Needless to say, Meng Yan had a deep resentment towards him and had inherited an extraordinary puppetry skill. Chen Ping would never let him grow up.

Moreover, Chen Ping also coveted his puppet skills.

Puppetry is a relatively partial cultivation art.

In his previous life, he was addicted to alchemy, so he never collected the secret techniques of the puppets.

Puppetry has extremely strict requirements on the strength of the monk's spiritual consciousness.

The more powerful the consciousness, the more puppets with higher levels can be controlled.

In the past life of Tianyan Continent, there was a senior Nascent Soul who specialized in puppetry.

He once controlled hundreds of fourth-level puppets and achieved an astonishing record of wiping out an alien tribe by one person.

After this battle, all the cultivators saw the boundless power of the high-level puppets, including Chen Ping, who was also fascinated by it.

And the power of his soul in this life is far higher than that of the same level. If he practices the puppetry technique, he will definitely have some achievements.

In addition, although Chen Wei, who is from the same clan, has no enmity with him, unfortunately, the mistake is that he is Chen Jinsong's biological eldest brother.

When Chen Ping purges his family in the future, the first one he will suppress is the third elder Chen Xingchao.

As for the monk in white shirt and Li Miaoqi, it was purely because of the fire at the city gate that affected Chiyu.

No matter who the helper Chen Wei pulls is, Chen Ping has no intention of showing mercy.

"This is fellow Taoist Kunyankun."

Chen Wei pointed at the white-shirted monk and introduced to Chen Ping: "His master is a well-known casual cultivator in the city. Famous teachers produce great disciples, and the strength of Daoist Kun is definitely not inferior to yours, Brother Ping."

"Kun has met Taoist fellow Taoist Chen Ping."

Kun Yan seemed to be very humble. He first raised his hand to Chen Ping and said, "On the way, I heard shopkeeper Chen mention that when you are at the eighth level of Qi training, fellow Taoist, you can defeat the lower level and the higher level, and defeat the monks at the ninth level of Qi training. Kun

I’m ashamed of myself!”

"To kill the group of tiger sharks at night, I hope fellow Taoists can do more."

"It's easy to say, Wei Ge is a member of my race, and his affairs are my affairs."

Chen Ping cupped his fists, smiled, and said obligingly.

"Thank you, Brother Ping."

Chen Wei patted Chen Ping on the shoulder with great satisfaction.

Everyone else seemed to know each other, so he didn't introduce them again.

There were five people in the group. Except for Chen Wei, who was at the eighth level of Qi training, the other four were all at the ninth level of Qi training.

"Friend Daoist Lu, we are about to leave now. You should be able to reveal the exact location of the bloodthirsty tiger shark group, right?"

Kun Yan couldn't help the doubts in his heart, looked at Meng Yan and asked.

"It's not far. It's about more than three thousand miles away from Jinrui Island."

Meng Yan said in a cold voice.

Seeing that he was tight-lipped about the location of his trip, Kun Yan felt displeased and said with a gloomy face: "If fellow Taoist believers don't believe me, then it's okay not to go on this trip."

"Well, harmony brings wealth. Fellow Daoist Kun, you and Chen have been acquaintances for many years. For Chen's sake, please bear with me."

As a middleman, Chen Wei couldn't help but feel a headache.

This Lu Yan had an eccentric and unsociable personality, so he tried his best to fawn over him and finally managed to get close to him.

As for trust?

It's still very early to get to that point.

To be honest, Lu Yan is very tight-lipped, and even he only knows the approximate location of the tiger shark group.

"Hehe, Kun is not here to be angry, he is just a puppet master who has practiced some fur skills, since..."

Kun Yan smiled coldly and was about to say something sarcastic, but Meng Yan suddenly interrupted: "In addition to the reward promised by shopkeeper Chen, Lu will give each of you an additional two hundred spiritual stones."

"Oh? Fellow Taoist is so generous, so let's do what you want."

Kun Yan swallowed the words immediately as they reached his lips.

Kill a group of first-level tiger sharks and earn three hundred spirit stones in one trip.

This is a good job that is not dangerous and pays well, so it seems that it doesn't hurt to be a little angry with the employer.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Lu is so generous!"

Chen Wei glanced at the ferry and said angrily: "The spirit boat is here. Let's board the boat first, otherwise we will have to wait another four hours for the next trip."

"Let's go."

Meng Yan said in his mouth, but when he saw his figure suddenly stopped, he looked at Chen Ping as if subconsciously, and then quickly looked away.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, what's wrong?"

Chen Wei turned back and asked strangely.

"not going."

Meng Yan's answer left everyone speechless.

At this time, the group of people all stopped, waiting for his explanation.

Kun Yan, in particular, glared at him furiously, as if he would draw a sword at him if they disagreed.

"Brother Lu, why?"

Li Miaoqi put her hand softly on Meng Yan's chest and said in confusion.

"I'm sorry, Lu suddenly felt severe pain in his meridians. I'm afraid it's because his realm hasn't been stabilized yet."

"Therefore, this demon hunting operation is temporarily cancelled. This is a compensation for everyone."

After speaking, Meng Yan took a bunch of spiritual stones from his storage bag and gave one hundred to each of the people. Then he pushed Li Miaoqi away mercilessly and galloped away in one direction.

"you!"

Li Miaoqi pointed at his back, eyes widening.

During this period of time, this person was fascinated by her charming body, but his behavior just now seemed like a different person.

"What the hell is he doing?"

Chen Ping's eyes shrank. Could it be that Meng Yan discovered that he was actually Lu Yu?

No, this possibility is too small.

If this was the case, Meng Yan would stay away from him from the beginning instead of suddenly changing his mind when he was about to board the ship.

However, the look of horror in Meng Yan's look at him that moment before could not be faked.

The crux should still be with him.

"Brother Wei, I'll leave first too."

Chen Ping said hello, turned his spiritual power on his feet, and turned back towards the original road.

"Okay, Brother Ping must come to Guangfu Pavilion to chat with me when you are free in the future."

The initiators had all left, and Chen Wei couldn't keep him, so he said enthusiastically.

"Will do."

When the outline of the ferry disappeared from his sight, Chen Ping immediately used the crape myrtle breathing technique and chased after Meng Yan in the direction he left.

After running for more than ten miles, a blurry figure appeared in his sight again.

It was Meng Yan who took the first step.

"Something weird."

Five hundred feet away, Chen Ping used his spiritual consciousness to its limit, hanging him from a distance.

I saw Meng Yan walking on the main road as if he had expected someone to follow him in advance.

I would even rather take a detour than take the less traveled path.

After scanning the passers-by who appeared around him from time to time, Chen Ping had no choice but to suppress his overwhelming murderous intention.

An hour later, Meng Yan entered Jinrui City through interrogation.

Then, in front of an alley archway in the mortal area, a very powerful power of spiritual consciousness suddenly rose from his body, blocking Chen Ping's prying eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Meng Yan dived into the alley and completely lost his whereabouts.

"Equivalent to the spiritual power of a late-stage foundation-building monk!"
Chapter completed!