Chen Ping instructed Xiaohong and the three of them to keep an eye on the brewing site and go to the main peak immediately.

When I arrived at the main peak, I realized that it was Sima Feng who had returned.

In addition to Sima Peak Lord, several other peak masters and two or three core monks in the late stage of foundation building were also present, including Li Feiyu on the eighth floor of foundation building.

As soon as Chen Ping sat down next to Feng Yu, Feng Yu secretly poked his head:

"Lord Chen Feng, there's a good show to watch."

"Can Lord Sima Feng win?" Chen Ping didn't have to think about it to know what Feng Yu was going to say.

Chen Ping hoped in his heart that Lord Sima Feng would win.

For him, the stability of the Ling Xiao Sect meant his stability.

Feng Yu whispered:

"There's a good chance you'll win. The spells of our Ling Xiao Sect are not ornaments, they are powerful. Besides, the kid surnamed Lu is not a half-step golden pill, he is just trying to gain a big understanding, although he is a genius, he is not invincible."

At this time, before Chen Ping could speak, Li Feiyu interjected:

"Then brother, why did you lose?"

The air suddenly fell silent.

Needle drops can be heard.

Fortunately, at this time, the personnel had arrived, and the head Wei Sui also walked out from the rear.

As soon as Wei Sui appeared, the original discussion suddenly died down, and they all got up to salute.

After the greetings, Wei Xun said heartily:

"There is nothing else to do with the summoning of you this time. It's about the hairy boy surnamed Lu outside the city. Now that Lord Sima Feng has returned, he can fight again."

Wei Sui swept away the previous decadence and looked high-spirited.

"What's the origin of that kid surnamed Lu?" Lord Sima Feng had heard about this before Wei Sui came out, but he didn't know much.

Wei Xun said:

"A genius disciple of the Wudao Sect does have some strength, and before coming to the Lingxiao Sect, he had already defeated the three sects of the Southern Barbarian Domain. But it's not invincible, and they haven't realized it yet. The old man has already watched the first four battles, and he knows some of his moves."

Next, Wei Sui introduced the spell characteristics, moves, and strength of Brother Lu.

Several of the warring monks also shared their feelings.

Chen Ping listened silently, although he had been in Xiaozhu Peak these days, he had released the Nine Shades and Colorful Cicadas to secretly observe the passing monks.

Occasionally, you can even see him trying out spells.

Brother Lu didn't seem to have the intention of hiding or avoiding his spells when he practiced spells, and most of the time he was outside the city, near Brother Lu's own temporary residence.

Occasionally, when you practice more destructive spells, you will go to the farther forest in the dark to try them.

Therefore, Chen Ping also had a certain understanding of Brother Lu's strength.

I just don't know if Brother Lu has a hidden killing move.

"In that case, this matter should be done sooner rather than later. I'll meet him right now." After listening to Wei Sui's analysis, Lord Sima Feng said with a cold face.

This man was so deceitful that he wanted to beat him up just by listening to the description.

"How many days off are you? That kid has been provocative for many days, and it doesn't hurt for him to be arrogant for a few more days." Wei Sui said steadily.

Lord Sima Feng shook his head:

"It's okay, the spiritual power I consumed on the way back has been replenished, and there is no difference between waiting for a few days and fighting at this moment, but it weakens our momentum."

In this case, the group was resolute and immediately decided to leave the city.

Everyone actually held their breath in their hearts.

The sooner this breath comes out, the better.

Outside the conference hall, Wei Sui paused, turned his head to look at the tower standing on the top of the mountain, and solemnly bowed and waved his hand:

"Old Ancestor, please help Wei to protect this qi of the Ling Xiao Sect."

That tower is where the sculpture of the founding ancestor of the Lingxiao Sect is located.

The tower was repaired on the original site after the reconstruction of the Ling Xiao Sect, but the sculpture has always been the original one.

There is the most in the Ling Xiao Sect

Sacred place.

The crowd followed.

Then Edgeworth went out of the mountain.

……

Outside the city.

Brother Lu sat cross-legged alone in the wasteland, with his temporary residence behind him.

He had already heard that the Ling Xiao Sect had returned to a Great Peak Lord, and knew that there would be a battle next.

It got him excited.

Brother Lu was very good at cultivating qi, and at this moment he was just sitting quietly on the ground, facing Ling Xiaozong with his eyes closed and recuperating, and he couldn't see any emotional fluctuations.

The noisy noise of some onlookers who came to watch the cultivation did not make his breath fluctuate by half a minute.

The other side.

