"Terrans deserve to die!"

Seeing that the usually respectful human pet disobeyed the will and gave the baby girl to the power of the human race, the Giant Spirit Emperor was furious.

His only remaining palm grabbed fiercely, and the five blood needles beat in the palm of his hand, as if he was alive.

"Whoosh!"

The blood needle erupted, imprinted into the void and disappeared into nothingness.

An extreme cold swirled in his heart, Chen Ping slowly raised his head, the clear river in his eyes flashed, and he suddenly let out a cold snort.

"Boom!"

The blood needle soul technique that originally hit the baby girl suddenly twisted, and then melted into the invisible like thin snow under the scorching sun.

The Djinn Clan's Divine Soul Attack was vulnerable to the Primal Soul Technique.

The power of Spiritualism doesn't stop there.

The barbarian emperor in the blood mist only felt an explosion in his head, as if he had been smashed thousands of times with a huge mountain, and suddenly roared in severe pain and unbearable.

"The baby girl has been obtained, and this place cannot be left for long."

Chen Ping's pale figure flickered and appeared at the foot of the mountain.

Casting multiple coral phases and soul sigils one after another was too heavy a burden on his soul.

And now he's holding a fragile baby.

Even if you are protected at all times, it is extremely dangerous in the aftermath of the fifth-order fighting method.

"My people, destroy the Terrans at any cost!"

The barbarian emperor who bowed down roared loudly.

The Soul attacks continued.

Chen Ping's thoughts flashed quickly, and he gave up the Giant Spirit Emperor.

This guy has the rules of strength, and his body is indestructible.

It's almost impossible to kill in just a few moments.

In an instant, he chose a target.

A king-blood giant spirit that is in the middle of a battle with Tianlong Zhenjun and Lu Yuqing.

Under the full force of the two great monks, this giant spirit has suffered a lot of injuries.

"Tenryu Daoyou!"

"Lu Daoyou!"

Chen Ping drank softly, and the two yuan babies immediately understood.

The strong mana permeated the surroundings, and the king's blood giant felt a breeze blowing behind him, and the strange cold suddenly attacked.

The spirit eyes of the king blood djinn were clamped, and he wanted to dodge, but his hands and feet were covered with cold thin ice, and his body became sluggish, and he didn't have time to dodge at all.

It roared in its mouth, and its pitted body was full of blood.

Layers of peculiar blood-stained patterns emerged.

"Poof"

The giant claws of the two golden dragons pierced the body of the giant spirit, but they only penetrated three inches, and they couldn't penetrate a single inch.

Tianlong Zhenjun slapped his arms, and the light and shadow of the dragon rushed down, and they were divided into three waves in a flash, and the explosion that was not to be outdone roared amazingly.

This person's supernatural powers are much higher than those of the two-headed dragon brothers.

Under the bombardment of those wandering dragon phantoms, the protection of the king's blood djinn shattered inch by inch, and the muffled sound continued to collapse at the same time.

"Sword Three!"

Chen Ping's aura suddenly reappeared, and he poured in from above the Giant Spirit King, and the Heavenly Immortal Sword rotated uncertainly.

"Snort!"

In the next moment, the white short sword flashed away, piercing through the head of the Djinn King and pouring ferociously into his body.

The self-created heavenly swordsmanship went on a rampage directly in the flesh and blood.

Devour, destroy.

In an instant, the meridians and internal organs that came into contact with them were full of holes.

"Two, redistribute the loot in the evening!"

Chen Ping informed him without sincerity, and the storage ring quickly lit up, and the body of the Giant Spirit King disappeared immediately.

At this critical juncture, Lu Yuqing and Tianlong didn't have time to care, so they scattered far away to rescue several Yuanying Daoists who were surrounded.

On the other hand, the king-blood djinn chasing the golden cat puppet gave up early and frantically attacked the Terrans.

Almost at the same time, a Terran primordial infant was unfortunately involved in the sea of blood, and he was wiped out along with the storage ring on his body.

