Chapter 81: when can go

Chapter 81 When can I go

The courtyard of Zhenbao Building.

Elder Zipao Yuanying looked up at the blood-colored sky, and stood with his hands behind his back in his calm sleeve robe.

"Elder Qiu."

"What kind of formation is this?"

Deacon Jindan who was waiting not far away couldn't help asking.

"Blood Sea Nine Apertures like the Great Formation."

Zipao Yuanying said with a sigh of emotion, "Back then, the blood crocodile ancestor was brutal, and he arranged this formation to destroy the headquarters of my Zhenbao Building. As soon as the formation was activated, it was broken open by a senior in the headquarters with one hand, and it was just a piece of cake. Barbarian crocodile, thinking that if he gets the "Blood Sea Manual", he will be able to travel across all continents and all over the world, it's just wishful thinking."

"It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a frog in a well."

There was a touch of sarcasm in his words.

Deacon Jindan's expression relaxed, and he said with a smile, "Then..."

Zipao Yuanying shook his head and interrupted, "This formation is different. Although it has only four orifices, the one who arranged this formation should be a highly skilled formation master. It is very difficult to get out of this formation!"

"But don't worry."

"After all, this array lacks five orifices, only the ability of confinement, so be careful to deal with it."

Deacon Jin Dan hurriedly said, "Elder Qiu is indeed a senior who came out of the headquarters, and he has excellent knowledge!"

The purple-robed Nascent Soul smiled.

…

Danxia Zongshan.

Towering peaks.

A Nascent Soul Elder with white hair and childlike face was also looking at the blood-colored sky.

"Patriarch Jin Yang is quite ruthless."

"If all the monsters from the Hundred Thousand Mountains are turned into blood essence, and I wait for these Nascent Souls to be used as medicine, I'm afraid it won't be possible for him to train him into a real pill of blood."

"At the end of life, people are no longer human."

Between sighs.

His voice suddenly swayed in the mountains.

"All disciples of Danxia Sect obey the order!"

"Danxia is immortal, Dan Dao is eternal!"

"Follow me to break through this **** sky!"

When the voice fell.

Inside the Zongmen.

All the disciples of the Danxia Sect immediately performed the Danxia Jue, and the spiritual power in the whole body burst into streams of spiritual light, converging on a sword-shaped pill in the hands of the elder Danxia Yuanying.

Boom.

The sword-shaped pill exudes a burst of fragrance.

Immediately after that, it rushed straight into the **** sky.

The pervasive blood color in this sword-shaped pill seems to be crumbling.

However, at this time.

The sky condensed into a blood-colored handprint in an instant, and the palm prints were clearly visible.

"Danxia Sect's Danxia Jue is well-deserved."

"It's a pity that it's still a bit worse."

"Since you, the old birthday star, jumped out first, then the old man will accept it without hesitation!"

The indifferent sound exploded.

The **** palm prints descended from the sky with endless power.

The sword-shaped pill only lasted for a few breaths before it shattered.

The light of Danxia faded in an instant.

Wait until the **** palm prints dissipate.

The entire branch of Danxia Sect established in Yunshan has only one handprint left.

this moment.

The **** sky seemed to be silent.

After the Nascent Soul Elders of the major sects were silent for a while, their expressions turned ugly.

"The psychic ancient treasure blood handprint of the ancestor of the blood crocodile!"

"Old Jinyang thief!"

"Insidious and cunning!"

"Despicable and shameless!"

All kinds of ugly words came out of their mouths.

If the psychic ancient treasure wants to be refined and activated, even the great monk Nascent Soul will have to spend enough time.

It's now.

They don't know that the blood crocodile ruins are completely a pit.

before coming.

The various sects speculated that the Jinyang Sect might have malicious intentions, so they only sent out the disciples who practiced Qi and established the foundation, and followed the opening of the cave of the ruins, and continued to explore carefully until the "Blood Sea Scripture" appeared. I can't sit still.

Unexpectedly, he still jumped in.

"The only solution now is to unite to resist the Jinyang old thief."

"If you want me to say, destroy the Jinyang sect first!"

"The Jinyang Branch Sect has already opened the sect's large formation, and with the cooperation of the blood sea and nine apertures' favorite formation, we are basically powerless to blast away."

"..."

Tonight is destined to be restless.

Fang City.

The courtyard at No. 35, A, Qinghe Lane.

Shen Ping received a reply from Treasurer Ding's message talisman, "Elder Yuanying said that this **** color is a formation arranged by Jinyangzong, and it can only confine. After the general station receives it, it will send strong men to negotiate with the Jinyang Sect Master!"

"I will not be in danger of my life."

Put away the messenger symbol.

He felt a little more at ease.

Elder Yuanying of Zhenbaolou will not talk nonsense, since he said so, he must be sure.

And think about it.

As long as the news is out.

Zhenbaolou will definitely negotiate with Jinyangzong.

When the elder Jin Yangzong was strong, he compromised, let alone now.

"Qing'er."

"Yu Yan."

"Don't worry, nothing happened."

Shen Ping smiled and stepped forward to hold Yu Yan and Luo Qing's wrists.

glanced at the **** house.

He said slowly, "Let's rest in the courtyard at night."

…

The next morning.

The news that the gate of the Danxia Sect was completely destroyed quickly spread in Fangshi.

Some monks said that the ancestor of the blood crocodile was resurrected.

Some monks said that it was Rakshasa Demon Valley who made the move.

Some say that Danxiazong destroyed the mountain gate by himself and withdrew early.

Opinions vary.

However, most casual cultivators are still concerned about the house of Jinyangzong.

Shen Ping also came to Zhenbaolou early to inquire about the news. Although shopkeeper Ding said last night that nothing would happen, he was still uneasy.

