More than fifty years passed in a blink of an eye, and Chen Ping's realm improved from the late stage of foundation building to the late stage of Yuandan.

Shen Wanwan's resources may not be as good as his, but due to the advantages of her earth-grade spiritual roots and her background at the peak of foundation building, she is not far behind in terms of realm, and has also reached the late stage of Yuan Dan.

"Senior nephew Shen, he is Chen Ping and Chen, my old friend whom I met in Fuyou City. You two should have a good relationship."

Yin Xianyi pointed at Chen Ping beside her and said with a smile.

"Wanwan has met Fellow Daoist Chen!"

Shen Wanwan bowed and said crisply.

Although the yellow-faced scholar's appearance did not match the character in the information, she was not surprised. There were so many disguise techniques in the cultivation world, and almost all high-level monks had practiced one or two.

"Thank you Fairy Shen for helping me."

Chen Ping's expression changed, he immediately became gentle and polite, and said gracefully.

Yin Xianyi said before that the two of them had dealt with each other before, and there was no need to introduce her. It was because the family had been behind the Lan Yue Sect in recent years, and it was the woman in front of her.

Because he was worried that his family would be liquidated by the Shangzong, Chen Ping asked Chen Xiangwen to make friends with Lanyue's senior officials.

The backer the Chen family is looking for is Shen Wanwan, who has become the elder of Yuandan.

But in Shen Wanwan's memory, the two of them had never met face to face.

"What Wanwan did is not worth mentioning."

Shen Wanwan covered her apricot lips and said with a smile.

She was far from as calm and comfortable in her heart as she appeared on the surface.

Haichang Chenjia was originally just a small and unknown force.

The first time the name of the Chen family came to her mind was after she heard that this family of whales had swallowed up Kongming and Gujiao Islands.

To her great surprise, not long after they met, a member of the Chen family, Yuan Dan, named Chen Xiangwen, actually used connections to find her with the intention of seeking asylum.

At that time, Thousand-Eyed Ancient Toad had already broken through to the fourth level, and her status suddenly rose, so she reluctantly agreed.

Some time ago, Xing Linnian of the Haichang Chen family gave her 50,000 spiritual stones as a tribute.

As for the uncomfortable feeling, it was because Shen Wanwan knew very well that she didn't put much effort into shielding the Chen family from the wind and rain.

Of course, I can't entirely blame her.

The group that insists on dealing with the Chen family is headed by Chu Qingling, the master of the Sword-holding Peak Mountain.

This person's power is too great, and he is in retreat to attack the golden elixir realm.

If she succeeds, she will never be able to offend a sword cultivator in the Golden Core Realm, even if the Thousand-Eyed Ancient Toad relies on her.

What's more, the Chen family's filial piety is not much, just fifty thousand spirit stones every ten years.

It is impossible for her to harm her vital interests for this benefit.

In fact, the sect is already preparing to deal with the Haichang Chen family and the Broken Star Sect who colluded with them.

But she never expected that the Chen family would still have room for a turn of events.

At the critical moment, Yin Xianyi issued a simple and shocking edict, which directly absolved the Chen family of guilt.

Who dares to say "no" to the Supreme Elder's order?

For a time, the sect was in turmoil, and even the arrogant Chu Qingling fell silent.

Then, Patriarch Yin took away the astrological essence from the treasure house and returned to Fuyou City again.

Although she didn't say it clearly, Shen Wanwan was almost certain that the drop of the rank-breaking treasure was exchanged for Chen Ping.

Shen Wanwan was puzzled by this and had many doubts in her heart.

Is it possible that there is an inexplicable relationship between the two?

But how could someone like Yin Xianyi fall in love with a Yuandan monk with a middle-grade spiritual root?

Now, after discovering that Chen Ping's realm was the same as hers, Shen Wanwan felt a little enlightened.

There must be a great opportunity hidden in this person!

And Patriarch Yin probably made some kind of deal with Chen Ping in private.

It has to be said that Shen Wanwan Bingxue was extremely smart and she guessed everything in just a few moments.

"Senior Nephew Shen, please take Xiaoyou Chen for a walk in Lanyue Pavilion. I've invited Master Lingyao tonight."

Yin Xianyi looked at the two of them.

Eyes, said something very kindly.

"Junior, take your leave."

Hearing the meaning of seeing off guests in her words, Chen Ping cupped his fists knowingly.

With a flash of fragrant wind, Shen Wanwan walked out of the box, spread her hands and said: "Wanwan is a new official this time and has brought a lot of good things from the sect. I hope Fellow Daoist Chen will take care of me more in the future!"

