In the pile of magic weapons collected by Tao Tianqi, there were also two small pure cyan beads.

"Shadow beads."

Chen Ping took a look, and he couldn't be more familiar with this thing.

Grabbing. Lingering pearls, a kind of exotic treasure.

The function is to record a picture and sound, which lasts for about half an hour.

It has a wide range of uses.

Many monks record their cultivation experiences with photo beads before they sit down.

Selling a copy of the exercises, if it comes with a photo recorded by the predecessors, can often add a lot of value.

Because the images are much more vivid than the rigid text descriptions in the jade slips.

Of course, the photo bead has this special effect, and the price is not cheap, one price is about 2,000 spirit stones.

These two pearls are still brand new.

He planned to keep it for now, and not use it.

"Hmm, this is?"

In one corner, Chen Ping saw a jade plate that was clean and flawless.

No, half a block to be exact.

This plate is crystal clear, exuding a faint glow like moonlight.

However, the jade plate seemed to split from the middle, and the other side was nowhere to be found.

Chen Ping's heart moved, and he took the jade plate to the outside world.

Immediately after, there was one more piece of information in my mind.

"The inheritance of the mantle left by Brother Jindan?"

Chen Ping squinted, looking extremely interested.

The information transmitted by the jade plate is not complicated, only a brief introduction to the life of the owner of this thing, Hongyun Ancestor, and a map.

In fact, this big man doesn't need to be introduced, Chen Ping also knows a lot.

Because his name is too thunderous in the cultivation world of the Yuanyan Islands.

Hongyun Zhenren, a famous high-level power 1,500 years ago.

He cultivated to the great consummation of Jindan in his life, and his supernatural power shook hundreds of thousands of miles of sea near him.

His starting point was not very high, and he was originally just an ordinary disciple of a small Yuandan sect.

In the second year after he had just broken the foundation, the sect was wiped out, from the Yuandan Ancestor to the Qi Cultivation Disciples, and almost died.

Only Hongyun and a handful of Zhuji deacons escaped.

Later, Hongyun Zhenren had another chance, and cultivated all the way to the Jindan realm, and destroyed the enemy.

Hongyun Zhenren, who was accustomed to wandering and detaining, did not rebuild the sect again, but chose to be a free and easy cultivator.

Hongyun is a real person, and is nicknamed "Dadao Shuzi" by later generations.

Why is there such an alias?

Hongyun District is a spiritual root, but after the foundation is built, it is like a bamboo, and it is promoted to a big level every hundred years, and soon becomes the Jindan ancestor admired by Wan Xiu.

It's all down to his transcendent luck, which is beyond the reach of the dust.

In his life, he found the treasures left by more than a dozen powerful predecessors, and all kinds of small opportunities continued one after another.

It is rumored that Hongyun Ancestor is either meeting an opportunity, or on the way to an opportunity.

As for the metaphor of him as a "Great Dao Concubine", he is not up to the "Great Dao Concubine", because he finally stopped at the Jindan realm, and he died after a thousand years of enjoyment.

Hongyun Zhenren's sitting cave has always been a mystery.

Countless juniors searched for clues and walked all over the Yuanyan Islands, but there was no result.

This Tao Tianqi and the Master Mingxi actually found the Beppu of Hongyun Zhenren, and I don't know how credible it is.

According to the jade plate, Hongyun Zhenren left a total of eight Beppu.

Each Beppu has a rare treasure, as well as this jade plate.

In the complete jade plate, the exact location of the Zahua Cave Mansion is recorded.

It's a pity that the other half of this jade plate has a high probability of falling into the hands of the people of Mingxi.

"Beppu Secret Treasure is also in Mingxi Old Road."

A cold chill erupted in Chen Ping's eyes.

According to Yao Yuesheng, she fled with Tao Tianqi on her back that day, and after a while, the Master of Mingxi also flew out of the sea.

His injuries were equally serious, not far behind Tao Tianqi.

After seeing Yao Yuesheng, the Venerable Master Mingxi fled in the opposite direction.

After getting the Beppu Secret Treasure and half a jade plate, presumably that guy would not be stupid enough to return to his lair to recuperate.

The Yuanyan Islands have a vast area, and they will not be able to find out at all for a while.

Suppressing this matter, Chen Ping began to count the harvest of this battle.

Yao Yuesheng's most valuable thing was two superb magic weapons, and the other bits and pieces added up to about 10,000 spirit stones.

And Tao Tianqigui is a master of foundation building, and his worth is much richer.

