Rural Shennong

At first, Chen Ping was a little worried that Jiujiu would be hurt, because Yao Shuyu's power was too terrifying.

But then he discovered that Yao Shuyu was still very serious and knew how to control her own power.

Chen Ping simply let the two girls sitting on his shoulders, one on the left and one on the right, mess around, and concentrated on making another big table of delicious food.

The portion of food on the second table was even bigger, and Yao Shuyu continued to binge eat.

Chen Ping didn't ignore Jiujiu either, he squeezed a cup of fresh oranges for her from the oranges cultivated with spiritual liquid, and the little girl drank them deliciously.

These oranges have just been bred and haven't been put on the market yet. Chen Ping only got the first batch yesterday.

Most of them have been distributed to relatives and friends, and there are not many left here.

At noon, the little girls were tired from playing, so they took a nap together, woke up and went to play in the swimming pool outside for a few hours. When they were tired, they went ashore to drink orange juice, and then continued to splash in the pool.

After dinner, Yao Shuyu bid farewell to Chen Ping and Jiujiu.

At the entrance of the villa, Yao Shuyu let go of Chen Ping and stood on the ground, reluctantly pulling the corner of his clothes, looked up at him and pouted and said, "Uncle, can I still come to play next weekend?"

Chen Ping nodded: "Yes, you can come whenever you want."

Yao Shuyu was very happy: "Then let's pull the hook!"

Chen Ping hooked him, and Yao Shuyu turned around and got into the car.

As soon as the car started, Yao Shuyu lowered the window, poked his head out and said, "And Uncle A, don't forget the delicious food you promised me!"

Chen Ping agreed to Yao Shuyu and asked Jiujiu to bring her lunch when she went to school tomorrow.

It's not that Chen Ping wants to curry favor with Yao Shuyu, but that Chen Ping knows how to be grateful.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he has been greatly inspired by Yao Shuyu.

For Chen Ping, this is a great opportunity.

Otherwise, how could it be possible for a tyrannical master to let people casually probe into her body's cultivation?

Let alone a stranger who has only met once, even his own son will not do.

Chen Ping has always been the character of dripping water and springing up.

With a smile on his face, he patted Yao Shuyu's head naturally: "Don't worry, Jiujiu will bring it to you when she goes to school tomorrow."

"If I wait until you are on vacation again, and I happen to have time, if you come to uncle's house, it's fine for me to make it for you myself."

Seeing this scene, the eyelids of Mu Ziling's group jumped wildly, and their faces were so ugly that they didn't look like it.

The ancestor is called Uncle Chen Ping, what should they be called?

Now that the matter has come to this point, the mentality of this group of people has become peaceful.

Chen Ping touched and hugged Yao Shuyu, there was nothing to worry about.

As for Chen Ping's greed for the elders and taking advantage of them, they were all gloating in their hearts.

Anyway, the ancestor couldn't seal himself forever.

One day in the future, she will unlock the seal and the spiritual sea, recover her memory and experience, and recall that she called Uncle Chen Ping when she was ignorant, and Chen Ping will peel off his skin even if he is not dead.

Chen Ping couldn't see the deep meaning hidden in the half-smile expressions of these people.

But he wasn't afraid at all.

Yao Shuyu's seal triggers the normal release mechanism is very simple, that is, her physical strength is enough to support her to continue her cultivation.

Yao Shuyu's seal would be quickly released only if Chen Ping personally acted, or in a life-and-death crisis.

According to Chen Ping's estimation, even with his continuous supply of top-quality ingredients, it would take at least three to five years to as many as seven or eight years to speed up this process.

At that time, Chen Ping didn't even know how advanced his cultivation was, so he was still afraid of Yao Shuyu?

She tidied up so obediently that it was not impossible for her to really call me uncle.

Not long after Yao Shuyu left, Liu Yixin came back from get off work.

Chen Ping didn't spend the night in the villa, but handed Jiujiu to Liu Yixin, and hurried back to the practice room of the Wuyuan University of Medicine.

He sat cross-legged next to the huge Hetian jade, and after a while, the clothes on his body swelled automatically without wind.

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At three o'clock in the morning, Duan Peilong was sleeping with Sister Hong in his arms, when he was woken up by a call from Chen Ping: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Chen Ping didn't talk nonsense: "There is no traffic jam at this time, I will give you half an hour to come to the pier immediately."

Duan Peilong wailed: "I just fell asleep and haven't..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Ping had already hung up the phone.

In addition to Duan Peilong, Chen Ping also contacted Hua Biao, Sha Zhuqiang, Wei Manting and others.

Zuo Bingxiu, who lives in Lingnan, was unable to come. Except for him, all other martial arts masters under Chen Ping's command were present.

Half an hour approached, Duan Peilong, who was yawning, was the last one to arrive at the pier.

Chen Ping had already ignited the engine of Du Shiman's yacht, and led the crowd towards the isolated island in the far sea.

Several people looked at Chen Ping's back with expressions of surprise and uncertainty.

After a moment of silence, the youngest Wei Lan couldn't help asking: "Junior Brother, have you noticed that Master's temperament has changed?"

Although Hou Liangyu is older than Wei Lan, but he worshiped Chen Ping as his teacher later than Wei Lan, so he became the third junior.

Butcher Qiang scolded: "Where are there so many nonsense, you should clean up again, right?"

Wei Lan used to be very afraid of butcher, because he was often raped by butcher.

But after a long time of contact, he has long known that Shazhuqiang has a cold-faced and warm-hearted personality, so he is not afraid of him now: "I just said it! Master must be stronger than before!"

Duan Peilong laughed and said: "That's why your master pulled us out and gave us a little treat!"

Wei Lan shivered: "I'm still young, and I'm still growing up, all uncles, take care of me!"

Every time these people break through to a new realm, they will learn from each other to integrate new strength and martial skills, in order to quickly stabilize the existing realm.

Chen Ping is similar, the only difference is that when they compete with each other, they win and lose, but when they fight against Chen Ping, they are mostly tortured.

Along the way, at most he could be on par with Chen Ping.

This time Chen Ping's breakthrough will never be simple, but he is just aware of the terrifying and surging energy in him, which makes people tremble with fear.

They didn't know that Chen Ping had just penetrated the No.80 eight meridians, and opened up more than half of the No.80 nine meridians.

If it weren't for probing Yao Shuyu's cultivation, Chen Ping would never have crossed the threshold of 87 meridians so easily, and even penetrated one and a half meridians.

Of course, this has a lot to do with his almost penetrating the No.80 seven meridians before.

After getting off the boat, with his feet on the beach, Chen Ping said without any nonsense, "Let's go together!"

When Chen Ping gave an order, these people didn't show any courtesy to him.

Wei Manting was the first to dash forward, and Shazhuqiang and Hou Liangyu followed behind him.

The other people circled around and outflanked Chen Ping.

"Boom!"

Fists and feet intersected, like a thunderous explosion.

The terrifying strength formed a shock wave visible to the naked eye, the fine sand rushed into the sky, and even a wave that had just rushed over was swept back by the strength.

From the first move, this group of people fired with all their firepower, without holding back a bit.

But this still couldn't bridge the huge gap between them and Chen Ping.