"Fan Daoyou is more than 400 years old, and he still has a tight grip on the power of the sect."

Chen Ping's heart moved, and he said intentionally or unintentionally.

The strangeness in his eyes flashed, and Gong Lingshan said expressionlessly: "After all, Senior Brother Fan is a monk in the middle of the Yuan Dan period, as Brother Ping said before, his strength is stronger than mine, so I will listen to him." ”

"Hehe, Ling Shan is young, she will always come out."

Chen Ping held her hand and said as if comfortingly: "What's more, although the Shen Ice Spirit Body is not a top-level physique, but with the Tiansu Yunshui Technique, your strength is not much worse than Fan Daoyou." ”

"Brother Ping's supernatural powers are so strong that Ling Shan's eyes are opener."

Gong Lingshan's eyes flashed slightly, and she said with admiration: "Your door confinement techniques and swordsmanship techniques, as well as your major cultivation techniques, should be above the intermediate level of Xuanpin, right?" ”

"Due to luck, I got the inheritance of a fake Dan monk in a certain undersea cave mansion in my early years, otherwise, how could I break through the Yuan Dan realm before I was a hundred years old with my spiritual root."

Chen Ping twisted his neck and said with emotion.

The technique of imprisonment in Gong Lingshan's mouth refers to the cobweb blood mark in the forbidden spell of Moluo.

The swordsmanship and martial arts are the Qinglian Sixteen Slashing Sword Recipe and the Nine Transformation Flame Spirit Technique.

I have to say that this woman's vision is really vicious, and the most inferior of these three spells is also a mid-level mystical product, and its value is incalculable.

"Luck is also part of strength, the mantle of the predecessors of the Fake Dan, even the monks at the peak of the Yuan Dan, will be greedy."

On the issue of personal chance, Gong Lingshan did not continue to entangle, raised her head and said seriously: "Brother Ping, after Jin Zhaoheng showed the third step of sword cultivation, Senior Brother Fan told the news to Lanyue Sect, Gu Zhenren personally went to Jinrui Island to verify, although it is not clear how to deal with it in the future, but obviously, Shangzong is more concerned about people and things that are beyond common sense. ”

Between the cryptic words, she bit the words "beyond common sense" very hard.

Chen Ping's heart was like a mirror, and he immediately understood what Gong Lingshan meant.

The Lanyue Sect has dominated the sea for thousands of years, and the sect must have the inheritance of the Xuanpin upper-level exercises.

Therefore, as long as he does not expose the secret method of the divine soul, even if it is the Nine Transformation Flame Spirit Technique, he will not make Lanyue abandon the face of Shangzong and kill the Chen family at will.

Otherwise, when they see that the lower-level forces have obtained treasures, they will start to rob them, and the hearts of the people under their rule will soon turn into a plate of scattered sand.

But it's crucial to grasp the scale.

In just a few decades, Jin Zhaoheng has cultivated to the realm of human and sword unity, which is a manifestation beyond common sense.

Lan Yue had every reason to wonder if Jin Zhaoheng had obtained the precious Sword Enlightenment Secret Treasure, or if it was a rumored sword spirit root that appeared once in a thousand years.

The special spirit root is too illusory not to mention for the time being, but the treasure of the spirit treasure level is enough to make the Jindan Sect tear its skin and compete with the next sect for profit.

Drawing on Jin Zhaoheng's example, Chen Ping's impression of the monks in the outside world was nothing more than a strong talent for comprehension.

Therefore, he was in the early stage of Yuan Dan, and defeating the middle stage of Yuan Dan was not an outrageous thing.

However, once he defeated the Deng family's double Lei Xiu's alliance, it would be especially exaggerated.

The first true legend of the Lanyue dynasties, whether it can achieve this step is still two theories.

Of course, Chen Ping has a lot of strategies to deal with it.

First of all, in the next big war, he intends to use mainly the means of the puppeteer.

As we all know, the puppet trail that consumes massive resources is a typical example of the weak defeating the strong.

There is a third-order mid-grade Demon Arm Demon Spider King pressing array, which can somewhat eliminate some of the suspicions.

