Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 471

For a while, Chen Ping has been guarding the valley, waiting for the Winged Evil King to overcome the thunder disaster.

But just now, the huge movement made by the female cultivator crushing the talisman disturbed his meditation.

This talisman that can release golden flowers into the sky is the unique power-holding talisman of Lan Yuezong, which can send out a distress signal.

Back then, Xu Chengjian squeezed this talisman and attracted his aunt Xu Yuehuan.

As soon as Chen Ping's consciousness spread out, the expression on his face immediately became quite exciting.

The ones chasing and killing everyone were actually two Black Fire Crows at the peak of Tier [-].

That is to say, the ethnic group that Xuanfly belonged to.

On the other side, the human monks are all disciples of Lan Yuezong.

Yin Xianyi had given him a copy of the information before, so he knew even the junior Lanyue in the Foundation Establishment period.

When he found out the situation and wanted to rescue him, it was too late.

Xuan Huo Crow killed most of the monks vigorously and resolutely.

Only the leading Yuan Dan, a man and a woman, barely survived.

Both of them are true disciples of the previous generation of Lanyue Sect.

The male cultivator of Yushu Linfeng is Yin Xianyi's nephew, Yin Wuji.

And that girl in the green dress with icy skin and skin, named Chu Ruoqiao.

This girl is Chu Qingling's clan sister, her cultivation level in the mid-Yuan Dan period is lower than that of Yin Wuji's.

The background of the two of them can be said to be extremely profound, except for Jin Dan, most people really dare not provoke them.

Chen Ping naturally saw everything that happened later.

Yin Wuji, a ruthless person who destroys flowers with his hands, has no scruples about the friendship between his teacher and his family, and uses treasures to trap Chu Ruoqiao, and helps him escape with difficulty.

This move immediately pushed Chu Ruoqiao to death.

Not only is the Black Fire Crow astonishingly fast, its claws are also extremely sharp.

Although the branch cage was extremely strong, cracks of different depths appeared on the surface under the continuous grabbing, which could not last for a long time.

Once the two birds were out of trouble, Chu Ruoqiao, who had run out of mana, would undoubtedly die.

When Chen Ping saw this situation, a sneer flashed in his eyes.

Then with a thought in his mind, a low inaudible incantation sounded from his mouth, and then there were slight crackling sounds coming from his body, which were rapid and dense.

At the same time, a white halo floated on the face.

After a breath, Chen Ping's figure suddenly rose five inches, and the white light scattered, revealing a dark and strange face.

This is exactly the method of disguise and transformation, the secret face technique, obtained from Yu Zeqiu.

Recently, he has been running around for the corpses of monsters, and has no time to retreat and meditate.

So, he simply divided part of his thoughts and raised the relatively simple and easy-to-learn secret face technique to the realm of great success.

This technique can not only lengthen and shorten various parts of the body arbitrarily within a certain range, but also control the relaxation of muscles, and instantly change the color and fineness of the skin.

They definitely belonged to the top batch of Xuanpin's makeovers.

According to Chen Ping's guess, after he performed the secret face surgery of the Dacheng realm, even a Jindan of a higher realm would not be able to easily detect his real body.

Of course, all kinds of secret techniques in the cultivation world emerge in endlessly and restrain each other.

In front of Tianpin's pupil technique, the secret face technique would be completely ineffective.

After changing his face, Chen Ping opened the valley formation and flew towards Chu Ruoqiao's position.

He is ready to appear on the stage in style, and stage a good show of a hero saving the beauty.

Yin Wuji had already fled, so he didn't need to rescue him.

But Chu Ruoqiao was one of the elders of Lanyue Sect, so she couldn't help Yin Xianyi's advice.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping had a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, the little girl is Chu Ruoqiao, the elder of Lanyue Sect holding the sword peak. Please save her life. The sect and I will definitely thank you fellow Daoist."

At this time, Chu Ruoqiao also noticed Chen Ping's aura, and after sensing that the person coming was Yuan Dan's peak cultivation level, she immediately called for help with a face full of surprise as if grabbing at straws.

"Chu Fairy hold on!"

Chen Ping puffed up his sleeves to speed up the escape, and his Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, showing a natural uprightness.

The closer he was to Chu Ruoqiao, the more clearly he could see her strange state.

The woman seemed to be tightly restrained by an extremely strong wood spirit force, her body was suspended in the air and could not move.

There is only less than half of the mana left.

Seeing this, Chen Ping's fear of Yin Xianyi deepened again.

