Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

Moreover, it is a famous quatrain.

Before, there was the Dragon Field's enlightenment, leaving a gift for the junior brother, hoping that we can stand tall with shoulders higher than the sky. If you dare to look down upon us, who would dare to challenge us?

Afterwards, there was the farewell in the vast sky, a gift for a good friend. The great Peng soars with the wind, ascending straight up ninety thousand li.

Now, there is news spreading of toasting and half a poem, revealing the essence of a demonic cultivator.

Such a person, who wouldn't want to get close to?

But Wu Ping and the others have mostly only heard about him, rarely seeing him. This senior brother always appears and disappears like a dragon's head.

However, this also fits the image he has in the hearts of the disciples of the Seven Blood Sect.

Mysterious and powerful.

Today, upon seeing him, Wu Ping felt an overwhelming sense of oppression just by standing there.

The blood snake coiled around his body has become his unique symbol.

Returning to the Punishment Hall in Immortal Banishment City.

Wu Ping's reputation on the frontline battlefield had long been spread.

As the saying goes, everyone knows about it.

Along the way, countless disciples of the Martial Flag greeted him.

Wu Ping responded with a smile.

Moreover, Immortal Banishment City has become even more prosperous.

On the high platform inside.

Wu Ping had just sat down and picked up the tea brought by a maid.

Lin Wanli arrived.

"Captain Wu, this time you've made a name for yourself in the world. Killing four Spirit Children and breaking through three battle lines. If you don't come back this time, I'll suspect that you alone have destroyed the Golden Vajra Sect's underground battlefield."

Facing Lin Wanli's teasing.

Wu Ping waved his hand and took a sip of tea. "Stop talking about these things, they tire me out. You don't know how tiring it is to run around everywhere, non-stop."

Lin Wanli found a chair to sit on below. "What? Are you planning to settle down for a while?"

"Take a break, it's a good time for me to enrich myself. I plan to go find Elder Ouyang to learn about medicinal principles and such. His poison is truly effective, of course, your flying boat is not bad either."

Lin Wanli laughed heartily. "I have to thank you for your compliment. But no matter how you look at it, you're not someone who can stay idle."

"593. What realm are you in now?"

He asked with a slight straightening of his body.

Wu Ping raised his head, his face showing a hint of pride, and slowly extended five fingers.

Lin Wanli was speechless and guessed, "Dragon Gate's fifth level?"

"Congratulations, you guessed it right, but there's no reward, hahaha."

"Sigh... I can't stand it anymore. I knew you could pretend, but I didn't know you could pretend this well. If I could beat you right now, I would definitely teach you a lesson. It's so frustrating. How long has it been since we last met, and you've already reached the fifth level of Dragon Gate's cultivation."

Lin Wanli was starting to feel numb.

When Lin Wanli first met Wu Ping, his cultivation level was not as high as Wu Qi's.

Now, Wu Ping was almost catching up to him.

It's really disheartening when people compare themselves to others.

Although Lin Wanli was also a genius.

But today, he was once again struck by Wu Ping.

"Did you register?"

Of course, Wu Ping knew what he was asking about.

"No, I just went to the Mission Hall to submit a mission. I'm currently a disciple of Punishment Peak with an Iron Hammer Token. I'm not bragging, but I might be able to get a Silver Sleep token later."

"After all, combat power is what matters, don't you agree?"

Lin Wanli was getting annoyed with this person.

"Seriously, you might as well stay in the Western Region and not come back. Talking to you is really frustrating. I've been here for so long and I'm only a Silver Hammer disciple, but you, in less than a year, have already become a Silver Hammer. It's really disheartening when people compare themselves to others."

He knew that Wu Ping was saying this specifically for him to hear.

But Lin Wanli didn't mind.

In short, what's the point of not pretending between friends?

Seeing this person's reaction, Wu Ping felt satisfied.

