Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 495 Goodbye Old Friend, Unlimited Murderous Opportunities

In the sky above the Fuyou Dojo, a colorful auspicious cloud slowly rotated.

This is one of the external phenomena of the fourth-level formation.

This array has a very strong anti-air effect.

Therefore, it is impossible to fly in the dojo.

But on this day, a beam of cyan escaping light rushed towards the dojo without any intention of stopping, directly approaching the dojo from a high altitude.

"Whoa!"

With a flash of silver light on Chen Ping's fingers, he tore off the faint shield and rushed in in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the monk who was walking on the street raised his head when he heard the sound, and his jaw was immediately stunned.

"Golden core real person!"

Everyone understood instantly, and bowed in awe.

However, the speed of the escaping light was really too fast, but it was not clear which senior it was.

……

Against the binding force of the formation, Chen Ping's figure shuttled between the Qiongyu pavilions.

The suppression power of the fourth-level formation that is not fully activated is not strong.

He can easily ignore it.

Yin Xianyi once said that Jindan monks don't have to abide by the rules of the dojo.

He has always kept it in his heart, looking forward to the arrival of this day.

Now that his dream has come true, Chen Ping is in an extremely comfortable mood.

Flying to Fangshi, he spread his consciousness without saying a word, and built a luxurious courtyard.

There is the residence of the Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce.

Although he knew that the remnants would not foolishly wait for him to settle the matter, but he still had to find out the truth.

Sure enough, the next moment, Chen Ping's face darkened slightly.

There was no one in the huge courtyard.

All the decorations, even the spiritual grass beside the path, disappeared.

Deng Xuanyi disappeared again!
After Chen Ping frowned slightly, he temporarily put this person aside.

Now that his realm has broken through the Golden Core, Deng Xuanyi can't threaten him at all.

As for saying that this person could also become a Golden Core cultivator in the future, Chen Ping could only smile mockingly.

What about Dipin Linggen?

Earth spirit root monks sitting in the Yuandan realm can be found everywhere.

With a thoughtful turn, Chen Ping turned around and slowly landed in front of Lanyue Pavilion.

Thousand-eyed Guchan claimed to have ordered Shen Wanwan to return to the sect under Gu Sixian's order.

I don't know if she left or not.

"Still."

After sweeping away his consciousness, Chen Ping showed a smile.

Then, with a flick of his feet, he appeared in a simple hall without disturbing any maids and guards.

In the center, a pile of dazzling treasures are suspended.

There are Zhuji Dan, Zhenxia secret spring, and various Taoist utensils.

Even Chen Ping couldn't help being moved.

In front of the steps, two Yuandan monks, a man and a woman, were talking frequently.

The female cultivator's skin was crystal clear and white, and her appearance was charming. She was his Taoist partner, Shen Wanwan.

Not seen for several years, her realm has been upgraded to Yuan Dan Dzogchen.

It seems that the Erdaowen Crimson Cloud True Pill bought at the meeting of two cities has greatly helped her.

At this time, the person talking to Shen Wanwan was a middle-aged male cultivator in a high crown and long clothes.

Chen Ping knew his origin clearly.

Chang Xiyuan, the deputy peak master of Lanyue Zong Chuanfa Peak, is in the late Yuandan stage.

The backstage of Broken Star Sect in its early years was the principal and deputy peak masters of Chuanfa Peak.

However, Chen Ping had a deep impression of Chang Xiyuan because of another matter.

This person was originally one of Gong Lingshan's suitors.

If it wasn't for his sudden intervention, Gong Lingshan might have married Lanyue far away.

……

The two hadn't sensed Chen Ping's breath yet, and they were still communicating as usual.

Listening to the content, it seems that he is transferring the position of the pavilion master and counting the treasures face to face.

Needless to say, Chang Xiyuan will be the next person at the helm of Lanyue Pavilion in Fuyou City.

"Cough cough."

After Chen Ping dispersed the consciousness covering the surrounding area, the two finally found him.

The eyes of the two men shot at each other, and their bodies trembled. A trace of complexity flashed in Shen Wanwan's beautiful eyes, and she whispered two simple words:

"Hiraro."

"Really Chen!"

Chang Xiyuan, on the other hand, bowed respectfully.

He felt that he had never provoked Chen Ping, so he was not very scared.

"Chang Xiaoyou, you go out first."

After Chen Ping smiled at him, he waved his hand impolitely.

Although Chang Xiyuan is more than 200 years older than him, his strength in the cultivation world is the most respected.

Especially in the case of a big gap.

