Chapter 150: Where do we not meet in life?

Removing the family's contribution points, Chen Ping's current worth is also very amazing.

Although he did not hold a foundation building ceremony, with the gradual spread of the family announcement, several foundation building elders, five hall deacons, including the Chen family's affiliated forces Xiu Ning Island Guan family, Ci'an Island Liu family, Baiye Island Xue family, as well as Zeng Tingxuan, Tu Zhenxi, Geng family patriarch Geng Shan, and Liu Daoxiao, the leader of the scattered cultivation, all sent congratulatory gifts.

Together, it's worth almost 20,000.

In this way, the saleable spirit stones and treasures on Chen Ping's body were close to 140,000!

For ordinary foundation building cultivators, this resource is completely enough to cultivate to the Great Perfection realm, but here in Chen Ping, it is far from the same.

Putting aside the consumption of cultivating the Nine Transformation Flame Spirit Technique and refining the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword for the time being, the golden bead space in his body, just taking out the remaining golden pattern magic leaves is a bottomless pit.

Moreover, the worship hall was newly opened, and although he served as a deacon as he wished, the family only symbolically gave him a few thousand spirit stones and a few empty positions.

In addition, the errand family of the worship hall will not provide any money, and all the expenses will have to be borne by him.

Therefore, Chen Pingcai did not hesitate to accept Chen Yiru's invitation to explore.

No way, he's too short of resources!

A few days ago, Chen Ping instructed Chen Qiudong to arrange his second uncle Chen Baishan to the worship hall and learn to manage first.

Anyway, in addition to choosing a site to build a temple and distributing money, there is no other cumbersome chores.

After finishing his cultivation, while Chen Ping's mana was running, several sound transmission paper cranes stepped on the blue light and flew out of the window.

In five days, it will be the day agreed with Chen Yiru, not to mention that there are still many affairs waiting for him to deal with.

According to Chen Qiudong's report, there was already a ninth-level Qi cultivator who had joined the family, and Chen Ping planned to meet him before leaving.

……

Two quarters of an hour later.

There was a faint sound of footsteps outside the courtyard, and the people were very careful as if they were afraid of ants stepping on the soles of their feet.

"Hey, it's actually these two fathers and sons who arrived first."

Chen Ping's divine sense swept away, and the integrated formation automatically separated a passage.

After a while, the two of them crept into the bamboo house side by side.

On the left is a burly old man, and on the right is a handsome young man.

"Seven Elders."

When the two saw Chen Ping, they hurriedly bent down and bowed.

"Second uncle, Hongjie should be polite."

Chen Ping waved his robe, and the two futons fell respectively.

These two people are the second uncle Chen Baishan and cousin Chen Hongjie, who have not seen each other for many years.

Chen Ping has been in retreat recently, and all the instructions have been conveyed by Chen Qiudong, so since he became an elder, this is the first time that Chen Baishan and his son have seen him.

"Ping'er is the second foundation-building monk from the lineage, the eldest brother and sister-in-law have spirits in the sky, and they will definitely be proud of you!"

Chen Baishan sat down cross-legged and said comfortingly.

He is Chen Ping's second uncle, and after seeing it, he can naturally restore his status as a direct elder.

But Chen Hongjie didn't dare to follow suit, and stood honestly, his hands trembling slightly, and he seemed to be very excited.

"Second uncle, in the years since I left, how are you doing?"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and said something pointed.

"Ping'er, rest assured, the three elders didn't make it difficult for us."

Chen Baishan understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "Your cousin Hongjie also received the position of Chuangong Hall. ”

"That'll be fine."

Chen Ping bowed slightly, the family was pressed by Chen Xiangwen, and there were many dirty things in secret.

"That's right!"

Chen Baishan handed over a storage bag and said, "It is the rent of Lingtian, in recent years, you have not been in Haichang City, and the second uncle has saved it one by one." ”

"Well, I still remember it with Second Uncle Lao."

