"Hey, a generous and upright Yuan Dan realm monk?"

Chen Ping sneered secretly, but his expression did not change at all.

Generally speaking, temperament is greatly affected by the level of cultivation.

The higher the realm, the more mature the mind.

Over the years, after witnessing too many life and death separations, a sincere heart will gradually become indifferent.

Moreover, the journey of cultivation has been rough and turbulent, and most of the monks who can reach the Yuan Dan stage are decisive and self-interested people.

Chen Ping admitted without hesitation that he himself is also a very representative member of the group.

However, the immortal path of incarnation of great power is open to all living beings. As long as you follow your true heart and avoid the invasion of external demons, the appearance of any individual is not important.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, please reply quickly. I can't keep senior class waiting for a long time."

Seeing Chen Ping's hesitation, Shangguan Jin frowned and said impatiently.

Inviting one more person to participate in killing monsters would make it safer. He had no other ideas for the time being.

"Fellow Taoist Shangguan, don't forget to give priority to building a spiritual weapon for Ye afterward."

Chen Ping pursed his lips and said calmly.

He would definitely fight for the third-level Dark Sky Golden Rose Spider.

So what if Ban Tiande got there first? Strength is king in the world of cultivation.

Secondly, Chen Ping was also more interested in the high-grade spiritual taboo refined by this person.

The art of spirit ban creation is one of the main branches of the formation method.

The formation master may not necessarily be proficient in the spiritual forbidden art, but the spiritual forbidden master must be familiar with the evolution of the formation.

Chen Ping had never heard of Ban Tiande's name.

But for this person to be so highly regarded by the top management of the Yehuo Alliance, he must have real great abilities.

The Five Elements Pure Yang Sword still has a middle-grade Immortal Rock Forbidden sealed inside it, which has minimally improved its power.

The spiritual tools used by Jindan monks are often entered into high-grade spiritual bans.

And high-quality spiritual prisons are hard to find outside the world.

The reason is simply that it is difficult to train top spiritual masters and their numbers are too scarce.

As for whether Ban Tiande is willing to sell the high-grade spiritual prison, it is not up to him to have the final say under the circumstances of suppressed strength.

"Okay, it's settled."

Shangguan Jin's face was filled with joy, and he controlled the black jade plate to fly high into the sky, shouting: "Fellow Daoist Ye, please follow me. Senior Ban and the others are waiting in front."

Chen Ping responded softly, then controlled the escape light and followed Shangguan Jin unhurriedly.

When we were still 9,500 feet away from the sand dune, a rather powerful spiritual consciousness rushed towards us.

Needless to say, the owner of this spiritual consciousness must be Ban Tiande.

The limit of spiritual consciousness in the middle stage of ordinary Yuan Dan is 8,000 feet, and Ban Tiande is roughly 20% higher. It is obvious that he has swallowed some heavenly and earthly treasures or pills that increase his spiritual soul.

After realizing that the divine consciousness was just a probing sweep without any hostility, Chen Ping ignored it with a respectful and calm expression.

His self-confidence is not rootless.

The two secret techniques of changing the face and the Ziwei Breath Condensing Technique were used at the same time. No one under the golden elixir should be able to detect his disguise.

After flying with Chen Ping for dozens of breaths, the two stopped on the hill.

"Juniors have met seniors."

Shangguan Jin put away the spiritual weapon gently and saluted the old man in purple clothes who was meditating with his eyes closed.

This man is thin and introverted, with long half-black and half-white beards combed neatly under his chin. His face is kind and kind, and he has a rather fairy-like appearance.

"Boss Jin, who is this little friend?"

Ban Tiande opened his eyes and asked with a smile on his face.

"He is fellow Daoist Ye Pingye whom I met on the road."

"Ye Daoyou originally wanted to go to Bazhu Island to find the junior to refine weapons, but under the junior's warm invitation, he agreed to work with the seniors to eradicate the spider demon group first."

Shangguan Jin's 1510 way.

