You're going out?"

Yun Haitang was puzzled.

Chen Ping nodded, glanced at the direction of the quiet room, Yu Lingchun was still in retreat and impacted the eighth layer of Qi training, and said lightly:

"I'll go and go back, it won't take much time."

Yun Haitang saw calmness on Chen Ping's face, but she also saw that it was not simple, and she chuckled in her heart.

Knowing that Chen Ping is not going to hunt beasts, it is so simple.

Bian Liang, the neighbor who can accompany him, is only in the early stage of building the foundation, so he should not worry his own man.

She took a step forward and said solemnly:

"I'll go with you."

"We share the ups and downs."

Chen Ping glanced at the snow full of swan feathers that were still falling, and said calmly:

"If you go, you won't be able to do it. The other party came for me alone."

"Out of the way, I'm in my own way."

There is no escaping this battle.

Rather than letting the other party still snoop in the dark, he is terrified at any time. It's better to solve the trouble as soon as possible, so that you can practice with peace of mind.

Even if it's a sea of fire, this time, he has to wade through.

Chen Ping didn't say anything more, and under the eyes of Yun Haitang, facing the heavy snow, he stepped on the snow and quickly went out of the city.

Outside the city, he joined Bian Liang, and then Edgeworth took off and soared into the sky with a whoosh.

"Chen Daoyou, how about we look for it from the south first?" Bian Liang was as if he had nothing to do, but he couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart.

He waited for this moment for months.

I was also busy for months.

It's winter, and everything is dead and silent. But in his opinion, it was his harvest season.

Chen Ping squinted and said:

"If that's what I want, let's go south."

The south is good.

To the south is Lianyun City.

Chen Ping Imperial Sword flew quickly, and the forest under his eyes was covered with a thick layer of snow, and he couldn't see the emerald green color at all.

As far as the eye can see, it feels like flying in the middle of a snowy field.

"Chen Daoyou..."

Halfway through the journey, Bian Liang began to struggle a little, he was surprised that Chen Ping's spiritual power was so strong, and the speed of the sword was so fast.

I had to speak out and wanted to slow down Chen Ping.

Hearing this, Chen Ping suddenly turned around, lifted his spiritual power, and roared violently:

"Ahh

At the same time, the long sword was unsheathed, and a sword pierced Bian Liang's body, which fell from the flying sword due to a trance, completely ending Bian Liang's vitality.

In the early stage of building the foundation of the fifth layer, it was almost like digging into a bag to get something, and it was effortless.

Then he reached out with one hand, ingested the body of Bian Liang, who was already falling, into the air and threw it into his storage bag.

Without looking back, he continued to fly south.

Now that he is close to the sixth layer of the foundation, his spiritual power is strong, and his swordsmanship is at the full level, and the speed of the sword has long been unbeatable.

An hour is less to say that Edgeworth is a thousand miles.

An hour and a half later, Chen Ping appeared in Lianyun City, where he had lived for many years.

I never thought that I would say goodbye in a hurry and come back again, it has been nearly 20 years later. In the last battle of demon punishment, Chen Ping was only passing by, and did not enter Lianyun City.

At this time, Lianyun City has long been a matter of people.

The city was overgrown with trees and grass, and the houses were crooked. Under the heavy snow, there are no traces of living life at all.

Chen Ping's sword fell on the spot of the house where he had lived. The house had long since collapsed, and the yard was overgrown with all kinds of plants and weeds, and the grass on the courtyard wall was hanging down to the sides as if it had been combed in the middle.

The view of the courtyard is still faintly visible under the heavy snow.

Things are not people.

Presumably, after the Great Migration, many monks in this city have migrated away.

As for those who stayed, whether they were waiting for the rescue of other sects, and were still fending for themselves here and eventually becoming food for demon beasts, Chen Ping didn't know.

But it is conceivable that there should be no living monks or mortals in Lianyun City at this time.

Chen Ping bent down through a crack in a collapsed wall and drilled in.

Inside is where he lived.

It seems that you can still see the back of yourself sitting in front of the windowsill and drawing the lamp, the shadow of your penance in the practice room, and the appearance of yourself and Yu Lingchun snuggling and whispering.

At that time, in order to earn an extra low-grade spirit stone, he had to make careful calculations for a long time.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping not only laughed.

And now, it's full of dust, cobwebs, and even some plant vines.

Chen Ping found a dilapidated chair in the corner, he slapped two cleaning charms, cleaned the chair, and then carried the chair out of the inner room again.

He put down his chair in the courtyard and sat in the courtyard and waited quietly.

Turned his head to look.

The house next to it is the living residence of Yu Lingchun and Yu Qingyi's grandfather and grandson.

