A day later, Xue Yun sent away the fourth Chen family monk, and Fang brewed a cup of colorful Linghua tea in his free time, and took a few sips.

Since marrying to Haichang Island three years ago, I have never been so busy.

But she was overjoyed.

This is the first time that Chen Ping has entrusted important matters to her.

It must be done beautifully, so that the old monster can see his own value.

With Xiao Jiujiu in her arms, Xue Yun was full of longing for the future path.

Although the old monster was very secretive about the origin of his previous life, judging from the fact that the secret techniques of taming spirits he taught at random were all Huang Pin's earth-shattering handwritings, Xue Yun was sure that this person was definitely a genuine high-level monk.

"Jindan Zhenren is still a Yuan Baby... Ancestor? ”

Thinking deeper, Xue Yun suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and hurriedly stopped his messy thoughts.

Following Chen Ping for just a few months, he has obtained unimaginable benefits in this life, even if he is controlled by the blood mark of the spider web, it is worth it to be a cow and a horse.

What's more, this old monster is quite generous, and seems to have the heart to cultivate her.

Silently putting away her thoughts, Xue Yun recalled the offers of those Chen family members today.

The highest bidder was Chen Jue, the deacon of the Foreign Affairs Hall, who was willing to buy the shop for 4,600 spirit stones.

In second place was Chen Qiudong, the deacon of the Internal Affairs Hall, who had a hundred spirit stones less than Chen Yu.

The price given by the other two was too low, and Xue Yun didn't consider it at all.

According to Chen Ping's advice, 5,000 spirit stones is the bottom line, and if no one arrives within three days, the price cannot be reduced.

The number of Crescent Valley stores is fixed at only thirty-three.

This has created a situation in which there are more monks and less porridge.

For hundreds of years, once there is a shop for sale in Crescent Valley, it will cause a lot of waves, and then attract many monks to rush to buy it, and there is no worry about sales at all.

Just as Xue Yun was pondering carefully, a dense sound of footsteps sounded outside the cave, and then the two of them arrived at the entrance of the cave one after the other.

"Ping'er, it's me!"

At the edge of the outer world of the formation, there were two monks.

An older man, wearing a purple hairpin, a burly figure, and it was he who opened his mouth to speak.

The other was about 20 years old, with a straight nose, a pair of bright eyes, and a gold-rimmed belt tied around his waist, like a prince and grandson in the mortal world.

Pay close attention to the appearance of these two people, but they are three or four points similar to Chen Ping.

"Second uncle!"

Seeing the comer, Xue Yun hurriedly opened the formation and let the two enter the cave.

That's right, these two are Chen Ping's second uncle Chen Baishan and cousin Chen Hongjie.

When Chen An was alive, the relationship between the two families was still relatively close.

In recent years, with the death of Chen An, Chen Ping devoted himself to cultivation and did not ask about trivial matters, so he slowly became estranged from his second uncle's family.

After a while, seeing that the two cups of spiritual tea had been brewed, but Chen Ping had not yet appeared, Chen Baishan's face fell unnaturally, and he asked, "Yun girl, isn't Ping'er in Yuxuan Cave?" ”

"Second uncle, Pinglang is in retreat in a secret room at the moment, and I am in charge of all matters at home for the time being."

Xue Yun smiled, and had some guesses about the sudden visit of Chen Baishan's father and son, probably for the shop in Crescent Valley!

"Ridiculous!"

Chen Baishan snorted coldly, his fingernails dotted on the eaves of the teacup, and said unceremoniously: "You are an outsider, what can you decide?" Go and call Ping'er out, I have something important to negotiate with him this time. ”

At the same time, Chen Hongjie, who was sitting on the side, also smiled contemptuously and said sarcastically: "Sister-in-law, you should invite the eldest brother out, we have a lot of affairs, how can we have time to spend here all the time?" ”

The domineering spirit of Chen Baishan's father and son was not deliberately aimed at Xue Yun.

The Chen family has become more and more powerful in recent years, and there are many dependents who flock to it.

The Xue family on White Leaf Island was only one of their Chen family's vassal forces.

To put it mildly, it is almost equivalent to a master-servant relationship.

