My name is Chen Ping and I am 20 years old. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I was born into a wealthy family, but the wealth of the Wan Guan family was reduced to ashes in only ten minutes under the hands of two immortals.

Since then, I have aspired to become an immortal.

As for hatred for immortals or anything, I don't have it at all, because my family has taught me since I was a child that the weak are to be dominated by the strong.

When the parents are strong, they can dominate those employees, and when they become the weaker side, they will naturally be dominated by the powerful immortals.

It's a natural thing.

In an unfamiliar environment, what you need to do is not to show yourself as good, but to show the qualities that your boss likes.

He likes kindness, you give him kindness, he likes modesty, you give him modesty...

Naturally, you'll stand out from the crowd of people who don't do anything and become the person they value the most.

No one would have believed that his mind had been gloomy at the age of eight, and naturally, they easily relaxed their vigilance against this man.

Just let him easily become a formal disciple step by step, senior brother.

Now that the sect is in great trouble, Chen Ping doesn't feel that this is a hurdle that cannot be overcome.

Each sect has its own hole cards, and it will not be easily destroyed, what Chen Ping has to do now is to show his blood courage and ambition in this war.

So when the patriarch asked him if he was willing to die for the earth, Chen Ping nodded firmly.

"Of course, never give up!"

The sun in the sky seemed to triple in size, the temperature was rising rapidly, and the scenery was distorted when looking out of the window.

Rumble!

A stack of fallen leaves inexplicably spontaneously combusted, followed by grass and trees, wooden houses.

Jing Yi walked out of the main hall, looked up through the light, and saw Song Yan behind the clouds.

"It's really him!"

How could he do this!

Jing Yi covered his heart, which was still a little painful, what kind of realm is this person, obviously he doesn't even have an artistic conception, but beating himself is like chopping melons and vegetables.

Could it be the legendary sanctification of the flesh?

"Call Chen Ping out, and you'll be fine!" Song Yan said lightly.

"You're delusional!" Jing Yi thought that his disciple was still a righteous man who could die for the sect, so he was unwilling to give up his disciple just like that.

Song Yan shook his head, obsessed!

With a wave of his hand, the whole world suddenly darkened.

Jing Yi suddenly felt a chill.

He was stunned for a moment, and then quickly opened his senses.

The sky is still the same world, the sky is still hot, and some plants and trees are still burning, as if it is really just a different color.

But he just felt a chill, and this chill was rapidly expanding.

What's going on?

A long time ago, Song Yan was thinking, the rating of the ability of the ginseng insect deed was actually three question marks, so how could the ability of the elephant sound be explained by controlling the sound and fluctuations.

Now, after reaching the heaven and earth level, he has finally developed a deep application of elephant sound.

Quantum particle manipulation!

You must know that normal heaven-level and earth-level are also subject to spiritual restrictions, and although they can create things out of thin air, they can only be transformed at the atomic level.

It is like turning water into oil and stone into gold.

Song Yan's diamond rain in Suzhou is such a change.

But he couldn't turn a positive quark into a negative quark.

However, the ability of Xiangyin has allowed him to control light at the quantum level (that is, the size of a photon).

Although it is not yet possible to control things like light, souls, and electrons, this is already a great leap forward.

After all, scientifically, it's always easier to explore upwards than downwards.

For example, high temperatures are easier to reach than low temperatures, space is easier to reach than underground, and the macroscopic world is easier to reach than the microcosm.

"So what are you trying to express after all this?" Xiao Qi asked ignorantly.

Song Yan slapped it over: "I just want to express that I'm already going against the sky!" ”

If you can control the photon, you can do a lot of things, such as many attacks from the yellow ape, and now Song Yan can do it.

And what Song Yan is doing now is to change the fluctuation frequency of photons.

Light has wave-particle ditropy, and the seven-color light of light is determined by the frequency of wave-like expression.

As long as Song Yan turns up or down the frequency of light, visible light will disappear from people's field of vision and become invisible, which is the most common color: black.

The light was still there, but after lowering the frequency, they barely carried any energy, so the world full of light also cooled down all of a sudden.

"This trick can create absolute zero in space!" Song Yan muttered.