Chen Ping and the others galloped over, standing in the air from afar, watching the Lord Sima Feng enter the wasteland.

"Lord Sima Feng is here, and it is this person who keeps provoking my Ling Xiao Sect and killing him." Some onlookers shouted loudly in front of Brother Lu.

But Brother Lu remained unfazed, deaf to such mockery.

Lord Sima Feng instantly walked in front of Monk Lu, and from a distance of dozens of zhang, he ignored the shouts and cheers of his disciples, and just looked at the young monk in front of him.

The breath is very strong, full of tendons and flesh, and the mood is very stable, and there is no chaos in danger.

Seeing that Brother Lu didn't open his eyes when he knew that he was coming, Lord Sima Feng couldn't help but be a little annoyed:

"It's your kid who wants to challenge the Ling Xiao Sect? The old man is here."

This is already quite contemptuous.

is also a foundation building monk, and he should be called 'Taoist friend, commensurate, and Sima Feng Lord calls each other 'kid' on the one hand, and calls himself 'old man' on the other.

Quite contemptuous of the other party.

Brother Lu was not affected by such a title, but slowly opened his eyes and said in a disdainful tone:

"You are the strongest one in the Lingxiao Sect's foundation?"

Lord Sima Feng snorted coldly:

"There are six more like me, and I'm the weakest one."

Chen Ping: ......

Again, huh?

The pit dug by Master Wei has not been buried yet.

Let's fight.

Hearing this, Brother Lu got up and narrowed his eyes:

"I'm not interested in fighting you, so call the strongest one in your sect to come out."

Lord Sima Feng was furious when he heard this, this was naked and he couldn't see himself clearly, and he struck out with a palm of the fire dragon without saying hello:

"Defeat you, old man is enough."

Brother Lu was unfazed, his slightly squinted eyes opened slightly, but only a little.

He clasped his arms around his chest and hugged his sword, and floated back a few feet lightly, dodging Sima Feng's spell attack...

The two fought together in an instant.

Chen Ping concentrated and observed every move of the two in the battle without squinting.

It was the first time he had seen Brother Lu in battle.

This was a great opportunity for him to fully assess the strength of Friar Lu.

The two fought quickly, and Lord Sima Feng almost pressed Brother Lu to fight at first.

But it soon became clear that Brother Lu was mainly defensive at the beginning, and did not exert all his strength.

And when Brother Lu officially counterattacked, Lord Sima Feng quickly fell into disadvantage.

The ones analyzed by Wei Sui are certainly valuable, but when it comes to actual combat, the situation changes rapidly.

A lot of pre-prepared skills are simply not enough to deal with it.

In the end, the competition is still absolute strength.

"Bang!"

After more than ten moves, there was a loud bang, and Lord Sima Feng smashed a big pit on the ground, and a big sword smashed and galloped towards Lord Sima Feng.

Before Wei Xie could intervene, the big sword suddenly turned around and flew more than ten zhang away from Sima Feng's master, and the sound of explosion resounded throughout the sky.

Lord Sima Feng's face turned pale.

He knew that he was powerless to stop the last sword.

That sword was too strong.

If it weren't for Brother Lu finally giving up, then he could only hope that the head of Wei Sui would intervene.

Otherwise, you will die.

It's no wonder that the other foundation-building ninth-layer Daoists of the sect all lost.

Lord Sima Feng rose into the air, unwilling, but had to accept the end of defeat, he reluctantly waved his hands:

"I'm losing!"

Brother Lu stretched out his hand, and the great sword that disappeared into the pit swished, and returned to his hand with a thud.

Brother Lu once again held the big sword with his arms around his chest, his eyes were not completely open from beginning to end, and he said lightly:

"You're strong."

"Better than the previous ones."

"But not my opponent."

That's a terrible statement.

But... It seems to be the truth again.

Brother Lu looked in the direction of Wei Sui's group again, and said lightly:

"Five days."

"I only need five days to recover."

"I'll challenge the next one in five days, and hopefully this time it's the strongest one."

Arrogant.

It's so arrogant.

This is what countless people on Chen Ping's side think, but they dare not speak out, because their skills are indeed inferior. Besides, the other party needs five days to recover, even if someone wants to vent for Sima Feng, they can't do it at this moment.

Of course, it's 'even,'

Lord Sima Feng basically represents the pinnacle of combat power in the foundation building of the Ling Xiao Sect.

Lord Sima Feng lost, and they didn't have any fun.

Those six are nothing.

Wei Sui was expressionless, and took the foundation building monk back to the main peak. He glanced at the lost cultivators who were watching from afar, and the group of scattered cultivators had expectations and unwillingness in their eyes.

