I will survive with proficiency

Because of his previous experience, Chen Ping no longer needed to explore the route when he returned.

And compared to when:

First, his cultivation realm has been raised by one level;

Second, I ate a lot of spiritual fruits in the island of refining the gods, and my spiritual power reserves were further improved;

Third, with such a valuable treasure as the Split Wind Shuttle, the speed has increased a lot.

Fourth, the spiritual consciousness has undergone a huge qualitative change, which can reduce the time waiting for the Nine Nether Colorful Cicada to explore the way.

With the blessing of these advantages, the speed is much faster than when it came.

Five days later, Chen Ping was far away from Luanluo City, and entered the boundless and endless dense forest. After scanning with his spiritual sense, he found a relatively safe place, took out the Seven Star Longyuan Sword, and tried the Qingmang Sword to his heart's content.

With a swing of the sword, a huge green light descended from the sky, the sword intent covered the sky and the sun, giving people an unstoppable power, making people fearful and inescapable.

This sword is the twenty-year-old 'Green Mang Sword (Grandmaster): 986/1000. '

Approaching Dzogchen.

Not only can it destroy the dead, but it can also break the monk's state of mind.

As long as the opponent's state of mind is not strong enough, I am afraid they will give up resistance under a single strike.

Chen Ping tried two or three times, and came to the conclusion that using the Seven Star Longyuan Sword, the power of the Qingmang Sword increased by at least 30%.

Whether it is speed or power, it is even more terrifying.

Not only that, the Seven Star Longyuan Sword also had a little reaction.

When he first got the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword, Chen Ping tried to infuse spiritual power to awaken this ancient sword.

But there was no response.

Even the pattern of the law of prohibition on the sword is like a dead object, without a little luster.

But at this moment, when using the Qingmang sword, the magic pattern on the sword body actually gave off a faint luster.

The sheen is weak and even has a flash.

But this made Chen Ping overjoyed - this ancient sword is really not simple.

He didn't know until now that it wasn't spiritual power that needed to awaken this ancient sword.

It's sword intent.

This is completely different from ordinary magic swords.

His current Qingmang sword is almost perfect, and the sword intent covers the sky and the sun. In this situation, the ancient sword is only slightly lit up.

‘A good sword! '

While Chen Ping was delighted, he was also somewhat moved:

"I have now trained my sword intent to the level of a 'grandmaster' that is unmatched by almost all foundation-building cultivators. Even so, the pattern of this sword is only slightly lit up, it is really unfathomable! '

'suit me. It is indeed a waste to release a family like Helian that does not produce outstanding swordsmen! '

At this time, Chen Ping suddenly sensed a first-order monster breaking into his clear consciousness.

How dare you come to interfere with my sword test.

Just to give you a try.

Chen Ping immediately killed the general: "Little thief, look at the sword!"

"Boom!"

With one strike of the sword, the fleeing Tier 1 monster disappeared completely.

Chen Ping looked at the empty ground with some regret. There was no chance to collect monster meat.

He put away the Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sword and continued on his way.

The city of demons, Luan falls into the city.

In the deep palace, Demon Empress Zhenjun Yinyue walked into a quiet room and rubbed her temples.

After Zhenjun Yinyue closed the stone door, a stooped old lady walked out from behind the main seat. The old lady walked slowly, her hair was gray, and she was old, as if she was approaching the end of her life.

But his face was peaceful and kind. When he saw Zhenjun Yinyue coming in, he said with a smile:

"The children made you unhappy again?"

Yinyue retreated from her sense of majesty, threw herself on the main seat regardless of her image, and said in a relaxed way:

"That's not true, the petty fights among their juniors resulted in the death of a prince."

After a pause, Yinyue's plump body straightened up from a lazy state, leaning forward slightly, revealing a beautiful landscape of mountains and rivers, said:

"Witch, do you remember that I once told you that when Bailiye went to the Western Wilderness to practice, the demon cultivator he met activated the fog formation and plotted the whole domain?"

The witch smiled kindly:

"Isn't that what happened many years ago? Why did you bring it up all of a sudden?"

