Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 670 Fuyao (7.2K is waiting for your thoughts to add more to the Silver League)
"The human race is all damned!"

Seeing that the usually respectful human pet defied the will and gave the baby girl to the great power of the human race, the giant spirit emperor was furious.

He grabbed it hard with his only remaining palm, and the five blood needles throbbed in the palm of his hand, as if they were alive.

"Whoosh!"

The needles of blood erupted violently, printed into the void and disappeared invisible.

An extreme cold hovered in his heart, Chen Ping raised his head slowly, the clear river flashed in his eyes, and suddenly let out a cold snort.

"Boom!"

The blood needle that was originally aimed at the baby girl was distorted, and then melted invisible like thin snow under the scorching sun.

The soul attack of the giant spirit family is vulnerable to the soul-absorbing technique of the beginning.

The divine power of instigating spirits doesn't stop there.

The barbarian emperor in the blood mist only felt a blast in his head, as if he had been smashed thousands of times with a huge mountain, and suddenly roared several times with excruciating pain.

"The baby girl is already here, so I can't stay here for long."

Chen Ping's pale figure flashed and appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Casting multiple coral auras and soul-absorbing seals one after another is too heavy a burden on his soul.

Besides, he is still holding a baby who is physically fragile.

Even if they are protected all the time, it is extremely dangerous in the aftermath of the five-level fighting skills.

"My people, kill the race at any cost!"

The barbarian emperor who bowed down roared loudly.

The attack of soul-hunting continued.

Chen Ping's thoughts flashed, and he gave up knocking on the Giant Spirit Emperor.

This guy masters the rules of strength, and his body is indestructible.

It is almost impossible to kill in just a moment.

In an instant, he selected a target.

A king blood giant spirit who is in the midst of a battle with True Lord Tianlong and Lu Yuqing.

Under the full suppression of the two big monks, the giant spirit has suffered serious injuries.

"Friend Tianlong!"

"Friend Lu!"

Chen Ping called out the sound transmission, and the two Nascent Souls understood immediately.

The thick mana permeated the surroundings, and Wang Xue's giant spirit felt a breeze blowing behind him, and the strange cold made a surprise attack.

The king's blood dwarf pinched its spiritual eyes and wanted to dodge, but its hands and feet were covered with cold thin ice, and its body became dull, so it was too late to dodge.

It roared in its mouth, and its bruised body was full of blood.

Layers of strange blood-stained patterns emerged.

"puff"

The giant claws of the two golden dragons pierced the giant spirit's body fiercely, but they could not go any deeper than three inches.

True Lord Tianlong slapped his arms, and the light and shadow of Youlong rushed down one after another, split into three waves in a flash, and burst into astonishing roars not to be outdone.

This person's supernatural power is much higher than that of the two dragon brothers.

Under the bombardment of those wandering dragon phantoms, the king's blood giant spirit's protection was shattered inch by inch, and collapsed at the same time with muffled sounds.

"Sword Three!"

Chen Ping's aura suddenly reappeared, he poured in from above the Giant Spirit King, and at a distance of an inch from his finger, the Immortal Cutter Sword spun erratically.

"Chichi!"

The next moment, the white dagger flashed, pierced through the giant spirit king's head, and poured fiercely into his body.

The self-created Tianpin swordsmanship directly rampages in the flesh and blood.

Devour, destroy.

In an instant, the meridians and viscera that came into contact were riddled with holes.

"You two, the spoils will be redistributed at night!"

Chen Ping informed without sincerity, the storage ring was quickly lit, and the giant spirit king's body disappeared immediately.

At this critical juncture, Lu Yuqing and Tianlong had no time to worry about it, and they scattered to a distant place to rescue the surrounded Daoist Nascent Soul.

On the other end, the king blood giant spirit chasing the golden cat puppet gave up early and attacked the human race frantically.

Almost at the same time, a human Nascent Soul was unfortunately involved in a sea of ​​blood, and was wiped out along with the storage ring on his body.