Facing a genuine mid-Yuandan monk, he didn't dare to hide anything.

"Junior Ye Ping, meet the senior class."

Chen Ping hurriedly stepped forward and bowed respectfully to the old man.

"Don't be too restrained. I am the employer, and you are the helpers I hired. Speaking of which, I still need to rely on your efforts."

Smiling like a spring breeze blowing on his face, Ban Tiande added: "Delay little friend Ye for some time. In three days, we will enter the sea spiritual veins to clear out the spider demon group."

"It all depends on the seniors."

Chen Ping's way of following the good and flowing.

In a daze, he felt that Ban Tiande's temperament was similar to Chen Xiangwen's.

Treating low-level monks politely and not bullying them with divine power was something Chen Ping thought he couldn't do.

"While you have nothing to do, let's get to know each other."

After saying that, Ban Tiande lost his breath and returned to the state of concentration.

"Hey, I want to see if you are really who you say you are."

Chen Ping sneered in his heart, and then turned his attention to the positions of the other people.

There were originally six foundation builders on the dune, but after he and Shangguanjin joined, the number increased to eight.

Five are in Dzogchen and three are in the late stage.

At this time, a pair of handsome men and beautiful women left the place and stood beside Shangguan Jin.

The two of them are both in the late stage of foundation building, holding hands and acting intimately. They must be Taoist companions who have met each other candidly.

Chen Ping's eyes moved and he realized that these couple were probably the other two sent by the Yehuo League to assist Ban Tiande.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, let me introduce you."

Sure enough, Shangguan Jin raised his hand and said, "Gu Zhijun, Ma Jingyue, they are both deacons of the Alliance's Dharma Protector Hall."

"Where does Fellow Daoist Ye practice?"

Gu Zhijun cupped his hands and asked enthusiastically, while his wife Ma Jingyue forced out a stiff smile. It was obvious at a glance that she was a cold-tempered person.

Chen Pingping replied calmly: "Ye is a loose cultivator who calls the world his home."

"I'm Li Tanghe."

The next moment after Chen Ping briefly introduced himself, a gentle and elegant young monk in white shirt approached him. He pointed at the man and woman behind him with a smile and introduced: "These two Taoist friends are brothers and sisters. Their names are

Dongqing, Dongyuxi, and the three of us are also wandering wandering cultivators."

"I've met three fellow Taoists."

Following Ban Tiande's instructions to let everyone get in touch with each other, Chen Ping returned the favor one by one with fists in his hands.

Among these self-proclaimed casual cultivators, the two male cultivators, Li Tanghe and Dongqing, are at the foundation-building Dzogchen stage, while Dong Yuxi is at a lower level, only at the late-stage foundation-building stage.

They all look young, with skin as shiny as jade, but with a layer of fine wrinkles hanging around the corners of their eyes, they must be quite old.

"Have you finished the introduction? Feng Mou has been holding back his words and is still waiting to say it!"

A lazy voice sounded among several people, and then there was a sound of "Ouch". A twenty-one-year-old male cultivator dressed strangely jumped up, stretched out his muscles and curled his lips and said.

This man has sharp eyebrows, a body like a jade tree, an extremely deep facial contour, and several patches on his whitish blue clothes. He seems to be a clean and refreshing person.

But his messy black hair, a bronze wine gourd tied around his waist, and a few greasy palm prints clearly covered his face, and he didn't seem too particular about it.

"Hey, fellow Daoist Feng, please, please."

A trace of embarrassment flashed in Li Tanghe's eyes, and he smiled coquettishly.

Judging from his immediate retreat, he seemed to be very afraid of this person.

"Old man Shangguan, you brought someone here when you returned to the island?"

The male cultivator surnamed Feng picked up a trace of black hair and asked Shangguan Jin politely, without even looking at Chen Ping.

Shangguan Jin seemed to be familiar with this person before, and he didn't care about his attitude. He patted the storage ring casually, and a sweet and cloying smell wafted out, only to see a yellow piece the size of a millstone.

