After the assembly, Chen Ping walked out of the council hall and glanced at the ancient pagoda in the center from a distance.

In the formation, you can see the whole view of the ancient tower.

The text on the ancient pagoda is also clearly visible, and there is no obscuration or anything like that.

"Don't look at it, I've already inquired, those words only contributed some value to the activation of the Dungeon Ancient Tower, and they didn't have any effect on the Imprisonment Technique, and the same is true for several other villages." Seeing that Chen Ping was looking seriously, Xiyue leaned over and whispered.

Chen Ping turned his head and bowed his head:

"Let's go, go back."

Out of the formation, Chen Ping did not go back to the cave mansion directly, but went to the only shop in the village alone.

In the battle more than twenty days ago, Chen Ping brought back two third-order demon beasts, and he believed that others would also bring back some more.

He didn't need meat, but the other monks did.

The other monks don't need skins, but he does.

In the Western Wilderness, it was not easy to buy a skin of a third-order demon beast.

After making his intentions clear, the shopkeeper said respectfully:

"There is no one in the store to sell demon beast skins on consignment now, how much does Senior Chen want to buy? The juniors can release the news and buy on behalf of the seniors. ”

Chen Ping agreed:

"As long as it's the skin of a third-order demon beast, I'll buy it. However, he only buys the skins of third-order demon beasts. ”

"I don't have a spirit stone, but I have the flesh of two complete third-order demon beasts, which can be exchanged for this."

There aren't many talismans here, and the cortex doesn't need that much at all.

Because of this, the meat here is worth more than the skin.

"Senior Chen, rest assured, third-order demon beast meat is very popular in the village, as long as the juniors release the news, there will naturally be monks willing to exchange it." The shopkeeper immediately said that this store is doing the work of a middleman.

The next thing is to talk about the price.

After calculation, Chen Ping's two third-order demon beasts were not small, and one third-order demon beast meat could be exchanged for seven to ten complete third-order demon beast skins.

Of course, there is a fee for the store.

It's not very expensive, only about 5%.

After all, the village is not big, and if it is really expensive, those monks are willing to sell it from door to door. There are only dozens of Zhuji and Jindan monks here.

Chen Ping is a 'poor man' and has no spirit stones, so the handling fee is still deducted with demon beast meat.

After negotiating, Chen Ping immediately went back to the cave to get the demon beast meat.

Originally, it was planned to wait for a period of time to sell the demon beast meat, but at that time, the demon beast meat in everyone's hands was almost consumed, and the third-order demon beast meat would be more expensive, but at that time, the skin of the demon beast was probably also consumed.

Too lazy to toss, just exchange it directly.

"Senior, are you going to finish these monster meats?" The shopkeeper asked Chen Ping while recording the weight of the monster meat in the booklet.

"Well, until you finish redeeming, please keep the leather well, and I'll come back to pick up the skin in a few years."

“.”

After returning to the cave, Chen Ping continued to cultivate slowly. He had so much to work on.

The exercises are like this.

Spells are like this.

The same is true for confinement.

The same is true of sword intent comprehension.

Xiyue spent all her mind exploring those underground palace runes, and occasionally went out with the team to explore some other sect ruins.

In her opinion, she is a master, and she promised to take Chen Ping back, and she should do her best.

I don't know how many years have passed in the cave, and half a year later, Chen Ping, who was sitting on the jade bed, pressed down with both hands and exhaled.

[Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Tianzhang (proficient): 1/100. 】

It's been four and a half years.

The Jindan Gong method has finally advanced to the next level.

And that's just the simplest layer.

It is really not easy to practice the Jindan exercises.

Over the years, Chen Ping has not relaxed his cultivation and the improvement of his cultivation. He knew that the Canglan Grassland was extremely dangerous, and every little progress in cultivation meant an extra chance to live.

Moreover, the practice of confinement also needs to be supported by the cultivation realm.

The higher the cultivation, the better.

Continue to cultivate.

Another half a year later.

In front of the dark avenue of sword intent, Chen Ping took a small step with difficulty, and suddenly felt a majestic sword intent swept over, as if it was about to tear him apart.

