Junlang Zhuji talked and laughed with the boys all the way, and swiped to the second floor.

When he saw Chen Ping's ordinary face, he didn't pay much attention to it, but Young Master Wan's expression instantly became gloomy, and he shouted: "Qin Shan, what's the matter, isn't Ben Shao's face enough for you?" ”

Shopkeeper Qin was suddenly startled, and threatened the Qingyi guest coldly: "Daoist friends are the first time to come to the Huaisu Plain, this is not as good as the inner city, let alone mortals, it is common to die a few Qi cultivators." ”

"You can't be wrong about what the snake said."

Chen Ping, who had been silent, finally spoke, glanced at the high-spirited shopkeeper, and said lightly: "It doesn't seem to matter if a small shopkeeper who has practiced qi at the ninth level dies. ”

Then, when he heard the sound of "poof", the shopkeeper surnamed Qin was stunned, and his body fell stiffly.

The shopkeeper Qin had no breath, and the entire hall was suddenly in chaos, and many people were shocked and shouted directly in horror.

"You...... How dare you slaughter monks in Huaisu Town! ”

Young Master Wan trembled a little and said in disbelief.

As for Junlang Zhuji, his face turned pale and he was shocked.

One look wiped out a ninth-level Qi cultivator, this green-shirted man is very likely to be a senior of the Yuan Dan Realm!

However, before they could react to the next step, he, the young brother led by Young Master Wan, and the thirty servants all had a pain in their brains and fainted on the spot.

Chen Ping wrapped his right hand, and several storage bags and the storage ring on Junlang Zhuji's body flew out and suspended beside him.

"Senior Chen's subordinates are merciful, they are all frogs at the bottom of the well, I don't know how thick the sky is, please calm your anger!"

At this time, an old man with white hair hurried from the inner courtyard, and after seeing Chen Ping's appearance clearly, his lips turned purple with fright, and cold sweat flowed.

He had the privilege of seeing this man once in the convoy.

Yuan Dan, who has gained fame recently, is also a powerful puppeteer.

This kind of monk is at the top level in the sea area of the Twin Cities, and the shopkeeper hired by his own family has not long eyes and collided with his predecessors, and he is completely innocent.

Right now, he kept praying in his heart that he would not be implicated in this matter.

"Deacon Ho, isn't he?"

Chen Ping turned his head and smiled, and said calmly.

"Junior, He Wencheng, the seniors can call him by his name, and he must not be called a deacon."

The white-haired old man smiled and said respectfully.

Looking at his trembling appearance, Chen Ping couldn't help but snort coldly.

He came to Tiger Leaping Tower, naturally not to feel the fireworks of the mortal world.

Finding Shao Ying is his purpose.

The Huaisu Plain is inhabited by tens of millions of mortals, and even if it is swept by divine sense, it will take several days.

Where would Chen Ping do such a stupid thing, he thought about it and came to Huaisu Town.

As far as he knows, He Wencheng, the owner of Tiger Leaping Tower, is under the jurisdiction of a certain escort team, and his main responsibility is to manage the household registration and personnel transfer of the plain.

It should be effortless to contact Shao Ying through him.

He found a place in the Tiger Leaping Tower, spread out his divine sense, and soon found He Wencheng who was in retreat in the inner courtyard.

After the secret command of the voice to go out of the customs and see him, Chen Ping waited patiently.

But I never thought that in just a few dozen breaths, I actually met a group of gentlemen who cleared the building.

Originally, Chen Ping didn't plan to care, but Qin Shan's threatening words angered him a little, so he unceremoniously crushed this person's soul.

"He Daoyou, this Tiger Leaping Tower you opened is more like a black shop, and this seat also spent spirit stones, just drive me away, and you still want to use force, tsk, are the rules of the escort team eaten by dogs?"

Chen Ping picked the dust on his nails, and his tone was extremely teasing.

