"Break it for me!"

Chen Ping prayed secretly in his heart, making a ridiculous wish for the first time to a famous human immortal in history, hoping that all the immortals would bless him with success.

But obviously, it was useless to deceive oneself. The shield bounced the ore essence back unceremoniously and hit him on the shoulder.

Seeing this, Chen Ping's mouth twitched and he shook his head helplessly.

This was one of the results he had expected.

The Taiyiyan Divine Method and the Array-Breaking Immortal Thunder Method are divided into layers, and the cost of taking out the next layer increases day by day.

However, all the contents of the Purple Void Immortal Puppet Code are burned into a jade slip. Even if it is not carried by the precious golden leaves, it is probably not something that can be exchanged for fifth-level ore.

Sure enough, the facts are before our eyes. Obtaining the Immortal Puppet Code may require sixth or seventh level ores!

"I hope it's level six."

The soul silently returned to the body, and Chen Ping could only pray again.

There is only a small difference between the sixth-level and seventh-level treasures, but they are completely different concepts.

Chen Ping had at least heard of several sixth-level ores.

But the seventh level thing is probably something that only the ancestor of the God Transformation can come into contact with!

The treasure mountain exuded an alluring brilliance in front of him, but there was nothing he could do. Chen Ping had experienced this feeling of itching and pain many times since he had the golden bead.

"It doesn't matter if you encourage me to practice like this. As long as my level is high, I don't have to worry about finding high-level ores."

After some thought, Chen Ping regained his calm state of mind.

For the next year, he never left the cave and huddled in the cave to practice secret techniques.

During this period, he took advantage of the difference between the passage of time between the golden beads and the outside world, and has been comprehending the art of presenting the flames and phoenixes with ice and the art of phoenix cries and clearing sounds.

However, the advancement of techniques cannot be achieved by making gestures in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Not only does it have to cooperate with the meridians of the physical body to circulate thousands of times, but it also requires releasing spells over and over again according to the formula, so as to reach the pinnacle of mental thoughts.

Therefore, in assisting the practice of Dharma, the effect of golden beads is not as incredible as imagined.

After continuous meditation, both techniques have been promoted to the entry level, but there is still a long way to go before the Xiaocheng level.

Chen Ping was extremely satisfied with this.

Without the golden beads, this time would have doubled at least.

After all, the Yan Feng Bing Bing Technique and the Feng Cry Qing Ming Technique are both genuine Xuanpin upper-level magic techniques, which are extremely obscure and difficult to understand.

If it were other geniuses in martial arts, they would definitely spend no less energy than him.

Pushing open the stone door, the storage ring in Chen Ping's hand flashed, and a corpse of a monster several feet high appeared in the heart of the huge mountain.

It is the blood-weeping ferocious butterfly that Tong Huyun carefully raised.

He originally planned to fuse the Fierce Butterfly and Spider King puppets into one, but after thinking about it carefully, he gave up immediately.

Because the tyranny of the Spider King Puppet does not lie in how powerful its body is, but in the power of its demonic arm.

If you sew the ferocious butterfly in, it won't add much magical power. It's better to separate it separately and give yourself an extra third-level puppet.

What's more, the speed of Fierce Butterfly is still higher than that of Spider King, so it's like training a flying mount.

After lying on the demon corpse and studying it for a long time, Chen Ping made a preliminary plan for making a puppet.

After tapping the storage ring dozens of times, a large amount of puppet refining materials flew out in front of him.

Chen Ping immediately put away all his unnecessary thoughts and concentrated on typing.

…

At midnight sixteen days later, the moonlight became clear.

A figure stood on the top of the mountain, and next to him was a silent and bloody figure.

Even in a pitch-black environment, the whole body looks dark red.

This big guy is the masterpiece of Chen Ping's hard work for half a month.

Since the body of the Weeping Blood Fierce Butterfly is intact, this puppet almost retains its original appearance.

If it hadn't been completely breathless, in the eyes of other monks, this would have been a living butterfly king.

In addition, the level of the Weeping Blood Fierce Butterfly has just entered the third level of low-level, which is a small level lower than the Spider King.

Because this butterfly is only at the early stage of the third level, after being made into a puppet, its level has not dropped. This is already the best result.

Chen Ping scanned it and patted its big head hard. Then he saw a layer of blood-gray powder falling, "sizzling", and the poisonous gas swarmed, burning the grass in a radius of half a mile to a burnt yellow.

