It was said that it was every few days, but in order not to disturb Xiyue's rest, it was not until a month later that Chen Ping entered the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword again.

As soon as he entered, Chen Ping saw Xiyue staring at Xi Yue with a pair of big eyes, and he sat cross-legged in the sword intent corridor, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

The eyes are round, the face is cold, and there is obviously a lazy atmosphere like before life, but at the moment, he looks extremely serious. Such a picture made Chen Ping couldn't help but smile.

"You're trying to ask me about your relationship?" Chen Ping smiled.

Xiyue nodded.

Chen Ping pursed his lips and said with a smile:

"You, my apprentice."

"I'm your apprentice?" Xiyue was stunned for a moment, why did she remember the name of this master?

"Isn't this obvious, I transform my cultivation into a god, you cultivate as a primordial infant, and you and I are a master-apprentice relationship." Chen Ping grinned.

Hiss.

I don't know if I will be beaten to death by her when Xiyue recovers her memory in the future.

But that's for later.

This elder's addiction will be talked about first.

Chen Ping was not worried that these words would affect the recovery of Xiyue's memory, and the recovery of Xiyue's memory relied on the restoration of the Yuan Shen, not the awakening of the event.

Seeing Xiyue's dazed look, Chen Ping smiled and told her about the ins and outs of her self-sealing and final rescue.

Even Liang Sheng's identity and deeds were told the truth.

She has the right to know that.

But nothing was said about her background and the death of her parents, which was too cruel.

"Anyway, that's the way it is, you don't have to think too much about it. Slowly cultivating and recuperating here, after the Yuan Infant is repaired, there will be a chance to get out of the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword and take a new look at this immortal cultivation world outside. Chen Ping said.

Xiyue was a little confused, not knowing why she had two masters.

However, she was convinced of the ins and outs of the incident that Chen Ping said, and she wanted to say thank you, but there was a feeling in the dark that there was no need to be so polite between her and Chen Ping, so she didn't say anything.

It's a strange feeling, but it's real.

She didn't know why she felt that way.

"Now that you are a machine spirit, there is a spirit between you and me, and when something happens, you can just call me, I can hear it. I also come in from time to time to practice, or chat with you, and you won't be too bored. Chen Ping said.

He was worried that Xiyue would not adapt.

After all, before her death, Xiyue was not the kind of monk who liked to practice in retreat all year round, and she liked to toss a little.

Xiyue, who had never thought that at this moment, heard his words and understood his situation, but did not have too many abnormal expressions on her face, but nodded quietly.

That's good.

Take your time.

Time flies, reluctant day and night.

These days, Chen usually enters the Seven Star Longyuan Sword from time to time to chat with Xiyue, and also takes the way to comprehend the sword intent inside, and the footsteps left in the sword intent corridor are getting deeper and deeper.

In addition to this, supernatural powers are also constantly improving.

Under the action of four-fifths of the needle, the density of the primordial spirit becomes larger and larger, and the divine consciousness becomes stronger and stronger.

"I'm going, and I'm actually laying eggs?"

On this day, Chen Ping's divine sense inadvertently entered the white gourd to take a look, and found that the ghost waste actually produced a 'gas egg'.

This made Chen Ping overjoyed.

Although it has been nearly three hundred years since the Ghost Waste, the first two hundred years have been weakening the Ghost Waste, and it was not until he came out of the Netherworld Valley and repaired the white gourd that he was able to slowly help the Ghost Waste recover.

For decades, the ghost depletion has been in a period of slow recovery, and it is only in recent years that it has just returned to its heyday.

I never thought that there would be a 'gas egg' so soon.

This was beyond Chen Ping's expectations.

I don't know what this egg tastes like. ’

Chen Ping exerted his divine qi and reached into the white gourd.

The moment the Gang Qi penetrated, the ghost wasted suddenly burst into flames, and glared angrily at Chen Ping.

Over the years, whether Chen Ping weakened it in the early stage or helped it repair it in the later stage, it did not affect its anger towards Chen Ping.

Apparently not thoroughly tamed.

However, the 'whipping' of the first two hundred years made it somewhat jealous and afraid of Chen Ping.

That's enough.

