Although the wisdom of the clam demon is very far from that of the Xuan Fly, the basic daily communication is still unhindered.

What made Chen Ping laugh helplessly was that the White Jade Clam Demon was really its full racial name.

According to the White Jade Clam Demon, it has survived in the Sea Spirit Vein for hundreds of years, and when it broke through the second order, it comprehended the innate supernatural power, the "Anti-Source Jade Shell" technique.

This supernatural power is inherited from the Star Luo Jade Mussel.

The Star Luo Jade Mussel is a holy demon bloodline, although it is not as good as the Burial Sea Ancient Shark, but it is also a fifth-order demon beast that is famous on the one side.

"When you advance to the foundation and build the foundation, this white jade mussel will be domesticated by you."

Chen Ping said lightly.

"Really?"

Xue Yun's breath stagnated, and when she came back to her senses, she was ecstatic, her hands were knotted, and she looked very excited.

This is the second-order demon beast that a spirit tamer dreams of, which means that as soon as she enters the foundation, she immediately has a combat power comparable to that of a mid-stage monk.

"For the next three or four years, I'm going to stay in retreat."

Chen Ping's expression was straight, and he said: "This place will be handed over to Yun'er, no matter who comes to the door, I won't see it!" ”

"Understood."

Xue Yun nodded seriously, but Yu Guang couldn't help but glance at the white jade mussel.

Chen Ping noticed her small movements, and said angrily: "Yun'er, your own cultivation must not fall behind, and before I leave the customs, you must be promoted to the peak of qi cultivation." ”

Walking to the backyard, Chen Ping reopened a waterhole within a radius of half a mile.

Then, he plucked and planted the Rain Mist Immortal Tree on the shore.

"Sure enough, the powerful arm of the Sea Clan is enough to maintain the growth of the tea tree."

After observing intently for a few days, Chen Ping felt a lot more at ease.

The only uncertain factor is how long the black energy in the arm will be enough to absorb the tea tree.

"I hope it will last for a thousand years."

With his hands behind his back, Chen Ping's face could not show any expression.

He did everything he had to do, and if the energy of the Sea Clan's arm was drained by the tea tree during this period, he would replace it with a medium-grade spirit stone.

Ripe millennium curly leaves must be picked!

As for the future, the tea tree will wither and wither, but he can accept it.

This rain mist fairy has a total of eighty round leaves and two curly leaves.

The hundred-year-old round leaves mature early and can be taken directly.

"It's better to catch someone and try the effect first."

After being silent for a while, Chen Ping said to himself.

After all, the Rain Mist Immortal was not grown by absorbing natural aura, and no one could guarantee whether it would bring any hidden harm to the human race.

The frowning brow relaxed, and a suitable candidate came to his mind.

Then, Chen Ping placed the white jade clam demon in the waterhole and ordered it to guard the tea tree.

Out of the courtyard, Chen Ping visited Chen Dieyu.

A few days ago, this woman learned the bad news of the unexpected fall of the Taoist couple.

But she didn't rush to Hailing Vein with her father-in-law Chen Jinsong, as if Chen Xintong's death had nothing to do with her.

At least on the surface, there is no way to see her sadness anyway.

"Why are the Seven Elders visiting?"

Chen Dieyu said with a cold face and gloomily.

"Brother Kang retreats and disperses, and the treasure house is still lacking to be guarded by the Zhuji Elders, so the eight elders will work hard for two rounds, a total of six years."

The corners of Chen Ping's mouth were hooked, and he said bluntly.

"Everyone is a family elder, no matter how high or low, why do you instruct me?"

After hearing this, Chen Dieyu raised her eyebrows, and reprimanded angrily: "Moreover, the treasure house sits in a round for three years, could it be that you want to deceive me to build a foundation at the latest, and I don't understand the clan rules?" ”

"If the Eighth Elder doesn't say that I bullied you, what if I did?"

Chen Pingpi said with a smile.

