longevity road trip

In this regard, Su Ji’s old store has a good reputation, and it was opened by a local family. Zhang Shiping also feels relieved to go shopping in other places in Fangshi to learn about other shops or casual repair stalls.

After leaving the old Suji store, Zhang Shiping started to stroll around.

A newly opened shop, with the words "Immortal Drunk" written on the plaque, a tall green flag fluttering in the wind in front of the shop, the smell of wine coming from the door, and the customers inside are noisy.Zhang Shiping remembers that a middle-aged man named Lao Luo came here before. It was a small shop that made and sold talismans. A family of five has been in business for more than [-] years. They usually regard the shop as their lifeblood. Thinking of changing it to a restaurant now.

Zhang Shiping doesn't like restaurants, he can't say he likes or dislikes drinking, when friends come over for a few sips, he's bored and lonely, he would rather meditate and practice, to condense mana, than to drink to relieve boredom and waste time.

He took a look outside the restaurant, no matter how the servants in the restaurant greeted him, Zhang Shiping walked forward.

When the boy saw it, he immediately beckoned others to go.

Zhang Shiping smiled, stepped forward, and then walked towards Xiangmingju, walked a few streets, turned a few turns, and the road was only two or three miles away.

As soon as the person stepped in, a familiar boy greeted him immediately, "Uncle Lin, please sit down." Zhang Shiping came to Xiangmingju with a monk named Lin under the pseudonym.

"Where is Master Feng?"

"The shopkeeper greets the guests upstairs. Mr. Lin, sit down first. If you need anything, just let me know, and I'll bring it to you right away." The servant greeted Zhang Shiping, and another small maid immediately brought tea over. .

This maid was about twenty-eight years old, and she looked like Xiaojiabiyu. Zhang Shiping's eyes flashed, and he performed the sky eye technique. It was a little surprising that the maid in front had a second level of Qi training.

Seeing Zhang Shiping staring at this maidservant, he seemed quite interested, and the young servant next to him came over without showing any trace, "This tea is a newly received spirit tea in the store. Uncle Lin, you are an expert, let's see how it tastes?"

With his hands behind him, the young man shook his hand at the maidservant behind him, signaling the maidservant to leave quickly.

For this servant who has entertained him many times, Zhang Shiping paid attention to the small movements behind him, and thought it was quite funny in his heart. Let's get along, why be so wary.

But Zhang Shiping immediately realized that he was dressed like this now, a thin-faced short monk with a mustache, and if he put a dog skin plaster on his forehead to reveal two buck teeth, he would look like a fortune teller on the street , he laughed to himself.

Zhang Shiping picked up the tea. The cup was made of purple sand. The purple sand teacup couldn't cover the fragrance. He sipped it lightly. The light blue tea was fragrant and tasted very good, but this cup of spiritual tea contained very little spiritual energy. It can barely be regarded as a first-order spiritual tea.

Since the shopkeeper Feng is not free, he didn't wait after drinking tea. He called the servant who was waiting on the side and asked him to bring over the elixir suitable for improving mana in the later stage of Qi training. The servant immediately withdrew and went to get the elixir according to Zhang Shiping's request.

After a while, a tall and thin man in Chinese clothes came in, in his early 20s, with a fifth-level qi training.This man is Xiao Feng's shopkeeper of Xiangmingju, and the deputy shopkeeper of Xiangmingju. He is also a member of the Feng family and the son of shopkeeper Feng.

The servant behind him was holding a mahogany plate with three bottles of elixirs on it. The body of the white jade bottle was painted with pines, bamboos and cypresses in fresh water and ink from left to right.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, I'm really sorry. My father entertained a senior who established the foundation in the quiet room, so he neglected fellow Daoist." The little shopkeeper saluted Zhang Shiping after he came in, sat down, and the servant with the mahogany plate stood behind.

Zhang Shiping shook his hand, "Don't worry about it, I don't know what kind of pills Master Feng brought to this old man." Zhang Shiping looked at the three bottles of pills on the mahogany plate. He came to buy pills. The shopkeeper has nothing to do with it.

"These three bottles of pills are the first-grade mid-grade Qingyun Dan and the first-grade top-grade Huangya Pill." The shopkeeper Feng Xiao asked the servant to bring a mahogany plate and put it on the table, and introduced him from left to right. Pointing to the bottle on the far right, he paused and said, "This bottle is the second-rank low-grade Huanglong Pill."

