Transforming an ordinary soul into a god is the first step in cultivating the Tao.

The person who taps out the soul has transcended the world and entered the Tao, and is regarded as entering the first level of Qi training.

With the talent of the Immortal Bamboo Spiritual Root, Chen Fuyao needs about three to ten days.

But it couldn’t withstand the spiritual power empowerment of the Yuanying monks.

A mere hour later, the little girl's soul had completely transformed, and a faint trace of spiritual power began to flow through her meridians and Dantian.

"Wood, thunder attribute."

After a moment of induction, Chen Ping learned about Chen Fuyao's spiritual root attributes.

Pure wood and thunder without any other attributes.

Among them, the wood attribute is the root of all immortal bamboo spiritual roots.

The derived thunder attribute is Fuyao's extra opportunity.

"It's hard to handle."

Slowly releasing his palm, Chen Ping felt troubled.

Whatever kind of spiritual root you have, you should cultivate whatever attributes you have and major in the exercises.

But the heavenly skills with attributes are really rare.

For example, he himself clearly has the three spiritual roots of fire, earth, and wood, but the Shuo Ri Immortal Earth Code he cultivated only contains the attributes of fire and earth.

A kind of spiritual root was wasted in vain.

You must know that each attribute has its own merits, and being able to learn all of them is the key to laying the foundation of the Tao.

Over the years, he has collected more than a dozen heavenly skills.

However, they all have individual wood or thunder attributes.

The main practice that combines the two has not yet been found.

"What a colorful candy!"

Chen Fu, who was only four years old, was dancing happily and running around in the secret room.

"That is the natural spiritual energy cultivated by the human race.

Dahui shook his beard and explained in a serious manner.

After enlightenment, Chen Fuyao has been able to sense various air currents in the colorful world.

"sit down!"

Chen Ping, who was worried about choosing exercises for her, frowned, pointed at the futon on the ground and said coldly: "Cultivation begins with cultivating the mind. You must not leave this thing for five days."

"I know, uncle."

Chen Fuyao's little body trembled, and she timidly sat down cross-legged.

Compared to the ferocious-looking Da Hui, she was particularly afraid of the handsome uncle in front of her.

"From now on, you must change your name and call me Master."

Squeezing out a warm smile, Chen Ping continued: "Fuyao, you are the first direct disciple that I have accepted."

"Once you are a teacher, you are always a father. Girl, you still haven't paid your respects to the master!"

Dahui signaled excitedly.

The master's supernatural powers are always in the same realm.

Impacting God is also a sure thing.

If this little girl can enter the master's door, her future will be bright.

"Fuyao pays homage to the master."

Chen Fuyao, who had successfully opened her spirit, had a spiritual intelligence that was beyond comparison with those of her age. She knelt down and kowtowed several times in a decent manner.

"Bar.

Chen Ping looked calm and calm, but his heart was secretly happy.

That's how people are.

Whatever is precious will be cherished subconsciously.

If it were an ordinary genius with high-grade spiritual roots or earthly spiritual roots, Chen Ping would never take a glance at him.

"Master, I heard that powerful human beings generally require small gifts when accepting disciples. The stronger the reward, the more powerful it is to show off one's strength and status."

Seeing the master in a happy mood, he struggled to regain his courage when he was discouraged.

"Are you so kind to the insect baby?"

Chen Ping said with a sideways glance.

The winged evil group multiplied rapidly, and several insect larvae with extraordinary talents were produced.

However, Dahui is only responsible for sowing seeds and has no intention of cultivating.

"Which lord."

Dahui didn't know how to express it, so he yelled a few times shyly.

"where!

Chen Fuyao imitated the sound of insects and made a weird face at Dahui.

"Obviously I am the one who saved you through life and death."

Rolling his eyes, Chen Ping stared sourly.

"Master, do you have Fuyao's gift?"

The girl said with great interest.

"It's a joke, I am invincible under my transformation as a god, it's just a gift."

Halfway through, Chen Ping was speechless. He seemed to have really forgotten about it.

Back then, Weng Mu's father begged him to accept him as a disciple, but instead he showed him a lot of filial piety.

"Let's talk about He Zhuji later."

After saying a few words lightly, Chen Ping grabbed the big ash and disappeared, leaving Chen Fuyao meditating alone.

Feel loneliness and adapt to loneliness.

A monk's life is mostly spent in solitude.

Five days later.

Chen Ping hid behind the stone wall and stared at the little figure on the futon with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Fuyao has a lively temperament, and logically speaking, she will not obey orders well.

However, he somewhat underestimated his determination.

For five whole days and nights, Fuyao was as motionless as a wooden stake.

Xian's smart eyes were still looking around, looking for any trace of Big Hui.

