"This records the basic information of all the Yuan Dan and Zhuji monks of this sect currently on the Heavenly Beast Island, you take a closer look, if you encounter it in the wild, don't hurt the harmony."

Yin Xianyi flicked her fingers, shot out a jade slip, and said with a smile.

"Senior Yin, rest assured, the disciples of your sect are no different from the clansmen of the younger generation, if they are in danger, the junior will draw their swords to help!"

After scanning the contents of the jade slip, Chen Ping swore an oath.

"If they don't take your cold arrow, they will achieve my goal."

Yin Xianyi slandered in her heart, but she couldn't stop nodding and praising on the surface: "Xiaoyou's position, the concubine body has always been convinced. ”

"The juniors have one last thing to ask for."

Chen Pingtu clenched his fists and deliberately glanced around a few times.

Seeing this, Yin Xianyi popped out a few wisps of mana to block the surroundings, and said, "Little friend, please speak." ”

"Come out!"

Raising his wrist, Chen Ping drank the spirit beast bracelet, and a purple thunder Jiao rushed out, arching his body with teeth and claws, and a domineering attitude spread.

However, after sensing Yin Xianyi's existence, Lei Jiao immediately trembled, and the huge dragon body shrank into a ball.

"Third-order Thunder Jiao?"

Yin Xianyi squinted, and there was no fluctuation in her tone.

You are a real person of Jindan, and the little Lei Jiao is not a rare spirit beast.

"I'm tired of Yin Zhenren's shot, and I will use the soul searching technique on Jiao!"

Chen Ping grinned and said gloomily.

Soul searching?

Lei Jiao suddenly felt five thunders bang on the top, and his tail slapped into the void in circles, and roared angrily: "Terran monk, you dare to play tricks on me? ”

Now, it finally understands why Chen Ping has been hanging it for many years, it turns out that this cunning human race has long prepared the means to concoct it.

Although the demon soul is not quite the same as the human soul, the Jindan Realm monk can personally go out, and the success rate of soul searching can reach as much as eight or ninety!

Lei Jiao, who was being played, was furious and ran wildly in the box, but with Yin Xianyi's suppression, the big movement could not be transmitted.

And Chen Ping was indifferent, the more angry Lei Jiao was, the more comfortable he felt in his heart.

"You don't want to succeed!"

Lei Jiao's body suddenly exuded an extremely violent aura, and after his body expanded and contracted, a pale black thunder demon power appeared out of thin air, and he was actually willing to die and unyielding to do that self-detonation act.

"Little reptile, you can't live or die in front of this palace!"

Yin Xianyi sneered coldly, waved her sleeve skirt again, and a cyan full moon jumped from top to bottom, covering the thunder Jiao in it.

The full moon then spun rapidly, and circles of green smoke immediately rippled, and the light and moon shadow filled the entire box for a while.

Chen Ping stared at the flowing full moon for a while, and suddenly felt his heart shaking, dizzy, and couldn't help but feel horrified.

Yin Xianyi's casual spell could affect his mind, which showed the strength of the Jindan mid-stage monk's magical powers.

Not to mention the thunder Jiao who was spelled, there was no way to resist it at all.

The full moon spun for three breaths, and finally under Yin Xianyi's seal, it collapsed and disappeared with a "bang", turning into starlight.

Lei Jiao's body more than 20 zhang long was re-revealed, floating in the air, motionless.

I saw that the wild thunder demon power on this Jiao's body had all calmed down, and it was also unconscious with a crooked head, and there were strings of fishy spittle hanging from the mouth of the huge dragon head.

"Senior Yin's divine power is invincible!"

Chen Ping hurriedly stroked his palm and slapped a loud fart.

"Fortunately, this little Jiao is only in the early stage of the third order, if the cultivation is more advanced, the concubine body will not be able to search for its soul."

Yin Xianyi glanced at Chen Ping and said with a smile: "You can come and take away this little reptile in a month." ”

"During this time, the juniors just went to get some points."

Nodding, Chen Ping said with gratitude.

"There is a rule in the Twin Cities Pavilion that those who want to receive jade points must show their true faces."

With a sweep of his face, Yin Xianyi reminded.

"Thank you Yin seniors for your suggestions."

Chen Ping arched his hand again.

His current strength is close to the early stage of Jindan, but he doesn't have to continue to hide his head and show his tail.

"That's right."

Yin Xianyi put her hands behind her back and said with a rather solemn expression: "Three months ago, Senior Nephew Chu had announced that the Death Pass would hit the bottleneck of Jindan, and he had two drops of Astral Essence Dew given by Senior Brother Gu, not to mention that there was a probability of forty and a half or fifty percent, so you had to prepare in advance." ”

"The juniors know."

Chen Ping opened his mouth and said helplessly.

There are many things in the world that are unpredictable.

I think he and Chu Qingling have never met once, but they have formed a lot of enmity with each other.

The cause is naturally Jin Zhaoheng, and it is Shen Wanwan who deepens the grudge.

Not to mention the former, it was he who joined forces with the Shattered Star Gate to take the initiative to provoke.

