Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 709 The grievances have been cleared, and the halfway fights (Xie Haoyu Hai Dinghai Supreme's Silver League!)

Lu Yu, the ancestor of Qianfazong.

Chen Ping wiped the stele lightly with his sleeve robe, his eyes were extremely calm.

After more than a thousand years passed, he no longer cared about the name and the experience of his previous life.

But the expressions of the two Nascent Soul Patriarchs of Qianfa Shengzong changed dramatically. While staring at the stele, there was a hint of panic.

About 200 years ago, in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range, a mansion suspected to be mighty was born.

At that time, Chang Zhuming and Jiao Qian, the two veteran golden elixirs in front of them, together with the rising star Xia Yuanshi of Tianlinggen, and a fake elixir who acted as a path-finding thug went inside to hunt for treasure.

Half a month later, the three golden elixirs returned safely.

Only one of the weakest companions is missing.

It was the deceased person on the tablet, Lu Yu, a fake alchemy monk of Qianfazong.

"What is the relationship between this face-to-face senior and him?"

Chang Zhuming and Jiao Gan were panicked and guessed.

With the two people's Nascent Soul Realm's Tongtian cultivation base, they are also sweating coldly.

Although this purple-robed man did not deliberately release the coercion.

But the vague and increasingly clear sense of oppression made the two of them startled and frightened.

It must be Hua Shen Ling Zun!

"Lu Yu is one of the former ancestors of the sect. Dare to ask what is the relationship between the predecessors and him?"

Chang Zhuming tried to calm down and asked respectfully.

"Ancestor? An ancestor who was sealed after death?"

Chen Ping smiled impressively, his eyes remained still, and fell on Chang Zhuming's face.

This uncle is good at dancing, while the other one is much more taciturn.

At the time of Qian Fazong, he preferred to get along with Chang Zhuming.

After hearing this, Chang Zhuming and Jiao Gan had an ominous premonition in their hearts.

This human spirit master obviously came for Lu Yu.

But the cause and effect are completely illogical.

You know, before the fake Dan Luyu was recruited into the sect, he was just a boy from a fishing village.

How could it be possible to get even the slightest bit of contact with the cultivator of Huashen?

"Lu Yu has made countless contributions in his life, and we will make an exception for him to be in the same ancestral hall as the golden elixir of the sect."

Chang Zhuming said tremblingly.

"Fake Dan's path is hopeless, and in the eyes of the two of you, he is just a cannon fodder. If you leave the killing and extermination to him, wouldn't you have made countless contributions!"

Chen Ping paused every word, and said indifferently:

"According to your sect's third sect rule, what crime should Yinbao wantlessly kill his fellow sect because of enmity?"

As soon as the sound fell, Jiao Gan and Chang Zhuming couldn't help looking at each other, their bodies were all shaken violently.

Jiao Gan's right hand hidden in the sleeve robe lightly moved.

"Crack!"

However, before a faint purple glow flew out of the door, Chen Ping grabbed it lightly and held it in his hands.

Seeing this, the faces of the two Nascent Souls were ashen.

Those who come are not good, and all the formations that open the sect may be able to compete with Huashen one or two.

But as the array flag was intercepted halfway, the last glimmer of hope also came to nothing.

"Emperor Hao, the giant spirit of Beichuan who encircled and suppressed Ziwei Xingzong, fled in my hands, so I advise you two to cooperate obediently, and don't get involved too much."

"Thousand Dharma Sacred Sect has flourished for thousands of years, and the total number of monks and mortals who are related to each other is almost the same if there are no tens of millions."

With a threatening tone in his tone, Chen Ping squeezed his five fingers together and crushed the formation flag.

A mere Nascent Soul cultivator, he didn't know how many slaughtered before he transformed into a god, let alone now.

One thought of life, one thought of death, or life is worse than death.

……

"The Giant Spirit Emperor Hao in the mid-sixth stage!"

Chang Zhuming's and Jiao Gan's complexions were even paler and lifeless.

Qianfa Shengzong has heard the news.

A great sword cultivator of Huashen repelled Emperor Hao and saved Ziwei Xingzong.

Doesn't that mean that the man in front of him is much stronger than the Zongmen backer Beidou Lingzun?

What's more, Senior Beidou has already left the Great Easy Realm.

"Who is Lu Yu's senior?"

Jiao Gan, who didn't say a word, let out a deep sigh, and a short sentence seemed to consume all his energy.

"I?"

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows, and pointed at the second floor of the ancestral hall with five fingers.

The next moment, a gray and white scroll floated down and unfolded slowly.

