Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 152: Which fourth rank do you want to enter?
"Okay, I'll take it." Zhou Ping thought for a while, then put away the jade pendant that could teleport.

Zhou Ping has the ability to teleport, what he lacks is a shelter.

His panel might have been leaked, so he was afraid that the Taoists would cause trouble for him, so he had to cling to someone powerful.

Zhou Ping now understands the value of Spring River Moon Night. According to Fan Shiyi, this poem is better than all the poems she has written.

Zhou Ping is likely to go down in history because of this poem.

With this poem, the Wei government would not let Zhou Ping die easily.

If such a great poet died, the Wei Dynasty would conduct a thorough investigation!

After spending so many days together, Zhou Ping also knew Fan Shiyi's character. Although Fan Shiyi liked women, it was said that he was a playboy who would not give up and would not leave any offspring.

Not only that, Fan Shiyi clearly had a magical weapon that could teleport, but when the mountain was pressing down on the city, she insisted on not escaping.

A good father will have a good son. With a child like this, Zhou Ping probably guessed that Fan Zhongfu must be a very virtuous person.

All in all, it is definitely a good idea to rely on the academy and Fan Zhongfu.

Zhou Ping accepted the jade pendant and then asked, "Is this kind of magical tool that can teleport very difficult to refine?"

Fan Shiyi thought for a moment and said, "It's neither difficult nor hard. It's neither difficult nor hard."

Zhou Ping asked: "What do you mean?"

"This kind of magic weapon can only be refined by the Si Tian Jian, and it requires the help of a first-class master."

"Whether it's the Si Tian Jian or a first-class expert, they are not that easy to hire."

Fan Shiyi said.

Zhou Ping nodded. There were probably not many first-class masters in the world. It would be even more difficult to ask the Imperial Observatory for help.

So for Fan Shiyi, her father was a first-rank official, and the Imperial Observatory was an official institution of the Wei Dynasty, so Fan Zhongfu also had the face to let them take action.

That's why Fan Shiyi said that this matter is neither difficult nor not difficult! For Fan Shiyi, this matter is not difficult, but for others it is difficult.

"Why do you need Yipin's help?" Zhou Ping asked the key question.

Fan Shiyi thought for a moment, then said, "Well, let me tell you what the upper third grade is."

"Cultivators are divided into ten grades, which are further divided into the upper three grades and the lower three grades."

"Among the lower three grades, the eighth grade is a threshold. Whether for humans or monsters, there is a huge gap between the eighth grade and the seventh grade."

"Once you reach the seventh rank, your overall strength will be greatly enhanced. A demon will also transform into a human form when it reaches the seventh rank."

"It's the same with the upper third rank. There are countless fourth rank cultivators, but only one in a hundred can reach the third rank."

"Because once you reach the third level, not only will your strength become stronger, but you will also be able to live forever."

"The third grade can make people immortal, the second grade can make people fly, and the first grade can make people teleport."

Fan Shiyi is well-informed.

Zhou Ping listened to Fan Shiyi's description, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. The first-grade can teleport!
The first rank can teleport! This is important information.

The third rank can grant immortality, which has no appeal to Zhou Ping because he has an immortality panel.

Zhou Ping was not so eager for the ability to fly. He had the skill of creating animals, which allowed him to transform into a bird and fly in the sky.

"The first level can teleport, which is somewhat similar to my Tianya Zhichi." Zhou Ping thought.

Zhou Ping asked again: "After reaching the first level, can you teleport to wherever you want? Without any restrictions?"

Fan Shiyi nodded, thought for a moment and said, "I don't know about this. You can tell me when you become a first-class player."

Zhou Ping laughed and said modestly: "First rank? I feel that I'd be lucky to be able to enter the fourth rank."

"Fourth rank, which fourth rank do you want to enter?" Xiao Qing said with a wicked smile, "There is a fourth rank in front of you, what do you think?"

Zhou Ping's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't expect Xiao Qing to think of making a joke.

Fan Shiyi grabbed Xiaoqing's weak spot and said, "I find that you are becoming more and more lawless."

Xiao Qing suddenly lost her strength, but she was still sharp-tongued: "What's wrong? Can't you just talk a little?"

Zhou Ping didn't understand why Xiaoqing always made fun of him and Fan Shiyi, so he quickly said, "Brother Fan, you and Xiaoqing go first. I need to go help Uncle Bo and the others."

Uncle Lame, Chen Erdan and Scar are about to enter the secret realm. Zhou Ping feels that without his protection, there might be casualties.

In the secret realm, strength alone is not enough, you also need magical tools to restrain evil things.

For Zhou Ping, whether it is the Ruyi Robe, the Vajra, or the Ghost Bride, they are all his trump cards in the secret realm.

