Just as noon arrived, dust started to rise more than ten miles away, and a huge, vague-looking creature flew towards us.

When they got closer, everyone could see clearly that it was a giant aqua turtle that was three feet tall and five feet long.

The limbs are very different from ordinary turtles. They are not claw-like, but have a structure like the wings of birds. They flap and flap to maintain low-altitude flight.

However, it seems that blue turtles cannot fly very high.

Once it encounters a higher hill, it can only slide with its claws, scattering sand and gravel all over the sky.

"The Moon Turtle in Blue Water is quite rare."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and said with a change of expression.

The Blue Water Turtle and the Blue Water Moon Turtle both belong to the Blue Water Monster Tribe, but they are two different branches.

The former is just inferior mortal demon blood, with worrying talent.

After Xue Yun hatched the green water turtle egg presented by Tu Xuanxiu back then, she fed it a lot of resources, but still could not advance to the second level.

Not so with the Moon Turtle.

This turtle is of the bloodline of the earth demon and can basically reach the second level naturally after reaching adulthood.

Just like the green water moon turtle in front of me, the aura has reached the peak of the second level, and it should be possible to try to reach the third level.

On the back of the giant turtle is a carriage made of green branches.

There is another seat at the front of the turtle shell, and a blue ape sits on it, holding the reins in a decent manner, like a coachman.

Blue water sea ape?

Chen Ping pursed his lips, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Another monster from the Bishui Tribe.

If his consciousness hadn't penetrated into the carriage earlier and discovered that a female cultivator from the human race was sitting inside, he might have thought that the visitor was a great monster from the Bishui Tribe!

"Han Wan Shuang!"

Seeing the two green water monsters, Li Hongyan was surprised and suspicious and said: "Jiang Daoyou is so capable that he even invited Fairy Han here!"

"It's just luck. Fairy Han happened to be on her way to the Shuang Cities, so Jiang asked a friend to match her with Tower Bridge, and it was not easy to win her over."

Jiang Yijin smiled and explained.

Qiu Renming, Su Lan and others looked forward to it calmly, obviously knowing in advance who they were waiting for.

"Han Wan Shuang?"

With a thought in Chen Ping's mind, he searched Wang Jinglong's memory again.

After a breath, a look of understanding appeared on his face.

This girl is indeed famous in the waters of Xikou.

She has tamed three second-level peak spiritual beasts, and her strength far exceeds that of the average Half-step Yuan Dan, and is on par with Wang Jinglong.

What really made her famous was a hobby of this woman.

He has a soft spot for the monsters of the Bishui clan.

Even if it is an ordinary green water turtle, she is still willing to spend high-level money to acquire it.

However, Chen Ping was somewhat scornful.

The Bishui clan has nearly a hundred branches, and whether it is the Bishui sea ape or the Bishui moon turtle, they are just the bottom branches.

The emperor of this clan has blue water and golden eyes, the king has blue water and unicorn, and the blue water eyes are the great demon that shakes the world of cultivation.

Of course, the Bishui Tribe of that level is nowhere to be seen even in the Tianshou Mountains.

Otherwise, there would be no way for the human race in the Yuanyan Islands to survive.

After a few breaths, the giant turtle stopped in front of the pavilion.

The carriage door opened automatically, and the green water sea monkey looked back and bent down, stretched out his long arms and claws, and landed beside the door curtain.

A weak, boneless jade hand stretched out from the carriage and gently rested on the ape's down.

Immediately afterwards, a slender figure slowly opened the door curtain.

She is actually a girl in a green robe who is about seventeen or eight years old. She has a round face and watery eyes. Her appearance is not stunning, but she is sweet and pleasant. At first glance, she feels extremely comfortable.

The girl's palm moved slightly, and two pills with sufficient spiritual power were shot into the mouths of the giant turtle and the ape respectively.

Finally, she raised the jade bracelet on her wrist, and the two spiritual beasts disappeared out of thin air.

"Fairy Han, Jiang is so polite."

After waiting patiently for a moment, Jiang Yijin clasped his fists loudly.

"Friend Jiang Dao, you are well."

Han Wan Shuang returned the gift generously, then smiled sweetly and said to the others: "Everyone is friendly, Wan Shuang was delayed due to something urgent. I'm very sorry."

"No, Fairy Han can come as promised, which really makes Li feel a lot safer."

Li Hongyan said extremely politely.

This person really bullied the weak and feared the strong. He took a quick glance at Han Wanshuang's face and then averted his eyes, acting like a gentleman.

"As promised?"

After Jiang Yijin heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and his heart felt bitter.

How could a big shot like Han Wanshuang, who was second only to Yuan Dan monk in Xikou City, join his team for free?

If it hadn't been for that friend's mediation, it would have been difficult to settle the matter with 30,000 spirit stones.

"Fellow Daoist Han, I would like to introduce you to the members of the team."

Su Lan smiled lightly and introduced everyone one by one.

Han Wanshuang did not pretend to be holding the half-step Yuan Dan, and made blessings one by one.

She also paid more attention to the strange-looking Xu Qiaoqiao and looked at him a few more times in surprise.