After Zhang Shiping heard this, he focused his attention on this bottle of top-grade yellow bud pill, because this top-grade pill is too rare. Zhang Shiping has been refining Yucha pill for almost five years, and he has never refined it. A furnace of high-grade jade tea pills came out.

The price of this high-grade Huangya Pill is three points higher than that of the second-grade low-grade Huanglong Pill.This kind of high-grade elixir is hard to come by. If an alchemist has the energy to figure out a high-grade elixir, it is better to put this energy on the second-grade elixir. Maybe by analogy, the level of refining elixir can be improved Faster and more likely to refine high-grade pills.

For Zhang Shiping, this high-grade elixir can not only be taken to increase mana, but also can be used for analysis. Looking at the properties of this high-grade elixir, it can more or less improve his alchemy level.

Zhang Shiping took the elixirs, checked the quality and smelled the fragrance of the elixir, and chose two bottles of first-grade middle-grade Qingyun pill and one bottle of first-grade top-grade Huangya pill. Zhang Shiping didn't buy the yellow dragon pill, and now he is practicing Qi. For the time being, Tier [-] pills are more suitable for me.

In the secret realm, Zhang Shiping got some spirit stones from the white bones, and also got some spirit stones from the storage bags of Senior Brother Cen and others. The total amount is quite a lot, so he has the spirit stones to buy these pills.

Zhang Shiping didn't plan to sell the magical artifacts obtained in the secret realm in Fangshi near Zhengyangzong. Otherwise, this kind of artifacts should be handed over to the family, so that the craftsmen can change their appearance and sell them.

Or Zhang Shiping needs to run farther before making a move.

It would always be a trouble if this kind of magic weapon carried by monks was recognized by their close people.

Until Zhang Shiping finished buying the elixir, when the shopkeeper Feng Xiao sent Zhang Shiping away from Xiangmingju, he didn't see the short and fat shopkeeper Feng coming out, it seemed that he was still in the quiet room upstairs with the unknown senior Jianji .

Zhang Shiping did not go back to Biyuan Mountain for the past three days, nor did he stay in the inn in Fangshi. After buying the elixir, he found a hidden cave in the nearby unnamed hill to practice until he agreed with Su Ji. Day three.

He put away several triangular formation flags of various colors that were placed outside the cave. Zhang Shiping was not proficient in formations, so he could arrange the most basic formations in normal times.

To make the arrangement a little more complicated, we need to use these formation flags, formation disks and other things that can facilitate the formation of low-level monks.

Chapter 47

With a wave of Zhang Shiping's sleeve, a white aura swept across, and a dozen small triangular flags arranged in formations flew into his hands. After putting away the formation flags and spirit stones arranged at the entrance of the cave, he immediately flew over After more than ten miles, people entered the city of Yunjinfang and walked towards the old Suji store.

At this moment, the sky was not yet bright, and there were not many monks coming and going on the streets of Fangshi. When Zhang Shiping arrived at the Suji old shop, the old monk was not in the shop, only the strong boy had just leaned the big broom against the wall. He had a good memory, and when he saw Zhang Shiping, he immediately grinned and said, "Senior, why did you get up so early, and the shopkeeper is still in the backyard, let me call."

After finishing speaking, he didn't ask Zhang Shiping to come in and sit down, so he put the water basin down and ran into the backyard, "Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, a senior is here."

Standing at the door, Zhang Shiping could hear the boy's loud voice coming from the back of the shop. The nearby beams were shaking when he yelled. very.

Zhang Shiping shook his head, walked in, sat on a chair, and looked at the bare walls where the swords, sticks and other magic tools were hung. early.

After a while, the old monk came out with a sleepy face and an ugly face, followed by the square-faced boy with bushy eyebrows and big eyes who was puzzled and scratched his head with one hand.

Seeing Zhang Shiping sitting there, the old monk saw that he didn't even serve tea to the guests, so he immediately asked the guy behind him to bring tea, and he himself sat on the seat next to him, and smiled at Zhang Shiping: "Let Daoist friends wait for a long time. Wait, old people are not as good-spirited as fellow daoists."

