387 Spooky Island
"Bang~"
In a hidden cave in the middle of the dense forest, after a huge wave of air subsided, a handsome young monk slowly laid his hands flat and exhaled slowly.
"Jindan is on the third floor."
The young monk smiled slightly, his gaze unusual.
This person is Chen Ping.
At this time, more than a year had passed since he left Tianyan City.
This place is one of the domains of Tianwu Continent, a domain in the extreme east of the Ethereal Continent.
This is not Senluo Continent, and it is not the place where Chen Ping wants to find the answer to the ghost cultivator's secret family.
I came here to get the beast control method.
There is one of the most well-known Imperial Beast Sects in the Ethereal Continent - the Mountain and Sea Spirit Source Sect.
There is a sect of the imperial beast, there is one in the Western Wilderness, called Fengqi Sect. The Middle Continent next door to the West Continent also has a Royal Beast Sect.
But on the one hand, these two sects are relatively small and have relatively little information. On the other hand, if Chen Ping wanted to go to Senluo Continent, he would have to go through the jurisdiction of the Mountain and Sea Spirit Source Sect, so he simply came to this sect to try his luck and see if he could find the best imperial beast book once and for all.
Because the realm was close to breaking through, he found a wild place with excellent aura in the forest and dug a temporary cave.
Successfully broke through to the third layer of Jindan.
[Realm: Jindan (three layers): 1/100. γ
[Lifespan: 104/512.] γ
[Exercise: Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Tianzhang (proficient): 87/100. Hundred Poison True Demon Skill (Beginner): 99/100. γ
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Before I knew it, I was over 100 years old. β
However, Shou Yuan added more than ten years and successfully broke through the 500-year-old mark.
Half a thousand longevity.
If it weren't for the potential time bomb like the Great War of Humans and Demons, Chen Ping wouldn't want to go anywhere, he wouldn't want to see the weirdness outside, he just wanted to stay in the small Lingxiao Sect, occasionally go to Tianyan Sect, and live an ordinary life with a few daughters-in-law, masters, and apprentices.
Until the god turns into a mountain again.
Unfortunately, it backfired.
If possible, he hopes to reach the middle stage of Jindan before the big war, cultivate his natal magic weapon, and improve his self-protection ability.
Of course, he also knew that the more he went to the later stages of cultivation, the more difficult it became.
It took only 8 years from the first floor of Jindan to the second floor of Jindan, and it took more than 13 years from the second floor to the third floor of Jindan.
Of course, after returning to Lingxiao Sect from the Canglan Grassland, he spent more time on trivial matters. This is the reason why cultivation is slowing down, but it is not the main reason. The main reason is that it has become difficult to cultivate and improve.
Fortunately, the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan Tianzhang is almost at the 'expert' level, hoping to offset the difficulty of promotion after some of the realm rises.
I also hope that the war between humans and demons can be slowed down.
Chen Ping finally set his eyes on the column of 'Hundred Poisons True Demon Skills', and after more than a year, the progress bar has reached 'Entry: 99/100'.
'In that case, let's first cultivate this auxiliary exercise to the proficiency level before going out.'
He took out a pill of 'Xuanyuan Dan' and swallowed it in one gulp.
This elixir is a kind of elixir that specializes in assisting Jin Dan refining the body, and it is the elixir he bought when he passed by a sect that mainly focuses on alchemy.
Pills are not cheap.
In the outside world, it is usually a bottle of 10 high-grade spirit stones. It is equivalent to swallowing a pill of Xuanyuan Pill, which is to swallow a high-grade spirit stone.
Because this sect is rich in pills, the price is relatively low. In the case of a large single purchase, Chen Ping bought 100 bottles at a unit price of less than 9 high-grade spirit stones, and spent 870 high-grade spirit stones.
At this moment, after a pill of Xuanyuan Pill was put into his abdomen, Chen Ping immediately practiced the Hundred Poisons True Demon Skill.
Pale blue flames rose all over his body.
After a few days, I was able to enter the 'proficient' level.
He thought about it, took out a demonic cultivation robe with demonic qi in the storage bag, took the initiative to guide the demonic qi to erode himself, and seriously experienced the perception in it.
It works. β
Chen Ping couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.
In the past, when the demonic qi eroded himself, the flame of demonic intent that he had always retained due to the cultivation of the Jade Beaver Refining Mystic Book would have a clear perception.
In other words, if you don't resist it, this demonic energy will erode itself, and in severe cases, it will even damage the foundation.
But now, I'm immune to demonic energy!
That's great.
Chen Ping knew that after practicing to 'mastery', it was not only the demonic qi that he was immune to, but a hundred poisons. But the other poisons Chen Ping couldn't try, and he didn't dare to try it easily, after all, he didn't reach the Great Perfection.
