Rural Shennong

When he reached the Saint Realm, what Chen Ping wanted to use was the Heaven Splitting Sword Pill.

Because a saint has a domain of laws, if he encounters an opponent with low combat power, Chen Ping, who has reached the saint realm, does not need to open the domain, and the Sky Splitting Sword Formation can easily deal with it.

But when encountering opponents of the same level, under the collision of the domains, the Sky Splitting Sword Formation would not be able to exert the power of the domain.

Because no matter how many changes there are in the Sky Splitting Sword Formation, it is still tangible and qualitative, and there are traces to follow.

A sage is within his own domain of law, which is equivalent to a god who has opened the perspective of God. The traceable changes in the sword array can be easily seen by a sage.

Jianwan, shaped like a projectile, contains sword intent and integrates laws. It has the rigidity of breaking a river and cutting a mountain, and also has the softness of a blue silk wrapped around a finger. It is ever-changing.

Within the field of law, it appears as it sees and appears, and its magical uses are endless.

It can be said that this Heaven Cracking Sword Pill is designed to cooperate with the saint's domain to display the saint's super powerful combat skills.

Chen Ping hadn't thought that far before, nor was he ready to refine the sword pill.

It took him a lot of energy to refine the nine sky-splitting swords and gather the materials. To refine the higher sword pills, the materials required are even more difficult to obtain, which is no worse than gathering the materials for cultivating the golden body.

Chen Ping thought about it for a while, and his brain hurts.

Because if the sword pill wants to be powerful, first of all, it must be indestructible, the harder the better, and secondly, it must be divided into thousands of pieces and reassembled into a pill, which cannot destroy the overall existence of the sword pill.

As far as Chen Ping knows, the several kinds of materials for refining sword pills are all extremely rare and rare spiritual materials.

But now, he not only has the most precious innate breath soil, but also has twelve holy wolf souls. It can be said that the basic conditions for refining sword pills have not only been met, but also far exceeded Chen Ping's expectations.

Is there any spiritual material in this world that is more durable and harder than the innate breath soil, even if it is broken into countless pieces, it will not affect its re-condensation?almost none.

Is there anything in this world that is more in line with the realm of the law of destruction than the holy wolf's wolf soul?Absolutely not.

"How could it be such a coincidence? Am I too lucky?" In a daze, Chen Ping raised his head to look up at the congenital aura above the falling golden pillar, a look of fear flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to feel that there was a big hand in the dark, manipulating his destiny, treating him as a marionette, pushing him to a pre-set path.

"Spiritual bottle, Nuwa, heaven..." The more Chen Ping thought about it, the more his head hurt. He began to doubt everything he had experienced, including doubts about his current cultivation base and realm.

As he was in a trance, his breath also became turbulent.

Da Ben was taken aback, Chen Ping was clearly showing signs of becoming mad, he quickly shouted: "Boss, wake up!"

Chen Ping was awakened by Da Ben's shout, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Da Ben and Chen Ping share the same mind, so they naturally also know some of his thoughts: "Boss, didn't you say that my fate is up to me?"

"If you think there is something wrong with this thing, let's just stop it, why bother so much."

"I don't believe that with your ability, Boss, you won't be able to get better treasures in the future."

Chen Ping's gaze gradually became firm: "No? Why not?"

"No one in this world can control my fate, Chen Ping!"

"If this day is going to cover my eyes, then I will poke a hole in this day!"

Da Ben coughed twice and said, "Boss, actually, I think you may be thinking too much."

"You get all of this because of your chance."

"The reason why you have doubts is most likely because your cultivation realm has improved too fast, which has caused your xinxing to not keep up."

In the past, Da Ben couldn't say so much, but he accepted the lifelong knowledge and comprehension of the twelve holy wolves, at least in terms of cultivation, he still gained a lot of experience.

It is not unreasonable for Da Ben to have such doubts.

It took less than four years for Chen Ping to grow from a poor guy with advanced cancer to the superpower he is now.

The rest of the semi-saints who are similar to him have not experienced hundreds of years of penance.

His experience cannot be described in legends, it is absolutely unprecedented, and it cannot be copied at all.

That's why when Chen Ping suddenly got such a great opportunity, he felt unreal and dreamy.

Chen Ping listened to Da Ben's words, and he decided that when he was free, he must retreat for a period of time to calm his mind.

He took a deep breath: "I'll take off the soil first, and you get them ready."

Chen Pingfei stepped onto the top of the Fallen Gold Pillar, held the Innate Breathing Soil with both hands, gave a low drink, and picked up the head-sized piece of loess.

Sure enough, as Chen Ping expected, the innate soil is very heavy, weighing more than 1 jin.

With his current cultivation base, it is simply a daydream if he wants to refine this piece of breath soil into shape.

The muscles on Chen Ping's arms were tense, and his fingers were clenched tightly, unable to leave a finger mark on this piece of soil.

He sat cross-legged on the pillar, put the breath soil in the palm of his hand, and sank it to his lower abdomen. It took him a long time to imprint his spiritual imprint on it.

At least he can control this thing to hit people now.

Of course, it is impossible for Chen Ping to control Xiantian Xiyang to hit people, even if he hits it, he may not be able to take it back.

The spiritual imprint was just for Chen Ping to allow the souls of the twelve holy wolves to settle in, and he was tightening the soil to nourish his own spiritual resources.

The souls of the twelve holy wolves floated out of Da Ben's head and floated into the innate breath soil. Chen Ping put the breath soil into the spiritual sea before jumping off the pillar.

In Chen Ping's spiritual sea, the innate aura still can't replace the spirit bottle, and it surrounds the spirit bottle like a satellite.

Lingping didn't have much interest in the earth-type treasure like Xiantian breath soil, and even pushed it a little further away with some disgust.

Chen Ping jumped off the pillar and woke up the Lan family father and son and Yan Luo who were really fainted.

Only then began to collect other loot.

Chen Ping put away the storage equipment of Zheng Tuo and the gang of Yu Beast Sect.

Chen Ping didn't like most of the things inside. He picked three of them and gave them to Lan Kangshi, as well as stone flowers and stones. He didn't touch the things inside.

When Chen Ping checked Shangguanyi's storage ring, he found a token inside.

Chen Ping had obtained a token of Congyun Cave Mansion, so he was very interested in this kind of things: "Yan Luo, what is this? Do you know it?"

Yan Luo took it over and took a look: "My lord, this is the VIP order for the Wanbao Building on Yuxian Island."

"Every 200 years, before Congyun Cave Mansion is about to open, Wanbao Building will hold a trade fair, and only those who hold this order are eligible to participate in the fair!"

Chen Ping asked again: "Is there anything good at the trade fair?"

Yan Luo pondered for a moment: "The good things in the fair are different every session, but the most precious thing is the Ascension Token!"