This is the toxin attack of the ferocious butterfly. The Foundation Establishment monk will die if it touches it. Of course, it will not do any harm to the Yuandan monk.

Fierce Butterfly realized the innate magical power during his lifetime, but unfortunately due to the level of puppetry, he could not let the puppet inherit it.

This puppet is really useless to Chen Ping.

Commanding it to attack requires absorbing all the spiritual energy from a high-grade spiritual stone every time. What's even more embarrassing is that the power of each attack is not as good as expected.

It is only equal to the weakest Yuan Dan. If you have to make a specific comparison, it is about the same as Chen Xiangwen before he mastered the Taoist weapon.

However, if you carefully calculate it, Chen Ping actually did not lose at all.

The body of the Butterfly King, plus various auxiliary materials, costs about 600,000.

High-level puppets have always been one of the favorite purchases of large-scale foundation-building families. If you put it in an auction house, a third-level low-grade flying puppet can fetch 800,000 to 900,000 yuan.

Of course, Chen Ping has killed several Yuandan monks one after another in recent years, and has a lot of money. He can sell fifteen million worth of property, and there is no shortage of spiritual stones for the time being.

"I wonder what the ultimate flying speed of this demon is."

Chen Ping's heart moved and he jumped on the puppet.

On its back, a double chair made of second-level fox demon skin was installed, allowing him to lie on it comfortably.

Inspired by his spiritual consciousness, the Butterfly King flapped his wings and transformed into a bloody stream of light that rushed into the sky.

"call"

"call"

The strong wind howled in my ears, and as it went upwards, it became more dense, and even continued to rotate, forming a huge white wind circle, completely submerging the puppet in it.

However, Chen Ping was completely indifferent to this strong wind that could injure a foundation-building monk with just one strike.

After all, he is a physical practitioner in the middle stage of Yuan Dan, and the wind energy from the Dual Heaven just scratches his itch.

After a dozen breaths, the Butterfly King puppet stopped at an altitude of nine thousand feet.

If it continues to rise into the sky, it will fall into the scope of the Three Yuan Heaven.

Chen Ping doesn't dare to go up to the Three Yuan Heaven at present. Those areas are so dangerous that even the Jindan monks can't claim to be foolproof when they break in.

After testing, the butterfly king is indeed several times faster than the spider king.

Chen Ping could barely accept the cost of consuming one high-grade spiritual stone for every twenty thousand miles of flight.

At this time, a group of cold moonlight penetrated the clouds and sprinkled on the puppet.

Looking up at the bright moon, Chen Ping suddenly remembered a secret.

Although this star seems to be right in front of you, in fact it hangs high in the depths of the fourth heaven.

The sun and the moon are just names for mortals and low-level monks.

Yue Xianchen and Yang Xianchen are the orthodox names passed down from ancient times.

It is said that the alternation of two stars creates the distinction between day and night in the world of cultivation.

He had read a record that the two stars were extremely vast, as large as a landmass that could accommodate trillions of living beings.

There are endless high-level treasures in the immortal stars. Occasionally, there are monks who transform into gods and appear on the two stars to collect secret treasures.

There are even rumors that the Tianwai Ore that killed a certain Nascent Soul cultivator was a "hidden weapon" containing great power that was cut off by a being at the level of a god in the Immortal Chen.

Chen Ping has always been dubious about this kind of unreasonable secret.

But for high-level ores, Yuexianchen and Sunxianchen will probably make a trip in the future.

"Hey, I seem to be thinking a little too far."

Chen Ping couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly and laughed a few times in a self-deprecating way.

He often regarded low-level monks as ants, but in the face of the mighty power of the Four Elements Heaven, how could he not be an ant?

After warning himself from the bottom of his heart, Chen Ping drove the Butterfly King back to Red Shirt Island.

This time, he only stayed for a short day.

Looking at the gray conch in his hand, Chen Ping sighed lightly and stuffed the object into the storage ring.

Just now, he used his spiritual consciousness to attack the restriction, but except for the backlash, the sea screw showed no sign of opening.

Therefore, Chen Ping clearly understood that this conch must be a golden elixir, or even a valuable treasure at the level of Nascent Soul.

With his current soul strength, it is beyond his power.
To be continued...