I will survive with proficiency

Sword Qi danced.

An insect on the blade of grass was chopped off into several sections just as it took off.

Zhenjun Yinyue and Baili Xianling came down the mountain like fierce tigers, galloping towards them, and then they were greeted by several sharp sword qi.

The corner of Zhenjun Yinyue's mouth twitched, he quickly retreated and displayed a defensive shield at the same time.

Just like that, the sword energy passed by.

She almost got scratched.

Hastily said sharply:

"Chen Ping, stop hitting. It's Bengong, Yinyue. When I first met you in Zhumochang, I...you were almost attacked by a bird disguised as a sparrow by Bengong, remember?"

Chen Ping:? ? ?

How can you say it the other way around?

"Senior Yinyue? Xianling? It's really you."

Chen Ping hastily put away the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword. Just now, taking advantage of the skeleton demon cavalry's exhaustion of magic energy and being careless at the same time, he initiated the long-lost Nine Breeze Sword's last three moves, and successfully solved the skeleton demon cavalry. Seeing someone rushing here pretending to be Yinyue, how can Breeze Nine Swords hold back?

I didn't expect it to be Silver Moon.

At this time, Bailiye and Xuanyuan Xuance had also arrived.

"Where did Fellow Daoist Chen go all these years? Why did you suddenly appear here?" Yinyue asked.

Chen Ping put away the long sword:

"I strayed into a space crack, got trapped inside and just walked out. By the way, did Senior Yinyue see my master?"

When mentioning space cracks, Chen Ping thought of his heart-warming master Xiyue.

"Master Ni?"

"Xiyue?"

Yinyue looked bewildered: "Could it be that your master has also entered the Zhumo field? I've never seen it before."

Chen Ping:? ? ?

"Chen Daoyou has seen Fairy Xiyue?"

"No, I just asked casually." Chen Ping was a little disappointed.

At the same time, I also couldn't figure it out, could Xiyue have already walked out of the Momo Field? But why so silently?

No one knows?

Did it go out from the Moyang boundary wall? And it's not convenient for the Moyang Boundary Wall to be shown and known by everyone?

Presumably this is the reason.

"By the way, why are senior Yinyue here?" Chen Ping couldn't talk more about Xiyue, so he could only change the topic.

"Brother Chen, don't, don't move around, be careful to step on the tip of the silver feather gun. Xuan Ce, let's quickly collect these gun heads and bones, this is very precious." Bai Liye on the side hurriedly stopped Chen Ping's about to move That small step.

Is the silver feather gun tip useful?

Isn't this just a pile of bones?

Chen Ping looked at them in puzzlement.

"It's a long story. I'll talk about it as I go after I've collected these spear heads," Yinyue said lightly.

She said she was talking while walking, but she was too lazy to speak and handed over the job of introduction to Bailiye.

turn out to be.

After the evil spirit of the White Mist Forest dropped and the illusion disappeared, they quickly chose to cross the White Mist Forest, and then went all the way north.

They never thought that before they reached their destination, another natural barrier lay in front of them.

This moat is as hopeless as a forest of white mist.

After several years of exploration, they found that the spear heads of these skeleton demon riders were the key to getting through this natural moat.

Over the years, they killed many skeleton demon knights.

However, as the slaughter continued, the resources in their hands became less and less, and it became more and more difficult to kill the skeleton demon cavalry. At the same time, the probability of the skeleton demon cavalry appearing became lower and lower.

These skeleton demon knights appeared out of thin air.

There are no rules.

A few days ago, one of their disciples discovered that there was a skeleton demon riding in this valley. After they got the news, they hurried over, and happened to see Chen Ping.

"Just now I saw Brother Chen's fight against the Skeleton Demon Cavalry. It's just that Brother Chen is in a disguised state. Now people are unpredictable. I didn't dare to go forward easily, so I was delayed. I'm really sorry." Bai Liye apologized.

"It's okay, if it were me, I wouldn't dare to go forward to help strangers easily." Chen Ping didn't care too much, he could understand this choice.

Bailiye smiled and said:

"Just now I saw that brother Chen has been using talismans. Where did you get so many first-order talismans?"

Chen Ping felt baffled.

Looking at Bailiye with puzzled eyes:

"I'm a talisman master, isn't it normal to have some talismans?"