After sensing that the spiritual pressure on Chen Ping's body seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, He Wencheng couldn't help but swallow his saliva violently, knelt down and begged for mercy in fear: "The lesson of Senior Chen is that the younger generation will definitely rectify the atmosphere in the future and put an end to recruiting vicious people like Qin Shan. ”

After seeing Young Master Wan who was unconscious on the ground and his group of fox friends, He Wencheng didn't need to know the ins and outs at all.

Wan Xiaozi's background is not small, his father is the leader of the monks of the Huaisu Plain, this son is usually arrogant and domineering, and even ordinary Zhuji dares to contradict one or two.

He would occasionally come to Tiger Leap Building to charter the venue, and every time he would forcefully drive the guests away.

He Wencheng is indeed very dissatisfied, but for the sake of his elders, he has been conniving so far.

Who knew that this time he kicked a real iron plate, and even the Ten Thousand Commanders couldn't afford to offend a bigwig-level person!

"He Daoyou, your shopkeeper died suddenly, deal with it quickly, save the mood of this seat."

Pointing to Qin Shan's corpse, Chen Ping said without a different color.

"The predecessors didn't know that Qin Shan went out of the city to hunt demons last month, and was accidentally seriously injured, so he wouldn't have lived long."

He Wencheng sighed while gathering fireball techniques to burn Qin Shan's corpse.

Touching his chin, Chen Ping's gaze shifted to the ground, and he said calmly: "What are these gentlemen......

"Seniors spare their lives, the elders in the families of several of them are all foundation building monks, especially that ten thousand boys, Daddy Wan Baihua is in charge of the scattered cultivation of the entire plain, he has a lot of connections in the dojo, and there are also familiar Yuandan monks behind him, the seniors had better not make enemies easily."

He Wencheng was shocked and persuaded bitterly.

It is not a pity that Qin Shan, who has no background and no strength, dies, but Wan Xiaozi and a few people must not bury their bones in Tiger Leaping Tower.

Senior Chen may not be afraid of Wan Baihua's revenge, but then he will be in big trouble.

"You send a message to the elders of this group of little ghosts, and within an hour, bring 50,000 spirit stones to Tiger Leaping Tower to lead people."

"By the way, remember to note that the lower grade spirit stone is not accepted, at least it is a medium grade."

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and instructed in an unquestionable tone.

The thirty-year Twin Cities Meeting is about to begin, and the auction is not allowed to use low-grade spirit stones.

Hearing this, He Wencheng breathed a sigh of relief, took out a few paper cranes and said a few words, and threw them out the window.

"Senior Chen, this is a little bit of the junior's heart, please don't take today's matter to heart."

With a turn of cloudy eyes, He Wencheng's smiling hands appeared, and two high-grade spirit stones were revealed.

"Wind attribute top-grade spirit stone."

Seeing that the other party was so knowledgeable, Chen Ping's face softened a lot, and he put away the spirit stone with a smile, and continued: "I called you out to find someone, do you know the mortal girl Shaoying?" ”

"Shao Ying!"

He Wencheng's expression changed, and he said in a low voice: "Senior refers to the thirty-six-year-old one?" ”

There are as many as four or five mortal women called Shaoying in the Huaisu Plain.

But He Wencheng can be sure who Senior Chen is looking for.

"Well, it's her, you brought her to the restaurant."

Chen Ping nodded indifferently.

"This ......"

He Wencheng was plugged for a moment, his face was embarrassed for a while, and he hesitated and didn't say anything.

"Why, it's so difficult to see a mortal in this seat!"

The essence in his eyes flashed, and Chen Ping shouted like a bell.

"The seniors misunderstood, how dare the juniors stop it, it was Huang Shuihai's Commander Weng who sent the woman here, and he deliberately emphasized it to the juniors several times, and no one was allowed to see her."

He Wencheng felt a chill down his spine, and said honestly and fearfully.

It turned out to be an order from Weng Fuhong.

Chen Ping couldn't help but suddenly realize that this person had taken great pains for his son's journey.