Regardless of calling him "Xiaoyou", even calling him "Xiyuan" or even more excessively "Yuan'er", he has to greet him with a smile on his face.

"Yes, real person."

Now that the senior had spoken, Chang Xiyuan of course didn't dare to continue to get in the way, and retreated happily.

Anyway, Zongmen gave him a month to hand over Lanyue Pavilion, so don't be too impatient.

She leaned sideways and poured a cup of tea, Shen Wanwan handed it with both hands, and said quietly: "During the years when Pinglang disappeared, Wanwan has been worried, and when I hear about you again, you have already obtained the gold certificate in Kongming Island. Dan."

Seeing that the beautiful woman frowned and said in a resentful tone, Chen Ping put down his teacup decisively, put his arms around her slender waist lightly, and comforted her with a light smile: "For senior monks like me, a mere few years are nothing."

"Besides, I didn't appear in front of you out of nowhere."

Next, he briefly described his experience after leaving the Guzhou Plain.

Some details that might reveal the success of the exercises, including the secret of beheading Tantaiyan, were naturally skipped selectively.

Even so, Shen Wanwan was still terrified when she heard it, and her eyes were faintly worried.

……

After Liao Jie lovesickness, the two fell into a brief silence.

It seems that an invisible barrier has appeared, locking up the relationship that should have been extremely intimate.

"Don't go back to the sect, the Thousand-Eyed Ancient Toad has just been defeated by me, it doesn't dare to take you away by force."

Chen Ping stroked her lower abdomen and said softly.

"Hiroro, did you fight with Uncle Guchan again?"

Hearing this, Shen Wanwan pursed her cherry lips bitterly, feeling uncomfortable in her heart.

After a while, she shook her head and said with a faint smile: "According to the rules of this sect, if you don't obey the orders of the ancestors, you will be expelled from the sect."

"whatever."

Chen Ping said expressionlessly, and let go of that fragrant delicate body with both arms.

Shen Wanwan was stating her position.

The kindness of the sect's nurturing, or the idea of ​​safeguarding the interests of the sect is deeply rooted, far surpassing the relationship between the two of them.

Chen Ping felt that he didn't have that much talent, so Shen Wanwan devoted himself to the Chen family.

It was an unprecedented decision for him to ask to stay.

Deep in his heart, this woman had at least a not-so-deep imprint.

Otherwise, it would not appear in the Xinmo Pass where the golden elixir catastrophe occurred.

Sensing the change in his attitude, Shen Wanwan's eyes darkened and she said, "Pinglang, Wanwan has something to ask personally."

In response, Chen Ping signaled her to continue.

"The Chen family or you, what are your plans?"

Shen Wanwan said with a twinkle in her eyes.

"The last one is still the last one."

Chen Ping's answer was impeccable.

However, Shen Wanwan was icy and clever, and she couldn't hear the perfunctory meaning in his words, and said with a last trace of expectation: "The Purple Rhinoceros Sword is the top five psychic tools in the sect, if Hirao... ..."

"Let Daoyou Gu or Daoyou Yin come to me to get it back in person."

With a heavy stomp on the teacup, Chen Ping interrupted the second half of her sentence and said coldly.

What a joke.

How could the top-grade psychic artifact be easily returned to Lanyuezong.

At this time, the look in Shen Wanwan's eyes completely dissipated, and she looked at Chen Pingyou and sighed: "Gu Patriarch holds three spirit treasures in each hand, and Uncle Yin, Uncle Chu and others are always in awe of him."

"Old Ancestor Gu is indeed busy suppressing the abyss at the moment and has no time to spare, but after dealing with it, with his strong personality, he will definitely restore the stability of the sea area."

"In short, every step you take, Hirao, you need to wait and see carefully."

Hearing this, Chen Ping frowned, and asked, "Where's your fellow Daoist Yin, has she returned to the Tianshou Mountain Range from Wangqin Island?"

"Wanwan doesn't know about this."

Shen Wanwan shook her head without hesitation.

With a look of contemplation in his eyes, Chen Ping stood up for a moment, stepped out of the hall, thought for a while and said via voice transmission: "Wanwan, after you return to the sect, you will accumulate more foundation, and I will ask someone to send a drop of star essence as soon as possible." dew."

"Have you decided on your Dao name?"

Shen Wanwan's throat choked, and she had a premonition out of nowhere that goodbye would be far away.

"Haichang."

The cyan figure paused for a moment, then disappeared around the corner.

……

After striding away from Lanyue Pavilion, Chen Ping had a trace of depression on his face.

