In the strange environment, Jiang Ping couldn't detect anything at all, there was only a white jade plate and a smoke man here.

Jiang Ping practiced with the smoke man's boxing technique, one move and one style were clear and ordinary, I am afraid that the one punch method of ordinary martial artists in the mortal world is more exquisite than the boxing method demonstrated by the smoke man, but Jiang Ping feels that every move and every style he performs will make his divine body comfortable, and there is a feeling of mortal fists and feet stretching out.

The boxing techniques demonstrated by the smoke man were completely different from the last time, and it seemed that the feeling brought by each boxing technique was a little different, but Jiang Ping couldn't say what the difference was.

Bidding farewell to Qingle, Yuan Zhenren came to the depths of the ring gate.

Yuan Zhen Zhenren was taken aback, glanced at Qingle Zhenren, and saw that he didn't react, knowing that the person who transmitted the sound only passed it on to himself.

"Yuan Zhen, speed the door, don't attract the attention of others. ”

He didn't expect that he had already attracted the attention of the big man of the Qingshi Gate at this time.

Jiang Ping punched all the way over, and became more and more firm in his conjecture, this white jade plate and the smoke man complement each other, the higher the number of layers, the faster the white jade plate rotates, once he can't keep up with the rhythm of the smoke man's boxing, it is the time when he is thrown off the white jade plate.

……

"Go ahead, here I am. ”

"Master, rest assured, Zhongyuan will definitely not let you down. As for him," Zhongyuan Zhenren hesitated for a moment, "The disciple will secretly take care of him to ensure his safety, but once he is driven out of the path of refining gods, won't his share be leaked......"

Zhongyuan Zhenren's face was solemn, and he bowed.

Zhongyuan Zhenren glanced at Jiang Ping and said lightly.

Zhongyuan Zhenren's expressionless face finally showed an embarrassed look, and he was about to fly away, but was stopped by Meng Baidao, "You have also reached the realm of false babies, and the baby in the womb is only a little bit worse, compared to him, I prefer to enter the realm of Yuan Infant It is Zhongyuan you." ”

"You go and check his details, don't make another oolong incident!" Meng Baidaoren snorted coldly, looking extremely displeased.

With just these two points, Jiang Ping's potential is endless!

But this time was different, Jiang Ping had entered more than two thousand floors, and he had the 'feat' of absorbing the power of the Purple Gold Bear's origin last time, which attracted his attention.

The long-haired monk was naturally blind, and he was specially stationed at the precept gate. He had an interest in Jiang Ping last time, but it was just interest, Jiang Ping's strength was really difficult to enter his eyes, there were so many geniuses in the world, how could he pay special attention to Jiang Ping.

The long-haired monk sighed: "A few years ago, a great change occurred in the Refining God Road, it was this little guy who stirred up the mutated purple gold bear suppressed under the refining god path, so that Weishi and your noon master found that there was a flaw in the formation of suppressing the purple gold bear, in the past few years, I have concentrated on refining the formation talisman, and I just glanced at it casually, and I saw this little guy......"

"Uncle Wu, how could his old man notice such a little monk?" Zhongyuan Daoist was shocked, Uncle Wu was a Taoist who had been famous for a long time, hundreds of years earlier than Master Wu became famous, and he belonged to the senior in the sect who had nothing to ask for and concentrate on cultivation.

The long-haired monk smiled, "It's time to find out, a few years ago, your Uncle Wu noticed this little guy, but I didn't expect this little guy to progress so quickly." ”

Zhongyuan Daoist nodded, and in his divine sense, a young and slightly chubby little guy stood on the stone steps of the Divine Refining Path, "The disciple can see clearly." It's just that I don't know who this person is a disciple, and I still need the disciple to find out. ”

The long-haired monk glanced at Zhongyuan Zhenren and said, "Zhongyuan, although you haven't stepped into Yuanying, your divine sense should already be **100 miles, not far from Yuanying's thousands of miles, and the strength is not much different, you will definitely be able to see who the person in this path of refining the gods is." ”

The head of the six real people, the strength is the top group of people in the late stage of Jindan! At this moment, he called Master in front of a long-haired monk, then this person is almost a Yuanying Daoist.

Master?

In the sky above the Divine Refining Road, Senior Brother Zhongyuan, who was respectfully facing Qingle Zhenren, stood in front of a long-haired monk at this moment, and bowed: "Meet Master." ”

The Jindan real people communicated with each other, and they all guessed whose disciples they were.

Qingle Zhenren nodded, "What the elder brother said is extremely true. We only have four Yuanying Daoists in our Qingshi Gate, which is almost the smallest number in tens of thousands of years, and if one Daoist dies, it will be extremely unfavorable to us. Maybe the Golden Sword Sect and the Iron Sword Sect have not launched an attack for a long time, just waiting for the death of our Daoist Immortal of the Qingshi Gate!"