What's more, Xue Yun is not valued in the Xue family.

Her own grandfather was the head of the Xue family.

Although this person is a foundation building monk, he is more interested in the art of the house.

In his life, he married more than ten wives and concubines and gave birth to twenty or thirty children.

They spread out, and by Xue Yun's generation, the number of descendants had swelled dramatically.

Xue Yun was just a mediocre junior with a low-grade spiritual root, and it was impossible for him to get his grandfather's special attention.

Her position in her mother's family is so embarrassing, and she is even more soft-spoken when she arrives in her strong husband's family.

"Pinglang had explained before the retreat that he should not be disturbed if anything happens. So, please forgive Yun'er for being rude. ”

Xue Yun bit her lip and whispered, but her face revealed a sense of determination.

"Huh!"

Chen Baishan raised his eyebrows, slapped the table, and was furious: "Xue Yun, give you ten breaths of time, go and call Chen Ping out for me!" ”

"Boom!"

At this moment, the closed stone door shattered open, and a thin figure slowly approached from the dust.

Expressionlessly squinting at these two uninvited guests, Chen Ping said faintly: "Second uncle, Xue Yun is my Taoist companion, I can't allow you to speak angrily, this Yuxuan Cave is my territory, no one can be presumptuous here!" ”

"Cousin, how did you talk to your elders?"

Chen Hongjie was young and vigorous, and suddenly retorted sharply.

"Excuse me to retreat and cultivate, second uncle, you have to give me an explanation today!"

Chen Ping directly ignored Chen Hongjie, staring at Chen Baishan with his eyes, word by word, cold as snow.

He was refining the Earth Flame Sword, and he was disturbed by someone in this kind of joint, which made him almost fall short.

Chen Ping was furious at this moment!

If it weren't for his identity, he would have fanned these two noisy flies to death.

Seeing Chen Ping's terrifying appearance of cutting his teeth and choosing people to devour people, Chen Baishan's eyelids jumped wildly!

This kid has a perverse personality since he was a child, and now that his eldest brother has passed away, there is no one to cure.

But after thinking about it, he did ask for something when he came back to Yuxuan Cave this time, and it was useless to anger Chen Ping.

Chen Baishan lowered his posture and said slightly apologetically: "Ping'er, the second uncle is a little anxious. I also just heard the news from the House of Internal Affairs that you want to sell your shop, so I hurried over. ”

Seeing that he was soft, Chen Ping suppressed his anger for the time being, but he still said coldly: "The shop was handed down by my father, and it is up to me to decide whether to sell or not, second uncle, what advice do you have?" ”

"I don't know how much Ping'er want to sell? Based on the second uncle's analysis, it would not be a problem to sell four or five thousand spirit stones. ”

Chen Baishan asked tentatively.

Chen Ping frowned, and said bluntly: "Second uncle, it's not interesting to beat around the bush. ”

"Hongjie!"

Chen Baishan looked at his son, and Xuan Xuan said very much: "Show it to your cousin." ”

"You're watching!"

Chen Hongjie glanced at Chen Ping coldly, crossed his hands in front of him, and his eyes were shining with smart light.

The next moment, the aura on his body began to climb violently.

In the blink of an eye, he broke through from the sixth layer of Qi training and stepped into the seventh layer of Qi training!

Chen Hongjie is twenty-two years old and is a medium-grade gold and water spirit root.

According to common sense, at this age, it is difficult to cultivate to the seventh level of Qi cultivation.

Seeing that the spiritual power he released was thin and different, and he was far from being able to do it like a finger, Chen Ping had an inference at the moment.

"My cousin must have swallowed a lot of pills to barely make the cut!"

"His foundation is not stable, he should retreat to consolidate his realm, it is really unwise to come to my Yuxuan Cave to waste time."

Chen Ping said indifferently.

"Ping'er!"

Chen Baishan was excited, and said in a trembling voice: "Two years later, it will be a life-and-death succession qualification for us. ”

"In order to win, Hongjie braved the aftermath of an unstable foundation, refining the pill day and night, and only then did he break through the barrier in one fell swoop and advance to the seventh layer!"