Wei Sui really wanted to earn this breath back, but he had a sense of helplessness that he couldn't do it.

When a few people went back, the atmosphere was extremely solemn, which was completely different from the high momentum when they came.

"Master Sima Feng, is your body okay?" Wei Sui asked.

Lord Sima Feng's face was pale:

"The body is fine, and it will be able to fully recover in a period of time. It's just that he has failed to live up to the trust of Master Wei, hey, that monk Lu is taking the path of dual cultivation of sword and body."

"That sword is too strong."

"It's fine. Winning or losing is a matter of course for monks, nothing." Wei Sui seemed to be comforting Lord Sima Feng, and it was also like comforting himself.

Back to the main peak, they dispersed, and they didn't even have much to think about.

Chen Ping returned to Xiaozhufeng.

He had been secretly observing Brother Lu during this time, judging from the duel between Lord Sima Feng and Brother Lu just now, as well as Wei Sui's description of the previous battles, Brother Lu's strongest was the sword that destroyed the withering and decaying.

That sword is indeed very domineering.

Chen Ping saw with his own eyes that before the sword arrived, the layers of Sima Feng's defense fell apart in the sword qi.

'It's a bit similar to my strongest Qingmang Sword. ，

Another reliance on Monk Lu is his strong body, which allows him to navigate the battle with ease.

Chen Ping estimated that Brother Lu's refining body might have completed the 'bone refining, and even had already begun to refine the dirt,'

As for the depth of the refining body, in terms of combat power, it is definitely not a superficial taste, but a certain achievement.

Judging from Brother Lu's performance in battle, skin appearance, and muscle acuity, Chen Ping roughly estimated that he was likely to reach the middle or even late stage of 'expert'.

This is much more powerful than the situation in the early stage where ordinary monks can only practice to be 'proficient, at most'.

Chen Ping looked at the 'refining skin, the 'consummation' in the back, and the 'refining of the skin, the back' experts in his panel: 999/1000. ,, I can't help but sigh:

'This monk is a genius! ，

No wonder he repelled many sect monks along the way.

Almost sideways to the Lingxiao Sect.

These genius monks are enviable, they have good qualifications, excellent roots, and they are focused on cultivating by their teachers, and they can practice anything quickly.

It's not like me, I practice anything...

Chen Ping looked at the 'refining tendons, the '999/1000 behind'. ,, swallowed a plastic tendon pill, and began to focus on refining tendons.

Two hours later.

[Alchemy (Grandmaster): 1/1000. 】

Chen Ping didn't go out, but continued to take out the "Taixu Refining Body Technique".

The refining of the tendons has reached the 'Grandmaster, it's time to refine the bones,'.

In "Taixu Body Refining Technique", the bone alchemy technique was quickly memorized by Chen Ping under the reading of his divine sense.

In the same vein as skin refining and tendon refining, bone refining also requires a certain number of knots (206 knots) to be linked with spiritual power to build a network of spiritual power.

This network isolates the 206 bones of the human body into a single space, so that when refining the bones, the spiritual power and medicinal power of specific spells will precisely refine the bones.

Avoid unnecessary waste.

Chen Ping swallowed a 'Force God Pill' that he had just bought half a month ago, and began to practice bone cultivation.

Because the spells are in the same line, Chen Ping has a very good foundation, and his previous successful skin refining and tendon refining have made his comprehension of this kind of spell reach a level of ease.

Therefore, at this moment, the net of spiritual power that draws 206 tricks is very familiar.

He can clearly know that the slow is slow, the fast is fast, and the details are fine, and the coarse is coarse.

Everything is just right.

A few hours later, a web was successfully drawn.

[Alchemy (Beginner): 1/1000. 】

At the same time, the color of the bones on the feet also changed slightly.

Bone alchemy is a bit different from skin refining and tendon refining, and the emphasis is on changing the bone quality in order.

Start at the toes and end at the skull.

The most intuitive manifestation is that the color of the bones will change, from the original original color to gold, with orange and yellow as the transition colors.

After the gold is completely golden, the bone refining will be officially completed.

'Now that I'm in the late stage of foundation building, I spend more time refining my body than I would with other spells. ，

'Strive to complete the bone refining as soon as possible and continue to practice the dirty. ，

This will also build up some foundation for Yutanduo. ，

Four days later.

The second batch of wine was officially brewed, and two pots of nameless wine were once again produced.

