After opening the ban, Chen Ping walked quickly, entered Haichang City, and went straight to Fuge Mountain.

Fuge Mountain is the concentrated residence of the Chen family.

Chen Ping also has a three-in, three-out courtyard in Fuge Mountain.

It's just that his parents have passed away over the years, and he has been guarding Lantian Town for a long time, and he has never lived in the other courtyard of Fuge Mountain again.

The Chen family has strict rules, but there has been no robbery of the mansion and the destruction of people's spiritual fields.

Chen Ping's return to the mountain this time has only one purpose.

Go to the cultivation place of the second uncle Chen Baishan, and select the person who will continue the lineage in Dabi more than a month.

Otherwise, that family was still immersed in the illusion that Chen Hongjie represented his own line to participate in the competition at this time!

Of course, if Chen Hongjie is strong enough and has the ability to win, Chen Ping is too lazy to make a move.

Being surrounded by a large group of monks who were once juniors, Chen Ping felt cold when he thought about it.

But reality is reality.

Just as the fourth elder Chen Yiru saw through at a glance, Chen Hongjie couldn't even pass Chen Xun's pass, where was he qualified to shoulder the heavy responsibility.

The identity of the descendant, he Chen Ping is ironclad to keep!

On the north side of Fuge Mountain, there is an ancient garden.

The small bridge flows water, and it is scattered.

The pavilion stone table is full of green bamboo, and the rockery is lined up.

In the pavilion next to the pond, Chen Baishan sat calmly on the main seat.

Chen Ping came face to face with him, with one foot on a huge peony bone.

"Ping'er, why do you have time to come to my humble house today?"

Chen Baishan said coldly.

Since the last time he asked Chen Ping to borrow the spirit stone, he had recognized this son's cool temperament.

For the sake of Qiyang Dan, he raised money everywhere.

Although he reluctantly gathered the spirit stones in the end and didn't have to sell the shop, he blamed Chen Ping for losing his old face.

"Second uncle."

Chen Ping arched his hand perfunctorily and said bluntly: "In the family competition in a month, I will still participate in the battle on behalf of this branch!" ”

"Ahem!"

Chen Baishan drank the spiritual juice that splashed to his mouth, and he even wondered if he had heard it wrong!

"Ping'er, how can you be honest about this kind of thing?"

Chen Baishan was displeased and glared at him fiercely.

"I'm serious."

The corners of Chen Ping's mouth tugged, and a surging and refined aura rushed straight towards the other party.

"Qi training...... Eight floors! ”

Chen Baishan stood up suddenly, his eyes widened in shock, and the expression on his face froze suddenly.

A year and a half ago, my nephew was only practicing the sixth layer of qi.

It's only been a long time since he broke two small steps in a row.

Could it be that like Hongjie, he swallowed a large amount of pills to increase his cultivation?

Yes, it must be!

Chen Baishan shook his head with hatred that iron could not be made of steel, and said, "Ping'er, why are you so hard!" ”

"We are close relatives, one is prosperous, and the other is lost."

"No matter who participates in the war on behalf of the lineage, as long as you can get the first place and maintain the position of the descendant."

"But in order to be angry with me, you and Hongjie steal the limelight, and you don't hesitate to abuse foreign objects. If the eldest brother knows something, he will definitely blame you for your childish behavior! ”

Chen Ping's anger flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Second uncle, my time is very precious. You better let your cousin come over, the winner is king! ”

"Do you want to compete with Hongjie?"

Chen Baishan's eyebrows were squeezed together, and he was a little angry: "Okay, you wait here for a while." Hongjie is in retreat in the inner courtyard, and I will call him over! ”

"Daddy."

At this moment, a young man with a majestic and handsome spirit jumped over, agile and smooth.

The person who came was Chen Hongjie.

He was originally practicing magic in the backyard, but he was disturbed by the movement of the outside world.

Although his cultivation mainly relied on pills to advance, the realm of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation was still real.

Now, his divine sense can probe the nearby eighty zhang radius, and he can easily listen to the second half of the conversation between Daddy and Chen Ping.

When he heard that Chen Ping was going to compete with him for the candidate to participate in the war, he immediately couldn't bear it.

In the past six months, he has elevated the "Water Bow Technique" to the realm of Xiaocheng, and has obtained a new superb magic weapon in his hand, and he feels a little confident in his heart.

Full of calculations, cousin Chen Ping has just advanced to the eighth level of qi training.

It is estimated that even Daoji is not stable, so he dares to openly provoke him?

