"Chen Ping has seen Fairy Biyuan."

When facing the Biyuan Fairy alone, Chen Ping was somewhat embarrassed.

After all, I didn't say goodbye at the beginning.

Fairy Bi Yuan looked at Chen Ping softly, looked at it for a long time, and then said:

"How long will it take?"

"I don't know." Chen Ping said truthfully.

What is the Cangqing Ancient Realm really like? How many years will the future channel be opened? Can the Lingxi Promenade walk back in reverse?

Chen Ping didn't know any of this.

When will you come back?

Fairy Bi Yuan took out a piece of green jade from her bosom and handed it to Chen Ping:

"You can take this Luan Spirit Burning Light Turtle with you, and it can help you pass through the Spirit Rhino Corridor."

Chen Ping took it and looked at it.

It is a blue jade forged turtle object, the main body is a cyan female turtle, and there is a small turtle on the back of the mother turtle.

At first glance, it's unremarkable.

But under careful perception, these two turtles do not seem to be dead things, as if they may come back to life at any time, and they are full of spiritual charm and mystery.

"Thank you, fairy." Chen Ping thanks.

Fairy Bi Yuan bowed slightly, and her voice was soft:

"It's borrowed."

"I want to pay it back."

Chen Ping smiled and nodded.

The two stood like this for a while, staring at each other with wide eyes, Chen Ping didn't know what to say, so he thanked him again and said goodbye.

"Come back alive."

Fairy Bi Yuan said lightly.

Chen Ping nodded, turned around and disappeared into the Black Mist Mountain Range.

When he really entered the Black Mist Forest, Chen Ping knew why it was called the Black Mist Forest.

The fog here is black, like black smoke from unburned firewood, and it is highly poisonous, which can make people hallucinate and get stuck in it.

The most important thing is that the black fog here is bred by the natural conditions of the mountain range, not by artificially arranged formations or prohibitions.

This means that these black fogs cannot be removed.

It's not at all the same as the fog of the ink-chasing field.

Chen Ping held the token given by Xiyue in his hand, and with his invincible body, he went deep into the Black Mist Forest.

Previously, when he was on the back of the Qilin, he had already read the information given by Xiyue, and the token was the key to enter the Spirit Rhino Corridor through the Black Mist Forest.

The Lingxi Promenade has no inherent entrance.

As long as you hold the token in your hand and walk around the Black Mist Forest at will, it is possible to enter the Spirit Rhino Corridor at some point.

And so it went on and on, a few days later.

I don't know what happened, I don't know where I entered, I don't know what I encountered.

In short, the scene that was different from the Black Mist Forest suddenly appeared in front of me like a paradise.

This is a picture of an ancient forest with beautiful mountains and rivers.

There is no black fog.

There is no poison gas.

Some are birds singing and flowers are fragrant, and beasts are singing and insects are singing.

Everything is so fresh.

"The Rhinoceros Corridor."

Chen Ping took a deep breath and walked forward.

Western Wilderness.

The wall of the ink ocean.

In the middle of the abyss, a huge statue of an immortal stood in it.

The statue is dozens of feet high, and the lower half of the body is submerged in the dense trees of the abyss, and the whole picture cannot be seen.

The upper body is covered with vines.

Not only vines, but even small trees and flowers.

The stones on the surface of the statue have been mottled, and some of them have even fallen off.

Xi Yue stared at the huge sculpture in the abyss, her chest rising and falling slightly.

The dew on the leaves reflected her face.

Dressed in a splendid robe, outlining her wonderful figure, on her noble melon seed face, her eyebrows are like daisies, and her big eyes are as clear as springs, without a trace of impurities.

The corners of the mouth are slightly curved in an alluring arc, and the red lips still have the aroma and slight luster of nameless wine.

She stood for a long time, until there was a fluctuation on the boundary wall, and her breath shook violently.

Yuan Ying did not hesitate to come out of his body.

The perfect body then exploded, turned to powder, and vanished into nothing.

In the distance, a flower withered in an instant due to the impact of the air wave.

The detached Yuan Ying looked at the body with a firm gaze, glanced at the body that no longer existed, turned around and swooped down, plunging headlong into the huge stone sculpture.

The forbidden lines covering the statue's surface flickered.

A moment later, an old man with empty sleeves appeared in front of the statue.

Lao Dao stood in front of the statue, looked up at the tall statue, his eyes slowly darkened, and then slowly returned to his original state.

Sneered.

"Soul sealing."

"It's hard enough to be cruel to yourself, and the flesh doesn't want it if you don't want it."