The honey nest appears out of thin air.

"Old price, six thousand spiritual stones."

Shangguanjin opened his palm to draw a number and said in a calm tone.

Staring at the huge lump of honey condensed in mid-air, the eyes of several people on the field became more or less fiery.

Drunken Dream Honey is brewed from Drunken Dream Bees with the bloodline of the earth demon.

Such a piece of a hundred kilograms would require at least several second-level Drunken Dream Bees to accumulate it over several years.

It is said that the Taoist monk in Shangguanjin was a spiritual trainer and kept several Drunken Dream Bees, which must have been the source of this honey.

"Too little, too little."

The monk surnamed Feng shook his head vigorously and said dissatisfiedly: "Old man Shangguan, if you don't let your mother-in-law sell the Drunken Dream Bee Swarm to me, it's not like Feng can't afford the price!"

"Young Taoist Feng, you should talk to your bitch yourself. She has been feeding those giant bees for more than a hundred years, and she has a deep affection for her. She is a treasure who treats me better than she usually does."

Shangguanjin touched the bridge of his nose and shrugged helplessly.

Hearing this, Chen Ping had a thought in his mind. Shangguanjin should have been waiting in the sand dunes for a long time, and returned to Bazhu Island to collect honey specifically for the monk named Feng.

No wonder they didn't introduce each other, they had already known each other for some time.

"Your mother-in-law is so difficult to deal with. We broke down the conversation several times. I almost wanted to snatch the demon directly."

The monk surnamed Feng chattered non-stop: "Come to think of it, everyone, I'm asking for 40,000 spirit stones for a second-level Drunken Dream Bee who is only of earthly demon blood but not good at fighting. Isn't that enough to bully women and children?"

For a long time, no one responded in support.

Most of them are monks who are making a living in the waters near Bazhu Island. If they offend the deputy leader of the Yehuo Alliance, there will be no good consequences.

"Although Fellow Daoist Feng has the strength of half-step Yuan Dan, he is a little too confident if he wants to buy, sell or even plunder on the territory of our Yehuo Alliance."

Shangguanjin was driven out of his true anger by his words, and he immediately spoke coldly.

"Oh, it's just a casual remark, but you still take it seriously. It's boring."

The monk surnamed Feng glared hard at Shangguan Jin, cursed and threw a storage bag to him.

After opening the storage bag and checking it in person, Shangguanjin walked away alone with a gloomy expression, keeping a long distance from him.

"Haha, the ingredients are finally in place!"

The monk surnamed Feng roared excitedly, placed Zuimeng Honey on the ground, stretched out his fingers and flicked the gourd on his waist.

What surprised Chen Ping was that what spewed out of his mouth was not the strong liquor he imagined, but plump, large and sharp long-haired crab legs.

"The crab legs appear to be from the king crab."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes slightly and secretly looked at the monk surnamed Feng several times again.

Emperor Sea Crab, one of the top bloodlines of the earth demon.

As soon as this crab reaches adulthood, its strength is almost half that of Yuan Dan.

I don’t know if the monk named Feng bought the crab legs from somewhere else or if he killed them himself.

Here, the monk surnamed Feng has grabbed the root of the crab leg, swung the crab claws and poked hard into the honey nest, then rolled up a fist-sized lump of viscous liquid honey, and opened and closed his teeth quickly, "Bah, bah, bah!"

Chew it open.

“A delicious meal on earth.”

The monk surnamed Feng was intoxicated and enjoyed the food as if no one else was watching. Soon his mouth was full of fragrance and liquid honey flowed down the corners of his mouth.

"What a waste!"

Li Tanghe kept his eyes fixed and muttered angrily.

Zuimeng honey has the effect of dredging meridians and regulating injuries.

But the monk surnamed Feng had no injuries or diseases. He just used honey as a seasoning. What a waste of spiritual stones!

Chen Ping watched with interest and calmly pressed his eyelids.