Zhang Shiping hurriedly took the thick soil purple gold shield, chatted casually with the old shopkeeper, and then took out the iron signboard to show his intention of coming. Shops like Suji Iron Shop recognize the sign but do not recognize the person. The old monk still recognized Zhang Shiping's appearance, but he still took the iron plate and checked it carefully with his spiritual sense. After seeing that there was nothing wrong with the plain text and hidden information on the iron plate and the recorded information, he then took it from his storage bag. He took out a black-purple crystal shield and handed it to Zhang Shiping.

The small holes and cracks on the thick soil purple gold shield are no longer visible, as if it was new, Zhang Shiping input mana into it, manipulated the shield, sometimes up, sometimes down, flew to the left hand, turned to the right hand, tried it, Zhang Shiping put the Thick Earth Purple Gold Shield in the storage bag with satisfaction, and paid the remaining 22 Lingshi to the shopkeeper.

After taking back the magic weapon, Zhang Shiping, who had nothing to do, left Yunjinfang City soon.

A friar in yellow with a shiny head and a man in gray were flying in the sky. The friar in yellow was holding a compass glowing gray. There was a piece of broken white piece in the compass. Suddenly the white piece The rags spontaneously ignited without fire, smoke rose, and compass runes emerged. The rising smoke turned a corner in mid-air, pointing straight to the northwest.

The yellow-clothed monk surprised and said to the other shady man: "Second brother, the compass has responded. It is in the northwest, within ten miles."

The shady man said calmly to the man in yellow: "Third brother, be careful, even the eldest brother is in the hands of the other party. If the situation is not right, we will leave immediately."

"If the three of us brothers hadn't been separated, the elder brother wouldn't have died in the secret realm." The yellow-clothed monk was indignant.

"It's useless to say more now. The most important thing now is to kill the other party and avenge the elder brother." The shady man held back his anger and said to the man in yellow.

The compass rune in the yellow-clothed monk's hands became brighter and brighter. The gray-clothed monk and the yellow-clothed monk stopped and landed on an unnamed hill. Soon after, they saw a flying man with two curls on his face. A middle-aged monk with a mustache.

The two looked at each other, but the gray-clothed monk suddenly took out a pair of antler double knives. Driven by the gray-clothed monk, the two knives emitted an inch-long knife light, drew two arcs in the air, and moved towards the man in yellow. The man in yellow had quick eyesight and quick hands. He wiped the storage bag on his waist, and a tortoise shield gave off a black light shield. Both knives slashed on the black shield, making a crisp metal impact sound.

After the man in yellow blocked the pair of knives, a panicked expression appeared on his face. While running forward, he slapped his storage bag, and a long shuttle flying magic weapon appeared in his hand. Throwing it, it became bigger in an instant. Although the yellow-clothed monk looked fat, he was very flexible. He stamped his right foot on the ground and jumped onto the flying magic weapon.

The dark man's eyes flashed fiercely, he touched his storage bag, and drove the flying magic weapon to follow closely. He was holding a copper-horned longbow, which was bent like a full moon, and a bronze-colored light arrow was like a shooting star. , Shooting at the black shield of the monk in yellow, every time it hits one, the black shield becomes darker.

The gray-clothed friar followed the yellow-clothed friar. Under the gray-clothed friar's shooting, the black shield on the yellow-clothed friar's body was already dimmed, and the man's face was even paler, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he could not bear it anymore. Minor internal injuries.

The monk in yellow panicked and saw a thin-faced monk with a mustache from a distance, and hurriedly shouted: "Help, Brother Zhang, help." He didn't know the name of this short-faced monk with a mustache, so he shouted at will. with.

Zhang Shiping saw the two monks fighting in front of him, and cast his Celestial Eye Technique to see that the yellow-clothed monk had eight levels of Qi training, and the gray-clothed monk behind him had nine levels of Qi training.

Of these two people, it should be said that one is running away, the other is chasing, and they are coming towards him. He immediately wanted to avoid it, but he didn't want to hear the other party calling him. Does this person know him?With his hesitation, the two people on the opposite side drew him a lot closer.

Seeing the opponent stop, the yellow-clothed monk was overjoyed, and flew over quickly. The gray-clothed monk behind saw the two of them and slowed down his flying speed, but suddenly saw the thin-faced short monk in front of him also took out a fistful. The black long sword came out, the sword light flickered, and distanced itself from the monk in yellow. The two obviously didn't know each other.

He hurriedly shouted: "The fellow Taoist in front of you, it's none of your business, don't worry about it, please get out of the way."

