Bright Jade True Immortal

Bright Jade True Immortal Chapter 439

2021-10-14

Chapter 439 Lives Up

“Fang Xiaoyou I'll go to bed again, I have something to explain later."

After Chen Ping made a plan in his mind, Chong Fangjinpeng said.

"Junior listens to you."

A bitter look flashed in Fang Jinpeng's eyes, and he lay down by himself.

Seeing his attitude, Chen Ping smiled and a Divine Consciousness penetrated into his Sea of Consciousness, knocking him out again.

Chen Ping was not polite, and immediately grabbed Fang Jinpeng with one hand.

With a muffled sound, the man's head immediately fell into his right hand.

Chen Ping's face flashed blue and he performed Soul Searching Technique.

After a while, he grabbed Master Wan Young again with a calm expression, and cast the same spell.

As a result, after Chen Ping shook off Master Wan Young, he said with disgust: "At a young age, commiting any imaginable misdeed is extremely, hehe, if your parents give you one less Spirit Stone later, I will The seat will blow you to ashes, pull out and refine the soul, and let you taste the taste of Soul Lamp.”

It turns out that this Young Master is only twenty-five years old, but relying on his family background I don't know how many things have been done to bully men and bully women.

If it's outside the city, Chen Ping has already been extinguished.

However, Wanjia has to pay enough ransom, so he can let him go today.

"This kid is very good."

Chen Ping looked towards Fang Jinpeng in a blink of an eye, and commented calmly.

The experience that this person just told is basically true, but he did not deliberately deceive him.

In addition, Fang Jinpeng still maintains the original intention of drinking water and thinking of the source to the first Master Liu Yanyu.

Revered Master is a serious person, always liked by him.

Stop leaning, Chen Ping changed his mind back to the appearance of a scholar with a yellow face.

After glancing out the window, he seemed to have found something, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

In the mid-air ten miles away, He Wencheng was manipulating a piece of jade plate Spiritual Artifact and flew towards Tiger Leaping Building.

On the Spiritual Artifact, there is also a woman with delicate features, with a white face and a plain blue gauze.

This woman has a mortal body, flying out of the sky, but she doesn't feel scared, her eyes are full of calm.

To Chen Ping's surprise, the mortal woman's belly was bulging high, and she was obviously pregnant, and she was probably less than two months away from giving birth.

Spiritual Artifact landed directly on the second floor, He Wencheng motioned for the girl to come down, and then bowed to Chen Ping.

"I have seen Immortal Master."

The delicate woman pressed her waist with one hand and knelt down to salute.

"No."

Chen Ping spilled a piece of spiritual power and gently supported her.

No wonder he looked mysterious.

This charming woman is actually Weng Mu's yearn for day and night's sweetheart, Shao Ying.

The key point is that this woman is still pregnant.

Weng Mu was banned for two and a half years, so the child in Shao Ying's belly is not his.

Chen Ping couldn't help sneering. If his little disciple knew the current situation, he didn't know how he would react.

"Fellow Daoist He, what's wrong with her pregnancy?"

After a change of mind, Chen Ping asked He Wencheng's sound transmission.

"Senior has stumped me, Junior really doesn't know the inside story."

He Wencheng also replied with sound transmission.

After considering for a moment, Chen Ping smiled indifferently, sucked Shao Ying directly, and performed Soul Searching Technique.

After a few breaths, he understood the cause and effect, and he couldn't help but mourned what happened to this woman.

In those days, Shaoying was exiled to Huaisu Plain by Weng Fuhong, and strangely, she was assigned the heavy work of digging canals.

A weak woman who can't even complete the basic daily tasks and suffers for a long time.

Just as Shao Ying was exhausted, a strong mortal man appeared beside her, often asking for help and helping her with her work.

Under the man's meticulous care, the two family breeds fondness finally formed a new family a year ago.

If things were that simple, Chen Ping wouldn't be too emotional.

