The blade was cold and piercing, sinking straight into the depths of Cao Rui's lower abdomen, and the tip of the knife violently touched the Jin Dan that was running wildly, only to feel that the sound in the body exploded as if something was broken, and the Jin Dan, which was originally unable to swell, was like a balloon that had been punctured, and the endless essence mana and the violent aura rushed towards the short knife like crazy. Grabbing Gan Ping's arm, Cao Rui opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief.

For the last move of the Jindan monk, the self-detonation of the Jindan and the death of the enemy, other people may be afraid, but Gan Ping, who has the killing weapon of the Blood Transformation Divine Knife, has no worries at all. Just let this Cao Rui absorb the aura to urge Jin Dan, precisely to dash his hopes at the moment when he was most proud, killing people and punishing his heart, nothing more. In an instant, the violent True Yuan mana in Cao Rui's body was absorbed by the Blood Transformation Divine Knife, and Gan Ping could already clearly feel that the sleeping sword spirit trembled slightly, obviously one step closer to waking up.

The sky was full of black ash and falling, how could Cao Rui, who had lost his true yuan, resist the scorching of the flames, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a handful of flying ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth. Gan Ping was smiling and carrying a gorgeous belt and a handkerchief, looking at Xuan Zheng who was flying slowly with an embarrassed face. Xuan Zheng's face was full of embarrassment, but in his heart he was even more shocked by Gan Ping's strength, this Jin Dan self-explosion can be suppressed, such a means, I'm afraid that only the master of the Yuan Shen realm can do it, right?

The self-explosion of the Jindan master is to explode the whole body mana condensed for hundreds of years, not to mention that this Gan Ping also allowed that Cao Rui to absorb the aura, and even pushed the power of this self-explosion several layers, no wonder this Xuanzheng fled in the wilderness, this level of self-explosion, even the Yuanying monk has to retreat. The strength of this immortal cultivation realm is respected, although there are restrictions of various sects, but if you go to a remote place, it is not a strange thing to be attacked and killed.

The reason why every disciple desperately wants to achieve the golden pill, in addition to the skyrocketing cultivation, the main reason is that life and death can be in their own hands. Even if it was a Yuanying monk, he could kill Brother Jindan, but he didn't dare to force it too hard, otherwise if he forced Jindan to blow himself up, it would be more than worth the loss. Therefore, only when Jindan is achieved can it be considered truly independent, otherwise all below Jindan are ants.

This Xuanzheng has been practicing for more than 100 years, and he can be regarded as a high-level liquid, but he is also a person with extraordinary qualifications, and he was assigned to this Ma family to bless a group of ordinary people, and naturally there will be resentment in his heart. Gan Ping can see this, but he has killed two Jin Dan Liwei now, which can be regarded as a wake-up call for him, not because he is dissatisfied with him turning a blind eye to Ma Jiaji, but because he is a little disgusted with this Xuanzheng's indifference between public and private. actually confuses personal likes and dislikes with tasks, even if such a person cultivates to a high level, a Dao heart can't control it, and Gan Ping doesn't bother to care about it anymore.

Looking at Xuan Zheng, who looked cowering, Gan Ping didn't say anything, after killing people and establishing power, he was trying to win people's hearts. This Cao Rui is poor enough, the dignified Jindan monk, there are only dozens of spirit stones in the storage belt, and some pills, as for the magic weapon and the like, in addition to a four-grade flying sword, there are only these five square handkerchiefs left. Gan Ping casually threw the handkerchief into the ring, and threw the storage belt into the stunned Xuan Zheng's arms.

"This, Senior Brother Gan..." Xuan Zheng's face was flushed with shame, and he wanted to return it but was a little reluctant, and stood there in a daze. Speaking of which, Xuanzheng's age is older than Gan Ping, and his entry is earlier than Gan Ping, so it stands to reason that Gan Ping should call this Xuanzheng a senior brother. But who made this Gan Ping's cultivation a cut above Xuanzheng? Moreover, this Gan Ping is the personal disciple of the Earth Fire Temple, the apprentice of the Boundless Son, and in terms of seniority, he is already the same as Master Xuanzheng, so this senior brother's call is not wronged.