The separation from Shen Wanwan is not unacceptable in itself.

To his displeasure, this was out of his control.

Facing Gu Sixian, he was always passive.

After waiting for Lanyuezong to make a move, he can see the tricks and adapt to the situation.

Before the punch was hammered, he could only guard against it cautiously.

Across the archipelago's cultivation world, there is still a long way to go.

……

At the end of the street is Haichangfang.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the pavilion was deserted. Several maids from the Palace of Beauty leaned against the window, posing boredly.

Obviously, in recent years, the business of Haichangfang has not improved much.

"It's outrageous, you guys start from the hall, use the dust removal technique, and clean up the pavilion!"

At this time, a monk with a goatee and a python robe appeared silently on the stairs. After seeing the laziness of the maids, he scolded dissatisfiedly.

The maid seemed to be very afraid of this person, she immediately suppressed her smile and tidied up obediently.

"Senior Brother Chen invited you here, not for the blessing!"

Yang Ziyu taught me a lesson endlessly.

As soon as the maid heard him mention Chen Zhenren, who is now well-known in the city, she immediately pinched the formula and worked harder.

"It's almost there."

Yang Ziyu snorted and poured a pot of tea leisurely.

His experience in recent months has been quite dramatic.

That day, he was retreating on the main peak of the Zongmen in Landu Ridge.

The gatekeeper hurriedly asked for an interview, and reported a shocking news.

Chen Ping, the honorary elder of the sect, unexpectedly broke through the bottleneck and became a Golden Core cultivator.

This made Yang Ziyu speechless for a long time.

Luo Huazong is already a Jindan power?
After reacting, he couldn't help being ecstatic in his heart.

He was thinking about how to be courteous, when he had an idea, he thought of the Haichang Fang opened by his brother in the dojo.

So, with the cheek to take the initiative to come to the door to recommend himself, he was subservient to Weng Mu and became a second shopkeeper.

Yang Ziyu sipped his tea, and lay down comfortably on the grand master's chair.

Since he spread the relationship between Zongmen and Chen Zhenren, the various forces around Landu Ridge have almost broken through the threshold of the reception hall.

There are even monks who are in the middle and late stages of Yuan Dan, and whose supernatural powers are far stronger than him, come to visit.

Luo Huazong and Yang Ziyu can be said to be high-spirited and earn a lot of face.

"I just don't know when the senior brother will come back."

After drinking the hot tea, Yang Ziyu looked outside the pavilion.

Suddenly, a red light flashed in front of his eyes, and a surge of spiritual power wrapped him and the grand master's chair in a circle, spinning upwards.

After a moment of shock, he was already sitting in the lobby on the top floor.

A monk in green clothes was looking at him with a half-smile.

Yang Ziyu was slightly taken aback, isn't this the one he's been thinking about day and night!
The next moment, he came to his senses, quickly jumped up from the grand teacher's chair, and saluted respectfully: "Junior see Old Ancestor Chen."

Don't look at him who usually claims to be Chen Ping's junior.

But at the critical moment, he didn't have the courage to shout out.

"Junior brother is out."

Chen Ping waved his hand and said lightly.

Yang Ziyu didn't want to be a well-behaved suzerain, and came to Haichangfang to do odd jobs. He instantly saw through his little thoughts, but he had no intention of pointing them out.

It is human nature to follow the trend.

"Congratulations to brother Jindan, Yuanying is in sight."

Hearing Chen Ping's kind address, Yang Ziyu couldn't help but hit the iron while the iron was hot and said, "Didn't the younger brother still owe the elder brother 320 million spirit stones? To congratulate the elder brother for breaking into the golden core, the younger brother would like to owe another 100 million yuan, which will be repaid in 300 years." clear."

Going to the Heavenly Beast Island to seek resources, he was unlucky enough to owe a huge debt, and he was always troubled.

But now, he can't wait to get up every year to repay the spirit stone.

"Junior brother's intentions are in place."

The brazenness of this person made Chen Ping laugh dumbfounded.

At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind.

There are many Jindan forces in the Shuangcheng sea area, and the monks here have far less awe of Lan Yuezong than those in the inner sea.

Otherwise, Weng Fuhong, Yang Ziyu and other acquaintances would not rush over eagerly to cling to the relationship.

On the other hand, the forces around Kongming Island kept their distance from the Chen family like a god of plague.

"Junior brother is overqualified to be the shopkeeper in the pavilion."

Chen Ping knocked on the table and ordered: "I'll assign you two tasks."

"Brother, please give instructions."

