"Fellow Daoist Wang, Hushan and his party have made you a lot of money, right?"

In the small hall closest to Chen Ping, an old man with white hair and a green face asked with a smile.

The person the old man asked was a seven-foot-tall blue-eyed man.

The two of them obviously had a good personal relationship, and the man didn't hide it. He said carelessly: "I just killed two late second-level blood plum foxes. The total is only forty points. It's not as good as Brother Fu. You should have one hundred and two in your hand."

Ten points, right?”

The white-haired old man was deeper in the city and did not directly answer the man's probing. He rolled his eyes and said: "Fu Mou got another news a few days ago. There is a group of fiery rhinos living on the other side of Po Lake. The leader is a second-level peak

, Fellow Daoist Wang, are you interested in planning and planning with me? Is there any gain? It should be divided equally according to the last time, 50-50!"

"That Po Lake five thousand miles west of the Guzhou Plain?"

The green-eyed man thought for a moment and said hesitantly: "In two days, there will be a medium-sized auction held once in March. I want to attend it before going."

"Haha, I thought you had some concerns!"

After hearing this, the white-haired old man laughed and said in agreement: "Fu is also preparing to participate in this medium-sized auction. Anyway, there are still several months until the end of the meeting of the two cities. There is no need to be too hasty in eradicating the monsters."

The next moment, Chen Ping walked past the two of them with the same expression.

Although these two people communicated through sound transmission with their spiritual consciousness, their mere cultivation of Foundation Establishment and Dzogchen Perfection could not escape his ears and eyes.

Every word was almost spoken directly into his ear.

Chen Ping naturally ignored the group of fiery rhinos.

He was very interested in the medium-sized auction that the two mentioned.

As far as he knows, this auction will be jointly organized by the five golden elixir forces in Yanning City.

Rarely seen high-level ores, Qingfenglongmushu, Qingxuhualudan, etc., and the treasures on his purchase list may all appear.

The open small halls on the second floor of Shuangcheng Pavilion should be dedicated to monks to discuss matters.

Chen Ping unceremoniously intercepted the conversation among the cultivators and found that most of their discussions were about points, monsters, auctions, etc.

"Well, he's here too?"

When passing a small hall, a look of surprise flashed across Chen Ping's eyes.

I saw three monks, two men and one woman, sitting against the wall.

These three people were obviously divided into two factions.

The purple-robed monk with a goatee sitting alone on one side was an acquaintance who surprised Chen Ping slightly.

This person is none other than his cheap fellow disciple, Yang Ziyu, the leader of Luo Hua Sect.

On the other side, a man with red phoenix eyes and a woman in a black dress were leaning very close to each other. It seemed that they were probably Taoist lovers.

Both of them have high cultivation levels and have reached the middle stage of Yuan Dan.

"Fellow Daoist Sheep, in view of your contribution in this clearing operation, you can only take away 10% of the loot!"

The man with red phoenix eyes stretched out a finger and said calmly.

The strange thing is that despite his arrogant tone, he gives people a gentle feeling.

"I'm afraid this is inappropriate. In order to intercept the Peacock King, Yang lost a low-grade Taoist weapon. If we only divide it into 10%, I'm afraid we won't even be able to recover the cost!"

Yang Ziyu defended weakly, looking submissive.

"The distribution of spoils has always been decided by the leader of the Ma League. If you are dissatisfied, just go to

Just complain to him."

The woman in black skirt smiled and said sarcastically.

"Yang knows that his magical power is low, so he will withdraw from the alliance now. Please apologize to the leader of Ma for me."

His face turned green and red for a long time. Yang Ziyu suddenly took a deep breath and said decisively.

"hehe!"

The woman in the black dress obviously had a sharp and mean temper. When she saw Yang Ziyu losing his temper, she immediately sarcastically said in a cold voice: "The rules of this alliance are clearly written, so you can just retreat if you want to?"

"Moreover, the alliance will go all out to exploit the newly found mineral vein. In this sensitive period, if you choose to withdraw, is it because you have the idea of ​​leaking the news to the outside world?"

"Spirit sister!"

The man with red and phoenix eyes covered his hands and interjected: "Fellow Taoist Yang, I think you should go to Tongma Alliance Leader in person to apply. We, husband and wife, cannot make the decision in this matter."

The two of them sang and harmonized, causing Yang Ziyu's face to darken.

But recalling the terrifying magical power of the monk surnamed Ma, his whole body was already cold, and he didn't dare to show it.

At this time, the three people did not know that their silent spiritual conversation had been overheard by someone outside the door.

…

"Junior Brother Sheep!"

Just when the situation was getting awkward, Chen Ping called out softly and walked into the small hall calmly.

"Senior Brother Chen!"

When he heard someone calling him, Yang Ziyu was stunned for a moment. After seeing the appearance of the man in green shirt, he couldn't help but feel happy and quickly followed his words.

The man with red phoenix eyes and the woman in black skirt were both shocked, and there was a hint of panic in their eyes as they looked at each other.

There is no need to elaborate on what it means to be silently intruded into the surrounding area by a strange monk.

"Fellow Taoist, are you Yang Ziyu's senior brother?"

The man with pink and phoenix eyes forced a smile and cupped his fists.

The aura of the monk in blue shirt was not restrained, it was thick and extremely oppressive, which all showed that he was a genuine Yuan Dan Dzogchen monk.

But the details of the Luo Hua Sect have been investigated clearly by them. This sect is weak and is just a new Yuan Dan force in Fuyou City.

The strongest one is Yang Ziyu in the early stage of Yuan Dan.

If he had a Yuan Dan Dzogchen behind him, why did he beg to join the alliance in the first place?

The man kept looking at Chen Ping, the suspicion on his face never fading.

"Why, do I still need to be certified by you to be his senior brother?"

Chen Ping's expression remained unchanged and he asked coldly.

"I don't dare."

When the Danfengyan monk was stared at by him, he felt a chill rising from his heart.

"I am Bai Ling. He is my Taoist companion Tongguan. We are all members of the Kunpeng Alliance."

The woman in the black skirt saw that her husband was embarrassed and quickly spoke.

"Kunpeng Alliance?"

After Chen Ping was startled, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Your alliance has such a strong tone!"

It's not like he was deliberately provoking.

Kunpeng, one of the true spirits of the demon clan in ancient times, has a record about it that has been passed down to this day.

Kun transformed into a bird, which is called Peng. The Peng's back is thousands of miles away, and it flies in anger, and its wings are like clouds hanging down from the sky.

According to records in various classics, Kunpeng's magical power can even overwhelm a real dragon.

Chen Ping didn't know which bold and arrogant person named this "Kunpeng Alliance".

In the world of cultivation, there are some things that need to be respected and avoided.

"You guys tell that Fellow Daoist Ma for me, I will take Junior Brother Yang away. From now on, he will have nothing to do with the Kunpeng Alliance."

Chen Ping waved his hand impatiently and stepped out first.

"Goodbye, two fellow Taoists."
Chapter completed!