The four hundred and twentieth chapters see their respective abilities
What is showing off? I didn’t sleep all night last night. I got up at 6:30 in the morning, took a cold bath, and then took the high-speed train to go to other places. After getting off the train, I lay down and insisted on writing five thousand. I was almost dead. I went to sleep first. !
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"Giggle", at this moment, another voluptuous female monk walked out from the crowd of onlookers. The female monk's beautiful eyes moved and she looked at the monks in the field one by one. When she saw Lu Ping, her eyes were startled. He was startled for a moment, but Ma smiled again and said: "It turns out that the famous 'Water Sword Fairy' has arrived. How can I say that Senior Brother Qiao Weijie of the Xuanling Sect, who is always known for his fiery temper, has rarely stopped this time?"
Qiao Weijie, a real person from the Xuanling Sect, snorted heavily, his face turned red, but he did not refute. Lu Ping glanced at the Jurchen coldly and ignored the shisha pavilion monk's words to sow discord.
However, many of the monks who were watching around were exclaiming. Among the rising rookie monks in Beihai, if anyone is the most popular, it is the "True Spirit Sect" who is ranked thirteenth on the Beihai rookie list. Lu Xuanping, the Water Sword Immortal, and Ouyang Weijian, the "Wind Sword Immortal" of the Xuanling sect, ranked 19th.
Regardless of whether they are monks, their performance and real strength far exceed those of the same level of monks. They have even successfully defeated monks whose cultivation level is higher than their own. If the two of them had not been practicing for a short time and had just advanced to the middle stage of Alchemy, I am afraid that the two of them would have been defeated. He has already been ranked in the top ten of the rookie list.
Qiao Weijie from the Xuanling Sect didn't know Lu Ping before. When he was about to take action against him, he was stopped by a monk from the Feiyu Sect. Only then did he realize that the young monk in front of him was actually the same as Ouyang, the genius swordsman of his sect. Lu Xuanping, the True Spirit Sect of the Seventh Weijian.
Qiao Weijie knew Ouyang Weijian's strength. When Ouyang Weijian had just advanced to the middle stage of alchemy, during a sparring match, Qiao Weijie, who was at the fifth level of alchemy, was easily defeated by Ouyang Weijian, and the person in front of him was actually stronger than Ouyang. Junior brother's more powerful mission, even though Qiao Weijie is impulsive and irritable, he is not an idiot, so he will naturally not cause trouble for Lu Ping.
The female cultivator of Shuiyan Pavilion saw that everyone in the venue was paying no attention to her, but she did not feel embarrassed. As her eyes flashed, she thought of something else and said: "Little sister Shuiyan Pavilion Shuixiu, this senior brother, there are so many people here." It's not a place to discuss matters. I think it's better for you all to go to the tea house and have a cup of spiritual tea. I'll treat you to my little sister. What do you think?"
The many monks who were watching were mostly blood refining and hemolysis monks in the mortal market. They heard Master Shui Xiu's words. Although they were dissatisfied, they did not dare to say anything more. They saw Lu Ping and others walking towards a teahouse outside the mortal market. .
Zeng Wu and the other six people were the source of this dispute. The six people did not dare to say anything. They lowered their heads and followed a few real people walking around the teahouse. Perhaps Zeng Wu had said something to his companions just now. The man followed Lu Ping intentionally or unintentionally, but Lu Ping didn't take it seriously. He entered the private room of the tea house and sat down in a seat with a golden sword.
The owner of the teahouse is a discerning man. He saw six monks in the middle stage of alchemy come in at once. They obviously had important matters to discuss. Without giving any instructions, he immediately led everyone to a secluded teahouse and brought the spiritual tea from the top floor. He came and took the tea boy out of the tea room.
At this time, in the tea room, in addition to Lu Ping, Qiao Weijie, Shui Xiu, a monk from the Feiyu Sect, and Zeng Wu, there were also two monks in the alchemy stage, who were obviously the alchemy stage monks who were just present. .
Lu Ping and others just sat in the tea room quietly sipping tea. No one said anything. Zeng Wu and the other six people stood in the tea room and were at a loss. They waited until the six Alchemy Masters drank the spiritual tea in their hands for three minutes.
