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Originally, the competition was just a small part.

Since Chen Ping opened his mouth, it didn't hurt Xu Daoqing to sell his face.

But he changed his hexagram twice in one breath, which made him wonder.

Then he swept Chen Ping's gaze.

Outside the mountain, a mid-fifth-order demon insect shuttled through the clouds and flew rapidly towards the Wuxiang Mountain.

On the back of the worm, there is also a stunning girl in a short red dress.

"Flying Rock Wings."

Xu Daoqing seemed to understand something.

This should be the spirit worm that Chen Ping domesticated.

is willing to invest a lot of resources to improve the bloodline of a heavenly demon, and it is estimated that there is only one in the entire Fancang Sea.

"Xu Daoyou doesn't know that Chen's spirit pet is already the bloodline of the Holy Demon."

Chen Ping explained with a smile.

"The future is not small."

Hearing this, Xu Daoqing boasted casually.

However, in his eyes, the Heavenly Demon, the Holy Demon, and even the True Demon bloodline belong to the same level.

Not into the stream.

On the side, Feng Tianyu twitched the corners of his mouth and took a sip of spirit wine depressedly.

Chen Ping's generosity has always been for his own people.

Just like him, in order to exchange for more than 2,000 wisps of Yuan Infant Qi, this lion opened his mouth and asked for twenty sixth-order ores at one time.

He used up the sect's contribution points, and only made up about half of them.

But you can't do it without trying to figure it out.

Chen Ping's realm has improved so fast, and he may be transformed into a god next time.

Without enough Yuan Infant Qi, his Bitter Spiritual Root Divine Power could not be completed at all.

"How wonderful it would be if this guy was a female cultivator, it doesn't hurt for Feng to pinch his nose and sacrifice his hue."

Feng Tianyu glanced at it resentfully.

Being calculated from Yuan Dan to the approaching god is uncomfortable, and anyone's heart is uncomfortable.

"Hehe, the fourth layer of this seat's Late Ruler Starry Sky Technique is all counting on you."

Secretly happy, how could Chen Ping care about Feng Tianyu's grievances.

It was no longer what it used to be, and he didn't even care which life was in charge of this son's consciousness.

……

"The master is set in the Phaseless Mountain!"

The big gray chirped, and the wings flapped faster and faster.

There is a sense of spirit beast contract between it and Chen Ping.

There's no need to be cautious about wandering back for information.

"Uncle Big Gray, you still know him."

Blowing the green silk hanging in front of his forehead, Chen Fuyao restrained his expression and made himself look a lot more stable.

She had the feeling of meeting her father in person.

Both anticipation and dreading.

At this time, Chen Ping was already suspended from the seat, his hands behind his back with a look of expression.

Emperor Li Han, Bao Jingge, Concubine Shu Mu and others looked at it curiously.

It must not be easy to make the top half-step god care about.

……

"Whoosh!"

The big ash flew at the entrance and went straight to the Wuxiang Mountain.

"Uncle Wen......"

As he passed the foot of the mountain, Big Ash greeted a middle-aged monk in a hurry.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the big gray senior."

Chen Xiangwen didn't dare to slack off in returning the gift.

Although this insect is only a spirit beast beside the ancestor, its realm is a real mid-fifth-order realm.

"Girl, this is your master's elder."

Big Ash turned around and said, "The monks of the older generation of the Chen family are basically seated, and Uncle Wen is the only one who remains, and his status in the master's mind is very high. ”

"Grandpa, my name is Chen Fuyao."

Chen Fuyao understood and bowed respectfully.

"What a good girl!"

Chen Xiangwen smiled and nodded repeatedly.

Decades ago, Chen Ping mentioned that he had accepted a personal disciple and gave him the family name.

I think it's the little girl in front of me.

"Hehe, arrogance and arrogance also score people, and the big gray teaches well."

At the top of the mountain, Chen Ping, who had been looking at this side, was quite satisfied.

"Chirp!"

