I Live Forever With My Proficiency

"What Fellow Chen Daoist means is that I will provide you with 10,000 silver feather spears? Do you want to give it a try?"

In Silver Moon's temporary stone wall Cave Mansion, when she understood Chen Ping's purpose, her eyes were as round as the eyes of a buffalo.

His clear eyes were full of surprise.

Chen Ping looked at Yinyue's surprised look and found it a bit cute. She didn't feel much alienated when there weren't many people around.

However, these are probably all illusions, and the other party is Nascent Soul True Monarch. Thinking that he would try his best to persuade Yinyue to work for him, he did not dare to neglect and said:

"Indeed."

"Do you know how much ten thousand is?" Yin Yue's eyes were slightly irritated. If Chen Ping wasn't Xi Yue's disciple, she would have wanted to slap him with four hands at the same time.

"I know, that's why I asked Senior Yinyue to help." Chen Ping said with a smile.

Silver Moon True Monarch stared at Chen Ping for a long time with a cold face, and then said:

"You have to give me a convincing reason, right?"

Chen Ping nodded:

"Seniors have seen me kill those six skeleton demon knights. Xuanyuan Xuance and Baili Ye may not be able to tell. But senior Yinyue should be able to see that my speed and agility are pretty good among the monks of my generation. Bar?"

"I should be eager to do so." Yinyue admitted.

Chen Ping said calmly:

"To be honest, when I was in the Qi Refining realm, I met a reclusive senior who taught me some special Qi Refining realm spells, including spells to increase speed and flexibility, and throwing techniques. .”

"I mean, my throwing skills can be as outstanding as my movement speed. But it doesn't make much sense to practice throwing skills away from the river, because the sky above the river has special characteristics, and you can only practice it under those conditions. It’s my throwing skills that ultimately lead to the goal of the purple spot in the throw.”

"And this requires the Silver Feather Spear."

Yinyue looked at Chen Ping quietly, with two hands crossed on her abdomen and the other two arms placed on her thighs, with a serious and elegant expression.

She didn't know if the 'hidden senior' Chen Ping mentioned was true, but Chen Ping's movement speed and flexibility were indeed unmatched among monks in the same realm.

but

This river is so unique that even if a person is very good at throwing, he may not be able to hit the target.

Even if Chen Ping really gets guidance from many experts, he may not be able to become famous.

"You're taking a gamble," she said.

Chen Ping did not agree directly, but his tone became slightly softer.

"I admit it's a gamble, but does Senior Yin Yue have a better choice?" Chen Ping asked.

These words struck a chord with Yin Yue.

There are a few methods I'm trying, but it's hard to say if it's a better choice.

If it were true, he wouldn't have been trapped for more than ten years.

Chen Ping saw Yinyue thinking and struck while the iron was hot:

"Or is it that Senior Yinyue hopes to stay here for another ten, twenty, or thirty years. Even if he leaves by then, what will be the situation of the Qingluan Dynasty?"

"And now, since there is this potential, even if there is only a slight possibility of success, you have to at least give it a try, right?"

Yinyue looked at Chen Ping quietly, as if thinking about something.

After a while, he said:

"Your master Xiyue once told me that when faced with extreme difficulties, you are always the most trustworthy person. Your master seems to trust you very much."

"But I don't know you well. Besides, you once killed the prince of my Qingluan Dynasty. And it's hard to say whether your throwing technique will work."

Chen Ping：.

There is reason to suspect that she is lying on purpose.

"Junior has never killed any prince. Senior, don't accuse me unjustly. But when it comes to 'understanding', how can we understand if we haven't worked together before? Isn't this just an opportunity?" Chen Pingfeng Qingyun said calmly, no No panic at all.

Silver Moon nodded slightly:

"That's right, I should trust you. After all, you can even solve the barrier of the White Mist Forest. However, ten thousand Silver Moon Spears is not an easy task. Even if I want to agree to it, I'm afraid I can't do it. "

Chen Ping：.

I finally understand.

Silvermoon likes sandwich conversation.

He always likes to include a personal statement in a sentence to lure the other party to take the bait.

It's just that you are so thin-skinned.

They are all deadly traps.

"Senior thinks highly of me. I am good at throwing, but it is not what this junior can do to break down a barrier like the White Mist Forest." Chen Ping said with a wry smile.

Then I took the opportunity to get to the point:

"As for the ten thousand silver feather spears, this junior has an idea."

Yinyue obviously didn't take Chen Ping's words seriously, or she didn't believe them at all:

"Do you have an idea?"

"Do you know how much ten thousand is?"

"Currently, all the monks in Zhumo Field are equally powerful, and no one is convinced by anyone. The existing silver feather spears are scattered in everyone's hands, and it is not easy to take them out from others."

"This is just one of them."

"Furthermore, the number of skeleton demon knights in the Mo Zhui Field is now much lower than before. It is very difficult to kill a large number of skeleton demon knights to obtain the Silver Feather Spear. What can you think?"