Dense portraits of monks.

The high-rise jade platform, pushing cups and changing cups, seems to be attending a grand celebration.

This is a painting that records fragments of Qianfazong's past.

Chang Zhuming's expression changed, this was painted by himself.

Back then, several masters of Qianfazong were invited to participate in the Nascent Soul Celebration of a large sect 30 miles away.

After several people presented their congratulatory gifts, they were arranged in a corner.

Many years have passed, and the strength of Qianfazong has far surpassed that sect.

He often expressed his feelings and drew this picture with pride, urging the younger generation to forge ahead.

The picture itself doesn't make much sense.

But what shocked him was that there was also an old man who didn't want to remember in the painting of the celebration!

"Yuan Qing has been dead for a long time, I killed him."

Chen Ping pointed to the unsmiling old man at the top of the picture scroll, and said with emotion:

"Most of the monks who participated in the True Monarch Ceremony that year have passed away by reincarnation."

After speaking, in the panic of the two Nascent Souls who were at a loss, Chen Ping's body turned into bubbles with a "bang".

Then, little by little light blends into the painting.

Moments later, at the bottom of the scroll, an insignificant dim light suddenly lit up.

Among the black heads, a figure squatting halfway in front of the table burst into glory, and immediately came to life.

"Two uncles, long time no see."

The figure turned his face to the side, his black eyes remained calm.

"You...you are Lu Yu?"

"Impossible... This is impossible at all, he blew himself up and his body has already disappeared..."

Jiao Gan and Chang Zhuming were stunned and terrified in their hearts.

Even if Lu Yu escaped with a trace of soul, he survived the rumored thunder robbery.

But in just over 1000 years of reincarnation practice, how could he suddenly become Huashen Lingzun?
"The grand ceremony of the spiritual master of this seat has not yet been held, but unfortunately the two of you probably won't be able to come."

The person in the painting sips his wine lightly and blows it with a "huh".

A trace of spiritual fire overflowed, burning the scroll to ashes.

……

Chen Ping's figure reappeared, his spirit moved, and the two Nascent Souls couldn't move immediately.

"Please both of you get some sleep."

Talking lightly, Chen Ping divided his palms and pressed Chang Zhuming's and Jiao Gan's heads.

The difference between spirit and soul is several times, and it is easy for him to perform the soul search technique.

Nearly [-] years of memory passed by like flowing water.

Chen Ping wandered in the sea of ​​consciousness between the two, and finally found the memory from more than 1000 years ago.

The outermost hall of the secret realm of the cave in the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.

In the center of the hall, on a plate supported by a white jade pillar, a small figure with closed eyes is floating in the air.

Infant Transformation Pill!
Jiao Gan and Chang Zhuming stared at the pill, breathing more and more heavily.

"Such a treasure, if you sell the sect, it won't be worth half of it!"

Chang Zhuming's heart is hot.

"Senior Nephew Lu Yu's path is cut off, only Senior Brother Chang and Junior Brother Xia who are qualified to compete with me for this pill!"

Jiao Gan was also heartbroken.

Sensing this, Chen Ping frowned slightly.

When Jindan cultivator suddenly saw Huaying Pill, it was very normal for him to have some thoughts and even malicious intentions.

"continue."

Chen Ping's eyes turned cold, and strange dharma seals penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness of both of them.

But suddenly, a shocking change happened.

A circle of extremely dazzling black lights shot out from the memories of the two of them.

Immediately afterwards, round after round of dark air waves rolled out.

"External demon!"

Breathing stagnantly, Chen Ping narrowed his eyes deeply.

He has dealt with the Chongtian Outer Demon many times, and he is very familiar with the breath of this race.

But he did not act rashly.

Because the power of this foreign demon exists in the memories of Chang Zhuming and Jiao Gan.

Not the current manifestation.

"Kill, kill Lu Yu first!"

"You can't let a fake pill know the secret of Chongbao. His death for the sect is a worthy death!"

The faces of Jiao Gan and Chang Zhuming revealed an unprecedented ferocious look.

In an instant, three golden pills shot at Lu Yu at the same time.

"Boom!"

The loud noise shook the cave.

Lu Yu's eyes were full of despair, and he blew up the fake pill.

After the roar settled down, the three looked dull, and all looked at each other incredulously.

After a while, the three golden alchemy uncles silently took away the Huaying Pill and continued to break the ban.

It was as if an insignificant companion had died.

In fact, Chen Ping did not find guilt or remorse from the memories of the two of them.

A stele was built for Lu Yu in the ancestral hall because the thriving sect needs some examples.