Smiling slightly, Gan Ping didn't pay attention to Xuan Zheng's embarrassed look, "These days, I've worked hard for my junior brother to bother, it's just a trophy, you and I get it together, so don't shirk..." If it were someone else, Gan Ping might not be able to call this junior brother, but he really despised this Xuanzheng, since he opened his mouth to call him senior brother, then he would be disrespectful.

Now that he has shown his strength to deter him, it is time to lure him to his advantage, only in this way will this kind of person help him protect Ma Jiaji with peace of mind. At present, the sect is in a war, and the sect will not be able to replace this Xuanzheng, so Gan Ping can only make this decision.

With this Cao Rui being killed, this time the turmoil also subsided, and the city lord of Xiaoyue City, Yuan Zhigan Ping, actually killed the two immortal chiefs with a gesture, this kind of means, this kind of power is really not to provoke, so he can only pinch his nose and grovel back, and promise Gan Ping by the way that as long as he is in any day, this Majiabao will never pay taxes. After all, although this money is good, it also needs to be spent on life.

Of course, Gan Ping, who showed all the means, was naturally interrogated by the old dock and Mr. Zhang, and when he learned that Ma Ling'er would wake up in another year, and like Gan Ping, he worshiped under the Miaocheng Sect, and Ma Zhang couldn't help crying with joy and crying bitterly. In the past two years, although she didn't say anything, she was worried about the safety of these two children all the time, and how many times she woke up from nightmares and burst into tears.

And what made Gan Ping even more shocked was that Li Erniang turned out to be his own teacher, this change caught Gan Ping off guard, I didn't expect Mr. Zhang to be able to marry a beautiful wife in his arms, teaching calligraphy and writing, and occasionally adding fragrance to red sleeves, which is also an elegant thing. In addition, Gan Ping's idea of moving Ma Jiaji into Zihua Immortal Mansion was rejected by Lao Ma Tou. After all, it is difficult to leave the homeland, and this Majiabao is living a prosperous life, but he doesn't want to move.

I didn't expect my wishful thinking to be in vain, but Gan Ping didn't care too much, as long as these relatives lived a comfortable and happy life, then they woke up, why did they have to force it? In fact, the shrewd old horse head also had his own ideas, and he also saw that Gan Ping was fighting with those two people, although this immortal and the like could be worshipped, but it was still inappropriate to get closer. After all, when he went to the Zihua Immortal Mansion, Gan Ping couldn't be by his side every day, there were immortals everywhere, and he was a little common man, what did he go there for?

That night, Mr. Zhang and the old horse head got drunk, the whole Ma Jiaji fell into a carnival, exempt from all taxes, this is something that I never dared to think of before, now Majiabao, the blades produced have been well-known far and wide, if there is no tax exploitation, it is really a source of money. Under the leadership of Huo'er, an unscrupulous little drunkard, Mr. Zhang and the old horse head were completely drunk.

This little thing storage bracelet is loaded with the fine wine collected along the way, and the superb monkey wine. In the night, Xuan Zheng leaned obliquely on the top of the tallest building in Majiaji, sipping the wind pear wine in his hand without taking a sip, and his eyes flickered at the carnival crowd below. When he saw Gan Ping secretly crushing several elixirs and throwing them into the huge wine urn, a rather strange look flashed in his eyes.

This Gan Ping's cultivation is indeed extremely high, and he is talented, but he can't break this love word. How many years, I have cultivated immortals and even forgot my original name, and when I was sighing, a small green jade gourd flew in front of me, Xuan Zheng fished it out, and the aroma of monkey wine came to my face, and it was also mixed with several kinds of elixir, which was full of spiritual power. Gan Ping smiled at Xuan Zheng, turned around and walked back into the house, leaving only Xuan Zheng, who was alone, looking at the carnival crowd below, tasting the best monkey wine, and having a long talk, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

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