A scattered cultivation city in the south of the Tianyan Domain.

A lavish inn, in a spacious upper room, in which three monks sit.

In the center is a young man with red lips and white teeth, and his robes and ornaments are flamboyant. Next to him was a monk dressed in a slightly simple manner, with a sword scar on his face, and his aura was not very strong.

The two were whispering to each other.

On the other side, an old man meditated with his eyes closed, with a strong momentum, and the fluctuating aura of the spiritual rhyme around his body was not as good as that of Zhuji, with the domineering spirit of Jindan.

One of the mortal maids was carefully making tea for the two of them.

During the pouring of tea, the teacup accidentally slipped off, and a few drops of tea inevitably splashed on the young man.

The maid was horrified:

"If the slave is not careful, the slave deserves ten thousand deaths, and the sin deserves ten thousand deaths, please forgive the immortal master."

While wanting to wipe the young man, but he didn't dare, the whole person was like a frightened bird, cramped and uneasy.

"***, what's going on?" The Swordscar Monk was furious, slammed his slam on the table, and stood up suddenly.

The huge difference in status made the maid kneel down at once.

But it was not exchanged for understanding.

"Smack!"

Without waiting for the maid to say more, the Sword Scar Monk slapped the maid in the face: "You can't pour a cup of tea, are you looking for death?" Senior brother is a little real person who builds the foundation, can someone like you touch it?"

Half of the maid's face immediately swollen.

Swollen deformity.

But even so, the maid still did not dare to pause, got up from the ground, and kowtowed vigorously.

Seeing that the Sword Scar Monk seemed to be about to reprimand, the young senior brother's eyes were cold, he waved his hand, and scolded:

"That's enough!"

At this sound, I saw the young senior brother waving his hand, and the maid was like being amnestied, and she didn't care about half of her swollen face, so she hurriedly retreated.

"呲~」

A bolt of spiritual power pierced through the back of her head.

The maid fell to the ground with a thud, lifeless.

The young senior brother glanced coldly at the corpse of the maid on the ground, and then glanced sideways at the Sword Scar Monk:

"How many times have I told you? Don't move your mouth when you can do it. Such subordinates, since they don't understand the rules, then they have to die, and they still have to reason with them?"

"Senior brother taught me." Senior Brother Sword Scar lowered his head.

In the distance, the old man Jindan never opened his eyes.

It's as if you didn't see everything that's going on here.

The young senior brother sat down in his seat again, put on his robe, and said lightly:

"Let the shopkeeper collect the corpse and give them some spirit stones to compensate."

"Yes, brother."

The young senior brother gently blew the boiling spiritual tea, and his cold eyes raised slightly:

"By the way, yesterday I heard someone talking about a monk named Lu Xiangbei, who is this person?"

Senior Brother Sword Scar immediately replied:

"Senior brother also heard about this yesterday, but he inquired more."

"That Lu Xiangbei is a sword idiot, his cultivation is quite good, and he is also a ninth-layer little real person like his senior brother."

"This person is taking the road of hegemony and understanding the true meaning in a duel. It is rumored that he defeated dozens of little real people along the way, but he fell twice in a row in a place called Ling Xiao Sect. That's what some sword cultivators talk about."

"However, judging from what others have said, these monks who go north or nothing will not be the opponents of Senior Brother, so they are not worth mentioning."

The young senior brother automatically ignored the junior brother's sycophants and shook the teacup:

"Ling Xiao Sect? Is it a very large sect?"

"That's not it, it is said to be a small sect, located in the southwesternmost part of the Western Wilderness, and it is estimated that there are not two or three Jindan." Senior Brother Sword Scar smiled contemptuously.

The young brother frowned slightly:

"This kind of small sect that does not enter the stream, wandering in the corners all day long, absorbing all the disciples of the inferior inheritance in the mortal world, can also come out like this

Colored sword cultivator?"

"It's probably just weak birds pecking at each other." Senior Brother Sword Scar said sarcophantly.

"Wait, you're talking about the southwesternmost part of the Western Wilderness?" The young senior brother seemed to think of something, and asked rhetorically.

"yes." Senior Brother Sword Scar didn't know why Senior Brother had this reaction.

