Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 541 Meeting at the Peak (6.8K is 3000 monthly tickets plus more!)
In the human world, most of the exercises and secret arts are divided into four grades: Chi, Huang, Xuan, and Tian.

Each grade is subdivided into lower grade, middle grade and upper grade.

Of course, this category cannot cover all exercises.

Just like Chen Ping's current swordsmanship, Zhou Tian Wan Jue Sword Formation.

Since the day this method was created, there is no fixed grade.

And the top few of the Tianpin high-level exercises will be dubbed "treasures".

For example, the Tai Yiyan divine method, and the immortal thunder method of breaking the formation.

"Secret Records of Chao Yuan."

A practice method with hundreds of thousands of words kept flickering in Chen Ping's sea of ​​knowledge, and it touched his heartstrings.

There is no doubt about the attraction of any Tianpin cultivation method to Jindan cultivators.

What's more, it's an ascetic like him who has no Nascent Soul background.

And the reason for his hesitation is also the method itself.

That day, he left the Heavenly Beast Island straight after leaving the Elephant Bone Secret Realm.

Hiding in a remote seabed, he used 30 yuan of fourth-order ore to exchange the corpse of the fifth-order ancient beast clan in the golden bead.

After the mask and treasure disappeared, a jade slip appeared on the spot.

Among them, what is recorded is the secret record of Chaoyuan, the major practice of this human race.

It's not that Chen Ping doesn't look down on the low-level exercises of the heavenly rank.

In fact, even in the Wuxiangzhen sect, most of the true teachings practice this quality of practice.

Pointing directly at the characteristics of the peak of the god, it is enough to make it sought after.

But it may take ten years to readjust the meridians in the body and restore to the state of the middle stage of the Golden Core.

In addition, Chaoyuan Secret Records are recorded on ordinary jade slips.

Without the empowerment of the golden-patterned Dharma leaf, it would take at least ten years to comprehend it first.

The current situation in the archipelago is chaotic and alien races are rampant. It is obviously inappropriate for him to choose to practice kung fu at this time.

If he is found by a high-level foreign race, he will have no power to fight back when his realm has fallen.

The most critical point, Chaoyuan Secret Record is a practice of the Five Elements attribute.

Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are all balanced.

Chen Ping carefully studied several supernatural powers recorded in the secret record, but none of them can be called top-notch.

After the re-cultivation, compared with the three major spiritual fires he cultivated, there will be [-] to [-]% more mana increase.

Not worth it!
Shaking his head, Chen Ping dismissed the formulas secretly recorded by Chaoyuan, and kept the matter in his heart.

What he is looking forward to now is the reunification of the first four fires of Yuanying.

In this way, the power of the Nine Transformations Flame Art is infinitely close to that of the low-level exercises of the Heavenly Grade.

……

Back in the temporary cave, Chen Ping lowered his eyes and thought about his next plan.

He wanted to collect the bones of the elephant king, and then immediately went to explore the treasure of fortune.

But helplessly, a fourth-order Sea Swallowing Thunder Python died in his hands.

Heavenly Beast Island is probably on guard everywhere.

If it weren't for the fifth-order golden light tortoise, Chen Ping would have nothing to fear.

But now it can only be postponed for a few years to avoid the limelight.

Thinking of the elephant king bone in his hand, he was in trouble for a while.

After his tests, the cultivation bases of these four skeletons before their death were two heads in the middle stage of the fourth stage, one head in the late stage of the fourth stage, and one head in the peak stage of the fourth stage.

Each figurative king bone is an auxiliary material for making a low-grade Lingbao.

The problem is that with his meager refining skills, it is impossible to smelt a spirit treasure no matter what.

It is said that each of the Sword Dingzong, Youhuomen, and Lanyuezong has a master of crafting.

I have refined low-grade spirit treasures in furnaces several times, but the success rate is very worrying.

Chen Ping thought for a long time, and gave up seeking help from the Inner Sea Four Sects.

Gu Sixian, Li Yiru, who wants him to control a spirit treasure?
The probability of refining with all one's heart and soul is slim. If the master craftsmen are instructed to stumble, all the elephant bone materials will be wasted.

Besides, the inheritance of hundreds of arts in the archipelago is ordinary, and failure is normal.