Zhixiu in the Golden Core stage has treacherous and unpredictable methods, and is far from being so easy to deal with.

"Fellow Daoist, you have to be careful, that's the Black Fire Crow King at the peak of the third rank!"

Seeing Chen Ping rushing towards the branch cage, the sweaty Chu Ruoqiao reminded loudly.

"Fairy Chu, please protect yourself."

Chen Ping said in a voice transmission, feeling very embarrassed.

It's not that the strength of the monster is too strong, which makes him sigh.

With his current magical powers, he can instantly kill two Black Fire Crow Kings in an instant.

What he was struggling with was what magical power to use to drive away the Xuan Huo Crow without revealing his identity.

"Crack!"

At this moment, the cage of branches expanded and contracted, and burst violently, turning into countless dark and shiny filaments, collapsing in all directions.

Although the little banyan tree is a life-saving thing bestowed by the Golden Core cultivator, it has not reached the category of magic.

It is not bad to be able to withstand a few breaths of time.

"Cuck!"

Under the unison of the two black fire crows, the surrounding demon spirits spun rapidly like a whirlwind.

Then two huge blood shadows shot out from it, and with a series of phantoms, they rushed to Chen Ping in the blink of an eye.

The pair of bird claws moved slightly, and a large piece of blood-red claw shadow immediately covered Chen Ping imperviously, planning to cut him into countless pieces of meat by virtue of his strong physical strength.

Chen Ping took a deep breath, his face was calm and he didn't dodge or dodge, instead he rubbed his hands together and raised them upwards.

There was a whistling sound, and a large crimson flame net floated in front of his chest out of thin air, and met Claw Shadow without fear.

He temporarily chose to use ordinary fire spells to deal with the monster bird.

After all, in the Yuanyan Islands, there are at least thirty or forty fire attribute Yuandan peak monks with names and surnames, and no one can suspect him.

"Huo Xiu, you are courting death!"

One of the black fire crows let out a strange cry of disdain.

Its family is famous for its proficiency in fire-type supernatural powers, and it is this kind of Taoism that they are most afraid of.

Therefore, those two pairs of sharp claws still grabbed it hard without any politeness.

But Xuanhuoya's mind hadn't finished turning yet, when he suddenly felt a sudden heat on his body, and then a burning pain came from his claws.

Then the red light in front of his eyes burst into flames, and the big net composed of fire spiritual power smashed through the claw shadows and covered them.

"Cuck!"

Seeing the big net enveloping them, the two crows uttered a loud cry, and their bodies suddenly shrank rapidly, instantly becoming the size of a palm.

The moment the fire net came into contact with it, they got out of the gap at the same time.

After getting out of danger, the two black fire crows regained their shape with a wave of fluctuations.

But upon closer inspection, a certain part of the surface of their wings was scorched black.

This was injured by the human race who came to rescue with a mere sliver of spiritual fire!
The two Black Fire Crows looked at each other in an extremely anthropomorphic way, and a feeling of fear and foreboding arose spontaneously.

They couldn't understand at all why ordinary fire spells were so powerful?
Usually, the spirit fire of the ancestors in the clan can bring them such a sense of oppression.

But the man in front of him is obviously just a Yuandan cultivator of the same rank!
Looking sideways at the reaction of the two crows, Chen Ping couldn't help but sneer.

He refined six fire spirits, and his mana was almost twice as pure as that of ordinary monks.

A flame that was shot casually exudes terrifying power.

If it wasn't for hiding their clumsiness, the two crows were already seriously injured and waiting to die.

"Daoist friendship supernatural power!"

Chu Ruoqiao's beautiful eyes were fixed, seeing Chen Ping's relaxed and comfortable appearance when he pushed back the two monster birds with one strike, she immediately knew that her life might be saved.

At that moment, she breathed a sigh of relief, pressed the storage ring, and took out the last few high-grade water spirit stones to quickly absorb the spirit energy inside.

With the shattering of the branch cage, she also broke free from that inexplicable bondage at the same time.

"Cuck!"

It was impossible for the two Black Fire Crows to give up easily, they separated into formation tacitly, and each went down to kill.

On the way, the two crows curled their heads and tails, and wisps of dancing lava-colored flames rose from the surface. The temperature was so high that the air near the burning sizzled.

This fire is Youhong Fengyan, the innate demon fire of the Xuanhuoya clan, which is stronger than most of the spiritual fires mastered by human monks.

"Fairy Chu, although the fire technique released by me is powerful, it consumes too much. After a long time, it will be no match for the combination of two third-level fire crows!"

