In short, Chen Ping only needs to kill three zombie-level zombies to exchange for a false treasure pill.

Just like the points system of the Twin Cities Meeting, battle merit points are divided into points upon death.

After killing the aliens, this specially refined black token will automatically release a ray of mysterious power and the number will be engraved on the token.

It's much more advanced than the tokens originally distributed by Shuangcheng Pavilion.

"This object is made from a rubbing of one of our sect's heaven-reaching spiritual treasures, and even the Yuanying monks cannot fake it."

Concubine Shu Mu gave a straightforward warning and was very satisfied with the eagerness of the cultivators to give it a try.

The situation in the outer seas is eroding, and although retreating to the archipelago is just a last resort, it can still be regarded as a preservation strategy.

Maybe in a few decades, these people will all be Jindan guests of Zhenzong.

Generous reward treasures will reduce the resistance to conquering the archipelago by several percent in the future.

"Shu Zhenjun, this junior must go back to the sect."

Qian Wusheng was the first to apply.

However, after a long time, no second person responded.

Practitioners are not fools.

It's extremely safe to stay with Mr. Shu Zhen, so why put yourself at risk to help the Nether Fire Sect rescue the siege.

"I'll be with you."

Liang Yingzhuo stood in front of Qian Wusheng with an expressionless face.

"Thank you Daoist Liang for your help."

Qian Wusheng said slightly moved.

"I still owe fellow Taoist Qian a favor, so let's go together."

The speaker was actually Chen Ping!

"Hiira..."

Shen Wanwan's face looked worried, but she stopped talking.

Giving the Taoist companion a comforting look, Chen Ping stepped out firmly in a row.

Of course he didn't just want to repay Qian Wusheng's favor.

The only purpose of this trip is to gain a large amount of battle points.

Unlike other fellow Taoists, he has puppets, fourth-level spiritual pets, the Ten Thousand Sword Formation and other means, and is not afraid of the encirclement and suppression by the Yin Spirit Clan at all.

Moreover, it is inconvenient to expose the divine soul method and thunder method in a martial arts fight under Concubine Shu Mu's eyes.

It's far less enjoyable than doing it alone.

"Chen Dao is so friendly."

Concubine Shu Mu's beautiful eyes narrowed and she nodded appreciatively.

Then she pointed at Du Qinyi and Feng Tianyu and ordered: "The two nephews will go with fellow Taoist Qian to support Youhuo Sect."

"Uncle Master, Xingzi wants to go too."

Zuo Cangxing asked softly.

"Nonsense, your punishment for secretly leaving the sect last time has not been determined yet, what kind of trouble are you planning to make?"

Concubine Shu Mu scolded her unceremoniously.

"Xingzi, stay with my uncle and don't cause any trouble again."

Seeing Concubine Shu Mu's cold expression, Feng Tianyu immediately pulled Zuo Cangxing and said seriously.

"All right."

Zuo Cangxing looked aggrieved and nodded reluctantly.

Next, Concubine Shu Mu gave instructions to the people who were moving separately for a long time, and then led the team back to the spirit ship.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, when will my brown turtle puppet be repaired?"

Before leaving, Gu Sixian said in a somewhat uneasy voice.

"Three to five years."

Speaking ambiguously, Chen Ping closed his ears.

Gu Sixian is taking his credibility seriously!

As a proud puppet master, he has his own principles.

It's just a fourth-level high-grade puppet, there is no need for shameless greed.

A group of high-level monks quickly divided into two armies.

Watching Concubine Shu Mu's spirit ship sail into the Wangqin waters, Qian Wusheng anxiously released a spirit ship.

…

After traveling five thousand miles, the spirit ship gradually deviated from the direction of Wangqin Island.

We drove quickly towards Youhuo Gate.

"Brother Chen!"

Late at night, a wisp of spring breeze-like power of spiritual consciousness swayed through the box.

"Hey, after all, it was you who couldn't hold it in first."

Chen Ping smiled sinisterly, opened the boat window, and followed a figure flying high into the sky.

…

The dual sky is heavy, and the strong wind is howling.

The two golden elixirs locked onto the spirit ship below while making a deal fiercely.

Half an hour later, Feng Tianyu glanced at the person in front of him resentfully, feeling extremely depressed.

In order to obtain six hundred silks of golden elixir energy, he actually paid ten top-quality fire spirit stones and one condition!

Chen Ping's request is not difficult.

Before the monks from the Formation Sect leave the archipelago, just give him a ride.

The energy of the golden elixir is related to the magical power of the third life. Even if it is a star in the sky, he will try his best to pick it off.

What alarmed Feng Tianyu was that Chen Ping's appetite seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

What should I exchange for the Nascent Soul energy in the future?

"After the secret realm of Feitian Sect, how many of you have been staying in the archipelago?"

Chen Ping turned a blind eye to Feng Tianyu's gloomy look.

There are no free meals in the world.

Besides, the energy of golden elixir is extremely important, so it is reasonable to exchange it for some precious resources.

"If Master Shu doesn't go back, how can I, a minor cultivator of Jindan, dare to cross the black sand sea?"

Feng Tianyu said angrily.

When he first entered Yuanyan, he took the shortcut to Tianshou Island.

At that time, the Heavenly Beast Island had not yet taken refuge with the monster clan in the outer sea, and was very respectful to the Zongzong.

But today is different from the past.

The formation sect monks no longer dare to trust the Bishui clan easily.

"My little brother has a bitter spirit root. It's hard to say how far away it is, but the Yuanying Avenue is destined. I hope Brother Chen can sincerely cooperate with me."

Feng Tianyu smiled lightly and emphasized.

"What are you crazy about? The Bitter Spirit Root ranks fifth."

Seeing this man's arrogant look, Chen Ping cursed in his heart.

If it weren’t for my own Taiyi spiritual root,

Not sure, he had already turned away and left.

"By the way, where did the True Lord Zhaoxie come from?"

Suddenly, Chen Ping changed the topic.

Previously, Concubine Shu Mu had told several of her nephews about Zhao Xie's appearance in the sea.

"Zhao Xie's identity is very mysterious. He is a new Nascent Soul evil cultivator from Wuya Sea. No matter how much information there is, I really don't know."

Feng Tianyu said without hesitation.

Endless sea area!
To be continued...