After Wei Sui left, Chen Ping returned to the quiet room.

He took out a pot of nameless wine that he had brewed, took a sip, and began to practice the Ice Body Divine Codex.

Since I got this spell, I haven't been cultivating it very consistently, and I have practiced it occasionally.

So after so many years, I'm just getting into the 'skilled, level.'

However, this spell is in the service of Yudan, and it is still early.

He's not in a hurry.

Just practice slowly.

A few days later.

When Chen Ping was cultivating in Xiaozhu Peak, he received a summons from the inner disciple and knew that the exchange meeting between the two sects mentioned by Wei Sui was about to begin.

Under the service of Yun Haitang, he put on the long-lost Lingxiao Sect Peak main robe.

Xuanqing is a golden cloud and crane pattern woven gold brocade robe.

"You look really good in a standard robe, you were born to be the master of the peak, your demeanor is domineering, and you look more majestic than usual." Yun Haitang smoothed Chen Ping's folds, and his eyes were full of luster.

Such meetings are not a groundwork for participation.

Instead, the peak master and some core hall masters and elders participated.

Generally speaking, the major families in Sanxiu City are relatively independent.

"Isn't it nice on weekdays?" Chen Ping said with a smile.

"It's all good-looking." Yun Haitang smiled lightly, and after taking care of Chen Ping's robe, he looked at it again, and felt that his husband was indeed handsome:

"I heard that there is a theme today about the marriage of two sects, and I don't know if there are any beautiful fairies. How... What's up? See... What do you see me doing? It's just pure curiosity."

"Did you taste it?" Chen Ping quipped.

"What do I eat?" If you want a good-looking nun to marry you, you can bring it back, Yu Lingchun didn't say anything, what should I eat?" Yun Haitang's face showed a hint of blush that had been exposed.

Hehe.

I smell sour every few meters.

Chen Ping smiled:

"What kind of female cultivator do I want, I don't even have enough time to cultivate. It's enough to have you and Yu Lingchun."

Yun Haitang was sweet in his heart, but he didn't express it, just urged:

"Alright, let's go. The bells rang for a while."

Chen Ping came out of Xiaozhu Peak, and the imperial sword quickly arrived at the main peak hall.

When I arrived, there were already many people in the main hall, but the discussion had not yet begun, and the monks inside were chatting with each other, which was quite lively.

When I arrived, I found that in addition to the peak master and hall master, there were also some male and female monks in various cultivation realms from low to high, and they were basically single monks without Taoist companions.

Lingxiao Sect alone, there were more than twenty of them.

Except for those who had already gone out or were on a mission, more than half of the foundation monks came.

Chen Ping noticed that Lord Gong Feng, who invited him to go to the Savage Forest to look for opportunities, did not appear.

It's been so many years, and I haven't come back yet.

Lord Sima Feng was not there.

Chen Ping sat down in his place, his seat was at the end of the peak master's row, one side was adjacent to the seal, and the other side was connected to the other hall masters.

The location is not too conspicuous.

After Chen Ping sat down, he turned sideways and asked Feng Yu:

"Lord Sima Feng is still recruiting disciples outside?"

Feng Yu shook his head and said softly, "This time is not to recruit disciples, Master Sima Feng has been hovering on the edge of the Great Perception for several years, and he went out last year, going out to travel in order to successfully realize the Great Perception."

I see.

Let's just say that he didn't show up at such an important banquet.

In terms of actual status, Sima Feng is basically the position of the deputy head. When Wei Sui went out or went into retreat, he was basically the master of Sima Feng who was in charge of the Lingxiao Sect.

Chen Ping paused and said:

"How many monks are there from this sect on the other side?"

Feng Yu lowered his voice: "Except for the head of the sect, there are more than ten monks, all of whom are building foundations and cultivating."

"How well, suddenly Lord

Did you marry Ling Xiao Sect?" Chen Ping asked in a low voice.

After experiencing the demonic catastrophe of the year, although the territory of the Ling Xiao Sect has become wider, the loss of talent is serious, and its strength is not as good as before.

Jindan Zhenren is the only one left, Wei Sui.

On the Xiaoyao Sect's side, there are still two Jindan real people. The strength is even better.

Feng Yu shook off the green silk and snorted:

"Who knows."

"No matter what they think, those goblins can't imagine the monk's people."

Chen Ping: ...... "They really don't deserve to be a fellow Daoist."

This melancholy look.

This embarrassing stubble.

"Huh? Feng Daoyou's face, why is there still an unhealed wound? Got into a fight?" Chen Ping found out that this guy still had a wound on his face.

Not only on his face, but also on his arm, and his left arm is not very comfortable.

"Hehe, yes." Feng Yu smiled.

As a result, Li Feiyu on the other side interjected:

"Senior Brother Feng, don't lie to people. You were obviously injured by a demon beast, didn't you domesticate a second-order demon beast outdoors recently? Every day he comes back with wounds."