Second, befriend Shen Wanwan and seek the protection of the thousand-eyed ancient toad.

If the fourth-order ancient toad accepted his surrender, many things would be blatantly done.

It's a pity that he is a human being in two lives, and he rarely interacts with high-level demon clans, and I just hope that this is not his wishful thinking.

"Brother Ping doesn't have to worry too much."

Gong Lingshan's eyes flashed, and she smiled and said: "In recent years, the rift abyss and the defense line of the twin cities are not stable, and the two Jindan real people of the Shangzong have suppressed them in one south and one in the north, so they may not have so much energy to cast their eyes on our barren sea area. ”

"What's wrong with the Rift Abyss?"

The corners of Chen Ping's eyes were clamped, and he immediately remembered Meng Yan, who was possessed by the remnant soul of Jindan.

The turmoil in the abyss can't be caused by that guy, right?

"The specific reason is not known to Ling Shan."

Gong Lingshan shook her head and said, "Since Lanyue and Jianding issued a summoning order to mobilize the monks to clear the Yin Spirit Clan, the abyss has not been very peaceful. ”

"According to the news sent back by the disciples of my sect, in the past ten years, the number of monks who have fallen into the abyss is more than the previous hundred years combined."

"Moreover, three years ago, Gu Zhenren personally issued an edict that all Yuan Dan monks who belong to the force with three or more must send one to assist Lanyue in guarding the abyss of the rift valley, and the time is tentatively set at thirty years."

"The Wuji Sect located to the east of my Shattered Star, Xueao Island has each transferred a Yuan Dan monk over."

After listening to her, Chen Ping's face still had no expression.

Lanyue Sect's appointment has nothing to do with Haichang for the time being.

Unless Chen Xingchao also made a breakthrough, then the Chen family would have to obey Lanyue's dispatch.

"Lingshan, I'm sorry for you."

Chen Ping's fingers moved, and a brand-new photo bead floated out.

After activating the Lingering Bead and speaking a few words quickly, and then sealing in a mana breath, he continued: "You use this bead as a voucher to go to Feiyue Island to meet Chen Xingchao, and order him to lead the monks above the seventh level of Qi cultivation under his command to rush back to Haichang within ten days. ”

"Understood."

With a wave of her sleeves, Gong Lingshan put away the photo beads without hesitation, and then towards the open space of the courtyard, an ice bow that emitted cold air appeared.

Jumping lightly on the ice bow and rising to ten zhang, just when Chen Ping thought she was about to fly away, she only heard a slurring sound in her ears.

"Chang Xiyuan, the deputy mountain master of the Lanyue Sect's Dharma Peak, has come to look for me several times, and he seems to have the intention of marrying a Taoist companion with me."

Then, after a violent tumbling of the space near the ice bow, the shadow disappeared in a flash.

By the window, Chen Ping's eyes gradually narrowed into a gap, and a cold cold glow burst out from time to time.

Gong Lingshan, this woman is not simple, she is a thorny moon, and the position of picking is wrong, and it is easy to cut the skin of her hand.

If this woman is not willing to be completely controlled by him in the future, he will not be merciful.

After standing still for a moment, Chen Ping flew out of the window.

After a few breaths, his figure landed on the walls of Haichang City.

"Who is Your Excellency, I am not allowed to approach the gate of Haichang City."

On the inner wall, a monk on duty about twenty years old shouted at the visitor.

His name is Chen Yao, a member of the Chen family, and it has been two years since he took over the task of guarding the city gate.

He was meticulously staring at the monks lining up to enter the city below, but in the blink of an eye, there was an inexplicable extra person beside him.

Frightened, Chen Yao still had the courage to ask.

"The little one's vigilance is acceptable."

The brilliance was gone, Chen Ping turned around and praised lightly.

"Ancestor!"

When Chen Yao saw his appearance clearly, his eyes were stunned for a moment, and then he gave a deep salute and said in a proper manner: "Senior Chen Yao, meet the ancestor." ”

Chen Ping nodded with a smile, and saw that the other party was only at the fifth level of Qi training, so he casually threw a high-grade magic weapon.