Zhang Shiping didn't want to meddle in this nosy business, so he drove the flying magic weapon out of the way, but he didn't want the monk in yellow to follow him. When Zhang Shiping saw it, he thought that the man was still relying on him, and Luo Junjian issued a sword The beep sounded to warn him, but he didn't realize that the monk in yellow just blocked his sight.

And the originally pale face of the yellow-clothed monk revealed a look of despair. He gritted his teeth and took out a long sword with a green edge from the storage bag, but suddenly his figure fell sharply.

Taking advantage of the few breaths behind him, the gray-clothed cultivator took out a purple talisman and pasted it on the copper-horned longbow. Formed in an instant.

The moment the yellow-clothed monk landed, the purple light arrow just flew by, only ten feet away from Zhang Shiping. At this moment, Zhang Shiping hurriedly aroused all the Vajra Talismans hidden on his body in a panic.

The power of the purple light arrow is comparable to the full blow of a first-order high-grade magical weapon. Zhang Shiping's several layers of diamond shields only bought a time when he couldn't breathe, just like a bubble bursting, and his body was only able to move half a minute.

Chapter 48

The long arrow that was originally aimed at the heart, under Zhang Shiping's movement, only shattered Zhang Shiping's left shoulder armor. Enduring the severe pain, he sacrificed the thick earth and purple gold shield to block the flying green blade of the monk in yellow. long sword.

The two took the opportunity to surround Zhang Shiping, looking at the menacing two men, Zhang Shiping's face was gloomy, with beads of sweat running down his cheeks from his forehead, and he stared fiercely at the shady gray-clothed monk in front of him. The shield issued a shield of aura to surround him tightly, guarding against the yellow-clothed monk behind him.

The yellow-clothed cultivator sneered, "When this fellow Taoist killed my elder brother, he didn't expect to see this day, did he?"

The other party said something inexplicably, Zhang Shiping cursed in his heart when he heard it, could it be that there is a monk whose face is the same as his disguised appearance, it is a disaster for no reason!

"The two fellow Taoists may have admitted the wrong person." Zhang Shiping endured the severe pain and said, immediately took out a bottle of elixir from the storage bag, bit off the red cloth stopper, and took several elixirs to stop the pain on his shoulder. Bleeding, his eyes rolled back and forth, thinking about how to get out.

The yellow-clothed monk was talking, but he still stared at Zhang Shiping closely, "Our brother did not admit the wrong person, did this fellow Taoist kill too many people in the secret realm of the ancient cultivator and forgot, the way is the way of heaven Good reincarnation, today is your time to lose your life."

"Fellow daoist, how can a casual cultivator like me enter the ancient cultivation secret realm? How could I kill people in it? I really misunderstood the person." Hearing the other party mentioning the ancient cultivation secret realm, Zhang Shiping thought inwardly that it was not good. I killed several monks in the ancient cultivation secret realm, and I have already checked all the contents of those people's storage bags. If there are any suspicious things, I can throw away all the things I can throw away, and I just sold the ones worth some spirit stones. Someone came to the door.

"Third brother, don't talk too much." The gray-clothed monk bowed his bow and shot quickly, obviously wanting to kill the other party quickly, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

Zhang Shiping saw that the opponent was so decisive, and he didn't have any chances. The aura of the shield emitted by the thick earth purple gold shield was even more shining, and he blocked several arrows of the opponent.

I quickly flew to the side, the yellow-clothed monk blocked my way back to Yunjinfang City, and the bow and arrow of the dark gray-clothed monk behind me was too much of a threat to me in the air, plus I was injured, it would definitely not be able to consume that two people.

When Zhang Shiping was flying, he was shot several times by the gray-clothed monk, although the power was not as powerful as the purple light arrow just now, but sooner or later his mana would be exhausted.

After flying over a few mountains, the two behind were still following closely, An had no choice but to get off, Zhang Shiping plunged into the depths of the mountain, and as soon as he landed, he immediately put away the flying magic weapon, and rushed directly into the dense jungle.

The friar in yellow and the friar in gray also fell down, and saw Zhang Shiping running around in the forest ahead.The shadowy gray-clothed monk picked up his longbow and glanced at it, and found that Zhang Shiping's figure was covered by dense ancient trees, so he could only curse secretly, put away his copper-horned longbow, and chased after him with his third brother.

