I will survive with proficiency

After Wei Xun left, Chen Ping returned to the quiet room.

He took out a jug of unknown wine brewed by himself, took a sip, and began to practice the ice body divine tome.

Since I got this spell, I haven't practiced it very much, and I only practice it occasionally.

So after so many years, he has just entered the 'proficient' level.

But this spell is for forming alchemy, it's still early.

He is not in a hurry.

Just practice slowly.

After a few days.

When Chen Ping was cultivating in Xiaozhufeng, he received a message from inner disciples, and knew that the exchange meeting between the two sects mentioned by Wei Xun was about to start.

Under the service of Yun Haitang, he put on the long-lost Lingxiao Zongfeng master's robe.

The golden brocade gown woven with black and blue patterns of golden clouds and cranes.

"You look really good in the standard robes. You were born to be a peak master. You look more majestic than usual." Yun Haitang smoothed out Chen Ping's creases, and her eyes were full of luster.

This kind of meeting is not a foundation-building participation.

Instead, the peak master and some core hall masters and elders participated.

Generally speaking, the major families in Sanxiu City are relatively independent.

"Is it not good-looking on weekdays?" Chen Ping said with a smile.

"It's all pretty." Yun Haitang smiled lightly. After tidying up the robe for Chen Ping, she looked at it again and felt that her husband was really handsome:

"I heard that there is a theme today that is the marriage of two sects. I don't know if there are any beautiful fairies. What... what's wrong? Look... what am I doing? It's just pure curiosity."

"Have you tasted it?" Chen Ping joked.

"What do I eat? If you want a good-looking female cultivator to marry you, you can bring it back. Yu Lingchun didn't say anything, what should I eat?" Yun Haitang's face showed a blush of being exposed.

hehe.

There was a sour smell every few meters.

Chen Ping smiled:

"What kind of female cultivator do I want? I don't even have enough time to practice. You and Yu Lingchun are enough."

Yun Haitang was sweet in her heart, but she didn't express it, she just urged:

"Well, let's go. The bells have been ringing for a while."

Chen Ping came out of Xiaozhufeng, and Yujian soon arrived at the main hall of the main peak.

When we arrived, there were already many people in the main hall, but the discussion had not yet started, and the monks inside were chatting with each other, which was quite lively.

It was only when we arrived that we discovered that apart from the peak master and hall master, there were also some male and female monks from low to high levels of cultivation, and they were basically celibate monks without Taoist companions.

For Ling Xiaozong alone, more than twenty people came.

Except for those who have already gone out or performed tasks, more than half of the Foundation Establishment cultivators have come.

Chen Ping noticed that Peak Lord Gong who invited him to go to the wild forest to find opportunities did not show up.

After so many years, he still hasn't come back.

Peak Lord Sima was not there either.

Chen Ping sat down at his own seat. His seat was at the end of the row of peak masters, with Feng Yu next to him on one side, and connected to other hall masters on the other side.

The location is not too conspicuous.

After Chen Ping sat down, he turned sideways and asked Feng Yu:

"Peak Master Sima is still recruiting disciples outside?"

Feng Yu shook his head, and said softly: "This time, it's not about recruiting disciples. Master Sima has been on the verge of enlightenment for several years, and he went out last year. He went out to travel in order to realize his enlightenment smoothly."

I see.

It's just that I didn't see him appear at such an important banquet.

In terms of actual status, Lord Sima Feng is basically the deputy head. When Wei Xun went out or retreated, Sima Feng was basically in charge of Lingxiaozong.

Chen Ping paused and said:

"How many monks have come to the opposite sect?"

Feng Yu lowered his voice: "Except for the sect master, there are a total of more than ten monks, all of whom have built foundations."

"Why did you suddenly take the initiative to marry Ling Xiaozong?" Chen Ping asked in a low voice.

After experiencing the evil disaster that year, although Ling Xiaozong's territory has become wider, the loss of talents has been serious, and its strength has not been as good as before.

Jindan Daoist only Wei Xun is left.

On the side of Xiaoyaozong, there are actually two Jindan real people. The strength is even better.

Feng Yu flicked Qingsi, and hummed:

"Who knows."

"No matter what they think, those female elves will never want to get this monk."

Chen Ping: ... "They really are not worthy of Fellow Daoist Feng."

This melancholy look.

This sad stubble.

"Huh? Fellow Daoist Feng, why is there still an unhealed wound on this face? Did you fight with someone?" Only then did Chen Ping realize that this guy still had wounds on his face.

Not only the face, but also the arm seems to be injured, and the left arm is not moving freely.

"Hehe, yes." Feng Yu smiled mischievously.

As a result, Li Feiyu on the other side interjected:

"Senior Brother Feng, don't lie. You were obviously injured by a monster. Didn't you tame a second-level monster outdoors recently? You come back with injuries every day."