"It's just that you're acting like this, sealing your own primordial baby, who are you waiting for?"

"You really still believe that your senior brother Ji Xiuyuan is still alive. But do you think he saved you? He can live because the old man doesn't want his life, and when the old man wants his life, he has to die at any time. ”

"Since you want to seal your soul so much, don't come out forever."

A spell completely seals the statue.

Lao Dao snorted coldly, turned into a streamer and fled, disappearing.

Lingxi Promenade.

"Shangguan Ruoxuan, this corridor has existed for tens of thousands of years, and it is the opportunity of those who are capable in the human world, and it is also the opportunity of those who have aspirations in the Cangqing Ancient Realm. If you are for your own selfish interests, you will artificially set traps again to prevent the genius monks of the human realm from using the Spirit Rhino Corridor. The Demon King didn't agree. ”

Far away in the sky, a figure with demonic energy floated in and landed on a mountain.

On the other hill, there was an old monk.

Hearing this, the old monk opened his eyes, looked at the comer, and sneered: "Demon King? I've been in the demon world for a few years, and I really think of myself as a demon? ”

As soon as Chen Ping entered the Lingxi Corridor, he saw such a scene.

I can't help but shake my facial muscles.

Two gods?

What's more, the Lingxi Corridor is really dangerous.

As soon as I came in, I encountered a fight with the gods.

Doesn't it mean that the gods generally don't make a move? Is it easy to be counterattacked?

Fortunately, neither of the two avatars noticed his presence.

Chen Ping restrained his breath and made himself like a mortal, submerged into the forest, and slowly moved in the opposite direction of the mountain where the two avatar gods were located.

This kind of combat is too destructive, and it will be troublesome if it is affected.

"If you don't want to call this king the demon king, you can also call the demon king." The middle-aged monk raised his eyebrows and smiled, and the demonic qi on his body disappeared, and then turned into a rolling demonic qi.

"Hmph." Shangguan Ruoxuan sneered: "The old man sees that you want to be the king of people." ”

"The King of Men?" The middle-aged monk of demonic qi looked up to the sky and laughed:

"That's not bad either."

Shangguan Ruoxuan's face was expressionless:

"This spiritual corridor is not something that should exist in the first place. Since it is for those who have aspirations, it is reasonable for the old man to add some difficulty to it, so what's wrong? ”

The demonic middle-aged monk smashed his mouth:

"If you want me to say, you guys are really tired."

"You have to find a high-sounding reason for yourself to do anything, obviously because you are worried that some genius monks will leave the human world through this corridor, and you are worried that it will affect your plan to repair your imprisonment, and you still don't admit it, so you have to find a reason for yourself."

"Do you believe your own lies?"

"Are you tired?"

Shangguan Ruoxuan's face sank, and he said angrily:

"Do you really want to fight the old man endlessly?"

"No, no, don't talk nonsense." The middle-aged monk of demonic qi smiled: "If you die, I will get out alive." ”

After speaking, he rushed towards Shangguan Ruoxuan.

Chen Ping, who was sneaking forward, felt bad.

He didn't care about the aura of convergence anymore, and hurriedly ran forward, hoping to leave the battle vortex as soon as possible.

These two old immortals!

I'm still restless when I'm old.

Is it easy to advance to the gods?

You have to fight.

It's still here.

Chen Ping ran wildly with all his might, and the explosion of the sky behind him made his scalp tingle.

That's it.

A colliding and escaping aura still threw him away.

"Bang!"

Fell heavily to the ground.

A large number of trees fell.

But Chen Ping didn't care at all, he got up and continued to run wildly, this time he was thrown away by the escaping breath, but he profited, and instantly stayed away from the core area of the battle.

But running so wildly, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a wine jug.

Unusually familiar flasks.

"Jian Nanchun?"

This discovery made him subconsciously stop the car.

Under a big tree, a wine jug was casually thrown there, and there was no accident in the wine jug, and three words were engraved on the jug -

- Jian Nanchun.

It was the jug from which he made the nameless wine.

Such as a fake flask.

Chen Ping glanced at the battle on the horizon, then looked back at the wine jug, and rushed over with three steps and two steps.

Infused with Divine Sense.

Sure enough, there was a code word.

It was exactly the same as the secret language arrangement of those Jian Nanchun's wine pots that I saw in the ink chasing field.

Secret words are also something that only he and Xiyue know.

Chen Ping thought for a moment and walked quickly in the direction of the arrow on the wine jug.

A second flask was quickly found.

Then the third, then the fourth

Until it came to an abrupt end in front of a cliff.

It is very similar to the ink-chasing field of the year.

