Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 661 88 Ten, Fate is over (7.2K is 400 monthly tickets plus more)

One death and one injury of the two leading five-level peak demon kings brought the morale of the Yuanyan League to its peak.

Due to the limitations of strength and the scope of spiritual exploration, [-]% of the monks did not know what dangers Zhenjun Yuanyan had gone through to turn the situation around.

Forcibly dragged the human race from a desperate situation to the victor's side.

But what they know is that in the contest of high-level combat power, the human race has the absolute upper hand!

This is enough!

Demon blood does not stain the sea, so you will not return!
In an instant, this slogan resounded throughout Yanning City.

Several gates of the city were opened, and the monks rushed out of them and rushed into the beast horde.

The spiritual light exploded, and colorful talismans flooded the sea.

"Roar!"

Seeing that there was nothing they could do, the remaining three fifth-rank demon kings hurriedly gathered their direct bloodlines and fled back to the Heavenly Beast Island hastily.

"Catch up, the fifth-order monster must not stay!"

Chen Ping sent a voice transmission to several Nascent Souls.

In front of the half-step Huashen, the Nascent Souls who had a little bit of his heart also bowed their heads and obeyed.

Liang Yingzhuo, Ji Zishi, Shou Gaocen, and Ke Yi were the first to chase the demon king and fly away.

"Pfft!"

The next moment, blood gushed out of Chen Ping's mouth, and he sat staggeringly on the insect's back, closed his eyes, and adjusted his breath.

His mana was exhausted, his spirit was on the verge of collapse, and his internal and external injuries were added to his body. His state was completely non-existent.

Therefore, he was helpless in the follow-up pursuit and extermination of monsters.

If the Yuan Yan League is defeated like this, Chen Ping has nothing to say that he might as well give up his homeland.

……

Gu Sixian was really wronged.

He swears that the reason for accepting Chen Ping in panic just now is to show his heart.

A lofty half-step god of transformation!
Even though he looked seriously injured and dying, he didn't dare to have any bad thoughts at all.

But his hospitality was overwhelmed by an inconspicuous longhorn beetle.

Chen Ping actually cultivated that little spirit pet all the way to the middle of the fifth rank!
"In the past two hundred years, how many sects has he slaughtered in the outer sea?"

Gu Sixian is well aware of Chen Ping's nature, this guy is not the kind of monk who cultivates honestly.

There must be too many resources to spend!

Otherwise, how could a mere sky demon bloodline have the chance to be promoted to the fifth rank.

"Haw!"

Seeing Gu Sixian standing blankly, Da Hui let out a neighing sound, his whole body flashed golden, and the spirit treasures of the suit appeared one by one.

The old overlord of the backcountry was suddenly chilled.

Several high-level spiritual treasures!

This monster flicked his limbs and feet, and his body would probably collapse.

"Okay, big gray!"

Patting the corner of the worm, Chen Ping said in a feigned dissatisfaction.

He had already foreseen that he would be seriously injured many times.

So the effect of the big gray is manifested at this moment.

After all, with all the creatures around him, he trusted the Flying Rock Wing Evil King who had experienced the test more.

"Mr. Chen, I will immediately go to Tianshou Island for support."

Gu Sixian said respectfully.

"You take them with you."

With that said, Chen Ping slapped the spirit beast bracelet.

Jinbo Spirit Mouse and Lei Jiao appeared at the same time.

"It's another fifth-order spirit beast!"

Gu Sixian's mind was extremely numb.

"Ow!"

Lei Jiao looked at the familiar environment and roared excitedly.

"Xiao Lei, you have lived on the Heavenly Beast Island for a long time, and your task is to lead Xiao Bo to search for high-grade mineral veins throughout the island."

Chen Ping simply waved his hand in horror.

Then, Lei Jiao carried Gu Sixian on his back, while the Golden Silk Spirit Mouse hugged the man's head, with a flick of the dragon's tail, the two beasts flew farther and farther away.

