I Do Not Want to Inherit the Family Fortune

If it weren't for this time, it would be very difficult for Chen Ping to condense his Nascent Soul.

With Zhong Miao's Yuanyin, Chen Ping's cultivation improved slightly.

Chen Ping always felt very guilty about this.

But it's over, so what?

I have seen Shi Sheng, and I have also seen a remnant of Soul Venerable. As for their identity, Chen Ping has not yet figured out how to deal with it.

Chen Ping sat down in the time array in the Time Hall and continued to comprehend the way of time.

Time, just like that, a few months passed.

In the sea of ​​time, on the God Burial Island, in the fourth month of Long Qingqing's comprehension of the sword pattern, he seemed to have come to a realization.

Long Qingqing already has countless sword intents on her body. According to her thoughts, she can break through the spirit gathering realm in one fell swoop by returning to Kunlun Mountain to retreat.

Zhong Miao's progress has not been small. In just a few months, her cultivation has improved again.

From the first level of gathering the gods to the second level of gathering the gods.

Liao Yan, the young master of Tianjimen, also gained a lot of benefits. Under the guidance of his imprint, he returned to his youthful life and gained a strong inheritance.

And on this day, the timeline in the sea of ​​time changed.

Everyone who entered the sea of ​​time stared blankly in the air.

Beside them, the timeline was constantly distorted, and finally, the gates of time and space appeared directly.

All the monks who entered the sea of ​​time, no matter what kind of cultivation you are, and what kind of situation you are facing.

They were all pulled into the gate of time and space, and when they appeared, people were already at the ends of the earth.

Chen Ping felt that the star map in his mind was constantly changing, connected by countless threads.

It was also at this time that the timeline in his body was slowly connecting with the star map.

boom!

In Chen Ping's perception, everything in the sea of ​​time not only became clear, but also reflected directly in the Purple Mansion.

When Chen Ping opened his eyes, he was already standing on a small island at the ends of the earth.

"Look, the young master of the Pill Palace has also come out!"

"His breath is so strong!"

Getting in is hard, getting out is even harder in the sea of ​​time.

At the same moment, all the monks inside were teleported.

The voices around him could not affect Chen Ping, he knew what happened in the sea of ​​time.

The sea of ​​time has disappeared from the ends of the earth. From then on, there will be no sea of ​​time on the ends of the earth on Tianji Lake.

Because the sea of ​​time is in Chen Ping's purple mansion.

The monks who came out of the sea of ​​time have only recently entered. As for Shisheng, they are still in the sea of ​​time.

Chen Ping stood on a small island at the ends of the earth, his face seemed calm, but his heart was full of turbulent waves. The monks in the Infant Gathering Realm can already begin to condense their own realm and create their own small world. But that is other Juying Realm, Chen Ping is different.

The sea of ​​time, after Chen Ping learned more about the way of time, became Chen Ping's small world.

Chen Ping only now really understands that whether it is the cultivation technique, the Eternal Dragon Elephant Art, or his own Divine Dragon Primal Infant, or the small world, it is all predestined.

From the beginning, he had no choice!

Time Sea, one of the most mysterious secret realms in Zhongzhou, turned out to be his small world.

No wonder Shi Sheng said that everything in the sea of ​​time, including them, belonged to Chen Ping.

Look, is that the little princess of the Zhong family? "

Someone found Zhong Miao, and Zhong Miao, who had disappeared for two years, even came out.

"It's her, have you noticed? Her cultivation?"

"Gathering God Realm!

"My God, how old is she!"

"Twenty!"

There were exclamations all around, and the sound of gasping for air came out one after another.

"A 20-year-old Gathering Powerhouse?"

Zhong Miao's eyes swept around the ends of the earth and finally landed on Chen Ping. There was a hint of tenderness in her eyes.