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Chapter 535 The Six-Heart Sect that Lost Mr. Xiaoshanfu
Wang Ping's master became a Taoist, and his spiritual veins were once exhausted due to inner demons. Fortunately, now that the inner demons have been eliminated, his spiritual veins have gradually recovered.

However, when he was haunted by inner demons, he could only survive by taking life-extending elixirs, and he took them more than once. Everything in this world must be given up, and taking the elixirs many times will accumulate in his body. Too much erysipelas, even if it has been cleaned up, the original life span has been consumed too much.

At present, Master Wang Ping's lifespan is still about ninety years. Normal practice of "Taiyan Talisman" is not enough time for him to advance to the third realm. He can only cultivate his spiritual body and soul in advance through external force. As for the third realm Wang Ping had already obtained one quota when he entered Shangjing City for the first time.

He is currently looking for a 'Shenhun Introduction'. The most important thing is to become a Taoist for his master, and then to cultivate his soul.

The reason why Wang Ping asked Zi Luan about this was because he felt that Lord Xiaoshanfu would definitely pass down most of the spells he had learned. What he currently obtained was a magical array, so the secret method of the composite array was most likely to be On Zi Luan and Xiu Yu.

As for why he didn't directly ask Mr. Xiao Shanfu about his projection, it was because he really didn't think that much at the time. After all, he had just experienced the incident of going to the capital, and he still had many uncertainties about the future, and his thoughts were somewhat confused.

When he was studying "The Art of Jingmu" in the past few days, he also thought about his master Yucheng Taoist's practice, and then he thought about Xiaoshan Fujun's compound magic circle and Zi Luan's possibility of obtaining it.

Zi Luan's denial did not make Wang Ping have too many doubts. He subconsciously thought of Xiu Yu and the unsealed part of Xiaoshan Mansion's memory in his spiritual sea.

"Don't waste your efforts. You should know that even if we can get the master's secret method, it may not be suitable for your master. His soul cannot withstand the blessing of your soul and mine. If we replace it with two Taiyan monks who have perfected the second realm, They won’t be suitable for the strength of the magic circle.”

Zi Luan advised: "Occasionally, you may be able to find a shortcut in practice, but this shortcut will not apply to everyone, otherwise practice would not be so difficult. To say the least, even if you obtain the construction of this set of magic circles, The method is destined to be impossible to construct, because you do not have the strength of the fourth realm, and its casting conditions may prohibit you. "

Qin Zifeng did not hesitate, restrained the arrogant momentum he had originally carried, and solemnly bowed with his fists clasped.

Zi Luan shook his head, looked in the direction of Xiaoshan Fujun's courtyard dojo, and said softly: "Gaining and losing are the most common things in our lives. We have to get used to it. In the future, you still have thousands of years. If you are promoted to the fourth That means tens of thousands of years, I think you know what that means.”

Yu Lian said to Wang Ping in the spiritual sea: "The Taiyan monk who is less than a hundred years old has entered the country. His aura is similar to that of Hong Chen before."

"It's my little apprentice Qin Zifeng."

He actually asked his disciples to call Wang Ping "Uncle Master".

Yu Lian raised her head and looked at Zi Luan and said, "This doesn't sound like what you said!"

As soon as she finished saying this, the visitor landed directly in front of Wang Ping and Zi Luan.

Qin Zifeng cupped his fists and saluted.

Zi Luan laughed softly when he heard this and asked, "How should I speak?"

"Master!"

He is a young-looking monk, wearing a Taoist robe made of lavender brocade, with a gorgeous golden belt, a golden crown on his head, and a unicorn pattern on the collar of the Taoist robe. He looks like a royal from the Chu State. Descendants of the royal family.

Zi Luan nodded with a smile, pointed to Wang Ping next to him, and said, "Come, I've seen your Uncle Changqing."

When Yu Lian was about to answer, there was a burst of sound in the sky. It was a Taiyan monk who had just entered the country. When Wang Ping turned to look at the sky, he captured the visitor's face from the flowing wood spirit energy in an instant. look.

When Zi Luan introduced the visitor, his tone was full of doting, and a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

"I've met Master Changqing!"

Wang Ping listened to these words, clasped his fists in thanksgiving and said, "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist, for reminding me. Is there anything else you can do?"

But Wang Ping felt a vague hostility.

Zi Luan, who was next to him, may have sensed Qin Zifeng's hostility, so he explained: "Zifeng has always admired you, but he also threatened to exceed the number of years you have to advance to the second level!"

Wang Ping nodded thoughtfully and smiled: "Then let's wait and see!" Yu Lian said in the spiritual sea: "I am sure now that this guy is a puppet remade with Hongchen's soul. Zi Luan is still the same as before. Bad taste."

After hearing this, Wang Ping didn't show much emotion.

At this time, Zi Luan asked: "Why are you here?"

"There is a conflict between some disciples of some sects in the front hall and disciples of Taoist Zhi Gong. If..."

Before Qin Zifeng finished speaking, there was a chaotic spiritual energy from the direction of the front hall that impacted the barrier formation above the Six Heart Sect, causing circles of light blue ripples to ripple under the clouds.

Zi Luan was not particularly anxious. He asked, "Where is Fellow Taoist Zhi Gong?"

"Half an hour ago, news came from the Taoist Palace that Taoist Zhi Gong and Taoist Hu Yin will arrive on the day when you take over as master."

"The shelf is pretty big."

Wang Ping remained silent on this.

Zi Luan looked at Qin Zifeng and said casually: "You guys have to figure it out. You have to let them know your identity. The Six Heart Sect has not yet reached the point of being a little naughty."

Wang Ping looked at Qin Zifeng's back after taking off, with mixed feelings in his heart. If Mr. Xiao Shanfu was here, who would dare to make trouble in such a situation? If he dared, he would be beaten to death on the spot and there would be no room for explanation.

After more than ten breaths.

Qin Zifeng returned to the sky above the reception area of ​​the front hall. On the square in front of the main hall below, there were two foundation-building monks using the most basic "sword control" fighting method. Although there was no technical content, the roar of the sword was very dangerous. If you are not careful, blood will be splattered on the spot.

"What did Master say?"

It was Hong Yuan who maintained order at the scene. He was a little anxious when he saw Qin Zifeng.

Qin Zifeng said calmly: "Master asked us to figure it out. I think we can just kill the two people who caused trouble."

Hong Yuan shook his head, ignored Qin Zifeng, and said to his left and right, "Take those two down first!"

"Yes!"

There were two incoming Jin Xiu disciples on his left and right, but they were more than enough to deal with the two Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"You two stop it!"

The skin of the two golden cultivators was oozing with metallic luster. They gave a warning before leaving, and then they landed in front of the two foundation-building cultivators. They stretched out their hands to pinch the spines of the two foundation-building cultivators.

"You two have a lot of things going on, you know..."

A monk who entered the cave gate looked arrogant and was about to step out to stop the two golden cultivators. However, before he could finish his words, he was pierced through the chest by a dagger with a light green halo, followed by two more. The short sword whizzed over and cut the monk's body in half.

Suddenly, blood mixed with the stirring spiritual veins dyed most of the ground near the monk red.

The disciples with lower cultivation levels were stunned on the spot, and the monks with entry level and above all looked to the sky.

It was Qin Zifeng who made the move!
(End of this chapter)