"Soul Fixing Pill, even if it costs 10,000 spirit stones, I will get you!"

Jiang Ping was secretly ruthless in his heart, the humiliation brought to him by the high-ranking monk made him breathless, even when he was the weakest in Cheng'an County, he had never been bullied like this.

Jiang Ping realized the humiliated state of mind of his junior brother Jiang Tong at this time, and he was impatient in his heart to need strong strength!

After building the foundation, it can be cultivated further, whether it is fire and thunder or exorcism, flying needles will rise to a level, especially shrinking the ground into inches, it should have a greater progress, maybe one step after building the foundation is a hundred miles!

This thought flashed in Jiang Ping's mind, but the seed of longing for power had been planted.

"Changmei, you come to encircle, I'll attack!" The black-clothed monk shouted loudly, driving the trapped immortal suo towards Jiang Ping, and his hand was not idle, and he quickly waved out the trick, and nearly three hundred golden talismans with the word 'sleepy' were connected together and turned into a golden wall.

Jiang Ping's eyes burned, the blood in his heart surged, and the inner mansion that was injured by the sound wave gong was faintly painful, Jiang Ping's heart turned quickly, and he went one step further to build the foundation, after building the foundation, even if the monks in the later stage of the foundation building could no longer pose a fatal threat to me, I couldn't escape!

"Then there's a treasure I won't need!"

A rabbit-shaped spirit talisman appeared in Jiang Ping's hand, "When the ancestor gave me this talisman treasure, it was given before I was about to leave the bluestone gate, and I have never used it so far, even if I was forced by Jian Xuzi." Once I've built the foundation, I'll have fewer chances to use it again, so let's do it this time!"

Qingle Zhenren gave three treasures when Jiang Ping went down the mountain, one was two life-saving pills, even if he only had one pill left, he could save his life;

The second is this rabbit-shaped spirit rune, which is a kind of magic weapon, also known as a rune treasure, only needs to input the aura, it can form a protective cover, protect people in it, and even in the later stage of foundation building, it can block a stick of incense;

The third treasure is a bit special, just a video left by Qingle Zhenren, mainly used to warn the enemy.

The two foundation building monks in front of them looked like they were sent by someone, and a warning from Qingle Zhenren obviously didn't have much effect, and it was a waste of treasure to use it.

The attack of the two was coming, Jiang Ping no longer hesitated, and hurriedly entered the aura in the rabbit-shaped spirit rune, and suddenly, Jiang Ping felt that the rabbit-shaped spirit rune burst out with a strong aura, and this aura slowly formed a protective shield, like a transparent egg enveloping itself, from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, one by one, without a gap.

He couldn't help but touch the protective shield, only to feel that the protective shield was unusually strong and had a trace of flexibility and toughness.

"Can this really block the attack of the late stage of foundation building?" Jiang Ping was still apprehensive, after all, he had been attacked by the middle stage of the foundation building monk, and his attack power was not comparable to that of the late stage of qi refining.

He clearly didn't have much confidence in the shield.

Qingle Palace of Qingshi Gate, in the pavilion by the Jade Lake, Qingle real people and Kangyou real people drink.

"Qingle, brother, is your eldest disciple still wandering outside and hasn't returned?" Kang You Zhenren drank all the wine in his cup and asked with a smile.

Qingle Zhenren's two eagle eyes smiled, and there was a bit of smugness in his expression.

"He set up a formation to trap a Jindan real person, and used the formation to urge the Yuan Fire in the body to be incinerate, it seems that he wants to refine the medicine primer of the Qinglong Pill, this is a feat, how can the master urge the disciple to come back. ”

Kang You Zhenren suddenly moved, he knew that Wang Ming was fighting with a Jindan real person outside, but he didn't know who it was, and he didn't know that Wang Ming actually trapped the other party in alchemy.

Trapping alchemy and killing in one fell swoop are different concepts, it is easy to kill, trapping alchemy, there is no great courage, there is no high enough strength, how can a monk in the late stage of foundation building dare to fight the idea of a Jindan real person!

If Wang Ming succeeds, Wang Ming's name will definitely shake the Qingshi Gate's 100,000-mile radius of the immortal cultivation sect!

"What's the matter, your eldest disciple is back?" Qingle Zhenren poured a glass of wine for Kang You Zhenren and asked with a smile.

"Tilapia?"

Kang You Zhenren was a little depressed when he thought of his disciple, this apprentice not only had an unreliable name, but also did things unbelievably, who was not good at learning, he had to learn from Wang Ming, he wanted to provoke Jindan Zhenren, and then he was chased and killed by Jindan Zhenren, escaped from his hands, and obtained the 'good name' that could escape from the hands of Jindan monks!

"It's good that guy can come back alive, if you hear that Wang Ming trapped Jindan Zhenren Alchemy, who knows what he can learn!"

