Immortals?

Chen Ping stroked the ice egg, and a trace of doubt crossed his eyes.

It is rumored that the physical characteristics of the human race are not much different from those of the immortal race.

He had come across a record of this clan in the classics of the Thousand Law Sect, but there were only a few strokes.

The number of immortal clansmen was extremely scarce, almost extinct, and he couldn't be sure whether they were eggs or not.

Silently putting away the eggshell, Chen Ping pondered for a moment, then continued to walk forward.

The passage was quite long, and after swimming for dozens of breaths, Chen Ping came to the end in a leisurely manner.

An exit glowing with aqua blue light appeared in front of him, and the black magma blocking the passage was blocked by an invisible energy.

Chen Ping's spirit lifted slightly, and he sped up a few steps.

He sensed it with his divine sense for a while, and everything that caught his eyes shrank and his heart was suddenly shocked.

After the exit, it turned out to be a boxy and quaint hall.

The area of this hall is two or three hundred zhang wide, and on the surface, it looks somewhat similar to the venue of an auction house.

What's even more peculiar is that in the center of the main hall stands a circle of thick golden jade pillars, a total of nine.

The jade pillars are apparently made of some finely carved and polished material, and each one is engraved with a star pattern.

The nine jade pillars happen to be nine completely different stars.

"It's a familiar pattern."

Chen Ping's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood why the pattern on the jade pillar could give him this feeling.

Because this is no different from the vivid star imprint in the palm of the Sea Clan's severed arm.

It's just that the star pattern on the broken arm is six, and the jade pillar is depicted with nine.

In an instant, Chen Ping had a plan.

This secret place under the volcano must be inextricably linked to some sea clan power.

And Guan Ni'er's background may also have a lot to do with the Sea Clan.

Although due to the restrictions of inter-race rules and barriers, the probability of successful reproduction of offspring will become very small due to the combination of human race and sea race, but it is not impossible.

What puzzled Chen Ping was that if Guan Ni'er's father and mother were Terran and Sea Clan respectively, why did this girl completely inherit the characteristics of the Terran and could not find the slightest shadow of the Sea Clan on her body?

After a headache, he had to put aside his doubts for a while, summon two spiritual flames again, and hit the shield at the exit.

Under the agitation of the three-color flames, the aqua blue shield suddenly made a muffled sound, turning into countless fragments and bursting open.

It may be that the predecessor realized that the phantom array of the outside world could stop the monks who had infiltrated, so the prohibition at the end of the passage only had the function of simply blocking the penetration of objects.

Driving the dry blue purple flame to seal the entrance of the cave, Chen Ping unhurriedly raised his head and glanced at the main hall, and after making sure that there was no breath of any living beings, he slowly floated inward.

Being in the main hall, without saying a word, he came to a jade pillar with a little feet, and hugged him firmly with open arms.

The next moment, the look of disappointment on Chen Ping's face flashed.

In such close contact, the golden beads had never appeared, and these nine jade pillars were obviously not made of high-grade ore.

Chen Ping shifted his attention to look ahead, and found that in the center of the jade pillar arrangement, there was a pale cyan lotus platform that was one foot high and half a foot square.

Suddenly, he grabbed it with one hand, and the "lotus platform" swished and flew to his feet out of thin air.

As soon as he touched the edge of the lotus platform, his body shook suddenly, and his expression immediately became overjoyed.

If he hadn't misjudged, this thing was actually made from a thousand-year-old bitter tung lotus.

Bitter Tong Tianlian, a fourth-order spiritual object.

It speeds up the mana of the monk while meditating, and increases the speed of the Great Zhou Tian Cycle.

In short, this is one of the important treasures that assist the cultivation of monks under the Yuan Infant Realm.

I think that at the beginning, Tang Lilin, the deacon of the Baodan Chamber of Commerce, held a private exchange meeting, and the futons made of dozens of mutton fat Qingyu prepared for the cultivators also had the effect of assisting luck.

But the comparison between the second-order mutton fat and the bitter tung Tianlian is like scrap iron and gold, and it is worthless.

A piece of futon with mutton fat and clear jade is priced at 5,000 spirit stones.

However, such a rare fourth-order thing as the Bitter Tong Heavenly Lotus, even Jindan Zhenren would be moved, and its value could not simply be converted with spirit stones.

"Yes, yes!"

Chen Ping pursed his lips and smiled, and walked around the stone pillar excitedly.

The appearance of the bitter tung heavenly lotus has solved the biggest obstacle to his progress since he seized the spirit, the spiritual root qualification.

When building the foundation realm, the medium-grade spiritual root can barely support cultivation.