After a finger of incense, a figure from far to near, and finally appeared in front of Chen Ping, standing hundreds of meters away from Chen Ping.

"Chen Daoyou is a nostalgic person, and he is quite good at picking places." The visitor laughed.

Powerful and full of demonic energy.

Chen Ping got up, patted the snowflakes on his body, and looked at the visitor coldly:

"Twenty years, huh? What do you think? Is that the attraction of demon cultivation so great?"

The hand that came to play the snowflake froze froze, and he was stunned for a moment:

"Oh? What do you mean by that?"

Chen Ping raised his head slightly and said disdainfully:

"What? Don't you even dare to admit your identity?"

"So, I should call you the Demon Cultivator Hallmaster?"

"Or senior?"

"Or, just call you... Yu Qingyi?"

There was a huge shock in the hearts of the people, and his eyes became cold, and then he laughed, rubbed his face for a while, and restored his true appearance-

- Yu Qingyi.

Yu Qingyi laughed and said:

"Haha, I underestimated you kid, and I actually let you guess it. If you guess it, you dare to come, it's a good courage."

"Call me Yu Qingyi? Shouldn't you call me grandpa?"

Chen Ping was unfazed.

Just quietly looked at each other in the air:

"A man who uses his granddaughter as a tool and trades his life for the possibility of breaking through the realm. Such a person dares to call himself a grandfather?"

"You don't deserve these two words."

Yu Qingyi was not annoyed and ashamed at all, but shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

Then he looked at Chen Ping with some surprise:

"Oh? Looks like you know a lot. Tell me, when did you find mine? … In return, I'll answer your questions as well."

Yu Qingyi is not in a hurry.

Chen Ping was also not in a hurry.

He arrived first, the Nine Shades Colorful Cicada was already patrolling the periphery of Lianyun City, and he needed to wait for the Nine Shades Colorful Cicada to send back the news.

Confirm the security of the perimeter.

In addition, Chen Ping also needs to get the truth he wants to know from Yu Qingyi's mouth.

Yu Qingyi has been planning about this matter for several years, and he has been in the shadows, so he naturally knows Chen Ping's cultivation, and Yu Qingyi dares to come and naturally cultivate will not be low.

Chen Ping knew that his Qingmang Sword might not be able to kill Yu Qingyi, he needed to be prepared to use the rune treasure, and once the rune treasure was used, even Yu Qingyi's divine soul would be annihilated, and there was no chance to summon the soul.

So you need to ask in advance.

Chen Ping glanced indifferently at this old guy who had called himself 'senior, senior' countless times.

Nearly 20 years have passed, and Yu Qingyi is still the same cheek

, the appearance has not changed much. But the aura emanating from his body has been countless times thicker, and it has obviously broken through to the foundation building period.

Chen Ping couldn't help but recall some of the past.

In the end, he just said lightly:

"When I was in Lianyun City, I had already noticed many abnormalities in you. It's just that at that time, I really couldn't figure out the logic behind it, so I didn't doubt it."

"First of all, your death is strange. At the beginning, you practiced Qi at the ninth level, and you were the highest cultivator in Lianyun City, and you have been cultivating in Immortal City for decades, and you have Yu Lingchun, a granddaughter, by your side. Although he is chivalrous, how can he go out to look for unrelated Taoist friends on a day of majestic rain?"

"Even if it's thanks to your chivalrous heart, you can barely justify it. But the news of his death came back later was also abnormal."

"Judging from the news of your death, you died at the hands of a second-order demon beast. At that time, I didn't know much about second-order demon beasts, but when I personally faced the demon beasts after building the foundation, I learned that demon beasts have territorial consciousness, and they will deliberately release coercion when they are asleep, so as not to be invaded by other demon beasts, except that the demon beasts in the activity will converge their breath."

"You, a ninth-level Qi cultivator, shouldn't be completely unaware of this threat. Why not avoid it early? So much so that it was attacked by monsters? It's not normal, it's not reasonable."

Hearing this, Yu Qingyi nodded thoughtfully, but he was unconvinced:

"It's unreasonable to say that the old man is anxious to save people, I admit it. But the monster here, this is nothing, right? At the beginning, Lianyun City was crossed by demon beasts, and the breath of demon beasts was everywhere. The old man was looking for people at the beginning, so it's okay to ignore this, right?"

Chen Ping said lightly:

"That's just one of them. Also, before you suffered misfortune, you served as a martial arts instructor in various families in the Western District for a long time."

"But it is said that I know that you have never taught before, at least in the few years that I have been working as a family member in the Ning Mansion, I have never seen you teach swords."

"I found out later that you should have gone to find out what I was going to do, right?"