"Commander Weng is my friend, even if you bring Shao Ying over, I will bear the problem here."

"That'...... The junior will go to pick her up. ”

He Wencheng gritted his teeth and flew downstairs with a bitter face.

He couldn't care whether what Chen Ping said was true or false, anyway, Commander Weng couldn't blame him for investigating it.

……

After He Wencheng left, Chen Ping's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Junlang Zhuji, and he woke up the other party with a stab.

"Junior Fang Peng, I've seen my senior."

Junlang Zhuji opened his eyes leisurely, and happened to meet a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he hurriedly got up and saluted.

At this time, his heart turned upside down.

The aura emanating from this person is incomparably vast, and that kind of substantive sense of oppression is even inferior to the master who is often in contact with him.

You must know that his master is a cultivator in the middle of Yuan Dan!

Fang's surname Zhuji was depressed, and he really drank cold water and stuffed his teeth.

was invited to participate in a dinner organized by a junior, but it annoyed a major repair in the late Yuan Dan and even the Great Perfection realm.

Knowing this, he said that he would not set foot in Huaisu Town at all.

"Boy Fang, long time no see."

Chen Ping smiled with his teeth stretched, his facial features changed rapidly like pinching mud, and he changed his appearance in the blink of an eye.

"You...... You are Ye senior! ”

Fang Peng's face was shocked, and he shouted as if he had seen a ghost.

"Fifty or sixty years have passed, and it is difficult for you to still recognize this seat."

Chen Pingfeng said lightly.

Like the other party, he was also quite surprised when he saw who the guest of honor invited by Wan Dashao was before.

Fang Peng is nothing more than his pseudonym.

His full name is Fang Jianpeng, and he was once the chief treasurer of the Qingsong Lingzhou Pavilion on Feiyue Island.

Back then, Chen Ping went to Feiyue Island to look for Xue Yun, and by the way, repaired a large spirit boat intercepted from Xue Wen.

And the boat refiner who repaired his boat was the Fang surnamed Zhuji in front of him.

After the Chen family captured Feiyue Island, Chen Ping also told Xue Yun to incorporate Fang Jianpeng and build a spirit boat for the family.

But when Xue Yun came back to recover his life, he told him that Fang Jianpeng had disappeared a few years ago.

In Chen Ping's mind, this person should have fallen to reincarnation.

Because Fang Jianpeng is Liu Yanyu's apprentice.

Qingsong Lao Dao even kills the Taoist couple, not to mention the qi cultivation disciples collected by the Taoist couple.

Unexpectedly, Fang Jianpeng not only did not die, but also flourished in the floating ghost city 200,000 miles away.

"The heroic posture of Ye's predecessors, the younger generations will never dare to forget."

Fang Jianpeng's face was flushed with a hint of joy, and he said along the pole.

"That large spirit boat is still lying in the storage ring of this seat."

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Chen Ping seemed to think of something funny.

That year, he caught hundreds of big fish in the small fish pond of Lingzhou Pavilion...... and the little maid Lan'er who fishes at night...... and the large spirit boat full of flowers and plants, which he regarded as a crooked way.

The past is like smoke, but it is vivid.

"As long as the seniors like it, the juniors have worshipped Senior Mo as a teacher in the Floating Ghost City, and they can already assist in building the spirit ship!"

Fang Jianpeng said happily.

Between the words, the three words of Senior Mo were very heavy.

"Fang Xiaoyou's luck is good, he actually worshiped under Mo Wenxing and Mo Daoyou."

Chen Ping's expression moved slightly, and he said with a smile.

"The junior is only a registered disciple of Master Mo now, and it's nothing."

Fang Jianpeng exhaled with relief.

The evaporation of the Qin shopkeeper's world made him understand that this senior Ye was a guy who killed people without blinking.

In order to protect himself, he could only choose to move out of Shizun Zhende.

The monks who have been in the Floating Ghost City for a few years will generally sell their master's face.

