Chapter Twenty-Three: Encounters
Xuanqi Island has sixteen miniature islands, and after Lu Ping came out of Topaz Island, he flew to the east, where it is the farthest miniature island in Xuanqi Island.
This time to clear the disciples of the Xuanling Sect, the True Soul Sect occupies an absolute advantage, it can be said that there are more wolves and less meat, everyone knows that this is an opportunity to make a fortune, no one will lag behind, except for Huangyu Island, it is not that there is no island with more oil and water than Huangli Island, but when Lu Ping goes to find other islands again, I am afraid that there are only some leftovers left, it is better to go to Huangli Island to try his luck.
According to the tips on the map, this Huangli Island is one of the more desolate of the sixteen islands, and it can only be used as a Linggu base on weekdays, but fortunately, there are several places where the spiritual energy gathers here, and five acres of spiritual fields have been opened, which can ripen a stubble of Linggu every three months for 500 catties, and can also earn more than 100 spirit stones.
Lu Ping can be said to be wealthy now, but he is still reluctant to give up the meat on the legs of this mosquito.
At the time of a cup of tea, Lu Ping rushed to Huangli Island, and hurriedly swallowed a recovery pill to restore the mana in his body, in just two days, he was about to eat the recovery pill as a jelly bean, and the battle was really like a flower spirit stone!
Guarding Huang Lidao was a disciple of the eighth layer of blood refining of the Xuanling Sect, Lu Ping didn't say a word, beware of the nest is a flying sword stabbing away.
The disciple hadn't reacted to why this "fellow disciple" wanted to kill him, and in a panic, he could only roll to the side with a lazy donkey, but he was still pierced by Lu Ping's shoulder blade.
There is no suspense in the future, this Xuanling Sect disciple is seriously injured, whether it is cultivation, portable magic weapons, or wealth, he can't think of Lu Ping, and can only usher in the fate of falling.
Lu Ping's harvesting skills have been trained during this period of time, and he has really become a lot more proficient, and it only took an hour to harvest the five acres of spirit valley that were divided into seven or eight places on the island.
From the fallen disciple of the Xuanling Sect, Lu Ping did not get much gain, after all, he was only a disciple of the eighth layer of cultivation, and he was sent to this remote island to cultivate the Spirit Valley, and he was obviously a person who was not welcomed in the sect.
There were only a few dozen spirit stones in the storage bag, and there was only a low-level flying knife in the magic weapon, but unfortunately he was killed before he could use it, and Lu Ping was cheapened in vain.
Some of the pills are also ordinary, and they have the same cultivation as Lu Ping, but they actually use the Blood Purifying Pill that Lu Ping has already eliminated, but the one hundred catties of Linggu in it are okay. There were also some spiritual materials and sundries, which were not worth many spirit stones, Lu Ping was too lazy to count them, and put them in the storage bag again.
Seeing that there was only more than an hour left before dawn, Lu Ping decided to take a rest on Huangli Island, so as to recover the mana and tired spirit.
Two hours later, the sky was already bright, and the mortals on the island had already begun to manage their day's life, and they didn't know that Huang Lidao had changed their courts.
Lu Ping let out a sigh of relief, slowly retracted his strength, and felt the deeper and deeper mana in his blood, and was slightly excited in his heart, fighting is really an effective way to progress, the cultivation of the middle stage of the eighth layer has reached its peak, it seems that after the end of this mission, he can break through to the late stage.
At this time, only the "rumbling" thunder was heard in the distance, Lu Pingzheng was surprised, although the weather at sea was unpredictable, but this thunder was also strange.
Lu Ping, who had not planned to ignore it, had just been cultivating for a moment when he was interrupted by the sound of sudden hurried footsteps.