Zhang Shiping slapped his own body bag, and under Zhang Shiping's control, a hideous zombie hid behind a tree and jumped out when the two rushed over. , chanting a few incantations, the zombies can only rely on instinct without Zhang Shiping's control.

The monk in yellow pointed forward, and a dozen vines on the ground were like long snakes, tightly binding the zombie. The monk in gray drove the antlers and double knives, and slashed at the neck of the zombie.

The zombie instinctively spewed out clouds of black air, and the twin knives on the antlers flickered. When the two knives touched the black air, they swiped across like cutting tofu. After two or three knives, the zombie's head was cut off. The zombie's body was bound by vines and did not fall down, but the two He didn't even look at it, and immediately chased after him.

Suddenly a golden light flew in front of him, piercing the body-protecting magic weapon of the shadowy gray-clothed monk in an instant, and the gray-clothed monk touched his chest in disbelief.A pair of scissors coiled with dragon carvings turned into golden light in the air and dissipated. The monk in yellow, who was one step behind him, took his life.

Surprised and angry, he roared, but instead of running away, he drove Qingfeng's long sword and continued to chase forward.Zhang Shiping was leaning on the trunk of a big tree, his face paler than before.

Just now, when the zombies were entangled with the two of them, he tried his best to sacrifice the talisman golden dragon. Although he was ready, he didn't expect that the talisman was extremely overbearing and continuously absorbed Zhang Shiping's mana, but Zhang Shiping cooperated with the operation method , enduring the swelling pain of the meridians, activated the talisman faster, and lost [-]% to [-]% of his mana.

The power of the talisman is not only related to the power of the golden core monk's magic weapon, but also linked to the magic power of the monk who uses it.The higher the mana of the monk, the faster the speed of excitation and the stronger the power exerted.Zhang Shiping, a monk at the ninth level of qi training, tried his best to sacrifice the golden dragon-cut talisman as soon as possible when his meridians were damaged. Behind the cultivator's body protector, there is more power left.

Zhang Shiping, who was hiding behind the tree, groaned secretly, he didn't expect the monk in yellow to catch up instead of running away.

But Zhang Shiping didn't hide anymore, he poured the first-grade top-grade yellow bud pill into his mouth, and at the same time drove Luo Junjian to stab the yellow-clothed monk.The opponent's ninth-level qi-training monk had already been killed by Fu Baojin Jiaojian, and the remaining eight-level qi-training monk wasn't worth Zhang Shiping's fear.

Even though his current mana is less than half and he was injured, Zhang Shiping's mana recovered very quickly under the nourishment of the first-rank top-grade Huangya Dan. down.

A long sword with black-purple light and a long sword with cyan light, under the control of their respective monks, struck back and forth dozens of times in the air for a few breaths, turning into a mass of black-purple and cyan The ball of light, even for a while, no one can pull it away.

The yellow-clothed monk took a look and took out the talismans from the storage bag. Several spells flew towards Zhang Shiping, but were blocked by the light from the thick-earth purple gold shield. Zhang Shiping hit five fireball talismans with his backhand.

Five fireballs the size of eggs hit the yellow-clothed cultivator, who couldn't get away just like Zhang Shiping, and wanted to catch it with his magic weapon shield. Even a single fireball couldn't break through his black-armored turtle shield.

The monk in yellow kept sending mana towards his Qingfeng long sword magic weapon, but Zhang Shiping's Luo Junjian suddenly weakened and was shot down by the Qingfeng sword. On the shield, sparks flew everywhere.

But the expression on his face suddenly froze. A scorching red ball hidden in the fireball pierced through the shield of the monk in yellow and hit him hard on the chest. A mouthful of blood with pieces of internal organs spewed out directly. Feng Changjian also fell to the ground.

Zhang Shiping had just shown the enemy that he was weak, and used the round stone beads given to him by Ma Shizu, a monk of Jindan sect, but he didn't expect that the stone beads' ability to break through the enemy's shield was so good, which exceeded Zhang Shiping's expectations.

Luo Junjian flew up from the ground, and under the control of Zhang Shiping, the sword pierced through the monk in yellow. He stretched out his hand, and a fireball ignited on the monk in yellow. The gray turtle shield also has a storage bag.

Zhang Shiping took a deep breath, put the tortoise shield and Qingfeng long sword into his storage bag, picked up the storage bag in the black ashes, and walked towards the place where the gray-clothed monk fell.

