Mortal Alchemy

Before long, Bai Jianjia found Chen Ping:

"Junior Brother, this is a set of magical artifacts prepared for you by Master."

"Second-Order Excellent Spiritual Tool - Sky巡逻 Armor."

"It can only be used by disciples of the Sky 巡逻 Department of the Punishment Peak. Its defensive effect is second only to that of a Third-Order spiritual tool, and it can also defend against divine consciousness attacks."

"This is a Second-Order Excellent Spiritual Sword - Radiant Moon Sword."

"Spiritual tool?" Chen Ping's expression shook: "...Senior Sister, isn't this too expensive?"

Second-order magic tools cost six to seven thousand spirit stones, and the highest grade of spiritual tools at least doubles the price.

Bai Jianjia smiled softly: "If Junior Brother's contribution wasn't insufficient, Master would have wanted to prepare a magic weapon for you."

The grades of items are: magic tool, spiritual tool, magic weapon, spiritual treasure...

Chen Ping felt a warmth in his heart: "Thank you, Master."

"Senior Sister, I want to take office as soon as possible. I'll trouble Master to help me with this matter."

"I was just about to talk to you about this matter," Bai Jianjia told Chen Ping about the matter of the rotating peak master of the Deacon Hall.

Chen Ping's face suddenly became gloomy and ugly, and his anger was hard to contain.

He was attacked for no reason, and he would be given a hard time when taking office.

Chen Ping's impression of that Yao Guang Shangren was extremely poor!

Bai Jianjia said, "Junior Brother, since you are walking the path of the sword, then this is sharpening the sword..."

"Don't let this matter delay your state of mind."

"A sword cultivator must have a breath in his heart, so that he can temper the sword path. And Junior Brother, you have not yet entered the realm of the sword path, perhaps you can enter the first artistic conception of the sword path because of this matter."

Artistic conception of the sword path?

It was mentioned in Ji Changsheng's soul.

Among all the ways of attack, the way of the sword is the most powerful. If the artistic conception of the sword path is strong, it can even cross a great realm to defeat a higher cultivator.

Of course, in Ji Changsheng's hundreds of years, he had never heard of this.

And Ji Changsheng's Golden Core is close to Nascent Soul cultivation, and the artistic conception of the sword path is still stuck in the first realm: Sword Qi Coagulating Silk!

Compressing sword qi into silk, the speed and power of this sword can skyrocket by one time!

But it is very difficult to comprehend the artistic conception of the sword path.

But Chen Ping also understood why the Punishment Peak of the Eastern Xuan Sect only recruits disciples with special spiritual roots.

For no other reason than that ordinary spiritual root cultivators' spells are mediocre in power, and they will be better with the blessing of magic tools.

Even Chen Ping's five-element spiritual root learns offensive techniques relatively quickly, but compared to special spiritual root cultivators, his combat power is still average.

And special spiritual root cultivators have a natural advantage in the corresponding offensive path. Special spiritual root cultivators represent powerful combat power.

Chen Ping suddenly felt a lot of pressure: "Master wants me to comprehend the artistic conception of the sword path?"

Bai Jianjia smiled softly: "Master is very optimistic about you, Junior Brother."

"If Junior Brother goes far in the artistic conception of the sword path, Master can transfer you to the Punishment Peak after you enter the Golden Core."

"And if Junior Brother wants to accept Master's sword path inheritance, you must enter the second realm of the artistic conception of the sword path,"

Chen Ping touched his nose and smiled bitterly:

"Thank you, Master, for your expectations of me, I will try my best..."

He doesn't even have a clue about the Golden Core yet, and he already wants him to make achievements in the artistic conception of the sword path.

Bai Jianjia said with a smile:

"I will report to Master. If there are no accidents, the matter of Junior Brother taking office can be determined within three months."

"Junior Brother, you continue to comprehend the inheritance."

Chen Ping cupped his hands and saluted, watched Bai Jianjia leave, and continued to comprehend the inheritance of the spirit plant husband in the dojo.

Ten days later.

