I will survive with proficiency

"Chen Ping has met Fairy Biyuan."

When facing Fairy Biyuan alone, Chen Ping was somewhat embarrassed.

After all, he left without saying goodbye.

Fairy Biyuan looked at Chen Ping softly for a long time before saying:

"How long will it take?"

"I don't know yet." Chen Ping said truthfully.

What is the Cangqing Ancient World like? How many years will the future channel be opened? Can I walk back through the Lingxi Corridor in the opposite direction?

Chen Ping didn't know this.

How to talk about when to come back?

Fairy Biyuan took out a jade object from her arms and handed it to Chen Ping:

"Take this Luan Ling Burning Light Mother Turtle with you. It can help you pass through the Lingxi Corridor."

Chen Ping took it and looked at it.

It is a black turtle object made of sapphire. The main body is a cyan female turtle, and there is a small black turtle lying on the mother turtle's back.

At first glance it seems unremarkable.

But after careful perception, these two turtles did not seem to be dead objects, as if they could come to life at any time, and they were full of aura and mysterious energy.

"Thank you, Fairy." Chen Ping thanked him.

Fairy Biyuan nodded slightly and said softly:

"Borrowed."

"You have to pay it back."

Chen Ping smiled and nodded.

The two stood like this for a while, staring at each other. Chen Ping didn't know what to say, so he thanked and left again.

"Come back alive."

Fairy Biyuan said lightly.

Chen Ping nodded, turned around and disappeared into the Black Mist Mountains.

Only after entering the Black Mist Forest did Chen Ping understand why it was called the Black Mist Forest.

The fog here is black, like the black smoke from unburned firewood. It is highly poisonous and can cause hallucinations, making people trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves.

The most important thing is that the black mist here is created by the mountains under natural conditions, not by artificial formations or restrictions.

This means that these black fogs cannot be removed.

It's completely different from the fog in Zhumo Field.

Chen Ping held the token given by Xiyue in his hand, and relied on his invulnerable body to go deep into the black fog forest.

Previously, when I was on Qilin's back, I had seen the information given by Xiyue. The token was the key to entering the Lingxi Corridor through the Black Mist Forest.

The Lingxi Corridor has no inherent entrance.

As long as you hold the token and walk around in the Black Mist Forest, you may enter the Lingxi Corridor at some point.

Just keep going deeper and deeper, after a few days.

I don’t know what happened, I don’t know where I entered, I don’t know what I encountered.

In short, a scene different from the black mist forest suddenly appeared in front of me like a paradise.

This is a picture of an ancient forest with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

There is no black fog.

No poisonous gas.

Some are singing birds, fragrant flowers, singing animals and singing insects.

Everything is so fresh.

"Lingxi Corridor."

Chen Ping took a deep breath and walked forward.

Western wilderness.

Moyang Boundary Wall.

In the abyss, a huge immortal statue stands in it.

The statue is dozens of feet high, and its lower body is submerged in the dense trees of the abyss, making it impossible to see the whole thing.

The upper body is covered with vines.

Not only vines, but also small trees and flowers.

The stones on the surface of the statue are mottled, and some of them have even fallen off.

Xiyue stared at the huge sculpture in Jiyuan, her chest rising and falling slightly.

The dew on the leaves reflected her face.

Wearing a brocade robe, she outlines her graceful figure. On her noble face, she has beautiful eyebrows, and her big eyes are as clear as springs, without a trace of impurities.

The corners of her mouth were slightly curved into a seductive arc, and the red lips still had the aroma of unknown wine and a slight sheen.

She stood there for a while, until there was a wave of vibration on the boundary wall, and her breath suddenly shook.

Nascent Soul escaped from the body without hesitation.

The perfect body exploded suddenly, turned into powder, and disappeared without a trace.

In the distance, a flower withered instantly due to the influence of air waves.

The detached Nascent Soul had a firm gaze, glanced at the body that no longer existed, turned around, swooped down, and plunged into the huge stone sculpture.

The forbidden lines covering the surface of the statue flickered.

After a while, an old Taoist with empty sleeves appeared in front of the statue.

The old man stood in front of the statue, looked up at the tall statue, his eyes slowly darkened, and then slowly returned to their original state.

He sneered.

"Soul Sealing Technique."

"I'm very cruel to myself. I don't want it when my body says I don't want it."

"It's just that you acted like this and sealed your Nascent Soul. Who are you waiting for?"

"As expected, you still believe that your senior brother Ji Xiuyuan is still alive. But, do you think he can save you? He is alive because I don't want his life. If I want his life, he will die at any time. "

"Since you want to seal your soul so much, never come out again."