After getting no results, I simply closed my eyes in a decent manner and settled in today.

Chen Ping was not worried about hunger, thirst and exhaustion accompanying Fu Yao.

The quality of the white fat futon she sat on was as high as level five, and it had the effect of helping to refresh the mind and replenish spiritual energy.

Ordinary Nascent Souls in the early stages do not have such luxurious cultivation conditions.

"Master, is it too early to start practicing at the age of four?"

Dahui flapped his wings and said worriedly.

"Gu Sixian from Lanyue Sect is also an old acquaintance of yours. He entered the Taoist path at the age of five precisely because he had the support of the sect and had elders who were willing to invest resources and efforts in training him in advance."

"Tianzhi tried to practice Qi as soon as he started. I didn't have the conditions back then.

Waving his hand, Chen Ping disagreed.

He thought of the bitter fate of his previous life.

Born in a mortal fishing village, he was discovered by the immortal master of Qianfa Sect at the age of ten and was introduced to the sect.

If you start practicing with a big force, you may be able to become a real person with golden elixir in your previous life.

"Bah, it's a good thing I died once, otherwise I wouldn't have the magical powers I have today."

After thinking about it for a while, Chen Ping felt happy again.

"Fuyao, please read through this inlaid wood treasure scroll. If you don't understand it, don't ask."

Sitting face to face, Chen Ping flicked his finger, and a spiritual light shot into the girl's sea of ​​consciousness.

Inlaid Wood Treasure Scroll, a low-grade wood-attribute skill of the Heavenly Grade.

It is also the best quality pure wood attribute technique that Chen Ping currently has on hand.

Since he got it from some unlucky fellow Taoist's storage ring, he completely forgot about it.

There is no way, things are piling up.

He has been too lazy to organize it for nearly fifty years.

"Inlaid wood treasure scroll..."

A green article of about 10,000 words flashed across Chen Fu's mind, and she tried to get in touch with it.

Two hours later.

Seeing that the girl still closed her eyes and said nothing, Chen Ping couldn't help but said: "Why do you sleep at such a young age?"

"Master, Fuyao doesn't think it's difficult."

Chen Fuyao was startled and said aggrievedly.

"Um?

Hearing this, Chen Ping narrowed his eyes, threw away a jade slip in disbelief and said, "Your detailed annotations sentence by sentence."

"oh."

Taking the jade slip, Chen Fuyao began to engrave with her weak spiritual consciousness.

After a while, Chen Ping Gujing Bubo's expression gradually changed, from surprise to joy.

Although the wood-embedded treasure scroll he gave was a method for practicing Qi in the early stages, it was very difficult for a young child who had never been exposed to the Tao before.

However, Chen Fuyao has an extraordinary talent for enlightenment and has shown a strong talent for enlightenment.

"There are many mistakes made behind closed doors."

After forcibly picking out a few things that were wrong, Chen Ping trained.

His vision is naturally not comparable to that of Chen Fuyao.

In order to prevent the girl from developing a arrogant temper, he corrected some imperfections in the annotations.

Then, Chen Ping gave her several minor spells and ordered her to practice them.

In the secret room.

More than a dozen wooden cones and wooden balls were flying and playing, and Chen Fuyao's face turned red with joy as she cast the spell.

"This woman's talent for enlightenment is as good as mine."

After the test, Chen Ping covered up the shock in his eyes.

Chen Fuyao's performance exceeded his expectations.

Especially his aptitude for practicing magic seems to be better than his.

"The Tiger Master has no dog disciples."

Chen Ping sighed, then interrupted Chen Fuyao's spell and ordered her to meditate quietly.

One and a half months later.

Chen Fuyao breaks through the second level of Qi Control and Training.

This time, Chen Ping was completely relieved.

After all, the difference in cultivation talents given by special spiritual roots is not small.

The lowest grade is earthly grade, the highest grade is super heavenly grade.

He himself is slightly more powerful than Tianling.

And Chen Fuyao's Immortal Bamboo Spiritual Root cultivation speed is almost the same as his.

If we allocate all resources, Yuanying's previous progress will be unstoppable.

After leading her on the road, Chen Ping let her go for a while.

"Spend ten hours a day to understand the skills, and you can allocate the remaining time freely."

Chen Ping issued a death order.

Even though he was frustrated and wanted to plead for mercy, he was slapped back by a thought that contained a warning.

Jade is not cut, not a device.

He finally accepted a disciple who was expected to become a god, and he wanted to teach him everything he could in one go.

Entering the secret room next door, Chen Ping tried to guide the operation of the technique.

But the inner demons that arose a few years ago still haven't disappeared.

br “Perhaps it is a sequelae caused by taking pills recently.”