Chen Ping has already thought about the quantity issue.

In fact, throwing is the most basic Qi Refining Stage skill. There is no 'Grandmaster' or 'Grandmaster' level, and there is no need for 10,000 silver feather spears.

Only five thousand are enough.

The reason why I say more is that I am worried that when I get to Late Stage, I won’t be able to add a level of proficiency with one shot.

As for how to get these thousands of pieces, Chen Ping said:

"I heard from His Highness Bai Liye that a piece of bone powder from the tip of a silver feather spear can be used to prepare 3 wooden spears. The reason why only 3 pieces can be prepared is because if there is less bone powder, it will affect the spear's resistance to dark waves. , thus affecting the accuracy. But in fact, as long as it is in the hands of senior Yin Yue, the white bones of a silver feather spear head can output up to 6 wooden spears, and they will not be broken into pieces, but the accuracy will be further reduced."

"Since it's a practice, seniors can use the output of 6 sticks."

This is throttling.

Since expenditures are being reduced, it is natural to increase expenditures as well.

Chen Ping thought of borrowing arrows from a straw boat, and thought of his own sword-avoiding talisman, and said:

"Secondly, it is indeed difficult to kill the Skeleton Demon Cavalry, but I can provide talismans. Senior Yinyue can choose a reliable team and practice coordinating and using the sword avoidance talisman. As long as the sword avoidance talisman is used properly, even if the skeleton demon appears, Even if you only have one horse, you can defraud a large number of spear heads and bones, right?"

This is difficult for others to achieve.

But it's not difficult for me.

My sword-avoiding talismans are unlimited, and their sword-avoiding effects are much higher than those of similar monks.

Of course, existing long guns cannot be spared.

Chen Ping continued:

"Thirdly, the reason why those monks are holding the gun-head bones and refusing to take them out is because they hope that there will be an opportunity to show their value. However, this expectation is illusory. As long as the price is right, these monks may not be willing to give up the bones."

"I can also exchange it for a talisman."

"Of course, the senior cannot say that the talismans came from me, the junior. Just say that I killed a Demon Race and obtained a large number of low-level talismans. Don't say that the junior needs the bones and just send someone to secretly collect them."

Chen Ping finished the plan in one breath.

One spear head bone = 6 wooden spears.

In this case, only 1,700 gun bones are needed to meet the demand for 10,000 long guns.

And if you can get 10 spear heads by killing one skeleton demon knight, it means you only need to kill 170 skeleton demon knights.

If only 5,000 are needed, then the quantity is halved.

Coupled with the existing inventory of gun-headed bones, it may not be possible to meet the requirements for a period of time.

The problem is not quantity.

But if the stakes are big enough, it depends on whether Yin Yue dares to play Stud?

After listening to what Chen Ping said, Yinyue remained silent.

Chen Ping didn't say anything. He had said enough and it was up to Yinyue's choice.

If Yin Yue doesn't agree, he can do it secretly himself, but without Yin Yue at the front to act as a windshield, the risk will be greater and he will be easily exposed, which is not worthwhile.

Only fools have "workers" but don't take advantage of them.

Moreover, Yin Yue's weapon refining experience is very good, and others may not be able to output 6 wooden spears with one spear head.

After being silent for a while, Yinyue said:

"I'll give it a try."

"This move of yours is equivalent to emptying out the bones and savings of all the monks. Even if there is an opportunity related to the bone gun head in the future, all the monks can only sit back and watch the opportunity pass. Not only that, I also have to help you I work hard day and night to refine the weapons, and ten thousand is not a small number."

"I hope you make it."

She was actually a little unhappy.

In the Qingluan Dynasty, others served her.

Even here, since these people fell off, these Monster Race disciples have all been supporting her, and she is the one who only needs to use her brain to come up with ideas.

The one above and beyond.

Now, in order to improve the conversion rate of the wooden spear, she had to personally refine the weapon for Chen Ping.

But as Chen Ping said, she has no other better choice now.

You can only gamble.

"Thank you for your trust, senior. I will do my best, senior." Chen Ping said with a cup of his hands.

"By the way, I ask you, senior, to keep this matter a secret. If anyone really pursues it, I ask you, senior, just say that it was senior who wanted to try to practice throwing." Chen Ping added.

Silver Moon's face is dark:

"You are afraid of being plotted by Demon Race, but I am not afraid anymore, right?"

There was squeamishness in his tone.

She knew about the existence of Moyang Boundary Wall and knew that Demon Race had plans here. If someone broke the barrier here, they might be targeted by Demon Race and captured to assist Demon Race in plotting against Moyang Boundary Wall.

Chen Ping smiled awkwardly:

"That's not true, it's just who is the senior? Nascent Soul True Monarch, can that be compared to the junior? My master often mentioned the senior, saying that the senior is already the mother of a country at a young age, and even her strength is I am ashamed of myself.”

