I will survive with proficiency

Ever since Baili Xianling knew that Chen Ping was poisoned, she seldom followed Chen Ping like a follower, and spent more time focusing on cultivation.

In her opinion, if Chen Ping can't save himself in the future, then she hopes that one day she can detoxify Chen Ping.

Chen Ping focused on learning throwing skills.

In this way, another ten days passed, and the production speed of Yinyue's silver feather spear was far behind Chen Ping's consumption speed.

But it also gave him more time to experience the throwing process.

As his throwing skills became better and better, so did the number of spots of color he could hit.

So far, he's been able to hit blue spots.

Just missing the final purple blob.

now.

A shot flew out, accurately hitting the blue spot, and a one-foot-wide bridge of light and shadow slowly formed over the river, slowly extending from the bank where Chen Ping was to the opposite bank.

Eventually an arch bridge was formed.

It is a pity that the length of the arch bridge is not enough, and it does not connect the two sides of the strait.

But the bridge deck is not too far away from the opposite bank. Standing on the fault of the bridge deck, you can jump to the opposite bank with a little force.

But Chen Ping didn't dare to risk himself.

From the spirit beast bag, he took out an early first-order monster that he captured outdoors a few days ago.

Throw it on the bridge deck.

After the monster landed on the bridge, it let out a roar when it was reborn, but seeing that Chen Ping was guarding the bridge, it roared at Chen Ping twice, pulled its paws a few times, but finally dared not come over.

Turn around and walk to the other end of the bridge.

Chen Ping stared closely at the monster, and saw that it was walking on the virtual bridge that was obviously light and shadow, but it did not fall into the river, nor was it attacked.

The monster walked to the break of the bridge, looked back at Chen Ping, and roared again, as if to say: You wait.

Then he turned his head and jumped towards the opposite bank which was close at hand.

Almost at the same time, there seemed to be countless swords, lights and swords flashing over the river.

The monster didn't even have time to scream, and was cut into countless pieces in an instant.

'really. '

'It really is not feasible. '

Chen Ping knew it in his heart.

‘This river is narrow and wide. I don’t know if the virtual bridge can directly connect to the other side in a narrower place? '

Thinking of this, Chen Ping immediately walked west and found a place where the river was relatively narrow.

However, the result was not surprising.

It's still a bit short.

Unwilling to give up, Chen Ping changed a few more places, each of which was the same, but in the end they were all slightly different.

'It appears that the length of the virtual bridge is not fixed. What is fixed is the ratio of the width of the river surface to the length of the virtual bridge. '

But Chen Ping didn't have too many regrets.

The blue spots are 100% accurate, are the purple spots still far away?

The main thing is to look at Silver Moon.

As long as the supply of Silver Moon is sufficient, the customs may be cleared in a day.

After a few days.

night.

The stars are bright and the breeze is gentle.

north camp.

A bonfire was burning, and a group of people sat on the ground around the bonfire. The fat monster meat on the fire frame was bubbling in the hot air, making a "sizzling" sound.

"My subordinate heard that His Highness is currently practicing throwing skills. Your Highness will wait for me to see through. Is there any hope for us to go out?" A Yaozu disciple who walked relatively close to Bailiye on weekdays asked with a smile.

"What's your tone? Your Highness makes a move. Of course we have a chance to go out." Another Yaozu disciple reprimanded.

"That's right, that's right, His Highness can definitely do it." One person agreed.

Bailiye helped his forehead, glanced at Chen Ping, and cleared his throat:

"Ahem, it's mainly because the queen mother is practicing, and I'm just helping the queen mother, doing some side tasks. If you want to ask about the progress, you have to ask the queen mother."

As soon as this remark came out, a Yaozu disciple immediately retorted:

"Your Highness, don't underestimate yourself. What is a side effect? ​​To achieve the goal of hitting the purple spot, every step is very important."

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Everyone praised Bailiye along the pole, but Bailiye's face was livid, and he suddenly regretted taking the blame for Chen Ping.

If I really have this strength, it's okay, the problem is that if I don't, it will be revealed sooner or later.

Baili Xianling saw her brother's embarrassment, then looked at Chen Ping who was sitting beside her, and smiled secretly.

Chen Ping calmly gnawed at the monster meat in his hand.

Another middle-aged human monk beside him sighed when he saw the monster monk chatting happily:

"Hey, I don't know when I can go out? Hey, I remember that Chen Daoyou belongs to Ling Xiaozong?"

This middle-aged monk, Chen Ping, recognized him as an elder of a small sect in the southwest of Xihuang.