Chen Ping thought about it and postponed the improvement of his cultivation level.

Nascent Soul has three thousand years of longevity, and he is not yet five hundred years old, so he is really not too impatient.

Of course, he didn't gain anything.

After recovering from his injuries, the secret techniques in the Sunlight Immortal Earth Code were also improved.

In more than ten years, the fifty-year period revealed by Taiqing Spirit Master will come.

What's more, after the ghost tribe Tuoba Qian used his secret method to save his life, his strength will soon return to its peak.

From all angles, he had to go back to the archipelago to eliminate the cause of the disaster once and for all.

It is difficult to break through the realm before this, and if you get involved in a battle between gods, the danger will be extremely high.

After pouring the wine for a long time, Chen Ping flicked his sleeves and robe, and several corpses with a pungent fishy smell appeared floating in the air.

Two sea tribesmen and two giant spirit kings harvested from the Manjue Continent.

As long as the four heads are created, his strength will rise to a new level.

It took more than half a year.

Chen Ping, who is skilled in puppeteering, obtained the four-headed puppet relatively easily.

There are two top-level fifth-level Gonghai people and the King Blood Djinn.

As well as the fifth-level high-grade mother sea tribe, the ordinary giant spirit king.

The Sea Clan Puppet Castle has retained most of its original strength, but the two giant spirit puppets are like a flower stand.

The giant spirit eye that was the source of Bike's magical power had been dug out by him, and his magical power suddenly dropped by several percent.

Chen Ping did not swallow those giant spirit eyes for the time being, but kept them in a jade bottle, waiting for news from a person.

His eyes swept to a dense space, and he checked Bu Ningmei's condition.

This woman has been in seclusion for nearly five years, and her aura has almost reached its peak.

Withdrawing his consciousness, Chen Ping specifically ordered Dahui to take Chen Fuyao, who had just broken through the fourth level of Qi training, out of the island to relax.

"Boom!"

On this day, there was sudden thunder on a remote and quiet island.

Then the golden and silver thunder arc suddenly exploded.

Amidst the rolling dark clouds, electric arcs fell from the sky one by one,

At first they were one root at a time, but in an instant they became densely packed, pouring down like a torrential rain.

The two-color arc struck the top of the mountain and exploded one after another, turning into balls of dazzling light and easily sinking the island.

Immediately, there was a great flash of silver light in the heart of the mountain.

Amidst the strange muffled violent sounds, a woman with a clear look rushed out and faced the thunder above directly.

This scene made Chen Ping, who was watching Lei Jie from a distance, wink slightly.

The person who overcame the calamity was naturally his concubine Bu Ningmei.

More than ten days ago, this woman triggered the Nascent Soul Tribulation.

The calamity of physical cultivation is very different from that of ordinary monks.

There is almost no control over the magic power level and the spiritual awareness level.

After getting rid of her inner demons, Bu Ningmei faced the two-color thunder disaster.

The power of physical training thunder calamity is far beyond what he experienced before.

In just a short moment, the sea area with a radius of hundreds of miles was covered with thunder and lightning.

The monsters in the sea caused countless casualties.

An hour later, the extremely thick clouds of calamity gradually thinned and dispersed.

In just a few breaths, rays of sunlight penetrated the dark clouds and shot down.

"It's done?"

Chen Ping did not beam with joy.

He did not provide Bu Ningmei with the best resources to overcome the calamity because of the entanglement in his heart.

I didn't take this girl in because of lust.

Instead, I want to practice Xuannu Dianfeng Gong, the treasured double cultivation technique among golden beads.

According to his speculation, the dark and yellow energy of yin and yang can be closely related to dual cultivation.

Therefore, it is urgent to practice the exercises.

The treasure technique is of infinite value, and Bu Ningmei has never been the first candidate in his mind.

To put it more clearly, he felt that this woman was not worthy of practicing the precious Dharma with him.

"Hey, since I succeeded, I might as well accept my fate. The Nascent Soul Female Body Cultivation in the Brahma Sea will only be defeated by the index."

"That girl named Shu missed a great opportunity for no reason, and I feel sorry for her."

In an instant, Chen Ping calmed down and stopped booing.

Concubine Shu Mu’s history is unclear, so it’s impossible to have firm control over her as a dual cultivator.

On the other hand, Bu Ningmei is different.

The physical cultivation of Yuanying in the early stage can be easily suppressed by a divine soul technique.

Brother Ping!"

A red ray of light shot out from the ruins, and Bu Ningmei excitedly ran into the man's arms.

Before the tribulation, Chen Ping had revealed his real name to her.

"Forehead…

This familiar name made Chen Ping think of Gong Lingshan, and his eyes softened a little when he looked at the woman.

"Boom!"

