Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 80
An hour after Chen Ping left, Xue Yun had already packed her bags.

She put the poisonous bee swarm and the clear water turtle eggs into the spirit beast bag, and then lit a fire.

In an instant, all the items in the closed room were burned to ashes.

"Father, brother, wait for me to come back!"

After closing the formation, Xue Yun resolutely went out of the cave, aiming at the ferry of Haichang Island.

……

The sea waves are surging, and a small boat is driving on the water, like a leaf blowing away in the wind.

After a while, the boat approached the coast slowly.

On the front deck, a monk in green clothes jumped onto the beach.

This monk is naturally Chen Ping who left from Haichang Island.

He drove the spirit boat to sail for more than 800 miles in one go, and arrived at Xiuning Island in just a few hours.

This island is the residence of the Guan family.

The patriarch, Guan Hongjian, is a veteran monk at the peak of Qi training.

There are also a few masters in the Qi training level [-] and [-] in the clan, compared to the Liu family in Ci'an Island, they are much stronger.

Guan Jialing is well-known for its superb planting skills, and many monks come to ask for medicine every year.

Just as Chen Ping received the spirit boat, another piece of offshore sea more than a hundred feet away, a delicate boat stopped immediately.

Then, a tall and well-dressed girl jumped off the boat.

This girl had a childlike and pure look on her face, but her expression was solemn, as if she was worried and worried.

She patted the storage bag, put away the spirit boat, turned a blind eye to Chen Ping who was not far away, and ran towards the island with her head buried.

"Small spirit boat, forget it."

Chen Ping calmly withdrew his gaze.

If the woman was driving a medium-sized spirit boat, he wouldn't mind taking it by force.

A mere monk at the eighth level of Qi training cannot be called an opponent at all.

……

As soon as he landed on the island, Chen Ping felt refreshed and stretched his muscles comfortably.

Although the spiritual power here cannot be compared with Haichang Island, it is fresh and refreshing, with a hint of herbal and fruity aroma.

It should be because the Guan family planted a large number of spiritual plants.

In such a small place as Xiuning Island, Chen Ping went around a few times and found the Guanfu.

"What can you do, Your Excellency?"

Outside the mansion, a young man with a third level of qi training blocked the door, with vigilant eyes.

Chen Ping looked indifferent but did not answer.

Then, he found an acquaintance through the half-open door, so he raised his voice and shouted: "Deacon Guan, Chen Ping is here to visit."

In the front yard thousands of feet away from the gate, two monks, a man and a woman, were walking towards the back hall.

Upon hearing this, the Taoist robed male cultivator stopped walking immediately, turned around and greeted him, with a bright smile on his face: "Your guest is coming, please come in, Fellow Daoist Chen!"

"Friend Daoist Guan, please stay safe."

Chen Ping nodded.

This thin old man is the deacon of the Guan family who sold Huo Shacao at the exchange of visits, Guan Shuozhou.

"Dong Er, don't get out of the way! Daoyou Chen is a direct descendant of the Chen family in Haichang!"

Guan Shuozhou scowled and scolded unhappily.

"what!"

This young man named Guan Dong hurriedly moved out of the aisle, showing a submissive expression: "Chen...Senior, please come in."

The Haichang Chen family is a large-scale force with five foundation-building monks, and the Guan family is proud of it.

In previous years, the descendants of the Chen family who came to the island and their families would treat them with courtesy, not to mention the dignified direct descendants!

"Why did Chen Daoyou visit in person? The little old man still thinks that he will send Huo Shacao to your mansion next month!"

Guan Shuozhou said with a smile, spread his hands, bent slightly and led Chen Ping into the mansion.

"I'm going to go out for a while, so I'll come to you to get the medicine first."

Chen Ping said lightly.

"Is it over for the two of you to reminisce about the old days? You can't delay Yao's affairs!"

The tall slender woman who was walking to the back hall quickly changed her complexion when she saw Guan Shuozhou returned to receive others, and a cold light appeared in her eyes.

Isn't this woman with a baby face the one who landed on the island almost at the same time as Chen Ping just now.

"Fellow Daoist Chen Ping, please come into the living room and have a cup of spiritual tea."

Guan Shuozhou laughed a few times, cursing in his heart: "He is a monk of the Chen family, I don't even have time to flatter you, you are a casual cultivator who knows nothing!"

"Friend Daoist Guan, there is no need to delay my affairs, you should greet me first!"

Chen Ping's expression was as usual, and he showed no intention of giving in to her.

"Is Haichang Chen really so domineering?"

The woman surnamed Yao's voice turned cold, and she said in shock and anger.

Listening to her tone, it seems that she has something to rely on, and she is not afraid of Chen Ping's identity.

Chen Ping glanced at her indifferently, ignored her, and said to Guan Shuozhou, "Guan Taoist friend, I need sixty Huosha grass plants, the age of which must not be less than 50 years."

"How dare you, do you know who the tutor is? How dare you, a qi cultivator, jump in line to make trouble for what the old man told you to do?"

The female cultivator surnamed Yao was furious and screamed.

If it wasn't for Master's serious injury and inconvenient movement, why would she suffer in this small family.

"This……"

Guan Shuozhou stroked his forehead, feeling in a dilemma.

This beautiful female cultivator is not a casual cultivator. It seems that there is a foundation establishment cultivator behind her.

But the ordinary young monk beside him is not an ordinary person.

Regardless of his background, the story of him defeating Chen Dieyu a few months ago and keeping his lineage status has spread to Xiuning Island.

Such a qi-training monk with great supernatural powers who is expected to build a foundation, he dared not offend Shuozhou even more.

"Oh?"

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows, and said darkly: "I don't care who your master is, but this is my Chen family's sea area, no matter it's a dragon or a snake, you have to coil it for me!"

After all, he looked at Guan Shuozhou meaningfully.

Being stared at by him like this, Guan Shuozhou immediately shivered.

Yes!

His Guan family is just a small force attached to it, and the entire Xiuning Island is a reward from the Chen family.

Even if there is a Foundation Establishment cultivator behind this nun, the elders of the Chen family are not vegetarians.

"Chen Daoyou, I'm going to the cemetery to pick fire grass."

Having figured out the key, Guan Shuozhou made a decisive choice.

"You Daoist Yao are sorry, please wait a moment."

"When you settle the bill later, the little old man will give you a [-]% discount."

Guan Shuozhou apologized and remedied.

Now that the matter has come to this point, he can only try his best to reduce the senior's dissatisfaction with his family.

"No need!"

The female cultivator surnamed Yao snorted coldly, her face was like a glacier.

"Dare to be arrogant in front of me, Yao Yueshang. If this was on Feiyue Island, I would have beaten you to your knees and begged for mercy."

"When I go back, I will definitely report this matter to Master and let him be the master."

"Using Master's means, the life of this rampant monk surnamed Chen will definitely be worse than death!"

Thinking about it, she simply closed her beautiful eyes, rolled up the folds of her skirt, and slowly found a chair and sat down.

Just as she was pulling her skirt, a gust of fragrant wind blew away, and a few grains of rouge powder as fine as dust floated onto Chen Ping's shoulders.

Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness was extremely powerful, and he immediately noticed the little tricks arranged by this woman.

"court death!"

He had a strong killing intent in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface, sitting in front of the female cultivator surnamed Yao.

(End of this chapter)