'The demonic aura of this robe is not strong enough, so when the time comes, we will find a way to try a more intense demonic aura environment to see what level of immunity has reached." β
Chen Ping took a breath.
Getting up and walking out of the cave, he found that the outside was overgrown with wild grass, almost blocking the entrance to the cave, and occasionally the water beach reflected his own sloppy face.
With a wave of his hand, he spelled his beard away. Retracting the formation and other equipment, he disappeared into the forest with a stream of light.
The next stop, the immortal city under the jurisdiction of the Mountain and Sea Spirit Source Sect.
Even though he had reached the third floor of Jindan, he still flew carefully.
Along the way, he saw more dangers than he had imagined.
Originally, when he told Yun Lingshan, he said that he would return in a year or even a few months, but later he found that he had far underestimated the distance and the danger of the journey.
Because the news of the war between humans and demons has already spread, the level of chaos in various places has greatly increased.
Chen Ping has encountered a lot of fights along the way.
This has also greatly reduced his speed.
While rushing through the forest, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in the middle of the flight.
Horrified, he suddenly rose into the air, and at the same time slapped himself with a defensive shield.
It was only for a moment that he felt the sharp aura that was tearing through the space.
Fortunately, the liftoff was timely.
But in the next second, his heart tightened.
Instead of an endless forest, there is an island below.
Is this being teleported?
Ancient Teleportation Array?
Chen Ping called him unlucky.
In fact, he was cautious enough on his journey, and he had always used his divine sense to survey the road ahead, and then move forward cautiously.
Moreover, he is a formation mage himself, and the current several third-order formations are still practicing well. Once you encounter a formation, you usually have a certain perception.
But he still strayed into the Ancient Teleportation Array?
If this was the case, then the level of this Ancient Teleportation Array would definitely be higher than the Third Order.
The problem is that the jurisdiction of the Mountain and Sea Spirit Source Sect is not a borderless land like the wild forest in the west of the Western Wilderness. If there were an Ancient Teleportation Array in such a place, it was unlikely that it would not be unknown.
Since this is the case, it will most likely be marked by the Mountain and Sea Spirit Source Sect in a striking way.
But he thought he was in a hurry.
No signs were seen.
β¦ Either way, let's find out what we're doing.
Chen Ping put away his thoughts and fell quickly.
Only then did I realize that this island is not big, and it is not a barren place.
There is also a small town on the island.
There was no formation in the sky above the town to perceive the mountain protection formation.
Chen Ping flew into the town.
I found that this town is too abnormal, there are no houses here, only huge stone monuments, some even dozens of feet high.
Each townsman took a hammer and drill and turned his back to the street, hammering the stone monument with a clanging tinkle.
They turned a deaf ear to Chen Ping's entry into the town.
Chen Ping subconsciously touched the evil talisman in his arms, and there was no sign of fever.
Not evil?
But there is weirdness everywhere.
"This fellow Daoist, what are you doing here?" Chen Ping called out to one of the young monks who was knocking on a stone tablet.
The young monk turned his head when he heard this, saw that it was Chen Ping, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Chen Daoyou, how are you doing lately?" β
Chen Ping was stunned.
He looked at it carefully, confirmed that he did not know the young monk in front of him, and said in surprise:
"Do you recognize me?"
The young monk laughed and said:
"Chen Daoyou laughed, who doesn't know Chen Daoyou in this Hailing Island town?"
Chen Ping couldn't help frowning, and was about to ask a question, when he saw the head of a female cultivator poking out from the back of the huge stone tablet that the young man was originally beating:
"What are you talking about? It's almost time to work, haven't you seen what day it is? β
"Here we are." The young monk smiled softly, then turned back to Chen Ping and apologized:
"The lady's order is here, Chen Daoyou, you are busy, and you have to go to work next."
After saying that, he turned to the back of the stone monument and disappeared.
There was only a clanging sound.
Chen Ping's words were stuck in his throat and he didn't ask, he thought about it and followed, but he looked sideways at the back of the stone monument and couldn't help but stand on end.
There was no one behind the stele.
The young monk and nun seemed to disappear out of thin air.
What the hell is this place?
Chen Ping remained vigilant, continued to walk a distance, and called another plump female monk who was knocking on the stone tablet:
"Dare to ask Daoyou, where is this?"
When the woman monk heard this, she turned her head and saw Chen Ping, with a smile on her face:
"This is the code that Chen Daoyou came up with newly? Harm, just come in directly, last time Chen Daoyou came to pay a few more spirit stones, and the concubine is not a greedy person. The dead ghost is not at home today, Chen Daoyou is coming in. β
As he spoke, he had to untie his clothes.
Chen Ping froze.
Hurriedly walked away.
β¦ This is not a place to stay for long.