The big ash only stayed for half a breath and continued to enter the mountain with Chen Fuyao.

Along the way, hundreds of powerful breaths were detected.

The blatant breakthrough of the Phaseless Array Sect is also benefiting from the protection of the master.

It has a clear heart in its heart, and its master can sit on the top of the mountain, and its status is obviously extraordinary.

……

"Chirp!"

With a clear insect chirp, the big ash finally landed on the top of the Wuxiang Mountain.

Looking at the master who was close to Chi Chi, the insect raised its claws excitedly.

But it didn't fly over affectionately.

Because this good opportunity must be left to Chen Fuyao.

"Is it still the middle of the fifth order?"

Chen Ping smiled unexpectedly.

Big Ash's strength was a bit difficult to deal with in the late stage of the ordinary Fifth Order, and it was understandable that his progress was slow after leaving him.

"Master."

Jumping off the back of the insect lightly, Chen Fuyao turned a blind eye to the strong people of all ethnic groups in the mountains, and pounced on Chen Ping step by step.

The scent of fragrance hit the bosom.

Feeling the warm soft body sobbing on his body, the embarrassment in Chen Ping's eyes flashed.

A pair of large hands is not suitable anywhere.

It can only be left dry on both sides.

Seeing this, Bao Jingge nearby hurriedly moved his position into the distance.

Make room for this pair of masters and apprentices who have been reunited for a long time.

"Little girl, with your talent, you have only broken through the middle stage of Yuandan, isn't it lazy and slack!"

With a light cough, Chen Ping took out a coercive voice.

Although Chen Fuyao's cultivation speed was within his expectations, if the resources were not worried, it would be normal to be even faster.

In the apprenticeship ceremony he built that year, a number of precious treasures were placed.

Chen Fuyao is carrying a Creation Bead, and it is impossible to lack a spirit stone.

"The hardships of the apprentices are not able to cultivate with peace of mind at all."

Chen Fuyao raised his head, wanting to speak and stopped.

"What, who bullied you?"

Chen Ping flashed coldly and asked.

"Forget it, let's not mention it, being able to see the master is the result of Fu Yao's prayers day and night."

Chen Fuyao's eyes were filled with tears, and it seemed that they would slip down in the next second.

However, she just smiled and swallowed the tears back into her eyes.

"The first human race in the sea, Xu Lingzun is the master for you in person, what are you afraid of!"

Chen Ping pointed to Xu Daoqing, who was high above.

"Xiaoyou has been wronged, just speak out."

His expression was stunned, and Xu Daoqing immediately said gently.

He understands that Chen Ping is a face-heavy person.

This casual concern is not enough to worry about.

What's more, this girl should be the special spiritual root junior that Chen Ping took away in the Northern Regions Giant Spirit Branch back then.

In the future, it is very likely to be promoted to the gods, and it can be regarded as giving some good karma in advance.

"Thank you, senior."

Chen Fuyao was shocked in his heart, and bowed in fear.

This time there was no pretense at all.

Yuan Ying is just that, but no matter what cultivation world the Avatar Cultivator is in, they are all the top creatures.

"The Imperial Court of the Sea Clan, the Djinn of the Western Regions, and the great powers of all the clans are all present, Fu Yao, tell me, what bold things have bullied you!"

Looking around with a sharp gaze like an eagle falcon, Chen Ping said in a surging voice.

"We and the kings of the imperial court have never seen Chen Daoyou's high disciples, and the people below may not know Mount Tai with their eyes."

Emperor Li Han pondered for a while and said coldly.

"What the Northern Djinn has done has nothing to do with the Emperor."

The Giant Spirit Emperor of the Western Regions also cleared up the relationship.

Originally, the Barbarian Continent was destroyed, and it should seek justice for its people.

But whoever called the culprit was a human race comparable to the gods.

The barbarian emperor was destined to die in vain.

After the two, one after another, the interracial powers expressed their positions.