"You're welcome, Fairy Shen. If you encounter a suitable treasure, Chen will naturally be willing to give it generously."

Smelling the fragrance that drifted into his nose, Chen Ping's ears twitched, and he glanced at Yin Xianyi from the corner of his eye, then gathered his soul and followed slowly.

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After the two people disappeared from the box, Yin Xianyi pointed at each other, closed the stone door, and then opened his mouth to spit out surging wood-attribute spiritual power, forming several isolation restrictions in an instant.

After making a cup of warm tea, Yin Xianyi touched her sleeve and took out a dark blue spirit beast bag.

I saw her turn the bag mouth down and shake it gently.

After a flash of black light, a ferocious centipede four to five feet long suddenly appeared on the ground.

This centipede is covered with green scales the size of fingernails. There are strange carving-like patterns printed on the three feet below its head. A pair of eyes flash red, as if there is a ball of spiritual fire burning in them.

"Nine Yin...See...Ancestor Yin!"

After the giant centipede stretched its body while hovering on the ground, thousands of pairs of legs gathered together at the same time, and it actually uttered a staccato and harsh human language.

Watching its funny movements really makes people laugh.

Yin Xianyi paid no attention to it, and just said lightly: "Jiuyin, your clan's perception of the soul is far beyond ordinary people. How strong can you find out the strength of Chen Ping's soul?"

"Forefather, that boy has practiced a strange soul defense secret technique. The specific strength cannot be sensed by Jiuyin, but according to Jiuyin's judgment, it is definitely not less than 20,000 feet."

Afraid that the half-baked human language would delay the answer, Jiuyin Lianxin Centipede quickly used his mind to transmit the message.

"The divine soul technique with its own defensive skills!"

Yin Xianyi suddenly narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: "No wonder he is so strong. The senior indeed passed on a top secret technique to him. The puppet master combined with the secret technique of the soul is enough to support him in fighting two lower levels."

"The mysterious foundation that killed Xu Chengjian, an inner disciple of our sect, on Wangqin Island was undoubtedly disguised by this kid."

Yin Xianyi thought to herself thoughtfully.

Decades ago, the Xu family on Wangqin Island reported a secret incident.

A late-stage foundation-building monk who was suspected of mastering the secret technique of the soul not only killed Lan Yue's disciples, but also calmly escaped from the hands of early-stage Yuandan monks.

At that time, Yin Xianyi once doubted whether it was the true inheritance of the Sword and Cauldron Sect that had been experienced across the sea.

Now that the two clues were combined, she already had a definite answer in her mind.

"Ancestor, the level of the divine soul technique that boy has mastered must be not low."

Twisting his densely packed foot limbs, Jiuyin said in a weird voice: "If the ancestor can obtain this technique, he will no longer have to be afraid of the Jindan monks of the Sword and Cauldron Sect."

"I will make my own decision on this matter."

Yin Xianyi's pupils shrank slightly and she said coldly.

Jiuyin didn't know Chen Ping's background, but his advice was true.

Any soul and secret technique is considered a treasure in the Yuanyan Islands.

For example, the God-Seeking Technique that is not taught to the true disciples of the Jianding Sect is only at the lower level of Xuanpin. However, when monks from other sects fight against the disciples of the Jianding Sect, they will naturally suffer a big loss.

To say that she is not greedy for Chen Ping's secret skills is purely to lie to herself.

But thinking of the Nascent Soul cultivator behind this child, Yin Xianyi suddenly felt frightened and pinched away the seeds of greed without hesitation.

Compared with the treasure, life is obviously more important.

Furthermore, things in this world do not necessarily have to be obtained through forceful means.

She has already eased the relationship between the two of them, and she can work on it slowly in the future.

Of course, Yin Xianyi did not know at this time that the level of Taiyi Yan Shenfa was the upper level of heaven, which even the Huashen Sect could not obtain.

Putting aside whether Chen Ping is willing to exchange, even if she obtains the cultivation method, but without the Golden Pattern Leaf Initiation, there is a high probability that she will not be able to break through to the third level, and will die due to exhaustion of life span.

"Chen Ping is just the leader of a small force under the sect. He secretly mastered these skills but did not take the initiative to hand them over to the ancestor. He deserves to be punished!"

The Nine Yin Centipede waved its spear-like tentacles and said viciously.

With a cold glance, Yin Xianyi frowned slightly, and then her face became expressionless.

Then, she created a strange magic formula and let out a burst of obscure spells.
To be continued...