Li Feiyu's voice was relatively loud, and as soon as the words fell, many people around him stopped communicating and looked over one after another.

The air was a few degrees quieter.

Ay.

Why bother?

obviously wants to save face, and knows that there is a banquet recently, so he has to succeed in taming the beast.

That's it.

I didn't let Li Feiyu see it.

Before a few people could talk much, Wei Sui and the head of Xiaoyao Sect walked out from *** talking and laughing.

"Fellow Daoists, all sit down, haha, a rare day of joy, you don't have to be restrained." Wei Sui pressed his hand to signal that everyone did not have to get up and salute.

This is followed by the normal flow of communication between the two parties.

First, the speeches of the heads of the two parties.

This was followed by the introduction of themselves by the respective monks. Then it comes to the vocal performance.

After a period of excitement, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect said heartily:

"My sect is called Xiaoyao Sect, and your sect is called Lingxiao Sect, both of which have a homophone of 'Xiao', and the distance between them is less than 10,000 miles, so they should communicate more."

"Haha, that's true." Wei Sui was in a good mood.

After a pause, he pressed his hand again:

"You don't have to be shy, communicate more. The old man and the head of Ji have both said that if you can look at each other and become a Taoist couple, you can stay with each other or go to the Xiaoyao Sect, and you can choose freely."

As soon as these words came out, there was a small commotion below.

Especially the monks who were not very satisfied with their current status in the sect, their hearts began to stir.

"Senior Brother Li, don't look at it in a daze, you can't see it, you have to go forward. That's right, seeing that you are idle every day, find a Taoist couple to support each other and cultivate together. But people don't necessarily like you." Feng Yu finally seized the opportunity of Li Feiyu's embarrassment, and there was a burst of cynicism.

"Cut, women will only affect my state of mind for cultivation." Li Feiyu spoke righteously, and he didn't look down on the affairs of men and women at all.

"The Western Regions?" Chen Ping smiled.

This guy participated in several rounds of bidding in Tianyan City back then.

"Huh? What?" Li Feiyu's face turned red, pretending not to understand what Chen Ping was saying.

Seeing Feng Yu's eyes brightening, Li Feiyu hurriedly explained:

"It's nothing, Lord Chen Feng is saying that the female cultivator may be from the Western Regions."

Secretly pointed to a nun opposite.

Feng Yu looked at Li Feiyu like a fool...... Am I stupid? Does that person look like he's from the Western Regions?

「……」

There was a period of communication, and then there was a round of mutual competition between men and women.

The aim is to increase communication between the respective monks.

During this period, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect said:

"Master Wei, I heard of your sect

In the past few years, the Qingjian Monk had defeated the Sword Repair Road twice and went north. This granddaughter of mine is also a good swordsman, and after hearing about this, I have to come, I wonder if I am lucky enough to let my granddaughter discuss a trick or two with this green sword monk today?"

After that, a little girl who had been sitting quietly and obediently beside the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, paying more attention to the plate of spirit fruit snacks in front of her, got up and bowed to everyone in a decent manner.

A spirit fruit that was secretly grasped in his hand accidentally fell and was very hidden.

But Chen Ping's angle is just right to see clearly.

The little girl caught a glimpse of Chen Ping's gaze, blinked her big eyes, sat back upright, and pretended that nothing had happened.

Seeing her, Chen Ping inadvertently remembered another foodie, Zhang Xianqiu.

I haven't seen her for so many years, and I don't know if her father and son are okay.

This is the case in the world of cultivating immortals.

Especially for low-level monks, many times a parting is likely to be a lifetime.

Not only Zhang Zheng's father and daughter, but also He Xianxiang, who met in Lianyun City, was not the same.

Most of the guests and family members who had worked together in Ningfu also had a lifetime apart.

The vicissitudes of life, the changes of everything, nothing is static.

Hearing this, Wei Sui sloppily said:

"I'm really sorry, it's not the old man's intention. It's just that the Qingjian monk is unusually low-key, and he doesn't like such a lively occasion. The old man is inconvenient to force it, so I ask for forgiveness."

He did not say who the Blue Sword Monk was, nor did he publicly claim that he did not know who the Blue Sword Monk was.

Blurring.

"That's right. That's a pity." The head of the Xiaoyao Sect said regretfully.

Everyone seemed to have heard of the Qingjian Monk's closed-door attribute, so although there were regrets at the moment, it did not affect Yaxing because of this.

Then the music, then the dance.

After a half-resounding exchange, the banquet ended.

Among them, two pairs of Taoist friends announced that they had become Taoist couples, which was equivalent to the two sects each exchanging a female cultivator, and they did not lose each other.

Then they dispersed.

