The same is true of the sonic power launched by Xiao Hei, the power of the fifth sound wave is transmitted to the fourth path, and the power in the fourth path is crushed out, forming a greater force to hit the third way, and then going down in turn, to the first way, merging the power contained in the last four paths and the power of their respective sound waves, it will cause the power of the first attack to increase by more than ten times!

"Judging by the amount of aura, Xiao Hei's stored aura is only enough for three sonic attacks, and he is in the early stage of the monk's qi refining. It seems that it has just been able to form an aura," Jiang Ping thought to himself, he just didn't understand why the donkey was able to launch such a powerful attack.

Jiang Ping could understand Xiao Hei's sonic skills, but he couldn't do it! It was like knowing that the waves formed by the superposition of the waves contained majestic power, but few people could practice this kind of exercises.

That's a problem!

Jiang Ping paused for a moment, Uncle Pan is not there?

The old man's elm-bark-like face, folds and ravines were vertical and horizontal, and he glanced at Jiang Ping with slitted eyes, and said lightly: "Senior Uncle Pan didn't return from going out yesterday and is not here, if Senior Brother has any needs, you can tell the old man directly." ”

"Excuse me, why isn't Uncle Panren Feng Pan here?" Jiang Ping said.

Then he came to the head of the secret book class, the head of the secret technique was an old man, only in the late stage of qi refining, Jiang Ping saw that his face was withered, and he looked like he was about to die, knowing that his life was approaching, and he couldn't live too long.

Jiang Ping walked back and forth in the Treasure Hall for a long time, he frowned, "Where is Uncle Pan, why didn't you see him? Could it be that something happened?"

In the treasure hall, the monks hurriedly bought the treasures they needed, hurriedly put them in the storage bags, and did not dare to hesitate, and left this place directly.

Jiang Ping did not hesitate, and left with Yuan Li in a fist, and ran directly towards the Treasure Hall.

On the wide square of the ring gate, there were many people, and all kinds of monks were mixed, but the monks of the bluestone gate accounted for the majority, and many monks entered the treasure hall and other pavilions, obviously, they were not optimistic about the situation of the seven-color gate in the future.

After a while, Jiang Ping and Yuan Li came to the sky above the ring gate.

Moreover, Jiang Ping also discovered an interesting phenomenon, the magic weapons possessed by a disciple of the Qingshi Sect like Yuan Li were not necessarily better than the scattered cultivation outside the door, whether it was Cao Jiu or his senior brother, or other late-stage monks outside, it was obviously a grade stronger than the quality and quantity of the late-stage monks of the Qingshi Sect Qi Refining Sect!

If Hongyi learned that he could give away high-level magic weapons at will, wouldn't it be obvious that he had better magic weapons? Jiang Ping would not do such a thankless task.

Jiang Ping sighed in his heart, although he didn't care about high-level magic weapons, he couldn't give them to Yuan Li.

Yuan Li saw Jiang Ping casually take out a high-level magic weapon, and did not show envy, he was just an ordinary late-stage Qi refining cultivator, and the highest magic weapon was only a middle-level magic weapon, how could he not envy Jiang Ping's high-level magic weapon.

He then took out an ordinary high-grade magic weapon from his storage bag and stepped on it.

Jiang Ping smiled slightly, his mind was clear, how could he not see what Yuan Li was thinking. Pingtou Mountain was originally close to the ring gate, so there was no need to walk together. But he had a good impression of Yuan Li and agreed to his suggestion.

"Senior brother, shall we walk together?"

Yuan Li was extremely happy to see Jiang Ping so approachable, after all, he came from an ancestral sect, and this person was a budding monk, and becoming a foundation building monk was basically a certainty, and making friends with a foundation building monk, why not do it?

"Thank you, senior brother, senior brother just has some magic weapons that need to be purchased, go to the ring gate. Jiang Ping looked immobile and nodded.

Jiang Ping thought about it for a while, and felt that the Ring Gate was a place of absolute right and wrong, and if it was not necessary, he really shouldn't come here.

"Among the Seven Color Gates, there are still three of the Seven Sects, and the other two are the Purple Stone Gate and the Huangshi Gate, these two are strong and will not be weaker than the Qingshi Gate, how can they be willing to quit the Ring Gate? ”

Jiang Ping was taken aback.

"That's not right!"

Orange Stone Gate dared to kill Ling Feiyan, the most talented person of the Qingshi Gate's foundation building generation, completely detonating the anger of the Blue Stone Gate.

Jiang Ping was shocked, he didn't expect things to develop to such a point, the orange stone gate, one of the dignified seven-colored gates, was driven out of the bluestone gate so easily! Although the ring gate is the land of the seven-color gate, it is within the scope of the bluestone gate, and the other color gates have to look up to the bluestone gate.