Chen Hongjie's eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly: "Cousin, I always thought that you were just withdrawn and unsympathetic, but I didn't expect you to be so self-conscious!" ”

"Who is the egg and who is the stone, it will be clear if you have done a game."

Chen Ping said domineeringly.

"Hongjie, since your cousin has this self-confidence, then fight with him, whoever wins will participate in the war on behalf of his own line!"

Relying on the identity of an elder, Chen Baishan said to himself.

"Cousin, offended!"

After that, Chen Hongjie's palm lit up, and a touch of blue light appeared, condensing into a six-foot long bow.

Immediately after, a sparkling arrow of pure water was automatically generated at the bowstring.

Chen Hongjie opened his arms and aimed his bow and arrow at Chen Ping.

"How dare you hold it up!"

Seeing that Chen Ping was still stepping on the spirit flower expressionlessly, not moving at all, Chen Hongjie couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said angrily.

With a "whoosh", the bow and arrow left the string at the next moment, sweeping a trace of cold momentum, straight to Chen Ping's chest.

Slow, too slow.

And it's not just slow, the power of this water bow technique is also weak and vulnerable in Chen Ping's opinion.

Chen Ping snorted disdainfully, his big sleeves turned around for half a circle, and he threw out a few nimble fire snakes very casually, intercepting the water arrows that shot at him.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The dull sound of a fire being extinguished was endless.

The water arrow cracks inch by inch and dissipates into invisibility.

"What!"

Chen Hongjie's confident demeanor quickly faded, and his face was full of surprise.

The power of the five elements is mutually reinforcing.

Water can extinguish fire, and under the premise of the same realm of common sense, Chen Hongjie, who cultivates the water system exercises, has a slight advantage.

However, the actual situation has verified that the restraint relationship between the attributes of the five elements is only relative.

When there is a qualitative difference in the level of attributes, fire can disperse water!

"You've lost."

The fire snake controlled by Chen Ping with his divine thoughts, in addition to the few that were destroyed by the water arrows, one of them passed through the pond and entangled Chen Hongjie's neck and carotid artery, dancing with claws and teeth, revealing his fierce appearance!

"Ping'er, keep your hands!"

Chen Baishan exclaimed in surprise, for fear that Chen Ping would not be able to reach his thoughts and kill his son.

"Humph!"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and recalled the fire snake's spiritual power.

This is Fuge Mountain, of course he can't ignore the family's ban and go on a killing spree.

What's more, Chen Hongjie is his cousin after all.

The cause of the dispute between the two families is nothing more than who participates in the big competition, and it is not to the point of breaking the net.

Seeing that his son's crisis was eliminated, Chen Baishan breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes towards Chen Ping became a little gentle.

"I'm not convinced, do it again!"

Chen Hongjie's lips trembled, and his face swelled into black and purple.

He pointed at Chen Ping angrily, and suddenly pulled out a short whip from the storage bag.

"Hongjie!"

Chen Baishan reprimanded: "If you lose, you will lose, your cousin is a step ahead, don't be embarrassed!" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Chen Ping, hoping that the two could fight again.

Because Chen Hongjie lost too fast!

He didn't even come to his senses, and it was over.

Even though Chen Ping's strength is strong, Hongjie will not even have the strength to fight back!

It must be that the son is too careless.

If you can do it again, Hongjie has a vigilance, and you can't say who will kill the deer in the end.

"Today I will convince you of losing."

Chen Ping chuckled, stepped on the soles of his feet, and grabbed Chen Hongjie with his bare hands like an eagle!

……

Half an hour later.

This idyllic courtyard has long since been unrecognizable.

The rockery was broken in its entirety, and the clear water in the pond was almost empty.

Chen Hongjie leaned on a stool decadently, his hair flying away, his clothes ragged, and extremely desolate.

His father, Chen Baishan, had a pale complexion, and he had mixed tastes for a while.

Ten times!

With just this moment, Chen Ping defeated his son ten times in a row!

dignified, without any tricks, and even just using a high-grade magic weapon.

And Chen Hongjie is magic weapon, and even the best magic weapon that was originally intended to be hidden as a killer weapon has been sacrificed.

But the end is still ten deaths.

The most terrifying thing is that in every fight, Chen Hongjie insisted on three moves at most, and he was quickly defeated.

Inexplicably, Chen Ping got close and hit the vital point.

If it weren't for the fact that the aura released by Chen Ping was indeed the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, Chen Baishan's father and son would have wondered if he was a foundation building monk in disguise.