Tianlong Zhenjun's body was sick, and the two palms of the visionary vision were clenched, and he rushed to the sea of blood above with his bare hands and smashed the hundred fists that were "whirring" above.

The golden cat puppet also returned to the battlefield under Chen Ping's manipulation.

The scorching Hao Holy Light Flame kept circulating, stirring in a spiral, and cooperating with the Heavenly Dragon to destroy this giant spirit spell.

For the first time since the melee, all the cultivators gathered.

……

"Sun Wenqi, cast a spell far away!"

Chen Ping hugged the baby and commanded by his name.

This person's wind attribute is supernatural, and it is the first choice to flee from him in a group.

Then, with a pinch of the summoning puppet, the golden cat puppet and the Taiqing Spirit Scorpion puppet were included in the storage ring.

Here, Sun Wenqi looked anxious and touched his waist with one hand and took out a light red cloak.

With a treasure in one hand and a trick in the other, obscure spells came out of his mouth.

The five fingers of the pinching trick shot out a pillar of wind from the palm of his hand, hitting a flowing rune of the cloak magic weapon.

Suddenly, a smart light bloomed.

A humming sound emanated from the cloak, and a swaying roll enveloped everyone inside.

After half a breath, the Giant Spirit Emperor completely recovered from the primordial soul dementorship.

Seeing that a king blood giant spirit had actually fallen, the barbarian emperor opened his mouth in anger, and a blood-colored pillar of light surged out.

The Yuan Ying in the cloak didn't think twice, and pinched all kinds of light shields to protect the surroundings.

Chen Ping's eyes narrowed, and the Cutting Heavenly Immortal Sword swept in a circle.

A white flickering sword light unicorn roared and crashed away.

"Boom!"

The blood-colored pillar of light was slightly rushed by the sword light qilin, and it lasted less than a while before it collapsed.

The terrifying Heaven Cutting Sword Qi once again covered the Barbarian Emperor.

The hard skin suddenly tore out hundreds of deep wounds that were crisscrossed by blood.

"Let's go!"

Chen Ping drank violently, and the dozen or so top-grade spirit stones in his sleeve were shattered and shattered.

The Tongtian Spirit Treasure can hurt the Barbarian Emperor, but it also consumes a lot.

This is not only the injection of mana, but too much in a short period of time, and the meridians and dantian are also unbearable.

"Die!"

The Barbarian Emperor suffered heavy blows one after another, and the anger in his heart reached the sky.

I saw that it shook the arm that had been cut off by the Heaven Cutting Sword before, and all the eyes of its face flipped around, and a trace of purple lightning jumped out.

That arm swelled rapidly, and with a "bang" explosion, it melted into a blurred ball of blood and shot towards the cloak spirit treasure.

Before the blood ball really touched the vicinity, it suddenly conjured up a huge fist shadow the size of a mountain.

Thousands of miles around the holy mountain are shrouded in it.

The nearby space seemed to be compressed at one point, and it was bound to crush the infants.

"The rules of force!"

The power of this kind of space change was even shocking to the two Great Monks and Chen Ping.

"I'm sorry guys."

Chen Ping sighed silently, and as soon as the white fin was displayed, the starry sky technique was about to be performed.

Several primordial babies in the pilgrimage sea were the barbarian continents that he coerced and lured into.

If all of them are killed, and their identities will be exposed in the future, the human race in the Fancang Sea will be afraid that everyone will be in danger, and they will really treat him as an evil cultivator.

After all, the death of the Eastern Regions Yuanying has something to do with him indirectly.

Now that he has plagued the Northern Regions again, Chen Ping himself is a little embarrassed.

But in the face of the powerful blow of the Barbarian Emperor's blood sacrifice body, he was helpless.

At this time, the dead Taoist friend is not dead, and the poor Taoist can't complain about him at all.

Sun Wenqi and the others looked frightened, and the clouds of fall rose in their hearts.

"Fellow Daoists, protect the Seven Tips!"