Halfway through, Master Shui Xiu of Shuiyan Pavilion smiled, and pinched out several spells in his hand. A layer of misty water vapor suddenly floated into the tea room. Lu Ping's thoughts dispersed, and he found that there were a group of people around the tea room.
A thin, almost invisible layer of fog shrouds the place. This layer of fog can block the detection of spiritual thoughts and prevent others from detecting the content of everyone's conversations.
"Gee, senior brothers, you can talk about your plans now, but before discussing the important matters, should you introduce yourselves first? Since the younger sister spoke first, she started to talk about it. The younger sister Shui Xiu, is it?
The fourth disciple of Master Shui Qingrou in Shuiyan Pavilion."
"Xuanling Sect Qiao Weijie, a disciple of Zhenren Lu Xuheng."
Lu Ping was stunned for a moment. Lu Ping, the real person of Lu Xuheng, had met him in Han Iceland. He was a well-known late-stage elixir-forging monk from the Xuanling Sect, and he also had the hope of reaching the Dharma phase stage.
"Han Fei of the Feiyu Sect, a disciple of Zhenren Zhao Wuji."
When it was Lu Ping's turn, he just said lightly: "Lu Xuanping of the True Spirit Sect!" and stopped talking.
Qiao Weijie sneered and said: "Your Excellency is very arrogant. He doesn't even need to introduce his own disciples. I think Brother Lu will start his own business in the future."
Lu Ping glanced at Qiao Weijie, smiled faintly, but said nothing. His eyes were full of contempt. Qiao Weijie saw Lu Ping's expression in his eyes, and his anger became more fierce, but he was also wary. Everyone in the waiter saw this.
In his eyes, no one said anything. The Xuanling Sect and the True Spirit Sect have been fighting for a long time. The two sects occupy a special position in Beihai. When the two sects fight, the other sects mostly remain neutral or silent. Who
Not involved in it either.
Qiao Weijie finally calmed down his anger and just stared at Lu Ping with a pair of cannibalistic eyes. Lu Ping, on the other hand, was very calm and filled the tea cup with boiling spiritual spring water again.
Master Shui Xiu saw that the fight between the two would not escalate, so he smiled and asked the other two alchemy monks: "You two are from the Haiyu Sect. I am polite here, but I don't know how to call you?"
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The two alchemy-level monks who came in together quickly stood up and returned the greeting. Although their sect was well-known in Beihai, it was obviously not on the same level as the ten sects. Among them, the monk in the middle-level alchemy-leveling phase answered very politely.
Said: "Fairy Shuixiu, you are so polite. The two of you are indeed members of Haiyu Sect. I am Qian Shu, and this is my junior brother Yang Sanyang. I have met you all!"
Lu Ping and others also came to greet them one after another. Although Haiyu Sect is not a big sect in Beihai, it is also a sect with the Dharma Prime Ancestor sitting in charge. Lu Ping's arrogance is only for the Xuanling Sect. Lu Pingping, a famous monk from Beihai sect like Haiyu Sect,
People should also be treated politely, and even if they cannot be won over, they must not be easily turned against them.
Shui Xiu saw that everyone already knew each other, so she clapped her hands and said: "Since everyone already knows each other, it is fate. Now that there are no outsiders present, we can also open the skylight and speak frankly. These hemolytic bastards
I came here to discover an ancient cave, and judging from the debris, I'm afraid these little harvests are quite rich."
Except for Lu Ping, several real people looked directly at Zeng Wu and the other six people. The six people stood in the tea room and suddenly sweated like rain, as if they were carrying a huge weight on their backs.
Zeng Wu gritted his teeth and said nothing. His face changed as if he had thought of the purpose of the real people. Several of his companions behind him were at a loss. Lu Ping stretched out his hand and the monks were relieved. Zeng Wu glanced at Lu Ping gratefully.
Qiao Weijie snorted and said nothing. Everyone turned to look at Lu Ping. Shui Xiu frowned slightly and said, "Senior Brother Lu, do you have any different opinions?"
Lu Ping said nothing with a cold face, but Zeng Wu suddenly took out a few things from the storage bag, put them on the table and said: "Seniors, these are the strange objects discovered by the juniors and others in overseas caves. These
The things now in the hands of the juniors will not only be useless, but will also attract the covetousness of others. Therefore, the juniors intend to dedicate these treasures to the seniors, so that they can be put to their best use."
