Four months later.

Yuxuan Cave in the middle of the night, unusually quiet.

In the past few months, Chen Ping and Xue Yun, the owners of the cave mansion, have not taken a single step.

Playing with the light white elixir in his hand, Chen Ping's eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips.

This pill is the famous Qiyang Dan, also known as "Xiaozhuji Dan".

A few days ago, Chen Yiru sent a maid to send this pill.

The three-pattern Qiyang Pill is worth at least five thousand spirit stones.

The key is that there is no market, and it is extremely difficult to obtain the connections of Qi cultivators.

However, Chen Yiru, as an elder of the foundation building, has his own source of channels.

"It's kind of interesting."

Chen Ping pinched Qiyang Dan and spun it back and forth.

Since his father died in battle, Chen Yiru's love for him seems to have suddenly deepened by several notches.

His position as the guard of Lantian Town may not be the result of her old man's interference.

Otherwise, just with the flawed sleeve given to Chen Xun, where can he get through so easily.

"I hope you don't have ulterior motives."

Chen Ping twisted his neck slowly, and a trace of coldness erupted from his pupils.

For now, his perception of Chen Yiru is okay.

If this Fourth Elder really supported him sincerely, he would definitely repay him in the future.

On the other hand, if he has bad intentions, he is not a marionette.

……

The sun rises in the east.

After a night of cultivation, Chen Ping's whole person reached a kind of saturation.

The aura in the meridians converged to the dantian, over and over again, like a raging wave, slapping against the reef blocking the way.

After several months of taking the Fire Evil Cream, his cultivation was improving at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

Although it had been less than a year since he had broken through to the seventh level of Qi cultivation, his Dao foundation was solid and strong, and he was not below the old cultivators of the same rank.

At this time, Chen Ping already had the foundation to swallow Qiyang Dan and use external force to forcibly break through the realm.

Opening his mouth, Chen Ping didn't say a word, and swallowed Qiyang Dan into his mouth.

The taste of Qiyang Dan is extremely bitter, and after taking it, there are bursts of burning pain.

If you change to an ordinary mortal, I'm afraid that you will faint in pain.

Even if Chen Ping is as resolute and tenacious as him, after using his spiritual power to nourish the muscles and veins of his whole body, he will have to go through a long period of suffering.

After a while, the medicinal effect of the Qiyang Pill then attacked, and compared to the mildness of those pills that improved cultivation into pills, this Qiyang Pill was simply extremely domineering.

The pain of the burning pulse lasted for a long time, and after Chen Ping sweated profusely, it finally gradually became weaker.

His whole person is like a long-necked bottle at this time.

The spiritual power in the body is rushing, and it has filled the entire space like water.

"Boom"

The endless majestic medicinal power was instantly released, spreading to all parts of the body, constantly transforming into extremely pure spiritual power, and integrating into all the meridians.

Under the medicinal effect of Qiyang Pill, in just a few breaths, the bottleneck of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation easily collapsed.

After breaking through the bottleneck, the surging spiritual power surged towards the dantian like a tide.

The spiritual power in the meridians and spiritual points is also converging towards the center.

At this time, Chen Ping had already completed a breakthrough and successfully became a monk of the eighth level of Qi cultivation.

Moreover, the spiritual power in the dantian was still growing slightly.

Chen Ping knew very well that this was the medicinal power of Qiyang Pill that had not been exhausted.

This slow process, after lasting for half a long time, finally gradually returned to nothingness.

At this time, Chen Ping's cultivation of the eighth layer of Qi had been completely stabilized.

"It's worthy of Kotsukidan."

Chen Ping opened his eyes and shook off the black filth around him.

Even if he had used Qiyang Dan in his previous life, he couldn't help but be moved by the magic of this Dan.

Rank-breaking pills like Qiyang Dan and Zhuji Dan have gone through many generations of alchemists to figure out and modify before they have the amazing effect they have now.

The breakthrough of three days and three nights made Chen Ping's whole person look new.

The spiritual power that contains but does not leak gives people a real coercion.

Chen Ping pushed lightly, and the stone door opened.

