A beam of green light rushed out of Landu Ridge, and then without stopping for a moment, it shot towards the dojo.

The strong wind was howling, and Chen Ping stood upright with a rather dull look on his face.

He had experienced the pain of parting between immortals and mortals once in his previous life.

The last meeting with his family is still fresh in his memory.

On that day, it was the Lantern Festival in the secular world.

Because he was valued by Qianfa Sect, his father and mother, who once made a living by hunting in a small mountain village, also jumped to Longmen and purchased countless properties in a prosperous mortal city.

On the night when the whole city was celebrating, the Lu family took the lead in organizing a grand lantern show.

The location is in the family's newly built mansion.

Elderly parents, eldest sister and second sister who are already married, fifth and sixth brothers who have just gotten married, as well as a younger sister and nephew who have never been seen before...

Hiding under a dark cloud, he saw a family well-dressed and well-fed, chatting and laughing, but he did not show up, silently saying goodbye and leaving.

Since then, he has never been back.

Once upon a time, when he had just come into contact with cultivation, didn't he have naive thoughts?

He even secretly vowed to bring his parents, sisters and brothers who have no spiritual roots to the path of immortality.

But as his realm became higher and higher, he went from feeling lost and desperate at the beginning to indifference and numbness in the end. Only a hundred years later did he realize how ridiculous the ambition he had once made was.

Spiritual roots are the embodiment of rules, a gift from heaven and earth.

Regardless of creating a spiritual root out of nothing, even if it were a treasure that improved the quality of the spiritual root, it was still unheard of until he became a fake alchemy monk.

As for Weng Mu's life, it was actually not complicated at all, and his encounter with a mortal woman was just an accident.

There was no dramatic experience, and the love between the two was as plain as smoke.

If it weren't for Weng Fuhong threatening the mortal woman with her life, Weng Mu would have abandoned his work and stayed with her forever.

"Destiny is not meant to be destined, but a fool seeks hatred by force."

Chen Ping sighed in his heart, and the light under his feet flew by quickly.

…

Fuyou Dojo, Lanyue Pavilion.

Chen Ping took a brief glance and went up without thinking.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, a sound of clear spring full of goodwill reached his ears. He was immediately overjoyed and followed the prompts to climb to the third floor and stopped in front of a box on the right.

The stone door opened without any wind, and Chen Ping walked in, twirling his feet and hands.

A cold and beautiful woman came with a light and graceful gait. On the coffee table next to her, there was a pot of sizzling fragrant wine.

"Junior pays homage to Master Yin!"

Upon seeing the woman, Chen Ping immediately bowed respectfully and saluted her.

Yes, this woman is none other than the female Golden Elixir cultivator of Lan Yue Sect, Yin Xianyi.

A year's time cannot leave any changes on the bodies of high-level monks.

"Little friend Chen, please get up quickly."

Yin Xianyi smiled lightly and stepped forward to help him personally, feeling very satisfied with the respect shown by Chen Ping.

Thinking of her standing up to greet her with the dignity of the golden elixir, wouldn't it be extremely embarrassing if she was scorned by a junior.

"No need to be polite, little friend Chen, please sit down."

Yin Xianyi waved her hand and closed the door.

Now that the other party had spoken, Chen Ping did not pretend to be polite. After saluting him again, he sat down on another chair nearby.

"Senior Yin, is what is boiling in this pot a fourth-level spiritual wine?"

Chen Ping's eyebrows twitched and he said with great excitement.

No wonder he asked this question, just smelling the mellow and strange fragrance emanating from the wine vessel made him feel energetic, and his magic power circulated freely.

If it is taken into the lower abdomen, the effect will definitely be extraordinary.

"My little friend is very smart. This Taixuan wine is brewed from the flowing branches and leaves of the fourth-level ancient trees. Then I, the wood spirit,

The monks have been refining it for several years, but they only have one pot in ten years."

"If it weren't for my little friend, even if the other Jindan comrades in Fuyou City asked for it, I would not be willing to take it out."

Yin Xianyi said with a smile.

It really is a fourth-level spiritual wine!