Hearing this, the young senior brother smiled and said:

"That's a coincidence."

"Isn't the Flying Star Gate over there, too?"

"In that case, then I'll take a trip and have a look, and I'll see that excellent sword cultivation for a while. I also stopped by the Flying Star Gate to take a look, 'Old friends, they've all come here, and you can't talk about it if you don't go to see your old friends, right?'

Senior Brother Sword Scar was shocked:

"Senior brother, that Flying Star Gate..."

The young senior brother smiled faintly, ignoring the sword scar junior brother, but turned his head to look at the old man Jindan who was meditating in the distance:

"What does Uncle Shi think?"

The old man seemed to hesitate for a while before he said:

"Since my nephew wants to go, let's go."

「……」

……

Dense forests.

Chen Ping once again subdued the octagonal deer.

Many times, he won without injury, and occasionally he was injured, but it was only physical, but he never experienced the pain of broken bones again.

In this way, again and again, the will of the eight-horned deer gradually succumbed to this human monk who was inferior in cultivation.

It's really unbeatable.

I haven't seen you for eight years, and now it's not what it used to be.

"Serve?" Chen Ping put away his spiritual power.

The eight-horned deer snorted coldly.

"Now that you're convinced, follow me to practice the Fa. You also know that you can't escape anyway, you can't fight and you can't fight, and if you are honest, you can suffer less flesh and skin."

Chen Ping injected spiritual power into the control token, recited the guide law decision, and shared the law decision with the demon beast through the token to comprehend.

Time passes between the Green Mang Sword and the Beast Control Token.

If you don't accept it, you will be beaten.

If you are convinced, you will continue to adjust the birds.

According to the spell records in the jade slips, its beast nature is gradually weakened and its spirituality is improved.

After three months of domestication day and night, the octagonal deer officially became a spirit animal.

At this point, the second-order beast taming technique has also reached the level of 'mastery: 633/1000,.

'It's still quite time-consuming to tame a demon beast, more than three months. ，

'Maybe it would be better if you were more proficient in animal taming, otherwise you would have to stay in the forest for months every time you tamed animals. ，

Chen Ping sat in the cave and took out the jade slip that he had found in the black market of the demon capital from the storage bag - "Eight-Horned Deer Spirit Beast Beast Beast Spell".

One of the most unique values of the octagonal deer is its protective effect.

The so-called effect of protecting the spirit is the effect of protecting the spirit plant.

Eight-horned deer like to eat high-quality spiritual materials, but high-quality spiritual materials are not only liked by eight-horned deer, but also pursued by countless alchemists, herb masters and other monks, so high-quality spiritual materials that can stay in the forest without being found are very rare.

Because of this, the octagonal deer has developed the ability to protect spiritual materials and enhance the quality of spiritual materials through their unique breathing.

Medium-grade spiritual materials can also be guarded into high-grade spiritual materials.

The mortality rate of spiritual materials will also be greatly reduced.

This is exactly the helper that Chen Ping urgently needs at the moment.

Yu Lingchun is not here, Xiaohong, as mortals, they can't use spiritual power, and the comprehension of cultivating spiritual plants can't be compared with Yu Lingchun after all, and the cultivation of many spiritual materials is limited.

But with the octahorn, it's all too simple.

And of course, not only that.

This eight-horned deer is a half-step Jin Dan, and it can even be promoted to Jin Dan in the future, which is a huge combat power helper for Chen Ping.

A helper who accompanies him anytime and anywhere.

It's much more useful than rune treasures, real treasures, and the like.

Chen Ping followed the process to complete the contract for the octagonal deer.

Because there was before

The experience of the two spirit beasts, this time also did not encounter much resistance, and they quickly completed the confession.

[Octagonal Deer Beast Fighting Technique (Beginner): 1/1000. 】

Now it's honest. ，

'It's a complete pet. ，

Chen Ping couldn't help but smile to himself.

All that's left is to slowly get the Liver Beast Mastery.

The better the proficiency level of the beast mastery, the stronger the eight-horned deer's spirit protection ability, and the greater the value.

"Hachi, let's go, let's go home."