"Master often says that in this land of Xizhou, she can only dare to be ranked second. The first place must belong to Silver Moon True Monarch."

"With this strength, the Demon Race is nothing."

Yinyue looked at Chen Ping meaningfully with a wonderful expression:

"I'm afraid you don't know. Your master said that she can beat ten of me."

Chen Ping:? ? ?

Isn't this master too capable of bragging?

Ten more…

"Master, that's a joke." Chen Ping smiled.

Silver Moon said nothing more and took out dozens of spears from the storage bag.

It was the only thing she had in stock.

After a pause, he talked about another thing:

"There is one more thing. I think you need to know the truth."

Chen Ping was stunned:

"Silver Moon True Monarch please speak."

Yinyue stared into Chen Ping's eyes: "Baili Xianling's cultivation speed is very fast. Many people think that she is able to do this because she has taken up a lot of Qingluan Dynasty's resources."

"Actually, no."

"In our Monster Race, the speed of cultivation is closely related to blood. Baili Xianling is the extremely rare Qingluan True Sacred Body. Fellow Daoist Chen should have seen her true form on Soul Refining Island."

Recalling that when I was on Soul Refining Island, I did see Baili Xianling's true form.

At that time, it was her true appearance that attracted the fat cat - Jade Raccoon.

Now it seems that this Sacred Body is really not simple.

But Chen Ping didn't know why Yinyue suddenly mentioned this matter.

Seeing Yin Yue's eyes shining brightly at this moment, Chen Ping said:

"Senior has something to say, but it doesn't matter."

Silver Moon leisurely said:

"Baili Xianling's current cultivation speed is very fast. After Nascent Soul and Soul Formation, the speed will only be faster. She is the future of Qingluan Dynasty, and her world is not limited to the human world. But it all depends on on a prerequisite."

Yinyue's words paused for a moment.

Chen Ping didn't speak, he knew very little about Monster Race.

"This condition is to maintain the ice muscle body. In layman's terms, it means to always remain a virgin. Once the ban is broken, everything will stop." Yinyue said in a loud voice.

She didn't make the request in her heart. She knew that Chen Ping had understood her words.

Chen Ping naturally understands.

Yinyue was worried that she had given her this global limited edition little cotton-padded jacket away.

That means taking away the future of Qingluan Dynasty.

In fact, although Baili Xianling was beautiful, well-behaved and cute, fun-loving, generous and kind to him, but... he actually didn't have any evil thoughts towards her.

He has many connections with Taoist companions, apprentices, and masters.

In today's troubled times, he doesn't have so much time to get involved in these things, and he hopes to save time for practice.

In his heart, he regarded her more as a sister.

"Does she know her bloodline?" Chen Ping thought for a while and asked.

"I didn't mention this to her. I know she is Qingluan Zhen's Sacred Body. Originally it was just me, but now you are included." Yinyue replied.

Chen Ping nodded:

"I understand. Don't worry, senior, in my heart, she is my biological sister. She was before and even more so in the future."

This is not a promise to Silver Moon.

But he took it for granted that it should be so.

If he himself has a great physique, which will allow him to practice thousands of miles every day, but the prerequisite is that he cannot touch women, then he will not hesitate to say no to all women until he reaches the end of the road.

Since he would choose this way, his sister, who is generous and selfless to him, should do the same.

However, when Chen Ping and Yin Yue looked at each other, they felt that Yin Yue's eyes looked weird when they just said "sister".

What?

Do you still want me to call you "Mother"?

Pooh.

shameless.

…

After leaving Silver Moon Cave Mansion, Chen Ping walked west along the river alone.

He needed to find a less conspicuous place where he could practice his throwing skills day and night.

It only takes a few thousand swings of the gun. As long as the supply of Silver Moon comes up, it can be completed quickly.

Half an hour later, he stopped at a bend in the river.

This place is not far from the camp, and it is a river bend. The view is not so wide, and it is not easy to be discovered.

He took out a javelin and picked up a stone. He tried his best to recall the continuous actions in the mural of the heart of the spirit vein, threw the stone, and aimed at the purple spot at the moment the light screen appeared and threw it with all his strength.

The purple spots are extremely small.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a monk, ordinary people might not be able to see its existence clearly.

Moreover, the purple spots are not stationary, but move irregularly in the light curtain, sometimes spiraling in circles, sometimes walking in a straight line, and sometimes jumping on the line.

The silver feather spear roared and galloped.

Dark Wave Windless Automatic.

The silver feather spear jittered slightly in the dark wave. This jitter was very small, but for the pursuit of ultimate accuracy, the result was that the slightest difference was a thousand miles away.

Chen Ping didn't care, he was just practicing.

At this moment, a thought spread in his mind.

He saw the slow motion, the trajectory of the javelin in the air, and the influence of dark waves...

Almost instantly, he knew what was wrong with his spiritual power output method.

After he finished digesting it, without wasting time, he immediately took out a silver feather spear again and threw it out.

Then the third shot, the fourth shot...