No wind rises spontaneously, and his robes flutter in the wind.

His own sword intent suddenly erupted, resisting the resistance of the sword intent in the sword intent avenue.

After the wind suddenly rose, slowly, the sword intent in the Sword Intent Avenue became gentler, although it was still surging and mighty, but it was no longer repulsive.

Chen Ping let out a long sigh of relief.

Finally one step further. ’

'The second small step. ’

He saw that the floating text phantom appeared again in the Sword Intent Avenue, and knew that a new content of the spell had appeared, so he quickly calmed down and memorized all the words.

Then he continued to comprehend the sword intent.

It wasn't until his spiritual power was nearly exhausted and he was thrown out that Chen Ping, who was sitting on the jade bed, gasped for breath for a while.

Every time I comprehend the sword intent, it is not an easy life.

He practiced the exercises for a while and regained some spiritual power before wiping the sweat from his forehead, got up and sat down at the desk, and recorded the words he had just seen in the Great Dao of Sword Intent.

After reading through the text after putting it together with the previous time, Chen Ping shook his head with some regret.

Still not quite.

Together, it's still just part of the spell.

But.

It can be seen that as much as the previous speculation, as long as you take a small step forward in the Sword Intent Dao, you can see more spell content.

In that case, there will come a time when you will be able to see the spell in its entirety.

This spell is not in a hurry, there is time.

Chen Ping got up and looked back, only to find that the spirit stone ore on the jade bed had all been dimmed, and the spiritual energy was gone.

In the past few years, the original spirit stone ore that was stolen from under the nose of Bai Yujiao has been used very little.

Originally, it was only planned to use it until the start of the war, but now the war has passed for more than a year.

'Looks like we'll have to steal some more spirit stone ore. ’

Chen Ping thought about it and decided to go to the evil spirit mine guarded by Bai Yujiao to steal.

The small raw ore is not so deep, which is not conducive to playing to one's advantage.

The other large raw mines are too far away, and the one that is relatively close is just that.

Although the Evil Spirit Mine had been stolen once, the 110-mile-deep place had been basically hollowed out.

But it can be a little higher, after all, the White Feather Jiao is only seventy or eighty miles deep.

But not now, now the spiritual power is lacking.

I'll go back tomorrow.

Chen Ping immediately meditated and practiced the exercises.

The next day, Chen Ping emptied his storage bag to make sure that Xiyue did not go out in the ashram, leaving all his belongings in the ashram, and then changed his appearance at will.

After reciting the mantra of earth retreat, he disappeared into the silent room again.

Because of the previous experience, this time there was no need to explore the route, and after a few hours, I arrived at the underground of the Evil Spirit Mine.

After inspecting the situation as usual, he dived to a depth of around 100 miles, found a narrow cavern, recovered his true form and began to dig for the spirit ore.

Without exception, Bai Yu Jiao reappeared about eighty miles away, and after seeing that someone was stealing the mine again, Bai Yu Jiao was extremely angry.

Anger beyond imagination. And incomprehensible.

Obviously, he has already solved the guy named Xuanyi Pan.

Why another one?

Obviously, it has been rare for so many years to have this kind of monk with very powerful earth escape technology, why have there been two in the past few years?

Or are these two people clearly the same person?

Am I being taken advantage of?

Was it used as a tool to kill Xuanyipan?

"Ang~Ang~"

Thinking of this, Bai Yujiao was unusually irritable.

He was a third-order late-stage boss, but he was actually deceived by a monk in the early stage of Jindan.

How can this be endured?

I cheated and cheated, and I came to mine again.

It was also specially dug up.

After Chen Ping confirmed that Bai Yujiao's cultivation had not improved, he began to mine with peace of mind again.

“Duang，Duang，Duang！”

Two hours later, Chen Ping looked up, and Bai Yujiao was lying in an abandoned underground cave, no longer roaring with Chen Ping's mining, but drooping his head, his eyes lowered, and he looked at Chen Ping's every move with a pitiful look.

Chen Ping was speechless.

Such a large raw mine, with a depth of hundreds of miles, do you need so much?