Hearing this, Yu Qingyi laughed:

"I didn't expect you to be suspicious of such a move, hahaha. That's right, it's to get to the bottom of you."

"I need to know what your family background is? What do you know about the outside world? How is it cultivated? Only if you don't know anything about the outside world can you not see through my schemes, and only if your cultivation is well advanced, can you be suitable as the object of my schemes."

"However, at the beginning, Lianyun City's livelihood was difficult, and it was nothing for me to do something that I didn't bother to do before, right?"

Chen Ping sneered:

"It's really nothing, but after I got together with Yu Lingchun later, I learned that even in the most difficult times in Lianyun City, you are actually not short of money."

"Oh." Yu Qingyi nodded:

"Anything else? I'd like to see how much the old man has overlooked."

Chen Ping recalled the past and said unshockedly:

"On the eve of the Demon Destroying War, fellow Daoists once passed through Lianyun City and stayed overnight in the periphery. I came to your grave to worship. But I found that there were traces of freshly cleared weeds on the grave."

"At that time, how could there be any living people in Lianyun City? Besides, even if there are living people, it is precarious at that time, and enough relatives and friends around you have died, who has the heart to clean up your grave?"

"At first, I did think that other Daoists admired you when you were alive and came to clean up the weeds for you. But then all kinds of things are connected, and I know that most of this is your own psychology, and you ran over to clean it up yourself, right?"

Yu Qingyi was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile:

"You can find out these small details, and now it seems that you were not wrong. But all of this is just speculation?"

"If you just guess that I'm not dead, that's too hasty, right?"

"These are indeed small details of the trail." Chen Ping said in a deep voice:

"But when something happens later, all the little details become a strong support. That is-in the original battle of the demons, I was the Qingyun Sect

I saw a familiar figure in the battle."

"Even if you have switched to demonic cultivation and changed to demonic cultivation, the familiar movements, steps, unchangeable gaze, and even the faint familiar aura on your body all show that it is you—Yu Qingyi."

"I'm too familiar with you, Yu Qingyi."

Yu Qingyi suddenly realized, squinted his eyes as if he was recalling something, and sighed:

"Well, it was indeed my mistake that time. At that time, I was too anxious, and I was bent on finding out your strength, but I never thought that I would be involved in the battlefield and expose my breath."

Although Yu Qingyi has been in the dark, Chen Ping is in the light. But Chen Ping rarely shows his strength, and Yu Qingyi himself can't grasp Chen Ping's true level well.

But he couldn't attack Chen Ping in time.

I thought about observing Chen Ping's battles, especially the battles in a desperate situation, which best represent a person's true strength.

The Battle of the Demons is a good opportunity.

I never thought about it, but I exposed myself.

"And then?" Yu Qingyi couldn't wait to ask.

Chen Ping shook his head:

"It's your turn to answer my questions."

"In the Qingyun Domain today, how many female cultivators with a beautiful body are there?"

Yu Qingyi did not evade:

"As far as I know, no less than 10. Of course, we can't know the whole picture of Master's handwriting."

Yu Qingyi knew that in today's battle, even if he was not conceited, he knew that only one person could get out alive.

It makes no difference between telling the truth and telling falsehoods.

"Who are they?" Chen Ping couldn't help but ask.

"That's the second question. What you just said is all speculation, and it can only be counted as one, and it will be your turn to answer me."

"Knowing I'm alive, then what? Didn't you doubt Yu Lingchun?" Yu Qingyi couldn't wait.

He wanted to know what had gone wrong with his years-long calculations.

If possible, make the next correction.

… Old fox... Chen Ping scolded secretly.

Answered:

"After knowing that you were still alive, I did doubt Yu Lingchun, especially when I remembered that she had told me about her background."

"She left her hometown at the age of six and went out to practice with you. It stands to reason that six years old is already the age to remember, but not only can she not remember the location of her hometown, she also has little impression of her father and mother, and she can't even remember the name of the village. It's very, very untrue."

"But I've seen it carefully, she's not a person who can play on the spot, but she has an innocent heart. So I conclude that she is also a deceiver."

Chen Ping still had one more sentence he didn't say... The innocence in Yu Lingchun's eyes can never be faked.

This girl only has him in her eyes.

How could they be involved in a scam?

"Hmph." Yu Qingyi snorted coldly.

"What is the role of the female cultivator's plan to seize the renunciation of the inner charm of Yingluo's inner body in the hands of the Demon Venerable?" Chen Ping didn't wait for Yu Qingyi to say more, and asked after him.

Yu Qingyi hesitated for a moment, and finally took a deep breath:

"Well, it doesn't hurt to talk to you. The current Mist Array has been cursed by the True Monarch of the outside world to prevent the monks in the Qingyun Domain from completely falling into the Demon Path."