He said again, "But I heard that outer disciples have to complete missions to become inner disciples. And now I'm a disciple of Punishment Peak with an Iron Hammer Token. To advance two levels, I have to complete two missions. Can you help me find a connection? I'm too lazy to run around."

"You can't find this connection. You have to do it yourself. But you don't have to worry too much. Didn't you say you wanted to learn pharmacology from Elder Ouyang?"

Lin Wanli shook his head helplessly before saying this.

Wu Ping was puzzled, "Is there any connection between the two?"

"There is a connection, of course. I guessed early on that when you came back, you would elevate your status. I've been paying attention to it out of boredom. You came back at just the right time. In a few days, the disciples of Human Demon Peak will go to the Twelve Caves of the Southern Mountain to exchange and learn from each other."

"Elder Ouyang will be leading the team. He heard from my brother that he's going to exchange something and will bring a team along. You can go with them, and I'll help you arrange it."

"I'll give you the task of escorting, but with a strong person like Elder Ouyang there, you don't have to worry about anything. Just treat it as a sightseeing trip and relax."

Wu Ping pondered.

"Mount Nanshan Twelve Caves, what kind of place is this? It sounds so strange."

"You should definitely read more miscellaneous records. This Mount Nanshan Twelve Caves is a demonic cultivation sect in the south, with a strength slightly weaker than our Seven Blood Sect. If the Seven Blood Sect represents comprehensive development, then the Mount Nanshan Twelve Caves is a specialized sect."

"They specialize in poison techniques, poison arts, raising gu, and using poisoned corpses."

"They are all obsessed with poison. Since you want to learn these things, it's good to go and see for yourself. I think it's a good idea, what do you think?"

Since Lin Wanli said so.

And Elder Ouyang is leading the way.

I shouldn't be too busy.

It can also be considered as going sightseeing.

Since it's a sightseeing trip, while waiting for the day when the Wangzhou Taishan Royal Tomb opens,

What Wu Ping is most concerned about is the scenery of the Mount Nanshan Twelve Caves.

He lowered his body and asked, "How is the scenery over there?"

"It's absolutely stunning!"

Lin Wanli raised his thumb and said.

Wu Ping's face immediately showed a smile, "Then let's go. Vice Captain, please arrange it."

Lin Wanli also smiled and said, "No trouble at all, General Wu, let's be practical."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't have money, I don't have my life, but I won't give it to you!"

Wu Ping's face instantly became indifferent.

Lin Wanli wanted to draw his sword and give him a few hits.

As stingy as a miser.

"I'm talking about serious matters here. Lend me some points. I feel a lot of pressure from you. I'm about to have a breakthrough, so I need to prepare some spiritual essence. But I don't have enough points on me. I'll repay you when I have some."

Wu Ping tilted his head and looked at him with a strange look in his eyes, "Usually, I'm the one beating others, but today you're beating me. Tell me, do you fucking know that I just earned over a million points?"

As he spoke, he took out his own token.

He continued, "Adding the recent monthly dividends for the disciples of the Wu Zi Qi and some leftovers from before, there are probably around two million points. But you can't take them all. I have to repay my loan, so you have to leave me with over a hundred thousand. And if you get any spiritual essence, remember to give me some."

"I need it now too. We're friends, and Lin Wanli has helped me so much."

Wu Ping was just itching to talk and vent his frustration.

Borrowing is definitely necessary.

"Loan? What loan? What is a loan?" Lin Wanli curiously asked after taking the token and deducting 1.8 million points.

Many things can be said, but many things cannot be said.

Of course, Wu Ping cannot reveal things like installment payment methods for martial arts.

Suddenly, something came to Wu Ping's mind.

Taking the token with a serious expression, he said, "Vice Commander Lin, I am the commander. You should mind your own business."

"Oh no, you went to the Western Border and got sick. I have to go ask Elder Ouyang to treat you."

"No, that's not right. You can't say that."

Lin Wanli is now a bit confused.