With his promotion to Yuan Dan, the gap in qualifications has widened rapidly, unless he swallows the three pins of the high Dao pattern pill for a long time, it is completely predictable that he will not break a small realm for a hundred years.

Therefore, Chen Pingcai blatantly calculated that the Deng and Pu clans, even if they tried their best to fish, he would have to grab a huge amount of resources in a short period of time and go to Wangqin Island or Shuangcheng to buy the cultivation pill of Gao Daowen.

At present, the opportunity to get the bitter tung Tianlian has greatly alleviated the dilemma.

The strength of the effect produced by the bitter tung lotus is closely related to the spiritual root level of the human race.

The worse the spiritual root, the stronger the effect, if it is a heavenly spiritual root monk, using this lotus to meditate will not have the slightest effect.

"With my qualifications as a mid-grade spiritual root, how far can I be promoted?"

Chen Ping was full of anticipation, and he couldn't wait to verify the miraculous effect of the bitter Tong Tianlian immediately.

Unfortunately, this is not a safe place.

There are even fifth-order things placed here, who knows if the ethereal power will suddenly turn back.

Chen Ping regained his composure, put the bitter Tong Tianlian into the storage ring without changing its color, and then searched carefully around the main hall several times, but did not find the lower space such as secret rooms and dark grids.

However, in the eastern corner, he found a white array as big as a wheel.

The divine sense seeped in, and a brief piece of information imprinted into his mind, this array disk was indeed the core body that controlled the external phantom array.

Three-level formation, thousands of formations.

Once this array is fully operational, it will form a powerful concealment and defensive effect, and it will be extremely difficult for monks under the Jindan realm to penetrate the camouflage of the phantom array.

Fortunately, there was no one to preside over the thousands of neon dresses, otherwise how could Chen Ping easily wear off the ban.

An intact third-level phantom array, how can it be missed?

With a flip of his palm, Chen Ping injected a spiritual power into the array, and then, I saw a flash of brilliance on the surface, and after a piece of magic seal swirled and flew, it turned into a golden mang and disappeared into the surrounding void.

After a while, more than a dozen white light array flags flew quickly from various hidden places in the volcano, regularly inserted into the array disk, and returned to calm.

However, this array was also mixed with some Jindan qi, which was obviously sacrificed and refined.

If he wants to completely control the Thousands of Arrays, I'm afraid it will take a while to expel the imprints inside.

Next, Chen Ping's gaze returned to the golden jade pillar.

He vaguely felt that these nine jade pillars were not mortal, and they must be hiding a big secret that no one would know.

After pondering for a while, Chen Ping directly threw out a few empty storage rings and stared a little more, but the strange thing was that the jade pillar had no sign of being collected at all.

Seeing this, he touched his chin thoughtfully, and there are generally two reasons for this situation.

First, the storage ring, a magic weapon that contains mustard seed space, cannot accommodate living creatures with spiritual intelligence.

Second, the weight of the jade pillar itself exceeds the load-bearing range of the storage ring.

"These jade pillars don't look like they've given birth to spiritual wisdom."

Chen Ping frowned, took a deep breath, and the green tendons on his wrists were bulging, doubling in size.

Then, he hugged the nearest jade pillar and lifted it with both hands.

But then a shocking scene appeared, no matter how hard he tried, the jade pillar seemed to have taken root and did not move.

Shaking off the palm of his hand that was faintly painful, Chen Ping's face was gloomy.

Even if he was a half-physique, after consuming two drops of essence blood, he could burst out with at least two million catties of great power.

This means that the weight of a single jade pillar is far more than two million catties.

Chen Ping's eyes flickered a few times, his sleeve robe shook, and the Five Elements Pure Yang Sword came out of its sheath and hit the surface of the jade pillar heavily.

Suddenly, a low buzzing sound sounded all around, and the golden fluorescence outside the jade pillar was flowing non-stop, watery, as if condensed by liquid, and the Pure Yang Sword slashed down, as if it had struck the surface of the water, and only stirred up a circle of ripples before it was violently bounced away.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping could only fall into a deep groan helplessly.

He really wanted to take all the nine jade pillars away, but now that the means were exhausted, he couldn't help it.

Meiyu looked at it tightly, Chen Ping decided to leave first, and wait until the Deng and Pu clans were solved and then try slowly.

Retreating to the exit, he squeezed his hands quickly and arranged several isolation prohibitions.

That dry blue purple flame was also left here by him, if the next monk who broke in did not have the strength of the Yuan Dan level, in the face of the attack of the spirit flame, it would definitely be nine deaths.