Cultivation of immortals, the beginning of cultivating demons for ten years

Chapter 113 Stepping on Money When Going Out 】

"This student seems to know the Shenwei Army very well?"

Yan Ping looked at the young Confucianism cultivator.

Wearing a blue shirt that follows the trend, with a long sword hanging from his waist, he is tall and imposing, and he is actually a handsome man.

Of course, he was still a little short compared to him, but he was already considered a rare handsome man in the world.

Qingshan Ruxiu said: "I have been a monk in the Shenwei Army for three years. I wanted to be a monk for two years. Unexpectedly, bad news came from my family. My father passed away. I am the only son in the family. I have to go back to take care of his funeral."

Yan Ping said: "My condolences to my classmates."

The young Confucian cultivator smiled and said: "Everyone in the world is going to die, even the immortals on the mountain. How many people can truly prove longevity and fly away, but in the end they still have to die. The key is why they die."

"My father is an ordinary person who can't practice. He was an official to the right servant of the Ministry of War. This time, he also died because he led troops to fight chaos in the local area and overworked. He died for the people of the world. It is a worthy death."

As the young Confucian cultivator said, he looked at the black ferry that was gradually leaving the Dili Peak Ferry and headed for Wanmo Mountain.

"The white-clothed sergeants on the black ferry knew that they were going to die, but they went anyway. No one flinched. If they died on the Wanmo Mountain, it would be a noble death in my opinion."

Yan Ping nodded, and said: "Brother's accent doesn't seem to be from my Da Zhou."

"After chatting for so long, I forgot to introduce myself."

The young Confucian cultivator bowed and said, "Xiong Fei, a member of the Great Wind Country. My ancestors were from the Great Zhou Dynasty. They migrated to the Great Wind Country 100 years ago, so I can be regarded as half a member of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Yan Ping replied: "Yan Ping, a member of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Brother Fei, we have been looking for you for a long time, and it turns out that you came here."

A melodious female voice came, and Yan Ping turned his head. It was a girl in light armor with a ponytail on stilts.

The girl's eyebrows are straight, her eyes are bright, her legs are long, her waist is small, and her waist is interlaced with two knives. She strode forward, showing a heroic posture.

There are seven or eight people behind the girl.

Both sexes.

They are all wearing light armor, with swords on their shoulders, and all of them are in high spirits and full of youthful spirit.

Yan Ping spent some days with Liu Jin, and also looked at Liu Jin's treasure house, so he still has a certain eye for appreciating weapons and armor.

The light armor and swords worn by these boys and girls in front of them are all low-grade spiritual weapons, and none of them are high-quality goods.

A group of teenagers who were practicing Qi or at the Foundation Establishment stage were wearing low-grade spiritual weapons that only Golden Core Stage monks could display their full power.

Needless to say, these young men must be the sons of generals in the Shenwei Army.

"Brother Fei, who is this guy? He looks quite handsome."

The ponytail girl tugged at the corner of Xiong Fei's clothes, and looked at Yan Ping with curved eyes.

"This is Yan Ping, brother Yan, brother Yan, these are the descendants of the soldiers of the Shenwei Army who want to travel with me to the Great Wind Country, this girl is called Li Caier, this is..."

Yan Ping nodded to the boys and girls.

They were all flowers grown in the greenhouse, with proud eyes, the woman was okay, and nodded at him, but the man didn't seem to have a good look at him, as if he didn't care.

"Brother Yan, where are you going? Maybe we'll be on the way!"

A courageous girl came up to her and stared at Yan Ping without blinking, as if Yan Ping had flowers on her face.

Ahhh, how could there be a man more handsome than Brother Xiong Fei in the world!
The girl's heart was like a deer, and brother Xiong Fei was being targeted by that girl Cai'er, and it was not easy for her to intervene, if she could take down this big brother Yan in front of her, wouldn't she be able to beat that girl Caier.

Yan Ping instantly understood the look in the girl's eyes.

This little girl is greedy for him.

There are thousands of horses on the chest, if you want to tease him, you must at least have something.

Apart from his good looks, his dry body really doesn't interest him at all. Liu Yao has given him his current taste.

A woman whose figure and temperament are below Liu Yao's and Sima Qingwei's, even if she sits in Yan Ping's arms, Yan Ping will remain indifferent.

"I don't know where to go either."

Yan Ping told the truth, Yan Ping really didn't know where the white fox was taken captive, so he could only take a step to see.

"You perfunctory me."

"Hmph, what's so great about being good-looking."

She is very girlish and feels that Yan Ping is perfunctory her, so she becomes angry immediately and loses all affection for Yan Ping in an instant.

"Ganoderma lucidum, why are you angry with this person, let's go, let's eat Lei Pi Yu."

A boy came over and took away the girl Ganoderma lucidum in a few words, and the other three boys who were a little slower were immediately annoyed.

Yan Ping smiled, he seemed to see himself in his student days from these teenagers.

The first love is opened, and the first taste of love begins.

Teenagers only look at girls' faces, as long as their faces are good-looking. They are still very innocent and haven't evolved into old perverts, and they don't understand the beauty of women with thin waists, big breasts and big buttocks.

Xiong Fei was dragged away by Li Caier, and when he left, Yan Ping could see the helplessness in his eyes.

This girl named Li Cai'er should be the daughter of an elder or Shangfeng when Xiong Fei joined the army.Being entangled by such a flower that grows in a greenhouse, the two have different experiences and three views. It is really disturbing to stay together.

The top-grade shark boat is as tall as ten thousand feet, just like a small city on earth.

Yan Ping found a random inn to stay in, and released Xiao Cailin from Tunbao Space.

"Ah, it's finally out, master, your treasure swallowing space is empty, there is no living thing, and Cailin is almost suffocating."

"This is not letting you out, go, go to dinner."

The two left the room, went downstairs, and went to the hall.

"what!"

Cailin suddenly yelled, looked around, saw that there was no one around, and quickly squatted down.

"Cailin, what's wrong with you?"

"Hee hee, Master, look what I stepped on, Dang Dang Dang, a spirit bead."

Cailin got up and spread out her small hand, on the palm lay a round and plump spirit bead.

Judging by its size and luster, it can at least be worth ten low-grade spirit stones.

Stepping on money as soon as she went out, Cailin's fate is really invincible.

This is not the first time Cailin has stepped on money, and it will definitely not be the last time she has stepped on money.

When she was in Qingping Mountain, Cailin liked to wander around the most, because she could get a lot of spirit stones and all kinds of dirty and dusty magical artifacts, even low-grade spiritual artifacts. Have picked up several.

With money, she can buy all kinds of delicious food, all kinds of beautiful clothes, and fun dolls.

Cailin put away the Lingzhu, waved her small hand and said proudly, "Go, master, Cailin treats you to something delicious."

Yan Ping smiled and said: "Okay, it's all up to Cailin's little rich woman to arrange."

After a sumptuous dinner, the ferry also lifted off and left Dilifeng Ferry.

Little Cailin was full and sleepy, Yan Ping carried her to the bed, and waited for her to fall asleep.

Yan Ping scattered beans into soldiers, and Yan Yi stayed in the room to guard.

He opened the door and left the inn, and came to the front deck of the ferry.

He wasn't sure where the person who kidnapped the white fox would go. It might be a country along the waterway, or it might be on a mountain in this vast and magical mountain.

Because he couldn't determine the route, he had to always observe the awe-inspiring aura along the way, to see if there was the aura of awe-inspiring spirit left by the white fox during his cultivation.

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