Counting talismans, ores, spirit grass, storage rings and other miscellaneous items, the total value is as high as 50,000 spirit stones.

It seems that this Tao Tianqi has served as the deputy leader of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance for decades, and he has also made a lot of money.

淘戅戅。 Of course, the price paid by Chen Ping was particularly heavy.

The destruction of the Earth Flame Sword does not count, the three-year longevity and ten drops of essence blood consumed by the Demon Luo Blood Explosion Technique are not something that can be recovered by just a few spirit stones.

But he didn't regret it either.

Yao Yueshang had bad intentions and sprinkled soul-breaking powder on him, and for this alone, Chen Ping would not let go of their master and apprentice.

Second, a foundation building monk who was seriously injured and his strength was greatly damaged, this kind of opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The only surprise was that Tao Tianqi's supernatural powers were a few points better than he expected.

Cultivating immortals is against the sky, which is cruel and realistic.

If one day, he Chen Ping falls into the hands of a certain power, there is nothing to be sad about.

If the technology is inferior to others, there will never be equality.

……

Ten days later.

During this period, Chen Ping simply practiced the Nanli Wheel and the Nawu Stone Ring, and for the time being, he could exert fifty percent of his power.

Spiritual weapons can be different from magical weapons.

The first sacrifice of the foundation building monks takes at least a few months.

Hengshan Island lacks aura, so it can only end here.

The follow-up refining took too long, so I still waited until I went to Jinrui Island and then slowly figured it out.

Since Nanli Wheel was a medium-grade spiritual weapon, Chen Ping could only use one blow, and he would exhaust his spiritual power.

The Ebonite Ring, on the other hand, can be activated about twice.

But that's outrageous.

After all, spiritual weapons have always been the exclusive property of foundation building monks.

Chen Ping's mana is strong, especially the power of the divine soul is comparable to that of Zhuji, so he can barely drive the spiritual weapon.

Otherwise, this first level of sacrificial cultivation would have blocked nine out of nine Qi cultivators.

After applying a dust removal technique, Chen Ping changed into a clean cyan robe.

Then the thought flashed, and the ring that was originally worn on the index finger of the left hand slowly disappeared.

"Occultism", this is a small function that comes with the storage ring.

Ordinary people whose divine consciousness power is lower than him will not be able to see the true body of the storage ring.

"Bang!"

Chen Ping tore open the bark with one palm and jumped out of the hole.

Grabbing. At a height of more than ten zhang, the green shadows landed steadily.

He was about to leave when he heard something in his ears.

His eyes froze, and he saw that a few miles away, there were more than a dozen middle-aged men with iron forks, frantically fleeing this way.

The wide-eared hunter who ran at the end was carrying a chubby, black-faced boy of about seven or eight years old.

The group of people all looked terrified, and their bows and arrows and daggers were thrown all the way, as if there was something terrible behind them.

"Whew!"

The roar shook the sky, and the penetrating power shook half of the mountains and forests.

Chen Ping squinted his eyes, and it turned out to be a white tiger following closely behind, hunting and killing this group of hunters.

It is nearly twice as large as the average wild tiger.

Let's play. The whole body is white, the tail is thick, with a black ring, and when running, it is like a steel whip to the ground.

"No wonder, this big insect is about to become a demon spirit."

Chen Ping's heart moved slightly, he didn't expect that in this barren Hengshan Island, there were actually wild beasts touching the realm of enlightenment.

A mortal who has opened up spiritual consciousness is a monk.

In the same way, if an ordinary beast produces a demon spirit, it will transform into a so-called first-order demon beast.

However, this eye-catching white tiger has not yet completely turned into a demon, otherwise it would have killed all the hunters a long time ago.

Chen Ping was not in a hurry to leave, but stood with his hands in his hands.

But he didn't know that his posture seemed to those hunters as if he was scared stupid by a big bug.

"Little brother, run away, the demon tiger in the back will eat people!"

The older hunter who ran at the front, panting like a cow, did not forget to warn loudly.

"Alas, scared silly!"

Seeing that he didn't move, the older hunter hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and ran back, grabbed Chen Ping's shoulder, and shouted, "Don't you die? Run with me! ”

"Boom!"

At the moment when the elder hunter's hand was about to touch Chen Ping, he seemed to feel that a wall of wind was smashing towards him, and the whole person was directly shocked dozens of feet away.

However, when he fell rapidly from a high altitude, he was held up by an invisible air current, and he was not harmed in the slightest.