A spell completely sealed the statue.

The old man snorted coldly, turned into a stream of light and escaped, disappearing.

Lingxi Corridor.

"Shangguan Ruolin, this corridor has existed for tens of thousands of years. It is an opportunity for the capable people in the human world, and it is also an opportunity for the aspiring people in the Cangqing ancient world. If you are for your own selfish interests, you will artificially set up traps again to prevent the talented monks from the human world from using it. Lingxi Corridor. That Demon King won’t agree to it.”

From the distant horizon, a figure with a demonic aura floated over and landed on a mountain.

On the top of another hill, there was an old monk sitting.

After hearing this, the old monk opened his eyes, looked at the person who came, and sneered: "Demon King? How many years have you been in the demon world? Do you really think of yourself as a demon?"

As soon as Chen Ping entered the Lingxi Corridor, he saw such a scene.

His facial muscles could not help but tremble.

Two avatars?

Damn it, the Lingxi Corridor is really dangerous.

As soon as I entered, I encountered a fight with the Avatar.

Doesn’t it mean that the transformed gods usually don’t take action? Is it easy to be counterattacked?

Fortunately, neither of the two avatars noticed his appearance.

Chen Ping restrained his aura and became like a mortal. He disappeared into the forest and slowly moved in the opposite direction to the top of the mountain where the two transformed gods were.

This kind of battle is too destructive, and it will be troublesome if it is affected.

"If you don't want to call me the Demon King, you can call me the Demon King." The demonic middle-aged monk raised his eyebrows and smiled. The demonic aura on his body disappeared and turned into billowing demonic aura.

"Humph." Shangguan Ruolin sneered: "I think you want to be a human king."

"King of men?" The demonic middle-aged monk looked up to the sky and laughed:

"That's not bad."

Shangguan Ruolin’s face was expressionless:

"This Lingxi Corridor is not something that should exist in the first place. Since it is prepared for those who are aspiring, I would like to add some difficulty to it. It is reasonable and reasonable, so what's wrong with it?"

The demonic middle-aged monk smashed his mouth and said:

"Let me tell you, your life is really tiring."

"You have to find a high-sounding reason for everything you do. You are obviously worried that some talented monks will leave the human world through this corridor, and worry that it will affect your imprisonment and restoration plan, but you still refuse to admit it, so you have to find a reason for yourself. "

"Have you believed the lies you made up?"

"Are you tired?"

Shangguan Ruolin's face darkened and he said angrily:

"Are you really going to fight to the death with me?"

"No, no, don't talk nonsense." The demonic middle-aged monk chuckled: "If you die, I will get out alive."

After saying that, he rushed towards Shangguan Ruolin.

Chen Ping, who was sneaking forward, suddenly felt bad.

No longer caring about restraining his breath, he hurriedly ran forward, hoping to leave the whirlpool of the battle as soon as possible.

These two old immortals!

A handful of people are still restless despite their age.

Is it easy to be promoted to a god?

Must fight.

I even called here.

Chen Ping ran with all his strength, and the explosion behind him made his scalp numb.

That's it.

A breath of conflict and dissipation still threw him away.

"Bang!"

He fell heavily to the ground.

A large swath of trees fell.

But Chen Ping didn't care at all, he got up and continued running wildly. This time, being thrown away by the escaping breath actually made him benefit, and he was instantly away from the core area of ​​the battle.

But while running like this, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a wine bottle from the corner of his eye.

An unusually familiar hip flask.

"Jian Nanchun?"

This discovery made him subconsciously stop the car.

Under a big tree, a wine pot was thrown there casually. There was nothing wrong with the wine pot. There were three words engraved on the pot -

——Jian Nanchun.

It was the flask from which he brewed the nameless wine.

Genuine wine bottle guaranteed to be replaced.

Chen Ping glanced at the earth-shattering battle on the horizon, then looked back at the wine pot, and rushed over in two steps.

Infuse spiritual consciousness.

Sure enough, there was a code word.

The arrangement method of Jian Nanchun's wine pot code words seen in Zhumo Field is exactly the same.

The secret language is also something only he and Xiyue know.

Chen Ping thought briefly and moved quickly in the direction of the arrow on the wine bottle.

The second hip flask was quickly found.

Then the third one, the fourth one

Until it came to an abrupt end in front of a cliff.

It is very similar to the Zhumo Field back then.

Chen Ping's heart was filled with ups and downs. He thought about it, took a deep breath, and reached out to touch the small point on the cliff pointed by the arrow of the wine pot.