Uncle Bo and his men don’t have these trump cards!
Not only Uncle Lame, Chen Erdan and Scar, but some people from Qinghe County were also forced in. Zhou Ping still wanted to help them.

After all, I have experience in entering secret realms.

Fan Shiyi was a little worried, but when he thought about how Zhou Ping was already at the eighth level, and had several eighth levels, plus how Zhou Ping already had a magical weapon that could teleport, he had nothing to worry about.

"Okay, I won't wait for you!" After saying that, Fan Shiyi pinched Xiaoqing's weak spot and left.

After Fan Shiyi left, Zhou Ping opened the perception range of the Sky Spirit Method.

Zhou Ping didn't see anyone within his perception range. He waved his hand, took out a mask from the storage jade, and then put it on his head.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Ping turned into a strange man.

This person was someone Zhou Ping had met before. He was one of the five people killed by Song Tianlong.

"If I help Uncle Lame to enter the secret realm, it will probably take a long time, and there is no telling what kind of variables might appear. It would be better to just make the secret realm disappear!"

Outside the secret realm.

"Hey, what do you think of Zhou Ping? Why is he reading books and writing poems for no reason? Confucianists are not good at fighting." Scar said, touching his mace.

Chen Erdan laughed and said, "You think they are all like you, all strong and no brains. Zhou Ping is a student now, maybe he can become the top scholar and become an official in the future!"

The two men had been escorting escorts outside and finally found an opportunity to go home to visit their relatives, but they didn't expect to be conscripted by Master Zhao.

Scar said proudly: "What's so great about being a student? What's so good about being an official? I'm an eighth-rank official! I'm far ahead. Zhou Ping's Buddhist cultivation is all external force, but I cultivated it all by myself."

Chen Erdan did not refute Scar. Scar was right, his cultivation was all the result of practice, but Zhou Ping and Chen Erdan's Buddhist cultivation came from external forces.

Uncle Lame didn't say anything. He looked at Scar as if he was a fool.

Uncle Bo knows best what Zhou Ping's strength is.

Uncle Lame is now at the eighth level of cultivation, but with the blessing of the demon seed, he is strong enough to kill a seventh or sixth level cultivator.

Uncle Lame disguised himself as a man in black and fought with Zhou Ping. He knew that Zhou Ping's strength must be above the eighth level.

Chen Erdan changed the subject: "Scar, this secret realm is very dangerous, and some places require guessing. Do you have enough brains?"

Speaking of brains, Scar smiled awkwardly: "Aren't we here with Uncle Cripple and you? I'll be in charge of the fighting, and you guys will be in charge of solving the puzzles."

Chen Erdan still has the cultivation level of the tenth level in Buddhism, but he has always been escorting the head of the Yan family with Scar.

Although Scar is strong in combat, his brain is not very good.

Chen Erdan’s cultivation was weak, but he was cautious and smart. The two of them worked together seamlessly and survived many life-and-death crises.

Uncle Lame suddenly asked, "Scar, what is Yan Yi's cultivation level?"

Everyone in the Yan Family Escort Agency knows about the relationship between Uncle Lame and Yan Yi.

Scar said respectfully: "In reply to Uncle Lame, Miss Yanyi is already an eighth-rank official."

Uncle Lame nodded, and then asked, "Where is Patriarch Yan?"

Scar said, "To reply Uncle Bo, the head of the Yan family is also at the eighth level." Chen Erdan suddenly came to Uncle Bo and said in a low voice, "Uncle Bo, the head of the Yan family told outsiders that his cultivation level is at the eighth level, but as far as I know, he has already reached the seventh level!"

Uncle Bo's face looked slightly strange, then immediately returned to normal.

"Okay, the first wave of troops is setting off!" Zhao Tiancheng was cracking melon seeds and drinking tea contentedly.

Wu Da Ge and Wu Da Fu led the way, followed by some scholars, then some yamen runners, and then some soldiers.

The role of the sergeant is to supervise the battle to prevent those in front from escaping.

There are more than fifty people in this group!
Behind the group of people were some independent cultivators who also wanted to go in and try their luck.

Zhao Tiancheng looked at these casual cultivators, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he sneered: "Song Tixia, have you arranged the assassins?"

Song Tixia nodded and said, "It has been arranged. When these independent cultivators go in, they will also blend in."

"Damn it, this bunch of casual cultivators still want to take advantage of me. Do they think it's so easy to take advantage of me?" Zhao Tiancheng knew that someone would follow his team.

In order to prevent someone from solving the puzzle before him, Zhao Tiancheng has arranged a killer.

As long as the independent cultivators dare to go in, the killers can kill them.

In the secret realm.

The first level is still an acrostic poem.

But this time, he walked not from the cliff, but from the dry well.

The exit turned into a dry well.