He'll be completely spotless then.

"In Yanning City, there seems to be a master craftsman who is in the realm of fake alchemy."

Touching his chin, Chen Ping's pupils shot brightly.

He had carefully collected information on high-ranking monks in the Shuangcheng sea area.

The cultivation level of Yanning City is slightly higher than that of Fuyou City.

And Jia Wenmao is the only master craftsman in the Shuangcheng area.

This person opened the largest refining workshop in Yanning City.

Due to his own fake alchemy state, his status is not even lower than that of local golden alchemy such as Wei Xueling.

The master craftsmen of the Inner Sea Four Sects were not easy to bully, so Chen Ping had no choice but to trouble Jia Wenmao.

……

Bright basement hall.

Chen Ping's sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he squatted profusely in front of a black "hill" with a sad expression.

Taking a closer look, this black hill is actually a pile of dead flesh.

Its appearance is as solid as black crystal, and its whole body is like a squashed rhinoceros.

The body is more than sixty feet long, and the weight is terrifying.

It is roughly equivalent to [-]% of the eclipse bud.

Different from ordinary monsters, this corpse was covered with tentacles of various sizes.

When people look at it, they can't help but feel cold.

The origin of this strange and ugly thing is not simple.

It was the ancient beast clan at the beginning of the fifth level that was sealed in Jin Zhuli.

The ancient beast race is famous in the cultivation world for its low spiritual intelligence, rough skin and thick flesh.

Just now, Chen Ping struck with all his strength with the Purple Rhinoceros Sword, and only split a white mark on its body.

Not even a trace of blood flowed!
It can be seen that the body of this corpse is strong.

This is still an ancient beast that has fallen.

If he was still alive and supplied with a steady stream of essence and blood, even if he stood there and allowed him to strike a hundred and eighty times, his defense would not be broken.

Chen Ping didn't know much about the ancient beast race.

I only know that this race is far from being as intricate as the blood of the monster race.

All ancient beasts seem to have three common ancestors.

As for how to judge whether his talent is good or bad, he still doesn't know yet.

Obsessively groping all over Roshan, Chen Ping's throat twitched.

With another light jump, he had already stepped on it.

Spreading his arms, a strong sense of satisfaction and vanity floated in his heart.

This is a Nascent Soul-level creature!
In his previous life, he had only met his ancestors from a distance a few times.

The other party didn't take him seriously at all.

Now, he stepped on a fifth-level corpse and jumped up and down.

This kind of taste is really wonderful.

At this moment, he thought of the first Golden Elixir that fell into his hands back then, Wan Sha Daoist.

However, the ancient beast clan was not slaughtered by him, but a ready-made corpse provided by Jin Zhu.

With a tremor, Chen Ping suddenly felt bored, and jumped down resentfully.

One day, after he personally kills a fifth-order creature with his sword, it will not be too late to feel Hexi's feelings for another 30 years.

Then, he started having trouble again.

How to deal with this fifth-order ancient orc?
Swallow it raw or roast it to increase the realm of the physical body?
Chen Ping couldn't help laughing.

One thing he has never heard of is that the flesh and blood of the ancient beast race can advance the physical cultivation realm of the human race.

Second, even if it works, he still can't digest it.

Refined into a puppet?
But the puppets he created over the years are basically monster races.

The research on the flesh body of the ancient orcs is close to none.

Sure enough, after some attempts, Chen Ping gave up completely.

The forms of hundreds of ethnic groups in the world are very different.

The outer body of this ancient beast race looks like a special monster race.

But from the structure of the meridians to the energy contained in the blood and bones, they are far from those of the monster race.

If you forcibly make puppets, the first five corpses will most likely fall into the Great Realm, or even be scrapped directly.

He didn't want precious materials to be destroyed meaninglessly.

It seems that only by taking out the treasure-level puppet-repairing secret art can we be confident.

……

Withdrawing the ancient beast, the storage ring lit up again.

The extremely complete corpse of the sea-swallowing thunder python suddenly appeared.

It's just a dry corpse.

The boa demon's belongings may have been stored in its lair, but not carried with it.

"A monster corpse with thunder attributes should be able to create a puppet with good strength."

Chen Ping has already mastered the creation of monster puppets.