……

"The double pupils of Bishui were severely injured by the Celestial Sword. It will take at least ten years to clear the sword energy from the demon's body."

Chen Ping thought about diving into the bottom of the sea.

After seeing his strength, Bishui Shuangtong will most likely cross the black sand and flow sea and return to Fancang.

Before Tianque got the news and sent a new demon king to join, the Shuangcheng sea area should be completely calmed down.

"Big Hui, let's go!"

As soon as Chen Ping gave an order, Big Hui understood and flew towards the inner sea.

The master suffered such a serious injury this time, so he must hide first to avoid the limelight.

"What are you doing?"

On the way, Chen Ping cursed dumbfoundedly.

This little bug was actually swimming in the sea while collecting all kinds of magic weapon fragments and storage rings that fell.

"chirp"

Big Gray responded excitedly.

"Vision, pattern!"

The corner of Chen Ping's mouth twitched, and he reprimanded: "You and I are both the ancestors of Yuanying, so don't take the magic treasure fragments, lest you be gossiped by the younger generation."

"chirp"

The head with a heavy gray head flew into the endless deep sea with its owner.

……

It was originally a second-class island in the waters of Shuangcheng.

Half a day later, Chen Ping, who had opened up a simple cave, set up a large formation non-stop.

Ordering Dahui to guard him outside, he first entered the Jinzhu space.

Bathed in the emerald land, after a short time, the sluggish soul returned to its full glory.

After regaining the confidence to deal with most of the fifth-order creatures, Chen Ping began to heal his physical injuries.

……

Years are long.

Four years passed in a flash.

On this day, a ray of gentle sunlight spilled from the stone window and shone down.

Chen Ping's opened eyes moved slightly, shaking off the dust accumulated on his shoulders.

The wounds suffered in the first battle of the beast tide in Yanning City have long since healed.

During this period, he concentrated on refining puppet crystals crazily.

With a wave of the wrist, the demon puppets, natal puppets, and Taiqing jade scorpion puppets appeared out of thin air.

After decades of breathing, the female immortal cultivator broke through to the late fifth order logically.

The biggest difference between natal puppets and ordinary puppets is that they can continue to improve.

Firstly, the aptitude of Xianyi itself is good, and secondly, Chen Ping is also willing to invest in auxiliary resources.

As a result, this puppet once again became the number two puppet under his hands, second only to the demons.

Chen Ping let out a long sigh after stuffing the puppet crystals into the three-headed puppet in proportion.

High-level puppets without souls completely rely on puppet crystals to provide energy.

As for the top-grade spirit stones, even if he had a few super-large spirit stone mines, he couldn't fill the hole.

And the scarcity of puppet crystals has no solution for the time being.

First, those who can refine puppet crystals are basically puppet masters at the Nascent Soul level, and the quality of the puppet art they practice is at least the lower level of Tianpin.

Second, what he refined was the purple virtual puppet crystal of excellent quality.

Even if the Immortal Puppet Code is passed down, no junior will be able to refine it in just a hundred years.

……

Another half a year passed.

Several of Chen Ping's puppets of the fifth-order monster clan were forged one after another.

They are the fifth-order mid-stage Yan Yao obtained by beheading Chao Yingyan, the Yuanying of Wai Hai.

The Haosheng lynx demon in the beast tide and a white eagle at the beginning of the fifth level.

Yan Yao and Bai Ying are ordinary, but Chen Ping doesn't like them.

But the lynx demon made him unable to put it down.

Caressing the fiery tower-like ears of the lynx demon, he took a deep breath.

The shape of this monster is too in line with the image of a beautiful beast in his heart.

Moreover, the magical power of Hao Shenghuo of the cat demon is perfectly preserved.

In the future, it will be a great weapon against the ghost clan Tuoba Qian.

In addition, several monsters also contributed a batch of storage rings, which were very valuable, but none of them could make Chen Ping's heart flutter.