What's wrong with my dignified Jindan monk digging up a few bags of spirit stone raw ore for you?

“Duang，Duang，Duang！”

More than three hours later, Chen Ping finished mining, glanced at the heartbroken Bai Yujiao, turned around and left.

This time it should last another three or four years. ’

I can't come again in the future, and this time Bai Yujiao thought that Xuanyi Pan, who stole the mine, was dead, so he completely relaxed his vigilance. After this time, maybe Bai Yujiao will do everything possible to find some means to cause damage to a place 100 miles deep. ’

Chen Ping wasn't sure if there was such a means, but the world was so big that there were no surprises, so it was better to be cautious.

I hope that in three or four years, I will be able to get out of the grassland. ’

If it can't, the spirit mine will have to find another way. ’

Back in the quiet room, after Chen Ping tidied up, he got a storage bag of spirit stones and gave them to Xiyue.

"It's been a few years and you haven't made up a reason?" Xiyue looked at the poured out spirit stone, and seeing that Chen Ping didn't give any explanation or explanation, she couldn't help but tease.

She was naturally referring to the issue of the source of the raw ore of the spirit stone.

Chen Ping didn't answer her directly, and when he saw the manuscript of the confinement technique beside her, he asked:

"How's the Confinement Sorcerer's cultivation going?"

"It's a beginner, but it's not easy to comprehend, the difference between those runes and formation patterns is still quite big, so I can only take my time and ponder slowly. It's a pity that your cultivation is a little lower, and it may be difficult to understand the confinement technique, otherwise you can try to practice a thing or two as a Fu Gong Master. Xiyue said.

Chen Ping picked up her manuscript and looked at it, which was densely filled with notes on some of her experiences.

I have to say that this cheap master is still quite talented.

They have all reached the 14th rune.

That's right, to be able to become a Yuanying Monk is not a nobody, but a genius among geniuses.

There are so many monks in the entire Western Wilderness, and there are only two yuan babies.

Ay.

I really envy these geniuses.

It only took a little over a year to practice 14 runes.

I'm different.

After a year of hard work, the confinement technique reached the second half of the 'proficient' stage.

The rune has only reached the 21st.

Ay.

Is.

"Yours, nameless wine?" Xiyue didn't know Chen Ping's inner activities, so she hesitated and asked.

Chen Ping took out a pot of land and gave it to her, and said:

"Save some drinks. Every time you are given a pot of wine, it will be drunk by you in less than three days. There are really few pots left, and I can't brew them here. ”

When she first came, there were only ten pots, and after entering the Canglan grassland, she was directly given three pots at the beginning, and then she was given a pot every six months.

Now there really isn't much left.

This master is really.

How old a person is, it's not worrying at all.

I always want to be reminded by me, who is an apprentice.

It really is.

Be both an apprentice and a father.

"Know" Xi Yue glanced at her, and then toned tons.

……

In the following days, Chen Ping continued his regular and orderly spiritual life.

Three years have passed in a flash.

For the past three years, he spent most of his time in the ashram, occasionally (at most once a year) going outside the village to pretend to be a small circle, and sometimes taking a walk in the village and chatting with Feng Li.

I was really bored, so I went to Xiyue's meditation room to supervise the master's practice.

In the past few years, good progress has been made in various spells and exercises.

During this period, the Guardian of the Ancient Tower also gathered all the golden pills to discuss the current interpretation of the confinement technique, and in the first two years after the end of the war, the three core members made very good progress in the interpretation of the confinement technique.

Unfortunately, in the last year or two, progress has slowed significantly.

The comprehension of the Imprisonment Technique has become more difficult.

Many of the monks began to get a little agitated.

Chen Ping's progress is good, but given his special situation, he has not shared all his insights. Xiyue's situation is also special, she doesn't want to reveal her identity as a Yuan Baby, so she also doesn't share all her understandings.

this day.

In his spare time from practicing, Chen Ping went to the shop and needed to get back all the skins of the third-order demon beasts that the hall master had exchanged for him.