Chen Ping did not stop and continued to devote himself to the production of the third batch of nameless wine. During the fermentation period, Chen Ping packed 4 pots of spirit wine, then returned to the quiet room and wrote back to Yu Lingchun.

The yellowish paper looks unusually warm in the soft sunlight.

[Reiharu Azuma:]

[All your letterheads have been read, and citrine and medicine packets have been received.] ]

[Your husband has achieved a little success in refining tendons, and there is no need to bother to configure the medicine bag for refining tendons.] If you want to configure it, come with some bone-refining herb packs. You use 5,000 medium-grade spirit stones first, and then give them to you after they run out. ]

[What Fairy Xiyue said is right, the higher your cultivation, the more conducive it is to eliminating hidden diseases in your physique. Spend more time practicing and strive to build a foundation as soon as possible. ]

[There is no need to worry about citrine and spells, as the peak master, my current merits are enough, and there is never a shortage of spells. Don't delay your practice because of this. ]

[......]

[Very good, don't read it!] ]

After thinking about it, he replied to Fairy Xiyue.

The main thing is to discuss with her to send spirit wine once a year in the future, which can greatly save the trade cost of Yunhaitang and reduce the risk of going out.

At the same time, tell her that this time I will send two more jugs of nameless wine.

As for the amount of spirit wine she had added, she didn't say a word.

After sealing the letterhead, Chen Ping went out of the peak to Yunfu at the foot of the mountain, handed over the nameless wine and letterhead to Yun Haitang, and told her to send it once a year in the future.

"By the way, the first batch of Butterfly Spirit Evening Primrose was delivered, and a total of harvest was made

How many spirit stones?" Chen Ping was in dire need of spirit stones at the moment.

Hearing this, Yun Haitang got up and took out a booklet, came back and handed it to Chen Ping:

"Not much, the color of that batch of fruit is not very good."

"After deducting a series of costs such as the remuneration given to Ling Zhifu, only 300 medium-grade spirit stones were net generated. I've calculated it all separately, you see."

Chen Ping had a certain psychological expectation of this, and nodded:

"You just have to do the math."

After a pause, he said a little embarrassed:

"What, how many spirit stones do you have, lend me a little, and deduct it from Xiao Zhufeng's income in the future."

Hearing this, Yun Haitang pursed his lips and chuckled.

She knew that Chen Ping had been refining his body, and this was a very consuming spirit stone.

It's just that I remembered that I had said before that I would give her spirit stones to Chen Ping to manage, but Chen Ping refused one after another.

She smiled:

"What else do you and I want to borrow? How much?"

... That's different, Yun Haitang is not a person, there is a Yun family behind him.

"10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, are there any?"

"Yes."

Although this value was very large, Yun Haitang nodded without the slightest hesitation.

Chen Ping's well, said:

"Give me 5,000, and send the remaining 5,000 to Yu Lingchun together, she has recently been configuring a body refining herb pack for me, which is very consuming spirit stones. There are a lot of spirit stones to be sent this time, so be careful on the way."

Yun Haitang mantis nodded slightly, and immediately took out 5,000 spirit stones and handed them to Chen Ping:

"Don't worry, I'll be very careful. I can't do it myself."

Thinking that Chen Ping himself also asked for 5,000 spirit stones, she asked again:

"Are you going to go to the demon capital?"

Chen Ping nodded:

"I'm still making the last batch of wine, and I'll leave when it's finished. Ten days at most."

That night, the two reluctantly communicated.

The next day, Chen Ping walked out of Yunfu in a trance.

Chen Ping originally just wanted to take a casual walk and see the development of Sanxiu City. But his ears and eyes were wise, and along the way, he heard many monks whispering about the challenge of Brother Lu's door.

"This monk surnamed Lu is also too arrogant, it is said that a flag was planted in front of his residence, specifically insulting our Lingxiao Sect: You are all ants in building the foundation!"

"Hey, who makes others strong?"

"Yes, not only our Lingxiao Sect, but also several other sects were wiped out, and finally had to admit defeat."

"It's really strong, I saw the battle with Sima Feng, that sword swallowed mountains and rivers."

"Don't say it, that sword reminds me of a man."

"Who?"

"Monk of the Blue Sword!!"

"Blue Sword Monk? Which Blue Sword Monk was the one who killed and robbed outside Falling Moon City in the first place?"

"Yes, it is said that he was the one who killed the demon cultivator in the southwest in the first place."

"This..."

"The Blue Sword Monk is probably not as strong as this Monk Lu, right?"

"Who knows?"

"Hey, why don't you see the Blue Sword Monk come out to fight?"

「......」

(End of chapter)