Under the embrace of Nascent Soul Physical Cultivator, circles of transparent shock waves swept out, and the waves were swallowed up in all directions.

"good!

Chen Ping patted Bu Ningmei and looked slightly happy.

After worrying about it for so many years, I finally found a physique that was as good as him.

The clear red marks on his shoulders proved that Bu Ningmei's pure physical training was stronger than him.

Chen Fu is very lively from afar.

The stern master has disappeared for a month.

There was no more sneaking around corners to supervise her practice.

However, as time went by, the little girl began to miss her master a little bit.

"Uncle Chong, where has the master gone?"

Chen Fuyao's braids were lowered and lowered, reflecting the questions she had at the moment.

"Just take care of your own cultivation."

Da Hui said seriously.

"oh."

Chen Fuyao didn't understand it at all, so she soon lost interest and insisted on going out to the island to play.

…

After absorbing Yin Xuan's power, Chen Ping's physical realm, which was barely close to the limit, also broke through the bottleneck like a smooth sailing.

Physical cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul!

By doing this, he was able to do it with ease.

"Ningmei, it's time to get down to business."

On this day, Chen Ping stood up like a carp and said solemnly.

After saying that, he opened his mouth and spat out, and a golden mountain leaf emerged.

The secret room dyed with brilliant light is like gold plating.

Golden patterned leaves!"

Bu Ningmei's breathing was stagnant, and her heart was beating uncontrollably.

"Yes, it contains a treasured dual cultivation method."

Chen Ping looked directly at the woman and spoke word by word.

Xuannv's Dianfeng Gong is divided into seven levels.

The first three floors have been redeemed by him.

The few pieces of fourth- and fifth-level ores he consumed were no problem at all.

"Treasure Technique"

Bu Ningmei's mind went crazy, and she opened her red lips in confusion.

Not to mention that she was a monk who had just been promoted to Nascent Soul. Even an experienced major cultivator would be shocked beyond measure.

If this technique spreads, the entire Fancang Northern Territory will be plunged into a bloody storm.

"The gold-patterned magic leaf was made by Huashen Zun, and this magic was given by a friend of my master."

Chen Ping said calmly: "This is exactly the purpose of giving you the resources to conceive a baby."

"Brother Ping, Ningmei is willing to do the hard work of dogs and horses."

Bu Ningmei suddenly agreed and quickly expressed her feelings.

He is half-stepped into becoming a god, and there is a sixth-level master behind him. Where can you find such a wishful husband in the world!

The two faced each other face to face.

There is a gold-patterned Dharma leaf attached to his forehead.

Chen Ping had tried it before and found that this method leaf could not be opened by one person alone.

Now the yin and yang meet, and both thoughts are drawn into it.

Upon entering, it turned out to be a closed room several miles across.

The hall is elegantly decorated, with unknown sandalwood burning in the corner.

The windows and doors are filled with antique flowers and exotic plants.

"Brother Ping, that seems to be a sixth-level spiritual grass."

The phantom body transformed into Bu Ningmei's consciousness shook violently, pointing at a colorful short flower path.

Chen Ping's knowledge far exceeds that of this woman.

His expression added to the shock,

These potted plants placed everywhere are intended to plant Zhu's seventh-level spiritual flowers!

The sixth level ones are completely worth mentioning.

It's a pity that these treasures are fake things condensed with magic power, otherwise he, Chen Zhenjun, would have been unable to hold them back.

In the center of the room, there is an elegant stone bed.

The pure white vertebral cover was dragged down, and two figures sitting side by side were faintly visible.

A figure has a bumpy shape and is obviously a woman.

The other person has broad shoulders and a thick body. There is no doubt that he is a male cultivator.

"Brother Ping, your master's friend, the Taoist monk who planned to become a god before becoming a god, and his body taught us the magic?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Bu Ningmei's beautiful eyes,

"At such a level of cultivation, there is still a lot of generosity."

Chen Ping made unexplainable nonsense.

"Wow!"

The moment the two of them approached the stone bed, the curtains around them slowly opened automatically.

And they turned into charming snowy air and spread quickly.

The two people sitting next to the bed are indeed a man and a man.

The woman's bright eyes are intoxicating, her whole body is as white as snow, and her appearance is the best in the world.

And that man had a charming figure, and his facial features were as handsome as jade, and his whole person exuded a domineering aura that commanded the world.

What a magical couple!

Bu Ningmei and Chen Ping were stunned.

When you reach the Nascent Soul Realm, transformation is just a matter of following your heart.

Both of them have made their appearance extremely excellent.

But the unique temperament exuded from the bones and skins of the male and female predecessors cannot be imitated.

Even Chen Ping, who has always been conceited, felt a sense of filth.