Li Feiyu's voice was relatively loud, and as soon as he finished speaking, many people around stopped communicating and looked over.

The air was a few degrees quieter.

Why.

Why bother.

Obviously wanting to save face, and knowing that there will be a banquet in the near future, he still has to try his best to tame the beast.

That's fine.

It must have been seen by Li Feiyu.

Before the few people chatted much, Wei Xun and the head of the Xiaoyao Sect came out from the backyard chatting and laughing.

"All fellow Taoists, sit down, haha, it's a rare day of celebration, you don't have to be cautious." Wei Xun pressed his hands to signal that everyone didn't have to stand up and salute.

Then came the normal process of communication between the two parties.

First, the speeches of the two leaders.

This was followed by self-introductions between the respective monks. Then move on to the vocal performance.

After a burst of excitement, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect said heartily:

"My sect is called Xiaoyao Sect, and your sect is called Lingxiao Sect, both of which have a homonym of 'Xiao', and the distance between them is less than ten thousand miles, so we should communicate more."

"Haha, that's true." Wei Xun was in a good mood.

After a pause, he pressed his hand again:

"You don't need to be cautious, communicate more. The old man and the head of Ji have agreed. If you fellow Taoists can see each other well and become Taoist couples, you can stay with each other or go to Xiaoyaozong. You can choose freely. "

As soon as these words came out, there was a small commotion below.

Especially the monks who were not satisfied with their current status in the sect began to feel restless in their hearts.

"Junior Brother Li, don't stare blankly. If you don't see it, you have to go forward. That's right. Seeing that you are free every day, you can find a Taoist partner to support each other and practice together. But people may not like it." You." Feng Yu finally caught the opportunity of Li Feiyu's embarrassment, and sneered for a while.

"Cut, women will only affect my cultivation state of mind." Li Feiyu spoke righteously, with an expression of complete disdain for matters between men and women.

"Western Region?" Chen Ping smiled.

This guy had participated in several rounds of auctions in Tianyan City back then.

"Ah? What?" Li Feiyu blushed, pretending not to understand what Chen Ping was saying.

Seeing Feng Yu looking over with bright eyes, Li Feiyu quickly explained:

"It's nothing, Master Chen said that the female cultivator might be from the Western Regions."

Secretly pointing to a female nun on the opposite side.

Feng Yu looked at Li Feiyu like a fool... Do you think I'm stupid? Does that person look like someone from the Western Regions?

"..."

After communicating for a while, there was another round of mutual exchange between men and women.

Aimed at increasing communication between the respective monks.

During this period, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect said:

"Master Wei, I heard that the Qingjian cultivator of the noble sect failed twice in the past few years. The road to the north. My granddaughter is also a good swordsman. After hearing about this, I insisted on coming. I wonder if I am lucky enough to let me Ask this granddaughter and this Cyan Sword cultivator a lesson or two?"

After saying that, a little girl who had been sitting quietly and obediently beside the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, who was paying more attention to the plate of spiritual fruit snacks in front of her, got up and bowed to everyone in a dignified manner.

A spiritual fruit that was secretly grasped in the hand accidentally dropped, very concealed.

But Chen Ping can see clearly from this angle.

The little girl caught a glimpse of Chen Ping's gaze, blinked her big eyes, sat back upright, and pretended nothing happened.

Seeing her, Chen Ping inadvertently thought of another foodie, Zhang Xianqiu.

I haven't seen her for so many years, and I don't know if her father and son are still on good terms.

This is the case in the world of cultivating immortals.

Especially for low-level monks, in many cases, one separation may be a lifetime.

Not only Zhang Zheng and his daughter, but also He Xianxiang who met in Lianyun City back then.

Most of the guest qings and servants who used to work together in the Ning Mansion also had a different life.

The vicissitudes of life, all things change, nothing is static.

Hearing this, Wei Xun gave a sloppy look and said:

"I'm really sorry, it's not that the old man didn't mean it. It's just that the green sword cultivator is very low-key and doesn't like such a lively occasion. It's inconvenient for the old man to force it, please forgive me."

He neither stated who the Cultivator of the Green Sword was, nor publicly claimed that he did not know who the Cultivator of the Green Sword was.

Obfuscation.

"That's it. That's a pity." The head of the Xiaoyao Sect said regretfully.

Everyone seems to have heard about the attribute of Cultivator Cyan Sword, so although there is regret at the moment, it does not affect Yaxing.

Then play music, then dance.

After a long conversation, the banquet ended.

Among them, two pairs of Taoist friends announced that they had become Taoist couples, which is equivalent to exchanging a female cultivator from each of the two sects without losing each other.

Then they dispersed.