But Shen Wanwan said that it was ugly, it was forcibly pushed to him by Yin Xianyi, no matter how you look at it, you feel a little wronged.

However, now that he has formed a Taoist relationship with Shen Wanwan, Chen Ping will not regret it.

Even if Chu Qingling's opportunity is not shallow, what about being promoted to Jindan?

When he took out all the several Fire Yuan Spirits in the Golden Bead Space and refined them, he might not be afraid of the person who had just broken into the Golden Pill.

……

Seeing Chen Ping leave the spirit ship, Yin Xianyi's smile gradually converged.

In Lanyue Sect, she has always been an elder who is known for being strict, and rarely treats her disciples kindly.

What made her laugh and cry was that in just a few meetings with Chen Ping, there were more smiling faces than in the past ten years.

His own condescension is really just to maintain a good relationship with this junior.

If she can exchange it for the inheritance of the Divine Soul Secret Technique, it will be of great benefit to her.

At least the Divine Consciousness of the Yuan Infant Bottleneck is not to be worried.

But Yin Xianyi knows that she can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Fortunately, her age is not yet four hundred, and she is not in a hurry for the time being.

Sitting down slowly, Yin Xianyi grabbed a second-order demon beast skin from the storage ring, wrote a letter with her own handwriting, and stained it with a trace of mana.

This letter was written to Qian Wusheng, and between the lines it showed her determination to defend Chen Ping.

As for whether Chen Ping sued the wicked first and slandered the Seven Phoenix Chamber of Commerce, Yin Xianyi was even more lazy to entangle.

With one less strong rival, Lanyue Pavilion's intelligence business will rise a lot, so why not!

Dealing with the affairs at hand, Yin Xianyi coldly glanced at the unconscious Lei Jiao, with an indifferent look on her face.

It was really very troublesome to search for a third-order demon beast, so she told Chen Ping to come back in a month.

……

As soon as his consciousness moved, Chen Ping regained his original appearance and went straight to a huge palace not far away.

The pavilion is divided into three floors from top to bottom, each floor has several entrances, and the middle gate, which is about two feet high, hangs a silver plaque engraved with the three big characters of "Twin Cities Pavilion".

In front of the door of the hall, on a high platform like an altar, four black-armored monks stood there, guarding safety with solemn expressions.

Chen Ping squinted his eyes and immediately found out that these black-armored monks were all overhauls in the early and middle stages of the Yuan Dan.

This Twin Cities Pavilion is such a big show!

The monks who were placed in the outside world to intimidate a small sea area actually acted as ordinary guards.

But when he thought that the Shuangcheng Pavilion was jointly founded by the Nine Great Jindan Sects, Chen Ping didn't feel a fuss.

pursing his lips, Chen Ping tiptoed a little and floated onto the stone platform.

What catches the eye is a bright hall that is nearly 1,000 feet long.

In the hall, a hundred monks hurried by, seemingly very busy.

Around the hall, there were more than a dozen exits that were identical to those of the passage he was in, and all of them were in and out of the monk's place.

All the way up to the second floor unimpeded, dozens of small halls that were divided appeared in front of Chen Ping's eyes.

In half of the small halls, some monks gathered together, and said something with different expressions.

"Wang Daoyou, Hushan and his party have made you a lot of money, right?"

In a small hall closest to Chen Ping, an old man with white hair and a blue face asked with a smile.

The object of the old man's inquiry was a blue-eyed man who was seven feet tall.

The ordinary personal relationship between the two is obviously good, and the man does not hide it, and said with a big grin: "I slaughtered two second-order late-stage blood plum foxes, and the total is only forty points, which is not as good as Brother Fu, you should have one hundred and twenty points in your hands, right?" ”

The white-haired old man was a little deeper, and did not answer the man's temptation directly, and said with a roll of his eyes: "Fu Mou got another news a few days ago, on the other side of Pohu Lake, there is a group of fiery rhinoceros herds, the leader is the peak of the second order, is Wang Daoyou interested in planning with me?" Harvest, it's still divided evenly according to the last five-five! ”

"That Pohu Lake, five thousand miles west of the Guzhou Plain?"

The blue-eyed man pondered for a moment, and said hesitantly: "In two days, it will be a medium-sized auction in March, and the younger brother wants to go again after participating." ”

"Haha, I thought you had some concerns!"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man laughed and echoed: "Fu is also ready to participate in this medium-sized auction, anyway, there are still a few months before the end of the Twin Cities Meeting, so there is no need to be too anxious to clear out the demon beasts." ”

The next moment, Chen Ping walked past the two of them with a similar expression.

Although these two people used their divine consciousness to transmit sounds, they could only build the foundation of the Great Perfection of cultivation, where could they escape his ears and eyes.

Word for word was almost the same as it was whispering into his ear.

What kind of fiery rhinoceros herd, Chen Ping naturally ignored it.

The medium-sized auction mentioned by the two of them, he was very attentive.

As far as he knew, this auction would be jointly organized by the five Jindan forces in Yanning City.

High-grade ores that are rarely seen on weekdays, such as the Qingfeng Dragon Muscle Grass, the Clear Void Leakage Pill, etc., the treasures in his purchase list may all appear.