……

"That fellow Tianque values ​​Bishui's pupils a lot."

Thinking of the danger that day, Chen Ping couldn't help squinting his eyes.

He admitted that he had taken some risks to force the Clear Water Demon King back.

But he had predicted a long time ago that the hole card that Tianque left for him was soul art.

Sure enough, even with the soul path rules of the soul of the soul, it is impossible to kill him simply.

To say that the rule that Chen Ping is most afraid of is undoubtedly the soul method.

Because the villain can hide in the golden bead space at any time!
This trick has been tried and tested repeatedly in the face of creatures of a higher realm.

In the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he has the power of half-step transformation into a god.

He wanted to compile a hype annals for himself.

"However, the supernatural powers of Tianque itself are far more than that."

Chen Ping pursed his lips and held back his fluttering heart.

If Tianque was in real form that day, he probably wouldn't be able to take a single blow.

No wonder Xu Daoqing wanted to unite a dozen or so fifth-order peak creatures to stare at Tianque to death.

If this soul technique continues to be used, ordinary Dzogchen will have no reason to survive.

But having said that, he alone killed two peak fifth-order monsters, one died and the other escaped, and he deserved the title of half-step god.

"This seat is the Taiyi soul body and Taiyi spirit root transformed by the rules!"

"This seat has mastered several treasures and supernatural powers, and the higher the depth, the greater the gap with other Taoism."

"I am a puppet master, and my talent in sword cultivation is one in a million. I am afraid that there are not many comparable ones in the Fancang sea area."

"Tiantian Lingbao, sword formation, major exercises, past life inheritance, etc., are not at the level that ordinary people can reach."

"There are so many backgrounds gathered, even the direct disciples of Huashen can't catch up!"

"If I am not strong, the entire human race will have no hope."

There was a sparkle in his eyes, and Chen Ping's self-confidence pierced through the world at this moment.

There are always a handful of people who carry the banner of a clan in every era.

For example, the giant spirit royal family, the sea clan with seven or eight stars, and the monster beasts with the blood of the ancestors.

And the most powerful people of the human race are usually monks with special spiritual roots or treasured body protection.

He has both, and the future can be expected.

The close starry sky technique of the third level made him face the possibility of running away at the beginning of the sixth level.

The period when Muxiu was bound to be destroyed by the wind in the forest has passed.

In the huge Fancang sea area, the only creature with a half chance of killing him is the sky sparrow.

Therefore, Chen Ping has no scruples in exposing all his hole cards and killing the two monsters.

It's a pity that Bishui Shuangtong fled when he was the weakest, and missed an excellent opportunity.

……

A few days later, all kinds of states reached the peak, and Chen Ping broke through from the island.

Although he disappeared for four and a half years, through the contract between Chen Xiangwen's soul lamp and the golden silk spirit mouse, he knew that there was a high probability that no accident would happen.

Just in case, he still changed his appearance and lowered his realm, and carefully sneaked into Yanning City.

It is about a thousand miles away from the ferry.

With a sweep of consciousness, Chen Ping was slightly surprised.

The ferry outside Yanning City seemed to have regained its former prosperity.

Thousands of spirit boats and spirit ships gathered, and there were no fewer than ten thousand monks setting up stalls.

In the big boats, densely packed monsters were imprisoned.

Most of them are first-order and second-order.

The roar of beasts, the sound of insects, and the noise merged into one, and every monk's face was filled with smiles.

"The Heavenly Beast Island has been defeated."

Seeing this, Chen Ping felt a little relieved.

His figure fell, and he walked around the booth comfortably.

"what?"

Chen Ping saw something, stopped in his tracks, pointed to a book on the booth and asked, "What is the price of this book?"

"The old man Yuanyan Zhenjun's biography introduction, one set of eighty low-grade spirit stones."

The stall owner is a lean man with the appearance of a monkey. When he sees a customer, he immediately puts on a smiling face.