In a short time, Tianlong Zhenjun, who had been silent, woke up, and suddenly touched it into his arms, and an extremely simple cyan bell appeared in his hand.

Without saying a word, he stretched out a stubby finger and struck the bell.

"Ding!"

Large, piercing bells erupted in all directions, and swept towards the holy mountain in the distance.

Even though the cultivators had covered their ears as they said, their hearts were still thundering, and the pain was incomparable.

"Dongyang Bell!"

"How is this treasure in your hands!"

Several pilgrim primordial infants were shocked, as if they were afraid to gather towards a corner, far away from the Heavenly Dragon True Monarch.

"Heavenly Spirit Treasure!"

Chen Ping's eyes flashed, and after licking his lips, he temporarily interrupted the Starry Sky Technique.

And the Heavenly Dragon True Monarch ignored this, and the mana all over his body poured into the bell like a tide.

As the bells became more and more dense, those fifth-order djinns around them were greatly affected, and their faces distorted and stood still.

After a moment, the cyan ancient clock's size soared, protecting the top of the cultivators' heads.

The shadow of the barbarian emperor's fist of the mountain and river also fell at the same time.

"Boom!"

As soon as the two came into contact, an earth-shattering thunder explosion resounded through the central mountain range.

The rippling shock wave shattered the rocks over and over again, crushing them into nothingness.

Chen Ping's heart moved, and he glanced at this treasure twice.

As a result, I saw the stars on the clock, showing familiar patterns.

It implies celestial phenomena such as stars, sun, and moon, which is strange.

"Boom!"

The second collision was even more terrifying.

The land within a radius of 100 miles is in disarray, and all of it is plunged into the deep sea.

Hundreds of feet of tsunami burst out from the cracks in the ground, submerging the holy mountain.

During this period, a pale red light and shadow identified a direction, and turned into a flying crane that broke through the sky upwards and disappeared into the clouds.

After a few breaths, the astonishing impact gradually subsided.

The scarred Barbarian Emperor was suspended in mid-air, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

"My emperor, my subordinates request to use the strength of the whole clan to set foot on the pilgrimage city!"

The only remaining king blood giant spirit thundered and roared.

"The two foreign aid monks invited by the pilgrim Yuanying are not trivial, and there is nothing the emperor can do about them before he recovers from his injuries."

The Barbarian Emperor's thoughts swirled out, and he said indifferently: "The Terran Immortal Bamboo Spirit Root was born, you ordered to go down and spread this news all over the Fancang Sea!" ”

"Especially the Sparrow of the Wraith Mountain Range, be sure to let it know as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

The King's Blood Djinn replied respectfully.

"The barbarian mainland people are favored, all the above Yuan Dan will be killed, and the rest will be put into the dungeon and breed the next generation day and night."

In the past, it was too tolerant, and Kong Zhenyi's betrayal made the barbarian emperor decide to purge the people and slaves.

……

Deep-sea area.

A huge pale red flying crane escaped from the sky at a great speed.

"Flying Crane" in the body.

Chen Ping hugged the baby with one hand, pressed it to his eyebrows with the other, and said lightly: "The barbarian emperor did not pursue us. ”

Hearing this, the cultivators beside him breathed a sigh of relief, and a trace of happiness for the rest of their lives floated on their faces.

"Poof!"

At this moment, the corners of Tianlong Zhenjun's mouth overflowed with blood, and he sat down with a depressed expression.

The sun and moon pattern on the ancient clock dimmed slightly, and it retracted back to the prototype with a few sounds, and was put into his sleeve robe.

"Why did the Dongyang Bell of the Tianwen Hall fall into the hands of Your Excellency?"

Lu Yuqing said with an ugly face.

Sun Wenqi and Chu Yang on the side also threw a questioning look at Tianlong.

"Serendipity."

Tianlong Zhenjun sighed uncertainly, and slowly explained the cause and effect.

And Chen Ping, who was confused, finally understood the ins and outs.

It turned out that this Tianwen Hall was a large secret realm in the Northern Regions.

