Small courtyard hall.

Yu Yan saw the female cultivator last time, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Mu Yan walked in and bowed, "The little girl Mu Yan is an external member of Zhenbao Building, and she has seen Taoist friends!" ”

Yu Yan returned a salute, "Husband's Taoist companion, Yu Yan." ”

After sitting down.

Shen Ping didn't speak, but drank the spiritual tea and waited quietly.

Little by little, time passed.

The only thing that was quiet in the hall was the sound of breathing.

As the shadow of the small courtyard gradually lengthened, Mu Yan couldn't help but say loudly, "Master Shen, Chunmanyuan has to be careful, even if you can get out safely, but when you reach the periphery of the 100,000 mountains, there is no strong person to protect me, I am afraid that there will be danger." ”

Shen Ping nodded, "What Mu Daoyou said is not unreasonable, and when the time comes, he will act when the time comes." ”

He's ready.

100 golden light runes.

Second-order golems.

Five armor runes.

There is also a one-time consumption of special magic weapons purchased from Zhenbao Lou at the cost of the family.

These means have room for the monks in the early stages of foundation building.

Just keep a low profile.

With his cultivation of the eighth layer of qi, he is still a talisman master who is not good at fighting, and Chun Manyuan will not trouble the monks in the later stage of foundation building even if he thinks about it.

But what if it's really the late stage of foundation building......

Shen Ping opened the virtual panel and looked at the golden shining rune supernatural power.

Whether you can survive depends on this time.

In addition to this.

There is also the purple bead given by Bai Yuying's younger brother.

The other party belongs to Chunmanyuan, and he must have some understanding of the situation in Chunmanyuan, at least he will not harm his sister in vain.

Thoughts are flying.

The appointed hour has come.

Shen Ping suddenly got up and looked at Yu Yan and Mu Yan, "Go!" ”

Step out of the gate of the small courtyard.

The three of them did not look back, and this single-family courtyard will also become dust in the future.

On the way to Chunmanyuan.

A chill swept through.

Mu Yan followed Shen Ping and Yu Yan closely, her eyes looked around from time to time, the Fang City was deserted and a little deserted, and no one knew if there was a robbery and cultivation hiding in the dark and waiting.

Get out of the market.

When I came to Chunmanyuan, I was not attacked.

Shen Ping and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

When she smelled the strong smell of fat powder, Mrs. Zeng had already greeted her, she glanced at Yu Yan and Mu Yan, and said with a warm smile, "Master Shen, please come in." ”

First came to the private room.

Mrs. Zeng sipped the spiritual tea and said, "Master Shen Fu, three." ”

Shen Ping took out more than a dozen second-order talisman seals of the auxiliary type, and then took out the remaining spirit talismans.

"Zeng Daoyou, take care of the trouble more."

As he spoke, he quietly placed a thunder light talisman in his hand, revealing a trace of spiritual light from between his fingers.

Mrs. Zeng's eyes jumped, and she hurriedly covered Shen Ping's palm, got up and said, "There are other Taoist friends who haven't come, I'll go to the door to take a look." ”

Moment.

Shen Ping walked out of the private room and glanced at Mrs. Zeng and followed her to the door of Chunmanyuan.

Accept the Thunder Talisman.

Mrs. Zeng smiled on her face, and said, "Master Shen, someone will take you to the Yunshan Swamp later, you must remember that when you choose a flying boat, you must choose a purple sword-shaped flying boat!" ”

The two of them briefly exchanged a few words.

Shen Ping was vigilant in his heart.

He was a little unsure of what Mrs. Zeng said, but for now he could only choose to believe it.

Hope that Thunder Talisman will work!

About half an hour passed.

The sky outside completely darkened, and the entire Fang City exuded a strange blood light.

The backyard of Chunmanyuan.

At this time, more than 100 monks gathered.

Some of them smelled of blood, some were nervous, and some were as vigilant and cautious as Shen Ping.

Not for a while.

At the entrance of the backyard, several monks dressed in black robes and wearing blood-colored masks appeared, and they exuded a faint spiritual pressure on their bodies, and they were obviously foundation building monks.

"It's all on track."

"If you're left behind, tsk, don't blame us."

After speaking.

These foundation-building monks stepped on the magic weapon and rose to the sky.

Woohoo.

Shen Ping grabbed Yu Yan and Mu Yan and quickly followed.

The strong spiritual power of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation was not difficult at all to control the flying magic weapon, and the other scattered cultivators also followed closely behind.

Shrouded in blood.

Yunshanfang is gradually getting smaller and smaller.