Chen Ping's heart fluctuated, he thought about it, took a deep breath, and reached out to touch the small point pointed by the arrow of the wine jug on the cliff.

There was no accident, and it appeared in a deep cave in an instant.

Chen Ping lit the white flame at his fingertips, walked slowly along the path of the cave.

Unlike the ancient caves of the Inkfield, there are no murals, no writing, and not even dry bones or anything like that.

There is no trace of human life here.

It's more like a monster cave.

But now the cave is full of rotten smell and dust, even if it is a demon beast cave, it was hundreds of years ago, or even earlier.

In this way, I continued to walk forward along the rugged cave and dark dark passage, and the further I went, the more abundant I felt the aura.

It's not just Reiki, it's also Reiyun.

Could it be the heart of the spiritual vein?

Chen Ping was overjoyed and quickened his pace.

After passing through the cave tunnel for more than ten miles, when I walked into the innermost hollow, what caught my eye was indeed a spiritual vein.

In the center of the vein, a beating heart.

"Sure enough, it's the heart of the spiritual vein."

And that's not all.

This spirit heart was several times larger than the spirit heart obtained in the ink chasing field.

The aura is more abundant.

"It's really a send-off."

After more than two hundred years of cultivation, the heart of the spiritual vein back then has been almost consumed.

I didn't expect another one to come.

Chen Ping immediately patrolled around the cave, and after making sure that there was no danger, he immediately meditated and practiced.

With the experience of the previous time, he knew that there was probably a problem with the concept of time in such a cave, and it was likely that countless years would pass without realizing it.

But he doesn't worry, there are panels, and every year the increase will be recorded on the panels.

Now.

Under the meditation and operation of the Purple Yuan Immortal Gong, it is obvious that the aura here is not only rich, but the unique spiritual rhyme of the heart of the spiritual vein is also richer than the heart of the spiritual vein before.

The charm is more refined.

This special aura is more conducive to the absorption of monks and can speed up the practice.

Chen Ping was overjoyed.

With the help of this spiritual heart, my cultivation will become faster.

It is also conducive to the continuous maintenance of the infant and the foundation is more solid.

When the exercises are exercised, the spiritual energy continuously flows into the body, transforms into true elements, and then refines itself.

In the dantian, Yuan Ying closed his eyes and meditated, and his body was full of pure golden light. Underneath, the baby fire futon glows with a faint sheen.

After this special aura entered the body, a small amount of blue flame began to glow in the luster of the baby fire.

Six days later.

The gold on Yuan Ying's body continued to shine, and the golden light began to gather, winding into a bundle of lights. The beam of light continued to flow around Yuanying, forming a light curtain.

This oval-shaped light curtain is like a cicada chrysalis, wrapping the yuan baby in it, and the wrapping is getting tighter and tighter.

Then, the infant began to absorb the pupal shells.

These pupal shells are like tonics, making the Yuan Infant more and more porcelain and stronger.

However, when the pupal shell is eaten away and only the last thin layer remains, the difficulty increases sharply, and the absorption of the pupal shell by the yuan baby becomes difficult.

The light that connects the two is almost broken.

At this moment, the purple bracelet generated by the second incarnation of the infant on the ankle of the Yuan Infant suddenly burst out with countless purple filaments of light, which firmly grasped the chrysalis that was almost about to escape.

The cicada pupae is again absorbed by the primordial infant.

Eventually, with a burst of breath turmoil in the dantian, the cicada chrysalis came to naught.

Absorbed completely.

The golden light that Yuan Ying had previously emitted had also disappeared completely.

It was not overflowing, but it was completely restrained in the inner body by the Yuan Baby, and there was no spilling a trace of golden light.

Chen Ping suddenly opened his eyes.

[Name: Chen Ping.] 】

[Realm: Yuan Infant (4th floor): 1/100. 】

[Shouyuan: 423/1440.] 】

【. 】

Unconsciously, the middle of the infant is over.

Maybe it's because he encountered the Purple Gold Extinction Dao Thunder shortly after he just turned into a baby, which is equivalent to experiencing a Yuan Infant Tribulation in advance, and in the subsequent cultivation process, Chen Ping had a smooth journey and did not encounter any Yuan Infant Tribulation.

So much so that it seems that without experiencing any pass, it has reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant from the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

The early stage of the infant is a stage of laying the foundation.

After the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, the Yuan Infant will become more solidified, just like the Yuan Infant in the dantian at this moment, coagulated to the point that no trace of golden light will leak out of the body.

In the middle of the primordial infancy, the main purpose of the practice is to increase the density of the primordial infant.