As for Chen Ping and others, they only got to know each other symbolically.

"Now that everyone is here, Jiang will say one thing first."

Jiang Yijin coughed a few times, attracting everyone's attention, and said excitedly: "According to reliable information, although the head guard of this flight is Zhou Wuchun, Senior Zhou has not changed, but in order to ensure safety, the Zhou family decided to use it

The only medium-sized spiritual ship in the clan!"

"Yeah?"

Popping the tip of her nose, Xu Qiaoqiao said with a sweet smile: "That is a great joy."

"Wanshuang also received the information mentioned by Fellow Daoist Jiang not long ago. It seems that it is most likely true."

Han Wan opened her lips lightly and said in agreement.

"Wonderful, the Zhou family has launched a medium-sized spiritual ship to suppress the route, which is equivalent to having an additional Yuandan monk for protection."

Chen Ping clapped his hands in praise and opened his mouth to reveal a pair of black and yellow teeth.

The cost of a medium-sized spiritual ship is several times that of a small spiritual ship.

As long as there are enough spiritual stones to maintain operation, Yuan Dan will have to retreat three points in the later stage.

In the western sea area, the Zhou family, one of the best, only owns one, which undoubtedly shows how precious it is.

Because of this sudden good news, the atmosphere among everyone became much higher.

"The medium-sized spiritual ship is certainly powerful, but the corresponding ticket price has also increased by 30%."

Jiang Yijin paused and said smoothly: "Jiang proposed that we can work together to buy a ticket for a suite. If we are attacked by monsters or evil cultivators on the way, we can hug each other as soon as possible."

"Suite ticket?"

Chen Ping frowned and immediately objected: "Ye likes to be quiet, so it's better to live alone."

This trip to the two cities took several months. If everyone was crowded together in one place and so many pairs of eyes were watching, how could he practice with peace of mind?

"Hey, Fellow Daoist Ye is ignorant. The Zhou family's Spirit Ship Suite is composed of several separated secret rooms. Only the lobby is public."

Qiu Renming sneered and said with a hint of disdain.

"It's only three months. It's gone by in the blink of an eye. Fellow Daoist Ye, just be patient for a while. Is it possible that fellow Daoist Ye is planning to practice some powerful magical power that makes the world move?"

Li Hongyan couldn't help but show ridicule in his eyes, and said nonchalantly.

Seeing that the two people looked down upon him so much, Chen Ping showed no trace of annoyance on his face and said suddenly: "It turns out the rooms are separated, so Ye has no objection."

"What does Fairy Han mean?"

Jiang Yijin tilted his head slightly and asked.

"Practitioners do not pay attention to formal etiquette between men and women."

Han Wan Shuang smiled slightly and said openly.

Although she is a half-step Yuan Dan, the several foundation builders present together cannot be underestimated.

What's more, if you encounter an extremely dangerous situation, a few more cannon fodders will always increase your chances of survival.

"Jiang will go buy a boat ticket right away. I would like to trouble fellow Taoists to wait here."

Seeing that his proposal was approved, Jiang Yijin was very happy. He turned into a beam of light and flew towards the ferry.

After he left, the people in the pavilion stopped communicating and just found stone chairs to sit on.

Only Li Hongyan shamelessly leaned against Su Lan and moved his mouth, obviously transmitting the secret message.

Su Lan was annoyed, rolled her eyes, and pulled Han Wanshuang to chat about secrets between women.

Li Hongyan immediately snorted and interrupted his teasing words.

"Although it is natural for men to be lustful, it is unpleasant if they don't know the etiquette."

Seeing this person's bullying behavior, Chen Ping grinned and closed his eyes.

…

A few hours later, Jiang Yijin came back with a happy face.

He showed everyone a token made of ore, on which were engraved the three ancient cultivation texts "415".

It probably represents box number 15 on the fourth floor of the spiritual ship.

"I heard that after the Twin Cities flight was replaced by a medium-sized spiritual ship, the number of Foundation Establishment monks buying tickets suddenly increased by dozens. The suite tickets were especially popular. Fortunately, Jiang went there early, otherwise he would have almost been unable to buy them.

Already."

Jiang Yijin described it vividly and concluded excitedly: "The more monks there are, the safer and more reliable it will be!"

"Friend Jiang Dao, how much does this suite ticket cost? Let's share it together."

Twisting her hair, she said coldly.

"Thirty thousand pieces, each person has five thousand spirit stones."

Jiang Yijin nodded and said politely.

Thirty thousand spirit stones is a huge expense for a foundation-building monk, and he cannot pretend to be fat.

"The price is indeed a lot more expensive than a small spiritual ship."

Chen Ping thought with an unchanged expression.

Then, Han Wanshuang took the lead, and Chen Ping, Li Hongyan and others handed over the spirit stones one after another.

As for Qiu Renming and Su Lan's share, Jiang Yijin did not receive it.

There were five days left before the ship sailed. Under the organization of Jiang Yijin, several people held a private exchange meeting on the spot.

Chen Ping was speechless as he stared at the treasures displayed by the juniors.