Chen Ping didn't bother to take the sword, and after retracting the formation equipment, he rode on the little doe and slapped its buttocks.

Although the octagonal deer has already recognized the master, but the beast control technique has just been introduced, he was very dissatisfied with being ridden by Chen Ping as soon as he came up, and snorted coldly twice, but he was unwilling but had to carry Chen Ping back with him.

Now that it has been domesticated, all that remains is to slowly liver proficiency, and this no longer needs to be left in the forest.

Go back to Xiaozhufeng and brush it slowly.

Under the gallop, every step of the eight-horned deer grows lotuses under its feet, giving birth to a circle of flowers and ripples.

The grass that has been trampled by the octagonal deer will also grow rapidly, and the flower bones that were originally budding will immediately stretch and bloom.

It's amazing.

And under the speed, although the speed is not as fast as Chen Ping's running speed under extreme speed, the deer itself is good at running, and it is not too weak.

The speed was not bad.

In the future, when you travel in the forest, you can save your spiritual power. ，

Chen Ping was in a happy mood and rode a deer westward.

On the way, he saw some wild tulips, so he picked them and put them in a spirit planting bag.

Two days later, he returned to the Qingyun Domain after a long absence, and only then did he take the eight-horned deer back into the spirit beast bag and turn it into the imperial envoy to fly with the Wind Splitting Shuttle.

Approaching the city of scattered cultivation, it fell into the city.

While entering the city, he met three unfamiliar faces, an old man; a young man with red lips and white teeth; A monk with a weak breath who looked like a subordinate of the other two.

… The old man, such a strong breath.

Elixir?

Why did Lingxiao Sect come to another Jindan monk?

Chen Ping remained vigilant.

But the three of them just glanced at Chen Ping lightly, then crossed their shoulders and headed in the direction of the outside of the city.

Divine sense's eyes, sending the three of them away, Chen Ping walked quickly towards Yunfu.

When he went to Yunfu, he learned that Yun Haitang had gone to Xiaozhu Peak, and he returned to Xiaozhu Peak non-stop.

I saw the cloud begonias that were taking care of the decoration of Xiaozhufeng.

Yun Haitang, who was busy, wore a pair of slender gauze robes, with a white shawl on his shoulders like a cloud, a high bun on his head, a flower on his forehead, and eyebrows and sideburns.

It's like a fairy picture.

Chen Pingyi was at the door, and he was fascinated for a while.

Originally, I came in a hurry to ask her who those people were, but at this moment, I couldn't bear to destroy this beautiful picture.

His daughter-in-law will always be so beautiful.

You can never get enough of it.

"Master, what are you looking at secretly?" Xiaohong appeared out of place, standing behind Chen Ping, and watched like Chen Ping.

Chen Ping was speechless, this girl was not cleaned up.

"Coming back?" Yun Haitang heard the voice, recovered from his concentration, and found Chen Ping outside the door.

She immediately greeted her.

The joy of seeing Chen Ping in the light of his eyes is like the spring light in the forest falling on the lake surface of the spring breeze, reflecting the sparkling light.

"yes, just got home." Chen Ping smiled, took her hand and entered the house: "You still do these yourself? I can't just let them do it."

"I like to take care of these ornaments by myself, so I take care of them once in a while, and it doesn't take time." Yun Haitang smiled: "How about going out and harvesting?"

The two sat down on the bed, Chen Pingcai briefly shared his experience, and finally asked:

"The way back just now

, I saw three strange monks, one of them seemed to be Jin Dan, who were those three?"

"I'm here to challenge you." Yun Haitang said with a smile.

"Challenge me?" Chen Ping paused for a moment, and it was not until Yun Haitang further elaborated on the ins and outs of the matter that he knew the origin of the incident.

To be exact, he came to challenge the Blue Sword Monk.

The three of them didn't know where they heard about the battle between Lu Xiangbei and the Qingjian Monk, and they came to the Scattered Cultivation City at the foot of Lingxiao Sect Mountain a month ago.

Among the three people, one is Jindan, one is building the foundation, and the other is practicing qi.

Among them, the Monk Zhuji released his words, and he named him to challenge the Blue Sword Monk.