"And the plan to give up is the key to breaking through the dark array of the Misty Array and breaking the curse of the secret arts."

Chen Ping was shocked.

There was a sense of enlightenment.

I see.

Xiahou Feng once suspected that Yingluo's charming body was a way for demon cultivators to quietly break into the interior of Xiuxian City, Chen Ping only felt that it should not be like this at the time, but he never knew the significance of this kind of batch and premeditated seizure.

It turned out to be a key.

A key to make the Qingyun Domain monk fall into the demon again.

Yu Qingyi didn't wait for Chen Ping to think about it, and asked again:

"How did you know I was planning for you? Or how are you

Do you know that Yu Lingchun is Yingluo's inner charm?"

"Before I chose you, I went to the Ning Mansion to investigate you secretly, you were born in the mortal world of the Qingyun Domain, and none of your family relatives have long existed, you have no relatives and no reason, and you have never been to a place outside the Qingyun Domain."

"And the cultivation is low, it is impossible to know from Yu Lingchun's birthmark that she is Yingluo's inner charm, and judging from the signs you showed in the first few years when you first married Yu Lingchun, you really don't know."

Chen Ping came back to his senses:

"I really didn't know at first. It wasn't until I met a monk two years ago that I learned about the beautiful body of Yingluo, and even more about the birthmark of the female nun of Yingluo's inner charm."

"Who?" Yu Qingyi's eyes were cold.

Chen Ping gave him a cold look:

"That's the second question."

"How many Brilliant Inner Bodies do you need to activate the dark array on the Mist Array? How does it work? Is it the magic cultivation that works after the Yingluo's inner body is successfully taken away? Or is it the female cultivator of Yingluo's inner charm who works?"

Yu Qingyi restrained the coldness in his eyes and said slowly:

"That's a lot of questions, and I'll just answer one, six."

6 pcs?

Only 6 are needed, but at least 10 are arranged in Moonfall City.

Considering that there were some outer sects that were originally arranged around the Qingyun Domain, they did not enter the Qingyun Domain this time; And some who died early ...

Hiss.

In order to plot against the Qingyun Domain, the layout of the demon cultivator is not small, and the plot is not far-reaching.

The cost under is also enough.

And he obviously played crookedly and became an inconspicuous little chess piece in this chess game.

"Even if you know that Yu Lingchun is Yingluo's inner charm, how can you be sure that I am the mastermind behind the scenes?" Yu Qingyi squinted and asked.

How do I know?

Chen Ping sneered:

"Isn't that obvious? Who sent Yu Lingchun to me? Who's playing dead?"

"It's you, Yu Qingyi."

"Of course, it's not absolute. Until I went to the Scripture Pavilion of the Lingxiao Sect."

"There I learned that if you want to successfully achieve the seizure through this method, it is best to let the person who has been taken away have a blood relationship with you. If not, then it is better for the nun to have a blood connection with herself, so as to ensure that she can better complete the seizure, and after the seizure, she can make better use of this body."

"At this point, isn't everything revealed?"

Yu Qingyi closed his eyes.

With a long sigh:

"A 20-year-long chess game is really a mistake and a leak every step."

"So, now that you know Yingluo's inner body, you must know how the frozen physique on Yu Lingchun's body has changed after it has been thawed? And then guess when is the time when I'm ready to make a move? You've been waiting for this moment?"

Indeed it is.

After knowing Yingluo's inner flattering body, Chen Ping took off the jade pendant that he mistakenly gave to Yu Lingchun that gave birth to the heavenly flattering body (obtained from Murong Wan, the inner flattering body that spawned was not Yingluo's inner flattering body, and the value was different).

It is to avoid the possibility that one day the secret technique on Yu Lingchun's body will be lifted by the person who performed the secret technique, and after reflecting the true state, Chen Ping himself will mistakenly think that it is the possibility that the jade pendant will work.

And all these measures were carried out quietly, and Yu Lingchun himself was not aware of it.

Even when Yu Lingchun found out that she was more inward-looking, it was only because she was more and more dependent on Chen Ping.

Didn't think much about it.

For Chen Ping, he was keenly aware of Yu Lingchun's physical changes some time ago.

Knowing that the decisive moment is coming.

Chen Ping did not answer Yu Qingyi, but asked:

"I would like to know how you were so ruthless as to use your granddaughter as bait to bury your sex for nothing

life."

Who could do such a thing?

Demon cultivators don't easily use knives on their relatives.

Hearing this, Yu Qingyi's eyes suddenly became cold, his face became iron-blue, his muscles flared up, and he said sharply:

"How can you be ruthless? Why can't you be ruthless? I practiced qi at the age of thirteen, and at the age of twenty-five, I cultivated to the ninth level of qi cultivation. Who dares to disrespect me as a genius when they see me?"