As for Chen Ping, of course, he has no friendship with Mo Wenxing.

But this man's reputation is not small, and he has heard of it.

In the floating sea area, there are only three forces that have the ability to build spirit ships.

They are the three major Spirit Boat Pavilions headed by Nie Qingniu, Mo Wenxing, and Master Gui.

Among them, Master Gui's skills are the most exquisite, and Nie Qingniu and Mo Wenxing are among the best.

"Fang Xiaoyou, Feiyue Island is more than 200,000 miles away from Fuyun City, and there are many dangers, how did you cross the sea as a Qi cultivator back then?"

Beckoning Fang Jianpeng to sit down, Chen Ping asked curiously.

"It's a long story."

Recalling the past, Fang Jianpeng shook his head with a wry smile.

Next, the two who met old friends in another country had a brief chat.

Fang Jianpeng's encounter can be described as full of twists and turns, and dangers are full of dangers.

In the past, he was still the shopkeeper of the Qingsong Lingzhou Pavilion, and he was pampered.

One day, an accident happened.

The soul card enshrined in the pavilion by Master Liu Yanyu was suddenly broken, and Fang Jianpeng guessed a lot, but he didn't dare to continue to stay in Feiyue City, and the next day he rolled up a sum of money and hid.

Later, Qingsong returned alone and continued to rule the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

Fang Jianpeng felt that something was wrong, so he didn't dare to go back to the island to question Qingsong, so he simply tried to go away.

After that, he was intercepted by a small group of evil cultivators while sailing on the sea, and if it weren't for his ability to refine boats, he would have died long ago without a place to be buried.

After many years of mixing in the evil repair fleet, Fang Jinpeng finally raised enough spirit stones and bought a Tsukidan.

After breaking through the foundation building a few years before the deadline, he resolutely broke away from the evil cultivation forces and purchased a ticket to Fuyou City alone.

The demon beast attacks along the way occurred repeatedly, but fortunately, there was a Yuan Dan senior who desperately guarded them, and everyone barely reached their destination.

In Fuyou City, he went through several assessments, and finally got his wish and worshiped under Mo Wenxing's door.

Since then, Fang Jianpeng has ended his decades-long wandering life.

Some time ago, Wan Dashao ordered two large spirit boats from him, and in order to thank him, he specially organized a drinking party.

Considering that the power of the Wan family is not small, Fang Jinpeng readily agreed.

Otherwise, even if he and Chen Ping are in the same city, they may not be able to meet again in this life.

"Senior Ye, what's going on with Feiyue Island now?"

Looking at Chen Ping's expression, Fang Jianpeng said tentatively.

"It's changed hands a long time ago, the ancestors of the Chen family are heroic and strategic, and the people of Feiyue Island are looking forward to the wind, which can be regarded as conforming to the general trend."

After a deep groan, Chen Ping chuckled softly.

"What about the leader of the Qingsong Alliance, has he not been promoted to Yuan Dan?"

After speaking, Fang Jianpeng became nervous.

"Green pine?"

The corners of Chen Ping's mouth slanted, and he said lightly: "I'm afraid his grave grass is more than three zhang high." ”

"Alas, with his fall, the cause of Liu Shi's death is buried forever."

With a sigh, Fang Jianpeng said sadly.

Chen Ping Gujing did not wave, pretending to be unaware and calm.

He had performed the soul searching technique on the old way of Qingsong, so he naturally knew the truth about Liu Yanyu's fall.

However, Chen Ping was not ready to tell Fang Jianpeng.

"Fang Xiaoyou, with your current skills, it is possible to build a medium-sized spirit ship?"

After talking nonsense with Fang Jianpeng for a long time, Chen Ping finally got to the point.

"Senior Ye laughed, the junior has been assisting Master Mo in making small spirit ships in recent years, and has not officially received a personal order."

Fang Jianpeng's face was embarrassed, and he said: "If it is a small spirit ship, the junior may be able to try one or two, and the medium-sized one has no hope." ”