Chapter 49

The gray-clothed cultivator fell to the ground, the golden dragon scissors pierced his heart and broke out from behind, and the gray robe was soaked in blood.

Zhang Shiping's index finger and middle finger of his right hand were put together, and he drank it. Luo Junjian released an inch-long cold sword energy, and once again stabbed the gray-clothed friar through. , groped on him, scraped the things away, burned the body to ashes, and left in a hurry.

Zhang Shiping, who was afraid of being attacked again on the road, did not dare to fly back directly. He found a remote place in the mountain to cultivate, endured the severe pain, and used his power to straighten the broken shoulder armor one by one.

The injury lasted a hundred days, but under the light of the bronze lamp, Zhang Shiping tightly wrapped the broken bone with mana, and continued to take healing medicine. Only then did he wash off the potion he had used to disguise himself, put on the black clothes of an outer disciple of the Zhengyang Sect, and flew back.

From meeting those two people to returning to Zhengyangzong, it took Zhang Shiping five days longer than before. Instead of returning directly to Biyuan Mountain, he drove his weapon and landed on a rocky mountain, and went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. After incense, Zhang Shiping came out thoughtfully.

After returning to Biyuan Mountain, Zhang Shiping took out a piece of jade slip that he got from Uncle Ma in the Sutra Pavilion. He didn't find what he wanted in the first four floors of the Sutra Pavilion. As in Changing Yuanshu, even the jade slips that record the tracking spells are incomplete copies. Zhang Shiping wondered if the sect deliberately put some fragments in the scripture storage pavilion to seduce urgently needed disciples like Zhang Shiping and copy the jade slips at a high price. .

In desperation, he had no choice but to go to Uncle Ma, who was in charge of the Sutra Pavilion, and told him that he wanted to find some books on tracking spells.

Under the eyes of that Uncle Ma, who was so teachable, Zhang Shiping took out 30 yuan of spirit stones heartbrokenly, and got a jade slip from him that recorded dozens of books about tracking spells, which was worth the money.

Under the watchful eye of that Uncle Ma, Zhang Shiping left the scripture pavilion quickly, he was covered with goosebumps when he was watched by Uncle Ma.As soon as he left the Sutra Pavilion, Zhang Shiping immediately drove the flying magic weapon away.

In the courtyard quiet room of Biyuan Mountain Baicao Garden.

Zhang Shiping stuck the jade slip between his eyebrows, and after checking all the information recorded in it, Zhang Shiping pondered for a while, took out the storage bags of the monks in yellow and gray, entered mana into them, and put the contents of the two storage bags All poured out.

Emmanuel flickered, and a large pile of things piled on the floor.

Zhang Shiping took out several sets of black clothes and two tokens of the outer disciples of the Zhengyang Sect from the pile of things. These two people should be the same disciples of the Zhengyang Sect as Zhang Shiping. During the few days of his cultivation, He had looked through the contents a long time ago, and knew that the two were also Zhengyangzong disciples, and Zhang Shiping only beheaded one Zhengyangzong disciple named Brother Cen who competed with him for nourishing pulse ginseng in the secret realm.

Zhang Shiping wiped his storage bag, and dug out the rest of that senior brother Cen, a dozen bottles and cans, a short gray spear, and a long-shuttle flying magic weapon.As for the remaining things, Zhang Shiping either threw them away or sold them. Of course, the spirit stones he got from Senior Brother Cen had long been mixed with his.

Without even thinking about it, he also took out all the spirit stones in his storage bag. Zhang Shiping had already made up his mind, and he must figure it out today.

In the quiet room, there was a flash of spiritual light, and a large pile of spiritual stones were piled up in front of Zhang Shiping. Looking at the spiritual stones, Zhang Shiping's eyes were bright and his smile was pleasant.

While Zhang Shiping searched among the messy things of the two monks, he matched the information on the jade slips he had just seen.

After a while, Zhang Shiping took out a compass the size of a palm, which was the same as a magical instrument called the trace disc recorded on the jade slips, from the style to the rune patterns on it.

Zhang Shiping checked all the belongings of that senior brother Cen, and finally found a fragment no bigger than a fingernail in a crack of the long-shuttle flying magic weapon. Without looking carefully, Zhang Shiping thought it was the flying magic weapon itself. Zhang Shiping breathed a sigh of relief after finding the reason for the things he brought, and he would not capsize in the gutter like this next time.