Back at Xiaozhu Peak, Yun Haitang came out of the quiet room and inadvertently looked behind Chen Ping.

Chen Ping smiled:

"What? Someone behind me?"

"Huh? No, no." The corners of Yun Haitang's mouth rose, and he pursed his lips and smiled:

"I won't stop you. Those who build foundations, except for those who are single, there are many Taoist couples. Besides, Yu Lingchun can't come back for decades, and I don't often treat Xiaozhufeng, so it's normal for you to accept a Taoist couple. I'm just curious."

"I think you're very energetic, begging for a beating." Chen Ping picked her up and walked to the inner mansion.

"It's daytime."

「……」

Following.

"Now that you have built the eighth layer of the foundation, I will teach you to cultivate the Jade Beaver Refining Mystic Scripture. I don't know if I can make it, but I have to give it a try." Chen Pingdao.

The Jade Beaver Refining Mystic Dictionary can usually only be introduced on the Refining God Island, and only a small number of geniuses can realize themselves, and they are not limited by any external factors.

Chen Ping's understanding of the Jade Beaver Refining Mystic Classics is beyond ordinary people, and the dry goods are not comparable to others.

But this still does not mean that Yun Haitang can learn it.

Everyone is different.

The epiphany is different, the physique is different, the mood is different, and the best fit for the flow of spiritual power is also different...

Even if there are enough dry goods, it does not necessarily mean that you will be able to copy and paste.

Yun Haitang naturally knows this.

"Well, I'll try. If it really doesn't work, it doesn't hurt for me to change to other races' alchemy." Yun Haitang nodded.

In that case, it means that the magic will is always there.

You need to continue to take the Awakening Pill.

It wasn't even until after Jindan that we could think of other ways to eliminate it.

Chen Ping first taught Yun Haitang all the methods of the secret book in one go, and then shared some introductory experiences with her one by one.

"Remember?"

"Remembered."

"That's good, this matter is not a one-time thing, it took me a long time to get started in the Refining God Island. You memorize these essentials first, and then you practice them slowly, and you just have to take your time. If you don't understand something, ask me." Chen Ping explained.

"Hmm." Yun Haitang cherished the road.

Day after day.

Yun Haitang is busy with family affairs and self-cultivation.

Chen Ping was immersed in self-cultivation.

More than a year has passed.

this day.

After Chen Ping practiced the Dharma in the back mountain for a while, he returned to the mansion and told Xiaohong and the three of them to close the door to thank the guests, and then entered the cave to retreat.

In the more than six years since he came back from the demon capital, he has mainly practiced various spells, in order to keep his strength up to the realm.

It will not be empty.

But even so, the cultivation of the exercises has not completely fallen behind.

The three turns of Qingyuan Gong have reached the 'Dacheng, level.

Therefore, six years have passed, and at this moment the realm has also reached the 'foundation (eighth layer): 98/100. ，

In the next period of time, it may soon be able to break through to the ninth layer of the foundation.

Chen Ping activated the defensive formation and closed the stone gate.

Focus on the practice of the Three Turns of Qingyuan Gong.

Consciously, I feel like a top angler.

It was clear to him where there were fish in the deep lake and what fish there were.

Not only that, but how to put bait, how much to put it appropriately, and when is the best time to put bait.

All this had a clear name in his heart.

What's more, after the hook is dropped, the bait has an irresistible attraction for the fish, and it consciously takes the bait.

In cultivation, the hook and bait are the spiritual power that he operates according to the exercises.

Fish, on the other hand, is a deficiency that needs to be further expanded and optimized.

The process is precise, but it takes a long time.

More than 20 days later.

The fish in the lake were gone, and all the fish were caught.

In his body, with the completion of the last trace of transformation, the flow of spiritual power became unimpeded.

The extremely fast flow of spiritual power swept away in an instant.

At the same time, Chen Ping suddenly opened his eyes, pressed down with both hands, completed the last Zhou Tian action, and exhaled.

The panel data came to his face.

[Name: Chen Ping.] 】

[Lifespan: 58/358.] 】

[Realm: Foundation Building (Nine Floors): 1/100. 】

【……】

Seeing the data, Chen Ping was overjoyed.

Finally, the foundation of the ninth floor has been built.

It has been 46 years since he came to this world of cultivating immortals.

It's not easy.

As a casual cultivator who has no heels, he has walked from practicing qi layer by step to today's realm, and has walked for a full 46 years.

He is now 58 years old.

This is also in the world of cultivating immortals, this has to be changed in the world before wearing, and he is already a bad old man who is about to retire and half of his body is buried in the loess.

But now he is a 358-year-old person, even if he deducts his age, he still has 300 years to live.

Only one-sixth of his life survived.

Probably at the level of middle and high school.

When I think about it, I'm really young.

After running away for half his life, he is still a teenager when he returns.

(End of chapter)