True Monarch Tianlong froze, he clenched his palms with visions, and punched the sea of ​​blood above with his bare hands, "huhu".

The golden cat puppet also returned to the battlefield under Chen Ping's manipulation.

The scorching Haosheng flames circulated non-stop, stirred in a spiral shape, and cooperated with Tianlong to destroy the giant spirit spell.

For the first time since the melee, the cultivators gathered together.

……

"Sun Wenqi, cast a spell to escape!"

Holding the baby in his arms, Chen Ping ordered by his name.

This person's wind attribute supernatural powers are superb, and fleeing him in a group is the first choice.

Then, with a pinch of the summoning technique, the golden cat puppet and the Taiqing spirit scorpion puppet were put into the storage ring.

Here, Sun Wenqi touched his waist with one hand in a panic, and took out a light red cloak.

With a treasure in one hand and a formula in the other, obscure incantations came from his mouth.

With the five fingers of the pinching formula, a pillar of wind shot out from the palm of the hand, hitting a certain flowing rune of the magic weapon of the cloak.

In an instant, a brilliant light burst out.

A buzzing sound came from the cloak, and with a swaying roll, everyone was wrapped in it.

Within half a breath of time, the Giant Spirit Emperor completely recovered from the Soul Absorbing Technique in the Beginning.

Seeing that a king's blood giant spirit had fallen unexpectedly, the barbarian emperor opened his mouth in shock, and a blood-colored beam of light gushed out wildly.

The Nascent Soul in the cloak didn't think about it, and pinched various masks to protect the surroundings.

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, and swung the Celestial Immortal Sword in a full circle.

A sword-light unicorn with white glow roared and struck away.

"Boom!"

The bloody beam of light was slightly charged by Jianguang Qilin, and it collapsed after holding on for a while.

The terrifying Heaven-cutting sword energy enveloped the barbarian emperor again.

The hard skin immediately tore out hundreds of deep mouths crisscrossed with blood.

"go!"

Chen Ping yelled violently, and the dozen or so top-grade spirit stones in his sleeves shattered and shattered.

Tongtian Lingbao can hurt the barbarian emperor, but it also consumes a lot.

This is not just the infusion of mana, too much in a short period of time, the meridians and dantian are too much to bear.

"die!"

The barbarian emperor suffered heavy injuries one after another, and the anger in his heart reached the sky.

I saw it flick the arm that was cut off by the Heavenly Sword, and all the eyeballs on its face turned around, and traces of purple electricity bounced out.

That arm swelled extremely quickly, and exploded with a "bang", merging into a fuzzy ball of blood and shooting towards the Cloak Lingbao.

Before the blood cell really touched the vicinity, it suddenly transformed into a huge fist shadow the size of mountains and rivers.

Cover thousands of miles around the holy mountain.

The nearby space seemed to be compressed to one point, and it was bound to crush all the Nascent Souls to pieces.

"Rules of Power!"

Such power to change the space, even the two big monks and Chen Ping were shocked by it.

"Sorry everyone."

Chen Ping sighed silently, stretched out his white fins, and the starry sky technique was about to be cast.

The Nascent Souls in Pilgrimage Sea were the Manjue Continent brought into him by coercion and lure.

If all of them die and their identities are exposed in the future, the human race in the Fancang sea area may be in danger, and they will really treat him as an evil cultivator.

After all, the death of Yuanying in the Eastern Region had something to do with him indirectly.

Now that the Northern Territory has been harmed again, Chen Ping himself feels a little embarrassed.

But facing the powerful blow from the blood sacrifice of the barbarian emperor, he was also helpless.

At this time, the dead friend is not dead, and the poor daoist can't blame him at all.

Sun Wenqi and the others looked terrified, and a dark cloud of fall floated in their hearts.

"Everyone, protect the seven orifices!"

For a short while, True Lord Tianlong, who had been silent all this time, woke up, and suddenly touched his bosom, and a very simple blue clock appeared in his hand.

