I will survive with proficiency

Before the suffocating pressure came, Chen Ping stepped into the ancient formation.

Then there was a sense of dizziness.

The huge pulling force caused him severe pain all over his body, as if countless sword qi had penetrated through layers of defenses and reached his physical body.

Chen Ping tried his best to mobilize his spiritual power to wrap the two of them together, subconsciously wrapping his arms around Xiyue tightly, feeling that the position of his hands was wrong, so he immediately moved up a little to wrap around her waist.

"boom!"

The mask of the golden armor talisman fell apart in an instant.

"Hiss~"

The robe formula of the third-tier low-grade magic robe was actually torn apart by the space crack.

His consciousness began to blur.

It was like seeing the boundless sky.

Under the sky, there is an endless wasteland, with only weeds all over the sky, not a single tree, and no trace of human existence.

A sense of boundless loneliness struck.

Chen Ping only felt extremely depressed, and was startled subconsciously. When he came back to his senses, he found that the tearing force on his body was rapidly decreasing.

Then it was suddenly empty.

He took a leap forward and stood still. Then he looked around and found himself under a huge reed.

"This is where?"

"hiss!"

Before he could think about it, the physical pain pulled him back to reality.

Chen Ping quickly untied the whip that bound him and Xiyue tightly together, put Xiyue in his arms down, and let her sit on a huge reed pole.

"Master, how are you?"

Xiyue didn't respond.

Chen Ping's heart sank, and he quickly probed into his spiritual sense to sense it.

fine.

not dead.

Although the primordial spirit is weak, it is there.

The body is still hot.

But Yuanshen has become weaker, much weaker than before entering the ancient formation.

After all, the Soul Whip is just a good magic weapon, not even a magic weapon, and 'soul protection' is not its main function.

It is impossible to completely stop the Yuanshen of the Nascent Soul cultivator from collapsing.

Chen Ping re-tied the soul-drawing whip to Xiyue's body in order to slow down the collapse as much as possible.

Immediately after that, he gave her two rejuvenation techniques.

Then he checked his injuries.

Before entering the ancient formation, he was not injured much, but more than half of his spiritual power was consumed. After entering the ancient formation, he further squandered his spiritual power, and at this moment his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

Not only the weakness caused by the lack of spiritual power, but also the body was injured in many places during the teleportation formation.

The robes were torn in many places.

Chen Ping ate a rejuvenation pill, and gave himself two rejuvenation techniques.

In my heart, I greeted the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the people who set up the formation at the beginning——

...This ancient formation is too shoddy.

…too unsmooth.

When Luanluo City entered the Lian Shen Island, it was also a teleportation array. After entering, it didn't feel at all, and it was quite smooth.

Fortunately, this time it was all skin trauma.

Chen Ping wanted to take out a magic robe and change it on. After all, the robe on his body was torn. When his spiritual sense penetrated into the storage bag, he found that the storage bag was a little unstable.

I quickly checked the other storage bags.

I was surprised to find that the space of two small storage bags had completely collapsed. These two storage bags were obtained through fighting and groping corpses, and they might have suffered some damage.

But the few new storage bags I bought are still in good condition.

so far so good.

If this 30-square storage bag collapses, I really have nothing.

‘When I go back this time, I must buy another storage bag with better quality. '

'The stakes are too high. '

'This trip is really a big loss. Not to mention a third-level robe was scrapped, two storage bags were also broken. '

'How many talismans do you need to draw? '

Thinking of the heavy loss, Chen Ping felt distressed for a while.

But after thinking about it, being able to survive from the demons at the Nascent Soul level is something to be thankful for.

He took out a robe and put it on for himself.

He glanced at Xiyue again.

The quality of her magic robe is pretty good, it should be damaged, the whole gorgeous wine red robe is not damaged at all.

After a pause, he gave Xiyue another rejuvenation technique, and then took out another complex pill, drawing spiritual power and letting her swallow it.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be able to wake up for a while, Chen Ping sighed, and then focused on the current environment again.

This is a dense reed field.

Reed is very tall, almost as tall as Chen Ping. Even if he stood up and walked under it, it was completely fine.

He flew up gently, stood in the air and looked around.

Looking ahead, there are reeds everywhere in the field of vision, or tall weeds, and there is no end to it at all.

Not a single tree in sight.

‘Is this a wasteland? '

'It seems that what I saw in the ancient magic circle was not an illusion, but my spiritual sense perceived it in advance before I was about to enter this wasteland. '

Just thinking about it, a monster suddenly appeared within the scope of his consciousness. The monster had huge wings, like a bat magnified countless times.

It's only tens of miles away from here.

And the breath is very strong.

...a third-tier monster.

Chen Ping was startled, and quickly landed on the reed field.

‘It’s really leaking in the house and it’s raining all night, and I actually encountered a monster of the Jindan level. '

'Where is this place? '

Sixteen years ago, he bought a map of Xizhou during his travels. During his travels, he also visited many places in Xizhou and heard people talk about many places.

But there is no such wasteland in my impression.

But Chen Ping didn't have time to think too much at the moment. With his consciousness released, he focused on every move of the third-tier monster.