With the foundation building monk leading the team, there was no attack along the way, but after reaching the sky above the Yunshan Swamp, all the monks' faces became solemn, and the demon beasts of the Yunshan Swamp didn't care whether you built the foundation or not.

As we go deeper.

From time to time, Sanxiu snorted, and fell down before he could react.

The foundation building monk in front didn't even look at it.

Mu Yan nervously grabbed the corner of Shen Ping's clothes, and the light of the talisman on her body flickered.

Now.

Shen Ping didn't care about anything else, and the light shield of the armor spirit rune shrouded the three of them in it, such a thick aura attracted the attention of many scattered cultivators, and even the foundation building monk in front of him swept here.

Bang bang!

Some of the monks reacted quickly and dodged the sudden attack of the monsters on the swamp ground, while others couldn't dodge but were experienced in fighting, and soon followed the team again.

And Shen Ping had the defense of the armor spirit rune, and he was safe and sound when he encountered two or three attacks.

"It's the direction of the Jinyang Sect's underground ore vein!"

Yu Yan said, "Be careful. ”

Shen Ping's brows furrowed.

This Spring Man Yuan took them to the underground ore vein to do something.

The night is getting deeper.

The number of monks who followed the group shrank from hundreds to less than half.

Mu Yanqiao's face turned pale.

She knew that if it weren't for Shen Ping's Armor Spirit Rune, even if she paid thirty Spirit Talismans, she wouldn't be able to reach the depths of the Cloud Mountain Swamp.

"It's here!"

It didn't take long for the Tsukiji monk's voice to rip out.

All the scattered cultivators who were still alive breathed a sigh of relief.

Whoosh.

The light of the magic weapon under his feet was retracted, and Shen Ping and the others landed on the top floor of the pavilion established by the Jinyang Sect in the area of the ore vein, only to see that there were three small flying boats at the edge, and the flying boats were already crowded with monks.

See the numbness under these jet-black hairs.

Shen Ping was shocked.

"Hurry up and board the flying boat!"

"Each flying boat can only hold twelve, so when it's full, let's wait here for the next batch!" ”

Hear this.

The monk who was still alive hurriedly fled, and rushed towards the flying boat.

Shen Ping took Yu Yan and Mu Yan towards the purple sword-shaped flying boat on the left side, and landed in the flying boat, he felt a little more steady.

At this time, Yu Yan held Shen Ping's wrist and used some force.

Raising his eyes to follow his line of sight, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Su Daoyou.

He didn't expect to be able to meet this Su Daoyou from Hongliu Lane here.

The other party also seemed to notice Shen Ping and Yu Yan, and the numbness in his eyes had a hint of color.

The flying boat did not start and continued to wait.

About a cup of tea.

Several black-robed blood-colored masked figures flew out of the underground ore veins, and then landed directly on the purple sword-shaped flying boat.

Rumble!

Trembling.

The three flying boats suddenly turned into rainbow lights of different colors and flew towards the direction of the 100,000 Great Mountain.

The monks who were still alive, including Shen Ping, were shocked.

100,000 mountain demon beasts more.

It is very difficult to cross through, and only the defense circle of a large flying boat can resist the attack of demon beasts, and it is difficult to ensure safety once a small flying boat like Chunmanyuan is attacked by demon beasts.

It's just that no one dares to question it at this time.

Hours passed.

The long night ushered in a little light, and in the distant sky, the light bloomed from the night sky, and the scenery below the flying boat became clear.

I saw that the majestic and majestic, rolling mountains were covered with clouds and mist, and from time to time there were bursts of demon beast roars, some of which carried a powerful aura of coercion, making the flying boats tremble and sway.

However, it was surprising that none of the demon beasts attacked the flying boat.

That's it.

Three flying boats quickly crossed the 100,000 mountains.

All the monks' tense spirits slowly eased a little, if it weren't for the flying boat being too crowded, Shen Ping would have wanted to sit down.

"Senior, what about my sister?"

Hear the sound.

Shen Ping subconsciously looked in front of the flying boat, only to see a black-robed blood-masked monk turn around, his eyes familiar with suppressed anger.

"Qingyang City!"

He replied immediately after being surprised.

Bai Yuying's younger brother was stunned, his eyes disappeared in an instant, and he poured out gratitude, "Thank you, senior, I didn't expect that I would be able to come out of the Yunshan swamp alive, senior, rest assured, this purple flying boat can leave safely, that purple bead should not need to be used, but it is best to keep it for seniors, maybe it will be useful in the future." ”

Shen Ping's heart finally settled down completely, and he hurriedly asked, "Where is the purple flying boat going?" ”

……

If you can't wait, you can save up, this book has to be written slowly and through the brain.