I will survive with proficiency

"Do you recognize Yun Xiaoping?"

After coming out of the restaurant, Chen Ping turned to ask Yun Lingshan beside him.

Yun Lingshan nodded slightly:

"Yes, when my aunt and I left the human world, he was just born. Because his parents admired Brother Chen, they gave him this name."

"I didn't expect that he would actually become a foundation-building monk later. It's a pity."

It's a pity that he has returned home.

Right.

From the time they left the human world to now, almost six hundred decades have passed. As long as they are not promoted to Nascent Soul, even the golden elixir monks have already returned to the path.

Time flies by and never waits for anyone.

"Let's go, I'll go check on the alliance situation." Chen Ping led the two of them towards the city lord's palace.

After some questioning just now, it is already certain that this Yunmen is the Yun family that originally migrated from the Western Wilderness.

The defense measures of the City Lord's Mansion at the Jindan level were useless in Chen Ping's eyes.

The gatekeeper disciples were unaware that the three of them had entered the city lord's palace without any tokens or causing any fluctuations in the formation.

After releasing his spiritual consciousness, he quickly arrived at the place of alliance.

The meeting place is in the inner courtyard of a palace in the city lord's palace.

The mansion was heavily guarded, and many disciples from Yunmen and He Xianzong were pacing outside and unable to enter.

Both sides' eyes were on fire.

They all seemed eager to eat each other alive.

The inner courtyard is wide, with people from Yunmen and He Xianzong standing on the east and west sides, and each side is about the size of a dozen monks.

There is an open space in the middle, and on the main seat on the north side of the inner courtyard, the middleman of this alliance is sitting.

Chen Ping and three others, disguised as disciples of the Yun family outside the mansion, appeared silently at the back of the Yun family disciples side of the inner courtyard.

When Chen Ping cast the spell, no one noticed when there were three more people.

"Master He, please don't push people too hard. This swamp is the last spiritual land of my Yun family. We have already given up two mines, a spiritual lake, and three medicinal gardens. The last alliance can be It’s been agreed upon and it won’t change for a hundred years.”

After hearing the other party's conditions, the head of the Yun family turned dark.

The head of the Yun family is an early stage Jindan monk.

Among the group of monks of the He Xian Sect opposite, sitting in the middle is an energetic middle-aged monk, who is also a Jindan monk, namely the head of the He Xian Sect, Head He.

Head He snorted coldly:

"It was indeed agreed upon before."

"Master Ke Yun can see for himself."

Head He clapped his hands, and a monk came out from behind him. He lifted up his sleeves and exposed his arms, revealing what looked like a ferocious scar.

Then without waiting for others to see clearly, he quickly put down his sleeves and returned to the group.

Headmaster He said with a cold face:

"Master Yun, you, a disciple of the Yun family, have ulterior motives. While you signed a contract with us that will last forever, you secretly robbed and killed our disciples. You must have a vicious heart."

"That's her."

"It was your Yun family who broke the contract first."

One finger pointed at a female foundation-building cultivator in the Yun family's team.

The face of the female cultivator from the Yun family changed:

"I don't."

"You said no, then there is no?" Head He's breath burst out:

"Even the scars are the marks of your sword. The evidence is conclusive, but you still want to deny it? Now that City Master Jin and Senior Hua are here, do you, the Yun family, dare to deny it?"

As he spoke, he cupped his hands with the people at the main seat to the north.

A fat male cultivator on the main seat smiled coquettishly. He was obviously the lord of this immortal city.

He is also the middleman of today's alliance.

But at this moment, City Lord Jin was not sitting on the most representative seat.

Sitting on the main seat is a monk who is concentrating with his eyes closed. He is also the senior Hua at Zhang Zhang's door, the True Lord of Nascent Soul.

The only Nascent Soul Lord present.

The fat City Lord Jin glanced at Huazhenjun, and when he saw that Huazhenjun still had his eyes closed, he spoke:

"Master Yun, this is indeed your Yun family's fault."

"We've obviously signed an agreement, so why are we still fighting and killing?"

"I" the female cultivator from the Yun family had eyes full of grievances and seemed to want to explain.

But Master Yun who was sitting in front of her raised his hand to stop her.

Master Yun closed his eyes slightly.

Didn't he know that this was a slander that had been planned for a long time, but in the face of strength, all explanations and evidence were so feeble.

A sense of sadness came over me.

The idea of ​​retreat arose in my heart.

The intention to move out of this area again.

He just felt guilty.