Turning his head to look at the secret room next to him, the door was locked and closed, and a thin layer of dust fell.

Chen Ping punched a divine sense into it.

After entering the eighth layer of Qi training, the power of the divine soul increased again.

The derived divine consciousness can now cover a distance of three hundred and fifty zhang, which is not much different from that of the early foundation building monks.

With a snap of his fingers, he suddenly saw everything inside.

"Huh?"

Chen Ping frowned, quickly split the heavy lock, and his figure flashed into the secret room.

I saw Xue Yun lying next to the stone table, his face bloodless, and his eyes closed tightly.

"Yun'er?"

Chen Ping hurriedly helped her up, and after inspecting her, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After consuming ten years of longevity at once, Xue Yun's qi and blood loss was serious, and he fainted temporarily.

Chen Ping placed her on the bed, then turned his gaze to the Xuanhuo Raven.

The Xuanhuo Crow was full of business brilliance.

The breathing was steady, and although it was not awake, it was many times stronger than before.

It seems that the longevity transfer technique has obviously been successful.

……

The night is as cool as water.

After being in a coma for nearly half a day, Xue Yun woke up faintly.

The first thing I saw was a blurry figure.

"Hiro."

When he saw the man clearly, his curved eyelashes trembled, and Xue Yun called out, and he was about to get up and salute.

"You're so resting."

Chen Ping pressed her shoulders and said softly.

"Hmm."

Xue Yun sighed and said, "How is the Xuanhuo Crow?" ”

"This beast has a strong sense of self-protection, and has taken the initiative to block the five senses to delay the passage of life."

Chen Ping said unhurriedly.

And before Xue Yun could rejoice, he heard his tone change a little indifferently: "This Xuanhuo Crow belongs to your uncle Xue Wen, and the others have died in my hands." ”

Xue Yun lowered her eyebrows and was stunned, and her expression didn't seem to change much.

It is true that Xue Wen is his own uncle, but the kinship between them is very cold.

For as long as she can remember, she doesn't seem to have said a few words to this ninth uncle.

Even when he suddenly heard that Xue Wen was dead, Xue Yun's state of mind was still as calm as water.

Seeing that she was silent, Chen Ping quietly moved his pace and was about to retreat.

As he expected, Xue Yun's feelings for the family were not deep.

Besides, being able to tell her is considered benevolent.

Even if this woman is resentful, Chen Ping will not let go of her body and comfort her with kind words.

"Pinglang, Yun'er has something to ask for."

Xue Yun struggled to climb off the bed, knelt down and said, "Yun'er wants to take her father, mother, and younger brother to Haichang Island to cultivate. ”

Chen Ping's heart moved, he stopped at the door, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, let's find a place for them to settle in Lantian Town first!" ”

Xue Yun stretched out her smile, and the previous tiredness was swept away.

His father Xue Dahai is the seventh son of his grandfather Xue Zhengkong.

It's just that the cultivation talent is poor, and he barely managed to break through the sixth layer of Qi cultivation in his sixties.

Most of the cultivators are unkind and unkind, cutting off the sensibility of mortals.

Xue Zhengkong has many children, and there are many who have spiritual roots.

Xue Dahai's mother is just an ordinary Qi cultivator, and she is not loved by Xue Zhengkong.

Xue Dahai, who is only a spiritual root, can't let his father look at him differently.

After Xue Dahai married a wife and had a child, Xue Zhengkong symbolically rewarded him with more than ten acres of spiritual land, and completely forgot about this son to the point where he didn't know which one.

Xue Dahai gave birth to three sons and three daughters, and Xue Yun is her youngest daughter.

The first four children did not have spiritual roots, and according to the clan rules, they were sent to the mortal world early.

Therefore, there are only three close relatives recognized by Xue Yun.

Father Xue Dahai, mother Yue'e, younger brother Xue Yifei.

For Chen Ping, this is just a small matter of sesame seeds.

Come on, come on!

Let them stay in Lantian Town first, and then help them settle in Haichang City in a few years.

The right should be to compensate Xue Yun for performing the longevity transfer technique.