……

A month and a half flew by.

A huge boa demon wraps itself around the stone pillar vividly, puffing and puffing between the snake's core, its eyes are still rolling.

This puppet is a fourth-tier high-grade, and has not fallen into the realm.

The energy that supports it is naturally his own demon pill.

As for the remnant soul of Lei Python in the scripture-sealed bottle, he couldn't search for it, seeing that he couldn't keep it, he simply gave Da Hui cheap.

The helpless operation almost filled Chen Ping's chest with desire for the Zixu Immortal Puppet Code.

If he mastered this method, he could use the soul of the python demon as a material to point the soul of the puppet.

a few days later.

After his mana and spirit recovered to their peak, Chen Ping destroyed the cave with one palm, then stepped on a cloud of fire and shot towards the high altitude in the northeast direction.

……

Speaking of giant cities, there is no city in the Yuanyan Islands that can compare to the two cities of Fuyou and Yanning.

These two cities that go deep into the waters of Tianshou Island are truly the largest cities.

Since it is a man-made giant city, there is no slight difference in the structure of the two cities in terms of appearance alone.

It is also an island is a city.

A hundred miles away, a strong sense of oppression rushed towards him, which made people feel awe.

At noon, a ray of light tore through the clouds and landed lightly.

A big yellow-faced man in the early Yuan Dan period slowly stepped on the sea surface and stopped his figure.

"After experiencing several clan wars in a row, my human race was also seriously injured."

After looking around for a while, the big man sighed slightly.

He was Chen Ping who had come day and night from Tianshou Island.

Hide your real identity, just to not be disturbed.

Smelting the lightning-attribute spirit treasure is the most important thing at the current stage.

Before that, he didn't want to be sent to the front line to wipe out the Yinling clan army by Shu Zhenjun's decree.

As for Chen Ping's emotion, it is well-founded.

Although the spirit ships waiting in line to enter the city are densely packed, it is bustling.

But the proportion of Yuandan monks has dropped a lot.

Obviously, the high-level vitality of the human race has not recovered from the battle on Tianshou Island.

"disease!"

Staring at it for a moment, Chen Ping flicked his fingers, and shot out a messenger talisman that had been prepared.

This talisman turned into a flame after flying for several miles, and disappeared within the restriction of Yanning City.

At the same time, his old god stood up and waited with his hands tied.

This messenger talisman is a third-level talisman.

It can travel thousands of miles in a very short period of time, relying on the mana breath stored in the talisman to find the target accurately.

In the secret realm, the old woman Wei Xueling gave him two communication talismans to thank him for his rescue.

He also stated that if Chen Ping came to Yanning City in the future, he must inform her.

When Chen Ping contacted Wei Xueling, it was not because he had any thoughts about this woman beyond his scope.

It's all because at the ferry of Yanning City, in the passage connecting with the city, there is also a fourth-level formation that detects Jindan creatures.

He has never been to Yanning City, if he steps in rashly, it will definitely cause a spectacular vision.

……

After about two sticks of incense time.

Chen Ping slightly raised his head and looked at a certain void.

Immediately afterwards, with a display of consciousness, his lips moved slightly and sent a thought.

After all, he is currently in disguise, even Gu Sixian can't break his appearance.

Then, seeing no movement from that side, a melodious female voice came over first:

"After more than forty years in the secret realm, Chen Daoyou finally showed up. This time, I must let my concubine treat you well."

As soon as the words fell, a figure flickered and then slowly descended from the sky.

It was a young woman with a slender figure and a layer of black veil covering her whole body.

Through the black gauze, one can vaguely see that this woman is wearing a long purple dress, her beautiful eyes are bright, and her facial features are truly moving.

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Wei for not breaking or standing, and your cultivation level will rise again."

Chen Ping arched his hands with a smile, and said with no expression on his face.

Wei Xueling was seriously injured by the Hai Clan in the secret realm, but unexpectedly, after he came out, his cultivation had broken through a small level, and he was already in the middle stage of Golden Core with him.

However, after seeing this woman's beautiful appearance, Chen Ping's face darkened.

Why hasn't she recovered her image as an old woman?

Recalling the conversation in the cave that year, his scalp tingled for a while.

Not so much, right?

He clearly refused very simply.

