"It turns out that Senior Wu Feihe and Wu from Lanyue Pavilion are also on the Slayer. No wonder Yinluo Sect is willing to cooperate with the Zhou family."

There was a flash of light in his pupils, Han Wan Shuang said thoughtfully.

However, the juniors on the spirit ship did not care about the past feud between the two parties, and they all cheered.

Wu Feihe, Zhou Wuchun, and Xiong Dingtian, this is the combat power of the three Yuan Dan realms.

Navigating the deep sea is full of dangers, and there is nothing more reassuring than being accompanied by high-ranking monks to protect you.

After the seniors disappeared, the two spiritual ships were separated by a thousand feet and moved forward side by side.

Since the Yin Luo Sect dispatched a small spiritual ship, the Wind Slayer had no choice but to slow down in order to keep up with it.

"If I hadn't made a mistake in sensing, that third-level high-grade girl puppet should be Xiong Dingtian's destined puppet."

After returning to the secret room and sitting down, Chen Ping thought secretly.

Just now, he discovered a vague and mysterious connection between Xiong Dingtian and the girl puppet.

That is not the connection created by magic, but the numerology energy that is even closer than that between men and women after dual cultivation.

Among hundreds of types of paths, the puppet master can be said to be a powerful representative.

It is not nonsense for a top puppet master to fight against several monks of the same level alone.

However, such transcendent and balanced characters have been rare since ancient times and are often hard to find for thousands of years.

Whether a puppet master is strong or not generally depends on three major aspects.

The secret technique of cultivating puppets and cultivating souls, the army of puppets, the puppets of your destiny.

Needless to say, the skills determine the upper limit of the puppet master's achievements.

The puppet army refers to ordinary puppets that cooperate with their masters to fight.

For example, the Demon Arm Spider Demon King, the Blood-weeping Fierce Butterfly, and the Mantis King can only be regarded as the puppet army created by Chen Ping.

As for the natal puppet, to the puppet master, it is no exaggeration to say that it is several times more important than the natal magic weapon.

What is completely different from ordinary puppets is that if there is a high-level auxiliary treasure, the natal puppet can improve along with the monk's realm.

All things in the world, as long as they possess a hint of spirituality during their lifetime, meet the refining conditions of the natal puppet.

A very small number of natal puppets with extraordinary talents and unique abilities are even more powerful than the monks themselves.

So far, Chen Ping has no idea of ​​refining his natal puppet.

There is no other reason. After choosing a kind of natal puppet, it is basically impossible to replace it without paying a huge price.

Taking a closer look at the several ready-made puppets that Chen Ping carries, the strongest one is the Demon Arm Spider Demon King.

But this puppet is a spliced ​​thing, and its growth potential is almost non-existent.

Once the power of the magic arm is exhausted, the Spider King will become an ordinary puppet.

Chen Ping has always been arrogant, and either doesn't do it, or uses sixth- and seventh-level objects at once to create his destiny puppet.

In this way, even in the Nascent Soul realm, it can provide him with strong assistance.

In fact, he currently has a copy of a sixth-level treasure that contains a trace of vitality.

The true sun sycamore leaf that carries the first layer of the formation-breaking immortal thunder method.

It's a pity that the natal puppet made from a mere leaf is of little use even if it is transcendent.

Moreover, this is a golden-patterned magic leaf that records a heaven-level high-level secret technique.

He is not stupid enough to give up a treasured skill in order to refine his destiny puppet.

Of course, if it were a vibrant Zhenyang sycamore tree, Chen Ping would have refined it long ago without saying a word.

"Let's look at the opportunities in the future. Choosing a general among the people is really a bad idea."

Chen Ping changed his mind and returned to his normal color.

Before reaching the Golden Core Realm, his combat power was far beyond that of the same level. Whether he could refine his destiny or not had nothing to do with the overall situation.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a spiritual thought escaped silently and spread out.

In an instant, the surrounding scene became clear.

At this moment, a total of more than 140 foundation builders were on board the Yinluo Sect's spiritual ship.

Apart from Xiong Dingtian, there is no other Yuan Dan monk.

Chen Ping smiled softly and had no worries in his heart.

Even if the two spiritual ships merge, he is still the one with the strongest means.

Do whatever you want, take whatever you want, this is the true meaning of great supernatural power and great freedom.

…

The top floor of the Windkiller.

Zhou Wuchun stayed alone in the box, pacing back and forth with a gloomy face, and seemed to be cursing something.

No need to guess, it must be Xiong Dingtian's humiliation that made him extremely cowardly.

After Chen Ping's consciousness swept away, he retreated without paying attention.

If you are not as skilled as others, you should bow your head.

When the strong show mercy to the weak, it is sympathy for the weak, not their duty.

Regardless of stance, even if Xiong Dingtian turns against him and kills Zhou Wuchun, it seems that he can't find any faults.

"Pavilion Master Wu, I'm afraid our trip to Shuangcheng will not be peaceful."

In another secret room on the top floor of the cabin, Xiong Dingtian said in a low voice.

The girl puppet was lying flat on the ground, as if it was a flesh pad that he stepped on hard.

Hearing what he said with great solemnity, Wu Feihe's expression suddenly tightened and he asked: "Did Fellow Daoist Xiong receive some news?"

"yes!"

Xiong Dingtian nodded curtly and flicked a trace of yellow spiritual energy into the puppet below.

Suddenly, the girl puppet opened its small cherry mouth and spit out a patch of red mist, covering the entire five feet of land around the two of them.

At the same time, Chen Ping's spiritual consciousness peeping outside trembled slightly and lost his senses.

"This red mist has the effect of blocking the penetration of spiritual consciousness."

His eyes narrowed, and Chen Ping's expression quickly darkened.

Xiong Dingtian is so cautious, and the information he reveals next is obviously of great importance!

It's not like he can't break through the puppet's red mist protection.

If you can force the attack, it will definitely arouse Xiong Dingtian's vigilance.

After all, this person is a senior puppet master, and his spiritual consciousness is definitely higher than that of ordinary late-stage Yuan Dan.

After weighing for a long time, Chen Ping carefully controlled his consciousness to wander outside. He was not willing to reveal his identity for the time being.

The two chatted for a while, and Xiong Dingtian didn't wait long, riding the puppet back to the sect's spiritual ship.

The red mist dissipated, leaving only Wu Feihe sitting on the chair.

She was silent for a long time with a solemn face, and she didn't even have the heart to drink the fruit tea she had made.

"No, the situation may be more serious than I expected."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, decisively opened the stone door of the suite, and shot toward the stairs.

In front of him, the restrictions arranged in the cabin were in vain and melted one after another.

This high-profile act means that he no longer intends to hide his strength.

He wanted to ask Wu Feihe for clarification.

Assuming that there are really huge risks and changes ahead, avoiding them in advance is the most correct choice.

"who is it?"

With a scream, Wu Feihe shook his sleeves and pulled out a golden and silver fusiform Taoist weapon about a foot in size to protect his figure.

"Which fellow Taoist came here uninvited?"

As the controller of the Wind Slayer, Zhou Wuchun even noticed that the restriction at the stairway was breached before Wu Feihe.

"It's actually you!"

Zhou Wuchun was taken aback, and there was an obvious warning in his eyes.

The monk standing outside the door was the black-faced man who boarded the boat in Xikou City!

"The two of you are friendly. Ye is not hostile. I hope you can come and see me."

Chen Ping spread his hands and said sincerely.

Then, he gathered all his spiritual power, and his consciousness remained at the level of the ordinary Yuan Dan middle stage.
To be continued...