Without saying a word, he stretched out a stubby finger and knocked on the clock.

"Ding!"

Huge and ear-piercing bells erupted all around, and then echoed endlessly, sweeping away towards the holy mountain.

Even though all the cultivators had covered their ears as they said, the pain in their hearts was still like thunder.

"Dongyang Bell!"

"Why is this treasure in your hands!"

Several pilgrims Yuanying turned pale with shock, as if fearful, they gathered in a corner, far away from True Lord Tianlong.

"Tongtian Lingbao!"

Unknown why, Chen Ping's eyes flashed, and he temporarily interrupted the starry sky technique.

However, True Lord Tianlong didn't pay any attention to this, and all his mana poured into the bell like a tide.

As the ringing of the bell became more and more intensive, those surrounding fifth-order giant spirits were greatly affected, their faces distorted and motionless.

A moment later, the blue ancient bell grew in size, protecting the heads of all the cultivators.

The shadow of Shanchuan's fist, which was struck by the barbarian emperor, also fell at the same time.

"Boom!"

As soon as the two came into contact, an earth-shattering thunderclap resounded through the central mountain range.

The shock waves swept by the waves shattered the rocks over and over again, crushing them into nothingness.

Chen Ping's heart moved, and he took a second look at this treasure.

As a result, the stars on the clock were dotted with familiar patterns.

It actually implies astronomical phenomena such as stars, sun, moon, etc., which is very strange.

"Boom!"

The second collision was even more terrifying.

The land with a radius of a hundred miles was in a mess, and it was all sunk into the deep sea.

A tsunami of hundreds of feet erupted from the cracks in the ground and submerged the holy mountain.

During this period, a light red light and shadow looked for a direction, turned into a flying crane and pierced upwards, and disappeared into the clouds.

After a few breaths, the astonishing impact gradually subsided.

The scarred barbarian emperor was suspended in the air, his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger.

"My lord, my subordinates request that the whole clan use all their strength to level down the pilgrimage city!"

The only king blood giant spirit left roared thunderously.

"The two foreign aid monks invited by the pilgrimage Yuanying are no small matter. Before the emperor recovers from his injuries, there is nothing he can do about them."

The barbarian emperor's thoughts circled out, and said indifferently: "The human fairy bamboo spirit root is born, you order to spread this news all over the Fancang sea area!"

"Especially the sky sparrow in Wraith Mountain Range, be sure to let it know as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

King Blood Giant Spirit replied respectfully.

"The people in mainland China are absolutely spoiled, all those above Yuandan will be killed, and the rest will be thrown into the dungeon to breed the next generation regardless of day and night."

In the past, it was too tolerant, Kong Zhenyi's betrayal made the barbarian emperor decide to cleanse the slaves.

……

deep sea area.

A huge light red flying crane escaped from the sky at an extremely fast speed.

Inside the "Flying Crane".

Chen Ping held the baby in one hand, pressed the other hand between his eyebrows, and said flatly: "The barbarian emperor did not chase us."

Hearing this, the cultivators beside him heaved a sigh of relief, with a look of rejoicing for the rest of their lives on their faces.

"Pfft!"

At this moment, True Monarch Tianlong's mouth overflowed with blood, and he sat down with a listless expression.

The sun and moon pattern on the ancient clock dimmed slightly, and retracted to its original shape with a few sizzles, and was put into his sleeve robe.

"Why did the Dongyang Bell in Tianwen Hall flow into your hand?"

Lu Yuqing said with an ugly expression.

Sun Wenqi and Chu Yang on the side also cast doubtful looks at Tianlong.

"by coincidence."

True Lord Tianlong sighed with an uncertain expression, and slowly explained the cause and effect.

And Chen Ping, who was stunned, finally understood the ins and outs.

It turned out that the Temple of Heavenly Questions is a large secret realm in the Northern Territory.