He will only feel worthless for the infatuation Weng Mu.

But the point is that Shao Ying's empathy for her husband who provided timely help was actually the result of self-suggestion.

The love in her heart never changes.

Several decades of ups and downs made her deeply understand that Xianfan is different.

She and Weng Mu will never get together.

Shao Ying even knew that her current husband was most likely the secret son arranged by Weng Fuhong.

But in order not to delay Weng Mu's immortal journey, she forced herself to think through it and endure it alone.

"Girl Shaoying, with your intelligence, you should have guessed who I am entrusted with."

Chen Ping restrained his expression and his tone was softer.

"I'd like to ask Immortal Master to go back and tell him that the girls have had a good life..."

Shao Ying smiled slightly, and said in a clear voice.

"Since you've let go, I won't hand over the things he sent to you."

Chen Ping showed nodded admiration.

In his opinion, Shaoying's temperament is much stronger than his cheap discipline.

"Thank you for meeting me. Every girl will not owe him anything."

Jade hand stroked her stomach and felt the heartbeat of life. Shao Ying's expression seemed to be a little complicated.

"A good one is worth it."

Chen Ping gave a light high-five and pointed at He Wencheng with two fingers close together: "Fellow Daoist He listen, ordinary cultivator. You don’t have this kind of awareness!”

He Wencheng was at a loss for the mysterious conversation between the two, and Chen Ping’s question made him even more confused, but he was experienced and knowledgeable. The Foundation Establishment cultivator praised without thinking about it: "Senior is right, Miss Shao is indeed the best among girls."

"Fellow Daoist He Guigeng?"

next At the moment, Chen Ping asked another puzzling word.

"Senior, Junior is one hundred and seventy years old."

He Wencheng faithfully replied.

“There is a lot of life essence left.”

Chen Ping rubbed his chin, threw a storage bag away, and explained, “This seat intends to ask you a little favor. "

"There are a thousand Spirit Stones in the bag. During the Lantern Festival every year, you go to Miss Shao's house in person and distribute twenty pieces at a time until fifty years later."

"The ugly words are ahead. If Fellow Daoist He forgets about this, this seat will punish him severely."

"Senior rest assured, even if Junior is in secluded cultivation, he will take the time to go out and take Spirit Stone away. I'll send you a lot."

He Wencheng heart shivered with cold and quickly patted his chest to assure.

It's just a trivial matter, and he was able to get a little bit of friendship with an Essence Core great cultivator, which really made him chuckle.

"Immortal Master, you can't..."

Shao Ying had a mouthful of apricots, but she only started at the beginning and was interrupted by Chen Ping.

"You don't think about yourself, but also about the child in your belly. A thousand Spirit Stones are enough for him to enjoy a high position and great wealth in the mundane world."

Chen Ping slowly Speaking slowly, he instructed He Wencheng again: "Fellow Daoist He, arrange some easy work for her in the future. You don't have to worry about it, Commander Weng, I will tell you."

"Junior remembered it. ."

He Wencheng said respectfully.

"You and send her back."

Chen Ping waved his hand and said.

"Yes!"

Assisting Shao Ying on the jade plate Spiritual Artifact, He Wencheng squeezed secret art and rushed to the sky.

"Ms. Shaoying, this seat is Weng Mu's Master. I will bring that incompetent boy to wish you a good rest of your life."

Standing in front of the window, Chen Ping indifferently said.

hearing this, Shao Ying's body trembled slightly, and she bowed a blessing from a distance.

……

He tapped the wooden table regularly, about one hour later, Chen Ping opened his eyes, and two black shadows flew out of the storage ring on his finger. It fell heavily from the window.

He also disappeared from the spot after the dive light flashed.

Next moment, Chen Ping placed one foot on the head of a giant scorpion, remaining calm and composed while handling pressing affairs, looking at the street corner on the right.