In the end, Chen Ping met his friends with martial arts, convinced the woman, and let her obediently go to the treasure house to guard.

Why are there two wheels?

It's nothing more than helping Chen Ping top the last round.

He has a lot of opportunities every day, how can he have the leisure to guard the treasure house elegantly.

……

A month later, the Chen family spread three pieces of news, all of which were related to the Seven Elders.

First, the Seven Elders criticized the gossip double bear Chen Concept and Chen Zhengchu by name, and sent them to guard the East Gate for ten years.

The gossip bears are both direct descendants of Chen Tong.

On weekdays, there is no concealment, and no one dares to accuse him in person.

And this punishment of the Seven Elders made all the clansmen applaud and admire.

Second, the newly cleared Sea Spirit Vein, the resources that finally belonged to the family exceeded 50,000 spirit stones.

This means that the third edition of the Dan Championship is about to begin.

But just as the cultivators were gearing up and preparing for Dabi, the Seven Elders passed down another edict.

The content is simple and clear, and Dabi postponed it for five years because he couldn't change to Tsukidan for the time being.

Third, Xing Linnian of the worship hall was valued by the seven elders, and was specially summoned to Fuge Mountain to listen to the Fa for one year.

At this time, many clansmen, especially the guests of the worship hall, were envious of him.

With the seven elders as the backers, Xing Linnian is about to soar into the sky.

At the same time, there are many people who are puzzled.

Xing Lin was only a low-grade spiritual root, and he only broke through the ninth layer of Qi cultivation at the age of nearly fifty, why did the Seventh Elder favor him?

……

Inside a bamboo house in the courtyard of Fuge Mountain.

"Xing Xiaoyou, get up, this is not the first time you have seen this seat, and you don't need to bow to each other in the future."

Chen Ping held his hand and said amiably to a middle-aged man who knelt on the ground.

Xing Linnian quickly stood up, still respectful, and said, "Favored by the Seventh Elder, the younger generation is really scared. ”

"In addition to announcing that you listen to the Fa, Elder Ben has another more important thing for you to do."

I saw Chen Ping flick his robe, and two pieces of emerald green oval tea fell down, and then said expressionlessly: "Chew it raw." ”

"Yes!"

Xing Linnian didn't hesitate at all, scooped up the two round leaves, chewed them a few times, and then swallowed them.

Chen Ping showed his appreciation, and said with satisfaction: "Lin Nian, you are in this bamboo house to absorb the spiritual power in the leaves, if your body is abnormal, immediately inform Elder Ben." ”

"The juniors are clear."

Xing Linnian respectfully arched his hand and sat down holding his dantian.

At this moment, there are two more huge rivers of spiritual power in his body, full of masculine and domineering meaning, if he is not absorbed into the dantian in time, he is afraid that he will explode and die.

"It's a pity that it's just another low-grade spiritual root."

Chen Ping remained silent, casually made a few forbidden locks on the doors and windows, and flew towards the newly opened waterhole.

Sitting in the shade of the Rain Mist Immortal Tree, he opened his mouth and swallowed a Dry Yuan Qi Returning Pill and began to refine the medicinal power.

At the same time, a wisp of divine consciousness was separated, paying attention to Xing Linnian's every move.

……

There are no years of cultivation, and the four spring and autumn seasons are fleeting in a blink of an eye.

A plainly dressed monk in Tsing Yi stood on the edge of the pool, motionless like a sculpture.

The Rain Mist Immortal Tree behind him had not changed in the slightest in size compared to four years ago.

Only the two thousand-year-old leaves in the canopy of the tree are gone.

And if you look closely, the round leaves in the waist part of the tree are also missing a full twelve.

"With my cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, and then fighting with that twin-tailed dragon shark, I will definitely be able to win within three moves."

The monk in Tsing Yi turned around slowly, his eyes flashed, and his soul shone with silver light, sweeping overwhelmingly out of the mountain!