Without any surprise, he instantly appeared in a deep cave.

Chen Ping lit the white flame at his fingertips and walked slowly forward along the path of the cave.

Unlike the ancient caves in Zhumochang, there are no murals, no words, and even no dead bones.

There are no traces of human life here.

More like a monster cave.

But now the cave is filled with the smell of decay and dust. Even if it is a monster cave, it was hundreds of years ago, or even earlier.

Just like this, I kept walking forward along the rugged cave and the dark passage. The further inside I felt, the more spiritual energy I felt.

Not only aura, but aura as well.

Could it be another spiritual heart?

Chen Ping felt happy and quickened his pace.

After passing through more than ten miles of cave tunnels and walking into the innermost cavity, what caught my eye was indeed a spiritual vein.

At the very center of the spiritual vein, there is a beating heart.

"It is indeed the heart of spiritual veins."

Not only that.

This spiritual heart is several times larger than the spiritual heart obtained in Zhumo Field.

The spiritual energy is more abundant.

“It’s really a timely help.”

After more than two hundred years of practice, the spiritual heart from back then has been almost exhausted.

Unexpectedly, another one came.

Chen Ping immediately patrolled around the cave, and after confirming that there was no danger, he immediately meditated.

Based on his last experience, he knew that there might be a problem with the concept of time in such a cave, and countless years might pass by without even realizing it.

But he is not worried. There is a panel, and every increase in age will be recorded on the panel.

now.

By meditating and using the Purple Yuan Immortal Skill, one can clearly feel that the spiritual energy here is not only rich, but the unique aura of the spiritual heart is also richer than the previous spiritual heart.

The flavor is more pure.

This special aura is more conducive to monks' absorption and can speed up their practice.

Chen Ping was delighted.

With the help of this spiritual heart, your practice will become faster.

It is also conducive to continuously warming and nourishing the Nascent Soul and laying a stronger foundation.

As the technique operates, spiritual energy continuously flows into the body, transforming into true essence, and then tempering oneself.

In the dantian, Yuanying closed his eyes and meditated, with pure golden light escaping from his body. Underneath him, the infant fire futon glowed faintly.

After this special spiritual energy entered the body, a small amount of blue flame began to appear in the luster of the infant fire.

Six days later.

The gold on Yuanying's body continued to shine, and the golden light began to gather, forming a bunch of light beams. The beam of light continued to flow around Nascent Soul, forming a light curtain.

This oval-shaped light curtain is like a cicada chrysalis, wrapping Nascent Soul within it, wrapping it more and more tightly.

Then, the Nascent Soul began to absorb the pupa shell.

These pupa shells are like tonics, making Yuanying become more and more porcelain and stronger.

But when the pupa shell was eaten away to the last thin layer, the difficulty suddenly increased, and Nascent Soul's absorption of the pupa shell became difficult.

The light connecting the two is almost broken.

At this moment, the purple bracelet on the Nascent Soul's ankle, which was generated by the secondary transformation of the infant, suddenly burst out with countless purple light filaments. These light filaments firmly grasped the pupa shell that was about to escape.

The cicada pupa was absorbed by Nascent Soul again.

Finally, with a burst of aura turbulence in the dantian, the cicada pupa disappeared.

Absorbed completely.

The golden light previously emitted from the Nascent Soul also completely disappeared.

It didn't leak out, but was completely restrained within the body by the Nascent Soul, without even a trace of golden light spilling out.

Chen Ping suddenly opened his eyes.

[Name: Chen Ping. 】

[Realm: Yuanying (fourth level): 1/100. 】

[Shouyuan: 423/1440. 】

【.】

Before I knew it, I was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Perhaps it was because he encountered the Purple Gold Dao-Destroying Thunder shortly after transforming into an infant, which was equivalent to experiencing a Nascent Soul Tribulation in advance. After that, Chen Ping had a smooth journey and did not encounter any Nascent Soul Tribulation again.

So much so that it seemed like he had gone from the early stage of Yuanying to the middle stage of Yuanying without going through any hurdles.

The early stage of Nascent Soul is a stage of laying foundation.

After the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the Nascent Soul will become more solidified. For example, the Nascent Soul in the Dantian at this moment is so solid that no trace of golden light can leak out from the body.

In the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the main purpose of practice is to increase the density of Nascent Soul.

If the Nascent Soul at this moment is like an empty porcelain jar, then the next step of practice is to fill the porcelain jar with ‘golden water’.

