“Fortunately, there is only the last day left to redeem points.”

Shen Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, took out a light pink dress from the storage ring, and finished dressing it up in a short time.

She originally thought about wearing her old ponytail, but after thinking about it carefully, she decided to tie her black hair up.

The whole person's temperament suddenly changed, losing some of his playful charm, and began to look graceful and luxurious.

At this time, she turned around and glanced at Chen Ping, who was neatly dressed, and suddenly found that the other person was also looking at her with a gentle look.

"Hiraro, should you feel relieved in the future?"

Shen Wanwan's mind moved and she said with some anger.

"Without the charming fragrance, your strength has dropped a lot."

Chen Ping smiled slightly and said calmly without flirting with her.

The natural spiritual body is truly mysterious.

As soon as Shen Wanwan became a woman, the fragrance released from all over her body immediately disappeared.

In the past, he would have had to defend his soul against the illusion cast by this woman, but now it had no effect on him.

"A conservative estimate is that the magical power has been reduced by 30%."

When Shen Wanwan heard this, she trembled slightly and said with a gloomy expression.

Strength is the foundation of a monk.

Although her Taoist companion is a golden elixir body practitioner who can protect her from wind and rain.

But after working hard for more than a hundred years to make a wedding dress for others, no one can accept it all at once.

"Wanwan, you are a well-known spirit trainer. How many third-level monsters do you raise?"

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and asked confusedly.

"Three heads."

After Shen Wanwan was startled, she sighed and said, "Cultivating spiritual beasts consumes too many resources. Wanwan still puts her own realm first."

Then, she informed Chen Ping of the details of the three-headed demon king.

Those three demons all have the bloodline of the heavenly demon that they cherish.

One head is in the late third level, and the two heads are in the middle third level.

Looking at it this way, Shen Wanwan will still have the upper hand when fighting against others at the same level.

After thinking thoughtfully for a moment, Chen Ping waved his sleeves and two objects floated in front of him.

They are a white-gray bird egg and an elixir vase carved with plum blossoms.

The bird egg was the treasure that Lu Ming, a loose cultivator at the underground exchange meeting, took out that day, and was the heir of the third-level Divine Wind Crane.

At that time, it was photographed by Ke Zifeng.

In the ice basin, Chen Ping killed this man, and the crane egg naturally fell into his hands.

"Wanwan took two things back to Haichang for me and gave them to Xue Yun."

Chen Ping pointed at the elixir bottle and said with a calm expression: "Inside this is a Qingxu Transformation and Leakage elixir with one pattern."

After hearing this, a look of disappointment flashed across Shen Wanwan's face.

However, she adjusted quickly and nodded: "After Wanwan returns to the city, she will ask her reliable colleagues to take the treasure to Haichang and hand it over to Sister Xue, um, Taoist Fellow Xue in person."

When Xue Yun was mentioned, she paused awkwardly for half a breath.

Although she was a latecomer, Xue Yun was younger than her and her cultivation was much weaker. She really couldn't call her sister.

"sorry to bother you."

Chen Ping noticed the details in her words, but he didn't care at all.

The ranking of sisters and sisters is simply boring.

As long as he is around, several women can't make trouble.

It's clear to see Shen Wanwan's attitude.

This woman was obedient to him with a hint of respect.

Even if the relationship between Taoist couples is unusual, it is essentially based on strength.

There is nothing wrong with which side has the strongest magical power and which side has the dominant position.

"Hinglang, you want to fight for the star essence, and Wanwan can't help you much. There are a batch of monster corpses here, which should be exchangeable for two thousand points."

Shen Wanwan rummaged through her waist and handed over a blue storage ring.

"Okay, I'll take it."

Chen Ping did not refuse in a serious manner and shook the ring into his sleeve.

After pondering for a while, he saw his palm light up, and the seven-star spectroscopic ax flew out.

"Wanwan is the master of Lan Yue Pavilion. It's easy to exchange this ax for a water-attributed psychic tool that suits the technique."

Shen Wanwan took the magic weapon in surprise, and a slightly sweet feeling filled her heart.

There are only a dozen or so low-grade psychic tools in the sect's treasure house.

Moreover, the target contribution points were so high that she could not even hope for them.

Now that she has acquired the psychic Taoist tools, as long as she breaks through the peak of Yuan Dan, she can barely control the low-grade psychic Taoist tools, and her magical powers will be even more powerful.

further.

Chen Ping's act of gifting the treasure made Shen Wanwan's eyes suddenly become captivating, and her limbs limply leaned into the man's arms.

"Hey, 20,000 middle-grade spiritual stones flew away."

Chen Ping looked generous on his face, but in fact he felt a lot of pain in his heart.

The Seven-Star Light Splitting Ax is a true psychic tool.

In two hundred years, this was the first time he gave someone such an expensive treasure.

Chen Ping even wanted to encounter Dou Hanhai immediately and kill him to make up for the loss.

As for his joyful gift of treasures, he mainly considered two aspects.

First, Shen Wanwan really lost her charming fragrance because of him.

This pure energy increased his chances of breaking through the golden elixir by half.

Second, Shen Wanwan is a direct disciple cultivated by Lan Yue Sect.

If this woman is supported, it will be of great help to his future plans.

"Wangqin Island has angered Guizong this time. What are the Baodan Chamber of Commerce, Danhui Sect and other forces in Fuyou City doing now?"

Chen Ping rolled his eyes and said slowly.

"You must have taken a fancy to the two alchemy saints who are resident in Fuyou City on Wangqin Island!"

Shen Wanwan rolled her eyes at him and said angrily.

"You are the one who knows me."

Pursing his lips, Chen Ping admitted without hesitation.

"Pinglang, don't think about it anymore. The people who originally belonged to Wangqin Island have been controlled by the monks of our sect in advance and imprisoned in Wuyuan Mountain."

"I'm just waiting for Master Uncle Yin's order to be escorted to Wangqindao Sect as a bargaining chip in negotiations."

Shen Wanwan said with a smile in her starry eyes.

"Your Majesty's work is really impeccable."

Chen Ping bared his teeth feeling slightly depressed, then changed the subject and said: "By the way, I have to trouble Wanwan to pass a message from me to the family."

"Chen Xingchao immediately rushed to the Rift Valley Abyss to follow Lan Yue's orders. Chen Yiru, who was replaced, returned to the family and was on standby."

Although the family has gained two new Yuandan monks, the other one is not Dongqing.

Mu Yi's alchemy skills were very exquisite, and Chen Ping was prepared to devote resources to cultivating them.

Therefore, we had to deal with the miserable Chen Xingchao first.

"Oh, Wanwan understands."

Shen Wanwan raised her head and looked at him strangely.

"Ahem, you're worrying too much."

Chen Ping's scalp felt numb and he said seriously: "Aunt Ru is an old friend of your deceased father-in-law. As a junior, it is natural for me to take care of her."

"I didn't say anything."

Shen Wanwan covered her mouth and smiled, a hint of happiness welling up.

The monk who was regarded as a vicious person by the outside world went out of his way to explain a small matter to her.
To be continued...