"Heck, my concubine is nearly eight hundred years old, how can I compare with Chen Daoyou, an upstart who is expected to become a great monk?"

The black veil fell off with the wind, and Wei Xueling walked over through the air, his eyes were shining like stars, making one's mind intoxicated.

Chen Ping didn't look sideways, and said calmly: "Your Daoist Wei is overwhelmed, and the Great Golden Core cultivator thinks that it is still like picking something out of a bag."

These immodest words were, of course, intentional.

It was a subtle reminder to Wei Xueling that there is no need to have delusions of toads eating swan meat.

He is fully aware of how attractive he is to ordinary golden elixirs of the opposite sex when he has broken through to the middle stage of golden elixir at this age.

"Hey, this concubine probably won't be able to see Daoist Brother Zhengda that day."

After hearing this, a gloomy look flashed across Wei Xueling's eyes, and then disappeared very quickly.

With her intelligence, how could she not understand what Chen Ping said.

Having been rejected by him twice in a row in the secret realm and in front of Yanning City, Wei Xueling completely extinguished the wishful thinking in his heart.

It's also good to keep existing friendships.

On the contrary, the stalking hurt the little love between the two.

"Chen is coming to Yanning City this time, and he may want to trouble Fellow Daoist Wei."

Seeing that she restrained her obsequiousness, Chen Ping couldn't help feeling relieved, and said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, please tell me that within the scope of my ability, I will fully cooperate."

Pursing his lips and smiling, Wei Xueling said without hesitation.

Not to mention the life-saving grace, the real Haichang in front of him is not an ordinary middle-stage golden core.

After Gu Sixian, Du Qinyi and others returned, they had already leaked Chen Ping's background.

In the early stage of Jindan, he can use his supernatural powers to deal with the Dzogchen Sea Clan a few tricks.

This is something that the archipelago Jindan with lower vision cannot imagine.

In the latest Golden Elixir ranking released by Lanyue Pavilion, Chen Ping is ranked No.7, which shows that he beats the four sects of the same rank in Inner Sea.

At the moment, even some well-informed Foundation Establishment Xiaoxiu in the sea area knew the strength of Daoist Haichang.

Wei Xueling wants to take the opportunity to draw closer the relationship between the two parties, of course, he wants to get what he wants as much as possible.

"Chen..."

Nodding in satisfaction, Chen Ping sent a concise sound transmission.

At the same time, his heart moved.

Gu Sixian probably didn't spread the results of the sparring at Kongming Island.

Otherwise, Wei Xueling's attitude in reply would not be as simple as just being slightly respectful.

However, it was just what he wanted.

It's not a bad thing to keep a low profile, so as not to be targeted by the corpse clan.

"what?"

After learning about Chen Ping's intentions, Wei Xueling frowned.

She originally thought that Chen Ping entered the city easily to compete for the interests of the two cities.

Since Ao Wuya of Zhenjizong, Kuang Xunzhi of Huayimen fell into the secret realm, and Sanxiu Gu Lupu disappeared without a trace, the situation where the five sects stood side by side in Yanning City in the past has existed in name only.

In recent dozens of years, Sanjue Palace, Jiandingzong, and her Baiqiaomen have annexed several other schools unceremoniously, and the benefits of sharing are countless.

Yanning City is currently dominated by the three.

The names of Zhenjizong and Huayimen have gradually become history.

Wei Xueling is also going to show his sincerity with some benefits.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ping didn't come here for this.

"Why, what's the problem with Fellow Daoist Wei?"

Chen Ping asked calmly.

"Although this concubine is a local golden elixir and has quite a reputation, Jia Wenmao's connections with fellow Daoist Jia should not be underestimated."

After a pause, Wei Xueling said tactfully:
"He has a close relationship with Liang Daoyou. He once built a Lingbao for Jiandingzong. Although it ended in failure, the two parties often have transactions."

"If Chen Daoyou forcibly takes him away from Yanning City, I'm afraid it will cause dissatisfaction among the high-level people."

"All responsibility rests solely with Chen."

Chen Ping said calmly.

Obviously, he didn't take Jia Wenmao's background to heart.

There are only two Golden Elixirs left in the Sword Dingzong, and they are both sitting in the distant sect.