At this moment, Chen Ping ignored the ghost's waste, wrapped the qi egg with gangqi, and took out the qi egg in the ghost's wasteful eyes.

The ghost wasted only daring to be angry but did not dare to speak, and watched his 'egg' being taken away.

The air egg in the Gang Qi package was a flowing black mist.

It's a little scary to watch.

However, when I was in the Cangqing Ancient Realm, I knew something about this thing, and the way to use it was the simplest 'oral'.

Chen Ping hesitated for a moment and swallowed the fist-sized qi egg in one gulp.

The qi egg was swallowed, and there was a spicy feeling in the abdomen, and then countless black qi emerged from the body and lingered around him.

Chen Ping immediately meditated and practiced exercises to digest qi eggs.

A few days later, Chen Ping exhaled and opened his eyes.

No wonder so many people want it. ’

'It's a good thing, indeed. ’

Judging from the perception of taking it during this time, in terms of the ascension of the Yuan Shen and the refining of the flesh, the effect is better than that of any elixir.

It's no wonder that Monk Yan and his party took great pains to capture this ghost, and even after they failed, they stayed in the Guanyu two realms for decades. ’

It's really worth it. ’

It's mine now.

This is a golden rooster that lays eggs.

Chen Ping suddenly felt that this black thing looked quite pleasing to the eye.

'There are four-fifths of stitches, there are qi eggs, and there is feedback from double cultivation, well, hurry up and practice next. ’

Practice, practice.

About 280 years after the ascension of the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword, the talisman left by the Kina in the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword suddenly activated.

Chen Ping knew that Li Nai had woken up.

After waiting for a few years, waiting for Li Nai to recover his memory, the battle between the two factions in the spirit world will officially be on the agenda.

Chen Ping continued to devote himself to his cultivation.

After the eighth layer of the gods, his cultivation became much more difficult, and even if Chen Ping's exercises were complete, they became a lot slower.

In particular, Chen Ping has developed in an all-round way, and does not want to leave any defects and deficiencies, which is even more time-consuming.

Chen Ping rarely goes out and spends most of his time cultivating.

And so it went on for another few decades.

Peach Blossom Forest.

"Poof!"

A fourth-order demon beast's blood and qi surged, killing him instantly.

"What kind of spell is this?" Fairy Bi Yuan looked at the vision of the deadly demon beast and was surprised.

The death of this demon beast is very strange, the Yuan Infant was not annihilated at the first time, the flesh was not damaged, the dantian was intact, but the tendons and veins were broken, and the blood rushed to the sky at the moment of the demon beast's death.

"Blood reflux."

Chen Ping took a name for himself.

When I was in my infancy, I figured out a set of methods of 'foam swimming against the whirlpool', and realized the degree of reflux of a small part of body fluids.

Over the years, with the deepening of the exploration of the laws of heaven and earth, continuous transformation and deepening, this understanding has become more and more exquisite.

However, when it was really displayed at this moment, Chen Ping was still surprised.

Killing this fourth-order demon beast in front of him was almost an instantaneous thing.

It was as swift and unpredictable as the natal magic weapon manifested in the opponent's dantian and shattered the opponent's dantian and the primordial spirit.

It's a big killer.

If he had learned it a hundred years earlier, he could have done it in an instant when he killed Liang Sheng.

"Blood reflux?" Fairy Bi Yuan was stunned for a moment.

The name of the spell was unheard of for her.

Judging by the name alone, she knew it was a spell that could make other people's blood flow backwards.

It's not easy.

Blood is the lifeblood of a monk's body, and like the spiritual power running in the body, it is highly controlled by itself.

If you want to control the reverse flow of other people's blood, it is like controlling other people's physical explosions, the difficulty can be imagined, almost against the sky.

"Well, the rules are very profound, and I'm just a voyeur at the moment. But so far, it seems to be working well. Chen Ping smiled.

"Can you control the reverse flow of the blood of the Avatar Monk?" Fairy Bi Yuan asked again.

"Yes, but you have to catch the other party off guard. If the other side is highly defensive, it will be difficult to achieve. Chen Ping said truthfully.

This is still the same as the natal magic weapon manifested in the other party's dantian.

Fairy Bi Yuan was a little unconvinced:

"You try it with me."

