Rural Shennong

At noon, Chen Ping was lying on the big collapsed bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Delino smiled disdainfully: "It seems that you are the one who did the death, right?"

The corners of Chen Ping's mouth twitched: "You don't need to be crazy, it won't be too late to deal with you when I reach the extraordinary realm!"

Under the treatment of Chen Ping who had no choice but to use the Evergreen Art, Delino's injuries were naturally healed, and it was a blessing in disguise. Not only did her cultivation return to the early stage of the Transcendent Realm, she also made a small breakthrough, taking a big step towards the middle stage of the Transcendent Realm.

The downside is that Delino can't go back to Earth, and even if she goes back, she can't do anything, unless the level of aura on Earth can be equal to that of the secret realm.

This is equal, not to say that the concentration of aura on the earth is the same as that of the secret realm.

You must know that the current concentration of spiritual energy on the earth is similar to that of the secret realm, and it can't be much lower.

What the earth is lacking now is the natural recovery speed of the aura of heaven and earth.

After all, the earth is too small.

If the secret realm is compared to an ocean, the earth is at most a pond.

The blasted hole in the North Pole is equivalent to digging a hole in the embankment by the pond and filling the dry pond with water.

Transcendent masters who squander their aura wantonly on the earth are like pumping water out of a pond with a water pump, simply unable to make ends meet.

Not to mention anything else, such as the aura vortex that Chen Ping created when he healed Delino.

If it is on the earth, thousands of miles around will be sucked into a spiritual vacuum, and martial arts masters in this area will be affected, and the master-level powerhouses are likely to be suffocated by the spiritual energy and go crazy.

But in the secret realm, this is not a problem at all. The large spiritual veins under the Qingdi City alone are enough to support the consumption of the spiritual vortex.

So only after the dam of the small aura pond on the earth collapsed completely, allowing the pond to connect with the aura ocean in the secret realm, Delino could go back.

In addition to Delino's benefits from this healing, Chen Ping also benefited a lot.

Delino winked like silk: "Are you about to advance to the Transcendent Realm?"

"I helped you so much, shouldn't you thank me?"

Chen Ping slapped Delino's ass: "How can I thank you? How about I give you Qingdi City?"

Reborn is the last two realms of a master, and it also belongs to the category of human warriors.

But Chaofan is different, once the aura penetrates into the flesh and blood, the whole person will resonate with the aura of heaven and earth, and truly achieve harmony between man and nature.

This is already the realm of a demigod.

There is a huge gap between even the peak masters of the Bone Changing Realm and Chaofan.

In the history of the earth, there are not many bone-changing powerhouses, and there are more than 30 on the current ranking list.

What about extraordinary?There are only five on the current pole list, and the youngest is several hundred years old.

This shows how difficult it is to break through the extraordinary.

According to Chen Ping's previous estimation, even if he practiced hard in closed doors, he would have to spend three to five years to liquefy the aura in the meridians and bones in his body before he could try to break through.

But now he has no time to retreat for three to five years to practice penance.

Chen Ping spends a lot of time and energy on the usual miscellaneous trivial matters.

So Chen Ping is ready to fight for another ten years to consolidate the foundation.

Delino, the blood queen's yin is really too strong, but she is truly extraordinary, the aura in her body has already been liquefied, and it is extremely pure.

In less than two days of practice, Chen Ping had almost liquefied the aura in his inner body.

Delino didn't hesitate to waste herself, and gave Chen Ping her first embrace.

It can be said that if Chen Ping wants to break through, he can break through at any time. He doesn't even lack cloud pattern vines.

But he really can't break through now, otherwise he can only choose to seal the cultivation base, but the seal is too troublesome, and it will take at least half a year.

Otherwise, he would have to be trapped in the secret realm like Delino, unable to return to Earth.

Delino snorted coldly: "It's a good idea, do you know that I can't go back to Earth for the time being, and you want me to sit in Qingdi City for you?"

Chen Ping laughed dryly and said, "Those who are able work harder!"

"I wouldn't worry about changing someone else."

Delino said coldly: "Chen Ping, what do you think of me?"

Chen Ping hurriedly coaxed:

"If you don't want to take care of these trivial matters, you can just wander around in the secret realm."

Delino curled her lips: "That's about the same."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "You are practicing on the top of the tower now. After all, you have just used the first embrace, and your body is very weak."

"The aura is the most abundant here!"

"Did you see that gate? Just turn it, and you can adjust the concentration of aura."

Leaving Delino to practice in the room at the top of the tower, Chen Ping got dressed and went to the third floor.

Looking up, Chen Ping was delighted.

At this moment Balmot was facing Da Ben and bowed his body. Da Ben turned around him, and Balmot followed suit.

Seeing Chen Ping, he ran over in a hurry, lay down in front of Chen Ping, and howled.

Even if Da Ben was lying on his stomach, he was half his head taller than Chen Ping. Chen Ping raised his hand and touched Da Ben's head: "I'm here to see you!"

"You can't come with me now, the aura environment on the other side of the earth is not suitable for your activities."

After finishing speaking, Chen Ping walked to Balmott, and said with a slight smile, "Old Mott, how is your recovery?"

When Balmot bent his knees, he was about to kneel down to Chen Ping.

Chen Ping quickly raised his hand to support him: "What are you doing?"

Balmot said respectfully: "You are my benefactor and the Holy Master of my werewolf clan. The rules cannot be broken."

When Chen Ping went upstairs with Delino in his arms, he summoned Da Ben through the contract and asked him to come over and give Old Mott a drop of blood.

Ever since Chen Ping discovered that the transformation process of the werewolf was very similar to his berserk transformation, he had speculated.

As expected, the werewolf race is a race made by people from the ancient secret realm mixed with humans and Sirius clan.

After drinking the blood essence of Daben, the real Sirius clan, the quality of old Mott's bloodline has improved a lot.

Not only has his injury healed, but his cultivation base has also skyrocketed a lot.

Although it has not yet reached the critical point of breaking through the extraordinary, it is not too far away.

Chen Ping frowned slightly: "What is the Holy Master not the Holy Master?"

"The Holy Court of Light has a holy word, and our Huaguo's holy religion also has a holy word. I found that nothing with a holy word is a good thing."

"If you really trust me, just call me the boss."

Old Mott bowed and said, "Yes, boss!"

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, Chen Ping knew what he was thinking.

"Delino's injury has healed, and he is retreating up there, so don't worry about him anymore."

Old Mott breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, boss."

The corner of Chen Ping's mouth twitched: "This is what I should do."

"Now your injury is healed, and your cultivation base has also increased. Come back to Earth with me first."

"There should be an end to the affairs of the other countries!"

Chen Ping led the father and daughter of the Pope family to reverse the public opinion, and the strong men under his command were not to be outdone, and took the opportunity to win a hearty victory.

In this battle, the Holy Court not only suffered an unprecedented damage to its reputation, but also suffered a heavy loss in its overall strength.

In the Holy Court Hall, the sixth-generation Pope Jeff Hammill sat on the throne with a gloomy expression, listening to Carolingian's report.