"eighty!"

"Inferior spirit stone!"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, and said suspiciously: "Fellow Daoist, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

"This is the information from Leader Chen! He is like a cultivator who transforms spirits. He is loved by Wanxiu. How expensive is eighty spiritual stones?"

The lean male cultivator said unhappily, and muttered, "At least seventy, you don't want to forget it."

"I mean it's cheap."

Think it over, Chen Ping said flatly.

"This jade slip is an abbreviated version, and there are more specific ones. The price is [-] copies. The one with appearance is [-] yuan a copy. Do you need it?"

The stall owner said very eagerly when he heard this.

"It turned out to be graded."

After hearing this, Chen Ping's expression softened a lot, and he asked again: "Did you record this information yourself and then sell it in large quantities?"

"Hey, this is Yuan Yanmeng's business, how dare we record it privately."

The stall owner rolled his eyes and said cautiously: "It is enough to share the spirit stones. If you break the rules, you will be kicked out of Yanning City."

"Fellow daoists also understand these days that leaving the waters of Shuangcheng is worrying about one's life."

"By the way, do fellow daoists buy it or not?"

Chen Ping shook his head, and said softly: "I don't need it, no one knows the wonderful journey of Zhenjun Yuanyan better than someone."

"Blow you!"

The lean stall owner snorted, then looked up and was stunned, then narrowed his eyes.

The customers who were less than ten feet apart just now disappeared inexplicably.

……

Before the scorching sun set, Chen Ping took a leisurely stroll through the ferry stalls.

Most of these stall owners sell monster materials.

Cheap and large quantity.

Four years ago, several Nascent Souls of the human race led the monks to level the Heavenly Beast Island.

The monsters of the second, third, and fourth ranks were almost wiped out, and the top ten sacred veins were reduced to history.

However, the breeding speed of monsters is particularly exaggerated.

As long as there is still the first level with a terrifying base, it won't be long before it can grow again.

As a result, the daunting Heavenly Beast Island in the past has completely become the monk's back garden.

The cultivators went back and forth between the two places, catching and selling them.

"If you are a fellow Taoist entering the city for the first time, you will need to spend two thousand spirit stones to apply for a token to enter the city."

Beside the city gate, a young Foundation Establishment guard said politely.

Chen Ping glanced slightly, and this person seemed to be a junior of Ping Yunzong.

After that, he kept looking at somewhere in the city in a daze.

A statue made of third-grade cyan jade soared into the sky.

Standing from the position of Fangshi, the warm light all over his body illuminates Xiaobanyan Ningcheng.

The statue depicts a smiling man.

He has a kind face, gentle and elegant, pointing to the sky with one hand, and holding a sword behind his back in the other.

"That's True Monarch Yuanyan! His fellow Taoists must know that he is the closest monk to the Ancestor of the God of Transformation.

"Hey, I am a member of the direct descendant of Pingyunzong, my family ancestor once..."

The young guard was eloquent and proud.

"This statue is 99 feet high, and it requisitioned the third-grade sapphire jade in the pockets of the monks in the city."

"On that day, everyone learned that it was to build a golden body for the leader of the League, and all of them generously and spontaneously provided materials."

"Why bother the people and waste money, so many sapphires can at least refine hundreds of Taoist artifacts."

Chen Ping shook his head and smiled lightly.

"Fellow Daoists, what do you say? The old soil is covered with charcoal. Zhenjun Yuanyan will turn the tide, not to mention a mere third-order green light jade, but a fourth-order..."

The young guard said in a gloomy voice, but stopped abruptly.

The face of the monk who was close by was distorted, and finally turned into the man carved in the sculpture.

"Ancestor!"

Terrified, the young guard fell to his knees in ecstasy.

Then, the cultivators who entered the city and hundreds of guards also looked over.

After seeing the man with the sword on his back, they all kowtowed from the bottom of their hearts.

A brilliant spiritual flame enveloped Chen Ping, and he walked towards the statue step by step.

