Yunshan swamp.

Deep underground mineral veins.

The strange bloody energy covers all exploration.

The fifth floor of the cave.

The dark round platform is carved with bursts of strange lines. Each of these lines has grooves. There are still blood stains under the traces of time, exuding the pungent smell of blood.

now.

More than fifty black-robed monks, wearing blood-colored masks, stood on top of the strange patterns.

Not far away, Yuanying Chunmanyuan, who had a strong magical aura, said calmly, "I don't know if the "Blood Sea Scripture" practiced by the Blood Crocodile Ancestor before his death can transform the bloodline ritual. It's okay if it succeeds. If it fails, huh, This Yunshan is a useless place.”

There was a voice beside him, "The "Blood Sea Manual" is still a good and superior method. It's a pity that the blood crocodile ancestor's practice has gone astray, but the Jinyang Sect is a bit weird. The formation they arranged seems to be similar to the "Blood Sea Manual" related!"

Yuanying Chunmanyuan suddenly laughed, "Old Ancestor Jin Yang is crawling in ashes, even his son can make up such words. If Ancestor Jin Yang is willing, then Fairy Caiyue will come to visit."

"The major sects just want a reason."

"It doesn't matter if it's true or false."

"Okay, speed up, every move we make is probably under the nose of the ancestor Jin Yang!"

September has just entered.

Yunshanfang became very hot.

When Shen Ping was discussing with Yu Yan and Luo Qing whether grapefruits were more delicious or peaches were sweeter, shopkeeper Chen sent a message.

Although he had said that he would leave Yunshanfang on the Zhenbao Tower flying boat in a few days, after thinking about it, he decided to go there.

Anyway.

Shopkeeper Chen took good care of him in his early days.

This face must still be given.

"Master Shen Fu!"

Just arrived at the entrance of Xiuchun Pavilion.

Shopkeeper Chen in gray robes greeted him warmly.

Come to the backyard.

Chen Shurong sat under the old locust tree to enjoy the shade.

"Senior Chen."

"Master Shen Fu."

They greeted each other and sat on the wooden benches.

Chen Shurong said apologetically, "The last time I invited Master Shen Fu to the ruins cave, I didn't think carefully. Alas, if it hadn't been for the protection of fellow Taoist Hong, I would have lost an arm."

Shen Ping was shocked. Even the foundations of sects like Chen Shurong were in danger. If he went now, it would be difficult to come back.

"Fighting is dangerous."

“Be careful when going out!”

He couldn't help but be secretly alert.

"Senior Chen can escape this disaster, and good luck will surely come to him in the future."

"I hope so."

Chen Shurong hesitated for a moment, then lightly opened her lips and said, "Master Shen Fu, at the end of the year our Chen family is planning to evacuate the branch sect and return to the main sect. If Master Shen is willing, we can take a flying boat to the main sect together. The Zhenbao Tower is in the square." There are also shops in the city.”

If this senior Chen had said it a few months earlier, Shen Ping would have happily agreed.

but now.

He declined politely, "To be honest, Senior Chen, I will take Zhenbao Tower's flying boat and leave Yunshan Swamp in a few days."

Shopkeeper Chen standing next to him asked in surprise, "Master Shen Fu is leaving so early?"

Shen Ping nodded, "This is Zhenbaolou's arrangement."

"Don't know where to go?"

"Qingyang City."

Chen Shurong was silent for a moment, a flash of disappointment flashed between her brows, but she still remained polite and said, "Qingyang City is a cultivation city on the border of Wei State. It is really good there. Master Shen Fu's cultivation is not slow in advancing, and there are With the resources of Zhenbao Tower, it is not difficult to build the foundation. If there is a chance in the future, Shurong would like to participate in the foundation building banquet of Master Shen Fu."

She still wants to maintain this connection.

several years ago.

Shen Ping is also a middle-grade Talisman Master at the fourth level of Qi training.

But in just six or seven years, he has grown to be a top-grade Talisman Master at the eighth level of Qi training, and he has also obtained the Keqing wooden plaque from Zhenbao Tower.

Such changes really made Chen Shurong sigh.

obviously.

This master Shen Fu is a man of deep blessings.

Shen Ping cupped his hands and said, "Definitely!"

At this time.

Chen Shurong suddenly frowned slightly and said with an apologetic expression, "Wait a moment, the sect has sent a message."

She returned to the house and came out quickly.

"Master Shen Fu, if you have time another day, you will definitely pay a visit to Qingyang City."

"The sect has a call."

Shen Ping said hurriedly, "Senior Chen invites you."