And after the Shui Xuan Long Ying rebelled against the sect, the two masters of the San Jue Hall also had no way to separate themselves.

In the huge city of Yanning, who can stop him!

"The concubine should follow the wishes of fellow daoists."

Now that he decided to approach Ping Yunzong, Wei Xueling gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

……

ferry.

Wei Xueling burned Chen Ping's mana breath into the formation, and the two walked out without a sound.

"Your Daoist Wei's status in Yanning City is no different from Mount Tai Beidou."

Turning his head, Chen Ping said flatteringly.

I remember that when he returned to Fuyou City just after forming the alchemy, the monk who defended the city told him that the new golden alchemy needed to be authenticated by several ancestors before he could enter the city.

But when it was changed to Yanning City, Wei Xueling settled it easily.

"Chen Daoyou's words have ruined my concubine's life."

With a wry smile, Wei Xueling continued: "One is that the realm of the concubine has improved, and the other is that the number of golden pills in the city has decreased by half compared to before."

Listening and listening, Chen Ping couldn't help but suddenly realized.

After Liang Yingzhuo returned to the sect to seek a breakthrough to the Great Cultivator, there were only two Golden Cores left in Yanning City.

One is Yi Yiyun, the newly-promoted golden elixir of the Sanjue Palace.

This person has just been sent to sit in town not long ago.

The other person was Wei Xueling beside him.

Regardless of the background, this woman is already the dignified head cultivator of Yanning City.

This is really ironic.

It can also be seen that the people of the archipelago are in a difficult situation.

Unless several golden pills are produced consecutively within a hundred years, it will be difficult to restore the former strength.

"The few comrades who died together are not the opponent of this seat."

To Wei Xueling's sigh, Chen Ping secretly smiled disapprovingly.

In his view, after he broke through the mid-term, the power of the archipelago people has not declined but increased.

"Fortunately, the Heavenly Beast Island and I have reached an agreement to deal with the Yinlings first, otherwise the beast horde will break out. With only a few fourth-level formations, I and Yi Daoyou may be struggling."

Wei Xueling turned his eyes, and said tentatively: "Has Master Chen considered coming to Yanning City to establish a sect branch? At least concubines are very welcome."

"Let's talk about the trivial matters after we finish, not to mention that with Chen's busy and tiring life, it is not suitable for staying in one place for a long time."

Waving his hand, Chen Ping said ambiguously.

He has been coveting the benefits of the two cities since the Yuandan realm until now.

In the future, after the sect becomes stable, it will inevitably get mixed up.

But at the same time, the responsibility on the shoulders is heavy.

Guarding and grabbing have always been the rules of coexistence here.

……

The two walked towards the distant city gate.

There are monks coming from all directions on foot, which seems to be very popular.

Wei Xueling didn't want to cause any commotion, so when he brought Chen Ping into the city, he also covered up his cultivation and appearance, making him look like a Yuandan cultivator similar to Chen Ping.

On the side of the spacious street, there are rows of stone houses.

Between the neatly arranged stone houses, there are long streets of different widths interspersed, which are as dense as spider webs.

There are really many monks coming and going.

After passing through most of the city, the two came to a curtain of blue light.

Behind the light curtain, there are many quiet and elegant attics, which are exquisite.

"This is the VIP building where my Baiqiaomen entertains distinguished guests. Daoyou Chen can choose one at will."

Pointing to the attic, Wei Xueling explained.

The monks passing by obviously knew what kind of place this was, and they all avoided it with respect when they walked one by one.

With a sweep of his consciousness, Chen Ping understood it at a glance.

Only six or seven Yuan Dan monks lived in this attic.

Being able to occupy such a large area of ​​land in the center of a huge city where every inch of land is expensive, the power of Baiqiaomen cannot be underestimated.

Walking straight into a small three-story attic hundreds of feet away, Chen Ping smiled lightly and said, "That's it."

After talking secretly with Wei Xueling for a while, the latter left calmly.

Sitting on the futon in the private room, Chen Ping was thoughtful.

He didn't intend to stay in Yanning City for a long time.

Asking Jia Wenmao to refine the weapon is only the last step.

Before that, he planned to borrow Wei Xueling's network to empty out the black goods on his body, and collect a few psychic artifacts along the way.