"But can you imagine? In the fifty years since then, I haven't been able to move an inch, and I've been stuck in the ninth layer of Qi training, do you know how uncomfortable this feeling is? Do you know how much roll of the eyes I endured? Even being expelled from the division, do you dare to experience the suffocating despair?"

Yu Qingyi almost broke his heart.

After a roar, he regained some composure and said slowly:

"Fortunately, during my travels that year, I met Shizun, and he told me that there was a method that allowed me to break through the Qi Cultivation Realm and enter the Foundation Building Realm, and even ascend to the third level of Foundation Building at once."

"The only disadvantage is that this method is extremely harmful to the physical body, the foundation will be damaged, and after entering the foundation, it will also be unable to advance for life, and Shouyuan is only half of the normal foundation."

"But isn't this better than living in the Qi Refining Period for the rest of your life? Of course I'm going to give it a go."

"Seeing that I am determined, the Master told me that although my physical body is completely damaged, he has a way to give up, and as long as I follow his method, I can also occupy a new body, break through the shackles, and pursue the path of immortality again."

"You say, 'Can I not do such a thing?'

"When I knew this method, I didn't hesitate to worship my master as a teacher, hurriedly returned to my hometown, and chose Yu Lingchun."

"Hehe, this girl's talent is not bad, she has signs of feeling angry at the age of six, and it is only a matter of time before she becomes an immortal cultivator."

"I took her to the Yingluo Domain, and according to the method given by the master, I marked her with the secret technique of Yingluo's inner charm there, and then imprisoned this physique."

"It's the day when the master gives orders."

"Who doesn't do it for themselves? What's wrong with me?"

"Without my guidance, this girl would have been a mortal for the rest of her life, living in a small village, living for more than thirty or forty years and dying in labor, and not seeing the slightest beauty outside in her life."

"And I, let her see the splendor of the world outside, and let her experience the joy of cultivation. She... Can't blame me, she... How can you blame me?"

Chen Ping couldn't help but sneer.

What kind of bullshit theory is this?

Calculate his own granddaughter step by step, not as his granddaughter's life, but as a tool for his own life.

In the end, you want to ask for your granddaughter's forgiveness?

It's just that this guy is hiding so deeply.

For so many years, this guy has always been a chivalrous person in other people's mouths.

Under the mouth full of benevolence and righteousness, it is all filthy.

"So, Yu Lingchun's memory was also erased by you, right?" Chen Ping said lightly.

By now, he had calmed down a lot, calmly looking at the conspiracies in front of him.

"To be precise, it's my master, I don't have such ability." Yu Qingyi seemed to be extremely tired:

"Yu Lingchun can only completely forget the memory of the trip to Yingluo Domain, so that the old man's plans over the years will not be revealed. As for her lack and ambiguity of memories of her hometown, she was completely implicated."

That is, the memory is erased too much.

Chen Ping felt sorry for Yu Lingchun, his own grandfather was the one who wanted his own life:

"How long will Yu Lingchun live?"

In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Chen Ping knew that this matter was also very harmful to the female cultivator of Yingluo's inner charm.

However, the degree of this disadvantage is not consistent, and it is closely related to the secret technique cast, and it is also closely related to the skill of the method of the caster.

Depends on a lot of factors.

"From her body

From the day the secret method is thawed, you can live for twenty years." The corners of Yu Qingyi's mouth trembled.

Hearing this, Chen Ping chuckled violently in his heart.

There was a feeling of pain spreading.

He took a deep breath and asked sharply:

"If you want to live forever, other people's lives are not lives? Is Yu Lingchun's life a life? Is my life not my life? And why are you eyeing me?"

He actually had doubts in his heart.

In terms of talent, he is definitely not a genius, and his appearance is not the kind that can make people fall in love at a glance, at most he is on the upper side.

How did you get chosen?

Yu Qingyi smiled playfully:

"Heh, you can only blame yourself."

"I originally lurked in the Qingyun Sect's Cultivation Immortal City according to the requirements of my master, and I originally wanted to send that girl into the Qingyun Sect, so that I could get in touch with the disciples of the sect with outstanding talents, and with the appearance of a girl, I never worried about whether there would be a genius who would take a fancy to her, and that was the most suitable person to take her away."

"When Nai didn't wait, before I could officially enter the Qingyun Sect, there was a battle, and I had to take Yu Lingchun back to Lianyun City again."

"I'm going to take every precaution against letting the girl come into contact with the outside world, lest he get in love with the useless monk. But who knew that you kid moved next door to me, and that girl still had a crush on you."