Damn.

coming this way.

Looks like you found me.

The corner of Chen Ping's mouth couldn't help trembling, his current spiritual power reserve no longer supported him to fight another battle across realms.

He quickly helped Xiyue up.

After thinking about it, he laid her on his back, restrained her with a whip, supported her with one hand, and freed up the other hand to deal with extreme crisis situations at all times.

Then quickly absconded in the reed field.

Originally, he planned to cover himself with reeds, but after running for a while, he found that it was useless. The monster seemed to lock on to himself, mainly because the distance was too close to hide from its consciousness.

Simply jumping up, the Royal Driving Split Wind Shuttle galloped in the opposite direction.

Simultaneously swallow a Gathering Qi Pill.

While galloping, release your spiritual consciousness and pay attention to the situation in a radius of several hundred miles, whether there are other monsters or other dangers.

This observation doesn't matter. A monster beast was found again dozens of miles away on the left side. It looked exactly like the first one. It seemed to be alarmed and flew towards this side quickly.

Is this in a bat nest?

Chen Ping took a picture of himself with a lightweight amulet that is better than nothing, and accelerated his flight.

"Fellow Daoist, enter the underground, the monster cannot escape the ground, and there are no other ground beasts in the underground, so it is safe for the time being." Suddenly, a dull voice came out.

"Who?" Chen Ping asked subconsciously.

Finger pinches, ready to fight.

Are there any monks here?

"Don't look for fellow daoist, I'm underground, and I have no malice towards fellow daoist." The dull voice came again, seeing that Chen Ping was still flying fast, the voice said again:

"Fellow Daoist, don't you know how to escape from the ground?"

Really not.

Escape techniques are all golden core spells.

Chen Ping remained vigilant and took the opportunity to ask:

"Fellow Daoist, what kind of monster is that monster, and how strong is it?"

A voice from underground:

"Hey, it's a long story. Fellow Daoist, have you seen the small river on the right? Fly along the river, and when you encounter monsters, hide in the weeds to avoid them. Try not to fight and make noise It will only attract more monsters."

"There are a lot of monsters here, and their combat power is not weak. There is a village a thousand miles away, and it will be safe for the time being. I will lure these two monsters away for fellow daoists."

Chen Ping was taken aback when he heard the words, then paused and said:

"Thank you, fellow daoist."

Regardless of what's behind, fly forward rapidly along the direction of the river.

At the same time, his spiritual sense kept an eye on the situation behind him. After flying hundreds of miles away, the cultivator under the ground did not know what method he used to lure the two monsters away. The monster didn't chase him any more.

Chen Ping quickly landed into the reeds.

Concentrate your breath, stagger the stream, and sneak forward on foot carefully.

He didn't know who the monk who appeared out of nowhere was. Although he helped him on the surface and seemed harmless to him, Chen Ping was used to being cautious.

In an unfamiliar environment, the monk who suddenly appeared, his cultivation base does not seem to be weak, at least the golden core

With these factors added together, he couldn't easily hand over his life to such a person.

After Chen Ping walked cautiously for a long time, Xiyue on her back slowly woke up, and felt that she was lying on Chen Ping's back, and looked at Chen Ping who was concentrating on the road, feeling complicated for a while.

Knowing that she and Chen Ping should have been teleported to another place, and she had obviously passed out.

This temporarily accepted apprentice did not give up on himself again.

The ground was uneven, and when Chen Ping bumped along the road, she followed the bumps on Chen Ping's back.

It was only then that she realized that her body was clinging to Chen Ping's back, and she, who was always carefree and never cared about these things, became short of breath for no reason.

Quietly leaned back and raised a small angle, in order to avoid direct contact between his chest and Chen Ping's back.

But... can't.

She let out a sigh of frustration, and gently lay back on Chen Ping's back.

Sensing the movement behind him, Chen Ping glanced back with his spiritual sense, and said pleasantly:

"Master is awake?"

"En." Xiyue said softly.

Chen Ping stopped quickly, with a movement of spiritual power, he pulled out the whip, supported Xiyue with his backhand, put her down, and helped her to sit down against the reed.

"I'm sorry, I could use my spiritual power to carry you forward, but after coming out of the ancient formation, my spiritual power was too short, and I had to save my spiritual power to deal with the crisis, so I had to carry you behind my back." Chen Ping said.

After all, most of the time during the whole process, one hand needs to support her buttocks with the backhand. As a master, she still has to explain herself.

Although he said a few words when he entered the ancient formation, he still respected Xiyue in his heart.

To say the least, he is also a master.

A Dazhenjun whose realm is two levels higher than his own.

"It's okay." Xiyue did not meet Chen Ping's eyes, and said lightly: "Thank you for your hard work."

Chen Ping sat down opposite her:

"how do you feel?"

"I can't die for the time being. But I have to find a secluded place to recover the primordial spirit as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless troubles. A place where no monsters will be attracted even if there is a commotion." Xiyue said weakly.

Seeing Chen Ping nodding, he asked again, "Where is this?"