It is said that wealth should not be exposed, but the monk surnamed Feng did the opposite, which was quite similar to his style at a certain time.

But there is also a mid-Yuan Dan major cultivator sitting here. Could it be that he believes in Ban Tiande’s character and will not be tempted by a mobile treasure house?

Chen Ping always felt that it would not be that simple, but after scanning the monk surnamed Feng several times in succession, he found that this person was indeed in the realm of foundation-building Dzogchen.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, would you like to eat some sweet crab legs?"

The monk surnamed Feng came over and winked.

Chen Ping felt a chill in his heart and said expressionlessly: "No, Ye doesn't like sweets."

"Feng Tianyu, a casual cultivator in the Shuangcheng sea area."

After biting into pieces a crab leg, the monk surnamed Feng wiped it on the gourd and stretched out his well-boned right hand.

Chen Ping looked at him deeply for a few times, ignored him, found a remote corner and sat down cross-legged, and immediately formed a barrier to isolate him, as if he was keeping strangers away.

…

Night comes quietly, the crescent moon is like a hook, and the sea water is whispering softly by your ears.

A pile of sand dunes are suspended in the sea. Whenever there is a tendency to collapse, a strong spiritual power will be injected from Ban Tiande's body to consolidate the spell.

From this point of view, Ban Tiande is a monk who specializes in earth-based exercises. Otherwise, it would be quite difficult to condense this large sand dune for a long time.

"Fellow Daoist Ye."

Suddenly, there was a sound in Chen Ping's ears, and someone sent him a message.

It was Li Tanghe who claimed to be a casual cultivator.

"What do you do, Fellow Daoist Li?"

Chen Ping removed the restriction and said neither salty nor bland.

Li Tanghe was not polite and said straight away: "This time, there are many dangers in killing the golden spider swarm. Fellow Daoist Ye might as well consider joining us?"

"Ye couldn't understand what Fellow Daoist Li said."

Chen Ping glanced sideways at Ban Tiande's position and said calmly: "We are all thugs working for senior Ban. We are originally a team."

"Senior Ban is naturally the leader of us, there is no doubt about this."

Li Tanghe cupped his hands toward the other side and said through a message: "What Li means is that under the orders of the senior class, we casual cultivators must unite as one and help each other to ensure safety."

"The three of you on Fellow Daoist Shangguan's side are all colleagues in the same alliance. I'm afraid they won't regard Brother Ye as one of our own."

"Isn't Fellow Daoist Feng also a casual cultivator?"

Chen Ping pretended to be confused and said, "Why don't you, fellow Daoist Li, try to win over him?"

Li Tanghe seemed to know his whereabouts, and immediately shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "That guy Feng Tianyu is not a bad guy, he is very independent. He has been in the Bazhu Sea area for several years, but he has never heard of any fellow Taoist.

close."

"oh?"

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and continued to ask: "Feng Daoyou calls himself a member of the Shuangcheng cultivation world, how come he ends up in such a remote place?"

"God knows."

Li Tanghe rolled his eyes and saw that Chen Ping was very interested in Feng Tianyu's origins, so he followed his lead and said, "Don't look at him looking like a fool, but he has very strong magical powers and can even surpass an ordinary half-step Yuan."

Dan.”

"At first, because he showed off his wealth, he was targeted by three evil cultivators who built the foundation of Dzogchen."

"But after a few years, Feng Daoyou is living well, but those three notorious evil cultivators who have done many evil things have never been seen again."

"You don't know, if those evil cultivators pick anyone at random, Li will not be his opponent."

After listening, Chen Ping touched his chin thoughtfully.

Feng Tianyu's strength is at least equivalent to Shen Wanwan's level of foundation-building perfection.

"Did Fellow Daoist Ye agree to Li's proposal?"

Li Tanghe adjusted his clothes and said tentatively.

"Do you want to see Li Daoyou off or not? Ye needs to rest."

Chen Ping waved his hand and gave the order to expel the guests.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, please give it some serious thought before Li takes his leave!"
Chapter completed!