I randomly took out a few bottles of second-grade elixirs, and participated in them for a while.

During this period, Han Wanshuang spent thirteen thousand spiritual stones to buy a green water snake from Xu Qiaoqiao.

"This woman has a soft spot for the Bishui clan. Could it be that she feeds her spiritual beasts blood food, or uses their blood to practice some secret technique?"

Chen Ping lowered his head and said nothing, then said with a change of thought.

There are so many secret techniques in the world of cultivation that even the cultivators who transform themselves into gods cannot say that they understand them all.

Han Wanshuang's acquisition of the blue water monster looks like a specific thing prepared to achieve his goal.

While everyone was busy trading, Chen Ping quietly revealed a trace of his consciousness and attached it to Han Wanshuang's body to explore carefully.

"Apart from the fact that my skin is a bit smoother and fairer than ordinary people, there is nothing strange about her."

After a while, Chen Ping dispersed his consciousness and kept an extra eye.

After the exchange meeting ended, Jiang Yijin enthusiastically called on everyone to discuss their cultivation experiences.

"This person is really unqualified to be a casual cultivator. He is really a good candidate to be the head of the clan, the leader of the clan."

A strange look appeared on Chen Ping's face, and he pretended to be interested and chatted with everyone.

…

When the five days were up, the cultivators in the pavilion did not need to mention anything. They all used their own methods in tacit agreement to fly into the air and shoot towards the ferry.

In the port, ships of different sizes were coming in and out, and some monks were also flying in and out in the air, creating a prosperous scene.

On the east side of the sea, there is a dazzling hill suspended.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a huge ship over two hundred feet long and five to sixty feet high.

Yellow and white glow shrouded its surface, and the turbulent sea water rushed in layer by layer. Within half a mile, it suddenly became extremely docile, as gentle as a billabong pool.

The bottom of this ship is black, and its body is engraved with many extremely complicated patterns, which are densely packed and layered. The pressure it brings when it approaches is no less than that of a Yuandan monk.

Several large spiritual boats were beside it, like fledglings that had just learned to fly.

This is the only medium-sized spiritual ship owned by the Zhou family in Xikou, the "Feng Slayer".

Behind the deck stands a huge pale white attic, six stories high.

It is far from exquisite and elegant. They are all made of huge boulders, and they do not have the same sturdy style as those found in the Xikou sea area.

At this time, on the topmost spire, stood a white-robed scholar wearing a Confucian crown with his hands behind his hands, a square face and a serious face, and his bright eyes staring down.

When Chen Ping and his party arrived in front of the spirit ship, a large group of monks had already lined up in a long queue.

Among them, there are also many monks like them who work in groups of three or five and closely rely on each other.

However, most of the people who queued up to enter were all foundation-building monks, and only a few were in the Qi-training period.

When you think about this situation, it becomes clear that the boat ticket alone costs thousands of spiritual stones, which is beyond the reach of ordinary Qi-training monks.

What's more, the situation of Qi-training monks in the Shuang Cities cultivation world is no different from that of ordinary people. If they stay a little away from the city, they might be swallowed by a monster and their bones will be gone.

It's not a special situation, no one would dare to take risks.

Moreover, the junior Qi practitioners in the queue were all led by the family's Ji Ji, and they probably planned to follow their elders to the Twin Cities to see them.

After a stick of incense, it was finally Chen Ping's turn.

"I've met Senior Zhou."

Jiang Yijin bowed to the white-robed scholar on the top of the tower and handed the ticket in the form of a token to the Zhou family who was standing outside the ship for inspection.

"Boy Jiang, are you ready to go to Shuangcheng to develop?"

The scholar in white robe cast his gaze and said calmly.

"The seniors have a good understanding of fire, but the juniors know that their skills are unsatisfactory, so they have to leave their hometown and seek opportunities."

Jiang Yijin replied respectfully.

This man in white robe is none other than Zhou Wuchun, the lead repairman of the ship guard this time.

Back then, when the Zhou family recruited him, Zhou Wuchun was also present.

Unfortunately, his performance in that assessment was extremely poor. He missed several times in a row and missed the olive branch offered by the Zhou family.

"Good luck."

Zhou Wuchun nodded slightly, turned to look at Han Wanshuang, his tone suddenly became much gentler, and said with a smile: "Girl Han, why don't you continue to live in our Xikou City? Could it be that some blind guy has made you angry?

about you?"

"Senior, Wanshuang has other important matters and may come back in a few years."

Han Wan Shuang said neither humble nor arrogant.

"This woman's background is not simple."

After listening to the conversation between the two, Chen Ping thought to himself.

The status gap in the big realm is as big as the sky.

If Han Wanshuang didn't have a strong backer, it would never have been possible for Zhou Wuchun to act like a peer.

"I've met Senior Zhou."

When it was Chen Ping's turn, he bent down and clasped his fists, then swaggered onto the spiritual ship under Zhou Wuchun's eyes.

The Ziwei Breath Condensation Technique combined with his divine consciousness, under the golden elixir, no one can break it.
Chapter completed!