I could only hear a calm middle-aged man's voice outside: "Report to the Immortal Chief, the fishermen who went out to fish on the island were suddenly attacked by sea beasts, the nets of several fishing boats were bitten by sea beasts, and the smaller fishing boats were also knocked over, and more than a dozen fishermen have been killed in the belly of the fish, and I asked the Immortal Chief to come to the rescue." “
Lu Ping originally planned to return to Xuanqi Island immediately, not wanting to worry about this idle matter, but after thinking about it, Xuanqi Island was about to be under the rule of the True Spirit Sect, and he could also establish some reputation for his sect in advance.
Lu Ping came to the harbor with the middle-aged man, and when everyone saw that the immortal chief on the island had changed, they really didn't dare to say anything, but cheered because of his arrival.
Several fishing boats outside the harbor have sunk, many fishermen who fell into the sea have been rescued, and many have been dragged into the water by sea beasts, with a few blood-stained marks floating on the water, and a few fishing nets spilled by boats, dragged around by sea beasts, and the islanders gathered on the shore are screaming in amazement mixed with cries.
Lu Ping was panicked by the cry, and he picked up the magic boat, and rowed a white wave on the sea, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived outside the harbor, between which Lu Ping threw two flying swords and a flying knife into the sea, and the three magic weapons pierced back and forth, and the sea was suddenly stained red by the blood of the sea beast, and the corpse of a huge sea beast floated up.
Lu Ping threw a few more ice thorn talismans and golden knife talismans towards several fishing boats running around, the golden knife talisman cut the rope of the fishing net, and the ice thorn talisman pierced into the sea, bringing up a blood flower.
The fishermen on Huangli Island saw that the immortal chief made a big mistake invisible, and couldn't help but sing praises to Lu Ping loudly, and the fishermen on several rescued boats were even more grateful to Lu Ping, which made Lu Ping at a loss for a while.
Lu Ping had the heart to exalt the prestige of the True Spirit Sect, and shouted loudly: "I am a disciple of the True Spirit Sect, from today onwards, Huang Lidao will be under the rule of the True Spirit Sect, and this sect will naturally protect the people on the island." “
The islanders were not dissatisfied with the change of court, but responded in unison.
At this time, there was another muffled thunder in the distance, and Lu Ping realized that it was not thunder before, I am afraid that someone is fighting the law, and these sea beasts are probably also frightened by the fighting method, and they fled in all directions, and the fishermen of Huangli Island suffered from the fish in the pond.
Lu Ping had a stirring spirit in his mind, who else could fight at this time, so he hurriedly used a sound amplification technique and shouted to the fishing boat outside the harbor: "Return to the fishing port quickly, everyone on the island will go home, be careful of trouble!"
Where did everyone dare to question Lu Ping, they returned one after another, just after the evacuation of everyone on the island, a blood light in the distance flew rapidly in the direction of Huang Li Island, and after the blood light, a light chased closely.
Before getting closer, Lu Ping found that the monk in the blood light was Zhang Zhihe, who had escaped before, and there was also a shout from the retreat behind him: "It's Master Lu's nephew in front, quickly block the remnants of the 'Fellow Initiate Alliance'!"
It is Du Zichao Immortal.
Lu Ping felt bitter in his heart, that Zhang Zhihe was a master in the early stage of hemolysis, although he was hit hard, but he was not something that a monk of the eighth layer of blood refining could resist.
Fight, it's a big deal to be seriously injured once, as long as you can resist it a little, Du Xianchang behind can come back.
Seeing that the blood light was getting closer and closer to him, Lu Ping raised his right hand, and an iron seal flew up, turned in the wind, swelled to the size of several zhang, and smashed it against the flying blood light.
At the same time, a bronze mirror floated above Lu Ping's head, and at the same time, his left hand only had time to slap out a palm of the best Vajra blood talisman, and he heard the blood light not far away in the "Initiate Alliance" Alliance advocate Zhihe shouted angrily: "Look for death!"
An unstoppable surge of mana surged in, knocking the "landslide" backwards, the brilliance of the bronze mirror on his head flickered and dimmed, and the golden light flashed with the vajra talisman instantly became transparent, Lu Ping's chest was stuffy for a while, and the mana in his body couldn't be lifted for a while, and he took several steps back before relieving himself.