"I was really a worthless ant back then."

Closing his eyes in a self-deprecating manner, Chen Ping quickly digested the follow-up memories of the two.

It was the same as what he suspected later.

The master of the Mystery Realm of the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range is actually a cultivator at the early stage of Transformation God.

He left his complete inheritance in Zuohua Cave Mansion.

Huaying Pill is just one of the less important ones.

Since then, Qianfazong, who has searched for all benefits, has ushered in a soaring development.

The three golden elixir broke into Yuanying one after another.

And the reason why Xia Yuanshi was chosen by Beidou to enter the gate wall was because Qian Fazong dedicated a magic weapon left by the master of the secret realm to it.

A water-attribute spirit treasure that reaches the sky!

On that day, the Beidou hung the wine gourd around the waist.

Under the effect of the soul search technique, Jiao Gan and Chang Zhuming twitched non-stop, showing pain.

After staring blankly for a while, Chen Ping lightly opened his lips: "According to the rules of the sect, those who kill fellow sects will be killed without mercy."

……

The flames were so strong that they melted the two corpses in an instant.

The two soul lamps on the left side also went out at the same time.

Chen Ping put the stele back to its original position, his brows tightened.

"If it's not in the catastrophe, why does the outer demon come from the heart?"

He was always incomprehensible.

Chang Zhuming and Jiao Gan are the dark side of their heart induced by external demons.

They don't even notice it themselves.

But in front of Chen Ping, who had lost his soul, there was nowhere to hide the traces left by the foreign demons.

Moreover, there is another strange thing.

It was the first time I saw Jinzhu, which was placed in the mouth of a Pixiu sculpture outside the Huayingdan Palace.

Although Chen Ping looked at it back then, he didn't care.

But the strange thing is, in the memory of the two uncles, there is no shadow of Jinzhu at all.

In other words, apart from him, no known creature could capture the golden bead!
"The monk sitting in the cave is by no means the former owner of Jin Zhu, otherwise he would have mastered such a high-level resource, and his path would not have fallen at the early stage of transformation."

Chen Ping concluded with a flash of light.

Will the sudden appearance of the foreign demon be related to Jinzhu?
He subconsciously looked at Dantian.

The movement was still, as if he was staring deeply at the dead Jin Zhu.

"Knocking on the gate of heaven together is very fortunate and honorable."

Chen Ping smiled slightly, feeling relieved.

He sent the two martial uncles back to the west without getting to the bottom of it, which has proved everything in himself.

"Let's end it first."

Moving his hands behind his back, Chen Ping walked out through the door.

According to the information in the soul search, Xia Yuanshi, the youngest and most talented junior master uncle, was summoned away by Beidou Lingzun many years ago.

Calculating the time, it was probably at the point when Chen Ping had just passed the catastrophe.

Presumably the Beidou avatar failed to seek alliance that day, so he went directly to Qianfa Shengzong to take away his disciple.

"Is Xia Yuanshi ready to transform into a god?"

Chen Ping's tone was calm.

Even if the three uncles were scapegoats, he never planned to let them go.

What's more, the external demon reflects the original heart, which is only greatly magnified.

Now that Chang Zhuming and Jiao Gan were dealt with, the remaining masters and apprentices of Beidou could not escape his clutches.

……

Thousand Dharma Holy Sect.

The bustling mountains are full of people.

The monks of this sect either retreated and made breakthroughs, or came and went in a hurry to exchange.

They still don't know that the top combat power of the Sanctuary Sect has already fallen by half in one day.

A gray ray of light fell.

The fan-shaped Taoist instrument spread out steadily and flatly.

The manipulator at the front is a middle-aged monk in the early Yuan Dan period.

The huge Taoist space is full of children ranging in age from seven or eight to fifteen or six years old.

They all looked curiously and devoutly at the Qianfa Mountain Range.

"Senior brother, did the spirit testing conference go well this time? A few years ago, you poached a seedling of the earth spirit root from me, which caused my junior disciples to fail me. I'm still very angry!"

Inside the mountain, a young monk greeted him, pretending to be sullen.

"Here, this kid is an earth-level spiritual root, and he has become your apprentice. You and I owe nothing to each other. I will invite you to compete in the arena when I talk about senior brother in the future!"

The middle-aged Yuan Dan who was driving the Taoist weapon snorted coldly, and touched the rear casually.

Then, a nine-year-old boy timidly left the team.

"Hey, senior brother has a heart."

The young monk nodded in satisfaction.

Under the leadership of the two Yuan Dan deacons, the cultivation seedlings who passed the survey meeting entered the mountain one by one to welcome the beginning of their respective paths.