"You say, who do you choose if you don't choose?"

Chen Ping's scalp was numb.

Special mother's.

At the beginning, I was thinking of seeking stability, so I deliberately chose Yu Qingyi as a neighbor.

For this reason, there is an extra rent of half a lower grade spirit stone every month.

I never thought that it was the beginning of my own calculation.

Chen Ping finally figured out why Yu Qingyi let Yu Lingchun stay in the house all the year round, protecting her like a flower in a greenhouse, and not letting her contact the outside world.

It stands to reason that Yu Qingyi, as a dying old man, should know very well that he can't protect Yu Lingchun for the rest of his life, which is different from Chen Ping, Yu Qingyi should experience Yu Lingchun's ability to survive alone.

But no.

It turned out to avoid the flowering season when she was in love and fell in love with other male cultivators.

So that everything can be advanced according to his Yu Qingyi's design, including his granddaughter's Taoist couple.

And I was an accident.

This... It's so good.

Without waiting for Chen Ping to think about it, Yu Qingyi seemed to have opened the conversation, and no longer cared about the model of fair dialogue with one question and one answer, and continued:

"Originally, the old man was remorseful. But slowly, the old man found out that you are not a simple kid, and you may also be a good target."

"Just because you resisted Liu Wei's attack when you were repairing the city walls?" Chen Ping was stunned, he really didn't expect that he would have anything to do in public.

"That's just one of them."

"When you killed the teacher, the city guards invited me to investigate the cause of Qi Jianglun's death. Although the scene has been burned to the ground, at the scene, I still captured the traces of the Breeze Nine Swords, others may not know, but I know that it is the traces of the 8th style of the Breeze Nine Swords. The old man will never forget my shock."

"Before that, I was the best cultivator in the entire Lianyun City Breeze Nine Swords, and I had only only cultivated the seventh form. How can a person who can practice the eighth form be mediocre? I've never dreamed of finding someone like that."

"Until one day, when I came to visit you, I faintly saw the same sword marks in your house."

"Heh, then I went to Ning Mansion."

"I'm sure you've been slow to cultivate because you haven't gotten the opportunity before. And after leaving the Ning Mansion, he obviously got a great opportunity that no one knows."

"But if the talent is not good, no matter how great the opportunity is, you can't cultivate the Breeze Nine Swords to the eighth form, right?"

"Just ask me, a person with a good talent, but not a top genius, will not be noticeable; As a casual cultivator, he has little knowledge and can't recognize the inner charm of Yingluo; low-key and cautious, able to survive every civil strife; was also secretly promised by Yu Lingchun's girl. this

Is there anything better for such a person not to be taken away?"

Chen Ping's whole body was cold.

He admits he hasn't done anything wrong the whole time.

It's even cautious enough.

But he was still calculated by this old guy in his chess game.

Perhaps, this world itself is so dangerous.

I am still sober today, and I am lucky. What about Leng Yueming? And what about a dozen other monks who have been taken away or are about to be taken away?

Cultivating immortals has never been easy.

"Back to the question just now, is it the demon cultivator who has taken the place after the seizure of the Great Fog Array, or is it the female cultivator with the charming body of Yingluo?" Chen Ping took advantage of Yu Qingyi's eloquent Yaxing and asked quietly.

There is not much news that he can exchange with Yu Qingyi, but he still has a lot of questions to ask Yu Qingyi.

You have to set as many messages as you can.

Unexpectedly, Yu Qingyi, who was originally talking eloquently, came back to his senses in an instant, and said coldly:

"It's still one for one, it's your turn to answer."

"If you can get here, does that mean Bian Liang is dead?"

"Dead." Chen Ping replied bluntly:

"To answer my question."

Yu Qingyi is also unambiguous, without beating around the bush, and even with a sense of pride:

"Demon cultivation after being taken away. Or rather, I can be a part of it."

"How did you find out that Bian Liang had a problem, he shouldn't have done anything out of the ordinary."

Bian Liang really didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

But Chen Ping was used to being cautious.

Since leaving the neighborhood of Xiahou Feng, Chen Ping has habitually released nine colorful cicadas to monitor the neighborhood.

Then he monitored that Bian Liang was silently throwing poison that eroded his soul, causing a colorless and odorless elixir powder to drift into the air and flow through Chen Ping's house, especially when he went out to the outer courtyard to communicate with Chen Ping, and it was when he poisoned him.

This poison is colorless, tasteless, and slow, and it takes years to weaken the soul of others, so it is difficult to detect.

After Chen Ping found out, he thought about countermeasures, and even thought about whether to kill Bian Liang.

But he unexpectedly discovered that the 'Detoxification Pill' can actually detoxify this poison.

