Rural Shennong

Chen Ping rubbed his chin and looked at Qiu Zhiling for a long time, then at her broken trident: "Water element?"

"Well! Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I will help you poor woman!"

Chen Ping got some materials, refined Qiu Zhiling's trident again, and refined another mask.

As a sea tribe, Qiu Zhiling never knew what it was like to be suffocated, but now she could feel a strong oppressive feeling that her throat was blocked, and her chest seemed to be squeezed out.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiu Zhiling suddenly felt a warm current filling her, making her extremely peaceful.

When Qiu Zhiling slowly opened her eyes, what she saw was no longer the pitch-black sea bottom, but a pale yellow sky,

It was already dusk when the sun was setting, and Chen Ping was sitting beside her, turning his head to look at her with a warm smile on his face: "Are you awake?"

Qiu Zhiling propped herself up on the ground and sat up, feeling a chill in her chest, she quickly grabbed the green shirt on the ground to block the spring light.

Chen Ping turned his back, coughed twice and said, "Well, that just now your clothes were blown to pieces by the shock wave!"

Qiu Zhiling pursed her lips, got up and put on the green shirt, and said softly, "Thank you for saving me!"

Chen Ping waved his hand: "It's nothing to do with a little effort."

"You don't need you, yours, just call me Dongqing."

Qiu Zhiling lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her clothes like a little girl. She could feel the extraordinaryness of this green gown: "Dong... Dongqing, I will return this robe to you when I get back."

Chen Ping is now a semi-holy cultivator, and the green shirt he snatched from Qishan City back then has no effect on him: "Uh! You keep it!"

"If you feel sorry, how about treating it as your reward for keeping my secret?"

Qiu Zhiling remained silent, she looked soft and weak, as if she was relying on Chen Ping to make decisions.

Chen Ping called out a golden trident and a mask from the storage ring: "Your weapon and mask were destroyed in the battle. I have nothing to do, so I reforged two for you."

"Give you so many things, you can always help me keep them secret?"

Although the shape of the golden trident looks similar to the original one, no matter in color or fluctuation, it is very similar to the legendary Taiyi refined copper.

Taiyi fine copper is really nothing to Chen Ping, he got a lot of it in the Dragon Tomb on Yinglong Island.

But this kind of treasure is something that Qiu Zhiling dare not even dream of possessing.

Qiu Zhiling quickly waved her hands and said: "No, no, I swear, I will help you keep this secret even if I die, and I will never say anything about Chi Wuji."

"These treasures are too precious, I can't take them."

Chen Ping smiled slightly: "I'm joking with you, don't be so nervous, just take it!"

"This trident is re-refined on the basis of your trident. You don't need to re-sacrifice it, just put it in the spiritual sea for a period of time."

"This mask is also a magic weapon, and it can also be sacrificed."

"It hides your aura. At critical moments, you use aura to stimulate it, and it can also release a defensive shield, which can resist a half-holy blow."

When Qiu Zhiling took the trident, she felt a different spirituality than before, which made her control over the energy of the water system more mellow and free than before.

A row of sun-burning warm jade particles inlaid on the pole of the halberd insulates the coldness of the metal, increases the conductivity of spiritual energy, and has an anti-slip function. It feels warm from the palm of the hand to the heart.

The mask that sculpted the majestic female facial contours was also extraordinary. Qiu Zhiling felt as light as nothing when she took it, and after wearing it, she really didn't feel a trace of weight.

Moreover, this mask was covered with a layer of jelly, which made Qiu Zhiling feel very comfortable. It was many times stronger than the mask she had worn before, which was cold and had no function.

"Why did you make this mask like this?" Qiu Zhiling asked about the carved outline of the mask.

Chen Ping explained: "As the patriarch of the Hai Clan, your character is too soft, soft from the inside out."

"It's better to wear this majesty just to cover up with a scary Yaksha mask."

After giving the golden trident and the mask to Qiu Zhiling, Chen Ping summoned the Sky-Splitting Sword, and the Yujian soared into the sky, leaving only one sentence, "There will be a time later!" He walked away neatly.

Qiu Zhiling, who has never experienced this kind of thoughtfulness since she was a child, looked at Chen Ping's figure disappearing into the sky, not at all excited about getting the treasure, but a look of loneliness flashed in her eyes.

She murmured to herself: "He helped me, perhaps because he sympathized with the Hai Clan's experience, or because of some internal fighting in the sect?"

"He is the Young Sect Master of the Rage Hall. After Chi Wuji's death, he will definitely be the master of the Rage Hall in the future."

"Qiu Zhiling, he and you are not from the same world, what are you expecting!"

Chen Ping rescued Qiu Zhiling and remade her a weapon and a mask. It was just because he had a good impression of the Hai Clan and sympathized with what happened to the Hai Clan. Qiu Zhiling was indeed very eye-catching. Do me a favor, nothing else.

What he is most anxious about now is to rescue Delino.

After returning to the station and resting for two days, Chen Ping adjusted his state to the peak, so he couldn't wait to let Cheng Xi take his letter of war to the station of the Royal Beast Sect, and agreed to meet with Shangguan Weiluo two days later. A big battle.

This matter caused a great uproar in Meteor Immortal Island.

"Dongqing is floating, right? He thinks he can ignore Shangguan Weiluo because he killed some Chaofan of small powers?"

"Dongqing has never lost a single game since his debut, so he is naturally young and vigorous. Shangguan Weiluo is known as the No. 1 under the semi-sage, a peerless genius who does not come out once every thousand years in the Beast Sect. It is normal for Dongqing to refuse to accept it."

"That's right. What's more, Shangguan Weiluo sent people to besiege him before Yushouzong didn't know his identity. If he doesn't get this place back, I'm afraid it won't be over."

"No.1 under the Half Saint is not called for nothing, it was created by Shangguan Weiluo after hundreds of battles, big and small."

"Dongqing is too crazy, I don't think he will be Shangguan Weiluo's opponent."

Shangguan Weiluo received the letter of war, and with a pinch of his palm, he rubbed the paper into fly ash, and said with disdain, "I haven't looked for him yet, but he took the initiative to look for me!"

"Did you really think that you would be invincible if you killed a few Chaofan from the small sect?"

"Since you want to die so much, then this deity will fulfill you and let you, a frog in the well, see what a real genius is!"

When the news reached Fuchao Palace, Lu Jingtao asked the reporter with great interest: "Where is Wuji? Why did he come to report this to me in person?"

The disciple of Fuchao Palace who came to deliver the letter knelt on the ground and said in a low voice: "My lord, Master Wuji's uncle is gone, and this disciple can't contact him at all!"