Seeing Kang Youzhen's anger, Qingle Zhenren wanted to laugh, tilapia has been aiming at Wang Ming for a hundred years, and it is also famous, but he is just on the verge of life and death with Wang Ming, which really makes Kang You Zhenren unhappy.

Suddenly, Qingle Zhenren felt a shock in his heart, and vaguely felt that there was a faint picture, Jiang Ping was standing in a transparent cover, and two monks were attacking wildly around the cover. Sissy

"It's not good, Jiang Ping!" Qingle Zhenren snorted, and before he had time to explain to Kang You Zhenren, with a wave of his big hand, a Dapeng bird with a black and gold back and two burnt yellow wings flew out.

"Whew!"

A loud birdsong resounded in the sky, Qingle Zhenren instantly got on the back of the golden-winged Dapeng, and ten middle-grade spirit stones were taken out and buckled on the back of the golden-winged Dapeng bird, and under the urging, the golden-winged Dapeng bird flew into the air with a roar, and then disappeared.

The Zhuji monk, who was in charge of the guard patrol of the bluestone gate, was shocked when he saw a golden roc flying out of the door, and pulled off a handful of his beard, and his heart calmed down after remembering that it was the mount of Qingle Zhenren.

"Master, that big bird......" A young monk who was on his patrol pointed to the sky, his mouth wide open.

"What a big bird, that's the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, it's the mount of Qingle Palace Qingle Zhenren, that's a spiritual weapon!"

"Spirit weapon, what is a spirit weapon?" The little monk didn't understand, although the monk next to him was a few years older than him, he obviously didn't know what a spirit weapon was.

"Do you know the magic weapon?"

"You know, we're using a magic weapon in our hands. ”

"What about the artifact?"

"Of course, there is a magic weapon on top of the magic weapon. ”

"What about the magic weapon?"

The two young monks scratched their heads, looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Above the magic weapon is a spiritual weapon! I heard the senior brother in the door say that Qingle Zhenren is the most powerful master of our bluestone sect refining weapon, and his golden-winged Dapeng bird is the proud work of his old man, and it is said to be a high-level spiritual weapon or even a superb spiritual weapon!"

"Superb Spiritual Weapon?" The two little monks' minds almost couldn't turn, "Low-level magic weapon, intermediate-level, high-level, superb, low-level magic weapon, intermediate-level, high-level, superlative, low-level spiritual weapon, middle-level spiritual weapon, high-level spiritual weapon, supreme spiritual weapon......"

The young monk counted on his fingers, then opened his mouth and looked at the middle-level magic weapon in his hand, "Master, my best magic weapon is eight or nine orders lower than others......

The bearded man rolled his eyes speechlessly, a Qi refining cultivator and Jindan real person compared weapons, and it can be regarded as the only one in the bluestone sect.

The stunned Kang You Zhenren was almost choked by the wine, and hurriedly wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, and when he saw that no one saw it, he thought: "Jiang Ping? Isn't he Wang Ming's little apprentice? Could it be that something happened to him? No, the real person has to go and see, in case he can help! Qingle This guy, the speed is too fast, he can't catch up, so he can only chase along the breath left by the golden-winged Dapeng bird, but fortunately, Qingle Zhenren is in a hurry, and the breath has not been erased. ”

......

At the foot of Funiu Mountain.

The black-clothed monk and the long eyebrows were holding sharp weapons in their hands, frantically slashing at the body shield formed by the rabbit-shaped spirit rune.

Jiang Ping was worried in his heart, under such a crazy attack by the two foundation building monks, could this light mask still last for a stick of incense......?

Jiang Ping's heart was anxious, but the black-clothed monk and Changmei were even more anxious.

Changmei held a Pu knife magic weapon and slashed out, forming ripples on the body shield, unloading the force of the Pu knife, but Changmei's Pu knife and rabbit-shaped spirit runes are both magic weapon levels, and under such a crazy attack, it is inevitable that it will not be broken for a long time.

Changmei was also impatient in his heart, and said to the black-clothed monk: "Senior Brother Liu, it's not okay to attack like this, look at this body shield, not even two layers of spiritual energy have been consumed, my mana has been consumed by nearly half, if the attack continues like this, the body shield is not broken, and our mana will be exhausted!"

"Senior Brother has already informed Senior Brother Mengjing to come, and we only need to support them for a while. Senior Brother Liu was irritable in his heart, and couldn't help but shout softly.

"Why? Jiang Ping is already in the bag, why does Senior Brother call others to get a piece of the pie!"

Changmei was furious, Jiang Ping was already covered in it, and it only took some time to break through the body shield to take it down, as long as Jiang Ping was handed over to Li Mubai, the two of them would have the opportunity to get the highest reward.

Senior Brother Liu smiled, squinted at Monk Changmei, and said mockingly: "Senior Brother Changmei, do you really want to be the personal disciple of Purple Wind Ancestor?"