Similar to the Aurora Treasure Domain, it is opened every thousand years, and the holder of the token can enter the temple to hunt for treasure.

Two hundred years ago, the Tianwen Temple was born.

High-ranking monks from the Northern Sea flocked in.

They teamed up to break the ban and found a heavenly spirit treasure in a cave.

It is the Dongyang bell sacrificed by the dragon.

Before the heavy treasure, the cultivators tore their faces and fought.

In the end, a Yuanying monk broke through with a serious injury and fled with Dongyang Zhong.

But after the secret realm of the Tianwen Hall was over, the great monk who had won the Tongtian Spirit Treasure had never appeared in the Northern Regions since.

"This bell was indeed found in the storage ring of a corpse."

Tianlong smiled bitterly and defended: "In order to prevent you from misunderstanding, this treasure has rarely been used in the past two hundred years. ”

"Dao Friendly doesn't look like a monk from the Northern Regions!"

Lu Yuqing and others meant something.

"Enough!"

Chen Ping frowned and scolded: "Not to mention that the Heavenly Dragon Daoist friend Fang just saved you, the heavy treasure of the cultivation world was originally obtained by those who were destined, Fang Mou was short-sighted, and it was the first time he heard the words of different regions!" ”

The cold words were like a basin of water that woke up the pilgrims.

On the last trip to the Tianwen Palace, several sects paid a huge price.

The final benefit fell into the hands of an offshore monk.

Suddenly saw Dongyang Bell, and it was understandable that several people were deceived by the treasure.

"Thank you, Brother Fang, for breaking the siege."

Tianlong Zhenjun handed Chen Ping a grateful look.

"The strength of the Taoist friend is strong, and there are people who don't know the good and the bad to tell him to live forever and shut up, so there is really no need to explain more."

Chen Ping swept the audience coldly and quietly, and said calmly.

At this moment, Lu Yuqing and the others immediately restrained all the expressions that should not be shown, and their hearts were awe-inspiring.

On the Barbarian Continent, the combat power of the two non-Northern Regions cultivators was more exaggerated than the other.

Fang Yuan, who had seriously injured the Barbarian Emperor alone, could kill a few people.

Now is the time to share the benefits of profits, and we must not anger them for their misfortune.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

At this time, a short cry suddenly rose, and all the cultivators looked at the pink baby girl held by Chen Ping, with a hot expression on their faces.

"Old decay happens to know an inner disciple of the Transformation God Force, why don't you send her to the Central Sea?"

The old man in the late Yuan Infant period pondered and proposed.

"This ......"

Sun Wenqi and Chu Yang did not answer, and glanced at Chen Ping vaguely.

There is no doubt that the person who has made the greatest contribution to the scene belongs to this person.

Moreover, the character of "Fang Yuan" is also clear, and the cultivators are also clear, and they are the same.

"The idea of beating my junior sister, is Daoyou thinking that Yang Shou is too much?"

Chen Ping sneered unceremoniously.

The cultivators sighed in their hearts, recalling that there seemed to be a god master behind this person.

After a few breaths of silence, several people did not dare to compete for this special "trophy" again.

"If it weren't for the state of this seat, it would have reached the point where the oil ran out......

Chen Ping was extremely kind on the surface, but secretly but ruthlessly.

The value of the fairy bamboo spiritual root is beyond doubt.

If the gods of the Central Sea find out, I'm afraid they will also come to the door to collect apprentices.

The only way to keep it secret is to get rid of the entire Barbarian Continent and the pilgrim primordial infants!

But just the Barbarian Emperor could shatter his plans.

Therefore, it makes little difference whether to kill or not to kill a few people present.

The key is that this Heavenly Dragon True Monarch has a defense-type Tongtian Spirit Treasure, and it is really not so easy to extinguish.

……

On the way back to the pilgrimage city, Chen Ping distributed a little of the spoils.

The corpses of the two Sea Clans and the corpses of the Djinn were all left behind by him on the pretext of improving their puppetry.

