Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 882 A Blessing in Misfortune
Chen Ping has experienced the danger of endangering his life countless times since he practiced Taoism.

When Zhixian and Tianyao teamed up to capture him, he didn't even have a chance to enter the Golden Pearl.

At that time, all levels of mana, soul, and rules were crushed, and he was completely powerless to fight back.

Even entering Jinzhu for refuge is an extravagant hope.

But at this moment, Chen Ping was bombarded by the sword energy from beyond the sky for no reason. While Chen Ping felt deeply strange and frightened, he released what he had learned in his life without reservation.

His physical body does not yet have the strength of Dao, so it is reasonable to be smashed after being locked.

But the toughness of the soul gave Chen Ping time to delay.

Although the sword energy from this suppressing killing possessed unparalleled killing power, it couldn't destroy his consciousness in an instant.

"Boom!"

The power of space was overwhelming, and found a way to survive in the blockade of sword energy.

Chen Ping didn't hesitate anymore, he abandoned his physical body, and his spirit escaped into the golden bead.

At this time, the two sword holes in his soul were already in a state of destruction, echoing everything in the swallow.

His entire consciousness was ignited within the vitality fairy fire.

But the speed at which the sword qi explodes is beyond the reach of the rules of the Four Transformations.

What's even more frightening is that after the soul is broken up, it will usually be broken into soul threads, and then turned into powder.

But the hesitant attack in the sword hole completely skipped the middle step.

Chen Ping is far from out of danger now!

And the way to prevent the collapse of the soul is naturally the emerald land in the golden bead space.

……

"Click"

"Click"

On the emerald land, Chen Ping's spirit continued to shatter.

That celestial sword energy seemed to be immortal, it had to wipe out all his consciousness, not even the miraculous effect of the emerald land could save him.

The contest of survival from the dead immediately kicked off.

"Bah!"

Chen Ping's eyes turned cold, and he resolutely divided his soul.

This initiative brought him even greater disaster.

The two holes on the sword qi seem to have eyes and intelligence.

No matter how many soul silks he divides, they are always with him.

Hundreds of millions of soul silks have doubled sword holes.

"Divided again!"

Without hesitation, Chen Ping relied on his understanding of the soul path, densely packed, like the soul threads of black fry splitting again.

This is an extremely dangerous process.

You must know that the soul of a living being is a collection of consciousness.

If the differentiation is too fragmented, the consciousness of the creature will shatter little by little and lose its memory.

Just like Chen Ping at this moment.

His thoughts have been intermittent, and he can't even form a complete thought.

"My seat, Chen Ping!"

"This seat, Chen Ping, the mighty late stage of Void Refinement!"

Holding tight to a trace of clarity, he is engaged in a life-and-death struggle.

Once the [-] million soul silks were divided, Chen Ping's divine sense was in uncontrollable pain.

In an instant, who am I and who is me is full of confusion.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the sword hole was like a gangrene attached to the bone, covering hundreds of millions of soul threads.

"Its power has not yet reached its limit!"

Seeing this, Chen Ping did not hesitate to divide his soul again.

"Buzz!"

Hundreds of millions of buzzing sounds in the sea of ​​consciousness overlapped at the same time.

At this time, his consciousness was already blurred, and he only remembered that he was called "Chen Ping".

The Heavenly Sword Qi didn't intend to let him go.

Hundreds of millions of attacks splashed together, and in the blink of an eye, Chen Ping's soul threads all shattered, as if he had fallen countless times in one breath.

The great terror of death looms endlessly.

He had to face his deepest fears.

Daobang!

When the soul strands were shattered one by one, his memory and consciousness tended to be muddled.

However, there is no such thing as an unparalleled path. After the soul thread is divided, there is also a flaw in the attack of the sword energy outside the sky.

Its strength is not enough to cover all the soul silk!

After a wave of swords that destroyed the sky and the earth, there were still two strands of soul threads that escaped the catastrophe in the space of the golden bead.

Small and weak, like a candle in the wind.

But it is tough and unmatched, and it will last for a long time!
"I am still here."

Chen Ping's consciousness remained motionless.