Similar to the Extreme Day Treasure Field, it is opened every thousand years, and those who hold the token can enter the palace to hunt for treasure.

200 years ago, the Temple of Heavenly Questions was born.

High-ranking monks from the North Sea swarmed in.

They teamed up to break the ban and found a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure in a cave.

It is the Dongyang Bell offered by Tianlong.

Before Chongbao, all the cultivators fought face to face.

In the end, a Nascent Soul monk was seriously injured and broke through, and fled with Dongyang Bell.

But after the end of the secret realm of Tianwen Temple, the great monk who won the Tongtian Lingbao never appeared in the Northern Territory since then.

"I did find this clock in the storage ring of a corpse."

Tianlong smiled bitterly, and argued: "To prevent misunderstandings, this treasure has been rarely used in the past 200 years."

"Fellow Daoist doesn't seem to be a monk from the Northern Territory!"

Lu Yuqing and others meant something.

"enough!"

Chen Ping frowned and scolded: "Not to mention that fellow Taoist Tianlong saved you just now, the treasures in the cultivation world are obtained by those who are destined, and Fang has short knowledge, and this is the first time he has heard the talk of dividing regions!"

The cold words are like a basin of clear water to wake up the pilgrims.

During the trip to Tianwen Temple last time, several cases paid a huge price.

The final benefit fell into the hands of an overseas monk.

Seeing Dongyang Bell suddenly, it is understandable that several people were blinded by the treasure.

"Thank you Brother Fang for making the rescue."

True Lord Tianlong gave Chen Ping a grateful look.

"Fellow Daoist is strong, if someone who doesn't know good and bad tell him to keep his mouth shut forever, there is really no need to explain."

Chen Ping swept the audience coldly, and said calmly.

Now, Lu Yuqing and the others immediately restrained all expressions that should not be shown, and their hearts became awe-inspiring.

On Manjue Continent, the combat power of the two non-northern monks was exaggerated one by one.

Fang Yuan, who seriously injured the barbarian emperor, could kill several people.

Now it's time to reap the benefits, and we must not offend him and suffer misfortune.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

At this time, a short cry suddenly broke out, and all the cultivators looked at the pink baby girl Chen Ping was holding, with hot expressions on their faces.

"I happen to know an inner sect disciple of the God Transformation force, why not send her to the Central Sea?"

The old man in the late Yuanying period pondered over and over again and suggested.

"This……"

Sun Wenqi and Chu Yang didn't answer, but looked at Chen Ping secretly.

Undoubtedly, the person who contributed the most to the scene belongs to this person.

Moreover, the personality of "Fang Yuan" is also clear to all the cultivators, and they agree with each other.

"Thinking of my junior sister, fellow daoist, do you think you have too much lifespan?"

Chen Ping sneered unceremoniously.

The hearts of all the cultivators thumped, recalling that there seemed to be a master of Huashen behind this person.

After a few breaths of silence, they dared not fight for this special "trophy".

"If it weren't for the state of my seat, it would have reached the point of exhaustion..."

On the surface, Chen Ping was very kind, but secretly, he flashed cruelty.

The value of the fairy bamboo root is beyond doubt.

If Huashen from the Central Sea learned about it, he might come to his door to recruit disciples.

The only way to keep it secret is to get rid of the entire Manjue Continent and all the pilgrims!
But just a barbarian emperor can shatter his plan.

Therefore, there is not much difference between killing or not killing the few people present.

The key point is that Tianlong Zhenjun possesses a defensive type Tongtian Lingbao, which is really not so easy to silence.

……

On the way back to the pilgrimage city, Chen Ping distributed the spoils slightly.

The corpses of the two sea tribes and the corpses of the giant spirits were all left by him on the grounds of improving the puppet technique.

The few storage shells and storage rings harvested were given to the cultivators according to their merits.

In Chen Ping's summary of "this seat has [-]% of the work", several people like puppets ended the treasure.