As soon as Zeng Wu finished speaking, the expressions of the five companions behind him changed. One of the female cultivators even shouted loudly, "Brother Zeng, no! This is a treasure that I only obtained after a narrow escape."
Zeng Wu said decisively: "Okay, I will explain this matter to you brothers and sisters later. For now, let's settle it like this."
The female cultivator said nothing, and several other companions also showed resentful looks, but they did not have the courage to refute in front of all the real people.
Qiao Weijie glanced at Lu Ping proudly, but saw Lu Ping glance at Zeng Wu, with a look of appreciation in his eyes. Although Qiao Weijie was a little strange, he didn't care about Lu Ping's eyes, but said: "Brother Lu, this is
It can be regarded as a dog taking advantage of the mouse, and others may not appreciate it!"
Lu Ping didn't pay any attention to Qiao Weijie's ridicule. Qiao Weijie found himself in trouble and stopped talking. Master Shui Xiu saw that Qiao Weijie was embarrassed. He was afraid that the two of them would confront each other again, so he hurriedly said: "In this way, you two will save your money.
Leave the physical artifacts to us. We will only take away the things that are useful to us that you found in the caves of the senior monks. Of course, we will not take advantage of you in vain, and we will leave enough.
The spiritual stone elixir is for you to use for cultivation."
Zeng Wu's face turned pale when he heard this. He knew that at this moment, these so-called "senior experts" had already set their sights on the relics they had found in the cave. He originally thought that after he took out what he had gained in the cave, these "seniors"
"Experts" would be more or less concerned about face and let them go. However, at this moment, they had a deeper understanding of the world of cultivation. Although the law of the jungle is an immortal truth in the world of cultivation, the real strong people in the world of cultivation are not those who practice cultivation.
They are monks with advanced realms and powerful sects. They are the predators at the top of the cultivation world.
Lu Ping frowned tightly. He was not disgusted with this kind of behavior. Historically, the powerful sects were the most profound executors of real plunder in the world of cultivation. Just like the large-scale spiritual stone mines in Han Iceland, they were originally unique to the ten sects.
, after that, the top ten powerful sects, which were second only to the top ten sects, united and only managed to grab three levels of shares from the top ten sects. However, the level of plundering by the powerful sects was too high, and ordinary monks could not experience it personally.
Only when we see this kind of inequality can we empathize with it.
In fact, Lu Ping had expected what Master Shui Xiu and others would do, and he had no intention of stopping it. However, Lu Ping felt compassion at this moment, and did not want these monks to resist such an insult.
And fell before his eyes.
Sure enough, as soon as Master Shui Xiu finished speaking, a male cultivator behind Zeng Wu shouted angrily: "It's too much to bully others, it's too much to bully others! I would rather die than surrender!"
Shuixiu Zhenren's previously smiling face immediately turned cold. Beside him, Yang Sanyang, an early stage alchemy forging monk from the Haiyu Sect, angrily yelled, "You are so bold, I'm looking for death!"
After saying that, he was about to kill these six people. However, before Yang Sanyang could take action, Zeng Wu and the other six people were suddenly surrounded by a dense blue light.
There were several screams in the blue light. When the blue light dissipated, Zeng Wu and the other six people looked at the expressionless Lu Ping in front of them with fear. The other real people didn't know what happened in the blue light just now.
, only to see six more storage bags in Lu Ping's hand.
Lu Ping's hand holding the storage bag suddenly opened, and a few sharp sword energy split the six storage bags in his hand one by one. All the items stored in the storage bags were scattered on the floor of the tea room.
The eyes of Yang Sanyang on the side lit up, and he reached out to grab one of the black stones. A rich blue color suddenly overflowed from the ground, submerging all the items on the ground.
When the blue halo filled up, Yang Sanyang's pupils shrank, but he still grabbed the black stone submerged in the blue halo without hesitation, but the surface of his palm was also wrapped in a layer of intense flames that looked like the flames of the sun.
in.
However, just when the flame palm came into contact with the blue halo, Yang Sanyang groaned and retracted his hand faster than he stretched it out.
Zeng Wu was imprisoned on the ground by the real person Lu Xuanping and could not move, but his eyes were still there. He could clearly see that when his palms that were originally burning with flames came into contact with the blue halo, the flames jumping into the air were strange.