With nearly 11 feet of spiritual consciousness, he can manipulate fourteen psychic tools at the same time.

If he buys another seven spirit swords to form two sword arrays, his supernatural power will increase by another round.

……

The background and connections of the Jindan sect are indeed profound.

In just half a month, Wei Xueling took the lead in organizing seven large auctions.

During this period, all grand gatherings of other shops and forces will be suspended.

A flattering gesture to make way for Baiqiaomen.

Half of the items in several auctions were provided by Chen Ping.

Taking advantage of the high price, he almost sold out all the third-tier items on his body.

75 middle-grade spirit stones, 19 yuan for fourth-order ore, and three pieces of fifth-order ore!
It is Chen Ping's final harvest.

This was after Baiqiaomen took part of the profits.

Although Wei Xueling didn't receive any compensation for life and death, Chen Ping didn't want to appear so ambiguous and intimate with her.

He insisted on ordering her to accept the Lingshi.

In the auction and several craft workshops, Chen Ping bought four low-grade spirit swords of the psychic level.

Then, Wei Xueling replaced him with a medium-grade psychic tool from an old Yuan Dan sect.

Five spirit swords!

But the progress is always stuck here.

There are not many psychic artifacts such as Yanning City Sword.

The hundreds of years of collections have been bought up by Chen Ping at one time.

In the outside world, all the cultivators speculated about Wei Xueling's big move.

However, most of them are guesswork.

Very few people can connect Baiqiaomen with Chen Ping.

……

"Chen Daoyou, there is trouble."

On this day, Wei Xueling knocked on the ban in a hurry, and opened his mouth to speak.

"Why, Jia Wenmao doesn't even give you face?"

After listening, Chen Ping raised his eyebrows.

He planned to leave Yanning City tonight.

Therefore, he asked Wei Xueling to bring Jia Wenmao to discuss it.

Could it be that the Golden Core monks couldn't invite Master Jia?
Chen Ping suddenly felt strange.

"Jia Wenmao said that he just received an important order, and he probably won't be free in the past three years."

A chill flashed in his eyes, and Wei Xueling continued: "This person has a tough attitude, and I suspect that the client is probably a Golden Core cultivator."

"Oh?"

Chen Ping's eyes shifted leisurely, was it Yi Yiyun or the Jindan from Fuyou City who stepped in?

"Chen Daoyou, what should we do next?"

Wei Xueling opened his lips and asked, as if he was looking forward to it.

The horror of Chen Ping's accumulated property overturned her cognition.

How many people of the same rank have to be beheaded?
Wei Xueling was in awe and awe, and he was determined to hug Chen Ping's thick waist tightly.

"I want to see who has more face than this seat!"

With a sneer, Chen Ping's figure immediately disappeared in the attic.

……

Jia Wenmao, as the Chief Artifact Refining Master in the Shuangcheng sea area, can be called the top of the city in terms of pomp and status.

This person occupies a [-]-acre refining workshop in the east of the city, and generally only accepts Foundation Establishment and Yuandan monks with backgrounds.

noon.

The front of the refining workshop was full of people, and monks kept coming in and out.

At this moment, in the air tens of feet above the ground, the two monks faced each other half a mile apart.

The strange thing is that even the few Yuan Dan who passed by the refining workshop turned a blind eye to the two, as if they couldn't see them.

When Wei Xueling came to the Artifact Refining Workshop one step later, he suddenly found that Chen Ping's aura disappeared out of thin air.

Looking up again, he saw the two male cultivators in the air.

The one person who was far away from the refining workshop was Chen Ping.

The other cultivator was tall and straight, wearing a white Taoist robe and black hair draped over his shoulders, but his face was shrouded in a thick mist of blood.

"Who is this person?"

Wei Xueling gasped, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Because her consciousness not only couldn't penetrate the blood mist of the strange monk, but was also bounced back fiercely.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to have no intention of hurting anyone.

Otherwise, her soul might be damaged on the spot.

"Fellow Taoist Xie Zun sneaked into Yanning City, why didn't you say hello to us?"

Suddenly, Chen Ping clasped his fists at the man in white and smiled, saying as usual.

　I finally finished making up the debts, wow, wow, I burst into tears!
　
(End of this chapter)