Under the condition that Zhenjun Tianlong didn't want to fight, the pilgrimage Yuanying had no room to resist even if he was dissatisfied.

……

Flying into the pilgrimage city, the three Nascent Souls immediately ordered the whole process to be on guard to prevent the giant spirits from counterattacking.

And the new information that the Giant Spirit Emperor has mastered the rules of power was also sent to the various sects along with a secret document.

To the panic of Lu Yuqing, Sun Wenqi and others, after the two half-step gods took Bu Ningmei away, they disappeared in the pilgrimage city without a sound.

……

Above the high sky outside the city.

True Lord Tianlong and Chen Ping laughed and talked for a while, saying goodbye to each other.

Bu Ningmei, on the other hand, held her breath respectfully, for fear of disturbing the two seniors.

She was originally retreating in the Lingshan Cave Mansion of Lianhuazong, preparing to attack the Nascent Soul.

But Chen Ping suddenly appeared and took her away.

She glanced at the baby girl in the man's arms again, and she immediately understood.

"Fellow Tianlong's Dongyang Bell doesn't seem to have any weapon spirits?"

Chen Ping said with a smile.

"To tell you the truth, fellow daoists, when I got this treasure, the original weapon spirit had already died."

After pondering for a while, True Lord Tianlong said regretfully.

"Oh?"

Chen Ping nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that this Dongyang bell, like the Heaven-cut Immortal Sword, was once a true heavenly treasure.

The baby itself is a dead thing, so there is no disaster or difficulty.

But Qi Ling will go through five kalpas in his life.

It is completely different from the human race who fails in the catastrophe and still has a chance of surviving, and the Qi Ling will be wiped out immediately if it fails to cross the catastrophe.

The Qi Ling An Yu'er in Taiqing Lingzun's Fishhook Supreme Treasure is a rare second robbery Qi Ling in this world.

"Fellow Tianlong's identity is sensitive, holding this Tongtian Lingbao seems to attract criticism."

Coughing his throat, Chen Ping hissed and said: "What do you think of Fang's two top-quality puppets fighting giant spirits?"

"If you are willing to exchange, it's okay for me to relieve your worries."

Hearing this, True Lord Tianlong shook his head resolutely, and said in a resonant voice: "I am not afraid of the slanting shadow. I have practiced so far, and none of my subordinates has taken the life of an innocent human race."

"Who isn't? You and I are the pillars of the Fancang sea area."

Seeing that Tianlong had no intention of exchanging, Chen Ping suddenly lost the interest to continue the conversation, and said goodbye with fists in his arms.

"Goodbye by fate."

Tianlong cupped his hands and smiled, his body flashed a little, and it turned into a rainbow light and escaped into the sky in just one breath.

After staring at it for a long time and frowning, Chen Ping let go of the Celestial Cutter Sword.

"Wow!"

At this time, the baby girl in her arms started to cry loudly again, kicking her arms and legs.

"Be quiet!"

Chen Ping stared, and said in a gloomy tone.

Unexpectedly, maybe she was frightened, the baby girl cried even harder, and traces of red marks also appeared on her delicately carved face.

"Brother Yuan."

On the side, Bu Ningmei said cautiously: "Is she hungry?"

"How come, I haven't eaten for a few days!"

As soon as Chen Ping finished speaking, he realized his negligence in thinking.

After the monk broke into the golden core, he stayed away from all kinds of grains.

But this baby girl is only with extraordinary heels, and has no spiritual power to nourish the five internal organs. It is very normal to feel hungry.

"Find a safe hiding place first."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Ping rolled up Bu Ningmei, turned into a beam of sword light and walked away in one direction.

Along the way, the baby girl cried louder and louder.

What Chen Ping heard was disturbed, and finally he couldn't help but plug his ears with force.

……

A certain secondary island in the Northern Territory.

A hill not more than ten feet high.

A man and a woman are staring at each other around the stone bed.

A pit was dug in the center of the bed, covered with a layer of soft fourth-order silk.