If the Yuan Ying at this moment is like an empty porcelain jar, then the next practice is to fill this porcelain jar with 'golden water'.

Or if the Yuan Infant at this moment is a wooden utensil, then the next thing to do is to make him become an iron utensil, a gold utensil, a Xuanjing utensil, and so on.

Continuously increase the density of the baby.

This density will determine the ability of the infant to grow in the future.

This time, it took only 31 years to go from the third to the fourth floor. ’

It's a lot faster. ’

Chen Ping smiled happily.

The first two layers took a total of 102 years, with an average of 52 years on average, and now it is 31 years on the first floor, which is equivalent to a 40% increase in the speed of cultivation.

It's not unpleasant.

Of course, this is not only because of the heart of the spiritual vein, but also because he spent a lot of time on the first two layers of practicing various skills, which was used to lay the foundation and enrich himself.

And in the past 31 years, basically only one thing has been done.

That is to cultivate the Purple Yuan Immortal Gong.

Shou Yuan also had a surprise.

When I first entered the first floor, I was 1350 years old, the second floor was 1370 years old, and the third floor was 1400 years old.

In this way, with each additional layer of small realms, the increased longevity increases in an equal number of numbers.

That is, 10, 20, 30, 40 years old.

In the most recent layer, the increased longevity has been greater than the age consumed.

That's pretty good.

The longevity of a normal monk has not increased so quickly, and it seems that the longevity skills of the first three levels of cultivation are still exerting a continuous influence.

Chen Ping exhaled.

I got up and moved.

At present, it seems that this cave house, like the cave house in the ink field, has a special impact on time.

I have only practiced here for six days, but more than 30 years have passed.

'More than thirty years.'

'The confinement repair plan outside has begun, right? ’

I don't know how it went. Did Eighteen go? Did Jia Zhong take it? ’

How many monks have fallen in this catastrophe? ’

'I wonder what happened to Master Xiyue?' At that time, he was so seriously injured, and he had to deal with the anger of the Ascension Immortal Valley next. ’

Chen Ping exhaled.

He decided to continue his practice here.

Thirty years have passed, and the two avatars who fought outside must have ended long ago.

But at this juncture of thirty years, it is difficult to say whether there will be any trouble in the matter of confinement and repair, since this place is stable, then let's practice here for a few more decades.

Thinking of this, and thinking of the question of the passage of time here, Chen Ping did not waste time, and immediately practiced the Ziyuan Immortal Gong again.

Time flies like lightning.

It's just a few days past.

The infant becomes more dense.

Previously it was wood, but now it is porcelain.

It's more than two or three times heavier.

The panel has also changed again.

The realm has become 'Yuan Infant (5th floor): 1/100'.

Shouwon became '455/1490'.

Chen Ping didn't have much joy.

Or the joy of breaking through to the middle stage of the primordial infant has not yet had time to completely dissipate.

From Chen Ping's perception, although he has broken through the two layers of realms one after another, it has only been more than ten days.

It all happened so fast.

'Having been here for over sixty years, it's safe enough. ’

It's safe enough here.

It doesn't seem to hurt to keep practicing here.

It can even block the tracking of the Ascension Immortal Valley.

can be improved here two small realms, already the fifth layer of the Yuan Infant, and the next Yuan Infant Tribulation may come at any time, it is obviously not appropriate to stay here all the time.

Moreover, after the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, it is necessary to take certain measures to strengthen the Yuan Infant, and just practicing is not conducive to laying a good foundation.

Chen Ping got up and moved briefly, and without even wasting time trying various spells, he began to clean up.

First, he took out the Yunshuang Yao Spirit Box, took out the original shrunken spirit heart, and put it in the storage bag.

Then he carefully dug out the beating heart on the spiritual vein and put it into the Yunshuang Yao Spirit Box.

This is a great opportunity.

For the next few hundred years, you don't have to worry about Reiki anymore.

At the end, dig the spirit stone according to the custom.

This time, there is a storage bag of 10,000 square meters, which can empty all the purest spirit stones on this spiritual vein.

Considering the time problem here, Chen Ping did not carefully select, digging and loading.

The entire storage bag was filled in no time.

Then quickly leave this Spirit Vein Cave Mansion.

PS: Insert a sentence, this book has reached the late stage, and there are still 1.5 big realms, and the moment when the protagonist successfully ascends to the spiritual realm is officially over, say it in advance, so as not to make everyone feel too sudden at that time. The pit will be filled, the plot is very complete, in fact, the original outline was only done at the moment of ascension to the spirit world, which can be regarded as planned.

(End of chapter)