The next moment, the man's strong gaze looked straight at him.

Chen Ping felt numb all over and his consciousness was confused.

"Senior, have you mistaken the wrong person?"

Chen Ping took a sharp breath of cold air and took a few steps back in shock.

At the same time, the woman also looked at Bu Ningmei calmly.

"Boom!"

A strange red mist burst into consciousness between the two of them.

The fairy couple on the stone bed disappeared without a trace.

Looking back at Chen Ping, Bu Ningmei's thoughts seemed to be manipulated and practiced according to the exercises.

A series of unfamiliar spells were poured into the memories of the two of them.

After an unknown amount of time, the two of them became conscious of Su Cheng.

That dreamy room has long disappeared.

"The yin and yang Xuanhuang Qi is really generated through the circulation of Xuannv's Dianfeng Gong!"

A hint of joy appeared in Chen Ping's eyes.

Quite different from what he had thought before, the Dianfeng Gong was not a spell that could quickly increase one's cultivation level.

It is the main method of refining Xuanhuang Qi!

The Xuanhuang Qi of Yin and Yang is not only useful in practicing the Three Taichu Dharma, but there are also several powerful spells that can also be enhanced by this Qi.

The dual cultivation gems and jade I exchanged from the gold beads were marked as belonging to the Taiyi Sect.

Looking at it this way, Xuannv Phoenix Kung Fu is also one of the treasures she masters. "Ningmei, run the technique!

Chen Ping hugged Bu Ningmei excitedly, and the technique started to work immediately.

Looking at the two dark yellow lights in his hand, Chen Ping was extremely excited.

Under the intersection of yin and yang, he got two rays of black and yellow energy.

In appearance, it is exactly the same as the one I picked up from Shuangxiu Baoyu back then.

After carefully swallowing a sip, Chen Ping closed his eyes.

Taiyi's spiritual root suddenly emerged with suction, swallowing up the black and yellow energy.

As expected, his consciousness rose by a hundred feet!

In this way, he was convinced that this was the genuine Yin Yang Xuanhuang Qi.

"It takes one month to condense two Xuanhuang Qi, the progress is too slow!

Chen Ping frowned and called Bu Ningmei to continue practicing on the second and third levels.

Time flies, half a year later.

He glanced sideways at the woman beside the bed, Chen Ping looked gloomy.

Bu Ningmei's body has long lost its previous smoothness.

The third level of Xuannv Dianfeng Gong is not just the physical exchange of yin and yang.

Even the soul must be synchronized and merged into one.

As for Bu Ningmei's condition, it can be said that she has lost a lot of blood.

Of course, the Nascent Soul body is strong and strong, and after a period of recovery, it will be full of energy and vitality.

"Taiyi was called a demon, but not a single person was unjust."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and said to himself.

However, Xuannv Yanfeng Gong is not something that ordinary monks can practice.

First of all, whether it is a sixth-level phoenix flower or an eighth-level true soul, the man must stimulate the spiritual root of Taiyi.

The woman must possess the Taoist Body of Nirvana.

Otherwise, if the conditions are not met, the person with higher cultivation level will swallow the blood of the person with lower level, thus forcibly refining the black and yellow energy.

"The body of Nirvana?"

After searching his memory several times, Chen Ping had no impression.

Could it be a kind of spiritual body that appeared in the star world but disappeared from the cultivation world?

Chen Ping took a deep breath uncertainly, and it turned out that Bu Ningmei was not the best candidate to practice the dual treasure cultivation method.

The only good thing is that this woman is a Nascent Soul body cultivator, and her blood volume and recovery speed are much higher than those of the same level.

"Have a good rest."

Feeling slightly guilty, Chen Ping put down a few bottles of fifth-grade elixirs and closed the door.

Without the body of Nirvana, Bu Ningmei is destined to be just his cauldron.

Xiuwu Island is a famous fifth-level island in the northern region of Fancang, about 1.4 million miles away from the Pilgrimage Sea.

Back then, Chen Ping fled most of the sea to avoid the god-transforming monks who were very familiar with the situation.

In the Xiuwu Pavilion, Chen Ping was holding a teacup alone, recalling the information he had just bought.

The news of the birth of the Immortal Bamboo Spiritual Root has already spread throughout the Fancang Sea.

However, the pattern of the three Pilgrimage Sects and the Manjue Continent has not changed.

"There are frequent beast tides in various sea areas of Fancang?"

Chen Ping recalled the latest piece of information and always had a bad premonition.

There has been no news for a long time about the sixth-order Demon King whose true form was beheaded by the Formation Sect three thousand years ago. This is not a good thing.

"The three laws of Taichu, which contain the power of rules, must be improved."