The harvested several storage shells and storage rings were given to the cultivators according to the size of their merits.

In Chen Ping's summary of "this seat monopolizes eight successful labors", several people ended up like puppets.

In the case of Tianlong Zhenjun's intention to fight, even if the pilgrim Yuan Ying is dissatisfied, there is no room for resistance.

……

Flying into the pilgrimage city, the three sect primordial infants immediately ordered the whole process to be on guard to prevent the counterattack of the giant spirit clan.

And the new information that the Giant Spirit Emperor had mastered the rules of power was also transmitted to the major sects along with a secret document.

What made Lu Yuqing, Sun Wenqi and others panic was that after the two half-step gods took Bu Ningmei away, they disappeared into the pilgrimage city without a trace.

……

High in the sky outside the city.

Tianlong Zhenjun and Chen Ping laughed and talked for a long time and said goodbye to each other.

And Bu Ningmei held her breath respectfully, for fear of disturbing the two seniors.

She was originally in retreat in the Lingshan Cave Mansion of the Lianhua Sect, preparing to attack the Yuan Infant.

But Chen Ping suddenly appeared and took her away.

Sweeping the baby girl in the man's arms again, she suddenly understood.

"There doesn't seem to be a machine spirit in the Dongyang Bell of Tianlong Daoyou?"

Chen Ping said with a smile.

"Don't hide it from fellow Daoists, when I get this treasure, the original artifact spirit has already died."

After a deep groan, Tianlong Zhenjun said regretfully.

"Oh?"

Chen Ping nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that this Dongyang Bell, like the Cutting Heaven Immortal Sword, used to be a true Heavenly Spirit Treasure.

The body of the baby belongs to the dead thing, and there is no disaster or disaster.

But the machine spirit has to survive five tribulations in its lifetime.

Unlike the failure of the Terran Tribulation and the chance of survival, the failure of the Instrument Spirit Tribulation will be wiped out immediately.

Taiqing Lingzun's Fish Hook Treasure is a rare two-tribulation weapon spirit in this world.

"Tianlong Daoyou's identity is sensitive, and it seems that holding this Tongtian Spirit Treasure will cause criticism."

Coughing his throat, Chen Ping sighed and said, "What do you think of the two top-notch puppets of Fang Mou's Dou Djinn?" ”

"If you are willing to exchange, it is okay to relieve your worries below."

Hearing this, Tianlong Zhenjun shook his head decisively, and said in a loud voice: "The body is not afraid of shadows, I have cultivated so far, and my subordinates have not been contaminated with the life of an innocent human race. ”

"Who is not, you and I are the pillars of the Fancang Sea."

Seeing that Tianlong had no intention of exchanging, Chen Ping suddenly lost the interest of continuing to talk, and hugged his fists to say goodbye.

"See you soon."

Tianlong smiled, the aura on his body flashed slightly, and in a breath, it turned into rainbow light and escaped into the sky.

After staring at it for a long time and frowning, Chen Ping let go of the Cutting Heaven Immortal Sword.

"Wow!"

At this time, the baby girl in her arms began to cry again, kicking her hands and feet together.

"Be quiet!"

Chen Pinghu was stunned and said in a gloomy tone.

Who knew that Xing was frightened, and the baby girl cried even more, and a trace of red marks appeared on her carved face.

"Brother Yuan."

On the side, Bu Ningmei said cautiously: "Is she hungry?" ”

"Why, I haven't eaten for a few days!"

As soon as Chen Ping finished speaking, he realized the negligence of thinking.

After the monk broke into the golden pill, he stayed away from the whole grain.

But this baby girl is only extraordinary, and she has no spiritual power to nourish her internal organs, so it is normal to feel hungry.

"Find a safe place to hide."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Ping rolled up Bu Ningmei, and turned into a beam of sword light and walked away in one direction.

Along the way, the baby girl's crying became louder and louder.

Chen Ping was distraught when he heard it, and finally couldn't help but plug his ears with mana.

