The vast open space of the Refining God Road was full of monks at this moment, and the topic of discussion was inseparable from the word 'Wenjun', and even the seniors who could enter the two thousand steps in a thousand years or ten thousand years.

No one noticed, and a little monk slowly flew down from the ring gate, with a slightly chubby face and a hint of a smile, and passed through the crowd.

Of course, this person is Jiang Ping, he came out of Zhongyuan Zhenren, and according to Zhongyuan Zhenren's instructions, he came here to fish in troubled waters and clear his suspicions.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, and a red name came into view on the top of the ranking stone.

"Wenjun!2809!"

Jiang Ping exclaimed in surprise, and almost fell to the ground with a stumble under his feet.

A monk next to him hurriedly helped him, and said with a smile: "This senior brother just came, let me tell you, this guy named 'Wenjun' has been popular all over our bluestone gate for more than a year, let me tell you so......"

"I said Lao Jin, how did you catch a senior brother and tell me about the brilliant achievements of 'Wen Jun', do you really know Wen Jun?"

The monk with the broken arm beside 'Old Jin' smiled and made fun of Old Jin.

Lao Jin glared, and scolded with a smile: "If I know Wen Jun, it would be good, sooner or later, such a god can cast Jin Dan and even become a Yuanying Daoist, if my Lao Jin can climb the relationship, let you envy it!"

It's hard for everyone to refute this, the potential of 'Wenjun' is there, as long as there is no accident, it is not a problem to become a real person in Jindan, as for Yuanying Daoist, it depends on personal chance.

Seeing everyone's comments, Jiang Ping's eyes immediately lit up, laughed, and laughed loudly: "This senior brother is right, such a powerful young man, I, Jiang Ping, must hold my thighs, if he is male, I will worship him as a brother, if it is a fairy, I will definitely become a double cultivation immortal with him!"

Jiang Ping's voice was not small, and he deliberately attracted everyone's attention.

But what he saw just now was 'Wen Jun' and the number of 2089 steps behind him, which really shocked him!

Of course, it wasn't because the number of steps shocked him, but because he had already come down from the path of refining gods, and the name of 'Wen Jun' was still on the ranking stone!

You must know that the ranking stone only records the monks who are climbing on the path of refining the gods, and once the monk withdraws, his name disappears from the ranking stone, which is a phenomenon recognized by everyone.

"Zhongyuan Zhenren is really powerful, and he was able to keep the name of 'Wenjun' on the ranking stone. Jiang Ping was amazed in his heart, with a look of admiration on his face.

He didn't know that it was not Zhongyuan Zhenren who robbed him, but Meng Bai, who was a Yuanying Daoist! Only Yuanying Daoist could break through the shackles of the iron chain prohibition on the path of refining gods.

Otherwise, even if Zhongyuan Zhenren has such a strong strength, he can only be seen, but it is impossible to take Jiang Ping away.

It was also Meng Bai Dao who trapped the Divine Refining Stone in Jiang Ping's hand with great mana at the two thousand eight hundred and ninth order.

The other monks scoffed at him.

But one of them recognized him, suddenly smiled, and asked loudly: "Jiang Ping, your master is also a strange person who has ascended the two thousand four hundred and ninety-ninth steps, and as his disciple, you don't know how many steps you have climbed?"

The voice came from the crowd in the distance, and Jiang Ping swept over when he heard the words, and it took a hundred people to see the appearance of this person.

"Hou Yueming!"

Jiang Ping's originally relaxed expression immediately sank.

"Why did he come out, didn't Leng Yun say that he and Jiang Tianming were grounded?"

Jiang Ping was thinking about it, but countless eyes looked at him. Obviously, the name of 'strange people' is also like thunder, even young people, after a long time here, they know who the monk who has ascended to the two thousand four hundred and ninety-ninth steps is.

"Wang Ming's apprentice, shouldn't it be too bad?"

"How can you say that it is bad, in the Divine Refining Road, people have won many spirit stones!"

"What's going on, why does my brother think I don't know a lot of things. ”

"More than ten years ago, Master Wang Ming had two novice disciples, one of which was ......" Immediately, the monk who knew Jiang Ping's deeds began to tell Jiang Ping's 'great achievements', and everyone was amazed that a ten-year-old little guy could win 8,000 spirit stones!

He is worthy of being a disciple of a strange man.

Although Jiang Ping doubted Hou Yueming in his heart, he was a little happy in his heart, his name was completely publicized through Hou Yueming's voice, and no one would suspect that 'Wenjun' was himself!

A path flashed out of the crowd, and Hou Yueming walked slowly over with a young man in brocade clothes, looking quite proud. The face of the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks was arrogant and awe-inspiring, and many Qi Refining Cultivators couldn't help but be a little afraid of it.