Yuanying Monk was even more in danger, for fear that a junior who was not long-eyed would anger Chen Ping's apprentice.

"Master's prestige in the Anti-Demon Alliance has reached this level!"

Chen Fuyao's heart moved, and he was secretly happy.

Among the many powers on the top of the mountain, she really found one or two people who had friction.

She caused trouble in the Southern Regions, and once offended the forces under the command of several major sects.

Of course, others don't necessarily know her for the first time.

……

"This girl is probably selling pathetic."

Seeing that Chen Fuyao was silent for a long time, Chen Ping guessed some of his thoughts.

Big Ash has always been by his side, what can she be bullied for.

How much skill there is, how much trouble to cause.

If he was in the Yuan Dan Realm, he would be in trouble that even a fifth-order demon beast would not be able to deal with, Chen Ping would think that this woman would not be able to cultivate, and her life would be short.

"Chen has only accepted such a personal disciple, and fellow Daoists will take care of it in the future."

First, he hugged Xu Daoqing alone, and then Chen Ping conveyed the whole mountain area with a trace of spiritual power.

The meaning of protection and deterrence is obvious.

Then, as soon as he stretched out his hand, a dazzling firelight sprinkled down, covering Chen Fuyao.

This woman's figure was stretched a hundredfold at once.

The appearance in front of everyone's eyes, Rao is Chen Fuyao's erratic temperament, and he shivered unconsciously restraining his hands and feet.

"Hey, the master's old mistake has been done again."

Big Ash sighed.

Obviously he was supporting the scene for his apprentice, but in the end it was his turn to show his majesty.

"Hiraro treats her differently."

Shen Wanwan swept away faintly, and his heart was sour.

Just when the husband and wife reunited, the person was very sudden.

However, she knew that Chen Fuyao's cultivation talent was what Chen Ping liked.

"With Chen's predecessors protecting the road, this woman has a bright future."

"If I had this opportunity, I wouldn't have been trapped in the Jindan Realm for hundreds of years."

The juniors on Wuxiang Mountain are even more envious and jealous of Chen Fuyao.

"Fu Yao, hurry up and meet your uncles."

Chen Ping focused on introducing more than a dozen Terran overhauls to Chen Fuyao.

The predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade.

While he is majestic, he can't leave his apprentices behind.

……

After interrupting the time of a stick of incense due to the arrival of Chen Fuyao, Xu Daoqing's congratulatory ceremony was resumed.

The Formation Sect set up hundreds of rings in the mountains, attracting the interest of thousands of juniors.

Eventually, 900 foundation building monks were determined.

There were two hundred and thirty monks in Yuandan and seventy-six in Jindan.

"Master, Fu Yao has prepared a gift for you."

Chen Fuyao said, respectfully handing over two fifth-order ores.

This is the trophy after Big Ash killed a Primal Infant villain.

"I have a heart."

Nodding with a smile, Chen Ping wiped his hand and took away the ore.

Although the fifth-order things could no longer impress him, this was the filial piety of his apprentice, and he deserved it.

"She is your sister-in-law."

Chen Ping summoned a person to introduce.

"My sister is so good-looking!"

Chen Fuyao's eyes lit up and he muttered.

At the beginning, Yuan Ying's body Xiu Bu Ningmei was regarded as a concubine by the master.

This is a true Taoist couple.

She immediately knew that Shen Wanwan's status in the master's heart was not low.

"Fu Yao is very polite."

A trace of emotion crossed her eyes, and she hurriedly helped the girl.

With Chen Ping's words, her waiting was not in vain.

……

"Fu Yao, I signed up for the Yuan Dan War for you, what is your goal?"

Chen Ping said with a smile.

This kind of fighting method in the ring that does not subdivide the small realm is undoubtedly the most advantageous for the Great Perfection at all levels.

Of course, Chen Fuyao had cultivated his exclusive spiritual root supernatural powers, and he should not be afraid of ordinary Yuan Dan peak cultivators.

"Master, Fu Yao will win the championship."