Chen Ping was moved. Yin Xianyi entertained him with such expensive things, which showed that this woman still had no doubts about his identity.

"Wait a moment, little friend, the spirit wine still needs to be heated for a while before it will taste better."

Yin Xianyi shook her sleeves, and a piece of green light rolled past. A jade vase and two crystal clear jade cups immediately appeared on the coffee table.

At Yin Xianyi's signal, Chen Ping sucked the jade bottle into his hand, and his spiritual thoughts swept through it.

"Star Essence!"

Even though Chen Ping was prepared, he was still so happy that he suddenly lost his voice.

In the jade bottle, there is a drop of dark blue water that is about an inch large. The mist is rolling on it, and star patterns are condensed out of thin air. It is really mysterious.

Although Chen Ping has never taken the astrological essence, he knows exactly what it looks like and what the vision is, so he will never be mistaken.

"Taking this drop of essence from the treasure house has wiped out more than two million of my sect's contribution points, and my salary for decades has been wasted."

Yin Xianyi said with a chuckle, a hint of charm appeared between her eyebrows.

"Thank you, Senior Yin, for your generous gift. I will remember this kindness in my heart and will definitely repay it in the future."

After hearing her deliberately mention the value of astrological essence, Chen Ping's expression changed and he said with great gratitude.

Yin Xianyi did not exaggerate.

In the auction house, the starting price of a drop of astrology essence is basically around three million.

It is common for a piece to sell for four or five million.

The key point is that even if you have enough spiritual stones to buy such a level-breaking treasure, there is no way to buy it.

"Even in our sect, the astrological essence is one of the exchange items that the cultivators are rushing to grab. Several juniors at the peak of Yuan Dan are still waiting in line. This time I use the power of the Supreme Elder to intervene, but let them

A bit of complaining."

Yin Xianyi straightened her hair and said with a smile: "Even Senior Brother Gu, who is guarding the abyss of the Rift Valley, sent a message asking about the situation."

"Then the identity of this junior?"

Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat and he said with great uneasiness.

"Don't worry, little friend. My reply from Senior Brother Gu is that I met you in Fuyou City and we got along quite well, so I exempted you from the Chen family's guilt."

After a moment of pause, Yin Xianyi said forcefully: "The juniors of our sect don't need to waste much time explaining."

She did not deceive Chen Ping. Senior Brother Gu did send a message asking her why she took the astrological essence.

The few golden elixir seeds in the sect are all eagerly waiting to gather two drops of essence to break through the big bottleneck.

From this we can see how many interests are involved in this drop of essence.

Before, she would have had to explain it to her senior brother.

But after entering the middle stage of Jindan, she had the capital to become tougher.

Anyway, it's not the Three-turn Li Meteor Pill. If the astrological essence is revealed, the sect can produce one or two drops every three to fifty years.

After thinking for a while, Chen Ping stuffed the jade bottle into his sleeve robe without any hesitation, and at the same time promised in a deep voice: "Next time I see Master, I will definitely remember Yin Zhenren's protective actions.

tell."

He knew that the purpose of Yin Xianyi's nonsense was just for this sentence.

The illusory Master is the one this woman is fawning over!

"Tai Xuan wine is ready to drink."

After Yin Xianyi got what she wanted, she grabbed it on the coffee table and the wine glass was lifted out of thin air and fell into her hands.

Then, with a flick of her wrist, the golden elixir female cultivator automatically poured out two streams of unusually thick, amber-like dark yellow liquid from the flask, and handed it to Chen Ping herself.

Chen Ping didn't dare to neglect, and took the wine glass with a thank you. His mind immediately wandered around, and after finding no problem, he brought it to his mouth and slowly drank half of the glass.

As soon as this wine is put into the throat, it immediately transforms into a stream of pure spiritual energy that spreads throughout the body and limbs, giving people a warm feeling and making the whole body extremely comfortable.

"As expected of a fourth-level spiritual wine!"

A hint of surprise flashed across Chen Ping's face, and he said with praise.

Just this small half cup actually increased his skill for twenty days. It seemed that the effect of Taixuan wine on him was not as good as the Lingcha set.

"If you like it, little friend, why not drink a few more cups."
To be continued...