It is tens of thousands of miles away from Ling Xiaozong, which is not too far away.

"Yes, from Ling Xiaozong." Chen Ping was chewing the monster meat, seeing the middle-aged monk holding the monster meat but not eating it, he said with a smile: "The monster meat is not to your liking?"

"Hey, monster meat is good monster meat, but I have no appetite." The middle-aged monk shook his head: "How can I eat it? It's been more than ten years since I came out, and now the demons are rampant, and I don't know how the sect is doing? "

Chen Ping sighed slightly in his heart.

Looking at the middle-aged monk, he remembered that the sect of the middle-aged monk had been destroyed long ago, and it had been destroyed before he entered the Rising Sun Boundary.

It seems that the middle-aged monk does not know this fact.

Chen Ping opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't tell the middle-aged monk the truth, but only comforted him:

"Keep faith. It will not be easy for me to cultivate to the Golden Core realm. I can always find a solution. As long as I am alive, I can always wait until that day."

"Chen Daoyou looks very confident." The middle-aged monk was infected by Chen Ping's emotions and smiled.

Chen Ping smiled:

"I'm waiting for the journey of cultivating immortals, how can there be smooth sailing? I don't like things often, it's a hard thing, but I can't talk to others, it's a blessing. Isn't it?"

"Haha, that is, that is." The middle-aged monk smiled.

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The bonfire dinner is still going on.

A few Yaozu women became interested in chatting, forgot about the current predicament, and even started dancing, the Yaozu dance.

It has to be said that Yaozu women have a different style of dancing.

Yaozu often hides their true nature and shows others in the image of a human being.

But when they get excited, they will reveal some of their unique body parts, such as a fluffy tail, a pair of pointed pink ears, and a half-foot-long head.

"Brother Chen, do you like long hair?" Just as Chen Ping was looking at it seriously, Baili Xianling's soft voice rang in his ears.

Chen Ping's old face couldn't help turning red.

Just as he was thinking about how to explain, he heard Baili Xianling say:

"Xian Ling is also fine."

Chen Ping:? ? ?

Seeing her small mouth move slightly, Chen Ping was startled, and quickly covered her mouth with one hand:

"Don't mess around, you are a princess, keep your image."

Zhenger Bajing explained:

"Ahem, in my hometown, it would be impolite for me to whisper to each other when people are performing, so I watched it seriously, mainly to respect the performers, and it has nothing to do with whether I like it or not."

"Ahem, where's your mother? Why didn't she come out?" Chen Ping quickly changed the subject.

"In the cave, they should be making silver feather spears." Baili Xianling whispered.

"Then I'll go and see her." Chen Ping stood up.

In Yinyue's temporary cave.

Because there is no formation to protect each other, the sound of cheering outside comes from time to time, making the noisy Yinyue very upset.

She closed all the doors and windows with a bang, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

Really are.

This palace is the mother of a country.

Ben Gong is refining weapons here, and you are having a carnival outside, right?

These days, as Chen Ping continued to practice throwing, the quality requirements for the silver feather spears were getting higher and higher. In order to improve the accuracy, each silver feather spear was required to be as identical as possible.

This made Yinyue dare not be careless in the slightest.

I'm afraid that because of my own mistakes, I won't be able to get out of the ink chasing field in the end.

This took a huge toll on her spiritual power and energy.

The whole person is exhausted.

However, he was also worried that Chen Ping's techniques would become unfamiliar due to his inability to practice continuously, so he had to refine weapons non-stop.

"No more exercises, no more exercises."

"It doesn't matter who comes, I just don't practice."

"Why should I beg for Chen Ping? Why should I be a bully for him? Just because he can hit green spots? Hehe, I have to keep practicing, maybe I can also hit green spots."

"Not only did he not give him a hand, but Bengong had to beat him up to calm down."

At this time, there was a knock on the stone door, followed by Chen Ping's voice.

Chen Ping?

Just in time.

Bengong was worrying that he had nowhere to vent his anger.

Yinyue opened the door, saw Chen Ping, and immediately said:

"Chen Ping, I don't."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Ping said:

"Senior Yinyue, this junior has good news."

Silver Moon: .

Yinyue was filled with anger and felt extremely uncomfortable being suppressed in her heart, thinking, what good news do I have for you? Unless it is possible to get out of the ink chasing field, it is all bad news.

She continued:

"Chen Ping, I don't."

"The junior can already hit the purple spots." Chen Ping said calmly.

Silver Moon: .