In other words, if the Nascent Soul at this moment is a wooden utensil, then the next thing to do is to turn it into an iron utensil, a gold utensil, a mysterious utensil, etc.

Continuously increase the density of Nascent Soul.

This density will determine the Nascent Soul's ability to grow in the future.

‘This time it only took 31 years to go from the third floor to the fourth floor. ’

‘It’s indeed a lot faster. ’

Chen Ping smiled happily.

The first two levels took a total of 102 years, with an average of 52 years for one level, and now it takes 31 years for one level, which is equivalent to a 40% increase in the speed of cultivation.

Not unpleasant at all.

Of course, this was not only because of the Heart of Spiritual Veins, but also because he spent a lot of time practicing various skills in the first two levels to lay the foundation and enrich himself.

And in these 31 years, I basically only did one thing.

That is to practice Ziyuan Immortal Kung Fu.

Shouyuan also had a surprise.

When you first enter the first level of Nascent Soul, you are 1350 years old, the second level is 1370 years old, and the third level is 1400 years old.

From this point of view, with each additional level of small realm, the increased life span increases in an arithmetic sequence.

That is, they increase by 10, 20, 30, and 40 years respectively.

At the latest level, the lifespan increased has been greater than the age consumed.

That's pretty good.

The longevity of normal monks does not increase so quickly. It seems that the longevity skills practiced in the first three levels are still exerting a continuous influence.

Chen Ping took a breath.

Got up and moved around a bit.

At present, it seems that this cave, like the cave in Zhumo Field, has a special impact on time.

I have only practiced here for six days, but more than thirty years have passed.

'More than thirty years.'

‘Have the plans to repair the prison outside been started? ’

‘I don’t know how it went? Have you gone to eighteen? Did Jia Zhong take it? ’

‘How many monks died in this catastrophe? ’

‘I wonder how Master Xiyue is doing? After suffering such a serious injury at that time, he still had to deal with the wrath of Shengxian Valley. ’

Chen Ping took a breath.

He decided to continue practicing here.

Thirty years have passed, and the two avatars fighting outside must have ended long ago.

But at this juncture of thirty years, it's hard to say whether the confinement and restoration will cause any trouble. Since it's stable here, let's practice here for a few more decades.

Thinking of this and the issue of time passing here, Chen Ping did not waste time and immediately practiced the Ziyuan Immortal Technique again.

Time flies as fast as lightning.

Just a few days passed.

The Nascent Soul becomes more dense.

Previously it was wood, now it is porcelain.

It's more than two or three times heavier.

There have been changes again on the panel too.

The realm became ‘Nascent Soul (Fifth Level): 1/100’.

Shou Yuan became ‘455/1490’.

Chen Ping didn't have much joy.

Or the joy of breaking through to the middle stage of Yuanying has not had time to completely dissipate.

From Chen Ping's perception, although he had broken through two realms successively, only more than ten days had passed.

It all happened so fast.

‘It’s been safe enough to stay here for more than sixty years. ’

It's safe enough here.

There doesn't seem to be any harm in continuing to practice here.

It can even block the tracking of Shengxian Valley.

But here, two small realms have been promoted, reaching the fifth level of Yuanying. The next disaster of Yuanying may come at any time, and it is obviously inappropriate to stay here all the time.

Moreover, after the mid-stage of Nascent Soul, certain means need to be taken to strengthen the Nascent Soul. Practicing alone is not conducive to laying a solid foundation.

Chen Ping stood up and moved around briefly. He didn't even waste time trying various spells and began to clean up his belongings.

First, he took out the Yunshuang Yao Spirit Box, took out the original shrunken spiritual heart, and put it in the storage bag.

Then he carefully dug out the beating heart from the spiritual veins and put it into the Yunshuang Yao Spirit Box.

This is a huge opportunity.

In the next few hundred years of practice, there is no need to worry about spiritual energy problems.

Finally, dig up spiritual stones as usual.

This time there is a 10,000-square-meter storage bag that can empty all the purest spiritual stones on this spiritual vein.

Taking into account the time issue here, Chen Ping did not choose carefully, digging one thing and installing the other.

The entire storage bag was quickly filled.

Then quickly leave this spiritual vein cave.

PS: I would like to add that the book has reached the final stage, and there are still 1.5 major realms left. It will officially end when the protagonist successfully ascends to the spiritual world. Let me tell you in advance to avoid everyone feeling too sudden. The pitfalls will be filled in, and the plot is very complete. In fact, the original outline only covered the moment of ascending to the spiritual world, so it can be considered as planned.