A little baby was lying on his back, smiling silly with his small eyes, and sucking his little finger.

"Do you have a first-order spiritual spring?"

Chen Ping asked with a twitching corner of his mouth.

The spirit liquid in his storage ring is of a high level, not suitable for infants to drink.

"Brother Yuan, I once read a jade slip that human infants are best fed with fresh milk."

Bu Ningmei said with a little embarrassment.

"Oh, like this."

Chen Ping frowned, staring at Bu Ningmei's big thing and said:
"You are a golden core body cultivator. The baby girl bit her tooth and broke it. I think it's still squeezed out."

After hearing this, Bu Ningmei was taken aback, and said aggrievedly: "Ningmei didn't just give birth, how could she produce milk."

"I use my power to help you give birth to milk."

After thinking about it, Chen Ping angrily pressed his palms slowly to Bu Ningmei's chest.

"呲呲"

Wisps of turbid liquid swirled out, and the rich milky fragrance immediately wafted around.

Introducing traces of milk into the baby's mouth, Chen Ping squatted down sweating profusely.

"gollum"

"gollum"

The baby girl sucked the fresh milk to her heart's content, and the crying stopped immediately.

"Haha, she is really hungry!"

Chen Ping clapped his hands and laughed, looking at the baby curiously.

But after glancing at Bu Ningmei, his expression immediately returned to indifference.

"Brother Yuan..."

Bu Ningmei covered her mouth and smiled, and suddenly felt that this monk with great supernatural powers was kind of cute.

……

A quarter of an hour later, the baby girl, who was well fed, fell asleep peacefully.

"Ningmei, do you have any complaints about giving up the first cultivation position?"

Chen Ping suddenly turned around and asked.

"Brother Yuan, where are you and I am."

Bu Ningmei called emotionally, and gently leaned on the man's shoulder.

"You can retreat with peace of mind, I will protect the law for you."

Talking neither salty nor bland, Chen Ping said leisurely:
"By the way, squeeze a batch of fresh milk and seal it before retreating. This little guy is very annoying."

……

After Bu Ningmei entered the secret room, Chen Ping jumped onto the stone bed and approached the baby girl.

Immortal bamboo spirit root, psychic sword body!

If human seeds with such qualifications are taken to the Huashen sect, they should be able to exchange for a large number of sixth-order spiritual objects.

It's a pity that he has no background, and he has rashly traded with the big forces in the central sea area. The probability of being eaten is not small.

"I myself am one of the creatures closest to the god of transformation, why should I give the beautiful jade to others?"

Chen Ping's eyes flashed brightly, and he put all distracting thoughts behind him.

Those who possess the spiritual root of the fairy bamboo have a great hope of advancing to the sixth level in the future.

And the psychic sword body endowed this baby with a good swordsmanship talent, which happened to be able to inherit his mantle.

With the power of rules and swordsmanship, the baby girl has cultivated to a high level, and she must be a strong man like him who can overcome the enemy across a small realm!
Chen Ping doesn't know which one to choose between a one-shot deal and a long-term return.

Gently put his finger on the baby girl's eyebrows, and looking inside, he found that there were light green streams of air floating like bamboo leaves near her heart.

The aura of fairy bamboo that bears the rules!
There are seven strands in total.

Let the air of the fairy bamboo stay in the body, the baby girl can wash the marrow and cut the bone, and improve the physical fitness.

And if it is absorbed by the spirit bamboo, the quality of the spirit bamboo can be improved by leaps and bounds.

This is Chen Ping's purpose of rescuing her at all costs.

"There are many pills to improve your physique in the world, and I will make up for you in the future."

After muttering, Chen Ping felt suction in his hands.

Not long after, a wisp of cold air beat in the palm of his hand.

……

Two days later, the quality of the oldest green tribulation thunder bamboo rose to the seventh rank!
Five wisps of Immortal Bamboo Qi were used up.

After confirming that there was no hope for Lei Zhu to advance to the eighth rank, Chen Ping stopped the drawing.