Yinyue was interrupted twice and was furious.

This feeling is too uncomfortable.

"Can't you let me finish scolding you before you talk?" She stamped her foot angrily.

"Chen Ping, I don't."

Huh?

She suddenly realized what Chen Ping said just now:

"What did you say?"

Chen Ping was speechless: "Senior, you should finish scolding me before you talk."

Silver Moon: .

She walked over to close the stone door, typed another mute sign, and pulled Chen Ping towards the stone table:

"You said just now that you can hit the purple spots?"

Chen Ping ignored her question.

"Senior, you should scold first, otherwise this junior will appear very rude." Chen Ping was expressionless.

Silver Moon: .

Hehe smiled:

"Where? I and your master are brothers and sisters. You are also your uncle. Now you are working hard day and night for me to get out of the ink field. Why would I scold you? Sit down and drink tea."

Chen Ping's face is black:

"Senior said he would beat me up when he was alone in the room just now."

Silver Moon: .

"Nothing, nothing. Hehe, to tell you the truth, when I was young, I was integrated with my elder sister Yuanshen, and my elder sister was more irritable. She was the one talking just now. But fellow Daoist Chen, don't worry. At this moment, her primordial spirit has been suppressed by me. I can swear that liars will never be human."

Chen Ping: .

You are not human.

Chen Ping stopped making fun of her.

Knowing that she was just complaining.

It is understandable that the manager gets off work at a certain point every day, but makes his employees work overtime every night, and checks the effectiveness of overtime every morning.

It lasted more than a month.

Who can stand this?

It's just complaining, not directly rectifying the workplace is already restrained.

He went on to introduce his training results during this period, and seeing Yinyue's eyes getting brighter, he finally said:

"In my opinion, seventy or eighty silver feather spears should be able to hit the purple spot smoothly."

Yinyue was overjoyed.

She didn't see a lie in Chen Ping's eyes, and Chen Ping didn't need to lie.

This means that you can get out of the ink chasing field immediately.

More than ten years.

Waiting for this moment.

She nodded and said:

"Don't worry, I will make a hundred silver feather spears tonight, and you can throw them tomorrow."

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment.

Make a hundred in one night?

Without rest?

"Will it be too hard?" Chen Ping asked softly.

"No, only a hundred or so." Yinyue said energetically.

The corner of Chen Ping's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything.

In the past month or so, he has thrown out more than 6,000 silver feather spears.

But among the more than 6,000 sticks, 2,000 of them were purchased from monks, ready-made.

Silver Moon made only 4,000 of them.

It's almost like a hundred sticks a day, and the wheel rotates day and night. Of course, the wooden spear was made by her subordinates, and she just completed the final part of drawing the wooden spear with bone powder.

But now, she didn't hesitate at all for a hundred sticks a night.

It seems.

The potential of a worker is indeed endless.

"When throwing tomorrow, please seniors go throwing with me." Chen Ping finally said.

"You want my help?" Yinyue asked.

I want you to take the blame!

Throwing tomorrow, you should be able to successfully throw the purple spots. By then, there may be some huge vision, and it will be bad if it is discovered.

With Yinyue here, everything is the fault of Yinyue.

"Of course." Chen Ping said seriously:

"Of course I need the assistance of the seniors. There may be some dangers in breaking the final pass tomorrow. The seniors are strong, and with the seniors around, the juniors can throw with confidence."

"En." Yinyue nodded.

Being recognized by Chen Ping as 'strong' made her feel slightly refreshed.

"How about? The junior is here tonight to help the senior, right? It's faster this way." Chen Ping suggested.

Yinyue narrowed her eyes:

"Talk about something!"

After a pause, he said unhappily:

"You are the same as your master, you can't get early without benefits."

Chen Ping: .

"Senior wronged me, I really want to help senior refine weapons together."

"but."

"This junior really wants to ask Senior Yinyue about something. The blood spirit stinging pearl I picked up contained a section of monster script, but it seemed to be different from the monster script I saw in Luanluo City before. I don't know Can seniors help me out?"

Now that I am about to leave Zhumochang, how long will it be before I see Yaozu again?

It's better to use this opportunity to find out the situation of the Blood Lingzhu Yuanzhu first.

It's actually okay to ask Baili Xianling.

But Baili Xianling didn't even know her own physique, so obviously she couldn't know as much as Yinyue.

Tonight is the best time.

Yinyue didn't take the bead handed over by Chen Ping, she knew the information in the bead like the back of her hand, and said slowly:

"That is the ancient script of the Yaozu, which is completely different from the script of the Yaozu in Luanluo City. Of course you don't know it."