Ahh

Chen Ping really can't do it, if he accidentally makes a mistake, it will be too late to regret it.

"It's too dangerous, no, don't try." Chen Ping refused.

Fairy Biyuan didn't say anything on her lips, but her heart was warm and sweet.

It's one thing for her to be adventurous and offer something.

Chen Ping's concern is another matter.

Seeing that Bi Yuan seemed to have some regret, Chen Ping paused and said:

"This spell doesn't just allow blood to flow backwards, in fact, all bodily fluids can flow backwards."

"All bodily fluids?"

"Well, do you want to try this?"

"Okay."

So, the two of them tried this spell over and over again for an afternoon, until they were exhausted

While Chen Ping was gasping, another monk in Tianyin Immortal City was also breathing.

It's just that the latter is a breather before death.

This person is the Dugu Yi of the Dugu family.

Dugu Yi is only more than forty years younger than his father Dugu Jia, and after his father Dugu Jia returned to the Tao, the heavy responsibility of monitoring Chen Ping fell on his head.

Dugu Yi also failed to spy on the realm of Jindan, and finally came to the moment of his death.

Now.

Dugu Yi, who looked like dead wood and had a wrinkled face, was lying on the bed, his eyes full of unwillingness and regret.

"Dad, do you have any last words?" On the side of the bed, a middle-aged monk held his hand tightly, and this person was none other than his son Dugu Bing.

Regretful?

Hearing this word, Dugu Yi's eyes lit up slightly.

I remembered this hurried life.

If he could do it all over again, he wished he hadn't made that oath decades ago, the oath that bound himself to the city forever.

In just over 100 years of foundation building and cultivation, other people's lives can be colorful and colorful, but they can only stay in the same city, see the same scenery, and experience the same life.

It's not fair.

If possible, Dugu Yi hopes that when there is no hope for Yudan, he can go out and see, see the outside world, and experience a different adventure.

But all of this is too late.

I am destined to be Dugu's life.

Dugu Yi turned his head to look at his son on the side of the bed, he didn't want to pass on this pain, if he could, he would stop it here.

Therefore, instead of letting his son swear as he did back then, he said:

"My son, my father has not been able to leave you a rich family property in this life, and you have to fight for everything yourself."

"After all, the task of the family is the business of the family, and I have to live a wonderful life, so that I will not come to the world in vain."

"If you don't want to keep this task anymore and disappear secretly, Dad won't blame you, you have the choice to enjoy your life."

Hearing this, Dugu Bing was dumbfounded.

looked at the dying old father in shock, suddenly withdrew the hand holding Dugu Yi, and said loudly:

"Dad, how can you say such a thing?"

"Our task is to stay in Tianyin Immortal City until Chen Ping appears. Why did Dad take it as a burden? This is a great honor that my family has bestowed upon us. ”

"For the sake of the family, what is the point of sacrificing you and me? What's the point of getting up early and being greedy for darkness? We owe a debt of gratitude for this blessing. Dad, I didn't expect you to have this kind of thought, it was so disappointing for the child. ”

Dugu Yi froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

He didn't expect his son to react so strongly.

In the current Tianyin Immortal Wizard family, there are only seven or eight clansmen with the surname Dugu, and there are only two foundation building monks.

One of them, like him, was as old and sick as he was, and was afraid that he would not die soon. The other one is to sit in the business name, and it is the surname of Dugu who has changed his surname, not a real clansman.

Therefore, Dugu Yi had no choice but to hand over this inheritance to this eldest son.

But in fact, this eldest son has only practiced Qi Ninth Layer cultivation, and he has not yet been promoted to the foundation building period.

In Dugu Yi's thoughts, he hoped that his son could spend more time as a monk, so that he might be able to impact the foundation building realm.

But this guy!

"Son, the Father understands the truth. Being a father is not to persuade you, but I don't want you to have too many shackles on your body, and I don't want you to be like a father, and you will still be unwilling to lie in bed when you are dying. Dugu Yi enlightened.

"Dad, don't say it. You put these thoughts away now, and I'll still be the dad who loves me. Dugu Bing's face was cold.

"You..."

"Son of a."

Dugu Yi was so angry that he couldn't figure it out.