After only thinking for a while, Chen Fuyao replied crisply.

"Chirp!"

The big ash shrank at Chen Ping's feet, echoing the hiss.

"Self-confidence is a good thing."

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows.

The big gray all agreed, and it seems that this disciple's confidence is really not small.

"There are so many seniors of various clans in the mountain, can Fu Yao expose the spiritual root supernatural powers?"

Chen Fuyao asked.

After hearing this, Chen Ping smiled and said, "Your master and I have connected the Heavenly Spirit Treasure and the sixth-order puppet to reveal themselves in front of people, you can let them open their eyes." ”

Strong pride pervades the words.

With his current supernatural powers, except for the golden beads, even the origin of the seizure, the seventh-order thunder bamboo, the treasure exercises, the demon puppet, the Taiyi spirit root, etc., are not guilty of anything.

Whoever covets his treasure will do it first.

……

Half an hour later, the draw began.

"Brother Chen, do you need to do something to escort your apprentice to the finals?"

As the elder who presided over the competition, Feng Tianyu said calmly.

"Yes."

Chen Ping nodded without thinking, and then admonished: "Be hidden, don't let people see through it easily." ”

There is no such thing as fairness in the cultivation world.

Isn't it natural for his Chen Ping's personal disciples to enjoy some special treatment?

As a result, the results of the first draw were quickly released.

Chen Fuyao had excellent luck and drew a female cultivator who had just become a Yuan Dan.

……

The competition of the juniors can't arouse the slightest interest of the great power in the mountains.

Most of the people turned their attention to the ring where Chen Fuyao was.

After all, special spirit roots are rarely born, and they are still quite interested in the magical powers they use.

However, Chen Fuyao's first fight disappointed everyone.

Although her opponent was a personal disciple of a major sect, her realm was too low.

Before he came to his senses, he was defeated in one move.

Race 2, 3, 4......

It's the same thing.

The strongest person Chen Fuyao encountered was only a late Yuan Dan of the Ice Spirit Root.

With the blessing of several top-grade Taoist weapons, this woman won very easily.

Until the fifth game, Chen Fuyao's good luck ended.

Because the monks who broke into here are all masters of the same realm.

Feng Tianyu is carefully selected, and he can't avoid an opponent at the peak of Yuan Dan.

……

"Fairy Chen, in Nie Tan, Lower Purple Cloud Gate, please advise!"

The person who appeared in the ring was a young black-robed male cultivator.

"Nie Daoyou, please."

As soon as Chen Fuyao's voice fell, a clear sound came out of his mouth.

Suddenly, a trace of fragrant fragrance spread around him, and he drilled into Nie Tan's seven orifices.

"It's not good, this qi can actually weaken the divine soul!"

Dizzy, Nie Tan immediately urged the mana to seal his body.

Then the sleeve robe shook, and two black lights flew out, looking like two pitch-black hooks.

Chen Fuyao pinched the magic trick and shot a turquoise short sword about a foot long.

The cold light shimmered, with a strange cold aura.

……

After more than 30 moves, Nie Tan, whose divine sense was greatly weakened, had no choice but to admit defeat.

Chen Fuyao put away the spirit sword and glanced at Chen Ping proudly.

"Little girl, you haven't met a powerful opponent."

Chen Ping snorted angrily.

This woman's fairy bamboo spiritual root can bewitch people's hearts, and it is difficult for ordinary people of the same level to parry.

What's more, she also has a psychic sword body.

The third step of the kendo realm also provided her with an extremely strong foundation for the Yuan Dan.

……

About half a day later, Chen Fuyao fought all the way to the final battle.

The opponent is Chen Ping's old acquaintance, the great-grandson of Ke Yi, the Yuanying of the Formation Sect.

The two of them have been going back and forth on stage, and they have gone through hundreds of moves.

The junior surnamed Ke is a Xuanbing Spirit Body Cultivator, and with a set of fourth-level portable formations with ice attributes, he can completely fight with Jindan in the early stage for dozens of rounds.