At the same time, the four elements are above the sky.

A man stood there for a long time with no expression on his face, and finally drew his spirit sword, and fled away without looking back.

……

Great Easy Realm Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.

This is a well-known fierce place.

In the mountains that stretch for tens of thousands of miles, there are hundreds of species of monsters, and there are many monster kings of the fifth rank.

But a man shuttled freely as if entering no one's land.

Before a peak, he stopped moving suddenly.

The figure flickered and fell down.

Half a day later, Chen Ping left Wanshou Mountain without showing any emotion.

There is no need to come again in the future.

The ruins of the Dongfu have long been covered up and destroyed by the Qianfa Shengzong.

And Jin Zhu never gave any response.

……

Qingyue City.

A remote city under the command of Qianfa Shengzong.

The person in charge of the city's affairs is nothing more than a disciple of the Qianfa inner sect who is at the peak of foundation establishment.

In the west of the city, a spacious compound with three entrances and three exits.

A child who was only a few years old was dripping with sweat, struggling to control a half-foot water dragon.

"Boom!"

The spell slammed into the nearby rockery, instantly tearing it apart.

"Master Chen, has Sheng'er improved?"

The toddler clapped his hands and said happily.

But he was not too close to a purple-robed man sitting in the gazebo.

Obviously, he was quite afraid of this person in his heart.

"Continue, cast spells one hundred times a day without interruption."

The purple-robed man poured a cup of hot tea comfortably, and ordered lightly.

"Yes!"

The toddler's complexion collapsed, and he began to repeat the boring incantations again.

He did not dare to disobey Master Chen's order.

Two years ago, this person popped out of nowhere.

Directly let the elders in the clan treat them like honored guests and serve them respectfully.

A few days later, Master Chen proposed to support the juniors in the clan.

And Lan Sheng, who was only five years old at that time, was very lucky to be picked by Chen Shixiang.

……

In the middle of the night, Yehua falls.

Xiao Lansheng, who was exhausted from practicing, had fallen asleep.

Suddenly, a silent black shadow flashed.

"More than 1000 years have passed, and this little guy, who has been separated by countless generations, still looks two or three points like her."

His body was suspended, and Chen Ping smiled lightly.

The Lan family, Senior Sister Lan.

A guide who gave great help to the boy in the fishing village.

Back then, he was infatuated with Senior Sister Lan.

However, the senior sister ended up marrying an elder in the Yuan Dan realm.

But the husband and wife both fell in a treasure hunt in a secret realm.

After refining the fake alchemy, his temperament changed drastically.

Nor did he have the heart to protect the Lan family.

After thousands of years, the Lan family, which was considered strong at the beginning, has fallen to the point where the lineage of the Qianfazong has been broken.

Go to this remote town to settle down.

"This majestic human spirit still remembers your kindness in the past. If Senior Sister Lan has a spirit in the sky, she must be relieved."

Chen Ping muttered softly, stretched out his hand, and a ball of black light rushed into Lan Sheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

This awareness can ensure that this child can advance to Yuan Dan relatively smoothly.

In a hundred years, the rise of the Lan family in Qingyue City is no problem.

After this night, the monks of the Lan family never saw Master Chen again.

Everyone guessed that it was a Jindan senior who was related to the ancestors of the family.

……

"woooooo"

At a height of more than ten thousand feet above the ground, a yellow-toothed skull as big as a mountain flew rapidly.

The pervasive gorefiend air caused the creatures within a thousand miles to retreat.

Chen Ping leaned on his head and closed his eyes slightly.

"Big fat buttocks, small waist seductive..."

After listening carefully, he was still humming an out-of-tune ditty.

After wandering around in Qingyue City for two years, he was not less romantic and happy.

Of course, it only stops at lip service.

Throughout the time since he embarked on cultivation, he often faced more dangerous situations and stronger opponents when he broke through a realm.

Rarely does leisure come like this.

There is no other reason.

Several old enemies of the sixth rank are all in the distant Haoyu Sea.

He who does not intend to return for the time being is beyond his reach.

And the Sky Void Demon Emperor and Giant Spirit Hao Emperor in the Southern Territory will not get rid of them for a while.

However, with Chen Ping's intelligence, how could he be stumped.

Since there are no ready-made enemies, take the initiative to make friends with all parties.

"Tai Yi Yan's divine method is dedicated to killing the three major races, so my target is mainly on the human race's transformation gods and the demon race's demon emperor."

Chen Ping thought secretly as the soles of his feet knocked against the skull's yellow teeth.