As soon as these words came out, the footsteps of several people paused subconsciously.

Is that a little bit?

Is it normal?

Is it normal for you, a Jindan talisman master, to keep so many first-order talismans?

"Don't you all have talismans?" Chen Ping was surprised to see the stiff faces of several people.

Seeing that no one spoke, Chen Ping was dumbfounded:

"I know that high-level monks don't necessarily have low-level talismans, but no one draws talismans?"

More than ten years.

Are there no talisman masters among so many people?

Don't know how to draw a little yourself?

Bailiye smiled bitterly and said:

"Most of the monks who come here are Jindan cultivators. How many Jindan masters still draw symbols by themselves? When I really need to do it myself, I don't have any tools. But if I want to make tools, how can I use them?" It's so easy."

Chen Ping can understand this.

Daoist Jindan is more or less a figure in the original sect.

This kind of character is more inclined to cultivate the power to make money by himself, just like Chen Ping's spiritual planting team and talisman team.

Very few people really take the time to draw characters by themselves.

Too time consuming.

There is not enough time to practice.

As for making tools, it is even more complicated.

The talisman skin is the simplest, but even this simplest link still needs to involve the cutting of the skin and soaking in the potion, and the potion required involves simple alchemy and medicine refining skills, and it is necessary to find a variety of medicinal materials.

Not to mention the need to make a passable talisman brush, at least it must be the lowest-level first-tier low-grade magic weapon, which involves refining weapons.

Once the talisman skin and the talisman brush are available, the talisman ink is also a troublesome matter, not to mention the skill required to prepare it, the raw materials that need to be added to the talisman ink are not so easy to collect.

The whole process is a loop.

Therefore, Chen Ping always carried the whole set of tools with him.

Chen Ping nodded:

"I still have a little talisman, not many, give it to you, it's good to take it for self-defense."

He took a few stacks of first-order talismans and distributed them to the four.

There are sword avoidance charms, light body charms, body protection charms, good luck charms, evil spirit charms, evil spirit charms, and wind control charms.

These talismans are nothing to him, as long as he spends a few nights, he can output a lot.

Several people looked at the small stack of talismans in their hands, took a deep breath, and looked complicated.

...you call that 'not much'?

"What's wrong?" Chen Ping glanced at them.

"No, it's nothing. Thank you, Brother Chen." Bailiye and Xuanyuan Xuance expressed their thanks quickly, and at the same time took out some of their belongings and handed them to Chen Ping as a gift of thanks.

"Xianling, won't you give it?" Bailiye reprimanded his sister when he saw that his sister only took benefits and did not give anything in return.

"I, I have nothing for Brother Chen." Baili Xianling hesitated.

Yinyue glanced at Baili Xianling.

Seeing that Bailiye wanted to give a lecture, Chen Ping hurriedly said:

"Ham, it's just a few talismans, you don't need to give them, you don't need to give them. I have also received a lot of favors from the Qingluan Dynasty, and it is too late to thank you."

"Don't say it's the talismans I gave you."

He originally thought that some low-level talismans were nothing.

But now it seems that things are rare and expensive, and it is possible to exchange these low-level talismans for other people's magic tools and precious medicines.

The crime of conceived jade, if it is really known, there must be an equal risk.

"What do you mean by the silver-feathered gun tip you mentioned just now, which will help us get out of the ink-chasing field?" Chen Ping continued to ask.

He had just arrived at the northern area of ​​Zhumo Field, and he still had many questions.

Bailiye continued to play the role of science popularizer.

"Like the White Mist Forest, there is also a river in the north, which runs from east to west, and divides the ink field into two. If you want to enter and exit the ink field, you must pass through that river."

"This river is special. The whole river is very strange. It seems that the whole river is an attack formation. Once you enter the river, or want to fly over the river, you will be attacked indiscriminately. In the past ten years, monks have continued to try, Without exception, they will be buried in the river, and there will be no whole body."

After more than ten years, many monks have arrived here one after another.

Everyone huddled together to keep warm, and established a 'North Camp' on the bank of the river.

At most, there were hundreds of people. In recent years, there have been monks who want to fly across the river and return to Taoism. In addition, some monks have gone out to encounter misfortune, or left the main force for other reasons. Today there are only a few dozen left.