"Then how should I say it?"

Wu Ping smiled and said, "You should say, Wu Ping, you will regret it."

I'll be damned, this taste is too accurate.

"What are you talking about? Are you crazy? I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go find Jin Manlou. I have arranged everything about the mission for you. When you go to Human Demon Peak to find Elder Ouyang, just mention it to him."

"Wait!"

Wu Ping stopped Lin Wanli.

"What's the matter?"

"Is there a possibility that we don't pay the money but still get the goods?"

Lin Wanli:

He felt that this sentence was very familiar.

No, not familiar.

Because of this sentence, he almost beat Jin Manlou to death.

He was talking about it a few days ago.

Lin Wanli quickly waved his hand and refused, "Doing something like this once is enough. It won't be justifiable the second time, and it won't be sustainable."

"Ah, there are always more solutions than difficulties. Think of a solution, right? It can save some expenses."

As long as it saves money, Wu Ping can go to any lengths.

Lin Wanli was speechless and ran away in fright.

Only a long sound was left in the wind.

"You're asking for trouble, don't drag me into it~~~~"

I was torn all night.

Wu Ping still couldn't find a present that he could be proud of.

In the end, he decided to bring a set of jade tea utensils as a gift for Elder Ouyang.

If he went empty-handed, Wu Ping would feel embarrassed after receiving someone's kindness and taking their things.

As for why he chose to bring a set of jade tea utensils, there was no particular reason in this world.

But he had jade and plenty of Feitou Man.

He could easily make a set of tea utensils with his current control over the Feitou Man.

At the foot of Human Demon Peak.

Wu Ping had just arrived.

Two "jars" with talismanic secret techniques appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

Before he could approach and examine them, two strangely shaped heads emerged from the jars.

"Hengheng, that's my name."

"Hahaha, that's my name."

"Hengheng, are you Wu Ping?"

"Hahaha, are you stupid? He has the Feitou Man of the Lord around his waist. It must be Wu Ping."

Although these two things looked strange, judging from their conversation and their recognition of the Feitou Man around his waist, they should belong to Elder Ouyang.

Wu Ping was about to speak when the two jars were instantly pulled back up the mountain by a suction force.

An old man in a white robe appeared in front of Wu Ping.

Looking at Wu Ping carrying something, Elder Ouyang smiled.

"This child, he's really something. He's already become my disciple, and he even brought a gift for himself. Really."

"Wu Ping, come with me to the mountain quickly. It's been so long since we last saw each other, look at how thin you've become."

Wu Ping touched his face.

Is there something?

In contemplation, a gentle breeze blew.

Wu Ping only felt his body become light...

The scenery before his eyes changed.

Once again, he arrived at the brightly lit, ethereal grand hall.

As for those two jars, they were nowhere to be seen.

Regarding this, Elder Ouyang said that they were too ugly to be shown.

A maid with a tail brought tea.

Elder Ouyang sat upright on the side.

He almost perked up his ears.

Wu Ping also understood from Lin Wanli that Elder Ouyang wanted to take him as his disciple.

Before, he didn't want to become a disciple. He had everything he needed, so why become a disciple?

But later, Wu Ping discovered that poison was really useful.

And Elder Ouyang was really good to him.

Wu Ping took out the things he was carrying and offered them, saying, "Thank you, Elder, for the gift of the pill last time, and thank you, Elder, for enlightening me at the Sutra Pavilion. Today, Wu Ping has prepared this humble gift, firstly to express gratitude for the Elder's kindness, and secondly to seek guidance from the Elder on the path of studying the pharmacology of poison."

"Good child, good child, get up quickly."

"Hahaha, I've long had the intention of taking you as my disciple. Let's not talk about these things between master and disciple."

Without so much twisting and turning, Elder Ouyang helped Wu Ping up from his bow.

In this world, kneeling is not in fashion. Bowing and paying respects can express sincerity.