Pedestrians passing by, at the highest level, are only practicing qi cultivator, and the fearful coercion suddenly rises, one by one can't help but be terrified, and they are like running away.

Then, another ferocious ice-blue earthworm appeared, breathing like a dragon dangling its tail, using its body more than twenty feet long to wrap around the outer edge of the restaurant.

At the end of the street, a line of pale-faced cultivators all stopped, interrupting their progress.

Looking at the third rank puppets showing off one's military strength at both ends, the seven Foundation Establishment cultivators, five men and two women, couldn't help but looked at each other in blank dismay, and then squeezed out a sincere smile, Get down on your knees.

"Junior Wang Mi, I have seen Older Generation Chen."

"Junior Huang Xian'er..."

"Junior Wanbai Painting..."

The seven tacitly complied with each other and bowed to each other, but their attitudes could not pick out the slightest perfunctory.

Because several people understand that senior is getting angry.

One hour ago, He Wencheng's sound transmission to Zhihe, scared several people on the spot, the soul flew away and scattered.

The younger generation in the family has caused a big disaster!

Although they had never heard of Chen Ye's senior's name, He Wencheng explained it clearly in the letter.

The late stage puppet master of Essence Core!

The short eight characters, like a big awl smashed on an ice wall, made several people feel a sense of despair approaching death.

When they came to Tiger Leaping Tower, everyone saw it with their own eyes and found that He Wencheng's words were not exaggerated at all.

The puppets summoned by the senior can destroy the Huaisu Plain with no difficulty.

Under the expressionless gaze of Chen Ping, several people were frightened and blamed the troubled children thousands of times.

"Come here with all the kid's ransom."

Chen Ping said indifferently as he pointed at Wan Baihua, the father of Young Master Wan.

"Junior obeys."

He got up nervously, Wan Baihua put away a few storage rings, trembling all the way to the Jade Soul Scorpion King, knelt down again, and cried Said: "Please forgive the senior, it is the Juniors who are incapable of discipline, and the collision with the senior is indeed crime deserving ten thousand deaths."

"This seat has no time to listen to your explanation."

Chen Ping reached out and beckoned, a few storage rings flew over, and instantly washed away the imprint of the storage ring.

Among the seven rings, there are exactly 3,500 middle grade Spirit Stone.

"Not much?"

Chen Ping frowned, his expression darkened, and put a few storage rings into his arms, without any intention of returning them.

Next, he flexed his fingers, and the ice-bone earthworm opened its mouth, picked up a few pampered young masters and thirty followers, and dropped them to the ground.

"These brats in the lead have been banned for five years."

Chen Ping said expressionlessly.

"Five years is not enough. According to Junior, at least ten years."

Wan Baihua didn't immediately care about his son's condition, but instead pleaded with her.

"Then it will be closed until the life essence is exhausted."

Chen Ping's mouth curled into a sneer.

The flattery shot on the horse's leg, Wan Bai's face is very wonderful, with red and white, alternately.

Chen Ping glanced at everyone coldly, and then instructed the ice-bone earthworm to grab the square scarf Peng and leave.

"Father!"

Master Wan Young woke up from the coma and saw the omnipotent's father. Take revenge, that person killed Qin Shan in public, and he didn't take Pingyuan's law in his eyes."

"Evil creature shut up!"

Wan Baihua's eyes were violent With a ferocious look, he slapped his hand away, and beat his son around like a bottle gourd.

"Father?"

Master Wan Young was stunned, covering his fiery left cheek and roaring: "You met a lot of Essence Core seniors at Fuyou Dojo, don't they? I can't fight him!"

"How could I teach you something like this, go back and face the wall for ten years immediately!"

Wan Baihua's tone was gloomy, and he said something that his son couldn't believe.

However, at this moment, in the high sky covered by clouds and mist, a beam of bright cyan sword glow shot out, passing through Wan Dashao's chest as quickly as possible, and piercing it alive. Shaken into a pulp.