Chen Ping pretended to be surprised, and hurriedly shouted.

Chu Ruoqiao's status in Lanyue Sect was not low, he didn't believe that this woman didn't have a powerful hole card.

"Please fellow daoists help me stop them for three breaths."

Speaking crisply without hesitation, Chu Ruoqiao opened her mouth, and a dark purple square seal shot out.

Then, she made a square seal with her palms together, and began to mutter something in her mouth.

At the same time, the square seal was also inspired by the formula, and it hovered in front of her for a while, rising to several feet at once, standing erect like a screen.

"Cuck!"

While Chu Ruoqiao was casting the spell, two black fire crows rushed in front of him.

Chen Ping frowned, his hands that manipulated the spirit fire suddenly trembled, and the fire net burst open.

Countless flames jumped and ejected, and a big net that was a little tighter than before suddenly appeared.

And facing the position of the two crows, it shrank vigorously.

As a result, the fire crow bumped into the fire net without any accident.

The sound of "Zi La" was loud.

The next moment, two flames, one bright and one dark, collided together, and the two kinds of energy with similar attributes burst out immediately.

After a flash in the sky, with a straight line as the center, it was completely transformed into the domain of the two flames, and they were in a stalemate in the sky for a while.

"Fairy Chu, the three breaths have passed, have you finished casting the spell yet?"

Chen Ping said anxiously while controlling the spirit fire with difficulty.

At this time, his face was pale and haggard, and he looked like he had spent too much mana.

Chu Ruoqiao didn't have time to pay attention to it, she kept blurting out a series of jerky formulas, and suddenly, she stretched out a finger to touch the void.

"Buzz!"

I saw the crystal light of the giant seal flowing down, and a group of intense brilliance exploded in the center, followed by a white dagger as thin as a cicada's wing, which appeared like a reflection on the water.

"This sword-shaped pattern seems to be Chu Qingling's natal magic weapon, the Kunwu Sword."

Witnessing this scene, Chen Ping was thinking about the magical powers of this treasure, when the white dagger on the square seal suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and it came out of it as if it had come alive.

"Chu Qingling was able to seal the sword intent into a certain carrier and give it to others as a life-saving card!"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, feeling a burst of surprise in his heart.

With his knowledge, he can certainly see that this sword is not a real magic weapon, but a sword intent condensed to the extreme.

But the sword intent of the third step of sword repair is not so easy to intercept and seal, unless it is made into a sword repair stone and preserved.

However, the sword repair stone can only be used in the realm of perception, and cannot attack and defend.

It seems that this may be the unique inheritance of Lanyue Sect.

"Zizi!"

The white sword flew out in a circle, danced lightly, and a puff of white light shot out, and then changed in the wind, turning into slender sword threads and flying all over the sky.

The space of tens of miles around is densely filled with this white sword light, and each root carries a huge aura, which is amazing.

The two black fire crows were startled suddenly, and the red phoenix flames all over their bodies immediately turned into a tall and large light curtain, protecting it tightly.

At the same time, the two crows flapped their wings, and a mass of crimson flames instantly spread over ten feet in front of them.

There was a crisp sound of "Zi La", and a wall of flames about ten feet high appeared standing upright.

The white sword light pierced the wall of fire one by one, and a honeycomb-like hole appeared on it, and it was riddled with holes in one shot, and it was about to be destroyed.

"Chu Qing Lingxiu is the sword of vitality."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, and understood in his heart.

Different from the sharpness and unparalleledness of the sword of grandeur, the sword of vitality pays attention to a vigorous and majestic sword style that is endless.

In the cultivation world, the most common sword intent is the mighty sword.

For example, he and Jin Zhaoheng are sword cultivators of this school.

The sword of vitality is relatively rare.

There is no distinction between the two major sword intents, which one is stronger and weaker depends on the strength of the sword repairer.

Of course, the very few special sword intents that are difficult to comprehend are mysterious and powerful, which cannot be compared with the sword of majesty and vitality.

While Chen Ping was watching with relish, suddenly there was a fragrant wind on his side, and a soft delicate body trembled slightly and stuck to his side.

He turned his face away slowly, and an unusually pale and pretty face came into his eyes.

It was Chu Ruoqiao who flew over on his own initiative and made him smell fragrant all at once.

"Fellow Daoist, take me away quickly, this sword energy can't kill the two monsters!"

Chu Ruoqiao's voice was extremely weak.

She made Yin Wuji feel bad first, and then cast a spell to release the sword energy, and her mana was basically gone.

