"Liu Daoyou, do you know why you came here today?" Wan Qingping glanced at the old monk, at this time, the old man exuded a stronger rotten aura, it seems that this person has been alive for the past two or three years.

"Please also ask Wan Daoyou to make it clear that no matter what happens, the old man will do his best!" This old man is Liu Ji, who served Wan Qingping in order for his great-grandson to join the peak cultivation in the early stage of the foundation building of the Wanfa Gate.

"A month ago, Wan asked Daoyou to familiarize yourself with that top-level magic weapon, are you familiar with it?" Wan Qingping didn't answer directly, but asked another question.

"It's all familiar!" Liu Ji replied with great certainty.

Wan Qingping nodded with satisfaction, and then said slowly: "Today, Wan Mou wants Daoyou to kill a Jindan monk with me, what does Liu Daoyou think?"

Liu Ji listened to Wan Qingping's words, his expression did not change at all, and he said very simply: "Although Daoist friends have orders, the old decay is running out, and there is no difference between living one day more and living one day less, and the Jindan monk is no different from other monks in the eyes of the old man!"

"Okay, okay, since that's the case, then let's ......" Hearing Liu Ji's simple answer, Wan Qingping immediately praised with satisfaction, and then his voice began to sound low under the tree.

In the medicine garden, Ding Kezhen was half-lying down like when Wan Qingping didn't come, squinting and continuing to look at the original book, suddenly his brows furrowed slightly, and then relaxed again.

"It's normal to have some abnormal reactions after taking the pill, and it's much better now!" Ding Kezhen breathed a long sigh of relief and muttered a little unconcernedly.

After a few breaths, his brow furrowed again, and he stood up from the recliner with a "poof-" swoop.

Immediately sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and then a blue light appeared on his body.

"Little thief, dare to plot against me!" Ding Kezhen opened his eyes after a while, his essence flashed, and he immediately gritted his teeth.

However, as soon as his feet touched the ground, his emaciated body shook slightly, and Ding Kezhen, who was experienced in escaping, didn't think about it, and directly turned into a ball of blue light and flew towards the outside of the medicine garden.

At this time, Wan Qingping was already about five miles away from the medicine garden, of course he saw the blue light, but there was no anxious expression on his face.

A pat on the waist of a spirit beast bag, only to see a roll of light fly out of it an inch size bee, the bee fanned its wings to make a "buzzing" sound, and then turned around in place and flew into the distance, the degree is also quite fast.

"Hmph, old thing, I don't know that I have smeared a little pollen from the blood flower on the pill porcelain bottle, and dare to touch the medicine bottle directly with my hand?" Wan Qingping followed the direction of the bee with the light at his feet, and Liu Ji followed closely behind.

After flying for sixty miles, Wan Qingping finally chased to a sea water not far from the coast.

"Old thing, come out!" Wan Qingping's eyelids jumped, and he shouted towards the surrounding sea.

No one answered, only the sea breeze blew fiercely!

"Hmph, you have to let me pull you out!" Wan Qingping's eyes froze, and he immediately looked towards the next place on the surface of the sea, only to see a bee hovering above.

Turning over a small wooden card, Wan Qingping clicked on it a few times, and the little bee then flew back to Wan Qingping's side, and was immediately received into the spirit beast bag. This bee that can be tracked was purchased by Wan Qingping for a lot of spirit stones, and it was not good to be affected to death in the later fighting method.

Seeing that Ding Kezhen was still talking, before Wan Qingping could make a move, he saw that four flying knives had appeared in Liu Ji's hands, and he immediately slashed towards the sea.

"Boom-" The sea splashed out, but the four flying knives were immediately bounced out by a book that looked like bamboo slips, and the aura was slightly dim. Immediately, there was a point in the seawater, and Ding Kezhen's angry and abnormal face appeared, probably because he didn't expect that the secret technique of breathing that he was proud of in the immortal cultivation world would be discovered.

"How did you find me?"

Wan Qingping ignored it at all, seized the opportunity to flick his fingers, and two round things immediately flew towards the place where the sea splashed.

"Boom-" Then there were two loud noises, and the figure of a wolf flew out of the sea, Ding Kezhen's body was stiff at this time, and even ordinary people had some difficulty turning at this time, his face became obviously pale, and his head was soaked in seawater and was messy on his face.

"Hey, old thief Ding, how does the earth fire and thunder taste?" Wan Qingping looked at Ding Kezhen's appearance, and immediately sneered, it's not that Wan Qingping likes to talk nonsense when fighting methods, it's just to distract Ding Kezhen's attention a little, as for how effective it can be, of course Wan Qingping doesn't expect much, but if there is a trace of effect, there is a better chance of winning.

Those two earth fire mines were purchased by Wan Qingping for a lot of spirit stones, this kind of thing is quite powerful, and it does not consume mana.

"Looking for death, junior!" Ding Kezhen, a Jindan monk, how could he bear to be teased by a junior, and immediately turned his head with great effort, wanting to pinch the magic technique, but it was a pity that the law decision, which was very familiar to him, was unusually difficult and slow to pinch at this moment.

After Wan Qingping popped out the ground fire thunder, he took out a small flag immediately after speaking, and with a slight wave of mana, he saw dozens of gray shadows rolling out of the flag, and then rushed towards Ding Kezhen with a scream.

Seeing this, Ding Kezhen immediately played the three magic duels very slowly, but it was a "palm thunder" spell that could only be cast in the later stage of foundation building, and this technique was quite powerful, and it was even more restrained and abnormal for ghosts.

In the end, it was the Jindan monk, and the yin spirits that gushed out from the small flag had not yet approached Ding Kezhen's body, and suddenly saw a twisted thunder fire suddenly fly out of his hand, hitting in the direction where the yin spirits came from very accurately.

"Boom-" With a bang, a blue light flashed, and dozens of ghosts were wiped out on the spot, Wan Qingping looked down, and the black flag of the small flag in his hand suddenly dimmed by half, it seemed that this magic weapon that was barely considered a top rank was already half crippled.

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