Although he saw that Song Yan was frozen and burning, in fact, he didn't take this Pure Ming Dao in his eyes, even if it was a powerful artistic conception, it was just interesting in Song Yan's eyes.

He does all this for fun.

But now that Jingmingdao has made it clear that he is desperate to protect Chen Ping, Song Yan can't stay here all the time, so he can only directly enlarge and take people.

Under the black light, the energy activity was extremely suppressed, the Taoist priest here had come from the battle, he was sleepy and tired, and he was exposed to the sun for a while, and now the energy activity was suppressed again, even the iron man couldn't hold on!

Half a day later, one after another, the monks couldn't hold on and began to sleep, and several Genshin monks shouted desperately to no avail.

This is not something that can be restored by stimulating the mana of the body, but the metabolism of the whole body is suppressed, and at this time, there is no difference between monks and mortals.

"If you want to blame, you can only blame this Chen Ping..."Song Yan easily avoided the vigilance of those Jindan Yuan Gods and stood beside Chen Ping.

Chen Ping has not yet built a foundation, so naturally he has no divine sense, and he can't pay attention to Song Yan beside him.

What's more, he's tired.

Song Yan lifted his collar and was about to leave, but he paused before going out.

There was an eighty-year-old man standing at the door, looking at Song Yan with extremely bright eyes.

"Stay here, kid!" His eyes suddenly widened, and he directly submerged Song Yan.

"That's your hole card?" Song Yan asked curiously.

The old man turned his head in surprise and looked at Song Yan behind him, as if he had seen a ghost.

"You, you, you..." He turned around again, there was obviously a Song Yan grabbing Chen Ping, where did this one come from behind him?

"How do you feel the same as the moon reading, aren't your eyes writing wheels?" Song Yan stepped forward to take a look.

The old man took two steps back in panic, he was indeed the hole card of this sect, an old ancestor who had lived for more than four hundred years.

But he is not known for fighting, but for taking the path of spiritual immortality.

They saw that Song Yan was peerless in physical health, so they decided to capture Song Yan's Yuan God, after all, Song Yan was so young, how could he not take care of two kinds of cultivation at the same time!

But why didn't I expect this person to be so treacherous and actually use the doppelganger technique?

Song Yan shook his head, it was also quite boring.

With the ability to convert matter, it couldn't be easier to create a human body, and then use Yadrat's secret technique to control the body, and just fool this old man.

Song Yan pulled Chen Ping out of the door, but this time, the old man didn't stop him again.

He has such a powerful divine sense, but he can't be sure whether Song Yan is using a real body or a clone...

After all, Song Yan was made one-to-one according to the ratio of elements...

After receiving Chen Ping's aura, Song Yan still sighed. No matter what story this person has or what dreams he has, he will turn into a vain from then on.

It's a little too cruel.

After thinking about it, Song Yan got a copy of "Forty-Nine Heavenly Gong" for him.

People who don't have spiritual light can't cultivate the Tao, but they can still cultivate the physical body.

Song Yan was looking forward to it, if he could see him in the high-level world, Song Yan wouldn't mind giving him the follow-up exercises.

It's over like this, and it's still quite boring, even if it's a world of cultivating immortals.

No wonder Xiao Qi said that the heavenly level is actually standing at the top of the mortal world, and there is not even a person who can threaten him!

"Xiao Qi, let's go to the next world!" Song Yan said.

Xiao Qi asked, "Master, it's time to travel through the anime world!" ”

Song Yan was speechless, what animation world would he go to when he became the emperor?

"After all, the master's divine power ability is still too single now, so I have already made a plan, if I enter the parallel world twice, I will have an anime world..." ”

Song Yan was speechless: "How much more do you need to cross the parallel world?" ”

"Just take a few parallel worlds of the main story!" Xiao Qi said: "If you take Chen Ping's aura today, then you don't need to go to any immortal cultivation world with Chen Ping." ”

"There are only twelve parallel worlds in total, and they will end soon!" Xiao Qi said lightly: "After all, the rules of the world, although a world can produce countless world lines, the world lines that are enough to affect the fate of the world can only produce twelve..."