Ashamed of my ancestors.

When the Yun family moved here, the ancestor realized that if he wanted to develop here, it would be difficult to build a foundation and become the ancestor of the family.

So the whole family used their strength to train him into a golden elixir monk. For this reason, there was a gap of outstanding disciples in the family for a hundred or two hundred years.

The price is not small.

The reason is that his golden elixir can better lead the family forward.

But.

Master Yun’s expression looked gloomy.

When the family migrated here, even though they had the convenience of a fellow Jindan family, they still suffered heavy losses. When they arrived here, the population was already extremely depleted.

It was precisely because of this that after the Green Forest Immortal Sect was disbanded, he did not choose to let his family continue to migrate, but instead took root on the spot and recuperated.

Even though the living environment here is harsh.

But now, it has reached this situation again.

The situation of having to leave home again.

The development of a family is different from that of an individual cultivator. The development of a family is about management, and the network of business relationships takes time to accumulate. Sometimes it even takes hundreds of years to squeeze out other competitors and gain a foothold in a certain field.

Therefore, it is not advisable to migrate frequently.

Master Yun's heart was full of anger. If he was alone, he would definitely fight to the death with the other party at this moment. The scholar could not be killed but could not be humiliated. How could he, a real Jindan master, live in such humiliation?

But he can't be impulsive. There is a whole family behind him.

The skills are not as good as the people, that's all.

Master Yun slowly opened his eyes:

"Since Headmaster He and City Lord Jin have said so, I, Yun, have nothing to say. Headmaster He can just take that swamp. But my Yun family is still in business, so we have to wait for five years."

Five years later, the family can only be allowed to move long distances once more.

Master Yun was prepared for the worst.

Then, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard the categorical denial from Head He:

"no."

"From tomorrow onwards, he will belong to my He Xian Sect."

"You" Master Yun was furious.

The Yun family disciples were even more angry.

His ancestor's repeated concessions were rewarded by the opponent's pressing step by step.

"Who do you think, He Xianzong? Even if my Yun family is destroyed, I won't give it to you." A grumpy Yun family disciple immediately roared.

"Presumptuous." Headmaster He struck him from the air:

"Are all the juniors of the Yun family such rude people?"

"Bang!"

Master Yun received the palm from Master He:

"He is a master of Jindan, but he takes action against a junior. Is this the etiquette of your He Xianzong?"

After receiving it with one palm, he suddenly retracted his hand.

The faces of all the Yun family disciples were ashen.

There was silence for a moment.

Because they saw the ancestor's hand behind his back, which was constantly trembling and blood was dripping down.

"Okay, okay, why are you still fighting?" The fat City Lord Jin interrupted at the right time.

Then he glared at the Yun family disciple again:

"Juniors should not interfere in the negotiation between real people."

Finally, he looked at Master Yun:

"Lao Yun, I say you too. Since we have agreed to give the swamp, why does it have to wait five years? It's enough to harvest all the spiritual materials in these two days."

This is obviously biased.

Many spiritual materials take years, even decades, to mature.

The Yun family is now harvesting immediately, and the losses are not as small as usual.

Master Yun’s lips trembled slightly.

I thought the city lord would favor He Xianzong, but I didn't expect it to be so biased.

It seems that Master He came here well prepared today.

"I find it difficult for me to agree with this request." Master Yun's eyes narrowed.

"This" City Lord Jin sighed:

"Master Yun, this city lord is helping you."

"Since you don't appreciate it, I, the city lord, won't care about it. You can solve it on your own. Negotiate as soon as possible, but don't disturb Senior Hua's rest. Senior Hua rarely comes out."

After finishing speaking, the Yuanying monk opened his eyes slightly.

The people in the field suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

"Senior Hua!"*2

Master Yun and Master He both stood up and held their hands.

According to rumors, the senior Yuanying monk is not a monk from a nearby sect, but a major cultivator from a distant sect who traveled here.

The Yuanying monk opened his eyes slightly:

"The sect shall negotiate and deliver the property sooner rather than later. Let's settle the matter as it is. The swampland will be delivered within five days. Do you two still have any appeal?"

The disciples of the Yun family are all filled with a sense of humiliation and resentment.

How is this different from delivery tomorrow?

It's not that the Yun family hasn't been trying to make ends meet over the years, but it's not as thorough as Head He who has gone all out. Head He can even send his own women to be imprisoned by others without any hesitation.

Master Yun Clan cannot do this.