Climbing to the sky, piercing the clouds.

He stood on the shoulders of the statue.

In just a dozen or so breaths, all the mortals and monks in the city noticed the man.

Without anyone leading them, they knelt down spontaneously one after another.

The huge Yanning City was silent and boundless.

"call!"

Chen Ping let out a sigh of relief.

To be admired by Wanxiu can be regarded as fulfilling his original heart.

"Everyone hurry up to improve your strength, the goal of regaining your homeland is the entire Yuanyan Islands!"

Smiling down below, Chen Ping said flatly: "It's gone."

Then, his real body melted into the invisible.

……

On the high mountain, there is the meeting hall of Yuan Yan League.

Chen Ping, Liang Yingzhuo, Ji Zishi, Ke Yi and Gu Sixian gathered together.

Shou Gaocen, the archipelago Yuanying of the older generation, has already sat down.

On that day, several Nascent Souls followed the three demon kings away, and a battle broke out in the core area of ​​Tianshou Island.

In order to eradicate future troubles, Shou Gaocen resolutely used the technique of utter desperation to act as the main force, and managed to behead the three demon kings.

But three days later, Shou Gaocen died because of the issue of Shouyuan.

According to his last words, the cultivators cremated his body and sealed it in a jade bottle.

"Master Chen, these are the ashes of Fellow Daoist Shou."

Ke Yi handed over a small white bottle and said in a fluctuating tone.

"Friend Daoist Shou's hometown is Gui'an Island, which originally belonged to the sea area of ​​our Sword Dingzong."

Aside, Liang Yingzhuo sighed.

Hearing this, Chen Ping nodded.

Shou Gaocen's last wish was to scatter his ashes on the place where he was born.

But at present, Jianding sea area is one of the most serious areas where Yin spirits are raging.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Shou, Chen will do what you want, and it won't be long."

Bow to the suspended vial, Chen Ping said firmly.

This person cultivated freely in the open sea, so he didn't need to go through this muddy water.

But Shou Gaocen still came back and ran around, inviting two powerful foreign aid.

Born in the archipelago, dead to return to the soul!
Although he only got along with Shou Gaocen a few times, Chen Ping had a lot of feelings and admired him very much.

Compared with this person, his purpose is not so simple.

Not only Chen Ping, but also the other Yuanying who were indifferent to the secular world were deeply moved and bowed down one after another.

"Where is the storage ring of Fellow Daoist Shou?"

Chen Ping changed the subject.

At the same time, several people looked at Liang Yingzhuo in unison.

"Brother Shou's legacy is handed over to Liang."

Liang Yingzhuo said without any concealment.

These words made Gu Sixian envious and jealous.

"it is good."

Chen Ping didn't say much, but he liked Liang Yingzhuo's "Brother Longevity".

The two Nascent Souls cherish each other.

It seems that he is not bad to the surname Liang, but this person is indifferent.

However, Chen Ping also has self-knowledge.

He and Liang Yingzhuo are not the same people.

Furthermore, with his current power, how could the Nascent Souls dare to talk about their peers!
……

Except for Liang Yingzhuo, Ji Zishi, Ke Yi, and Gu Sixian all lowered their stances, deliberately lowering their status by half.

In front of them is a living half-step transformation god!
It is no more than one palm to touch the Fancang sea area.

A few people didn't even know that the Demon King of Clear Water had used the life-saving supernatural power bestowed by Tianque to deal with Chen Ping, otherwise their jaws would have dropped from shock.

After all, a cultivator holding the Tianxian Sword, the Tongtian Lingbao, is enough to crush everyone.

So far, when the gap is so large that it cannot be further increased, there is no chance to dare to ask the bottom line and envy Chen Ping.

An hour later.

Ke Yi reported to Chen Ping the results of the battle to destroy Tianshou Island.

Although the cancer was removed, the human race also suffered heavy losses.