Back at Xiaozhufeng, Yun Haitang came out of the quiet room, and inadvertently looked behind Chen Ping.

Chen Ping smiled:

"What? Is there someone behind me?"

"Ah? No, no." Yun Haitang raised the corners of her mouth and pursed her lips into a smile:

"I really won't stop you. Except for those who are celibate, those who build the foundation have a few Taoist companions. Besides, Yu Lingchun has not been able to come back for decades, and I don't often stay at Xiaozhufeng. It's normal for you to have a Taoist companion. I just Just curious."

"I see that you are very energetic and look like you want to be beaten." Chen Ping picked her up and walked into the inner mansion.

"Yeah, it's only daytime."

"..."

the next day.

"Now that you have built the eighth floor of the foundation, let me teach you how to practice the Mysterious Canon of the Jade Beaver. I don't know if it can be done, but I have to give it a try." Chen Ping said.

The jade raccoon refining mystery can only be started on the island of refining gods, and only a small number of geniuses can realize it by themselves, without being restricted by any external factors.

Chen Ping's understanding of the mysterious scriptures of Yuli refining is beyond ordinary people, and the dry goods are beyond the reach of others.

But this still doesn't mean that Yun Haitang can learn it.

Everyone is different.

The power of epiphany is different, the physique is different, the state of mind is different, and the best fit for the flow of spiritual power is also different...

Even if there are enough dry goods, it does not mean that they can be copied and pasted.

Yun Haitang naturally knew this too.

"Well, I'll give it a try. If it really doesn't work, I can try other human alchemy techniques." Yun Haitang nodded.

In that case, it means that the magic is always there.

You need to continue to take the Xingshen Dan.

Even after the golden core, I can think of other ways to eliminate it.

Chen Ping first taught Yun Haitang all the magic arts in the secret book at one go, and then shared with her some beginner's experiences one by one.

"Do you remember?"

"remember."

"That's good, this matter is not something that can be done immediately. It took me a long time to get started in the island of refining the gods. You should remember these essentials first, and then practice slowly, just take your time. Ask me when you encounter something you don't understand." Chen Ping confessed.

"En." Yun Haitang said seriously.

day after day.

Yun Haitang is busy with family affairs and self-cultivation.

Chen Ping was immersed in self-cultivation.

In this way, more than a year passed.

this day.

After Chen Ping practiced spells in the back mountain for a while, he returned to the mansion, told Xiaohong and the three to thank the guests behind closed doors, and then went into the cave to retreat.

In the past six years or so since he came back from Yaodu, he has mostly focused on practicing various spells in order to keep his strength up to the level.

There is no limit to nothing.

But even so, the practice of kung fu has not completely fallen.

The three-turn Qingyuan Gong has reached the level of 'Dacheng'.

Therefore, six years have passed, and the realm has reached the 'Building Foundation (eighth floor): 98/100 at this moment. '

In the next period of time, it may soon be able to break through to the ninth floor of Foundation Establishment.

Chen Ping activated the defensive formation and closed the stone gate.

Concentrate on practicing the three-turn Qingyuan Kungfu.

Under Consciousness Vipassana, I seem to be a top fisherman.

Where and what kind of fish are there in the deep lake is very clear in his eyes.

Not only that, how to put bait, how much to put, and when is the best time to put bait.

All this has a clear balance in his mind.

What's more, after the hook is thrown, the bait has an irresistible attraction for the fish, and they consciously take the bait.

In cultivation, the hook and bait are the spiritual power that he operates according to the exercises.

The fish is the inadequacy that needs to be further expanded and optimized.

This process is precise, but lengthy.

After more than twenty days.

There were no fish left in the lake, and all of them were caught.

In his body, with the completion of the last modification, the flow of spiritual power became unimpeded.

The extremely fast-flowing spiritual power instantly dissipated.

At the same time, Chen Ping suddenly opened his eyes, pressed his hands down, completed the last Zhou Tian movement, and exhaled.

Panel data appeared in front of his eyes.

[Name: Chen Ping. 】

【Life: 58/358. 】

[Boundary: Foundation Establishment (nine floors): 1/100. 】

【…】

Seeing the data, Chen Ping was overjoyed.

Finally, the ninth floor of the foundation was built.

It has been 46 years since I came to this world of cultivating immortals.

It's really not easy.

As a casual cultivator with no heels, it took 46 years to walk from the first level of Qi training to today's level step by step.

Already 58 years old now.

This is also in the world of cultivating immortals. If this is the world before wearing, he is already a bad old man who is about to retire and half buried in the loess.

But now I have a lifespan of 358 years old, even if my age is deducted, I still have 300 years to live.

Only one-sixth of his lifespan was lived.

About middle school level.

Thinking about it this way, I am indeed still very young.

He ran away for half his life, and returned as a teenager.