Rural Shennong

"Stop!" The leader of the city guard recognized Fei Yuan Xianghei's appearance, but still stretched out his hand to stop him.

"What are you doing back here? Aren't our two venerables with you? Where are they?"

Venerable is the respectful title given to master-level masters by people in the secret realm.

According to Chen Ping's information from Fei Yuan Xiangping, the people in the secret realm look down on the people on Earth.

So it is normal for a martial arts master to be so unreasonable to his master.

Chen Ping replied: "We found the traces of the two intruders, but they escaped again!"

"The two venerables and one of my companions have already chased after them, and they asked me to report back."

"Didn't I send someone over for support before? Why didn't anyone go to help us?"

The city guard frowned slightly: "According to those who came back to report, the two half-mutilated spirit bottle men who were hunted down were blocked by you in a small village to the south."

"With our two venerables around, they shouldn't be able to escape."

"It can't be that you trash get in the way and let them escape by chance?"

Chen Ping snorted coldly, "If you had sent support earlier, they would never have escaped."

"I'm going to see Lord Gengyin!"

The leader of the city guard stepped aside and let Chen Ping in. Then, pointing at Chen Ping's back, he said brazenly, "The spirit bottle man is such a waste."

Several other secret realm warriors guarding the city laughed.

"I heard that the world of the spirit bottle was originally a world transformed from the spirit bottle. These people grew up in the stomach of the spirit bottle. They are very comfortable. How could they not be waste?"

"When our fairyland army invades the spirit bottle world and sacrifices blood to hundreds of millions of spirit bottle people, we will be able to see the true face of the spirit bottle."

"You said that spirit bottle..."

Chen Ping paused slightly and clenched his fists, but he didn't stop. No one saw the strong murderous look in his eyes.

No need to ask anyone, Chen Ping had already learned the detailed information from Fei Yuan Xiangping, and soon found the City Lord's Mansion.

The guard of the City Lord's Mansion asked him why he came, so he asked him to wait at the door, and went in to report.

Not long after, two people came out of the City Lord's Mansion.

One of them was Geng Yin who was leaning on a cane, and there was a burly man Chen Ping had never seen before, who followed Geng Yin.

Geng Yin coughed as she walked, and it has only been three months since her injury has not fully recovered.

Chen Ping bowed and cupped his hands and said, "Great Venerable Gengyin, good day!"

Geng Yin's eyes were full of doubts, although this Feiyuan Xiangping looked normal on the surface, but she always felt that something was not right.

Because when she saw Fei Yuan Xianghei, she felt inexplicably irritable.

"You let those two boys run away again? What a waste!"

Chen Ping laughed twice: "We have tried our best, who would have thought that those two boys were scheming and summoned their contracted beasts at the critical moment."

"Jane Wudi was escaped from the hole dug in the ground by his strange beast."

"That Hua Tianlu's strange beast was a big bird, which took him away from the sky."

"The two venerables were worried that they would run to the base of the spirit bottle people, so they asked me to come back quickly for support."

Geng Yin was silent for a moment, then turned his head and said to the burly man: "Geng Yong, you and he head to the base of the spirit bottle people first, and block the retreat of the two intruders, lest they escape back to their lair."

"I'll take people to search for their traces, hurry up!"

Geng Yong frowned and said, "Mum, your injury..."

Geng Yin said calmly: "It's okay, just search for two half-dead stray dogs, even if they meet them, they will do nothing to me."

Geng Yong nodded, waved his hand at Chen Ping, and was about to take him away.

"Wait first!" At this moment, Geng Yin suddenly raised his crutch and placed it in front of Chen Ping, staring straight at him: "Where is your natal magic soldier?"

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, but obediently called out Fei Yuan Xiangping's samurai sword, held the sword and clenched his fist and said, "Here, sir?"

Geng Yin looked at the knife in Chen Ping's hand, and then at him again, then put down his crutches and said, "It's nothing, I just remind you to cherish this precious knife that our fairyland specially made for you, and don't let us down. Some thoughts."

Chen Ping wondered: "Sir, did you remember wrongly? I made this knife myself!"

"Didn't you say that after I successfully complete this task, you will give me a treasured sword of the same style?"

"Oh!" Geng Yin waved his hand: "Maybe I misremembered, you should hurry up and follow me to complete the task."

Chen Ping cupped his hands again, turned around and followed Geng Yong to leave the City Lord's Mansion.

He said with disdain in his heart, old hag, fortunately I had prepared it long ago, and asked more detailed questions when I tortured Fei Yuan Xiangping, otherwise I would really have caught your trick!

Geng Yong took Chen Ping to the city gate. As a native of the secret realm, Geng Yong looked down on Earthlings with half his eyeballs.

Especially Fei Yuan Xiangping, a servile earthling traitor like Fei Yuan.

So he didn't bother to talk to the other party.

When he was leaving the city gate quickly, Geng Yong planned to have a few words with Fei Yuan Xiangping.

But when he turned around, he found that Fei Yuan Xiangping was not behind him.

Geng Yong said angrily, "Where did this trash go?"

He immediately went back the same way, looking for traces of Feiyuan Xiangping.

After running for two streets, Geng Yong saw Fei Yuan Xiangping.

When he found that Fei Yuan Xiangping was bargaining with a roadside vendor, his face turned black with anger: "Fei Yuan Xiangping, what are you doing?"

Chen Ping seemed to be taken aback, and said with some guilt: "Master Geng Yong, I... I saw someone selling tiger-pattern vines here, and I want... I want to buy it."

Tiger-pattern vine is also a very precious panacea for people in the secret realm.

Geng Yong hurriedly went up to check, and found that it was indeed a tiger-pattern vine, but this tiger-pattern vine was only as big as a bean sprout, and only grew a leaf.

It may take tens or hundreds of years for this tiger-pattern vine to fully grow and mature, and it needs to be taken care of carefully, otherwise it will easily die halfway through.

Such seedlings are not too rare in the secret realm.

Geng Yong snorted coldly: "You don't know anything, why did you delay so long for such a crap?"

"If we didn't block the retreat of the two spirit bottle people in time and let them escape back to the spirit bottle people's base, can you take the responsibility?"

Geng Yin Wuxin's words were really correct, Chen Ping was just delaying time.

He made an appointment with two friends for an hour to act, and it's not yet time. If he left the city, wouldn't it be a waste of time to sneak in.

Chen Ping was full of confusion: "But I have stayed at the peak of the Embryo Realm for many years, and it is so easy to meet this tiger-pattern vine, I..."

Geng Yong interrupted dissatisfied: "Have you lost your mind?"

"It's just such a tiger-striped vine seedling that just broke through the ground, it's not even enough to replace your nails."

"Don't smudge, follow me immediately!"

Chen Ping gritted his teeth, and said to the small vendor: "The ginseng whiskers of the two thousand-year-old blood ginseng, should I change them? If not, I will leave!"

The boss originally wanted to trick Chen Ping into ordering more things, but when he saw Geng Yong looking at him with an unkind expression, he happily gave the seedlings to Chen Ping.

"Okay, even if I suffer a little, I'll give it to you in exchange!"