More than 100 yuan elixirs and six golden elixirs fell.

Among them were Chu Qingling, Yi Yiyun and others that Chen Ping was familiar with.

Many monks from the direct line of Pingyunzong also died.

Ye Mofan and Jiang Peiling were seriously injured and have not recovered yet to leave the customs.

Clan wars are cruel and changeable, even with Chen Ping's ability, he can't protect every close monk.

All the storage rings of the fallen cultivators belonged to the alliance treasury and were used to distribute pensions.

……

"Decree that the route to Tianshou Island will be suspended for five years, and we will not be able to catch fish all the time."

After thinking for a while, Chen Ping ordered.

Heavenly Beast Island is densely populated with monsters, which is both a threat and an indispensable treasure.

If all the monster races were really wiped out, the later generations of the archipelago people would not have a stable source of materials.

Besides, the next step is to concentrate on dealing with Yin Ling.

It's time for Heavenly Beast Island to be released.

"Brother Liang, do you still remember the oath we made with Shu Zhenjun on Wangchuan Island?"

Turning around, Chen Ping said with sharp eyes.

"Never forget."

Liang Yingzhuo said word by word.

"This old man swears by the Dao, that he will not be rid of evil spirits in this life, and will not enter reincarnation!"

"Chen swears that he will do his best to kill the corpse clan and turn them into puppets, so that these alien races will be tortured for thousands or thousands of years!"

The scene from the past echoed, and the two sword cultivators looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

At that moment, just as at this moment, the original intention is never forgotten.

It's just that Chen Ping is quite selfish.

Immortals with five-color petals turn into ghosts, they are the first-class puppet embryos.

He no longer cared about the other resources of the archipelago.

Lei Jiao took the Golden Silk Spirit Mouse to hollow out [-]% to [-]% of the mines on Tianshou Island.

Only some fourth-order ores and a few dozen fifth-order ores were found.

It seems that it was luck that he got three pieces of sixth-order ore in a row before, which cannot be copied.

……

On the second day, the behemoth-like Yuan Yan League was operating from the inside out.

More than a dozen auctions were held consecutively.

The cultivators discovered that the most numerous treasures at the auction turned out to be massive objects of thunder and fire.

The alliance is ready to deal with the ghosts after eradicating the Beast Island!
Shocked and terrified, the clever monks began to snap up treasures with thunder and fire attributes.

For a while, the prices of the godfire thunder balls, spirit guns and other things that Chen Ping brought back from the open sea more than doubled.

The facilities of the auction house are all arranged by Baiqiaomen.

Sophisticated and convenient, the auction efficiency is extremely high.

Because League Leader Chen is still thinking about Wei Xueling's past help, the monks of Baiqiaomen's lineage have a very high status in the alliance, second only to Pingyunzong.

……

A luxurious box on the top floor of the palace.

Chen Ping was watching the auction below, while Gu Sixian respectfully poured tea.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Gu, all the sources of evil spirits in your body have been eliminated."

Taking a sip of tea, Chen Ping said casually.

"It all depends on the power of the leader's spiritual fire, otherwise Gu will face a lot of risk even if he uses the Infant Transformation Pill for the second time to conceive a baby."

Arching his hands, Gu Sixian said gratefully.

In the past, he did not hesitate to perform strange spells for Jie Yuanying, leading the source of evil spirits into his body.

In the end, he failed just like Su Han of the Sword Dingzong.

Although it has avoided being directly controlled by Mosha, the negative effects of this thing are still a hidden danger.

These days, Gu Sixian was by Chen Ping's side, and the latter cast spells for him, using blue flames to melt away the free evil spirit.

"When it's time to walk the right path, you still have to be ruthless."

As Chen Ping said, Gu Sixian was enveloped by a huge divine sense.

Gu Sixian only felt that the little man who knew the sea fell into a deep sleep, and then a wave of strange fluctuations rolled away, instantly permeating all parts of the body.

