I will survive with proficiency

the next day.

Early in the morning, the demon queen Yinyue appeared outside Chen Ping's temporary cave on time.

"It's ready?" Chen Ping walked out of the cave.

"One hundred and twenty, is that enough?" Yinyue replied in a low voice.

"Enough, enough."

Chen Ping looked at Yinyue.

A monk in the realm of Qi training cannot work day and night without sleep. Even if he does not sleep, he still needs exercise to restore his vitality.

Yinyue obviously felt exhausted from overwork.

But at this moment, she was more energetic, with a feeling of radiance, and Chen Ping couldn't help worrying about her state.

Can't help but think of that sentence:

——Do your best to survive, but whose mother is this, whose daughter is this, whose father is this, and whose son is this.

"Don't worry, I'm not that weak." Yinyue said calmly as if she had seen through Chen Ping's thoughts.

"Then let's go." Chen Ping smiled.

"Why don't you make up Bailiye today?" Yinyue teased as she walked on the road.

You are the one to take the blame today, no need.

"It's still early today, and it's not yet dawn, so don't worry about others seeing it." Chen Pingruo said nonchalantly.

Yinyue continued to tease: "You have practiced Taoism for so many years, and you are so afraid of death, what have you gained?"

What did you get?

That's too much.

the most important is.

"The junior is still alive, isn't that the biggest gain?" Chen Ping said with a smile.

Yinyue paused when she heard the words.

This makes sense.

Walking to the stage of Jindan and Yuanying, looking back, the relatives and friends around me have changed batch after batch, and there are already many bones under their feet.

Wouldn't being alive be the best explanation for everything?

"What about the resources for cultivation? Immortal cultivation is not a step-by-step process, and everything can't be obtained in a matter of time. Many opportunities are obtained in exchange for fate. I really want to know, how do you get your cultivation materials?" Yinyue asked curiously.

She originally wanted to tease and make fun of Chen Ping, seeking to regain the sense of balance that Chen Ping had exploited these days.

But at the moment she is more curious.

So the question is serious.

But the problem is, Chen Ping can't answer her.

You can't tell her that God rewards her hard work, as long as she pays, she can get something, right?

"Probably because I have a good master?" Chen Ping threw the blame on Xiyue without hesitation.

Master?

Master is not omnipotent.

With so many apprentices, it is also necessary for the apprentices to use their own value in exchange for equivalent merit and resources.

Zongmen does not support idlers.

Yinyue gossips:

"What is the relationship between you and Xiyue?"

Chen Ping whispered:

"My master, she likes me. She has been greedy for my body from the very beginning, and has confessed to me many times. She wants me to become a Taoist couple with her, and annoys me every day."

"But I am a traditional person. She is my master. How could I accept her confession? Isn't that deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors? That's why I never agreed to her."

Silver Moon: .

Her hands moved in her cuffs, her big innocent eyes flashed, and she said:

"What? I didn't pay attention to it just now, can you say it again?"

Chen Ping: .

"Well, is that thing in the sleeve of the senior a phonograph? Can you give me a piece? This junior has always wanted one."

"What? What phonograph?" Yinyue spread her hands.

The cuffs are empty.

"."

Chen Ping found that when Yinyue was alone together, the sense of majesty and dignity she deliberately created faded away, and it was actually quite easy to communicate with.

Can still joke.

It's not like an elder who is the mother of the world.

More like a friend who is keen to communicate.

Not long after, the two came to the regular training ground where Chen Ping would come every day.

After getting the more than one hundred silver feather spears, Chen Ping did not waste any more time and started to make the final throwing sprint.

Yinyue stood behind Chen Ping and watched Chen Ping's throwing movements for a while.

This was the first time she saw Chen Ping throwing.

Every movement of Chen Ping seems random, but after careful observation, it is found that every movement is highly reproducible.

The same spiritual power delivery method, the same strength, the same trajectory, and the same angle.

Every movement is almost indistinguishable.

She secretly marveled in her heart, not to mention these actions, right? It is extremely difficult to ensure that every movement is highly consistent without any deviation.

This effect needs to be exchanged for countless repetitions.

Let the muscle and spiritual power transfer produce a memory effect.

She thought of her unhappiness when she was refining weapons in the quiet room these days, and she felt a little ashamed that she had really worked hard, and why didn't Chen Ping put in efforts that ordinary people could hardly persist?

She remembered that when Chen Ping went to Luanluo City, in fact, he had already shown some extraordinary signs at that time.

At the beginning, many people died in Lian Shen Island. She had entered Lian Shen Island to check, and Yuli was forced to tell some things and know some truths. So others thought that Chen Ping's survival from Lian Shen Island was a fluke, a shit luck.