Yang Ziyu expressed his loyalty in a hurry.

"One, pass my Haichangdao number to the whole city, and even the waters of Shuangcheng."

After a pause, Chen Ping continued: "Second, if you get in touch with the Beast Sect, tell me that I am willing to protect them."

"Yes, the younger brother will mobilize the whole sect to spread the good name of the elder brother to every corner of Fuyou City. As for the beast control sect, the younger brother will contact them personally."

Patting his chest, Yang Ziyu said with confidence.

Then, without delay, he turned and retreated.

"Only by being interesting can you live long."

Chen Ping muttered, with a cold light in his eyes.

As one of the top ten forces of the old Floating Nether City, the Royal Beast Sect has a very high reputation, second only to the Jindan Sect.

But Mu Yuan, the golden elixir seed of this sect, has already failed in crossing the catastrophe and died, and Mi Siyuan, the fake elixir with the strongest supernatural powers, has very few life spans.

How can the few Yuandan monks with ordinary methods manage to keep such a large fortune.

If he annexed the Beast Sect as he wished, the family would at least increase its accumulation for a hundred years.

……

"Master!"

"Really Chen!"

The four Foundation Establishment cultivators kowtowed to the Prime Minister in unison.

Except for Weng Mu, Chen Ping's registered disciple, the other three are all deacons hired by Luo Huazong.

Even Yang Ziyu, the Yuan Dan Daxiu, was very cautious in front of Chen Ping, not to mention the few juniors who established the foundation.

Weng Mu did better, Qi Wei, Wang Yi, and Wang Shen were both excited and frightened.

After some inquiries, Chen Ping learned about the operating conditions of Haichangfang.

It is indeed unsatisfactory.

After deducting the head tax and the wages of the public cultivators, there is only an annual income of [-] to [-] spirit stones.

Not including the time wasted by Weng Mu making puppets.

"I'll think of a way after I return from Heavenly Beast Island as my teacher."

Chen Ping nodded indifferently, and threw a storage ring to Weng Mu.

"It's full of monster materials. Get ready and start trying to refine third-order puppets."

"Thank you, Master, for your cultivation."

Weng Mu said with a smile on his face as if he had found a treasure.

Compared with the boring retreat practice, making puppets is his hobby.

"The three deacons work hard, and their wages go up..."

Everyone was listening to the instructions with their ears pricked up. Chen Ping raised his eyebrows in the middle of his sentence, and then his figure gradually became blurred.

After half a breath, it completely disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

……

Outside the Confidante Palace in broad daylight, there is still a lot of traffic.

The ape carts at the door stood motionless, as if they had been restrained.

Even the lively apes stayed in place.

"crack squeak"

Under an ape car, there were bursts of strange sounds.

"call"

A gust of wind blew up, and a Taoist in green shirt fell slowly, his body tilted to touch the ground immediately.

Then, he kept close to the ground like this, and floated obliquely all the way to the bottom of the beast car, just in line with a pair of clear eyes in the shadow.

This is a young man in his 20s. He is obviously talented, but he is really not particular about it.

His hair was messy, as if it hadn't been washed for months, and there were a few ice-blue cicada pupae strung on the index and middle fingers of his right hand.

"crack squeak"

The mouth was full of pulp, and the greasy oil flowed down the fingertips and wet the arms, this person didn't even notice it, and sucked each one until it was clean.

"We've been away for dozens of years. Goodbye is already in the early stage of Jindan, so don't come back safe and sound, fellow Feng Daoist."

Across the wheel, Chen Ping smiled and cupped his hands.

"Haha, old brother Chen made a pun, it's so wonderful!"

Hearing this, the young man said with a chuckle: "Feng feels ashamed, I am a heavenly spirit root, and my progress is actually a few percent slower than Brother Chen."

"Chen has a little luck."

Chen Ping said casually.

The true disciple of the Wuxiangzhen Sect, Feng Tianyu!
After leaving the sea area of ​​the Smelting Fire Alliance, this person also broke through to the early stage of Jindan.

As for the so-called slow progress in his mouth, it actually means that when the two met for the first time, Chen Ping was only at the early stage of Yuan Dan, while Feng Tianyu at that meeting was already at the middle stage.

"Feng Mou can understand, after all, it is a top-level power rebuilding that has survived the Boundless Heart Thunder Tribulation."

However, Feng Tianyu's next sentence brought the Hexi atmosphere when the old friends met to the bottom.

　Thanks to Fu Yuyi for the reward of 1500 coins!
　
(End of this chapter)