Chen Ping put it in his sleeve without looking at it.

He leased the spiritual field of Fuge Mountain to his second uncle for farming, and agreed to only receive 10% of the rent.

Although there are not many spirit stones, but one yard is one yard, he will not refuse.

Chen Ping poured himself a cup of tea, and then asked, "Second uncle, how is the construction of the worship hall?" ”

"It has been built, just near the Internal Affairs Hall, covering an area of fifty acres, and a total of two thousand five hundred spirit stones have been spent."

Chen Baishan said methodically.

"Arrange a few more spirit gathering arrays, and raise the cultivation environment of the worship hall, how many spirit stones are missing, just ask Chen Qiudong for it."

Chen Ping's expression was straight, and he admonished.

He spent a lot of money to build a worship hall, which was intended to gather all the monks with foreign surnames so that they could be easily controlled in the future.

"Okay, I'll do it when I get back."

Chen Baishan said respectfully.

Chen Ping gave him 200 contribution points every month, but he was not an idler.

With what he knew about this nephew, if he was a little lazy, he was afraid that he would be replaced immediately.

"Thank you for your hard work, second uncle."

After talking to Chen Baishan, Chen Ping glanced at his cousin.

A few years have passed, and this kid is still practicing the eighth layer of qi without any improvement, presumably because he has taken a large number of inferior pills to accumulate and cultivate, and he has not discharged them in time, which has seriously affected the Dao Ji.

Unless he fully supports it, otherwise, Chen Hongjie has no hope of building a foundation in this life.

"Hongjie, you haven't redeemed the Tianluo Zhiyang Magic Law yet."

Chen calmly came out of his mind and spoke.

"No... Not really. ”

Chen Hongjie said a little reservedly.

Ever since Chen Ping won the family competition, he felt that he couldn't compare.

Now, the cousin once became a foundation building monk, and the identities of the two can be described as one day and one place.

The jealousy in his heart has long been extinguished, and he has also understood a simple truth.

The stronger the cousin, the higher his status will be.

For example, a female cultivator he admired who was also on an errand in the Chuangong Hall used to be unpretentious to him, but in recent days, the female cultivator's attitude has reversed sharply and almost agreed to his pursuit.

Chen Hongjie knew very well where the reason for the nun's transformation came from.

The only cousin of the Seventh Elder, what a big golden signboard!

"You go and ask the Sixth Elder to receive a copy of the exercises of the Qi cultivation stage of the Tianluo Zhiyang Miao Method, and the contribution points will be deducted from my token."

Chen Ping said in a light tone.

"Ping'er, I can't help it."

Chen Baishan hurriedly refused.

Although the family repeatedly ordered the spread of the Xuanpin Exercises, the news of the addition of the Xuanpin Exercises to the treasure house was still spreading, and it was said that the Seven Elders brought it back.

It didn't take long for more than a dozen clansmen to successfully redeem it.

His family had just paid off Qi Yang Dan's foreign debts, and if they wanted to exchange exercises for their son, they might have to wait another two years.

"I just said okay."

Chen Ping waved his hand and said undoubtedly: "Second uncle, go down first, and then call in Chen Qiudong and a few people who were waiting outside." ”

"Thank you, cousin!"

Before stepping back, Chen Hongjie couldn't help but be grateful and bowed deeply.

As soon as Chen Baishan's father and son left, a group of four people walked in cautiously.

Chen Qiudong was at the front, and the three people behind him were Ma Xiaochun, the second-class guest secretary of the family, Ba Jiawu, and a seven-foot man with a rough appearance and a purple clothes.

"Hehe, where do you not meet in life."

Chen Ping sighed in his heart, and asked the purple-clothed man with a quiet face: "Xiaoyou is the third-class guest who has just joined my clan?" ”

"Junior Xing Linnian, I have seen the Seventh Elder!"

Seeing Elder Zhuji asking, the purple-clothed man decisively knelt down on his knees and said in a sincere fear.