A hint of worry and confusion appeared on Yinyue's face, and her four arms had nowhere to rest:

"It was indeed a long time ago, but according to what Ye'er said before, I have been secretly investigating, and it is becoming more and more likely that Bailiye's trapping in the Qingyun domain is not accidental, but was deliberately lured into the Qingyun domain.... "

After Bailiye entered the Western Wilderness, he overheard rumors that there was a Yaozu historical site somewhere on the edge of the junction between the Wild Wilderness Forest and the Western Wilderness.

Some ancient relics of the Yaozu are very beneficial for the younger generations to understand and break through the realm.

After that, Bailiye entered that area.

Sure enough, I saw a small monument.

Then shortly after that, Bailiye inquired again and heard that there was also a small ruin in Qingyunyu.

Because of the previous successful experience, coupled with Bailiye's eagerness for success, he was very eager to break through the foundation establishment, and entered the Qingyun domain without thinking at all.

Unfortunately, no such relics have been found in Qingyunyu.

Then at that moment, Moxiu's fog formation suddenly activated, covering the entire Qingyun domain.

Because of this, Bailiye was trapped in Qingyun Domain.

And finally became the key to opening the fog formation.

Bailiye didn't realize that it was a conspiracy, but the demon queen had lived for hundreds of years, so she couldn't help being suspicious after hearing about it, and conducted a secret investigation these years.

Such a thing is too coincidental.

There were not many imperial demons in the first place, and they happened to appear in Qingyunyu, which was 500,000 miles away, and eventually became the key to Qingyunyu's self-saving.

Now it seems that she is more inclined to believe that the information that reached Bailiye's ears was deliberately done by someone, and even the first Yaozu historical site that actually appeared was just to deceive Bailiye's trust.

Hearing what the demon queen said, the witch said with a smile:

"That must be what Wei Xun did, and Wei Xun is the biggest beneficiary of this accident."

Silver Moon shook her head:

"At first, I thought it was him, but after investigation, I found out that it wasn't him. Wei Xun didn't have the guts, nor the strategy. It's a pity that we didn't figure out who did it."

Yinyue seems to be answering the witch, and seems to be talking to herself, but she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the smiling face of the witch, and suddenly said coquettishly:

"Witch, you must know something, just tell Yinyue."

"Yo~yo~yo~"

The old witch laughed tremblingly, her voice was long and slow, and her tone was doting: "Look at you, you are already the mother of a country, and you are still acting like a baby. How decent it is to spread the word."

"Yinyue doesn't care, witch, you have to tell me, who is this schemer? Could it be something inside Moxiu?"

At this moment, Yinyue did not have the dignity and majesty of a mother at all, but was like a child begging for candy.

The witch's voice is soothing, with a smile on her face:

"Probably. These things are very complicated. He can't succeed in Zhanhuang. He is too self-righteous. His little tricks are like a fly shaking a tree in front of the big picture."

Yinyue was in high spirits:

"The overall situation? Is this also related to the Moyang boundary wall?"

"Probably so." The witch smiled and said in a long tone.

"What the hell is the Moyang Boundary Wall? Witch, can you tell me everything? Every time you speak dumbly, the wild forest is inaccessible. You said it has something to do with the Moyang Boundary Wall. The same is true when the Qingluan Dynasty settled here. Back then You also said that Moxiu founded the sect in Beimo, and now even Moxiu's failure to plot Qingyunyu is involved." Yinyue said angrily.

The witch's old voice laughed, and the laughter trembled:

"It's not that I don't tell you, but I don't know about the demon cultivator, the monster race, and the wild forest. It's all my speculation, without evidence. It's easy to mislead me if I say it. Why are you hiding it?"

"really?"

"It's absolutely true. There are too many secrets in this Misty Continent that you and I don't understand. What exactly is the Moyang Boundary Wall? I want to know too, old lady."

Yinyue was a little lost, she waved her hand lightly, and a map of several districts drawn with spiritual power appeared on the wall.

The westernmost part of the map is the wild forest.

"If it is said that the wild forest hides the secret of the Moyang boundary wall, then most of the secret realms that have appeared in these years are also related to it." Yinyue said quietly.

The witch nodded:

"That secret realm is not stable. It will take more than ten years, or even decades, to stabilize. Until then, it will be the time for those juniors to show their talents."

