Zhenbao Building.

Golem material area.

There are wooden boxes in each row of the shelves, which are marked with what kind of items they are, and the second-order puppet production requires dozens of materials such as high-grade silver sunken wood, soul spirit seeds, and snow silk, and the price is not expensive, and Shen Ping only dares to buy five or six copies, but this is enough for him.

Other puppeteers who break through the second order will have to accumulate for a few more years or even longer, and will only try to craft them after they feel proficient.

And Shen Ping relied on double cultivation to quickly gain the accumulation of perceptions, saving a lot of time.

Return to Qinghe Lane.

He got busy.

There are only two months left until the end of the year, and the production of runes and puppets must be accelerated.

The number of daily double studies had to be reduced.

Even the meditation practice in the ashram.

Shen Ping gritted his teeth and shortened it, saving time for Fu Seal and the puppet.

But in addition to being busy.

He went to the Zhenbao Building every three or five to sit down, mainly to inquire about the news, if the Zhenbao Building can go here, the first choice is the Zhenbao Building.

And so quickly a month passed.

Fang City is still bloody.

The scattered cultivators have resumed their previous lives, but the number of monks who secretly go to the surrounding 100,000 mountains has quietly increased, and even if none of these monks have returned, they can't stop the waves of monks behind them.

Scattered cultivators have their own thoughts, and some people may believe in the Jinyang Sect, but most of them will not pin their lives on the verbal promises of the Jinyang Sect.

this day.

The cold wind swept in, and Yunshanfang ushered in the first snow of the year.

Shen Ping, who was speeding up the production of talisman seals in the talisman making room, unexpectedly received an invitation from the shopkeeper Chen.

Come to Xiuchun Pavilion.

The doorway was unusually deserted.

Walk in and take a look.

Only then did he find that the shelves in the store, such as pills, magic weapons, talismans, and array plates, were empty.

Shopkeeper Chen was not there.

Shen Pinglu walked to the small courtyard suspiciously.

I saw the shopkeeper Chen sitting under the old locust tree quietly sipping spiritual tea.

"Master Shen."

After sitting down.

Shopkeeper Chen arched his hand, and then said: "The owner will leave at the end of the year, and I can't go." ”

He laughed.

But his eyes were full of unspeakable bitterness.

The words in Shen Ping's mouth were directly blocked, he didn't know what to say, he could only continue to listen.

At this time, the shopkeeper Chen did not have the usual eight-sided exquisiteness, and he did not have that shrewd eyes, he was like an ordinary old man, telling the bits and pieces of himself and Xiuchun Pavilion.

"This old locust tree has been in the yard for fifteen years."

"When I planted it, it was still very small, and I would take care of it every day when the shop closed."

"If you really want to go, I really can't bear it."

"It's okay now, I can stay with me all the time."

Speaking of which.

Shopkeeper Chen raised the wrinkle at the corner of his eyes, "Master Shen, you are a blessed person, let's go, whether you can go or not, you must try your best to leave." ”

He shook his head and stood up and walked into the room, "I can't walk anymore because of my old bones." ”

Shen Ping also stood up.

He looked at Shopkeeper Chen, and the back of a late-stage Qi cultivation monk actually looked a little staggering.

Moment.

He stepped through the door of the embroidered spring pavilion.

Glancing back at the door plaque.

I just felt a stuffy breath in my chest.

"That's the way it is."

In the end, I could only grit my teeth and say this hatefully.

Coming back from the Embroidery Spring Pavilion.

Shen Ping shouted to Yu Yan and Luo Qing to drink all the spiritual wine in the storage bag, he did not use his spiritual power to dissolve the drunkenness, but let the drunkenness spread all over his body, his eyes blurred, he grabbed the two figures and skillfully tore off the robe, and then walked towards the avenue.

Along the road.

I don't know how long it has been.

The stuffiness in his chest disappeared.

After the brain is awake.

He looked at Yu Yan and Luo Qing, sighed and said, "I'm sorry." ”

"Husband."

"No matter what happens, we'll be there for you."

Yu Yan said softly.

Luo Qing's face was rare with a hint of softness.

Since the blood has obscured the sky.

They all know that there is a lot of pressure hidden in their husband's heart.

"I'll go to the True Treasure Building and ask again!"

Shen Ping felt that he couldn't wait any longer, no matter whether there was news from Zhenbaolou or not, he had to leave with Yu Yan and Luo Qing at the end of the year, and every day of delay in staying in Yunshanfang would be one more day of danger.

What are the plans of the Jinyang Sect?

He didn't want to speculate, only by staying away from Yunshanfang would his heart be truly steady.

I went to the water room and cleaned up my body.

He hurriedly came to the True Treasure Building, and as soon as he saw the shopkeeper Ding, the latter said with a solemn face, "Master Shen, you came just in time, Elder Yuanying has something to announce." ”

Between words.

The two walked side by side to the small courtyard.

After a while.

The other foundation-building guests have arrived one after another.

After all the members of Yunshan Fang arrived.

Elder Yuanying's voice rang out, "Come in." ”

Inside the hall.

Seeing the purple-robed elder again this time, his face was no longer as relaxed as before, the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little gloomy, and his voice became a little cold.

"At the end of the year."

"Zhenbaolou left Yunshan Fang with the disciples of the Jinyang Sect."

"The deacon and the guest secretary may accompany him."

As soon as this remark came out.

Youji Keqing couldn't help but say, "Elder Qiu, I don't know how many places Keqing can bring this time?" ”

The purple-robed elder looked unhappy, "Didn't you understand, the deacon Keqing can accompany him, and if he doesn't want to leave, stay, okay, go out!" ”

The mana of the Yuan Infant was agitated.