Chen Ping shook his head:

"I don't know either. There are wastelands everywhere, stretching as far as the eye can see. Reeds and tall weeds are overgrown, and there are huge monsters similar to bats. There are three levels. Have you heard of this place?"

Xiyue moved her body with difficulty:

"There are a lot of wastelands in this human world, and it's impossible to tell where it is based on this information alone."

She released her consciousness slightly, her eyebrows could not help but frown together, it seemed that she was in pain, after a while, she stretched her eyebrows and said:

"Spiritual consciousness can only extend for hundreds of miles. I don't know if it's because of the damage to my primordial spirit, or if this world itself is abnormal."

"However, there are many monsters here, and there are traces of monsters' activities everywhere. Most of them are the bat monsters you mentioned."

She looked at Chen Ping, thinking how you avoided the monsters and came here for a long time, but she moved her mouth and continued without asking:

"Less than four hundred miles away from here, there is a village. There are many monks in the village, but the center of the village is protected by a formation, so it is impossible to spy on the situation inside."

Chen Ping nodded, and told Xiyue about the encounter with the monster and the strange monk just now.

Hearing what Chen Ping said, Xiyue did not make a decision, but looked at Chen Ping.

Chen Ping looked around and said:

"I've been looking for a place to stay along the way, but it seems hard to find. I'll wait and look in this area. If you can't find the secluded place you need to restore your soul, go into the village."

Although he didn't enter the village rashly for the sake of caution, he actually vaguely felt that the underground monk should have no ill intentions towards him.

Otherwise there is no need to help him.

No matter how bad it is, it should be to sit back and watch the tigers fight and reap the benefits of the fisherman. Instead of distracting the monsters.

And if the monk attacked from underground, Chen Ping might not be able to react immediately.

"Yeah." Xiyue nodded.

After a short rest, Chen Ping started on the road again with Xiyue on his back.

But this time, Xiyue had already woken up, supported by her own spiritual power, and Chen Ping's spiritual power had recovered to a point where there was no need to hold her back.

Master who is awake, he is really embarrassed to do it.

From entering this wasteland, Chen Ping slowly sneaked thousands of miles for most of the day, but he seldom found the hidden, secluded places that Xiyue needed and even avoided monsters.

This wasteland is too monotonous.

Moreover, there are many monsters, and the level of monsters is high, and they can be attracted by a little carelessness.

"Your spiritual sense is very strong." Xiyue said from behind.

She realized that Chen Ping had been using his spiritual sense to find the way, and during several exchanges, she found that Chen Ping could detect the situation more than three hundred miles away.

Originally, she was not at ease, and she was also using her spiritual sense to detect. But later, he found that Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness was good, so he no longer depleted his already weak spiritual consciousness.

I finally knew why Chen Ping was able to sneak all the way here safely.

Not only that, she couldn't perceive the volatility of Chen Ping's consciousness.

No volatility means high concealment.

Even she might not be able to do this so steadily.

Chen Ping smiled and said nothing.

His alchemy has reached the full level, and he is practicing the highly secret advanced alchemy of the Qingluan Monster Clan Palace, which is also a forbidden art of the human race.

It's just the effect of multiple overlays.

"It seems that I might have to enter the village." Chen Ping looked at the front and said.

It was getting late, and it was obviously not a good idea to spend the night in such a dangerous wasteland.

After getting closer, he found that there were men farming and women weaving in the village, and there were many spiritual fields in the periphery, which was a thriving scene.

It doesn't look like a dangerous place.

The most important thing right now is to find a safe place for Xiyue to recover as soon as possible. As long as she recovers, these current dangers are trivial.

The village seems to be able to provide such conditions.

"Then go into the village." Xiyue didn't object.

Chen Ping took a deep breath and sneaked steadily towards the village.

When approaching the village for dozens of miles, I saw a monk walking out of the village and standing at the entrance of the village.

It seemed that they were waiting for Chen Ping and the other two.

Chen Ping put Xiyue down and sensed that there were no monsters around the village, so instead they moved forward with swords together.

"It's been so long since I've seen the two fellow daoists show up. I thought they were in trouble. It's a blessing to be here. Fellow daoists, please come with me." Waiting at the entrance of the village was a middle-aged monk , in Chen Ping's perception, it is estimated to be a Golden Core cultivator.

It seems neither sad nor happy for Chen Ping's arrival.

From the first sentence he uttered, it was known that he was the cultivator who transmitted the sound underground back then.

Chen Ping remained vigilant:

"Thank you senior for saving me just now, and thank you for accepting me. It's really not easy for me and my sister to be able to survive in such a difficult situation. I don't intend to offend, but senior, can you explain what's going on in this village?"

The middle-aged monk was not angry either, but just smiled:

"It's okay, every monk who comes here for the first time is just like you, it's normal to be cautious."

"Everyone in this village is just like you, monks who have unfortunately entered this world. But they are all lucky to find this place, gather together, hug each other for warmth, and struggle to survive."

The middle-aged monk smiled bitterly, shrugged and said:

"Let's go, talk while walking."

Chen Ping and Xiyue looked at each other, held hands together and said, "Senior, please lead the way."

"please."