When his soul was almost completely wiped out, his thinking could only last for half a breath.

After the cycle, he will forget who he is again.

"I am still here……"

The remaining two strands of soul silk kept repeating this process.

His belief is like a seed dropped into a rock, breaking the ground and breaking the rock, and spitting out the sprout!
Chen Ping has never lost his heart to the Tao.

It is not death that he fears.

It's the unwillingness in my heart.

The bombardment and killing of the sword energy from outside the sky actually made his original heart further sublimate.

Afterwards, the two strands of soul silk became extremely solid, and began to bloom with boundless and strong death energy.

……

On a piece of emerald-colored soil, Chen Ping was bathed in soul, and his whole body exuded a thrilling brilliance.

With the improvement of his cultivation base and vision, he started to analyze the essence of Jin Zhu from ignorance.

This small piece of emerald land that was opened very early can quickly restore soul power.

There is no doubt that it contains the source of the soul path.

In addition, the power to restore the soul is mixed with a special aura of turbulent waves.

It is the key factor in the magic of this place.

This is the anti-polar force formed by the hedging of the rules of life and death.

Back then, when Shi Lingruo opened up the Sword Immortal space for him, Chen Ping's power of life and death had already merged.

It's a pity that his qualifications are indeed inferior.

After a chance against the sky, the rules of death and sword are still stuck before the bottleneck of the four transformations!
Fortunately, his perception of life and death still exists.

This became the basis for building a towering tower.

People die and the lights go out.

No soul dead.

When Chen Ping's soul thought was as vast as smoke, hundreds of millions of soul strands were twisted suddenly and condensed into one body.

"This seat has been completely reborn..."

There was a murmur in his mouth, and there was neither joy nor sadness in his eyes.

Having experienced a fatal catastrophe, Chen Ping's state of mind has been completely transformed, and there seems to be no emotional fluctuations in the external world.

Looking at the emerald land under his feet, a bright light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"The things carried by the rules of life, death, and soul, so it is!"

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping returned to the outside world with a thought.

……

In the secret land of the ancient gods.

At the entrance of the passage, everything is as usual.

Qi Ling, who was thrown outside, was very anxious.

It knows that the owner is healing in the golden bead.

But the power of that celestial sword energy was shocking, and the gravity field was completely shattered. Can the master's spirit really bear it?
"what happened?"

The great sage Shenyang shrank in a corner, his heart palpitating endlessly.

In sight, Chen Ping's body was suddenly torn apart and turned into minced meat.

But he can be sure that this person has not completely fallen!
Because the Dementor Seal in his soul still exists perfectly.

"puff"

"puff"

In the next breath, a subtle sound of movement sounded nearby.

The tens of thousands of pieces of minced meat scattered all over the space were suddenly guided.

The blood flowed back, and the corpse was reassembled.

The nose, eyes, lips, and limbs reappeared in an instant, and a faint dead air permeated through the gaps in the flesh.

That strange grayish white, like a corpse crawling out of a pile of dead people.

"Owner!"

Weeping with joy, Qi Ling got into Chen Ping's body.

But just by glancing at it, it was terrified.

The master's physical body is only a temporary suture.

The meridians, dantian, etc. in the body are almost all broken into powder.

Even with the blessing of the vitality fairy fire, there is no way to recover without decades of retreat.

"If one survives, there will be future fortunes."

Seeing that Qi Ling was worried, Chen Ping felt a little relieved.

Today's death rule breaks through four sloughs, which is a blessing and a curse.

The key is that he inadvertently unraveled some of Jinzhu's secrets.

It's just because it's not the time to explore right now, so I took the first step.

……

"Master, that female revisionist is accepting the inheritance, and you recklessly destroyed it, which triggered the cross-boundary slaughter of the real child sword!"

Qi Ling opened his mouth to remind.

It is afraid that the owner will repeat the same mistakes.

"Cross-boundary bombardment? Is it the characteristics of the real child sword?"

Shrinking his eyes, Chen Ping shifted his gaze to Shenyang who was at the side.

"Li Daoyou, the old man has low supernatural powers, so don't dare to try!"