"Feng Shi nephew, increase the power of the ban."

Xu Daoqing commanded.

As soon as he heard this, Feng Tianyu immediately looked around.

The various array flags that originally surrounded the ring suddenly burst into flames.

The huge light shroud that enveloped the stone platform was more than several times thicker after shaking slightly in the next moment.

At the same time, colorful forbidden runes appeared on the surface, wandering on it.

"Fairy Chen takes over!"

The junior surnamed Ke let out a low shout, and more than a thousand ice birds flew all over the sky, covering half of the ring under it.

Seeing this situation, Chen Fuyao did not dodge or dodge, and slapped his body with both hands.

When climbing, a green bamboo more than ten zhang high replaced the body and stood in place.

With a flicker, the bamboo leaves fell one after another, turning into countless green rainbows and facing the ice bird.

Bursts of "clanging" sounds came out one after another.

The two collided and intertwined into each other.

"Hmm, Fu Yao's magical powers are good, but it's a pity that his cultivation is a few levels worse, and it seems that he can't beat that kid."

High, Chen Ping said expressionlessly.

Although the two of them fought for half a catty, his eyes were very vicious.

I had already seen the signs of Chen Fuyao's gradual decline.

"It's good to frustrate her spirit."

Chen Ping's calm arms.

You don't have to be the first in everything.

……

"The old man likes to show off so much, he definitely can't accept my defeat."

In the field, Chen Fuyao, who was drenched in sweat, gritted his silver teeth and wiped the spirit bamboo with one hand.

A green glow appeared out of thin air.

After condensing again, it turned into the shape of a treasure mirror.

As soon as the rainstorm-like ice birds shot into the mirror, they all froze.

Chen Fuyao's mana was injected, and the glow in the treasure mirror was great.

"Peng"

"Peng"

The muffled sound continued.

The ice birds that were being targeted burst invariably, turning into a roll of cold smoke and disappearing.

"It deserves to be the magic power of a special spiritual root!"

Seeing this boy, the junior surnamed Ke shrank, turned his arms with a solemn face, and pinched out a few balls of ice balls.

"Fu Yao's several spiritual root supernatural powers include life-saving and fake death techniques, soul dementoring techniques, and attack techniques, which are quite comprehensive."

Chen Pingzheng was commenting on his apprentice, and suddenly he tightened his knowledge of the sea, and looked at the western sky with an ugly face.

Just before this, Xu Daoqing had jumped from the throne, showing a rare look of apprehension on his face.

Far away, a swirling silver ray shoots.

It started out only the size of a fist.

But after a few flashes, it suddenly turned into a sword, as if a silver meteorite rushed towards the Wuxiang Mountain.

Everywhere he passed, the void shattered and twisted, bringing out a dark and faint mark of light.

"Step into the fifth step of the kendo realm!"

Chen Ping's eyes shrank suddenly, and he held down the Heaven Cutting Immortal Sword that was about to move.

can resonate with the sword magic weapon in his hand, and the strength of the person who came can be imagined.

"Senior Brother Xu, the Yuan Shi Sword Pavilion wishes you success in Lingzun!"

A warm and lustful male voice poured into Wuxiang Mountain, and immediately, the sword light dispersed in an instant, revealing two monks, a man and a woman.

The faces of the two of them were shrouded in a layer of sword qi, and they were dressed in the same simple Taoist robes, and with every step they took, the environment inside the mountain seemed to change drastically.

"Is it ......?"

Chen Ping's breath stagnated, and his eyes involuntarily avoided.

That's all the male cultivator.

But the invisible sword qi transmitted from the female cultivator's body actually made his innate sword heart buzz and want to come out.

"What kind of sword heart are you cultivating?"

The next moment, the slender woman who didn't have a visible face seemed to sense something.

With a step of his foot, bundles of gray sword pillars wrapped around his body and drowned in the direction of Chen Ping.