……

A second-tier island in the Northern Regions.

The heart of a hill no more than ten feet high.

A man and a woman were staring at each other around the stone bed.

A pit was dug in the center of the bed and a layer of soft fourth-order silk was laid.

A little baby is lying on its back, its two little eyes smiling silly, and sucking its little fingers.

"Do you have a first-order spiritual spring on your body?"

Chen Ping asked with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

The level of the aura in his storage ring is too high, making it unsuitable for young babies.

"Brother Yuan, I once read a jade slip, it is best to feed fresh milk to young babies of the human race."

Bu Ningmei said with a little embarrassment.

"Oh, that's it."

Chen Ping frowned and stared at Bu Ningmei's big thing:

"You are a Jindan body cultivator, the baby girl bites her teeth and shatters, I think she still squeezes it out."

After hearing this, Bu Ningmei was stunned for a moment, and said aggrievedly: "Ningmei is not just giving birth, how can there be milk generation." ”

"I'll use my mana to help you produce milk."

After thinking about it, Chen Ping slowly put his palm on Bu Ningmei's chest angrily.

"呲呲"

Wisps of turbid liquid swirled out, and the rich milky fragrance suddenly wafted around.

Introducing a trace of milk into the baby's mouth, Chen Ping squatted down sweating.

"Gollum"

"Gollum"

The baby girl sucked on the milk as soon as her crying stopped.

"Haha, she's so hungry!"

Chen Ping clapped his hands and laughed, looking at the baby curiously.

But as soon as he glanced at Bu Ningmei, his expression immediately returned to indifference.

"Brother Yuan......"

Bu Ningmei covered her mouth and smiled, suddenly feeling that this great supernatural monk was a little cute.

……

After a quarter of an hour, the well-fed and well-fed baby girl slept peacefully.

"Ning Mei, do you have any complaints about giving up the first high position?"

Chen Ping suddenly turned his head and asked.

"Brother Yuan, where are you and where am I."

Bu Ningmei called emotionally and leaned lightly on the man's shoulder.

"You can retreat in peace, and I will protect the Dharma for you."

Speaking without being salty or light, Chen Ping said leisurely:

"By the way, before the retreat, squeeze a batch of fresh milk and seal it, this little guy is very annoying."

……

When Bu Ningmei entered the secret room, Chen Ping jumped on the stone bed and approached the baby girl.

Immortal bamboo spirit root, psychic sword body!

Terran seeds with such qualifications, if they were brought to the Transformation God Sect, should be able to exchange for a large number of sixth-order spiritual objects.

It's a pity that he has no background, and he ventures to trade with the big forces in the central sea, and the probability of being eaten is not small.

"This seat himself is one of the creatures closest to the gods, why do you want to give away the beautiful jade to others?"

Chen Ping's eyes flashed, and he left his distracting thoughts behind.

Those who possess the Immortal Bamboo Spiritual Root have great hope of advancing to the Sixth Order in the future.

And the psychic sword body endowed this baby with a good kendo talent, just enough to inherit his mantle.

With the power of rules and swordsmanship, the baby girl cultivates to a high level, and she must be a strong man like him, who can cross the small realm to defeat the enemy!

With a hammer deal and long-term returns, Chen Ping doesn't know which one to choose.

Gently touching the center of the baby's eyebrows, he looked inward, and found that near her heart, there were light green, bamboo-like air currents.

The spirit of fairy bamboo that carries the rules!

Seven wisps in total.

Let the qi of the fairy bamboo stay in the body, the baby girl can wash the marrow and cut the bones and improve the physique.

And if you absorb it with Lingzhu, the quality of Lingzhu can be improved.

This is Chen Ping's purpose to rescue her at any cost.

"There are many pills in the world to improve your physique, and I will make up for you in the future."

Muttering, suctioning power appeared in Chen Ping's hands.

After a while, a wisp of air that exuded a cold meaning beat in the palm of his hand.

……

Two days later, the quality of a highest-aged Blue Tribulation Thunder Bamboo was raised to the seventh order!

used up five wisps of immortal bamboo qi.