With inexplicable heart palpitations, Chen Ping hurried back to the cave.

"Ningmei, please choose one."

Chen Ping pointed at several kinds of spiritual treasures floating in the air.

"Thank you, Brother Ping."

Bu Ningmei, who had fully recovered, was surprised and happy, and finally chose a high-quality silk glove without ceremony.

She couldn't put it down and played with it, and the trace of resentment in her heart instantly dissipated.

Even if she accumulated hundreds of years of resources to obtain this magic weapon, it would be difficult for her to obtain it.

"Thanks a lot."

Chen Ping smiled lightly, waved his hand and moved away from the sun.

The fourth level of Xuannv Dianfeng Kung cannot be practiced without the initial level of cultivation in the form of gods.

With Bu Ningmei's qualifications, there is a high probability that she will only reach the third level in this life.

Time flies.

One day, Chen Ping finally gathered three hundred strands of yin and yang black and yellow energy.

And the fifth-grade elixir he had on hand to restore blood had also been consumed.

In order to prevent Bu Ningmei's foundation from collapsing, he reluctantly stopped taking supplements.

Taichu Soul Capture, Taichu Sword Domain, Taichu Xuanhuang!

With the three major spiritual root methods and three hundred black and yellow qi in hand, he now has two options.

First, continue to practice the second level of Taichu Soul Capture.

Second, repair the first level of Taichu Sword Domain.

After thinking tangledly for a while, he made a decision.

If he had refined the soul path and the two rules of the sword together before the tribulation of becoming a god, he would probably be destroyed by the Thunder Tribulation Peng.

While Chen Ping was in retreat, he was millions of miles away in the Wan Ting Mountains.

Mountains of various sizes fall one after another, making it look spectacular.

In a certain gloomy mountain that is thousands of feet deep, all life is extinct.

At the bottom, there is a huge monster about sixty feet tall, motionless in a fiery red crystal block.

This monster looks like a giant tiger, with its body covered in gleaming black ink, its teeth exposed, and its face is ferocious and ferocious.

There is a steel-like shoulder sticking out from the back, constantly transforming into wind blades and sand dust, and thousands of lights.

The density of demonic power that pervades the surrounding area is several times greater than that of other places, and it carries a frightening aura.

However, there was a huge blood scar on the left side of this demon's body, as if the other wing had been forcefully plucked away.

"

No, a gray shadow the size of a fist landed from the sky and flew beside the monster calmly.

"It took so long to refine a broken Qiongqi true body."

"The army of monsters outside Wraith Mountain has begun to engulf the sea areas of various tribes. You must give me an accurate time this time!"

There was a sharp bird song, and after the gray fog dissipated, a thin sparrow appeared on the spot.

The Lord of Ghost Mountain, Ghost Sky Bird.

The identity of this one-winged giant tiger is about to emerge from the Fancang demon clan that can treat it as an equal.

"In five years, I have lacked one thing, but that's all."

A trace of hot fluctuation spread out from the fiery red crystal stone.

"Your demonic soul possesses King Li Yuan of the Sea Clan Royal Court. You must be planning something."

Tianque said firmly while combing his feathers.

Years ago, the Extreme Sun Treasure Territory in the eastern realm of Fan Cang was opened.

In order to instigate an alliance between the human race and the sea tribe, the demon clan once split a ray of demon soul from the old demon king to control Silun Du, the remaining species of the Silun tribe.

But I didn't expect that the Jiuding Chamber of Commerce and the Imperial Court had already reached an agreement, and there was no need for the demon clan to quarrel with each other since there was a bloody storm in the treasure territory.

In recent years, the old Demon King has been controlling King Li Yuan, and he is planning something secretly.

"It has something to do with my emperor's recovery of strength. There is no need to know the specific bird emperor."

Jingshi's Qiongqi didn't seem to be afraid of Tianque taking advantage of its weakness and said unceremoniously.

"Qiongqi is only a third-rate ancestral bloodline. What's more, what you took away was a broken body. It's unknown whether it can be restored to its former peak."

The sky bird turned its head, its gray eyes full of ridicule.

After hearing this, the Qiongqi tiger in the seal shrank his eyes and said in a cold tone: "If I hadn't taken care of the Wraith clan back then, it would have been your turn to be born!"

"If you follow the ungrateful ways of the human race, don't blame me for sitting back and watching the show, just to see how the Bird Emperor can annex Brahma Canghai by himself."

Seeing that his womb was showing signs of anger, Tianque restrained his mockery and said calmly: "It's just a casual comment. I'm just mentioning you. I am no longer the fifth-level creature that I was before."

"Five years after the establishment, the two emperors of our demon clan came to this world, and the creatures of all races in the Fancang Sea were vulnerable to a single blow."