The small open halls on the second floor of the Twin Cities Pavilion should be a place for the monks to discuss their affairs.

Chen Ping unceremoniously intercepted the conversations of the cultivators, and found that most of the discussions they discussed were about points, demon beasts, auctions, and other words.

"Well, he's here too?"

When passing through a small hall, a trace of surprise crossed Chen Ping's eyes.

I saw three monks, one man and one woman, sitting against the wall.

The three were clearly divided into two factions.

The purple-robed monk with a goatee sitting alone on the side was an acquaintance who surprised Chen Ping slightly.

This person is none other than his cheap fellow disciple, Yang Ziyu, the sect leader of Luo Huazong.

On the other side, a man with red phoenix eyes and a woman in a black dress leaned very closely, and it seemed that it was very likely that they were Taoist couples.

The cultivation of the two of them is not low, and they have reached the middle stage of Yuan Dan.

"Yang Daoyou, in view of your contribution in this clean-up operation, you can only take one percent of the loot!"

The man with phoenix eyes stretched out a finger and said lightly.

Strangely, he obviously used a high-spirited tone, but he gave people a gentle sense.

"I'm afraid this is not appropriate, in order to intercept the Peacock King, Yang lost a low-grade Dao weapon, if it is only divided into 10%, I am afraid that I will not even be able to recover the cost!"

Yang Ziyu argued weakly, looking submissive.

"The distribution of the spoils of war has always been decided by the leader of the Ma League, if you are dissatisfied, go and complain to him directly."

The woman in the black dress smiled and said sarcastically.

"Yang knows that his supernatural powers are low, so he will withdraw from the alliance now, and trouble the two of you to say sorry to the leader of the Ma League for me."

After a long time of blue and red changes on his face, Yang Ziyu suddenly took a deep breath and said decisively.

"Huh!"

The woman in the black dress was obviously scathing and mean, and when she saw Yang Ziyu lose her temper, she immediately sneered coldly: "The rules of this alliance are clearly written, how can you retreat if you want to?" ”

"Moreover, the alliance will go all out to mine the newly found ore vein, and in this sensitive period, if you choose to withdraw, you have the idea of leaking the news to the outside world!"

"Sister Ling!"

The man with Danfeng's eyes covered his hand and interjected: "Yang Daoyou, I think you still go to apply to the master of the Ma League in person, and we can't be the husband and wife in this matter." ”

The two sang and harmonized, which made Yang Ziyu's face sink for a while.

can recall the terrifying supernatural powers of the monk surnamed Ma, he is already cold all over, where dare to have a seizure.

At this time, the three of them didn't know that their silent divine conversation had been overheard by a person outside the door.

……

"Senior Brother Yang!"

At the moment when the scene fell into embarrassment, Chen Ping let out a soft sigh, and then walked into the small hall calmly.

Chen ...... Brother! ”

Hearing someone shouting him, Yang Ziyu was stunned for a moment, and after seeing the appearance of the man in the green shirt, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly followed his words.

The man with phoenix eyes and the woman in the black dress were all shocked, and a trace of panic crossed their eyes when they looked at each other.

Being silently intruded into the area by a strange monk means that there is no need to repeat what it means.

"Fellow Daoist, are you Yang Ziyu's senior brother?"

The man with phoenix eyes smiled reluctantly and hugged his fists.

The aura of the green-shirted monk was unrestrained, strong and extremely oppressive, all indicating that he was a genuine Yuandan Great Perfection monk.

But Luo Huazong's background has long been investigated by them, and this sect is weak, just a newly broken Yuan Dan force in Fuyou City.

The strongest person is Yang Ziyu in the early Yuan Dan period.

If he was backed by a Yuan Dan Great Perfection, why did he beg so hard to join the alliance in the first place?

The man kept looking at Chen Ping, and the suspicion on his face never retreated.

"What, am I his senior brother still need to be certified by you?"

Chen Ping's expression remained unchanged, and he asked coldly.

"Don't dare."

The Danfengyan monk was stared at by him, and suddenly a cold breath rose in his heart.

"Concubine body Bai Ling, he is the concubine body of the Taoist companion Tong Guan, we are all members of the Kunpeng League."

The woman in the black dress saw that her husband was deflated, and quickly spoke.

"Kunpeng League?"

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Your league is so big!" ”

It wasn't his deliberate provocation.

Kunpeng, one of the true spirits of the demon clan in ancient times, has a record about it that has been passed down to this day.

Kun turned into a bird, is named Peng, Peng's back, thousands of miles away, angry and flying, its wings like clouds hanging from the sky.

According to various classics, Kunpeng's supernatural powers also suppressed the real dragon.

Chen Ping didn't know which bold and rampant person took the name of this "Kunpeng League".

In the cultivation world, there are things that need to be revered and avoided.

"You tell me what kind of Ma Daoyou for me, I took it away, Senior Brother Yang, and from now on, he has nothing to do with Kunpeng League."

Chen Ping waved his hand impatiently and walked out first.

"Goodbye, two fellow Daoists."

Yang Ziyu, who had pulled the tiger skin, straightened his chest, hugged his fists very casually, and chased Chen Ping's steps.