Although the evil talisman is not hot, it is full of weirdness.
There are many strange methods in this world, and Xu Ruyan, who he trained himself, can shield the perception of evil talismans, so he can't confirm that these must not be evil.
β¦ Since you can't figure it out, just leave.
After Chen Ping walked out of the village, he flew out quickly.
Beyond the island was the boundless sea, and the road was relatively calm, and after half an hour, I saw an island again.
But the closer he got, the more Chen Ping had an ominous premonition.
I can't help but feel numb in my scalp after falling.
Exactly the same island.
Exactly the same environment.
Exactly the same town.
Touch the same stone monument......
Apparently back to the same island as before.
Chen Ping did not give up and flew forward in a different direction again.
In the end, the answer is obtained:
No matter which direction you fly, or you keep flying in the same direction, you will eventually return to this small town called Hailing Island.
"Dare to ask Daoyou, what are you doing knocking on the stele?"
After asking questions like this several times, Chen Ping came up with general information:
This town is called Hailing Island Town, which is everyone's consensus.
The skin of every villager here is blue, a light blue like the sea.
Everyone knows his name as Chen Ping, and they all say that he is a celebrity in this town.
Behind each stone tablet there was something else, but Chen Ping didn't know anything, and he didn't dare to enter easily.
In the middle of every monk's speech, there are bound to be various reasons for leaving. As a result, the questions he asks are never answered perfectly.
Chen Ping returned to the young monk he met at the beginning, and saw that the young monk was still buried in knocking on the stone tablet, he didn't say a word, he suddenly attacked, and his sword was caught off guard.
Countless sword qi instantly cut off the young monk's multiple meridians.
Chen Ping let out another roar and unleashed a one-hit Divine Soul Attack Spell.
"Chen Daoyou, you ......" The young monk was completely defeated by Chen Ping and lost his strength to fight back without defense.
"I ask you that there shall be no reservations, and no sudden departure shall be allowed. Otherwise, you won't be alive today. Chen Ping said sharply:
"Why do you want to knock on the stone tablet?"
"Why?" The young monk was amazed:
"Chen Daoyou has lived here for decades, don't you know? Without the protection of the stele, every full moon night is the time when you and I die. β
"What do you mean by that?" Chen Ping was taken aback.
"Didn't Chen Daoyou go out just now? Don't you see a lighthouse on the sea that goes out? On the night of the full moon, the lighthouse will be lit up, and under the light of the lighthouse, we monks will be turned into stone monuments in an instant. β
Saying this, the young monk's eyes showed a look of fear, and his two arms with broken meridians were propped up on the ground, and he kept crawling back:
"Soon, soon, tonight is the night of the full moon, we have to hurry up and repair the stele, otherwise it's over, or it's over."
At this time, the young monk's lady walked out from behind the stone tablet, and when she saw her husband being beaten like this by Chen Ping, she instantly rushed towards Chen Ping with a scream:
"I'm going to fight with you, I'm going to fight with you."
"Puff~"
Chen Ping didn't think about killing her, but just a spell with not too much attack power directly pierced the female cultivator's body, making her die.
And the young monk was banging on the stone tablet, not caring about the death of the monk.
When Chen Ping was slightly stunned, he found that the skin of one of his palms suddenly turned light blue.
It's the same color as everyone's skin here.
β¦ Can't kill people here?
β¦ Otherwise they will assimilate like them?
Chen Ping grabbed a few monks againβthe gray-haired old monk, a young child who was only half a meter tall, and the plump woman who had invited him into the house .......
It's just that this time I learned to be obedient and didn't kill people directly.
But he was surprised to find that even if he didn't kill anyone, just injuring these people would cause his skin to turn a little bluer.
In the end, there can only be threats.
But when asked, the answer is the same, there is a lighthouse in the sea, and the moon will be lit up on a full moon night.
When it is illuminated, it becomes a stone monument.
The problem is that Chen Ping has flown many times in the sea and has never seen any lighthouses.
Chen Ping thought about it and flew out of the town.
What he didn't know was that behind him, the plump woman who had just been coerced and questioned by him couldn't hold back her breath, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her face turned pale. glanced nervously at Chen Ping, who was leaving, and hurriedly wiped off the blood stains, and then resumed the appearance of numbness and beating the stone stele.
Ahead, Chen Ping found a secluded place outside the town, took out the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Map, and released Xu Ruyan. And let her go to the town to inspect it.
"Can you sense the weirdness of here?" After she finished her inspection, Chen Ping asked.
Xu Ruyan frowned slightly:
"Yes, but no. I can't say it, the monks here are not as evil as Yan'er, but more like monks like the master, living monks. But the mind is chaotic, as if it has been trapped here for a long time, and has completely lost itself. β
(End of chapter)