Today, the city lord and the wandering Yuanying monk can be so partial to Head He, without even thinking about what kind of reward Head He has promised them.

really.

As soon as he finished speaking, the injured disciple of He Xianzong suddenly walked out and bowed to Senior Hua:

"Senior, please make the decision for me."

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to this little Qi practitioner.

I don’t know what grievance this disciple has.

After receiving the promise from True Lord Nascent Soul, the little Qi practitioner pointed at the female Foundation-building cultivator of the Guan family and shouted:

"She caused all my meridians to break."

"I want her to be my concubine."

"What did you say?" Even if Master Yun was willing to endure it, he immediately stood up and his real aura burst out.

"It's too much to bully others, don't even think about it."

"If you dare to say one more thing, I will fight you tooth and nail."

The disciples of the Yun family were furious and could no longer care about the situation.

A minor qi cultivator lets a major foundation-building cultivator be his concubine?

This is no longer too much to ask for.

But humiliation.

They stepped on the Yun family's faces and rubbed them on the ground.

The female foundation-building monk from the Yun family didn't say a word, but her face was extremely ugly and extremely angry.

The Qi Practitioner from He Xianzong glanced at his master, and when he saw the master smiling, his already fearful heart jumped again, and he said greedily:

"Why not?"

"She ruined my way to immortality. I let her sleep with me and take care of her. This is already an advantage for her."

"Qiang~"

Someone from the Yun family drew their swords and prepared to fight tooth and nail.

"Jiancao." Hua Zhenjun scolded angrily.

The sound covered the whole place, making everyone feel it was difficult to breathe.

The Qi-training disciples' faces turned pale, as if they had been severely injured.

However, the Yun family disciples are obviously under greater pressure.

"Senior, calm down your anger."

The fat golden city lord immediately comforted him.

He turned to look at the scene and scolded:

"Look at you guys, just negotiate, no matter what sword you draw. Is your sword useful to Senior Hua?"

"Master Yun Sect, you are the same. Marriage and joint management between two families is a wonderful thing in itself. Wouldn't it be wonderful if your two sects can turn their feud into friendship?"

Master Yunmen's face was dark.

Hands shaking unconsciously.

The voice was sonorous and powerful: "If you want a female member of the Yun family to marry you, you have to step over Yun's body."

If you can't even protect your own women, how can you have the dignity to meet your ancestors after death?

"I have never hurt him." The female cultivator from the Yun family said decisively.

The knuckles holding the sword turned white, and his expression was determined and sad.

She was prepared for the worst, and if this caused the entire family to be implicated, she would not mind taking her own life.

"You said it's not hurt because it's not hurt? Did I inflict this scar on myself? Senior Hua is here, do you have the right to speak?" The qi training disciple has the backing of a big boss, and his words are extremely tough.

At this moment, a voice floated faintly from behind the disciples of the Yun family:

"Everyone has a word, and it's enough to extricate the soul."

Soul-draining?

Everyone looked over at once.

Including Yun family disciples.

"Yun Jinwei, why did the three of you come in? Didn't I ask you to guard outside?" A Yun family disciple asked softly when he saw Chen Ping and the others.

The voice even sounded accusatory.

If a stranger's soul is extracted, they will either die or be injured. There is a high probability that the soul will be seriously injured after the soul is extracted, and they will go crazy.

Obviously, in the current situation, City Lord Jin and Hua Zhenjun both have crooked butts, which means that if they want to extract their souls, they will also extract the souls of the female cultivators of the Yun family.

This is a bad idea.

As for He Xianzong, they were equally blaming because they also didn't dare to extract the soul. This in itself is a myth.

They knew the origin of the scars on Qi Lian Xiaoxiu's upper arm very well.

"Hmph, the Yun family is getting more and more unruly. When will it be a junior's turn to speak?" Head He snorted coldly and dismissed it.

"If you don't dare, then I'll do it myself." Chen Ping smiled slightly and stepped forward.

Before the Yun family disciples around him could stop him, they saw Chen Ping appearing on the opposite side of He Xianzong's territory.

Immediately, the little Qi practitioner floated into the air.

Scenes of memory scenes emerged in the air, fiction, fabrication, dialogue, and conspiracies all emerged like a movie.

Immediately afterwards, the little Qi practitioner fell to the ground.

He was frothing at the mouth and his body was twitching constantly.

He has become a fool.

With Chen Ping's control over the soul extraction technique, he could completely extract the soul without any damage, but it was not necessary.

It all happened so fast.

So that no one reacted immediately.