After confirming that it was hopeless for Lei Zhu to continue to advance to the eighth order, Chen Ping stopped drawing.

Leave two wisps of fairy bamboo qi in the baby girl's body.

"Where can I go to find the Great Grandmaster of Refining?"

Chen Ping couldn't wait to refine the Thunder Bamboo into a Heavenly Spirit Treasure.

There are quite a few Yuan Infant Refiners in the open sea.

With such a precious material in his hands, he must have to ask for the help of one of the most skilled people.

As he was contemplating, there was movement under his feet.

The baby girl's small mouth moved, and her big eyes looked around.

"Hungry again?"

Chen Ping was speechless, and divided a milk spring to feed.

Then, he began a formal retreat to heal.

……

Two months later.

Chen Ping's face was iron-blue, and he flew to the sea with the baby girl in his arms.

"If you cry again, I'll throw you into the sea and feed the fish!"

The fierce god said viciously, and Chen Ping said depressedly.

It was easy to feed and clean the feces and urine.

A spell can be solved.

However, this little girl has a noisy personality, and she often cries when she sleeps for half an hour.

After studying for a long time, Chen Ping knew that the baby should be coaxed.

But he didn't have time to play with him.

"Grab two nuns to feed?"

Thinking about it, Chen Ping denied this idea.

"How did I forget it!"

Suddenly, Chen Ping had an idea, and grabbed the baby girl back to the cave.

After the spirit beast bracelet lit up, Big Gray flapped his wings and flew out.

Receiving the transmission from its master, this fifth-order spirit insect was frightened and refused again and again.

……

"Giggles"

"Giggles"

For a moment, clear laughter echoed in the secret room.

The big gray true monarch desperately flew low around the house.

Carrying a large cradle made of fourth-order spiritual bamboo on his back, the baby girl was lying in it, laughing constantly in the bumps.

"Little fool."

Chen Ping scoffed and concentrated on healing.

The Barbarian Emperor's supernatural powers made him restrain his previous pride.

Even if you can win alone, you will win badly.

Looking down on the world, all the races are easy to suffer big losses.

……

"Big Ash, take her around the island."

"Big Ash, catch her a few butterflies."

"Big Ash, you took her to this seat and threw her away!"

And so the days passed.

Four years later, Hill Cave House.

A white girl with pigtails sat honestly, and a serious purple-robed man closed his eyes and rested.

And this girl seems to be honest, but her bare feet are painting indiscriminately on the sand.

"Uncle, why do you have a name, and Big Ash has a name, but I don't?"

After a while, the girl seemed to be tired of playing alone, and asked with big eyes blinking.

"You're still young."

Chen Ping opened his eyes slightly and said lightly.

"Master, Big Ash has come up with a good name."

At this time, the insect lying on the side spoke in a voice.

"You?"

Chen Ping snorted disdainfully.

"Chen Fuyao, Fu is a lotus, out of the mud is not clean, a metaphor for her birth is gloomy but has nothing to do with the road ahead."

"Far away, the intention is immeasurable, and it fits her cultivation talent."

Big Ash shook his head and screamed.

A note made Chen Ping fall silent.

"Who taught you these crepe things?"

Chen Pinghu asked suspiciously.

A little worm actually read through the Terran scriptures, and he didn't believe it when he was killed.

"On an island, Big Ash turned into a human form and found a champion Lang, and spent two lower grade spirit stones to buy the name."

Seeing that he was recognized by the master, he was embarrassed.

"Oh."

Chen Ping nodded slightly.

Over the years, he spent most of his time in retreat.

The baby girl was basically raised by Big Gray.

The relationship between one person and one insect is quite deep.

"Chen Fuyao!"

Then, Chen Ping drank lowly, and said with a faint look in his eyes:

"From today onwards, you will open your spiritual cultivation, practice qi, build the foundation, Yuan Dan, Jin Dan, and Yuan Ying, you still have a long way to go."