Chen Baishan is a low-grade spiritual root, and since he was a child, he has stepped on the immortal path, and his cultivation progress has been pressed by his eldest brother Chen An.

Frustrated, he devoted himself to running the industry, and over the years he has accumulated a considerable amount of money.

Now, although he is still at the fifth level of Qi training, he can't advance an inch.

But with his full support, his son Chen Hongjie entered the seventh layer of qi cultivation one step earlier than Chen Ping, as if he had recovered what he had lost.

"Oh, and then?"

Chen Ping sneered and said noncommittally.

"Ping'er, Second Uncle hopes that after you sell the shop in Crescent Moon Valley, you will take out two thousand spirit stones, and I will find a way to get together and buy a three-striped Qiyang Pill for your cousin, so that his cultivation can be further improved!"

"That way, you're more sure of winning."

Chen Baishan said in his mouth, turned around and hugged Chen Ping's shoulder, and said sincerely: "Ping'er, I hope you take the overall situation first!" ”

"Ahem......"

Next to him, Xue Yun was drinking Linghua tea and almost choked on his throat.

Chen Baishan's idea is too naïve, right?

Let Chen Ping give out the spirit stone for his son to cultivate, and still want him to take care of the overall situation?

Changing to the previous Chen Ping, there is still a little possibility of taking into account the love of the bloodline.

Now, it's obviously self-inflicted.

"Haha...... It's ridiculous! ”

Chen Ping's figure flashed, dodged Chen Baishan, pointed at him, and laughed wantonly.

Qiyang Dan, alias "Xiao Zhuji Dan".

Cultivators below the eighth layer of the Qi Realm can directly break through to a small realm.

Each monk can only take one tablet in his lifetime.

Because of its rank-breaking effect, although this pill is listed as a product, the price has always been high.

The most common Qiyang Pill is sold for three thousand spirit stones.

As for the three-pattern Qiyang Pill that Chen Baishan wanted to buy for his son, the price would never be less than five thousand!

"Ping'er, what do you mean?"

Chen Baishan said angrily: "It doesn't matter if you want to give it or not!" ”

"This spirit stone should be borrowed by the second uncle, and I will pay you back on a monthly basis after Dabi."

With his eyes half-closed, Chen Ping grinned and said, "Second uncle, it's okay to borrow your spirit stone." But my brother settles the accounts, and my nephew doesn't deceive you, two thousand spirit stones, one thousand years of interest, how about it? ”

"What!"

After listening to the first half of the sentence, Chen Baishan was still a little relieved.

But the more I listened to it, the more wrong it became.

The interest rate is so outrageous that it can't be described with the sky-high asking price, and it is obviously a deliberate attempt to play tricks on them.

"Cousin, are you really not borrowing?"

Chen Hongjie raised his eyebrows and threatened: "Once Dabi is defeated and loses his identity as a descendant, you can also keep the position of the town guard?" ”

"You don't have to worry about that."

Chen Ping waved his hand and said impatiently: "Yun'er, send off!" ”

"Yes, Hirao."

Chen Ping's tough attitude made Xue Yun, who had just been wronged, feel happy, and said bluntly: "Second uncle, please go back!" ”

"Good, good, good! Hongjie, let's go! ”

Chen Baishan's chest bulged violently, kicked over a stone table that blocked the way, and left with Chen Hongjie.

Chen Ping watched the two of them out of the cave, and couldn't stop sneering again and again.

Not to mention that the spirit stones obtained from the sale of the shop were intended to be used to buy the True Illusion Mask, even if it was temporarily useless, he would not be kind enough to lend it to others.

Among the monks, the emphasis is on the word "fight".

Chen Hongjie's cultivation has improved, what is the benefit to him?

Anyway, the lineage is big, and it is enough for him Chen Ping alone.

If the second uncle's family is honest and obedient, Chen Ping will allow them to continue to enjoy the privileges.

If not, he wouldn't mind severing relations with Chen Baishan.

"Yun'er, I expect to retreat for a few more days. If Chen Baishan came again, he would be directly refused. ”

Chen Ping commanded, and the Earth Flame Sword unsheathed and cut a huge stone wall, blocking the hole in the secret room.