It began to beat downwards, as if the flames in the palms were attracted downwards by the blue halo, and then were continuously swallowed by the blue halos. In just a moment, Yang Sanyang's flame palm was almost only the palm left, but the flames were gone.
, while the blue halo on the ground only had a layer of faint ripples. Instead of weakening, the halo became thicker.
Yang Sanyang looked at Lu Ping with a gloomy expression, his eyes downcast with a hint of fear.
Qian Shu, another monk of Haiyu Sect, coughed and then said: "Junior brother, you are in trouble this time."
After saying that, he politely raised his hands to Lu Ping and said, "I wonder what kind of regulations Master Lu has?"
After Lu Ping took action, for some reason, Qiao Weijie from the water faction and Han Fei from the Feiyu faction all remained silent.
Lu Ping stretched out his hand and waved, and several items submerged in the blue halo, including the black stone that Yang Sanyang had previously attempted to snatch, were placed among the items that Zeng Wu had handed over before. Then he said: "These treasures have come from
From the preliminary understanding of this cave just now, it seems that these treasures should all come from the same cave. The other things on the ground are the belongings of the hemolytic monks. They are not able to enter the eyes of the Taoists even if they think about it, so they are left to these minor cultivators to handle on their own.
yes."
Master Yang Sanyang snorted unwillingly, and then touched the hand that had almost penetrated into the blue halo. He had just forced out the faint poisonous gas inside, and turned it into a thin, traceless object: I didn't expect this.
People's protective Gang Qi actually contains highly toxic substances, but it took so much effort to force out just this trace of poison that I almost lost my face in front of everyone.
When everyone saw that Lu Ping actually handed the things scattered on the ground to Zeng Wu and the other six people, they had to look at each other. Could it be that he was letting people go? You must know that Lu Ping and others have already seen this cave, there must be something inside.
It was a cherished treasure, but the six hemolytic cultivators obviously did not have the ability to dig it out again. After everyone discovered the clues, they had to give up the cave they had obtained to others.
According to everyone's opinion, Zeng Wu and others must be silenced, because once these people are allowed to survive, the news that everyone went out to search for the cave will definitely be revealed. By then, the city will be in trouble, and Lu Ping and others will obviously not be able to eat alone.
Zeng Wu and others had already closed their eyes and waited for death. Now they not only survived the desperate situation, but also recovered part of their respective cultivation resources. How dare they have any extravagant hopes.
Master Shui Xiu frowned slightly and said suspiciously, "Senior Brother Lu, there seems to be something wrong with this approach?"
Lu Ping did not answer, and asked Zeng Wu and the other six people: "Who among you will be the guide?"
Zeng Wu gritted his teeth and said: "Senior, this junior is willing to go, and I ask you, seniors, to let these junior's companions go."
Lu Ping was noncommittal, but his eyes suddenly glared. The five companions behind Zeng Wu lost consciousness at the same time. Lu Ping snapped his fingers. The expression on the pocket man's face changed, and he realized that he had just been restrained in the tea room as Lu Ping
Snapping his fingers suddenly opened a hole, and the sound of snapping his fingers was heard outside the tea room. A moment later, there was a knock on the door of the tea room.
Master Shui Xiu had no choice but to reopen the ban on the teahouse, opened the door, and the owner of the teahouse stood under the door and saluted: "Master, what are your orders?"
The shopkeeper of the teahouse stood outside the door, his eyes lowered, indifferent to what was going on in the teahouse.
Lu Ping stretched out his hand and threw out a jade token, saying: "Send these monks to Zhenling Sect Huangli Island and give them to Master Hu. Then you only need to hand this jade token to Master Hu."
The teahouse owner responded respectfully, then called some tea boys and carried these people out.
Master Shui Xiu rearranged the restrictions in the tea room with some displeasure, and said: "Master Lu is really relieved, and he is not afraid that the shopkeeper will rescue these people first and reveal our whereabouts?"
Lu Ping smiled slightly and said: "When Xuelan Palace is here, the teahouse owner will not do anything stupid."
Everyone in the tea room felt a sense of trepidation. The distance from the Tea House Road to the Mortal Market where Xuelan Palace is located is eight or nine miles away. This distance is enough to be covered by the spiritual thoughts of a late-stage alchemy monk.
This means that Lu Ping's spiritual cultivation at this time is no longer inferior to that of a monk in the late stage of Alchemy.