Shenyang Dasheng's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Chen Ping, who was far more powerful than him, almost lost his wits.

How could he have the guts to stroke the tiger's beard?

Seeing this, Chen Ping frowned.

He personally brought Wu Meixi from Qian Xinghai.

It is too far-fetched to associate this woman with Shenyang.

What's more, Shenyang is controlled by the Dementor seal, and a single thought can determine its life and death.

The suspicion of collusion between the two can be completely ruled out.

Just when Chen Ping was full of doubts, Wu Meixi in the sword storm changed again.

Her body turned over unconsciously!

The head is hanging on the ground, and the legs are suspended upside down.

"Ok?"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, and immediately thought of the weird snare drum taken out of the golden bead.

Through spatial judgment, he was almost certain that Wu Meixi's real body was already in another area far away.

If you go along the space, you may be able to find the real child sword body!

But the narrow escape just now made Chen Ping flinch.

He tried his best to barely survive, and he didn't dare to take that kind of sword energy attack that was comparable to a five-decayed creature!

"Li Daoyou, what should we do now?"

Shen Yang consulted.

Both great sages were blocked at the entrance to the secret realm.

The weirdness of this place made him flinch.

"Catch some aliens and come in!"

After pondering for a while, Chen Ping ordered.

"Yes!"

Shen Yang nodded, and flew out without questioning.

……

"Fortunately, the space technique of this seat is superb, and the physical space has not been destroyed by the sword energy."

After checking his own state, Chen Ping let out a sigh of relief and crossed his legs.

While refining the elixir for healing wounds, he mobilized the immortal fire of vitality.

half a month later.

Shen Yang came back with a group of strange-looking seventh-order creatures.

Chen Ping retreated thousands of miles and asked those test subjects to attack Wu Meixi.

As a result, without accident, they were all strangled to death by the Heavenly Sword Qi.

This trial made Chen Ping's eyelids twitch wildly.

His soul thought locked the square space, but he couldn't find out where the real child's sword energy was derived.

"Block the neighborhood."

Without a clue, Chen Ping could only give an order in confusion.

In this way, he and Shen Yang waited obediently outside.

In the first few years, the two were quite patient.

But as time passed, besides Wu Meixi, the other three sword spirit root juniors also interrupted their comprehension.

A few people asked three questions and didn't know, and they were confused.

Even if Chen Ping searched souls one by one, there was no clue about Zhen Tongjian.

He was sure.

Only Wu Meixi got the real inheritance.

Until No.40, Chen Ping's injuries had fully recovered, and he gradually couldn't sit still.

"Shenyang, you stay where you are, and you are not allowed to leave half a step without the order of my seat."

Throwing down a sentence, he spread his wings and flew away.

……

endless sea.

On an enclave surrounded by forbidden power, Chen Ping held his breath and concentrated, his soul entering the golden bead.

The emerald land shines brightly.

Although he was at the peak of his condition, he still stood in the halo.

Looking down, this area and the Jinzhu space are integrated into one, as if they had been polished forcibly.

"The chance of the Dao Seed of Death falls here."

Chen Ping was not very sure.

After going through several opportunities one after another, his comprehension of death and death has surpassed his own realm.

Although the state of five sloughs is not within reach, there are some possibilities after all.

Constantly recalling that feeling, Chen Ping's soul divided and reunited, and evolved in the golden bead single-mindedly.

After devouring many ores, he stayed in the golden bead space for an hour, and the outside world was only a matter of thought.

With the guardianship of Qi Ling, he can retreat with relative peace of mind.

The time hourglass slowly falling sand.

In a flash, more than sixty years passed.

One day, Chen Ping stopped his meditation, put his hands on his back, and walked back and forth in the secret room with an expectant expression on his face.

In midair, a gray horned worm floated quietly.

After a few breaths, he occasionally twitched his limbs, as if he was having a nightmare.

"If you don't wake up now, when will you wait!"

As soon as the soul sound exploded, Chen Ping's eyes showed a rare tension.

Over the past 100 years, Dahui's injuries have healed early.

"Buzz!"

Swept away by the tyrannical soul power, the gray horned worm twitched all over, and slowly opened its eyes.