When I arrived at the shop, I heard a group of foundation monks discussing in a low voice:

"Why haven't you seen a few seniors of Sui come out recently? I don't know how those runes are interpreted. One person sighed.

"I heard that it was smooth at the beginning, but the more I went to the back, the more difficult it became, and I am afraid that it will not go well."

"Do you need to ask? At the beginning, the three seniors of Sui were so high-spirited, we can often see them talking and laughing in the village. Now, at least a whole year, I haven't seen them out of the formation. Isn't that obvious? ”

"Hey, what else are you talking about a quick fix. I'm afraid this time will still be a hundred years old. ”

"A hundred years, those Jindan predecessors can wait, hey, I will already be a handful of loess by then."

"Don't think about it, even if you decipher those runes after a hundred years, you may not be able to find a way out of the Canglan Grassland, and I will die here."

"Just give up?"

"So what else can I do? Jin Dan can't do anything, what else can I do when I wait to build a foundation? ”

“.”

When Chen Ping walked into the store, the discussion of the foundation builders stopped abruptly, and they immediately got up to salute.

"Senior Chen." *N。

Several of them may have known that their comments about Jin Dan were heard by Chen Ping, and they were a little embarrassed in front of Chen Ping.

Chen Ping just nodded and didn't say anything.

He could understand the helplessness of having his fate in the hands of someone else.

In fact, it's not just these foundations, when they knew that the guardians of the ancient tower were not going well, some Jin Dan also fell into confusion, and even gave up on themselves, or completely lay down.

A lot of times, we go on a stage that we didn't choose, and we don't put on a script that we chose.

In this life, there is a high probability that no more than 5% of the things that can be decided by oneself.

95% of things are something you can't decide.

No one is exempt.

We can't decide our birth, we can't decide our IQ, we can't decide too many things.

Chen Ping is also very glad that he has the ability to grasp his fate in the palm of his hand.

To be honest, after the end of the war, he didn't think about relying on others to find a way, that might be possible, but maybe a hundred, two hundred, three hundred years.

He couldn't wait.

Even if Xiyue told him that it was impossible for a monk with a low cultivation level to break the prison, and at most he could only do it, he was also unmoved and resolutely embarked on the road to overcome this difficulty by himself.

There is still no way to break the shackles. But even so, Chen Ping never thought of giving up, nor did he think of completely leaving his fate in the hands of the guardians of the ancient tower.

To some extent, this has little to do with the panel anymore, and more of a change in mentality.

When he was in Lianyun City, he basically pinned his fate out of Lianyun City on several major families, and in the end, he did follow Ning Mansion out of Lianyun City.

Now, he doesn't want to sit still.

Now that life has really encountered this kind of helpless script.

There are only two choices in front of you, one is to abandon the acting, and the other is to play the established script well.

Chen Ping chose the latter.

This is true even without a panel, even if the chances of the outcome are slim.

"Is Senior Chen here to pick up animal skins?" When the shopkeeper saw Chen Ping coming in, his eyes were quick and he hurriedly greeted him.

Chen Ping said indifferently:

"Yes, the shopkeeper is tired to take it, it's all complete, right?"

"It's ready, the last piece of skin was just sent by a Taoist friend who had taken credit before, and I originally wanted to send it to Senior Chen, but I never thought that Senior Chen would come in person. Senior Chen later. The shopkeeper trotted to the backstage of the shop, and soon reappeared.

A total of 26 skins of third-order demon beasts were exchanged.

The reason why so many were exchanged is because 19 of them were goods obtained during the Great War.

At that time, everyone was red-eyed, and there were very few demon beasts with full corpses.

In other words, all 19 of them are incomplete.

On the contrary, when the monks went out to hunt beasts, the demon beast skins they obtained were relatively intact, and it can be seen that they deliberately did not use spells that were too violent.

With these skins, not to mention making money, the talisman skins for personal use in the entire Jindan period are completely sufficient. ’

After Chen Ping got the talisman skin, he didn't stay long, and went straight back to his cave.

Eight years after the marriage, the current realm is already 'beginner': 99/100. ’

At most a few months, you can enter the second floor of Jindan.

(End of chapter)