"What's so strange about this, we have dozens of Jindan real people in Qingshi Gate, but no one has been promoted to Yuanying Daoist in the past hundred years, Senior Brother Zhongyuan, as the head of the six real people, naturally has to consider the future of Qingshi Gate. Qi refining cultivators who have reached the two thousand levels in the past thousand years, except for early deaths, the worst is also the late stage of Jindan, this time Wen Jun appeared, it is strange that it does not attract the attention of the six of them!"

"Senior Brother Zhongyuan is the head of the six real people of my Qingshi Gate, I didn't expect this 'Wenjun' to attract him, it's really a strange thing. ”

Qingle and the two looked at each other, and then the two of them spoke.

Then the middle-aged man disappeared.

"I'm just here to see, you feel free. Qingle and the two heard the plain voice of the middle-aged man in their ears.

Qingle didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly stood up from the clouds, bowed to the middle-aged man, and Yuan Zhenren didn't dare to slack off and saluted.

The middle-aged man seemed to hear Qingle's voice, turned his head to look at Qingle, and nodded at Qingle.

Qingle was taken aback and muttered.

"Senior Brother Zhongyuan!"

Hearing this, Qingle Zhenren looked in the direction of Yuan Zhenren, and saw that high in the sky, a middle-aged man stood on a big yellow gourd, wearing a cyan robe, embroidering a gossip array plate on his mouth, with his hands behind his back, a snow-white floating dust in his hand, and snow-white white silk with the wind.

"Yuan Zhenren is also here, and there are crazy old men, Kang You boy, hehe, there are thirteen people!" Yuan Zhenren swept over at a glance and found many monks of the same level, and suddenly Yuan Zhenren's face showed a look of surprise, "Hey, it's him!"

Jiang Ping's strength is too weak, even if he has the potential of a Yuanying Daoist or even a god, he may not be able to become a Yuanying Daoist! Because the road to cultivating immortals is not a smooth road, and there is a possibility of breaking his wings at any time!

It's just that he doesn't want Jiang Ping to become famous all over the world because of this!

Qingle Zhenren frowned and said, "Brother don't be joking, if it's really Jiang Ping, once he is seen by so many monks, it will not be a good thing for him." He also guessed Jiang Ping in his heart, because he knew that Jiang Ping had the same physique as Wang Ming, and under Wang Ming's guidance, it was not too difficult to reach two thousand steps.

Qingle is naturally a real person of Qingle.

The crane-haired old man smiled, "Qingle, 'Wenjun' won't be your family's little apprentice Sun Jiangping, I have seen it in time, there are nearly 4,000 monks here, but there is no Jiangping little guy." ”

In the sky, an eagle-eyed old man and a crane-haired old man sat cross-legged above the clouds, and the two drank and had fun.

The Jindan bigwigs of the Qingshi Sect, including other sects, couldn't help but come here to meet this disciple with extraordinary potential, and they didn't speculate who this disciple was and whose disciple it was.

After 100, 2,100 layers.

On the ranking stone, the number after the word 'Wenjun' is still rising in a straight line.

To be precise, it's to increase the potential of the gods, not their strength!

Therefore, even if Jiang Ping demonstrated these fist techniques one by one, the other Qi Refining Cultivators would not be able to learn any skin! Otherwise, how could this simple fist technique improve the divine body?

Besides, he didn't even exert one-ten-thousandth of his true strength when he shrunk into inches!

Jiang Ping's experience in front of the Mud Pill Palace is also a kind of artistic conception, so he can practice shrinking the ground into inches. Otherwise, with a little guy who hasn't even completed the foundation building, how can he learn to shrink into inches?

To put it bluntly, this is a kind of artistic conception!

What he couldn't understand at all was that even if he showed the shrinkage into inches, even if he printed all the lines under his feet in the jade slips, and gave them to Jin Dan and even the Yuanying Dao people to practice, they would never be able to practice shrinking the ground into inches!

He found that when he shrunk into inches, the divine body at that time was in a strange environment, and learning anything would get twice the result with half the effort, and moreover, Jiang Ping's divine body was learned in front of the Mud Pill Palace, and his body was displayed outside!

He had already experienced the staircase-like environment, which was in front of the Mud Pill Palace.

Jiang Ping's vision was too low now, and he couldn't see the meaning of refining the Divine Way Sect Fist Method.

"However, if these fist techniques are memorized and taught, wouldn't everyone be able to improve their divine body?" Jiang Ping thought in his heart.

Each thousand-layer of the Divine Refining Road has a unique function, and this third thousand-layer should be these fist techniques!

Jiang Ping suddenly realized that this was not teaching boxing at all, this was improving the divine body!

"Senior Brother Zhongyuan. ”

"Senior Brother Yuanzhen. ”

Zhongyuan Zhenren and the two of them then arrived at a secret place, "Senior Brother Yuanzhen, you are older than me, and your cultivation is a little worse, but Zhongyuan is older." Senior brother does have something to look for you this time. ”