"It's a natural bead, but it's not all. It's related to the blood sacrifice of the demon clan, you don't need to know about it."

"What you need to understand is that this bead can make the demon clan treat you as a distinguished guest. Even the most noble emperor demon, even the demon saint of the demon world, as long as the bead is in hand, they will not embarrass you .”

"You can even get help or the resources you want from them. Of course, it is impossible for you to ask the other party to commit suicide. To be precise, when your request is unacceptable to the other party, to the extent that the other party is willing to die or die When your cultivation base never progresses and you are unwilling to fulfill you, your request cannot be fulfilled."

"Besides, it's best to use sparingly. Every time you use it, you will consume one Yuanling. Now there are only two Yuanling patterns left in the Blood Lingzhu Yuanzhu. When the two Yuanlings disappear completely, it will be worthless."

The energy is so powerful?

Chen Ping was shocked.

Can you get help from the demon saint?

subconsciously asked:

"Can any monster clan recognize it? Regardless of the noble status of the other party? Regardless of the level of cultivation?"

"What the junior means is that, for example, a monk like you, senior, has a much higher level of cultivation than me. As long as I make a request, even if it is the most precious thing for the senior, the senior will agree?"

Chen Ping asked sincerely, because he had doubts in his heart. He didn't know what kind of ritual the blood sacrifice of the monster clan was?

A bead can actually make the other party agree to the request unconditionally.

What if you don't agree?

Could it be that he will be backlashed by the morality of the blood sacrifice?

or something else?

But as soon as these words came out, Yinyue stared blankly at Chen Ping, her chest heaving slightly, she stared at Chen Ping quietly for a while, and then said:

"Yes. So, you want to use the Blood Spirit Stinging Yuanzhu on Bengong?"

"ah?"

Chen Ping came back to his senses:

"Senior misunderstood. I just gave an example."

He looked at the blood spirit sting pearl in his hand.

Unexpectedly, Baili Xianling's gift this time was so important.

He didn't know how to express his mood at the moment.

"Does Baili Xianling know the value of the Blood Lingzhu Yuanzhu?" Chen Ping asked with a complicated mood.

"Know."

"Bailiye also knows, which is why he was so angry when he learned that Xianling had lost the Blood Lingling Yuanzhu." Yinyue said lightly.

Chen Ping nodded.

Thinking about finding a chance to return it to Baili Xianling.

This is too precious.

At this time, Yinyue seemed to see through his mind, and the voice sounded again:

"You don't need to return it to her, it's useless to return it."

Chen Ping frowned, puzzled: "Why?"

Silvermoon explained:

"There are five blood spots in the Blood Lingzhu Yuanzhu, and you can recognize the owner up to five times. Every time you recognize it, one spot disappears. The current Blood Lingzhu Yuanzhu has no blood spots. In other words, even if you erase your own Imprint, if you give it to others, others will not be able to use it, it will only make it useless."

Seeing Chen Ping's face full of emotion, she continued:

"This bead is not belonging to my Qingluan Dynasty. When I got it, I have already recognized its owner twice, and I am the third owner."

She didn't say anything later.

But it was obvious that Baili Xianling was the fourth master.

And Chen Ping is the fifth.

Also last.

At this time, Yinyue's words sounded again:

"The Sensitivity of the Blood Spirit Stinging Yuanzhu is very strong. This is also the reason why Bengong can interact with the magic weapon in Bengong's hand with a little modification."

"However, for the monster race above the transformation god, it can perceive the other party without transformation, and it is a one-way perception. In other words, you can perceive where the other party is, but he can't perceive you. The blood of the monster race is getting stronger. The more powerful, the more perceptive."

"So, keep it safe, the last request is best not to be used lightly, otherwise the perception will disappear."

Chen Ping looked at the Blood Lingzhu Yuanzhu again.

Baili Xianling's silly appearance came to mind.

Complicated feelings.

"Thank you, senior, for clarifying the confusion." Chen Ping thanked, and put away the Blood Lingling Yuanzhu:

"It's getting late, so the younger generation won't bother the senior forging."

"Aren't you going to make a hand-crafted weapon for Ben Gong?" Yinyue's mouth curved slightly.

"No, the junior has almost no refining skills, so I can't help you much, but it will slow down the progress of the senior." Chen Ping stood up and said goodbye.

When he walked out, his keen hearing heard Yinyue's soft muttering:

'Really are. What kind of master there is, there is what kind of apprentice. '