"Your titular husband is quite right in what he said—some things, if you don't have enough cultivation and try to explore them, it will only be futile, and there will be no benefit. The only thing to do is to practice, practice, and practice.”

"That's a very good remark."

"It's the same with you and me, old lady, I don't have much lifespan, but you are different, those juniors who build foundations and golden cores are different. Don't think about the boundary wall, grab every opportunity to practice. The secret realm is here, don't worry Its reason, to use it, seize your own opportunities, and grow, that's fine."

"When the cultivation base is high enough, many things will naturally become clear. I don't have a chance, old lady, but you still have many opportunities, and those who have established foundations and Jindan juniors still have opportunities."

Yinyue spoke for a while.

In fact, she usually told the juniors this way.

It's just that when I come to myself, I always want to figure out some things that I don't understand.

People are so double-standard.

She looked at the map and the secret realms that were about to take shape, and said leisurely:

"I had contact with Xiyue of Tianyanzong before. She went there a few years ago and was injured."

The witch smiled and said, "When it's unstable, space flows like a sword. It's normal to be injured. But she was lucky to find the nameless wine."

"Really? Isn't her old illness cured?" Yinyue said.

"Is there help? The nameless wine can only alleviate it. Her disease is not an old disease, but her fate. Her fate is the same as your nominal husband. After all, she will return to Tao because of the Moyang boundary wall, and no one can stop it." Wu Wu The mother-in-law is used to seeing life and death, her tone is neither sad nor happy.

"Then the person who provided her with spirit wine can't save her?" Yinyue froze for a moment.

"Save~no~!" The witch's voice was trembling with old age and a smile: "That person is weak, not very powerful, but just happened to brew this spirit wine."

Yinyue sighed lightly and stopped talking.

The road to seeking Tao has always been paved with thorns. This journey will be very bitter and difficult. Many people will die on the road, leaving only a pile of dry bones.

But you can't be afraid because you see dry bones, you can't be depressed because of difficulties, and you can't give up eating because of choking because of hardships.

If you give up, there is nothing left.

...

The journey home is long, but it is not bitter at all for Chen Ping.

Every step of life is accumulation.

For someone like him who likes to live in a house, every time he goes out is a rare opportunity to accumulate life experience.

How to make better use of divine sense to see the way forward?

How to choose the safest path?

When encountering a strange monk, how can he avoid it without dispute? ...

These cannot be practiced on Xiaozhufeng of Lingxiaozong.

After more than a month, Chen Ping returned to Ling Xiaozong.

I haven't seen him in nearly three years, but the Lingxiao Sect is still the same: the diligent disciples, the dojo where swords and swords compete, and the magnificent sect building...

Nothing is better.

"Master Chen!"

"Senior Chen."

"..."

Along the way, the disciples who were practicing in the dojo or in a place full of aura saw Chen Ping, who hadn't seen him for several years, and they all got up to say hello.

Chen Ping nodded one by one. Some of these faces were familiar, while a few were unfamiliar. Seeing a female disciple with a good face earnestly paying respects, he felt unfamiliar. He said curiously:

"Which peak are you a disciple of? Why haven't I seen you?"

"Back to Master Chen, this disciple is an inner sect disciple and does not belong to a specific peak. This disciple came from Tianyan Region to join Lingxiao Sect last year. This is the first time I have the honor to meet Master Chen." The disciple got When the peak master asked a question, he was overjoyed and answered quickly.

I see.

When he left before, Peak Master Sima was busy recruiting outstanding disciples to replenish his blood.

It seems to be some gains.

Go back to Xiaozhu Peak.

It was found that the aura on Xiaozhufeng was stronger than before. It seems that the planting of Butterfly Evening Primrose has been accomplished.

This is a rare change in Ling Xiaozong.

"Patriarch, are you back?" Xiaohong, who was busy in the yard, saw Chen Ping coming back, and immediately ran over, happily saying:

"The maidservant told Xiaocui and the others yesterday that she dreamed that the Patriarch would be back in the near future, and she really came back today."

"That's really hard work for you, next time you'd better dream of me becoming a fairy." Chen Ping said with a smile.

"Patriarch, you are already a fairy." Xiaohong had already run away with her skirt in her hands when she said this:

"The maidservant is going to call the second lady. The second lady is practicing in a quiet room. I have ordered the maidservant to notify her as soon as possible."