As long as you don't leave Fangshi for a day.

He couldn't get down.

"The flying boat of Zhenbaolou has stopped at the outskirts of Shiwanda Mountain."

"As long as the confinement array is opened, I can leave immediately."

Shopkeeper Ding said in a low voice, "As for the matter of the Danxia Sect, it is said that the Supreme Elder of the Jinyang Sect did it himself. Then the Danxia Sect will come to provoke you in various ways, but remember this enmity."

During the conversation.

There was noise outside.

"Fellow daoists, don't panic."

"My Jin Yangzong's large formation will not hurt you at all."

"The activation of the large array is only to target other sect disciples."

"The State of Wei is under the jurisdiction of my Jinyang Sect, and An Neng tolerates other sects lying down!"

Shen Ping and shopkeeper Ding walked out of the door, and saw groups of law enforcement and patrol disciples outside the door shouting non-stop with spiritual power.

Regardless of whether this is true or not, at least it is an explanation that can make the casual cultivators feel more at ease, and some even believe in Jinyangzong. After all, Jinyangzong is the great sect of Wei State. If you really want to kill them, No need to explain at all.

"Treasurer Ding."

"I wonder if this formation needs time to increase its power?"

Shen Ping asked via voice transmission.

Shopkeeper Ding reacted and frowned, "I don't know, I'll check later. If the formation is special, Jin Yangzong's move is nothing more than delaying time."

Stayed in Zhenbaolou for a while.

Shen Ping returned to Qinghe Lane to continue his boring and fulfilling life, making talismans every day, meditating, and doing double cultivation... Only by looking at the changes on the virtual panel can he feel at ease in his heart.

It will be October in a blink of an eye.

During this period.

The casual cultivators in Fangshi are gradually getting used to the existence of the **** sky, but Jin Yangzong did nothing else, but increased the number of law enforcement and patrolling disciples. Even the alleys outside Fangshi are patrolled by disciples every few days. Doing things like this made the casual cultivators feel a lot more at ease.

Late at night.

Under the **** starry sky.

Small courtyard wing room.

The suppressed breathing was interrupted by the rippling sound of the water.

The single tulle garment hangs casually on the edge of the barrel.

Disappeared with the coolness of Xuezhi Wan.

The exchange of Taoism and Dharma with staggered figures ended.

Yu Yan habitually closed her eyes and thought about it.

Shen Ping didn't bother her, got up and put on a robe and went to the quiet room.

Sit down cross-legged.

He swipes to the virtual panel.

There have been changes behind the puppet master.

Has a silver bonus.

Combined with ten hard-working exchanges every day, the speed of the puppet master's improvement was indeed beyond Shen Ping's expectations, and he directly reached the breakthrough level in just over a month.

Boom~

Virtual frame vibration.

A large amount of puppet master's insights and knowledge suddenly poured out of his sea of ​​consciousness. At this moment, Shen Ping seemed to have become a monk who had been immersed in puppets for many years. It took five days to digest and absorb the puppet master's transformation before finally forming a memory engraved in his blood.

Open your eyes again.

His eyes became dark.

Stand up.

Shen Ping paced around the room for a while, and then stopped in the courtyard.

He heard from Yu Yan.

Its master spent forty or fifty years of cold and heat to finally become a middle-grade puppet master, and the middle-grade white puppet is his proud work.

It's a pity that the puppet master can only have the ability to fight and kill when he reaches the top-rank proficiency level.

"Second-level puppet master."

"Tier 2 Talisman Master."

"Combined with talismanic supernatural powers, as long as you don't encounter monks in the late stage of foundation establishment, you can protect yourself!"

Thinking.

He thought of the destroyed Danxia sect.

The trace of achievement that rose from the bottom of my heart suddenly disappeared.

Danxia branch sect has a strong Nascent Soul sect, and it will be destroyed if it is said to be destroyed.

Although Zhenbaolou is strong, the elders of Jinyang Zong Taishang also have to give face, but what if they don't give face!

At that time, there will be no eggs under the overturned nest.

"We still have to prepare with both hands."

sighed.

Shen Ping came to Fangshi after tidying up a little.

Walk out of the stone gate.

The main road was extremely lively, and many casual cultivators set up street stalls on the side of the road and yelled. If it weren't for the blood color of the sky, he almost thought he had returned to the bustling days when he was still in Hongliu Lane.

Today, Chunmanyuan is a bit deserted.

Matchmaker Zeng leaned against the counter and dozed leisurely. When she saw Shen Ping, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yo, look who's here!"

"Master Shen Fu!"

"It's been a while since you came to my place."

With the smell of makeup all over his face and that exaggerated voice, Shen Ping suddenly had the illusion of stepping into Chunmanyuan for the first time.

Matchmaker Zeng twisted her waist, "Come in, please."

The two soon came to the private room and sat down separately.

Shen Ping didn't talk nonsense, "Fellow Daoist Zeng, do you still count what you said last time?"

Matchmaker Zeng trembled with a smile, "Forget it, of course it does. We in Chunmanyuan are most concerned about credibility. As long as Shen Fushi takes out thirty talismans, we can leave calmly."

"When can I leave?"

Shen Ping looked at Matchmaker Zeng and asked.

"It's hard to say. Now, there are many monks who want to leave. Even if I have the ability in Chunmanyuan, I have to arrange it slowly, right..."

Matchmaker Zeng was halfway through her words, her eyes fell directly on the Thunder Light Talisman that appeared in Shen Ping's hand, and she said in a decisive tone, "The Jinyang Sect will transfer the disciples in the branch at the end of the year, and it is safest to go at this time. "

Shen Ping stood up, "Friend Zeng, the price of thirty talismans is not cheap, I hope it's worth it!"

After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

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