Zhou Ping followed a group of wandering cultivators into the secret realm. In front of them were Uncle Lame, Scar, Chen Erdan and others.

Zhou Ping followed the team in front closely. He wanted to protect this group of people without revealing his identity.

Zhou Ping passed several levels smoothly.

Although there were losses in the team, they were not many. There were more than 50 people in Uncle Bo's group, and seven or eight of them died.

Most of these seven or eight people are scholars. They have weak fighting ability and can be easily killed even if they are protected by others.

In the level with the oily corpse, Chen Erdan was almost in danger, and Zhou Ping secretly rescued him.

In the level with the octopus monster, Scar's fighting power could not be exerted, so Zhou Ping used the object control technique to throw him out of the exit.

"Erdan, why do I feel like someone is helping us along the way?" Scar said.

Chen Erdan looked at Scar with a little surprise: "I didn't expect that a blockhead like you could sense it."

Scar asked, "Who do you think it will be?"

The two looked at the people around them, but couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Don't think too much. He helped us. When we meet him later, we can just kowtow to him to express our gratitude." Chen Erdan said.

Scar nodded, agreeing with him.

Finally, after twenty people from the first wave died, they finally reached the last level of the cheats.

More than thirty independent cultivators followed behind the team.

"The decryption is successful. The person who solved the puzzle gets the storage jade, and the others get the magic weapon."

"If you fail to solve the puzzle, everyone will die."

As the rules were explained, a riddle sounded in the secret realm! "Please listen to the question. How many toes do I have?"

"It is indeed the riddle."

"Look, he has ten toes on his feet."

Everyone was talking about it, and the last level was still guessing the toes.

Then, a voice sounded again in the secret realm: "After ten breaths, answer the question, or you will die!"

After hearing the sound from the secret realm, the group of people's faces changed drastically and they hurriedly left the secret realm from the vortex of the last level.

Finally, only one soldier and Zhou Ping were left at the last level of the secret realm.

The soldier looked at Zhou Ping with some surprise, but didn't say much, because he was a chosen assassin.

"Why are you willing to die?" Zhou Ping asked.

The sergeant replied: "My parents are sick and need money for their treatment!"

Zhou Ping sighed, walked to the soldier, and knocked him out with a palm.

The soldier's cultivation level was at the tenth level, and he was no match for Zhou Ping at all. He was thrown out of the secret realm by Zhou Ping.

Except for the secret book at this time.

After seeing the first group of people coming out, Zhao Tiancheng rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Quick! Quick! Send the second group of people in!"

Zhao Tiancheng seemed to have already seen that the storage jade belonged to him.

However, just when Zhao Tiancheng was happy, a person came out from the secret realm.

This man was the first soldier who was ready to die by guessing the riddle.

The moment Zhao Tiancheng saw the sergeant, he immediately became furious: "Damn it, how did you escape? Are you so afraid of death?"

Song Tixia woke the sergeant up, and Zhao Tiancheng slapped the sergeant several times: "What's wrong with you? How did you get out of there? Are you going to treat your parents' illness?"

The sergeant looked confused: "I don't know. I was knocked unconscious by someone inside, and then thrown out."

Zhao Tiancheng didn't believe it at all. He thought the soldiers must have made up the lie because they were afraid of death.

"I'm going to kill you!" Zhao Tiancheng was so angry that he drew out his sword and was about to stab it into the soldier's chest.

Song Tixia grabbed Zhao Tiancheng's sword, and Zhao Tiancheng angrily asked, "What? Do you want to rebel?"

Song pointed to the wound on the soldier's neck and said, "He was indeed knocked unconscious just now."

Zhao Tiancheng frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

In the last level of the secret realm, you have to answer the toes of the previous host of the storage jade. Whoever answers will die.

Zhao Tiancheng sent a assassin in to turn the riddle into the only answer, but who would have thought that the people inside would throw the assassin out.

Zhao Tiancheng looked at the sergeant: "When you came out, the riddle didn't start."

Before the sergeant could speak, Wu Dafu, Wu Dage and others said, "The riddle was activated, so we escaped."

Zhao Tiancheng looked at the entrance to the secret realm, frowned and said, "What's going on? Is someone going to die?"

Zhao Tiancheng really couldn't understand. The last level of the secret realm was no longer a secret. Could someone go there to die knowing that it would mean death?

At this time, at the last level of the secret realm, Zhou Ping slowly said: "You have ten toes."

"Wrong answer, I have nine toes." At the same time, one toe was missing from the man's foot.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying aura spread in the secret realm, and then a dark light appeared on the male corpse.

A flash of light flashed and pierced Zhou Ping's chest.

Zhou Ping only felt this terrifying aura, but did not see the light.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Ping raised two fingers of his right hand.

Trigger with one finger!
(End of this chapter)