At this moment, Chen Ping raised his finger and paused slightly, and there was a flash of light at the fingertip.

A slender crystal filament shot out, and the first half disappeared into Gu Sixian's eyebrows in a flash.

Then he pinched a strange mark with the other hand.

"呲呲"

The color of the originally transparent crystal filaments changed drastically, and the light blue light became more dazzling, surrounding Gu Sixian's spirit villain.

Soon, a look of pain and struggle appeared on his face.

There is also a strange cloud pattern on the forehead of the villain.

A low cry.

Gu Sixian opened his eyes at once.

While not sober, he said with palpitations: "Leader Chen, Gu's loyalty can be learned from the sun and the moon."

"This method is the first time Chen has used it on a living being. Fellow Daoists should be honored."

Chen Ping waved his hand, smiled and explained to Gu Sixian the power of the Immortal Seal.

Tracking and positioning within 20 miles.

Just one thought, the soul of the imprinted person is scattered!
Life is a one-way relationship.

The three major characteristics are more terrifying than the other.

Gu Sixian was frightened and angry, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction.

"Look at this exercise."

Chen Ping shook his sleeve, and shot out a jade slip.

"The lower rank of Tianpin!"

After sweeping away his consciousness, Gu Sixian said happily, most of the controlled depression dissipated.

Do you still worry about not being able to continue to improve in the Nascent Soul Stage following this half-step Huashen?
His life and death were in Chen Ping's hands, and correspondingly, the relationship between the two became much closer and stronger.

……

After half an hour.

Chen Ping nodded in satisfaction after experimenting with the Immortal Imprint.

This seal is really domineering.

He only needs to activate the formula, and Gu Sixian has no power to resist.

As his spiritual consciousness grows, he will not have to worry about subordinates who can be trusted relatively in the future.

However, although the Dementor Seal can be unlocked and generated at any time, there is a limit to the number.

At present, there can only be one of the Absolute Beginning Soul Absorbers on the first floor at the same time.

……

After leaving the auction house, Chen Ping quietly appeared in a secret room.

A middle-aged man leaned over on the futon with a slender body, his face was dark and black, and his breath was like gossamer.

"After all, you can't pass the demon test."

Chen Ping landed slowly, pointing at Weng Mu.

In an instant, his spirit that was on the verge of collapse slowly condensed and became clear.

"Mu'er is unbearable, please forgive me, master."

Weng Mu's throat choked up, and there was despair and powerlessness in his eyes.

"Nine times out of ten, if you can't pass the demon, you will be wiped out, but God still saves your life, so cherish it."

Patting his apprentice on the shoulder, Chen Ping inexplicably remembered Mu Yuan, the beast master sect back then.

"Master..."

Weng Mu had tears in his eyes, got up again but found that there was no second person in the secret room.

A single jade slip floated in mid-air.

"This Zhenjun's half-life experience in refining puppets will be passed on to your next generation, so that you can guarantee and worry-free refining."

Weng Mu recalled that cold self-proclaim, and two lines of crystal tears fell from his cheeks.

The fate of master and apprentice is over.

……

Looking up at a cloud moving across the sky, Chen Ping escaped into the street expressionlessly.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped, and he looked towards a corner vigilantly.

Over there is a shop that sells spiritual food.

On the jade table near the main entrance, a man in white clothes was drinking alone.

This person has delicate features, with a black mole the size of a sesame seed growing on the right corner of his mouth.

Chen Ping stepped into the door slowly, and with a wave of his palm, the entire shop space was compressed and filled with endless sword energy.

"More than a hundred years ago, my palace lord would never have believed that it was a former Jindan junior who came to prevent me from attaining enlightenment!"

Facing the sword light everywhere, the white-clothed man was not afraid at all, instead he said with a smile:

"Yuanyan Islands will lend me another fifty years, and your Excellency will gain some friendship from the power of Huashen. True Monarch of the Human Race, what do you think?"

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