...

"Is the god refining going well?"

Yun Haitang came out immediately after hearing the news, and now in the quiet room, she held Chen Ping's hand and sat on her knees.

Yun Haitang's feelings are more restrained, not as unreserved as Yu Lingchun. If this were Yu Lingchun, she would immediately pounce on her and beg for a hug, but Yun Haitang did not make such moves.

But from the movement of her tightly holding Chen Ping's hand, Chen Ping could feel the heat in her heart.

Chen Ping held her porcelain-white slender hand behind his back:

"It went very smoothly, and I have been able to completely control the magic in my heart."

Hearing this, Yun Haitang breathed a sigh of relief, and said easily, "I knew you would succeed, and my husband is the best."

...I knew I could succeed. You were so nervous just now.

Chen Ping complained in his heart, but he didn't expose her.

Just said:

"Looking at your aura, you should be preparing to break through the eighth foundation building, right?"

"Well, it's been more than twenty years." Yun Haitang blushed.

Chen Ping smiled and said:

"You are burdened with common affairs, but it is a good thing to break through. After you break through, I will teach you how to practice divine arts. As long as you spend some time, you can always make progress."

"En." Yun Haitang felt sweet in her heart.

Next, the two shared some experiences over the past two years.

On Ling Xiaozong's side, everything is proceeding step by step.

The Yun family has also reclaimed an area in the northeast of the Qingyun domain, and is operating a mine source for the sect, which can be regarded as doing well.

Before that, Yun Haitang had been stationed there, but she felt signs of a breakthrough in the past year, so she returned to Xiaozhufeng and handed over the general affairs to Yun Lingshan.

Yun Lingshan has now become one of the pillars of the Yun family.

As the Yun family grew bigger and bigger, they were planning to invite a foundation cultivator from another branch of the Yun family to come back to enhance the strength of the Yun family.

At this moment, Yun Haitang asked Chen Ping for his opinion.

Chen Ping naturally did not object.

To be honest, if it wasn't for his existence, it would have been even more difficult for this Yun family to rely on Yun Haitang on the seventh floor of the foundation and Yun Lingshan on the first floor.

After talking about the Yun family, Yun Haitang listened carefully to what Chen Ping had seen and heard. There were many things she didn't know, so she listened with gusto.

When I heard those dangerous things, I couldn't help but feel tighter holding Chen Ping's hand. He was overjoyed when he heard that Chen Ping had built the eighth floor of the foundation.

One night, the two reunited after a long absence, and there were endless topics to talk about.

the other side.

Xiaohong hugged the quilt and ran to Xiaocui's bedroom lightly.

Because of the small number of people on Xiaozhu Peak and the large number of rooms, the three of Xiaohong each occupied a room, and enjoyed the superior treatment that maidservants in other families could not even imagine.

"Xiaohong, why did you come to me when you didn't serve the head and wife?" Xiao Cui raised her head from the bed when she saw Xiaohong approaching.

"The Patriarch and...the second wife are... chatting. I'll be here for one night." Xiaohong said and turned into Xiaocui's bed.

Xiaohong needs to serve the master and wife all the time, so her bedroom is next to the master's bedroom, while Xiaocui's is a little farther away.

Just when Xiaocui was puzzled, she heard some movement, and immediately understood why Xiaohong came here.

After a while, Goudan also came.

The three of them were lying on the bed with their ears pricked up and their faces flushed.

"This... so long?" Xiao Cui blushed.

Xiaohong covered her ears with her hands, and secretly left a gap to eavesdrop: "Hey, it should be over soon... right? Go to sleep."

"How can I sleep here? Wait...wait a while." Goudan whispered...it was quiet when it was over.

...

midnight.

The three stared blankly at the top of the bed.

"...The Patriarch really...doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade...Madam...can you bear it?" Xiaocui muttered.

"It shouldn't hurt." Xiaohong said quietly.

"Tch, it sounds like you tried it. Don't talk, don't talk, go to sleep, it should be over soon."

...

"here we go again…"

"Go to sleep." Xiaohong's sleepy eyes were hazy.

"Don't sleep, it's almost dawn, just get up and work." Goudan rubbed the swollen dark circles under his eyes.