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The closer the golden bead is to the swallowed target, the greater the reaction will be.

This is the experience Chen Ping has summarized over the years.

Looking inside, the golden beads are like boiling magma, jumping back and forth in a space.

However, all changes only stop there.

It took two long breaths, but the ball of thunder ball tentacles that could melt everything did not appear.

Jinzhu has a strong desire to devour Shenya. This is a sure thing.

Is it because the level of the divine bud is too high and special conditions are required to trigger the opportunity?

Chen Ping closed his eyes and meditated, his thoughts changing rapidly without moving his expression.

"Are you still thinking of playing tricks in front of me?"

Zuo Cangxing glanced blankly and kicked Chen Ping over, who was squirming on the ground.

"Tick!"

At this time, a drop of light yellow stalactite fell into Chen Ping's mouth.

Immediately, an extremely strong pure spiritual energy exploded in his mouth.

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment, a strange color radiating from his eyes.

The purity of the energy contained in this stalactite actually slightly exceeds that of the fourth-grade cultivation elixir of the second path.

Could it be that the endless stony milk on the stone wall above our heads are all treasures that are close to ten thousand years old?

If you take all these stone milks back, will you still worry about not being able to advance your realm?

Even though he was behind bars, Chen Ping still swallowed hard.

"The human race is really greedy. They are still obsessed with treasures even when they are about to die."

A gentle and sweet female voice suddenly echoed in the empty surroundings.

He sounded like he was in his twenties or thirties, and there was a trace of indescribable indifference in his words.

The next moment, near where Chen Ping was, small light blue balls flew out inexplicably.

Like the stars in the sky, it emits a soft light, reflecting the world in the divine bud's body like daylight.

Chen Ping's spiritual thoughts hurriedly swept away, and he suddenly looked horrified.

Because these countless blue balls are actually composed of soul power.

As the aura filled the air, a trace of terrifying coercion formed. At the same time, the light balls rotated rapidly and gradually merged into a small crutch in the center.

On it, large pieces of green leaves are clearly visible and lifelike.

It resembles the true form of Shen Ya shrunk countless times.

Divine bud essence!

Chen Ping's heart skipped a beat.

The intensity of spiritual consciousness of a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul is usually around 200,000 feet.

The spirit in front of me definitely possesses soul power comparable to the Nascent Soul level.

The previous sense of luck was gone.

This eclipse god bud has been practicing for endless years in Yuexianchen, and has opened up its spiritual wisdom. Its strength is probably not lower than that of ordinary human Nascent Soul.

Although Riyue Qingzhi and Shenya are both sixth-level spiritual plants, the gap between them is as big as cloud mud and cannot be compared at all.

"Junior Chen Ping, I have met senior Shenya."

Because he was restrained by vines, Chen Ping could only lie down half-lying and clasping his fists, saying with respect on his face.

No matter what race you are, if you are far stronger than others, calling "Senior" is more meaningful than sneering with angry eyebrows.

"Senior, can you let me go? I really don't have any malicious intentions. Entering the secret realm was purely an accident."

Then, Chen Ping quickly begged for mercy.

"You swallowed my Yuexianchen origin and a vine, how dare you say that you are innocent?"

A vague wave came from Shenya's soul.

This time, it was the voice of a middle-aged man.

Chen Ping's eyelids twitched. No wonder the three people controlled by Shen Ya behaved strangely. They both wanted to kill him and capture him alive.

It turns out that this divine bud is born with two independent consciousnesses!

Thinking of this, Chen Ping couldn't help but curse the Sky Vine secretly.

Is it unclear, or is it deliberately concealed?

As for the origin of Yue Xianchen, he already had some ideas.

It's probably the green liquid sprayed from the gourd.

Since his relationship with Yue Xianchen is very secret, it is perfectly normal for him to have never heard of it.

"Bang!"

There was only a faint crisp sound, and a humanoid soul separated from Shenya's essence.

At first, the man's face was still blurry.

After a blink of an eye, the facial features and limbs appeared out of thin air.

This man has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a dignified appearance, and a sense of majesty that he has been in a position of power for a long time.

"It's him!"

After seeing the human soul clearly, Chen Ping's eyes flashed and he was greatly shocked.

This middle-aged monk is actually the last Nascent Soul Jian Zhenjun of Feitian Sect.

It is said that after picking up the divine bud, he died after being drained of all his essence and blood!

Of course, all the information Chen Ping knew was recorded in the secret records of the Lan Yue Sect.

It's difficult to judge how close it is to the facts.

What shocked Chen Ping was that Jian Zhenjun was a person who lived 25,000 years ago. How could he still be alive and well?

You must know that without a suitable physical body as a carrier, even the soul that transforms into a god cannot survive for long.

However, there are endless strange secret techniques and methods in the world of cultivation.

The existing cognition will basically be broken as the realm improves.

Chen Ping didn't worry too much.

From this point of view, the conspiracy in the secret realm was most likely jointly arranged by Shen Ya, Jian Zhenjun and the demon.

"Junior, you have a secret."

Staring at Chen Ping, Jian Zhenjun's soul said calmly.

"The situation of the younger generation is slightly better than that of fellow Taoists."

Chen Ping's expression remained unchanged and he replied respectfully.

At that moment, a powerful Nascent Soul consciousness spiraled out, scanning every part of his body back and forth several times.

"Crack!"

Zuo Cangxing's vine flicked, and Chen Ping's new clothes immediately fell into pieces.

On the right shoulder, there is a piece of skin that is the same as anywhere else.

But Shenya and Human Soul were staring at that place at the same time, refusing to let go.

"It's just a blindfold, but you still dare to show your ugliness."

Shen Ya's essence sneered, and a flash of green light covered it.

Then, a withered old tree with only one silver leaf left appeared.

Seeing this, Chen Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

The secret Jian Zhenjun talked about turned out to be the ancient tree mark.

In this way, the magic of golden beads is further highlighted.

After all, this thing has been jumping around in his Dantian.

Neither Jian Zhenjun nor Shenya noticed any abnormalities.

"The ancestral tree in Yuexianchen Holy Ruins!"

After the mark appeared, Shenya's soul seemed to be in a huge shock, and even the green leaves on the soul began to tremble sharply.

"Holy Ruins Ancestral Tree?"
To be continued...