Even among these dozens of people, there are still differences on the plan for crossing the river, and some teams plan to leave to find another way.

"However, over the years, I have also discovered some tricks. As long as you take these silver feather spear heads back, make a growth spear, and when the formation above the river is activated, forcefully aim at a certain point and throw the spear, it is possible to let the river flow Form a virtual bridge. And this virtual bridge is safe enough, and it is possible to walk to the other side through this virtual bridge." Bailiye continued.

"It's that simple?" Chen Ping instinctively felt that there might be hidden conditions.

really.

Bailiye smiled helplessly and continued:

"It's not easy at all, so no one has been able to do it in the past ten years. After I arrive at the camp, I will demonstrate it to Brother Chen and I will know."

Chen Ping nodded.

Several people continued to walk and chat.

Of course, Chen Ping was mainly chatting with three men, Bailiye and Xuanyuan Xuance, and Baili Xianling obediently followed beside him, focusing on listening and not talking much.

And Yinyue, as the mother of a country, intentionally or unintentionally maintains the majesty and alienation of her elders in front of everyone, so naturally she doesn't speak much.

A few days later, several people returned to the North Camp.

The North Camp is built along the river, backed by an arc-shaped cliff.

Now there are not many people here, only dozens of people. Some monks have left the team and went to other places to find other ways to leave.

In the camp, some monks built simple thatched huts, while others lived in walls.

"Brother Baili, have you met the head of Wei Xun?" Chen Ping asked.

Bailiye shook his head and said:

"No, I've never met Head Wei before."

"In fact, there were only a few monks in their early 100s when the number of people here was the largest. The number of monks who participated in the battle in the rising sun wall was far more than that. The queen guessed that only a few of them fell here. We are obviously The unlucky part." Bailiye smiled wryly.

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

He's more open to it now.

Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, nothing is absolute luck, if you didn't fall here when you stormed the Moyuan Mountain Range on the Rising Sun Boundary Wall, then it meant that you had to take down the Moyuan Mountain with the team to the death.

Why is it not dangerous when the demons are fighting to the death?

"Let's go, Brother Chen, I'll take you to see what's going on in the river." Bailiye said after introducing the camp.

Turning around, he found that his younger sister was still following behind. He was taken aback for a moment, and reprimanded:

"What are you doing with us? Go back and practice by yourself."

I never realized this girl is so clingy before.

"Oh." Baili Xianling responded aggrievedly, then turned and went to a stone wall cave.

...

Chen Ping's first impression of the river is that it is very wide.

super wide.

It is estimated to be more than a hundred feet, which is obviously much wider than the river on the other side of the White Mist Forest.

The second feeling is deep.

Unfathomable.

He is now at the peak of Qi training, coupled with the bonus of Jindan's physique and body training, his perception is not bad. But when he stared at the river, he found that he couldn't see the depth of the river.

This is completely different from the river on the other side of the White Mist Forest. The river is very shallow, the river is very clear, and the pebbles on the river bed are clearly visible.

According to Bailiye's introduction, the river seems to be an ancient formation, but it doesn't look like it.

As long as a foreign object enters the sky above the river, it will be smashed to pieces in an instant.

"Brother Chen is optimistic."

Bailiye grabbed a rock and threw it lightly.

Before the stones reached the middle of the river, they fell apart in an instant, and it was not even clear how they fell apart.

at the same time.

A halo of light flashed over the river.

"Did you see that halo?" Bailiye pointed to the disappeared halo and said:

"Did you see some sparse mottled spots on that halo? Just throw the silver feather spear over the spot, and a virtual bridge will appear over the river."

"Those spots are divided into three, six, and nine grades. The red spots are the easiest to throw, but the virtual bridge formed by them is fleeting, and it is not enough for me to cross the river. Some monks tried it, but after running with all their strength, they were still only After running a certain distance, he was hanged because the virtual bridge disappeared."

"At present, the red, orange, and yellow spots have been hit by monks, but the virtual bridge formed by them is not enough for me to pass through. The queen mother guessed that only one purple spot in the entire halo can allow me Let's pass through the virtual bridge smoothly."

Chen Ping was lost in thought.

How is this like a target game?

To be precise, it is like a training ground specially set up for disciples to practice certain spells or skills.