After a pause, Qiongqi roared: "The Wuxiang Formation Sect destroyed my true body, and I will repay this hatred tenfold."

"The formation sect is naturally

Leave it to you, old demon, to deal with it."

Tian Que's head suddenly said: "The human race Yuan Yan and the birds seem to have arranged a conspiracy. If you are interested, you might want to stop it."

"Yuanyan Islands..."

Qiongqi concentrated for a long time as if searching for a memory, and finally said with a cool murderous intent: "That's also the territory of the Wuxiang Array Sect."

"There is a local monk from the archipelago who calls himself True Lord Yuan Yan. You'd better not be careless when you meet him."

Tian Que chuckled and added: "He killed one of my emperor's generals in the middle stage of Yuanying."

"Fifth level human race!"

Qiongqi was dismissive at first, but Guan Tianque took a serious attitude and wrote it down carefully,

“The human race is so lucky that it is difficult to exterminate it.”

Tianque sighed: "A few years ago, a baby with fairy bamboo spiritual roots was born under the giant spirit grinding in the pilgrimage sea in the north. Unfortunately, it was taught away by some Nascent Souls, and it has never been seen since."

"When the special spiritual roots grow, Brahma Canghai will long ago become the world of my demon clan."

Qiongqi roared violently and said: "You have been too involved by the Wraith Clan, otherwise how could a dozen or so peak fifth-level creatures be able to stop your breakout."

"However, if you want to use pure soul bloodline to practice soul skills, of course you are not willing to give up the foundation of Beihun Mountain."

Speaking of this, Qiongqi's words seemed to contain a hint of vigilance.

This demon king is unscrupulous and cunning, so you have to be extremely careful after it is born.

"By the way, old demon, please remember to collect a batch of Jiluo Fierce Flames for me, as you promised."

Tianque turned a blind eye to Qiongqi's expression and said indifferently.

Jiluo Fierce Flame, the natal demon fire of the ancestor Qiongqi, contains a trace of the rules of fire.

The power is so great that it far exceeds most of the spiritual fires in the world.

"What is the state of that little fire crow that has returned to its ancestors now?"

The strange sound is like thunder.

"Late fifth level, but it has already realized nine kinds of innate magical powers!"

Tianque smiled mysteriously and replied.

"If you let it follow me for a hundred years, I will give you enough Jiluo fierce flames."

Not knowing what he had in mind, Qiongqi made a request.

Zhi Tian Que did not refuse and said painfully:

"That little guy's magical power is not inferior to that of the Imperial Blood Giant. It would be a good idea for you, old demon, to show him the world."

By the time he finished speaking, the gray shadow suspended in the sky had quietly disappeared.

The gloomy mountain crevices immediately returned to a long silence.

It wasn't until four and a half years later that a tall sea tribesman came out carrying a wooden box on his shoulders.

The contents contained in this wooden box seem to attract the huge amount of space.

Mysterious waves spread invisibly, and the twisted air split vertically and horizontally, faintly transforming into a piece of blue wings.

In the island cave, Chen Ping, who had not moved for a long time, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Then he opened his eyes, and a black and white river reflected the second level of the Taichu Soul Conjuring Technique that he had completed in two years, which was more than ten times slower than the previous progress.

This is the result of him possessing a Taiyi soul body and being fully versed in soul-cultivating spells.

As you can imagine, it is difficult to practice techniques involving rules.

"You are on the right track if you choose to improve your soul-stirring skills!"

Chen Ping said secretly with joy.

The advanced soul-stirring technique can store two soul seals at the same time.

The power is also ridiculously strong.

If he were to face the divine soul attack that Tianque had left in the sea of ​​​​consciousness with his twin pupils in the blue water, he would be able to accept it without any harm.

To put it more deeply, even if Tianque's true body used soul attack in person, he wouldn't be able to kill him instantly with one blow.

Unless King Que also makes a huge breakthrough.

Furthermore, after swallowing three hundred strands of Xuanhuang Qi, the strength of his soul exceeded 570,000 feet.

Although it is quite different from the 800,000 in the early stage of becoming a god, as long as you advance to the realm of Nascent Soul Monk, the gap will be greatly reduced.

What's more, there are existing methods to refine Xuanhuang Qi.

One stream permanently increases the spiritual consciousness by one hundred feet, and the quantity is extremely impressive.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping sent a message to call Bu Ningmei.

After not seeing each other for two years, this woman has already returned to her peak condition.

This is the characteristic of true body cultivation.

Relying on the major exercises to continuously promote blood production, even if there is no anti-inflammatory elixir, the speed is very fast.

"A little farewell is better than a marriage." Chen Ping walked off the stone bed with a smile.

