voices spread around.

Chen Ping was burning a spiritual incense in his hand.

He didn't recall those Flying Rockwing Evils who had done a great thing until they were completely burned out.

Then, he raised his palm and shot three times in a row.

The dantian and meridians of the monks of the Yuan family were shattered, but they still breathed a sigh of relief.

Sometimes living like a disabled person is even more torture.

Looking up at the two sleepy girls on the tree, Chen Ping said calmly: "It's not enough for fellow Taoists to watch a big show for free. Why, are you going to stand up for the Yuan family?"

"Fellow Daoist, don't get me wrong, I, Hu Xianzong, have no connection with the Yuan family, I just followed up curiously to have a look."

Yinling laughed together, and a tall woman in black clothes appeared in the distance.

This woman has a seductive and charming face, and the black gauze with big arms flutters in the wind, revealing a playful jade clam mark.

The female cultivator following her was the Jindan Dzogchen who was at the intersection of the previous road.

"Pot Immortal Sect."

After Chen Ping sorted out his memory, he knew it clearly.

This sect is also a great force in pilgrimage to the outer city, no less than the Yuan family.

"My concubine is Bu Ningmei. Although fellow Taoists are also Golden Core Great Perfectionists, the two Golden Core cultivators of the Yuan family are good at combining strikes. You have severely humiliated the Yuan family's juniors this time, and they will not give up easily."

The black-clothed nun pursed her lips and smiled slightly.

She dared not get too close to this person.

Because even though this strange male cultivator appeared to be at the peak of Jindan, the coercion of him made her extremely uneasy.

Of course, Bu Ningmei never thought about the existence of a higher Nascent Soul.

There are millions of miles across the Northern Territory, and there are only a handful of people who have proved the fifth level.

"Can fellow Daoist Bu make things right for me?"

Chen Ping said calmly.

"It's a little more troublesome to negotiate."

Twisting her waist, Bu Ningmei said with a smile: "Fifteen years later will be the qualification battle for Jianzong in the inner city. If fellow Taoists are willing to help my concubine, all conditions can be raised!"

The Nascent Soul Sect in Pilgrimage City will hold a qualification battle every hundred years.

All forces in the outer city can participate.

Those with excellent grades can move the Zongmen's resident to the inner city where the aura is several times abundant.

It's like a sudden promotion from a collateral line to a direct line, it's a coveted opportunity.

"I will take care of the two female dolls. One of them is a top-grade water spirit root, and the other is a middle-grade gold and wood spirit root."

"After 15 years, if both of you break through into Foundation Establishment, I will help Fellow Daoist Bu once."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Ping's figure gradually distorted.

"Fellow Daoist Gao's last name?"

After Bu Ningmei was stunned for a moment, she asked via voice transmission.

"Fang Yuan."

Chen Ping made up a name casually, and he said narrowly: "The jade clam mark on the side of the fellow daoist's leg is really attractive."

Waiting for Bu Ningmei to react, the faint breath disappeared immediately.

……

On the streets of the pilgrimage city.

Chen Ping, who changed his appearance again, moved leisurely.

The attic shops on both sides are neat and tall, and a sea of ​​monks walked by.

This is just a very ordinary street in the outer city.

However, there are many high-grade pills, puppets, and talismans sold in the store.

I can often see Jindan monks.

"It's really an excellent holy place for cultivation."

Chen Ping was slightly amazed by the bustling scene, and then quickly walked into the inner city.

Foreign monks need Jindan realm to enter the inner city.

After Chen Ping showed his cultivation, he settled down easily.

After rushing to the Pilgrimage Pavilion, which was in charge of the affairs, he rented a mountain range by spending [-] middle-grade spirit stones.

The period is forty years.

The aura in the mountains was barely enough for the Nascent Soul cultivator to breathe.

……

In the cave mansion, a large formation is in operation.

Chen Ping sat cross-legged on the ground, with a pair of delicate and eerie white fish fins spinning in the air.

This is the fin of the kun fish that he took out from the golden bead in his early years!

Kunyu is the blood of the ancestor, with great supernatural powers.

After the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he tried to refine this treasure.

But progress is slow and time consuming.

However, after being destroyed by Xu Wujiu once, Chen Ping decided to integrate the fins of the kun fish into his body no matter how difficult it was.

He has collected all the information about the senior monks on Pilgrimage Island.

The three sects add up to nine Nascent Souls and two Great Cultivators.

One of them has been supporting the front line of Wraith Mountain for a hundred years and has not returned.

In other words, there is only one person in the city who can pose a threat to him.

As for those messy fifth-level formations that are like paper in front of Qingjie Xianlei, there is no need to think about it.

……

One year after coming to Pilgrimage Island.

In the cave, Chen Ping couldn't help sighing while opening his eyes.

Staring at the magnificent fin of the Kun fish, his face was gloomy.

He still underestimated the difficulty of refining.

Before this Kunyu was alive, he was at least a sixth-order peak or even a higher-level existence.

Even if the blue flame burns everything, it is difficult to shake.

"For the current plan, we have to use the Zixu grafting method."

Taking a breath of uncertainty, Chen Ping decided to take the next best thing and temporarily integrate a pair of fish fins into his body in the state of a semi-finished puppet.

However, he still lacks several fifth-order auxiliary materials.

The pilgrimage island is so prosperous, there must be no way to buy it.

(End of this chapter)