I will survive with proficiency

the next day.

Chen Ping set off before dawn. Before setting off, he specially gave himself a "washing, cutting and blowing". He used a sword as a tool to cut off his beard and comb his black hair.

After seeing the reflection in the water, he turned back into a pretty boy again, so he gave up.

If you don't "wash, cut and blow", returning to Black Rock City is to tell others that you have come back from the body-refining spiritual energy gathering area. If Ma Huayun's companions track down Ma Huayun's situation, there may be unexpected troubles.

He changed his face again and changed into a Taoist robe.

In his storage bag, there are dozens of such ordinary Taoist robes.

Occasionally meeting other monks along the way, Chen Ping took a long detour. After reaching the periphery, the monks became more dense, and Chen Ping deliberately avoided them.

Three days later, he returned to Black Rock City.

Although he is eager to return home, his current state is not suitable for a long-distance migration back to Ling Xiaozong, and he has to spend a period of time in Black Rock City to recuperate.

When he arrived in Black Rock City, he re-lived in the original inn with a brand new face.

"Fellow Daoist came to Black Rock City to train his body, right?" The former boy led Chen Ping.

Chen Ping said calmly:

"Yeah, I'm just here for the first time, do you know the method of body training in Black Rock City?"

So, I spent two low-grade spirit stones, and listened to the servant repeat the method of body training again.

But this time it was a quick battle, and all the questions were asked within the time of one stick of incense.

All is calm.

Chen Ping observed silently for a few days, and the news of his successful body training finally reached Black Rock City.

Discussions can be heard occasionally in the market.

"Have you heard? Another cultivator succeeded in body training. Alas, I am really envious." A cultivator beside the booth sighed.

"Yeah, it didn't take long to hear about it. Oh, why are there always other people like this genius." Another monk sighed.

…No, no, it's all about my own hard work. Besides, isn't half a year considered a genius? What kind of genius is more than a year... Chen Ping solemnly agrees:

"Well, if only I were such a genius. It would be a great joy in life if such a monk could get to know him once or twice. Have you heard who he is?"

"I've never heard of it. This monk is too low-key, and he doesn't come to Black Rock City to share his experience." A monk replied.

"Low-key? You must be in a hurry to go back to your own sect, or to accept the worship of female cultivators?"

"I don't know if he needs a Taoist companion? I have a friend who wants to find a Taoist companion." A female cultivator smiled.

"..."

Chen Ping figured it out.

The overflowing golden light caused by his successful body training has been noticed by other body training monks, and then spread to Black Rock City.

But no one knows who it is.

Most people guessed that this person had returned to the sect.

also.

The news of Ma Huayun's death did not reach Black Rock City, and no one discussed it in the city. Maybe everyone is used to beating and killing, or maybe no one noticed Ma Huayun's death.

Chen Ping's heart was finally let go.

On the seventh day, Chen Ping checked out and changed his appearance to a different inn.

As a cultivator who came to train his body, it was unusual for him to stay in the same inn for too long.

The new inn only needs 20 low-grade spirit stones for one night.

There is no defensive array, only a soundproof array. I don't know if there are monks stationed in the late stage of foundation establishment.

'It's a pity, I can't enjoy the performance of Hua Ji in the luxury inn...no...the benefits brought by the defensive formation. '

However, the new inn is not prepared to stay for a long time.

After seven days, change to another one.

During this period, Chen Ping mainly practiced exercises to repair his damaged soul and body.

It's a little slow to recover the soul by practicing exercises alone, but it is gradually recovering.

Four months later, Chen Ping's body fully recovered.

I can no longer suppress the strong homesickness in my heart. She has been away from home for a year and eight months, and she doesn't know how Yu Lingchun is doing.

Return on the same day.

On the way back, Chen Ping deliberately took a detour to the south for a certain distance, so that people could not tell where he came from.

After passing a small town five or six hundred miles away from Yunzhong City, it was evening, and Chen Ping stopped.

When I first migrated from Lianyun City, I stayed in this small town for one night. Zhang Zheng also stayed in this town.

Hearing that the foundation builder was coming in person, the city lord and the demon-killing branch hall master immediately came out to greet him.

The master of the Devil Execution Branch Hall is also a member of the Yun family, a monk in the late stage of Qi training.