Unlike Lu Xiangbei's challenging road of rules and regulations, these three people are not very disciplined, and they are extremely arrogant, and even beat people at every turn.

It is precisely for this reason that the monks in the scattered city are all respectful of these three people.

Unfortunately, Chen Ping was out, and it was naturally impossible for the Blue Sword Monk to show up to fight.

And Wei Sui is going through the Jindan Tribulation from the beginning of Jindan to the middle of Jindan, and is currently in retreat.

Unless it is a last resort, it will not be easy to get out of the customs.

Therefore, the three of them challenged for more than a month, and no one on the side of Ling Xiao Sect responded.

This further exacerbated the trio's dissatisfaction.

"In this way, they should have given up on what they asked for today, right? It's also really strange, according to their irritated nature, I thought they wouldn't give up so easily. But now that they're gone, it's a good thing anyway. It's annoying to these three people." Yun Haitang hated it to the extreme.

In her opinion, these three people do not follow the rules.

If his husband really defeated the young man Zhuji, maybe that Jin Dan will still hold a grudge.

"Hmm." Chen Ping agreed.

Anyway, it's good to go, he is not interested in fighting and killing like this, and there is no benefit, so he asked casually:

"Which sect are these monks?"

Yun Haitang shook his head: "I don't know, it is said to be from Nakajima."

After a pause, he exhaled again:

"Don't you know, these three people were high in the Scattered Cultivation City, and they also made a reason to injure three Scattered Cultivators one after another, relying on the retreat of Master Wei, and there was no one in their eyes."

"However, it is said that the Jindan monk has just entered the Jindan, and he is only on the first floor of the Jindan. I should also be afraid that Wei Sui will risk out of the customs, so I haven't gone too far."

Chen Ping nodded and didn't say anything.

These disciples from big sects often boast of being extraordinary, consider themselves superior, and look down on the monks of small sects in their bones.

In the eyes of these people, what are these small sects?

Not to mention those Qi Scattered Cultivators?

This is pride and prejudice in the bones.

It has always been this way from ancient times to the present day, and it has never changed.

The reason why the Blue Sword Monk didn't make a move and they would be provoked was precisely because of this—in their opinion, he was willing to come and fight with the Green Sword Monk, which was to save face for a small town cultivator like the Blue Sword Monk.

You should be grateful.

And now they dare to avoid it?

He didn't even agree, how dare you?

"Leave them alone, just leave." Yun Haitang had a happy look on his face to see Chen Ping: "It's good that you're back, now the outside is also disturbed by the Flying Star Gate. Yun Lingshan was guarding the mine, and I asked her to bring a messenger."

The communication talisman is a third-order talisman, and Chen Ping can't draw it yet.

But this kind of talisman is not very useful.

First of all, the scope of the arraignment is very limited. For example, Yu Lingchun is in Tianyan Sect, and if he wants to summon him, Lingxiao Sect is definitely not something that can be done by a summoning talisman.

It's too far away to be able to.

Secondly, the two messengers are a pair, and they can be transmitted point-to-point.

And often only a few words can be heard.

However, it is still very practical for communication in the same Qingyun domain.

"Don't go out, don't go anywhere. I'm here to practice with my wife."

Chen Ping smiled, got up and sat down next to her, wrapped his arms around her thin waist, and slipped one hand into his robe.

"I hate it, Xiaohong, they're still outside."

"Hehe, isn't there a mute note?"

"Don't, huh...... Wait a minute, hum ......" She was about to say something, but the words slowly became staccato and then silent.

……

"What's wrong?" Chen Ping, who was in the air, felt the delicate body in his arms and shook slightly.

Yun Haitang's eyes were originally pure spring light, infinitely soft, if the flowers were watered. At this moment, he raised his head slightly, turned sideways and picked up the robe and flipped it down.

Suddenly sat up:

"Lingshan's summons is back."

The spring glow in her eyes dimmed halfway, replaced by worry.

Chen Ping was also in his heart:

"Did you say anything?"

"Say you're in trouble." Yun Haitang was about to get up, ignoring the spring light: "I'll go and see, I don't know what happened."

Chen Ping held down Yun Haitang and said:

"Rest, I'll take a look."

「……」

(End of chapter)