"Huh?"

After a sudden movement in his ears, Chen Ping still ate the raptor meat slowly as if he hadn't heard any movement.

Although he has lost the detection of his divine sense, his five senses are still beyond ordinary people.

A few miles away, there was a sound of soft footsteps, and it seemed that it was two Terran children.

"Sand"

"Sand"

After a few moments, the two stepped onto the beach, their soles rubbing against the sand with a slightly harsh rubbing.

Chen Ping turned his head to look, and as he expected, there were two young children, a boy and a girl, about seven or eight years old.

The little boy who walked in front was chubby, with a round face and big eyes, and a lively and clever demeanor.

Half a step behind him, tugging at the corner of his coat was a delicate little girl with a white face and a ponytail.

The two were dressed in rough gray linen clothes with a few patches on their cuffs, and they should be the children of fishermen from ordinary families.

In the past two days, Chen Ping often found that fishermen on the island went out to sea to fish, in groups, ranging from hundreds to dozens.

It can be seen that there seem to be many mortals living on this isolated island.

However, Chen Ping did not have the slightest intention of making contact with them.

This island is just a temporary foothold for him, and after three more days, he will leave here immediately after surviving the backlash of the Demon Luo Blood Explosion Technique.

"The two little ones are actually coming for me?"

After a while, Chen Ping raised his head and met two pairs of clear eyes.

The two children stood in front of the reef more than ten feet away, looking directly at him.

More precisely, staring at the bird meat spread out on the wooden shelves.

Wan Er smiled, and Chen Ping ignored it anymore.

It's just two gluttonous little guys.

He would never take the initiative to give alms, he wanted to eat bird meat, but he didn't even dare to open his mouth, so he didn't deserve to get what he was worried about.

As the bird oil drips, the firewood gets bigger and bigger, and the sea breeze blows, and the smell of meat is overflowing.

The round-faced boy swallowed a few times, and finally couldn't resist the temptation, shook off the girl's hand, jumped forward a few steps, and said timidly: "Uncle, can the Sapphire Eagle share a little bit of food for me?" ”

Although the boy spoke the ancient language of Xiuzhen, he had an awkward local accent.

"The inhabitants of the island call this bird of prey the Sapphire Eagle."

Chen Ping was amused in his heart, but he ignored him.

Seeing the expressionless face of the man in Tsing Yi who roasted the bird, the little boy's face turned red, and he secretly glanced at the bird's flesh a few times before he mustered up the courage to shout: "Uncle, I will exchange the black stone with you!" ”

"Yes, yes."

Chen Pingzheng looked at him for a moment and said lightly.

However, he didn't care about the black stone in the boy's mouth.

A mortal island, could it be that high-grade ores will be born? A first-order thing is good.

His face was full of joy, and the boy hurriedly took out a pure black stone the size of an egg from his arms, and said hesitantly: "That's it, uncle, this is a treasure that fell from the sky, and you will score at least half of my flesh from the Sapphire Eagle." ”

"Give me the stone first."

Chen Ping swept the black stone in the boy's hand and commanded.

"My mother said it was a good thing, and you had to give me the eagle meat first."

The little boy shook his head vigorously, his mouth pursed.

"Hmph."

Chen Ping's face was cold, and he suddenly rushed to the little boy, grabbed his wrist, and took the black stone.

"It hurts, uncle!"

Under the pain, the little boy screamed loudly, only to feel that his arm seemed to be clamped by iron claws, and it was dark red.

The little girl turned pale with fright, her legs trembled, and she didn't know what to do.

After holding the black stone, Chen Ping let go of the boy, and then frowned silently.

With his eyes, he couldn't even tell what kind of ore it was.

This stone is cold to the hand, and the surface is covered with dark tadpole-like lines, weighing up to half a catty.

This thing is nothing extraordinary!

The grasping force of his flesh palm is more than thousands of catties, and this stone is not damaged at all.

If it was replaced by ordinary stone or first-order ore, it would have been crushed into powder by him a long time ago.

"Second or third?"

Chen Ping thought secretly.

The reason why he didn't think further was because Jin Zhu didn't react to it in the slightest, and it was obviously not a high-level thing.

The boy revealed that it was a stone that fell from the sky.

Could it be an extraterrestrial meteorite?

The name of this "extraterrestrial meteorite" is more of a mundane name.

The high-ranking monks basically knew that all meteorites were natural treasures from the Heavy Heavens.

As far as Chen Ping knew, the cultivation world's sky was vast and boundless, and it was divided into four areas by the ancient monks.

One, two, three, and four elements.

One yuan weighs 3,000 zhang, two yuan weighs 9,000 zhang, three yuan weitian 40,000 zhang, and four yuan weitian 90,000 zhang!

Under normal circumstances, with the supernatural powers of the foundation monks, they can only fly in the one-yuan heavy sky at most.

Yuan Dan monks can enter the duality of the heavens.

As for the three-yuan and four-element heavy heavens, only the monks above the power of the golden pill are qualified to enter.

The higher the Heavy Heaven, the greater the danger, and the internal threat of the One Yuan Heavy Heaven is just a Gangfeng anomaly with low lethality.

However, after the duality of the heavens, extreme environments such as spatial cracks, unjustified purple thunder, cirrus fire, and seven-colored aurora emerged one after another, and low-level monks could not survive at all.

However, danger and opportunity always go hand in hand.

For example, the set of Extreme Intention Heavenly Thunder Array created by Xu Yuehuan was tempered by using the Innocent Purple Thunder in the Duality Heavy Heaven for a whole year, which made the power soar.

In his previous life, when Chen Ping lacked resources, he would also fly to the two-dimensional or even three-yuan heavy sky to collect seven-colored auroras, and sell them at a high price to monks who needed aurora cultivation special supernatural powers.

Meteorites generally only appear in the three-element and four-element heavy heavens.

Countless meteorites float in the air, extremely small as sand, as large as islands, and most of them are high-grade treasures, otherwise they would not be able to withstand the pressure of the heavy sky.

In the heavy sky, meteorites will fall from time to time, or smash into the land, or sink to the bottom of the sea.

According to records, in the long history of the cultivation world, many monks were stoned to death by extraterrestrial meteorites because of bad luck.

The most exaggerated record that Chen Ping knows is the incident that happened tens of thousands of years ago.

The tragic death was a shocking overhaul in the late stage of the Yuan infant.

At that time, that senior was in the secret realm of the sect and was in retreat and cultivating.

Who knows, an inconspicuous extraterrestrial meteorite about the size of a broad bean actually silently penetrated the secret space, directly scattering its divine soul and primordial infant, leaving only a physical body to sit upright.

The powerful soul lamp went out, and his junior disciple immediately opened the secret realm, only to see a lifeless corpse.

I saw that he was covered in the body, only the Tianmen acupoint had an extra wound of about an inch and a half.

The same disciple finally found the small meteorite in his dantian.

The subsequent process is not recorded.

It is rumored that decades later, that Yuanying Sect has newly forged a top-level Tongtian Spirit Treasure with extraordinary power.

Others speculate that it is very likely to be smelted by adding a small meteorite with the power of smashing.

Of course, Chen Ping was extremely skeptical of this account.

In order to keep a reputation and attract attention, it is not uncommon for many monks to add oil and vinegar to their descriptions.