The third level of Xuannv Dianfeng Kung requires a month of hard work to practice ten strands of yin and yang black and yellow energy.

After it was over, Chen Ping looked at the sleeping woman and couldn't help but frown.

This damn Taiyi Demon Sect creates this dual cultivation method, but it requires harsh conditions.

The massive loss of blood deeply damaged the woman's foundation.

Daoji affects various aspects such as longevity, difficulty in overcoming tribulations, etc.

He didn't have such a precious recovery elixir on hand either.

Look, his delusion of continuing to improve Taichu Soul-Taking in one breath was temporarily shattered.

"Ningmei."

Touching the woman's face, Chen Ping sighed quietly.

Of course he couldn't bear to see this woman die.

It is time to make a reasonable plan in the future.

Fishing when the lake is exhausted will result in no fish next year.

Chen Ping also thought about marrying several Taoist companions.

But there are very few people who cultivate the body of a Yuan Ying.

Secondly, there is no golden pattern leaf method, and the energy required to understand Xuannv's power consumption is calculated in hundreds of years.

The most important thing is that Chen Ping's body is not made of high-grade ore.

The process of taking supplements also consumes a lot of money, and the feeling of peeling and pain in the body is really not enough to explain to outsiders.

"Could the person named Shu be the Taoist body of Nirvana?"

Chen Ping had an idea and murmured.

The past events were floating in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and from a few less obvious clues, he became more and more confirmed in his judgment.

Concubine Shu Mu has a cold temperament and an extraordinary background. It would be extremely difficult for her to cooperate with him in cultivation.

"It doesn't matter, I will become a god one step ahead of her."

Chen Ping's eyes flashed, and he suddenly felt heroic.

Combining soft and hard tactics is his strength.

Didn’t that old boy Xu Daoqing always hope that he would marry the Formation Sect?

It's okay to follow him.

Girls between the ages of four and ten change so much that Chen Ping cannot see it in person.

As Taichu Dharma stagnated, he suddenly remembered that he had not named his direct disciple for many years.

Just now, a message was transmitted, and a slender figure wearing white gauze entered the secret room.

Her skin is as creamy as jade, her satin-like black hair hangs down her shoulders, and although her facial features are still a little green, she is a perfect beauty.

The whole body exudes an indescribable sweet temperament.

This is probably due to the influence of the immortal bamboo spiritual root.

"You've grown up!"

Chen Ping was in a trance for a while, and the figure of the little girl from the past gradually blurred.

"Master!"

Chen Fuyao bowed her head politely and then respectfully waited for instructions.

"Yes, my temper has been reduced a lot."

Chen Ping nodded slightly with satisfaction.

"Chirp!"

Dahui rolled his eyes vigorously.

Chen Fuyao can cause trouble, and the Great Gray Lord knows it all.

The little girl left a lot of mess on her numerous trips to the island.

However, these processes are not allowed to be known to the owner.

After all, Chen Fuyao is controlled by it, and everything good or bad is inseparable from it.

"Big Hui, why can't you say something?"

Chen Ping, who has a keen sense of consciousness, asked.

"Owner…

Dahui was so timid that he had no choice but to send a message and briefly describe Chen Fuyao's experience.

"hehe…

Hearing this, Chen Ping looked at Chen Fuyao with a smile.

"Master, it was others who provoked me first."

Chen Fuyao bit her lip and defended weakly.

After all these years, she is still very afraid of her elusive master.

"Nonsense!"

Chen Ping glared, and said with hatred: "Didn't he just steal a few calligraphy and paintings from the candidates, secretly roasted a few pigs and sheep from a wealthy businessman, and kill a few juniors who were deliberately back-testing?

"Is there anything worthy of an apology and explanation? Fuyao, people are never too pure and kind."

As soon as the master said these words, Chen Fuyao's expression was stunned again and again, looking at Da Hui in confusion and helplessness.

She was also afraid of being imprisoned by her master for being naughty.

I never expected such a reversal.

Master seems to think what she did is reasonable?

"My master is a veteran, so don't believe it easily."

Dahui took the risk to send a message.

"Master, are you serious?"

With her two little hands twisted into a ball, Chen Fuyuan asked boldly.

After hearing this, Chen Ping couldn't help laughing, and said leisurely: "For us monks, except for our own lives and the inheritance of our teachers, nothing else is important."

Yes, it was his foresight to entrust Chen Fuyao, who had a blank sheet of paper, to Dahui's care.

The big gray insect has been the same age as him since he was a child. Although his nature is not very evil, he is definitely not compatible with good insects.

Fuyao was influenced by it and could not escape from the mud without being stained, and developed a pure and good temper.

And Chen Ping also hopes that Chen Fuyao can be as selfish as her.
Chapter completed!