All the deacons turned pale.

When Shen Ping came back to his senses, he felt a little unstable under his feet, and hurriedly used his dantian spiritual power to barely suppress that coercion.

On the side, Cui Keqing and other foundation building monks had ugly faces.

Shopkeeper Ding frowned.

Seeing Shen Ping's gaze shifting, Shopkeeper Ding shook his head, "It's likely that the negotiations at the headquarters of Qingyang City didn't go too well, I'm afraid I'll suffer a little loss!" ”

Cui Keqing's face was cloudy, and then he sighed, "The family members are not allowed to take it, isn't this to stay and wait for death, Ding is the shopkeeper, you are well-connected, why don't you find a chance to talk to the deacons of Jindan and see if you can take your family away." ”

Shopkeeper Ding said helplessly, "I can't leave myself, I can only ask for favors, Cui Keqing still don't hold out too much hope, alas, what is this called, we still have a lot of external members in Zhenbaolou, but now it's good, I can't go." ”

"I'll ask about it later."

Shen Ping, Cui Keqing, and Luo Keqing did not leave the Zhenbao Building, but went to the private room on the second floor to sit and wait.

Lingcha drank cup after cup.

Until sunset, at dusk.

Shopkeeper Ding appeared at the door of the private room.

Brush.

Shen Ping's eyes converged, and when they noticed the face of Shopkeeper Ding, their hearts sank.

Shopkeeper Ding walked in and first drank a cup of spiritual tea in one go, and then sighed again and again, "The specific situation has not been investigated, I only know that every time I bring one more person, I have to pay a price, and Zhenbaolou can only protect the deacon first!" ”

Although Shen Ping was mentally prepared, when he heard this, he still felt a little confused, he could go, but what should Yu Yan Luoqing do!

When they went to Chunmanyuan, they couldn't rest assured at all.

Luo Qing didn't say anything.

Yu Yan......

Return to the small courtyard of Qinghe Lane.

The sky was dark.

Only the color of blood shone on Yunshanfang.

Shen Ping stopped at the door of the small courtyard and looked at the crystal lights of the bedroom and the wings, and sighed deeply, his fists clenched and loosened, and finally slowly released.

"Eight layers of Qi training."

"It's really weak."

Raising his eyes and looking at the blood-colored sky, he really wanted to break it with one punch, but he could only think about it, in the face of this kind of big array, let alone him, even a few Yuanying monks had no choice.

Call.

Suck.

I took ten deep breaths.

Shen Ping's face returned to his former calmness, and a smile appeared at the corner of his eyes.

Step into the courtyard.

He came to the wing room and chatted with Yu Yan casually, and then went to the bedroom to look at Luo Qing, and then entered the talisman room and sat down.

Meditation.

Meditate again.

Prays.

After the familiar set of talisman pre-making actions were completed, Shen Ping did not have the slightest distraction, and only the talisman seal was left in his heart!

……

Deep in the swamps of Yunshan.

There was no longer a single monk to be seen in the Cave Mansion of the ruins of the underground veins, and on the fifth floor, Chunmanyuan was still transporting batches of black-robed masks to scatter cultivators, making them stand on the mottled and bloodstained round platform.

Zizi~

Rotate with the round table.

These black-robed masks let out bursts of painful wails, and some of the blood burned directly, and the whole person turned into ashes.

Elder Yuanying's face was expressionless, but the disappointment in his eyes became deeper and deeper, "No, no, how did the Blood Crocodile Ancestor succeed back then, continue!" ”

"Time is running out."

"Wait another half a year, if no one has succeeded, destroy here!"

Between words.

The monk beside him noticed that there was actually a monk on the round platform who had withstood the blood energy bursting out of the formation, and hurriedly reminded him.

Elder Yuanying's face was overjoyed, and his divine sense swept over, and he laughed: "After trying so much, I finally succeeded once, and the old man can also make a difference, continue, if there are one or two more ......"

……

Mid-December.

The blood became darker and darker, and sometimes it looked a little bewitching.

And the number of scattered cultivators who left Yunshan Fang had exceeded thousands, and it was still increasing, and instead of stopping this, the Jinyang Sect Outer Gate Law Enforcement Patrol Team deliberately connived at this.

Qinghe Lane Courtyard.

Symbol room.

Shen Ping looked at the smart puppet in front of him, a smile appeared on his tired face, it took six puppet materials, and after constantly gaining the puppet perception day and night, he finally managed to make a second-order puppet.

Speaking of which, it is still thanks to the blessing of Yan.

Although her white puppet is only of medium grade, its production techniques are unique, especially the neat and consistent connection between the Karakum, which gave Shen Ping a lot of inspiration.

Puppet crafting is different from sigils.

In addition to skill, a kind of immersion and inspiration for the puppet is also required.

Fingers flashed.

The puppet seemed to have life, and the tip of its tongue wrapped around Shen Ping's arm.

Although it is only a relatively simple snake puppet, the various functions of this snake are stronger than Yan's white puppet, and the most important thing is that it is hidden in the cuffs, as long as the puppet spirit trick is not cast, it is difficult for the divine sense to detect.

It is most suitable for a surprise sneak attack.

Driven for a while.

Shen Ping put it away with satisfaction, and then left the talisman room to sit in the quiet room and rest for a while, and was about to run the exercise cultivation when the sound of Yan came from outside.

"Husband."

"There is a nun at the gate of the small courtyard who comes to visit."

……

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