Then, a dull voice like smoke echoed in the ears of several people.

"If you are dissatisfied, please report to the escort team. I am waiting for you at the Moon Pavilion."

......

Chen Ping stands in the Enter the Jade Soul Scorpion King, flying in the wind.

Previously, although he flew out several dozen li, Divine Consciousness was still shrouded in the vicinity of Huyuelou.

Hearing the words of Master Wan's revenge, he didn't hesitate, and shot out an Azure Lotus Sword light, killing this child's life.

Since Mr. Wan is bringing about one's own destruction, he can't tolerate him taking the Spirit Stone and breaking his promise.

As for keeping the Moon Pavilion title, Chen Ping has two considerations.

As soon as it came, Yin Xianyi repeatedly wanted to get closer, and she did what she wanted.

In addition, Chen Ping wants to find out, with his current status and Divine Ability, plus the protection of the Grappling Moon Sect, slaughtering the small local tyrant of the floating city will not cause the guards 's accountability.

If the escort turns a blind eye, it will be much easier for him to move forward.

......

Somewhere in the Huaisu Plain, Chen Ping awakened Fangjinpeng.

After giving some things and exhorting a few more words, Fang Jinpeng said goodbye respectfully and left.

"I hope you will seize this one and only chance."

Looking at the back of the other party's gradual departure, Chen Ping thought to himself.

Just now, he handed over the thousand-year-old White Leaf Tree King cut down on White Leaf Island and 200,000 Spirit Stones to this person.

Chen Ping's conditions are not simple. Within half a year, Fangjinpeng will use the white-leaf tree king as the main material to create a small spirit ship with complete functions, and cannot use the help of other boat refiners. strength.

Once done, this child's innate talent has been recognized by him.

Master Mo, Chen Ping will use some connections to find a way to bring Fangjin Peng as a room entry Disciple.

Wait until the Golden Core Realm, and then recruit this person back to the family.

If he fails, he can only pinch his nose to admit his bad luck and pay a Spirit Stone to go in.

"I don't know if that kid has unfulfilled wishes."

Suddenly, Chen Ping remembered another person.

Jiang Yijin, the loose cultivator of Xikou Island in the same boat.

After a long period of time, it was worth his investment.

Thinking like this, Chen Ping danced and turned into a bunch of blue rainbows to escape outside the city.

Huaisu Plain is very close to the ferry, and he is going to browse the stalls there first.

One day later.

Chen Ping turned around the stall area of Fuyou Ferry.

There are really quite a few stalls, thousands of them, but almost all of the low-level treasures from First Rank and Second Rank are sold, and there are no leaks from Luck That Goes Against Heaven's Will.

Chen Ping, who had found nothing, was disappointed and flew back into the city to the dojo.

......

A small auction is being held in a splendorous and majestic hall.

At this time, there are dozens of cultivators in different dresses sitting on the wooden chairs in the seventh or eighth rows.

On the opposite side is a solitary empty table, a black clothed plum shopkeeper drooling across his mouth, trying his best to mobilize the atmosphere on the field.

"Twenty-nine thousand Spirit Stone for the third time!"

Mei shopkeeper clapped and smiled, pointing to a Grey Clothes Foundation Establishment cultivator and said: "Congratulations, this three Dao Mark The Jiuhua Shenxing Pill that belongs to Fellow Daoist belongs to Fellow Daoist."

After finishing the speech, a little maid obediently walked to the gray-clothed cultivator and led him into the apse to complete the money and goods transaction .

"ding dong!"

After a few breaths, Mei shopkeeper rang the Spiritual Artifact bell in his hand, and his tone became mysterious: "Fellow Daoist this time. Come to participate in the underground auction led by Iqing Keju, the main goal must be the same."

"Yes, the sea tide pills refined by Yu Pill Saint of Benge are the first finale auction items in this auction. !”

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