Chen Ping couldn't help thinking of the murals he saw in the cave of Lingmai Heart, and one of the murals was a mural of the throwing technique.

Isn't this throwing technique the simplest spell or skill?

Could it be that Master Xiyue led me into that cave for another reason?

Don't you just want to give me the heart of the spirit vein?

"Zhen Jun Yinyue said that as long as the silver feather spear hits the purple spot, he can pass the river?" Chen Ping asked.

Bai Liye nodded:

"The queen mother is just guessing, but at present, this possibility is extremely high."

He smiled wryly:

"Don't look at it as just a throwing process, but it's not easy."

"The light curtain is moving, and the time it appears is too short. Many times it disappears before it even reacts."

"The most abominable thing is that in the distance from here to the light curtain, there are countless dark waves that will affect the trajectory of the silver feather spear. You are clearly aiming at a certain point, but the dark waves will make your spear deviate. It’s a bit similar to the sword-avoiding talisman.”

"It doesn't stop there, the purple spot is only the size of a pinhole, and it's not standing still, but moving within the light curtain. And the light curtain itself is also moving."

"Think about it, how difficult is it?" Bailiye spread his hands helplessly.

"It's really not easy." Chen Ping nodded.

There are too many influencing factors.

In this process, there are extremely strict requirements on strength, angle, speed, shot timing, dark wave calculation, etc.

Indispensable.

Qi-practicing monks lack spiritual awareness, and their perception of dark lines depends entirely on their perception, so the effect will be compromised. In fact, in the Qi training environment, the use of spiritual power is generally not too refined.

This makes it even more difficult to achieve this skill.

It seems to be just a throwing process, but it is actually ten thousand times more difficult than throwing without interference.

"Brother Baili has a silver feather spear in hand?" Chen Ping looked at the river.

"Yes." Bailiye took out a long gun from the storage bag.

It is said to be a silver feather spear, but in fact there is no 'feather', which is different from the spear of the skeleton demon cavalry.

In fact, he made a wooden spear first, and then ground the white bones of the silver-feathered gun head of the skeleton demon rider into powder to make bone ink, which was drawn on the wooden spear under the guidance of spiritual power.

Let the wooden spear become a false magic weapon.

This process is more or less like a refiner.

Among these monks, there are several refiners.

Among them, Yinyue is the master craftsman.

With the blessing of the gun head bone powder, the silver feather spear can be thrown to the light curtain without being pulverized.

Of course, even if the bone powder is injected, the object can only reach the light curtain, and no matter how far it is, it will still be crushed. Therefore, it is not feasible to fly over by covering the whole body with bone powder. These monks have tried this long ago.

Just tried this one.

Over the years, the monks have not been idle and have tried various methods.

Including diving into the water, opening the magic weapon protection shield and rushing over, and flying over with flying monsters tied together, etc.

All are notified of failure.

Chen Ping picked up the silver feather spear that Bailiye had given him, weighed it, then picked up a stone and threw it out.

At the moment when the light curtain appeared, he aimed at a blue spot, recalled the mural in the cave of the heart of Lingmai, and threw the silver feather spear out according to their posture.

There was a sound of '咻'.

The silver feather spear flew out a few feet away from the light curtain.

"Ahem, it's pretty good. It's the first time I missed the light curtain." Bailiye joked.

Chen Ping: .

But Chen Ping didn't care at all.

Because he 'saw' a new line of text 'Throwing: 1/1000' appeared on the panel.

"Give me another silver feather spear to try."

'call out'.

'Throwing: 2/1000'.

Isn't that simple?

Throwing adds one point at a time.

It only takes a few days to fill up.

But when you think about it, throwing is the most basic skill, just like the anatomy he practiced in the past. The anatomy he practiced back then took only three days from beginner to the 'expert' level.

And this throwing technique is similar, except that there is an extra technique for using spiritual power.

Chen Ping looked up at the other side of the river.

There is a high mountain there, and it is said that as long as you reach there and climb the high mountain, you can walk out of the ink-chasing field, and this river will be the last barrier.

But the mountain is here, and people can see it every day, but they can't ask for it, so they can only stare blankly.

It's hopeless.

But for Chen Ping at this moment, he has already seen a broad road.

There is only one thing to do now, and that is——

——Convince Yinyue to work for herself.