Leave two wisps of fairy bamboo energy in the baby girl's body.

"Where can I find the Grand Master of Artifact Refining?"

Chen Ping couldn't wait to refine Lei Zhu into a heavenly treasure.

There are quite a few Nascent Soul Refiners in the outer seas.

With such a precious material in his hands, he must invite the most skilled to do it.

Just thinking about it, there was movement under my feet.

The baby girl's small mouth moved and her big eyes looked around.

"Hungry again?"

Chen Ping was speechless, and gave out a milk spring to feed.

Then, he started a formal retreat to heal his wounds.

……

two months later.

Chen Ping's face was livid, and he flew to the sea with the baby girl in his arms.

"Cry again, and I will throw you into the sea to feed the fish!"

Said viciously, Chen Ping threatened depressedly.

Feeding and cleaning poop is fairly easy.

A spell can solve it.

However, this little girl has a troublesome personality, and she often cries after half an hour of light sleep.

After studying for a long time, Chen Ping realized that the baby needs to be coaxed.

But how could he have time to play with him.

"Catch two nuns to feed?"

Thinking about it, Chen Ping denied this idea.

"How did I forget it!"

Suddenly, with an idea, Chen Ping grabbed the baby girl and returned to the cave.

After the spirit beast bracelet lit up, Da Hui flapped his wings and flew out.

After receiving the master's voice transmission, the fifth-order spirit worm refused repeatedly in fright.

……

"giggle"

"giggle"

For a moment, clear laughter echoed in the secret room.

True Monarch Big Hui desperately flew around the house.

On the back was a large Zhangxu cradle made of fourth-order spiritual bamboo, and the baby girl was lying in it, laughing constantly amidst the bumps.

"Little fool."

Chen Ping snorted and concentrated on healing.

The barbarian emperor's supernatural powers made him restrain his previous pride.

Even if you can win alone, it is a miserable victory.

It is easy to suffer big losses if you underestimate the hundreds of families in the world.

……

"Da Hui, take her outside the island."

"Dahui, catch some butterflies for her."

"Dahui, you took her to me and threw her away!"

The days go by like this.

Four years later, Hill Cave Mansion.

A fair and clean girl with shofar braids sat obediently, and above her, a serious man in purple robe closed his eyes to rest.

But this girl looks honest, but her bare feet are drawing carelessly on the sand.

"Uncle, why do you have a name, and Dahui has a name, but I don't?"

After a while, the girl seemed to be tired of playing alone, and asked with big eyes blinking.

"You are young."

Chen Ping slightly opened his eyes and said lightly.

"Master, Da Hui thought of a good name."

At this time, Chong'er who was lying on the side spoke through voice transmission.

"you?"

Chen Ping snorted disdainfully.

"Chen Fuyao, a lotus is a lotus flower, which is not stained by mud. It is a metaphor for her dark birth but has nothing to do with her future."

"It's far away, and the way of desire is boundless, which fits her cultivation talent."

Da Hui shook his head and screamed.

Some comments made Chen Ping fall into silence.

"Who taught you these literary things?"

Chen Ping asked suspiciously.

A little bug actually read through the scriptures of the human race, and he wouldn't believe it even if he was killed.

"On an island, Dahui turned into a human and found a champion man, and spent two low-grade spirit stones to buy the name."

Seeing that he was spotted by the master at a glance, Da Hui said embarrassingly.

"Oh."

Chen Ping nodded slightly.

In these years, he spends most of his time in closed-door practice.

The baby girl was basically single-handedly raised by Da Hui.

The relationship between one person and one worm is quite deep.

"Chen Fuyao!"

Then, Chen Ping sipped in a low voice, and said with a glint in his eyes:

"From today onwards, you will have a long way to go to cultivate your spirit, practice Qi, build foundation, Yuandan, Jindan, Yuanying."

　Thank you Tong Lingyu for the 5-point reward!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)