Or maybe he was too shocked.

I never thought that a disciple of the Yun family would dare to hurt someone in front of several golden elixirs and even a Nascent Soul cultivator.

I didn't expect this person to know how to extract souls.

"How brave, you actually dare to hurt someone." Head He was furious and stood up with a snap, not mentioning the memories just extracted.

Master He's veins were bulging and his eyes were red.

Unexpectedly, the Yun family was actually very clumsy. He couldn't see through the cultivation level of the person in front of him, but it was definitely not easy for this person to know how to extract souls.

However, if Senior Hua is present today, not to mention a little demon from the Yun family, even a hundred Yun sect masters will not be able to make waves.

Head He glanced at Senior Hua, and seeing that Senior Hua was not interfering, he immediately struck Chen Ping with his palm:

"I want you to die."

Master Yun stretched out his hand and was about to fight to save his disciple, but suddenly found that he could not move and his spells could not be used. He subconsciously turned to look at Senior Hua.

The eyes are filled with the sadness of being inferior to others.

But what Master Yun didn't know was that at this moment, the so-called Senior Hua was filled with fear and was also unable to move.

"Yeah, that's right. A small Qi practitioner still has a little bit of information. Then take another one."

Chen Ping chuckled and moved slightly.

Leader He floated into the air uncontrollably, his face turned crimson due to lack of oxygen, and his eyes became even redder.

But this moment was not red because of anger.

But because of fear.

Because it's incredible.

However, before he could react, his red eyes turned into white eyes.

Scenes of scenes once again floated across the audience.

The promise to the hundreds of virgin female cultivators of the ghost cultivator, the promise to carve up the interests of the city lord, the plan to exterminate the Yun family and turn men into slaves and women into prostitutes

And the origin of this hatred is connected to the ancestors of the two sects in the previous generation.

"Bah!"

Leader He's body fell to the ground.

He was also frothing at the mouth, his eyes were dull, and he was curled up on the ground, laughing and twitching.

"this"

The fat City Lord Jin was so frightened that he could not speak coherently. He looked at Lord Hua Zhen:

"Senior this"

"Senior this"

In his panic, the table was knocked over, and the spirit wine fruit plate and cakes were spilled on the floor.

The corner of Hua Zhenjun's lips twitched as he stood up slowly. He was also unable to sense Chen Ping's cultivation level, but he could sense that the other party's cultivation level was definitely higher than his own.

Too high.

It's probably the ninth level of Nascent Soul.

"Fellow Taoist, Mr. Hua was just passing by here. It happened to be two alliances. He was also deceived by He, so he came to bear witness."

"Why don't you and I just say goodbye to each other today?" Hua Zhenjun said with difficulty.

Hua Zhenjun thinks he still has a trump card in his hand, but he just doesn’t want to use it.

"Hua?" Chen Ping smiled lightly:

"Don't you even dare to admit that your name is Xu Fengnian?"

Nascent Soul's disguise technique was already transparent in Chen Ping's eyes.

In the previous Xiuxian City, Xu Fengnian's portraits were plastered all over the streets.

As soon as this statement came out, it caused thousands of waves.

Xu Fengnian's pupils narrowed and he subconsciously summoned a magic weapon. He was in trouble everywhere because of his outstanding disguise. He didn't expect that he would be easily seen through today.

Thinking of this man's cunning methods, a chill filled his heart.

On the side, City Lord Jin retreated continuously, frightened that he was actually seeking the skin of a tiger.

Xu Fengnian is a public enemy of Xuan'anzhou.

Regardless of whether he can survive now, even if he survives, he may never have a place in Xuan'an Continent for the rest of his life.

"Ah, you are actually Xu Fengnian. Ah, Xu Fengnian. Ah, a more powerful senior than Xu Fengnian."

When he stepped back, he accidentally fell and sat down on the ground, but he still didn't care. He looked back and forth at Xu Fengnian and Chen Ping in horror, and kept backing away.

Right now.

Xu Fengnian found the right moment and was about to escape with a whoosh.

But the next breath.

"Snapped."

With a crisp sound, Xu Fengnian's body did not move. His head started to spin in a circle starting from his neck, and his neck twisted into a twist. His head finally stopped spinning and drooped on his shoulders.

The body fell to the ground with a crash.

"Bang!"

Chen Ping stepped on Yuanshen.

As soon as the Nascent Soul in Dantian escaped from the body, it was instantly annihilated by a kick.

Under this kick, the head fell apart like a watermelon exploding, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.