Thinking that when a person's soul is weak, it is the most conducive time to be taken away, Chen Ping subconsciously felt that Bian Liang's behavior might not be simple.

Maybe it's not a simple robbery.

Otherwise, it should be more like Xiahou Feng to use fierce medicine.

This made him decide to make a plan, and asked Ning Xiaoqi for an elixir that weakened his soul, making Bian Liang think that he had succeeded.

At this time, the Nine Shades Colorful Cicada flew back and conveyed a message to Chen Ping two or three miles away.

The fact that they did not come close meant that there was no third party outside, and no other danger was found.

Yu Qingyi was also keenly aware of the Nine Shades and Colorful Cicadas, and said expressionlessly:

"So, finding Bian Liang is the credit of that beast?"

Chen Ping asked the Nine Shades Colorful Cicada to continue patrolling.

To Return:

"He's just a beast by comparison, but you're a real beast."

"One more question, where is the eye of the Mist Array?"

"Array Eye?" Yu Qingyi laughed, and immediately agitated the robe, and wisps of black gas escaped from his cuffs:

"The old man has no questions, why do you want to answer you?". Hahaha, come on, let the old man see your power."

"You may still be wondering, you can only take the house from the top down, you build five layers of foundation, and I build three layers of foundation, how can you complete the seizure? Hahahaha, let you see the power that the Demon Venerable has given me."

"Bloodservant, out."

Chen Ping had been silently waiting for the return of the Nine Shades and Colorful Cicadas, and now that he had arrived, he was ready to go.

At the moment when Yu Qingyi agitated the robe, he retreated at the same time.

… This old thing is cunning enough to give a chance to sneak attack at all.

At the same time as Chen Ping retreated, he quickly put on layers of defensive means for himself in a fraction of a breath.

In the next second, he found out the 'green worm and mother Jiao' that had been hidden in the cuffs with one hand.

Since you want to kill.

It's going to come up and sacrifice the strongest means.

Hundreds of zhang opposite, Yu Qingyi's face was hideous, a trace of blood and tears poured out of his eyes, the black pupils of his eyes disappeared, all of them were white eyes, and his voice became extremely terrifying:

"Hahahaha, I'd like to see what you do? Kill the Qingmang Sword of the ninth layer of the foundation? Hahahaha, weak, too weak."

"I, Yu Qingyi, Brother Jindan."

With Yu Qingyi's last roar, the four black qi gushing out of his cuffs turned over the river and the sea, quickly condensing the four blood servants.

Standing separately around Yu Qingyi.

The blood servant's whole body was dark red, like a human body burned by fire, and the vermilion blood rolled on its body, like a writhing maggot, and its face was terrifying.

Then, the sunken eyes of the blood servant emitted a huge column of blood, shooting straight towards Yu Qingyi.

The next moment, it was connected with the blood and tears flowing from Yu Qingyi's eyes.

The white eyes were instantly submerged in dark red blood.

"Hahahaha, it's really strong, the master said that once the spell is cast, it can only last for a stick of incense, and then it will explode and die, and the soul will be broken. But what's there? A stick of incense is enough to subdue you, enough for me to take away."

"Is this Jindan, hahahaha."

Chen Ping's scalp was numb.

Knowing that a real opponent has been encountered.

He didn't delay a second, and while guarding against the possible attack of the blood servant against him, he silently recited the mantra and summoned the 'Green Worm Zi Jiao,'.

「... Frog Dragon, help me fight."

Chen Ping roared violently, and while reciting the mantra, he injected spiritual power, and threw out the 'Green Worm Mother Jiao, Fu Bao'.

Runes flew through the air.

In an instant, a pair of dragons soared out of the talisman treasure, 'Ang~, the ground roared twice, the mother dragon glanced at Chen Ping, and then turned her head suddenly, the long Jiaolong flew in the wind, and rushed towards Yu Qingyi.

Coercion.

Chen Ping, who was a hundred feet away, involuntarily encouraged his spiritual power to resist this unbearable pressure, but even so, he still felt that it was a little difficult to breathe.

What a strong strength.

Chen Ping suddenly retreated dozens of zhang again, the battle of Jindan, saving his life is important.

In the sky, the little Jiaolong glanced at Chen Ping, who was retreating, and for some reason, he turned his head to follow the figure of the female Jiaolong and rushed towards Yu Qingyi.

"Boom~"

With a loud bang, the light of the two cyan dragons instantly wrapped around the blood-red Yu Qingyi.

At this moment, Yu Qingyi was already like a blood servant, and the original four blood servants were completely dried up, and they fell to the ground in the shape of a dry corpse.