As for the Sea Clan that relies on the deep sea environment, they are almost extinct in Tianyan Continent.

Killing giant spirits and other races, his supernatural powers are only comparable to those of the powerful mid-stage god transformation.

However, due to the damage of the second stage of the Coral Dharma, most of the human race, monster race, and sea race in the middle stage of the sixth level encountered him, and most of them would have narrow escapes.

"There are three Taiyi Xuanji swords, one Tianjian sword, and the Guiyuan sword presented by fellow Taoist Ziwei, only the last two are short of a complete set of sword formations that can reach the sky."

Chen Ping pondered over the means of increasing his supernatural powers.

If seven heaven-reaching spirit swords are collected to form a sword formation, the giant spirit Emperor Hao will not be far from death.

Haohuang's physical body beyond common sense made him never forget it.

This genie must have some great opportunities in his hands.

But Tongtian Lingjian is not a weed in the medicine garden, even if it has been passed down for many years, it may not be found in the Huashen Sect.

"Do you want to destroy a sword cultivator's super power?"

Chen Ping frowned, but still rejected it.

Before he possesses the supernatural power to cross the Tianyan Continent, he doesn't want to become an evil cultivator from the outside world like Old Monster Xu.

In the current situation, we can only go to Master Pu to find a solution.

When he refined Leibao last time, he didn't and didn't bring the materials.

With the master's craftsmanship, it is not difficult to cook porridge without rice.

……

months later.

Chen Ping rushes to the outside of Aoyun.

Originally, it would not have taken so long.

But he has been searching for the breath of sixth-order creatures halfway, which greatly delayed his speed.

What makes him depressed is that Tianyan Continent is too vast.

A mere one or two hundred sixth ranks is like a drop in the ocean.

He didn't run into any of them.

The strongest fifth-order peak monster was slaughtered by him.

"Forget it, let's enter the Aoyun Realm first."

Chen Ping restrained his mind, and when he was about to fly down, his face suddenly tightened, and his spiritual consciousness swept out wildly.

The next moment, two black light balls, one large and one small, appeared strangely.

"Shh!"

With a flash of the white fin, Chen Ping easily avoided it.

The two balls of light continued to fall, flattening a mountain below.

"The magical attack of the cultivator who transforms the gods!"

Chen Ping is not afraid of being overjoyed.

Judging from the trajectory, this technique was not a deliberate attack, but he was innocently affected.

Obviously, in the extremely distant Zhongtian, there are at least two sixth-orders fighting fiercely.

"By the way, I haven't picked up a big leak yet."

Then, Chen Ping's figure blurred and quietly blended into the space.

……

The sky of four yuan is heavy, and the cold wind howls.

The surrounding meteorites and flying rocks have long since been wiped out.

After a breath, Chen Ping swept away the black vortex hundreds of miles away in surprise.

The center of this zhang-kuan hole is as black as ink, without any light leaking out.

On the contrary, the surrounding area fluctuates from big to small, and it keeps devouring everything.

The already distorted space nearby immediately showed signs of being torn into it.

But within a radius of ten thousand miles, there is clearly no breath of life.

Such a strange scene is really frightening.

"Space rule or space treasure?"

Chen Ping shrank his eyes, and retreated a thousand miles calmly.

He can be sure that the two opponents are fighting in the black vortex.

"Boom!"

At this moment, there was a loud explosion, and the black hole suddenly sank downward.

It moved to a low altitude like a teleportation, and burst up and down.

In Chen Ping's eyes, at the same time as the black hole burst, countless black cracks that were several feet thick or small inches emerged one by one.

Then there was a piercing sound of thousands of knives clashing, and the lightning extended in all directions.

from a distance.

The end of the line of sight is like a huge mirror being shattered at once, which is shocking.

A shrill scream came out, and the sound was what Chen Ping had been thinking about day and night...

"Xu Wugui?"

Chen Ping pinched the corner of his eyes, no matter what Sanqi 21's fingers frantically tapped, countless swords and shields wrapped around his body.

Old Freak Xu's words had a strong sense of dialect, he would never get it wrong!

But what surprised him was that the strength of the supernatural power that was dropped unintentionally just now was not high, at most it was in the middle stage of transformation, otherwise he would have no intention of mixing it from the beginning.

But if it is really Old Freak Xu, even if his realm retreats by a small level, it is absolutely impossible to fall into a desperate situation.

"Unbelievable!"

At the same time, accompanied by a woman's scream like a tsunami, a huge soul power swept across the void.

It turned into a beautiful huge coral in an instant!

　Thank you God for the Silver Award!Thanks man!

　　
　
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