"The Orange Stone Gate has lost the Jindan Zhenren, only the Zhuji monks are in charge, under the authority of our Qingshi Gate monks, they collectively left the Qingshi Gate, I heard that the predecessors of our Qingshi Gate want to send other doors out of the Qingshi Gate in one fell swoop, so the ring gate is about to close, and it will be more difficult for us to buy necessary items such as the Spirit Pill Exercises. The junior brother happened to have a bottle of pills to buy, so he rushed to the ring gate. Senior brother, if you want to buy the elixir, you have to hurry up now. ”

He cleared his throat and continued: "That's the case, Ling Feiyan, the genius disciple of the Wind Buping Ancestor, was killed by Bai Qidu of the Orange Stone Gate, and the Feng Old Ancestor was furious and killed Bai Qidu on the spot, Bai Qiqi Du's master, that is, Qi Yue Zhenren, of course, refused to give up, and wanted to go to the Jiemen seniors to theorize, but he didn't know how to provoke the Feng Buping Ancestor, and the angry Feng Buping Ancestor fought with Qi Yue Zhenren on the spot, and was seriously injured, and ran away from the Qingshi Gate, where he was missing;"

"Oh, I'll just say, it's impossible that no one doesn't know about such a big thing happening in our bluestone gate. ”

Jiang Ping smiled: "Senior brother has rarely been in the door recently, so ......"

Yuan Li was slightly stunned, and then his eyes widened, "Senior Brother Jiang, you still don't know?"

"Senior Brother Yuan, what happened to so many monks who went to the Sect of Martial Arts?"

Jiang Ping is also speechless, he has a general relationship with Yuan Li's master Hongyi, and Hongyi is a master who no one looks down on, his cave place, whether it is Pingtou Mountain from Jiangping or Wang Ming's Xiaocui Mountain, is extremely far away, and there is rarely an intersection between the two systems.

Yuan Li suddenly realized, and hurriedly saluted again, "It turned out to be Senior Brother Jiang, I have heard from the master for a long time, but I have never seen Senior Brother." ”

"In Xia Jiangping, he studied under his mentor Wang Ming, and his old man should be the master of Senior Brother Yuan. Jiang Ping explained.

Jiang Ping was slightly stunned, could it be that he had changed so much?

"May I ask who this senior brother is......" Yuan Li saw that this material was not high, and wondered in his heart that this boy with a slightly chubby face looked familiar, but seeing the greenness in Jiang Ping's eyes, Yuan Li did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly bowed.

But Jiang Ping didn't know that he could recognize Yuan Li from Yuan Li when he was a child, but Yuan Li's memory at that time had been erased by Kang You Zhenren, and he didn't know Jiang Ping.

This person has seen it once, and it is in Qingle Palace. At that time, Kang You Zhenren came to the door, Hongyi called out Yuan Hui and Yuan Li, two brothers to compete with their apprentices, and lost a defeat, and later Jiang Ping overwhelmed the five Qi refining cultivators, and forced Yuan Li, who had the lowest strength, to kneel on the ground.

"Are you Yuan Li?" Jiang Ping saw that this person was white and tender, as if he was seventeen or eighteen, Tsing Yi was there, showing the long wood, and the wind was blowing between the flight of the imperial weapon, driving Tsing Yi to turn over, and the end of the wind was graceful.

Suddenly, a familiar monk appeared in Jiang Ping's eyes, who was hurriedly flying towards the ring gate, and he hurriedly flew into the air and stopped it.

"Could it be that something is fermenting?" Jiang Ping couldn't help but guess.

Jiang Ping frowned, feeling that something big had happened in his heart.

Jiang Ping left Pingtou Mountain, did not fly with a sword, but wanted to run to the foot of Jiemen Mountain. After walking for a while, many monks galloped through the air, all with hurried faces, and gathered together towards the precept gate.

He was not disappointed, but happy, took out three hundred spirit stones from the treasure house and handed them directly to the donkey, and instructed the crane not to compete with it for food. The donkey's upper lips were raised, and he grinned proudly in front of the crane, hating the crane so much that he wanted to ride it down and beat it up.

Jiang Ping wanted to learn, but he knew that if he didn't spend a lot of time, he wouldn't even be able to enter the door with this kind of attack.

Xiao Heihui's method should be a special method, even in the bluestone gate, it should be an extremely powerful exercise! Perhaps, this is thanks to the unique body of the donkey, so that such a rare attack method can be cultivated.

He is different from other monks, what ordinary late-stage Qi refining cultivators need is nothing more than magic weapons and elixirs with equal strength, but he is not, he still wants to exchange one or two low-level attack magic weapons and defense magic weapons here, Uncle Pan is not here, how to exchange it?

How could the monks in this land keep a secret for him!

If you are targeted by someone with a heart, wouldn't you put yourself in danger!