"Dad, you're confused. Chen Ping has a different enmity with the Dugu family like us, shouldn't we contribute to the family? ”

"Then tell me, what is the enmity of not sharing the heavens?"

"Chen Ping killed the Dugu Sacrifice Nine Ancestors and killed the Ancestor in anger, isn't that counted?"

"Chen Ping, why did he kill Dugu Xianjiu, and what is the reason behind it? If you want to kill someone else first, what if someone else fights back normally? Have you ever thought about it? ”

"It's... How does a child know? In short, if he kills our Dugu family, he deserves to die. ”

Dugu Yi suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe.

He suddenly felt that it was redundant to argue with this son.

Since he enjoys it, let him be.

It's just very unwilling.

Dad Dugujia has waited for half his life, and he has waited for so long.

Two generations, waiting for a loneliness.

He even felt that the so-called senior deer was just deceiving their family's cultivation resources, otherwise, with the power of the Ascension Immortal Valley, would it be so difficult to investigate where Chen Ping was cultivating?

It's been nearly a hundred years.

That's.

"Dad, you're so confused. Why do you want to do so much? The task that the family gave me to wait, I just waited to do it, isn't it a waste of trouble to ask so much? ”

"Besides, what are you afraid of Chen Ping doing? With the deer seniors here, and the entire Shengxian Valley here, what waves can he Chen Ping make? ”

"Dad isn't..."Dugu Yi just wanted to say, but was immediately interrupted by his son Dugu Bing:

"Dad, don't talk about it, and don't blame the child for going to the ancestor to report you."

"You..."

Angry, his eyebrows were raised.

"Poof!" Dugu Yi was angry and bloody, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Died on the spot.

"Daddy, Daddy, what's wrong with you? Why did you die all of a sudden, Mr. clearly said that you can live for more than half a year, Dad, wake up. ”

"Ahh

……

"I still can't think of anything." Inside the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword, Xi Yue sat cross-legged opposite Chen Ping, and the confusion on her face was not completely eliminated.

There was even a hint of helplessness.

Over the years, Chen usually came in to chat with Xiyue in the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword from time to time, mainly to make her happy, so that she could recover her full vitality as soon as possible, and take the initiative to aspire to practice.

"Don't think about it if you can't think about it, when your Yuan Ying recovers, you will naturally remember." Chen Ping smiled and said:

"We monks can't always have smooth sailing on the path of cultivation, and we will encounter all kinds of troubles and problems during this period, which will make me wait for painful problems."

"But when we have walked in the past, achieved higher realm achievements, stood in a higher place, and looked back at these things in the past, it was not a thing."

"You'll even be grateful for the experiences at that time, because they'll enrich your life and become valuable life experiences."

"You can even laugh and say the things that made you feel so painful before."

Looking at Xiyue's clear big eyes, Chen Ping smiled:

"How about telling you a story about being suppressed by bad guys for 500 years, and then being reborn in Nirvana?"

"Okay."

"In other words, chaos is not divided into heaven and earth, and no one can see it. Since Pangu broke Hongmeng, it has opened up from Ziqing to distinguish turbidity. Covering all beings to be benevolent, inventing all things is good..."

Xiyue quietly listened to Chen Ping's story.

At the same time, he also looked at Chen Ping generously.

She always felt that Chen Ping had a strange attraction to her, and the feeling in her heart was very fantastical, but very comfortable.

This made her very fond of meeting Chen Ping.

I like to chat with Chen Ping.

Although she couldn't remember the things before, she knew that Chen Ping must be the most important person in her life, otherwise she would not be able to remember his name.

She looked at Chen Ping quietly, Chen Ping was quite serious when telling the story, his side face was very handsome, his voice was very good, and he even danced when he talked about the key points, which made her laugh.

But looking at it, she blushed a little.

The feeling in her heart, the faint affection, made her ashamed.

Chen Ping is obviously his own master.

How much does a person have to be ashamed to think about his teacher?

Xiyue.

You're really not human.

The master is so good to you, but you want to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ping glanced at her.

"No... What... Go on. ”

"Okay."

"Master, thank you."

Chen Ping grinned and continued to tell her about the tailor-made version of "Journey to the West".

……

(End of chapter)