An hour after Chen Ping left, Xue Yun had already packed his bags.

Grabbing. She put the giant poisonous bee colony and the blue water turtle eggs into the spirit beast bag, and then lit a fire.

In an instant, all the contents of the retreat chamber were burned to ashes.

"Dad, brother, wait for me to come back!"

Closing the big array, Xue Yun resolutely went out of the cave, and the purpose was the Haichang Island ferry.

……

The sea is turbulent, and a small boat is moving on the water, like a leaf drifting away in the wind.

After a while, the boat slowly approached the shore.

On the deck ahead, a monk in green clothes jumped onto the beach.

This monk naturally left Chen Ping from Haichang Island.

He drove the spirit boat to sail more than 800 miles in one go, and it only took a few hours to reach Xiuning Island.

This island is the residence of the Guanjia.

Patriarch Guan Hongjian, an old peak cultivator of the Qi Cultivation Realm.

There are also several seventh- and eighth-level qi practitioners in the clan, but compared to the Liu family on Ci'an Island, they are much stronger.

Guanjia Lingzhi is superb and famous, and many monks come to seek medicine every year.

Just when Chen Ping received the spirit boat, another piece of offshore sea more than 100 zhang away, a delicate boat also stopped.

Then, a tall girl in a power suit jumped off the boat.

This woman looked innocent and innocent, but her expression was solemn, and she seemed to be worried as if she was hiding something on her mind.

I saw her patting the storage bag, and after putting away the spirit boat, she ignored Chen Ping not far away, and ran towards the island with her head down.

"Small spirit boat, forget it."

Chen Ping's face calmly withdrew his gaze.

If this woman was driving a medium-sized spirit boat, he wouldn't mind taking it by force.

A monk who has only cultivated the eighth level of qi cannot be called an opponent at all.

……

As soon as he landed on the island, Chen Ping felt refreshed and stretched his muscles very comfortably.

Although the spiritual power here cannot be compared with Haichang Island, it is fresh and refreshing, with a hint of herbal and fruity aroma.

It should be because the Guan family has planted a large number of spiritual plants.

In such a small place as Xiuning Island, Chen Ping went around a few times and found the location of Guanfu.

"What do you have to do?"

Outside the mansion, a young man with a third layer of qi training blocked the door, and said with a vigilant look.

Chen Ping's expression was indifferent but he did not answer.

Then, he spotted an acquaintance through the half-open door, so he raised his voice and shouted, "Deacon Guan, Chen Ping is visiting." ”

A thousand feet away from the gate, two monks, a man and a woman, were walking in the direction of the back hall.

As soon as the Dao robe male cultivator heard this, he immediately stopped his pace, turned around and greeted him, with a bright smile on his face: "Distinguished guest is coming, Chen Daoyou, please come in!" ”

"Don't come to harm's way."

Chen Ping said.

This lean old man is the deacon of the Guan family who sells fire grass at the exchange visit, Guan Shuozhou.

"Dong'er, don't get out of the way! Chen Daoyou is a descendant of the Haichang Chen family! ”

Guan Shuozhou turned his face and reprimanded unhappily.

"Ahh

The young man named Guan Dong panicked and moved out of the aisle, revealing a deferential look: "Chen ...... Seniors, please come in. ”

The Haichang Chen family, that is a large force with five foundation-building monks, makes the Guan family admire the existence of the snort.

In previous years, the Chen family who entered the island had to be treated with courtesy, not to mention the dignified lineage!

"Why did Chen Daoyou visit in person, Xiao Lao'er still wants to send the fire grass to your mansion next month!"

Guan Shuozhou said with a smile, stretched out his hands, and slightly bent down to lead Chen Ping to the mansion.

"I'm going to go out in the future, so I'll come to you to get the medicine first."

Chen Ping said indifferently.

"Is the two of you over, Yao's matter can't be delayed!"

The tall woman who was originally about to walk to the back hall saw Guan Shuozhou returning to receive others, and her face immediately changed, and the cold light in her eyes brightened.

This woman with a baby face is not the one who landed on the island at about the same time as Chen Ping just now.

"Chen Ping Daoyou, please also come into the living room to drink a cup of spiritual tea."

Guan Shuozhou laughed dryly, and scolded in his heart: "He is a monk of the Chen family, I can't even stammer, you are a loose cultivator who knows a fart!" ”

"Fellow Daoist, the next thing can't be delayed, you better greet me first!"

Chen Ping's expression was as usual, and he didn't mean to let her be humble.

"Is Haichang Chen really so domineering?"

The woman's voice was cold, and she said with anger.

Listening to her tone, she seems to rely on it, and she is not afraid of Chen Ping's identity.

Chen Ping glanced at her indifferently, ignored her directly, and said to Guan Shuozhou: "Guan Daoyou, I need sixty fire grasses, and the year must not be less than fifty years. ”

"You're so daring, do you know who the family teacher is? What his old man advised, you, a Qi cultivator, dare to cut in line and add to the blockage? ”

The female cultivator surnamed Yao was furious and screamed sharply.

If it weren't for Shizun's serious injuries and inconvenience, how could she be angry in this small Guan family.

"This ......"

Guan Shuozhou stroked his forehead, feeling in a dilemma.

This beautiful female cultivator is not a casual cultivator, and it seems that there is probably a foundation building monk behind her.

But this ordinary young monk next to him is not an ordinary person.

Regardless of his background, a few months ago, he defeated Chen Dieyu and retained his position as a descendant of Xiu Ning Island.

Such a qi cultivator with great magical powers and is expected to build a foundation, he does not dare to open his sins.

"Oh?"

巘戅九饼 Chinese戅. Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and said gloomily: "I don't care who your master is, but this is my Chen family's sea area, whether it is a dragon or a snake, you have to coil it for me!" ”

After that, he also looked at Guanshuo Prefecture with a little meaning.

was stared at by him like this, and Guan Shuozhou suddenly shook.

Oh, yes!

His family is only a small ninth-rate force attached to him, and the entire Xiuning Island is rewarded by the Chen family.

Even if there is a foundation building monk behind this female cultivator, the elders of the Chen family are not vegetarians.

"Chen Daoyou, I'm going to the Spirit Garden to pick fire grass."

After figuring out the key, Guanshuozhou made a choice immediately.

"Yao Daoyou, I'm sorry, please wait a moment."

"When you settle the bill later, Xiao Lao'er will give you a nine-percent discount."

Guan Shuozhou apologized and remedied.

At this point, he could only try his best to minimize the senior's dissatisfaction with his family.

"Not necessarily!"

The female cultivator surnamed Yao snorted coldly, her face like a glacier.

"Dare to be arrogant in front of me Yao Yuesheng, if this was in Feiyue Island, I would have beaten you to your knees and begged for mercy."

"When I go back, I will definitely tell the master about this matter, and let the old man be the master."

"With the means of the master, this rampant monk surnamed Chen will definitely be better off than dead!"

As the thought turned, she simply closed her eyes, rolled up her skirt, and slowly found a chair to sit down.

Just as she was pulling her skirt, a gust of fragrant wind spread, and a few grains of rouge powder as thin as dust floated onto Chen Ping's shoulders.

Chen Ping's divine sense was strong and abnormal, and he immediately noticed the small movements arranged by this woman.

"Look for death!"

He had a strong murderous intent in his heart, but he remained silent on the surface, and sat opposite the female cultivator surnamed Yao by himself.