As for this junior who calls himself Chen Yao, he has no impression at all.

After the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword came out, he basically didn't pay attention to the mundane affairs of the family.

Don't talk about a side disciple, even if it is two outstanding juniors of the high-grade spiritual root, he has never summoned them alone.

Maybe when the family has a descendant of the earth spirit root, it is worth his deliberate cultivation of one or two.

Receiving the magic weapon in a daze, Chen Yao's face was swollen and red, his blood was surging, and his heartbeat was like boiling hot water that had just been boiled, and he was so excited that he was about to overflow.

The green-shirted monk in front of him is half the sky of the family, and he will protect the ancestor of the Chen family for at least 400 years.

Chen Ping, this simple and ordinary name, has become a legend in the family and even in the nearby sea area.

The eighth layer of Qi training defeated the ninth layer of Qi training, and he began to emerge in the great competition of the continuation of the lineage qualification, and was regarded by the family as a foundation building seed.

He should have been smooth sailing, but he suddenly disobeyed Chen Xingchao and fled Haichang, and when he returned, he became a foundation.

What followed was a legendary experience.

The ancestor took control of the family power in the early days of foundation building, founded the worship hall, and supported many clansmen to successfully build the foundation.

Even Chen Xingchao, the third elder who was known as the next cultivator at the helm at that time, was willing to bow down.

More than half a year ago, the news that the Seven Elders had resisted the Thunder Tribulation without being injured at all and had easily advanced to Yuandan quickly spread in the Haichang area.

Following Chen Xiangwen, in just a few years, the Chen family once again had a Yuan Dan overhaul!

Chen Ping Yuandan is far more shocked and excited than Chen Xiangwen Yuandan brought to everyone.

There is no other reason, Chen Ping is young, and there is no further hope.

Even if Jindan is difficult to achieve, the Great Perfection of Yuandan is not a fool's dream.

You must know that the Dzogchen represents the strongest combat power under the Golden Pill and the False Pill, and it is not at all comparable to the early and middle stage monks.

"Thank you for your kindness."

Chen Yao finally reacted, and he knelt down and said respectfully.

"Chen Guanhai is your ancestor?"

Chen Ping lifted him up with a trace of spiritual power, looked at his appearance, and asked casually.

Chen Yao nodded vigorously and hurriedly replied: "Back to the ancestor, he is the grandfather of the younger generation, but he has been an ancient man for a long time. ”

"If you don't enter the foundation Shouyuan, after all, you are limited, Yao boy, you still need to make unremitting efforts to knock on that door, and only then can you truly enter the door of the cultivation world."

Negative hand, Chen Ping's ancient well has no waves.

The first time he entered the Crescent Moon Valley after seizing the soul, it was Chen Guanhai and Chen Xun of the Law Enforcement Hall who were guarding the entrance of the passage.

Talking about the relationship between the ancestors, Chen Guanhai is still the fourteenth uncle of Chen Ping's distant family.

Right now, this person and Chen Xun have both turned into loess, while Chen Ping is in his prime, which can't help but make people a little embarrassed.

There is never a way out to retreat from cultivating immortals, and even the true immortals who coexist with heaven and earth have fallen one day.

Under the rule of non-discrimination, Chen Ping only hopes that he can live longer and be freer.

The freedom of a cultivator is not to do whatever he wants, but to do what he doesn't want to do.

At present, Chen Ping has achieved the great freedom he pursues in a certain sense.

At least in the Chenjia Sea, he is absolutely free.

Of course, this leisurely place is not worth mentioning at all at the level of Lanyue Sect, Yuanyan Islands, Fancang Sea and even Haoyu Sea.

Any Jindan monk can slap away the fruits of his hard work.

And this seed that has just sprouted needs to be guarded by him carefully and with all his might.

"The younger generation must remember the teachings of the Supreme Elder."

Chen Yao's chest rose and fell, and when he raised his head again, there was no trace of the ancestor beside him.