"Hahaha..." Before Yu Qingyi in the rage could enjoy the pleasure brought by the instantaneous surge in cultivation, the wild laughter stopped abruptly, and the last 'Ha, the word was only half pronounced, and he immediately sacrificed the strongest shield to meet the dragon.

Yu Qingyi was shocked.

He originally thought that Chen Ping's strongest method was to kill the Qingmang Sword of the ninth layer of the foundation.

Never thought that this rune treasure would be returned?

Jindan strength?

Chen Ping's first-order casual cultivation, where did he get such a precious treasure?

"Not good."

"Bang~" Yu Qingyi was hit by a blue light spewed out by the dragon, and immediately flew upside down.

He suddenly felt that the breath of life had passed by a small half.

Coughing in my heart.

After more than 20 years of planning, must it fall short at the last moment?

Yu Qingyi was full of unwillingness in his heart, and in the process of flying upside down, he once again sacrificed a high-level defensive magic weapon after a hundred battles.

"Zizizi~"

The defensible magic weapon had not yet fully exerted its power, and in the process of the dragon sweeping past, it had a burst of scratches with the scales of spiritual power, and was instantly burned by the blue flames.

Yu Qingyi's heart was filled with fear.

This is a rune treasure with the strength of the second and third layers of Jindan, which is much higher than the strength of his own Jindan realm.

He knew very well that he had forcibly elevated himself directly from the third layer of the foundation to the Jindan realm with the Blood Serving Dafa, but it was a pseudo Jindan, or a fake Jindan.

It only has its form, not its quality.

If you encounter the ninth layer of foundation building, even if it is the ninth layer of foundation building of the Great Perfection, this kind of fake golden pill can be completely defeated.

Even if the other party was a monk who had just advanced to the first level of Dao Jindan, with a body that could be completely discarded, he let go of the fight, and still had a chance of winning.

But he never thought that Chen Ping actually had such a powerful talisman treasure.

"Bloodmang."

He roared, and the blood vessels on his body suddenly burst, and countless blood splattered out, using the blood servant as a formation, quickly forming a web of blood.

But in the next second, I saw the dragon soaring into the sky, and then swooping down, opening its bloody mouth, and the cold light densely covered it, and the "pop" made a burst of explosions, and the blood array that had not yet formed suddenly burst.

Yu Qingyi's vitality faded by a small half again.

"Smack, smack, smack"

The magic weapons and talismans on Yu Qingyi's body were thrown out without money, and on his bare arms, dark red tendons burst out, wriggling on his skin like earthworms, his body was filled with black gas, and sweat the size of beans rolled down his distorted cheeks.

The dragon didn't give Yu Qingyi any time to resist at all, and the double dragons flew crosswise, pulling out cyan lights and shadows around Yu Qingyi.

The crushing momentum in the realm made all of Yu Qingyi's magic weapons and talismans empty.

The dragon roar of "Ang~Ang~" resounded in the sky.

"Tear~"

A dragon slid by, and one of Yu Qingyi's legs suddenly disappeared.

Yu Qingyi's face was like ashes, like falling into an ice cellar, and he knew that the general trend had gone.

He worked hard to plan the way of immortality for decades, sacrificed his granddaughter, and deviated from his original intention, but after all, he was still broken in the last pass.

He didn't understand why his colleagues had all succeeded, why he came to himself, he was cautious step by step, and he chose a casual cultivator with no background, but in the end he failed.

"Chen Ping, then let's die together." Yu Qingyi roared violently, stretched out his hand and shook it, and an illusory hand figure was about to shake Chen Ping who was a hundred zhang away.

"Bang~"

Before the hand shadow was fully extended, a big sword that fell from the sky suddenly hit Yu Qingyi, who was still bloodied.

Yu Qingyi's outstretched hand froze, and the phantom of the big hand disappeared. He slowly looked down at the big hole in his body and muttered to himself:

「… This is ~Qing~Mang~Sword?"

"Yu Qingyi, where is the eye of the array? This is your last chance for redemption." Chen Ping knew that Yu Qingyi was on the verge of death.

As he stepped back, he yelled at him.

"Bang~"

The son and mother Jiao swept over, Yu Qingyi was like powder, his body was gone, and his soul was destroyed.

Decades of planning have come to naught.

Yu Qing Yiyuan

The corners of Chen Ping's mouth twitched, this son and mother Jiaolong are too fierce, so they can't leave a trace of remnant soul to ask questions...

The dragon scanned the scene domineeringly, as if to say, 'Who else?' ,, and then plunged headlong into the animal skin suspended in mid-air, and disappeared.

Fu Bao swished, and returned to Chen Ping's hand with a bang.

The silence of the world is restored.

Only the sound of snowflakes falling, soft and pleasant.

(End of chapter)