Chen Ping flew out of the dojo and went to the Spirit Tool Peak to find Mu Luofei.

The two of them went together and left the Eastern Xuan Sect, heading towards the White Sand Square Market.

On the way, Mu Luofei said, "Junior Brother, there is news about the second-order pill furnace you wanted..."

"Zhao Yazhi has a clan uncle who is also at the Spirit Tool Peak. He recently refined a second-order pill furnace, but the buyer had a problem.

His second-order pill furnace urgently needs to be sold to recover funds, otherwise it will delay the progress of the task. Once discovered by Xingfeng's review, he will face severe punishment."

Chen Ping's eyes lit up: "Then what is the other party's offer?"

Mu Luofei said: "The other party is asking for six thousand spirit stones. This price is one thousand spirit stones higher than the market price. Junior Brother, you can wait a little longer and lower the price."

Chen Ping just pondered for a moment and said:

"There is no need to lower the price. I can buy it for six thousand spirit stones. Senior Sister, I will take office in a square market in three months."

"However, you need to receive this second-order pill furnace from him, and he needs to swear an oath of inner demons that he will not reveal its whereabouts."

Mu Luofei nodded slightly: "I won't persuade you if you have your own ideas."

Then Chen Ping took out six thousand and five hundred spirit stones from the space ring and gave them to Mu Luofei: "Senior Sister, please accept these spirit stones."

Mu Luofei was stunned for a moment: "Junior Brother, there are five hundred extra spirit stones."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Senior Sister Luofei, these five hundred spirit stones are your benefit fee. How can I not give you benefits for asking you to help?"

Mu Luofei snorted softly and did not refuse:

"Okay, then I will accept it. I just need a lot of materials to refine first-order items recently."

She has not yet taken office, and the sect does not issue a salary. All expenses must be borne by herself.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Ping handed her another space ring: "Senior Sister, this is a gift for you."

"Space ring!" Mu Luofei's beautiful eyes were slightly startled, revealing a hint of surprise: "Junior Brother, this gift is too precious, I can't accept it!"

A space ring costs at least five thousand spirit stones.

Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator has to work for at least one or two years to earn it.

Chen Ping boldly held her white and tender hand and put the space ring on her finger:

"Senior Sister, since I said I would give it to you, there is no reason to take it back."

"Moreover, you will be running between the sect and the square market in the future, which is very tiring. This space ring is just a benefit fee for Senior Sister in advance."

"Besides, Li Erniu can give you a second-order Face-Preserving Pill worth four to five thousand, can't I give you a space ring?"

Mu Luofei bit her cherry lips slightly, and the look in Chen Ping's eyes was even more gentle and watery:

"Then... I will accept it!"

Because she has not yet taken office, her family background is not that rich. She, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, is still using a storage bag until now.

Then Mu Luofei's pretty face flushed, with a touch of blush that could not be blown away by the breeze.

In the past, she was always proactive and strong in front of Chen Ping.

Now, Chen Ping took the initiative and became strong in front of her for the first time.

A subtle taste could not help but emerge from her heart.

Chen Ping laughed: "Senior Sister Luofei, we should hurry up, don't keep Senior Sister Meng and Junior Brother Luo waiting..."

Mu Luofei nodded lightly.

The two figures galloped away, turning into two streams of light.

Chen Ping's streamer is cyan-purple.

Mu Luofei's is moon white.

This is due to the two people's exercises.

...

White Sand Square Market - Moon Gazing Tower.

The largest private room.

Fang Xing, Luo Chongzhi, Han Tongbao, Lin Feixian, Xu Fengshan, and Zhou Ying gathered in the room.

Meng Huang'er was still waiting outside the door.

The few of them were also chatting happily in the private room. After all, they had been cultivating for many years and had sufficient social skills. Moreover, they were all invited by Chen Ping to participate in the Foundation Establishment banquet, so they did not let the atmosphere cool down.

"Creak--"

Meng Huang'er opened the door.

Chen Ping took the first step, and Mu Luofei followed closely behind.