"Budding Monk!" a Qi Refining Cultivator exclaimed in a low voice. Keyuan

Jiang Ping looked at Hou Yueming and the tall and handsome young man, and was very shocked in his heart.

"This Hou Yueming and this person turned out to be budding monks, could it be that he passed on the Yin Qi Transformation Essence Recipe to this person?" Jiang Ping's heart was full of anger, and he couldn't wait to grab Hou Yueming's clothes and force him to ask clearly.

"How long have I been on the Divine Cultivation Path, is this exercise already uncontrollable?"

What Jiang Ping lacks most is time, even if he is given another year, once he breaks through the foundation building period, he can kill the Quartet and get rid of these scourges!

"Hehe, I can't imagine it, Hou Ye is also a budding monk now. It's no worse than you have a clever master!Hey, how do I think you're a little familiar......"

Hou Yueming and the young man in brocade came to Jiang Ping's side, with their toes high, but they noticed that Jiang Ping's aura was a little strange, as if they had seen it somewhere recently.

Of course, Jiang Ping knew why he thought so.

He and Hou Yueming actually didn't have many opportunities to meet, and when he gambled back then, this person lost a lot, but he was so small that he hated him to the core.

I saw it again in the Treasure Hall, Hou Yueming was in charge of the elixir, so he had some trouble with him, until Panrenfeng appeared, and the matter was resolved.

And Hou Yueming is also the first monk to spread the "Yin Qi Transformation Essence", he is the root cause of this basket!

"Senior brother, is this the genius disciple you mentioned?" The brocade-clothed young man glanced at Jiang Ping and smiled, "This is not very good, it is also a budding monk, and it is not much stronger than us." ”

Hou Yueming nodded hurriedly and said flatteringly: "Of course, he is just a little monk from a ravine, you are the son of Master Jingqian, how can he compare with you?"

"Jiang Ping's strength is low, it really can't be compared with the two, presumably the two of them can climb extremely high on the Divine Refining Road, I don't know how many steps the two have reached?" Jiang Ping lowered his posture very low, not caring about the sarcasm in the words of the two.

The two of them were stunned when they heard this, and their faces suddenly did not look good. Then he left a few words to Jiang Ping and left in a gloomy manner.

Jiang Ping looked at the backs of the two of them leaving thoughtfully, and had a judgment in his heart.

Immortal cultivators are also human beings, and they also have seven emotions and six desires, and they like the feeling of being noticed, like Hou Yueming and others, there are many immortal cultivators in the world, and everyone is not surprised, but Hou Yueming's words have made many people interested in Jiang Ping.

"Senior brother!"

Jiang Ping suddenly heard a familiar call, and then saw Jiang Tong coming over. Jiang Ping saw that he was almost exposed in front of everyone, and his name was left, so he wanted to leave with Jiang Tong.

"It's gone!" shouted a monk.

"Nothing, fuss. "This is the voice of a monk surnamed Kim.

"Wen Jun's name is gone!"

"Wen Jun...... Gone?" the monks were stunned.

For a while, I don't know how many divine senses swept over the ranking stone, only to see that the red name of 'Wenjun' on the ranking stone had disappeared, and the stone was empty, and there was not a single name.

"Look at the Divine Refining Path! I should be sent out immediately!"

It wasn't just someone who shouted, shifting everyone's attention to the open space in front of the Divine Refining Road.

Jiang Ping was funny, but he couldn't be too different and didn't look at it, so he had to follow everyone to watch it.

"Senior brother, why didn't Wen Jun show up?" Jiang Tong was also very curious, Jiang Ping didn't tell him the secret.

"Maybe people don't want to come out. ”

"Nonsense, the path of refining the gods throws people out, and it doesn't matter if they like it or not! There are a lot of people who are thrown out!" Some monks immediately refuted, and many monks agreed.

However, after waiting for a long time, no one came out, and many monks looked at each other dumbfounded.

Jiang Ping and the others were not easy to leave at this time, for fear of attracting the attention of others, and when the monks slowly dispersed, Jiang Ping and Jiang Tong left the Refining God Mountain together.

Pingtou Cave House.

Jiang Ping asked, "Senior brother, how are you cultivating now?"

Jiang Tong hesitated for a moment, and slowly replied: "Senior brother, I can only climb to more than 1,243 layers on the Divine Refining Path, and it has been nearly a month, and I still can't break through the next layer." ”

Jiang Ping frowned, a little surprised. He has already given the improved version of the 'Little Yuan Qi Pill' to Jiang Tong, why is Jiang Tong's performance still so poor.