"Thank you, Master!"

Wu Ping turned around and quickly changed his address.

The moment he called him "Master," Elder Ouyang felt extremely comfortable.

Finally!

He finally had a disciple.

And a genius at that!

Hahaha, my disciple is a genius!

If it weren't for Wu Ping still being here, Ouyang Zhongmo would have been unable to keep up the act and would have jumped three feet high.

He would have to knock a hole in the ceiling.

He patted his chest and said, "My obedient disciple, rest assured. When it comes to the knowledge of the poison and medicine, within the entire Seven Blood Sect, I dare say I am third, and no one dares to claim second!"

Wu Ping understood.

The first is the senior immortal of the Seven Blood Sect.

A hidden powerhouse!

Not someone an ordinary person can meet.

"Come, come, come. Follow your master and take a look at my collection. I've prepared it for you a long time ago!"

Ouyang Zhongmo led Wu Ping into a deep underground passage.

After a long time, they saw the light again.

Before them was an underground world.

In it were placed iron cages sealed with labels.

Upon closer inspection, they were filled with ferocious beasts emitting terrifying aura.

Or perhaps they were different races.

Wu Ping was overwhelmed by what he saw.

Following Ouyang Zhongmo, they arrived in front of a hundred-meter-tall dark red fleshy mountain.

Proudly, he said, "These are the treasures of your master!"

As he finished speaking, the fleshy mountain wriggled, and tentacles covered in crushing force extended from it, each with an object hanging from its tip.

There were heads, eyeballs, arms, palms, fingers, and even internal organs.

A wide variety.

Although they looked strange, just from the residual aura on these things, Wu Ping knew that these were not something he could provoke at his current level.

But Ouyang Zhongmo was very excited.

He reached out and took down a claw covered in scales, saying, "This is the claw of a ten-thousand-year cold-blooded dragon. As long as my disciple nods, I will immediately replace it for you and give it to you as a trump card. Even with your current cultivation, you can poke several holes in a cultivator of the Three Flowers Realm!"

Hearing this, Wu Ping was somewhat tempted.

The Three Flowers Realm!

That is something...

I have just reached Dragon Gate 0.1, above which there is Dragon Transformation, Calamity, and then the Three Flowers Realm.

This is already at what level?

Although it is still early, Wu Ping still feels that his skills have improved.

And as long as he is given a little time, he can easily solve the case!

There is no need to abandon his own hand and transplant the arm of the ancient cold dragon.

Seeing that he remained silent, Ouyang Zhongmo thought of something.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, my disciple, with your extraordinary talent, such ordinary things are definitely not worthy of you, not worthy, not worthy."

He casually throws it away.

The tentacles growing on the meat mountain reach out and catch it.

Extremely skilled.

Only to see Ouyang Zhongmo diving into the meat mountain.

Leaving half of his body outside, bouncing up and down.

Wu Ping:........

Although Ouyang Zhongmo has been treating him well, he always feels that this master seems a bit unreliable.

"I found it, I found it."

A voice of excitement came.

Ouyang Zhongmo emerged from the flesh mountain, covered in slime.

In his hand, he held a horn covered in divine patterns, shining with a cold light.

At first glance, it is not an ordinary object.

"This is a horn of a deity, capable of emitting a beam of light in an instant, extremely strong and almost indestructible. I almost dug up several ancient divine mountains to find it. If I were to install it on you, it would be like giving wings to a tiger. However, it's not easy to install, the failure rate... is quite high, and even if it is installed, it seems that it cannot be used."

Even Wu Ping, the claw, didn't want it, let alone the horn.

He quickly changed the topic.

"Is it possible that gods and humans are inherently different existences, so it can't be used?"

Ouyang Zhongmo shook his head, "That's impossible. As far as I know, both gods and humans can have offspring, so it should be usable..."

Wu Ping approached curiously, with his current vision, he could see even objects smaller than dust clearly.

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