Chapter 434 The shocking value of the Blood Spirit Zhe Yuan Pearl

Author: Sun Wu Gray Cat

Chapter 434 The shocking value of the Blood Spirit Zhe Yuan Pearl

Ever since Baili Xianling learned that Chen Ping was poisoned, she rarely followed Chen Ping like a follower and spent more time focusing on cultivation.

In her opinion, if Chen Ping cannot save himself in the future, then she hopes that one day she can detoxify Chen Ping.

Chen Ping focused on practicing throwing skills.

Just like that, ten months have passed, and the production speed of Yin Yue's Silver Feather Spear cannot match the consumption speed of Chen Ping.

It also gave him more time to experience the throwing process.

As his throwing skills become more and more sophisticated, he can throw more and more colored spots.

So far, he has been able to hit blue spots.

All that's missing is the first purple spot.

now.

A gun flew out and accurately hit the blue spot. A ten-foot-wide virtual bridge of light and shadow slowly formed over the river, extending slowly from the bank where Chen Ping was to the other bank of the river.

Previously an arch bridge was formed.

Unfortunately, the arch bridge is not long enough and does not connect the two sides of the Taiwan Strait.

But the bridge deck is not too far from the wrong bank. If you stand on the fault of the bridge deck, you can jump to the wrong bank with a little force.

Chen Ping did not dare to take risks on himself.

He took out an early first-order monster beast that he had captured outdoors a few months ago from his spirit beast bag.

He threw it on the bridge.

The monster landed behind the bridge, and it roared when it was reborn. However, seeing Chen Ping guarding the other end of the bridge, it roared twice at Chen Ping's direction and pulled its claws a few times, but it finally did not dare to come over.

Turn around and walk towards the other end of the bridge.

Chen Ping stared at the monster closely, and saw that it was walking on the virtual bridge that was clear of light and shadow, but it did not fall into the river, nor did it attack.

The monster walked to the break of the bridge, looked back at Chen Ping, and roared again, as if to say: I'm waiting.

Then he turned around and jumped towards the wrong shore, which was just around the corner.

Almost at the same time, countless swords and swords flashed across the river in the sky.

The monster beast didn't even have time to scream, and was cut into countless pieces in an instant.

'really.'

‘Sure enough, it’s not feasible.’

Chen Ping understood in his heart.

'The river may be narrow or wide. I wonder if the virtual bridge can directly connect to the wrong bank in a narrower place?'

Thinking of this, Chen Ping immediately walked west and found a place where the river was narrower.

However, it turned out to be no surprise.

Still not quite there.

Chen Ping did not give up and hit several places. Every place was the same, just a little short of the previous one.

'It seems that the length of the virtual bridge is not fixed. What is fixed is the ratio of the width of the river surface to the length of the virtual bridge.'

Bu Nao Chen Ping doesn’t have many regrets.

The blue spot is 100% accurate, is the purple spot far away?

Lord, please don’t look at the silver moon.

As long as Silver Moon's supply is sufficient, maybe the customs can be cleared in one day.

A few months later.

night.

The stars are bright and the breeze is gentle.

North camp.

A bonfire was burning brightly, and a group of people were walking on the ground around the bonfire. The fat monster meat on the fire rack was soaked in oil in the hot air, making a "sizzling" sound.

"Zhudong heard that Diandong has been practicing throwing skills recently. Diandong is waiting for him to find out. Is there any hope for them to go out?" A demon disciple who was very close to Baili Yejuan during the week asked with a smile.

"What kind of tone am I talking about? If Dian Dong does something, of course he will have the chance to walk out later." Another demon clan disciple scolded.

"Just no, just no, Dian Dong can definitely do it." One person agreed.

Baili Ye lifted his forehead, glanced at Chen Ping, and cleared his throat:

"Ahem, sir, if the queen is practicing, he will just help the queen beat her legs and do some trivial tasks. If you want to know about the progress, you have to ask the mother."

As soon as these words came out, a demon disciple immediately retorted:

"Don't belittle yourself, don't belittle yourself. What do you mean by trivial matters? If you want to achieve the goal of purple spots, every step is crucial."

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Everyone praised Bailiye and Bailiye turned pale. He suddenly regretted taking the blame for Chen Ping.

It would be fine if he really had that strength, but the problem would be revealed sooner or later.

Baili Xianling noticed her brother's embarrassment, then looked at Chen Ping who was walking beside her, pursed her lips and smiled secretly.

Chen Ping gnawed the monster meat in his legs indifferently.

Another middle-aged human monk next to him sighed when he saw the demon monk chatting happily:

"Hey, I don't know when I can go out? Hey, he remembers that Fellow Daoist Chen is from the Lingxiao Sect, right?"

The middle-aged monk Chen Ping recognized him as the elder of a small sect in the southwest of the Western Wasteland.

It's tens of thousands of miles away from Lingxiao Sect, so it's not too far away.

"No, it's from the Lingxiao Sect." Chen Ping chewed the monster meat. Seeing the middle-aged monk holding the monster meat but not eating it, he smiled and said, "The monster meat is not to your liking?"

"Hey, is the monster meat good? But I have no appetite." The middle-aged monk shook his head: "Where can I eat it? It has been more than ten years since I came out. The Ruming Demon Clan is rampant, and I don't know what the situation of the sect is like.

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Chen Ping sighed slightly in his heart.

Looking at the middle-aged monk, he remembered that the middle-aged monk's sect had been destroyed long ago, long before he entered the Xuyue Realm Wall.

It seems that the middle-aged monk does not know the truth.

Chen Ping opened his mouth. He had not told the middle-aged monk the truth before, so he comforted him:

"Keep faith. It will not be easy for him to reach the golden elixir realm. He can always find a solution. Just stay alive and you can wait until that day."

"Fellow Daoist Chen looks very confident." The middle-aged monk was infected by Chen Ping's emotions and said with a smile.

Chen Ping smiled:

"How can his journey to become an immortal be smooth sailing? If things always go his way, then that's not a hardship, but if he only talks to others a few times, then that's a blessing. Isn't it?"

"Haha, no, no." The middle-aged monk smiled.

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The bonfire dinner is in full swing.

A few demon girls got excited about chatting, forgot about their current predicament, and even started to dance gracefully, performing the demon dance.

It has to be said that demon women have a different style of dancing.

Monsters often hide their true colors and show themselves to people in their human form.

But when they get excited, they will reveal some of their unique body parts, such as a fluffy tail, a pair of pointed pink ears, or a half-foot-long head.

"Brother Chen, do I like long hair?" Just as Chen Ping was looking at it seriously, Baili Xianling's soft voice sounded in his ears.

Chen Ping couldn't help but blush.

Just when I was thinking about how to explain it, I heard Baili Xianling say:

"Xian Ling can do it too."

Chen Ping:???

Seeing her little mouth moving slightly, Chen Ping was shocked and even covered her mouth with one leg:

"Don't be ridiculous. I'm not a princess. Please keep my appearance."

The Zhenger Ba Jing explains:

"Ahem, in his hometown, it would be very rude if he whispered to someone in the east during a performance, so he watched carefully. Whether he respects the performer or not depends on whether he likes coal or not."

"Ahem, where is my mother? Why didn't she come out?" Chen Ping even changed the subject.
To be continued...