Into the eyes, shrouded in a gloomy black air.

It's like an abyss here.

As a result, as soon as it regained consciousness, it folded its wings in fright, and crawled on the ground, not daring to move.

"Jie Jie, make a worm soup tonight!"

The next moment, a sinister smile spread around.

But when only listening to his voice but not seeing his person, Da Hui couldn't help but scream with all his strength.

"It's so big, are you surprised, are you surprised?"

As soon as the teasing voice came out, a purple-robed Taoist appeared in the void.

There was a hint of pampering in his demeanor.

"Owner!"

The last line of defense in Dahui's heart fell apart, he flapped his insect's wings in ecstasy, and crashed into the man's arms like an arrow.

"Ha ha."

Chen Ping smiled from ear to ear.

Let Dahui gnaw on the Taoist robe.

Fei Yanchi's insect tears are green, yellow, green and yellow, like eye droppings, which makes him extremely disgusted.

……

After calming down, Chen Ping explained the ins and outs to Dahui.

Qi Feng Xing Yaofeng clan was completely wiped out, Da Hui remained unmoved at all.

Compared with its owner, the phoenix it loves is like clothes that can be replaced at any time.

"It's just a monster insect at the peak of the sixth order."

Qi Ling is very delicious.

But it knew that this big horned worm had accompanied Chen Ping for thousands of years, and the depth of his affection was beyond the concept of a spirit beast.

"You follow me with peace of mind."

"The eighth-order phoenix is ​​just around the corner!"

With his hands behind his back, Chen Ping proudly drew a big cake.

He will go farther and farther on the fairy road.

Dahui, who was once dependent on life, is undoubtedly the most suitable companion.

He wasn't sure if he would lose the emotion of a living being one day after many years.

But after all, people should keep a piece of pure land in their hearts.

"Master, have you already broken through the eighth step?"

Dahui was dizzy and extremely excited.

"This seat..."

Touching his chin, Chen Ping said calmly: "Although it is not the eighth level, it is better than the eighth level."

"Haw!"

Da Hui is so smart, he doesn't try to expose it, he just dances around Chen Ping wildly.

"Fuyao?"

Listening to Dahui's question about Chen Fuyao's recent situation, Chen Ping said calmly: "Her path depends on herself."

"Haw!"

Dahui lost for a moment, then returned to the joy of reuniting with his master.

……

After formulating a training plan for Da Hui, Chen Ping rewarded many treasures from the demon clan.

Afterwards, he returned to the Jinzhu space again, and comprehended the rules of death without distraction.

After thousands of years of grinding, his death rule embarked on a path to reach the sky.

For more than a hundred years in the outside world, Chen Ping sat cross-legged still.

The incomparably thick dead air spread to the whole body, and the flowers, plants and trees in a radius of thousands of miles withered and turned to ashes.

"The emerald land in Jinzhuli is really a thing that carries the Dao species!"

Condensing the seed of death, Chen Ping looked incredible.

His death rule is to be connected with Jin Zhu!

Its power is slightly better than that of Dao Dao Dao Dao Jing Yushou back then.

As a latecomer, Chen Ping knew that this was inseparable from the quality of the load.

He even judged that the growth rate of the golden bead and emerald land is even more terrifying than that of the space bead!
It is unbelievable that the emerald land does not show any sign of melting just by refining it into a Dao seed.

"Nowadays, the four rules of soul, fire, death, and space have entered the realm of the Dao Seed. Although this cultivation world is huge, where can we not go?"

With a flash in Chen Ping's eyes, he broke out of the cave and flew towards the ancient gods mysteriously.

After more than 100 years, there is still no movement in Shenyang.

……

"Still understanding?"

Arriving in the secret realm, Chen Ping's face suddenly darkened.

Just like a hundred years ago, Wu Meixi didn't move her body at all.

"Master, this girl seems to have received a lot of inheritance!"

Qi Ling said in amazement.

"nonsense!"

As soon as his eyes turned cold, Chen Ping regretted it.

If I had known that Wu Meixi had such a chance, I should have dealt with her when I was on the boat and made a temporary Taoist companion.

(End of this chapter)