Farewell to shopkeeper Chen.

When we returned to the Zhenbao Tower area, it was still early.

He simply went to the private room on the second floor to drink Huiling Tea. The quality of the Spiritual Tea prepared by Zhenbao Tower was not low, and he was reluctant to buy it.

Close your eyes and feel the spiritual power of your Dantian.

A smile appeared on his face. It had only been three months since he last broke through the eighth level of Qi training, and his spiritual power had grown significantly. He was very satisfied with such a speed.

Of course, to practice so quickly, in addition to the top-quality spiritual roots, the most important thing is Xuezhiwan.

This item is really a must-have for Taoists.

Although it is a little expensive, it is worth the money.

"The puppet master is about to advance to the second level."

"When you go to Qingyang City, you can try to make a second-level puppet. If you can make it, you will have the power to protect yourself again."

Shen Ping pondered.

Although he didn't like to risk fighting, he still had to prepare the life-saving items he needed. There was a big difference between having a sword in his hand and not having one in his hand.

"Master Shen Fu has been coming to Zhenbao Tower more and more recently!"

Mu Jin came to drink Lingcha again.

Shen Ping smiled lightly and said, "Qinghe Lane is very close to Zhenbao Tower, so naturally we need to move around more."

Mu Jin clicked her tongue a few times and then said nothing.

After drinking a cup of spiritual tea, she glanced at Shen Ping from the corner of her eye and hesitated to speak. Finally, she bit her lower lip and stood up. However, after taking a few steps, she heard through the voice, "Master Shen Fu, this little girl has no background and no resources, so The only one you can rely on is yourself, so please forgive me."

Look at its rounded back profile.

Shen Ping remained silent.

"Second-class guest."

The two fingers Mu Jin stretched out last time expressed this meaning.

That's why he is a little distant.

The minimum requirement for being promoted to the second-class guest minister is to be a foundation-building monk. Cui Keqing and Luo Keqing are not low in talisman skills, but they can still only be third-class guest ministers.

The longer you stay in Zhenbao Tower, the more you will understand the huge gap between each status. This gap is not only reflected in the maintenance of daily connections, but also in resources.

Mu Jin was an external monk. She was selected for her figure and appearance, but her status was relatively low. She enjoyed the treatment of the Zhenbao Tower. She was afraid that she would not look down on the sect and the third-class guests.

To this.

Shen Ping could only say that he understood.

Sit for a while.

He got up and went to the wooden shelf on the second floor to buy some puppet materials, and then returned to Qinghe Lane.

night.

The stars twinkle.

Shen Ping, who was tired of making talismans, called Yu Yan and Luo Qing to go to the courtyard to enjoy the starry scenery.

Meteors streaked past.

Yu Yan held up half of her arm to support her cheek and said in memory, "My master told me before that the passing of every meteor means the death of a Nascent Soul in this world."

Shen Ping responded casually, "Then did your master say that if you make a wish on a shooting star, it will be particularly effective?"

As he spoke, he silently made a wish in his heart.

Tonight I want all-you-can-eat grapefruit and peach.

Luo Qing glanced at Shen Ping and asked, "What is your husband's wish?"

"Grapefruit peach..."

Shen Ping stopped hastily and laughed dryly, "My husband is thinking about leaving Yunshanfang as soon as possible."

Yu Yan looked at Shen Ping with a smile.

Luo Qing was more direct, rolling his eyes and looking speechless.

Rumble~

At this time, the small courtyard of the house suddenly shook.

The bloody light shot straight into the sky.

Shen Ping and Yu Yan suddenly stood up, watching the blood intertwined into patches and spreading rapidly.

"problem occurs!"

His heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly took out the messenger talisman to send a message to Shopkeeper Ding.

And almost at the same moment.

Chenjiafang City.

Yunshanfang.

One hundred thousand mountains.

Yunshan swamp.

Everywhere is filled with blood.

For casual cultivators living in houses, those with low levels of consciousness feel as if a bloody crocodile is roaring in the sea of ​​consciousness the moment blood energy covers their bodies.

The fifth floor of the cave.

Chunmanyuan Yuanying monk's face changed slightly, "Ancestor Jinyang is too impatient, he actually activated the formation in advance!"

"Speed, speed up."

he urged hastily.

the third floor.

The Nascent Soul monks from various major sects were still thinking of ways to open the bloody stone door in the depths. After receiving the news from the outside, their expressions changed drastically.

The Nascent Soul Elder of Rakshasa Demon Valley roared gloomily, "Old thief Jin Yang, you are so cruel!"

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