The green shadow shuttled, and in the sky above Haichang City, Chen Ping floated independently with sixteen purple flags in front of him.

Chen Xiangwen, Gong Lingshan and others were sent out by him, and he naturally would not be idle.

He was ready to arrange the Extreme Heavenly Thunder Array to envelop the entire city.

Coupled with the original Seven Sources of Illusory Light Array in Shanghai Changcheng, the two third-level formations were opened at the same time, and with a few dares from Deng Fengcheng, he did not dare to enter alone.

Chen Ping's preferred home game is the range of six towns outside Haichang City.

Non-core areas are destroyed, and post-war reconstruction will not cost much.

……

Late at night, when all mortals began to fall asleep, on the top of a mountain hundreds of zhang in the center of Kongming Island, there was an old man with a square face, holding his hands behind his back, staring calmly at the seven-colored sea of clouds under the cliff.

Beside him, there was another handsome young man, pacing expressionlessly.

This old and young are the two top monks of Kongming Island, Deng Fengcheng and Deng Shunqi.

Not far behind the two of them, there were three monks who had built the Great Perfection of the Foundation with their hands down, and their expressions were extremely respectful.

Looking carefully, the older couple of the three seemed to be Taoist couples, and their bodies were very close to each other.

Moreover, the appearance of the gorgeous nun is six points similar to Deng Shunqi.

The remaining one is about eight feet tall, with a bunch of purple and gold hairpins on his head, dressed in a blue cloak, full of heaven, and two sword eyebrows that are not angry and self-threatening, like a King Kong who has come out of a biography.

"Shunqi, did Pu Daoyou clearly say that he came to see me today?"

After a while, Deng Fengcheng looked back and asked lightly.

"Yes, Uncle Cheng, at that time in Bazhu Island, Pu Liuhuan took the initiative to make an appointment with me."

Deng Shunqi almost blurted out.

"Then wait, Pudaoyou has always kept his promise and will not be dishonest for no reason."

Deng Fengcheng nodded slightly, and the essence in his eyes flashed.

At the moment when his words fell, he glanced at the rolling sea of clouds as if he had a feeling, hugged his fists, and sighed loudly: "Pudao Friends Day mourns and changes." ”

"Alas, the Pu family has suffered such a catastrophe, Brother Fengcheng, you must seek justice for Yuan Hao!"

In the boundless mist, an old, but mournful voice came, and then, a white-haired green-robed old man stepped on the giant spirit shuttle and slowly landed on the top of the cliff.

"See Pu Senpai."

On the side, the three Great Perfection Monks of the Foundation Building obviously recognized the identity of the green-robed old man, and as soon as he flew up, they bowed respectfully and saluted.

"Liu Heng, don't worry, that Haichang thief killed Chen Huan, and our clan will not be able to settle with him."

As if remembering his grandson who died tragically, Deng Fengcheng said in a gloomy tone.

"Dad, Yazhu and I are going to dig out Chen Ping's Yuan Dan with our own hands!"

The older male cultivator roared lowly and said with a look of resentment.

That is, the three elders were on his side, and his emotions were a little more restrained, otherwise, the hideous expression that had been hanging for a month, along with the monks of the clan, would not be able to avoid him.

"Yes, Chen Huan behaved in a proper manner outside, but was beaten and killed by a high-ranking monk for no reason, it was really a cruel and unkind other party, and he deserved death."

The gorgeous nun opened her round eyes angrily and gritted her teeth.

It's no wonder that the two are angry, because Deng Chenhuan, who has fallen, is their only heir.

As Deng Chenhuan's biological father, Deng Xingyan and Deng Yazhu spent countless precious resources in order to cultivate him.

Although Deng Chenhuan is not angry, he is still extremely filial to them.

Since the two ancestors re-elected a new young master, the couple only hope that their son can enjoy the family benefits safely and carefree.

But this small vision was suddenly shattered.

Not only is the son's bones gone, judging from the picture transmitted back by the soul jade, he is also dying extremely painfully, which is how can the husband and wife endure it, and they can't wait to teleport to Haichang Island, which is 100,000 miles away, to kill.