The city lord is a mortal.

After knowing that Chen Ping was the guest of Yunzhong City, the hall master and the city master deliberately vacated the best guest room in the mansion for Chen Ping to rest.

At this moment in the living room, the city lord gave up the main seat to Chen Ping, and he and the hall master of the Devil-killing branch sat in the guest seats.

"City Master and Hall Master Yun are welcome. Seven years ago, I migrated from Lianyun City. I stayed in this city for one night. I am grateful for the hospitality. It is too late to thank you." Chen Ping smiled.

The city lord was stunned for a moment, recalling a little, seven years ago when hundreds of monks stopped temporarily in this mortal town, he was naturally impressed.

At the beginning, he only paid attention to a few great monks in the late stage of Qi training, especially a few people from Ning Mansion and Wang Mansion.

I have no impression of Chen Ping at all.

It's just that I didn't expect that among those mediocre casual cultivators at the beginning, someone would be promoted to the little real person who established the foundation in just seven years.

Hall Master Yun was not so surprised, he knew Chen Ping's identity.

"It turned out that Master Chen once stayed in the small town. It is really a blessing for the town. Since Master Chen is the guest minister of Yunzhong City, he is also our patron saint, so he should take the main seat. Master Chen, please take a seat, please take the seat..." The city lord A burst of politeness.

Chen Ping couldn't insist, so he took the main seat.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Chen Ping asked:

"Among the monks who stayed seven years ago, there is a mid-qi training monk named Zhang Zheng. Is he still in the city?"

"Zhang Zheng?" The city lord thought for a while, then said:

"I don't have any impression. But those monks have left one after another over the years, and now there is no one left. Master Chen, wait a moment, the family has recorded the departure of some monks, wait a moment, and the subordinates go down and get the brochures. look."

The city lord left for a moment and came back soon.

Also followed a young man.

According to the introduction, there is no record of Zhang Zheng's situation in the booklet. But this young man who works in the government has a certain friendship with Zhang Zheng and remembers Zhang Zheng's situation.

Zhang Zheng stayed in this town for more than a year, and then left with his wife and daughter, saying that he was going to another mortal city.

"To another mortal city?" Chen Ping was taken aback for a moment.

Respectfully young people:

"Go back to Master Immortal, yes. Although Master Zhang's wife has recovered, she has not been in good health since then, and even became weaker and weaker after a year. I am afraid she will die soon. Master Zhang decided to bring his wife and daughter back to his wife Take a look at my mortal hometown."

This is giving up the fairyland.

Chen Ping sighed, he didn't expect that parting would be eternal life.

That night, Chen Ping rejected the city lord's proposal to host a banquet, and returned to his guest room after hearing a brief report from the master of the Demon Killing Hall on the situation of the devil cultivators in this area.

night.

When Chen Ping was about to clean up his belongings in the guest room, a woman knocked on the door with a foot bath medicine basin.

The woman was quiet and quiet, with her head slightly lowered all the time.

Chen Ping did not expect such a service to exist.

"Master Chen, my daughter is He Ruyan, the daughter of City Lord He. Let me serve Master Chen tonight?" The woman's voice was flowing, her cheeks were flushed.

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment.

This city lord is really willing.

your daughter.

But this world is like this, and ordinary people dream of getting involved with monks, let alone a great foundation-building monk like Chen Ping.

"What's the matter, there's no need to do that. Just put down the tub, and I'll do it myself." Chen Ping said.

He Ruyan's face was flushed and she was at a loss.

Big tears fell down.

"Then You Ruyan will wash Master Chen's feet."

"..."

Seeing her begging look, Chen Ping couldn't bear to refuse, so he allowed her to help with foot massage.

Traveling to this point for nearly ten years, he has dealt with mortals very few times, and he has not enjoyed the free-for-all services of mortals or low-level monks.

Most of the time, he stayed in his own house, used to being alone, and didn't trust others very much. Most of the time, they are self-reliant, and at most they enjoy the considerate service of their own little daughter-in-law.

At this moment, his feet were gently rubbed by a pair of jade hands, and under the bursts of numbness, he unexpectedly felt extremely comfortable.

"ah!"

He breathed a sigh of relief.

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