"Fairy Chu, I offended you."

Chen Ping frowned slightly, stretched out his arms to wrap around the woman's slender waist, and drove away without looking back.

The scenery on both sides quickly reversed.

Chu Ruoqiao looked backward from time to time, for fear that Xuan Huo Ya would catch up.

Occasionally, when she met Chen Ping's eyes, she turned away as if nothing had happened.

In the twilight, the bodies of the two were tightly pressed together, almost half of Chu Ruoqiao's body fell into Chen Ping's arms.

As long as Chen Ping lowered his eyes, he could see the whole scenery of mountains and rivers along this girl's snow-white jade neck.

Chu Ruoqiao seemed to have noticed that restless look, but she had no other reaction except a little humiliation and sullenness.

High-level monks have always been relatively indifferent to the defense between men and women.

To put it bluntly, with a sweep of consciousness, what kind of delicate body, what kind of strong physique has never been seen before?

Between male and female cultivators with high cultivation bases, they care more about the synchronization of souls.

……

After half a stick of incense time, Chen Ping landed on a small barren mountain.

"It should be safe here."

Chen Ping looked around and said in a relaxed manner.

In fact, he has been paying attention to the movements of Xuan Huo Crow.

The Sword of Vitality lived up to its name, and it severely wounded the two crows. In the end, they searched the surrounding area, but after finding nothing, they flew back unwillingly.

What makes Chen Ping feel strange is that the spiritual intelligence of the third-order monsters can't be considered low, but even if they are seriously injured, why do they chase them regardless of their safety?

Could it be that this group of monks from Lanyuezong robbed the treasure belonging to the Xuanhuoya clan?

"Thank you fellow daoist for saving your life."

Chu Ruoqiao broke free from the tight arms and bowed.

Her words were full of sincerity.

If it wasn't for the male cultivator in front of her to intervene in the battle, she wouldn't be able to sacrifice the life-saving gift bestowed by her elder brother.

Now there is a high probability that he has died in the belly of the bird.

"Humans and monsters are incompatible, not to mention a fairy who gave birth to a closed moon and a shameful flower, I can't bear it."

Chen Ping turned his eyes around Chu Ruoqiao, and joked with a slight smile.

"Does Fellow Daoist have any high-grade water spirit stones on him?"

Ignoring Chen Ping's teasing, Chu Ruoqiao bit her lip and said, "Little girl is willing to exchange with a high ratio."

"Lu has only five yuan left on him."

Searching around in the storage ring, Chen Ping threw a few shiny things over.

Chu Ruoqiao immediately sat down cross-legged, and after a short while, the five high-grade water spirit stones disintegrated and cracked.

And her mana also recovered a little.

Then, Chu Ruoqiao handed over a storage ring.

Chen Ping took a casual look, and there were 100 million low-grade spirit stones inside.

"Fairy Chu is too polite, it's not in vain for Lu to take this risk."

Chen Ping laughed, there was no fake polite rejection.

"Which sea area is Fellow Daoist Lu a monk?"

Chu Ruoqiao stared at him for a few times and said curiously.

Being able to draw with the two Black Fire Crows at the peak of the third rank shows that this person has the strength of a half-step golden core.

This kind of monk is not an unknown person in the whole cultivation world, but she doesn't know him.

"I'm a casual cultivator from the sea area of ​​the Sword Dingzong. I used to retreat in the cave. Recently I heard that the meeting of the two cities will start. I just left the customs. Fairy Chu has never seen me before. This is very normal."

Chen Ping responded casually.

"I see."

Chu Ruoqiao still had some doubts in her heart, but she didn't want to press any further.

"Fairy Chu, why did you provoke Xuanhuoya?"

Putting the storage ring back into his arms, Chen Ping asked tentatively.

"It's just bad luck."

Chu Ruoqiao's face darkened, and she sighed softly.

Then, she briefly described what happened to her group.

He never mentioned Yin Wuji's bad behavior, and he didn't know whether he felt that his family's ugliness should not be publicized, or he had other scruples.

……

After a quarter of an hour, Chen Ping lowered his head and fell into deep thought as he watched the light blue light fade away.

Chu Ruoqiao is the younger sister of Chu Qingling, the second most important figure in the Chu clan.

She returned to the sect alive this time, and Yin Wuji could not escape the conviction and punishment.

No matter whether Yin Xianyi chooses to keep her nephew or not, her relationship with Chu Qingling's lineage cannot be repaired easily.

(End of this chapter)