But she knew, how could there be any luck?

That's all he fought for.

At that time, Chen Ping was just a Foundation Establishment.

'If Bengong took the initiative to accept him as a disciple at that time, there should be nothing wrong with Xiyue, right? '

‘It’s a pity that I lost a good apprentice. '

'Sure enough, Ben Gong is not as good as Xi Yue in seizing opportunities. '

"Shh~"

"Shh~"

"."

"Zi!"

Chen Ping's throwing movements continued to improve.

From Yinyue's point of view, every movement is constantly repeating, but in fact every movement has fine-tuning, but this fine-tuning is too subtle, the closer it is to Dzogchen, the more subtle it becomes, so that others can't see it.

When the fifty-first silver feather spear was thrown, the silver feather spear accurately hit the fast-moving purple spot in the light curtain, making a "sizzling" electric sound in an instant.

Chen Ping's heart tightened.

Yinyue beside her was also very nervous.

Both stared nervously at the light curtain.

After waiting for this moment for more than ten years, they all hoped that after hitting the purple spot, a complete virtual bridge would appear.

But these are all their speculations.

Or guesswork.

There is no definitive conclusion. And now, obviously, is the moment to test the truth.

After the purple spot was hit by the silver feather spear, the purple spot was frozen in place and did not move anymore. Several lightning bolts centered on the purple spot and traveled outward along the light curtain, emitting a dazzling light.

The light curtain has also been frozen, no longer moving, nor disappearing.

A virtual bridge is formed from the bank where Chen Ping is located, in the shape of an arch bridge, extending towards the opposite bank and extending continuously.

Yinyue breathed heavily and subconsciously took a step forward.

The slender fingers in the sleeves clenched into fists.

Eyes fixed on the ever-extending virtual bridge.

However, just when the two of them raised their hearts together, when the virtual bridge was about to connect to the opposite bank, the light and shadow of the virtual bridge flickered several times, and disappeared along the bridge section back and forth.

It disappeared piece by piece, and there was nothing left in an instant.

"Why did this happen?" Yinyue's eyes were full of disappointment, and her faith was collapsing.

After waiting for more than ten years, is this the result?

Chen Ping, however, stared at the situation on the river seriously, did not speak, and saw the abnormality.

According to past experience, even if the light curtain is hit, it won't last long. However, at this moment, the light curtain has resumed its movement. Not only that, the purple spot also resumed its movement after a period of silence.

It seems that everything is back to the original point.

Without saying a word, Chen Ping grabbed a silver feather spear and threw it out again.

Hit again.

The purple spot pauses, the light curtain pauses, the lightning forms, the sizzle sound emerges, the virtual bridge forms, and then disappears, the purple spot and the light curtain move again

The scene just now reappeared in its original form.

The two looked at each other and seemed to understand something.

Chen Ping raised the silver feather spear and threw another one.

hit.

Then came the fourth, hit.

Fifth branch, hit.

Sixth branch, hit

The ninth branch, hit.

This time, Chen Ping was not given another chance to continue throwing. At the moment when the ninth silver feather spear hit the purple spot in a row, the light curtain suddenly vibrated violently, and the purple spot on the light curtain rotated rapidly in the shape of a turbine.

The purple spots seem to have turned into black holes, sucking all the spots and all the halos on the light curtain into the vortex.

A purple beam of light suddenly rose into the sky.

Violent breath ripples turbulently opened with lightning speed.

Chen Ping and Yinyue were caught off guard, were thrown into the air, and fell on the grass dozens of meters away.

Regardless of the embarrassment of the image, the two got up and continued to watch the vision in front of them.

Not only the light curtain was engulfed by the purple beam of light, but streaks of flowing halos appeared over the entire river. These halos all converged towards the purple beam of light here, pulling out strands of light visible to the naked eye.

north camp.

The camp in the early morning was full of fireworks, and the smoke from several cave houses curled up.

It is as quiet and beautiful as a fairy picture scroll.

However, no one appreciates such a beautiful scenery at the moment.

All the monks walked out of the cave, and the monks working outside the camp also stopped their work, and looked up at the fast-moving light threads on the river.

Then he looked towards the purple air soaring to the west.

The Bailiye brothers and sisters were also in the crowd, and they subconsciously thought of Chen Ping.

"Go, go to the west, go now." Bai Liye shouted.

As soon as these words came out, everyone came to their senses, put down their work, and galloped westward.

Another place.

The team of more than 20 monks in Nakajima was discussing the method of cracking it. At this moment, they saw the purple signs in the sky and looked at the flowing halo on the river.

"Senior Brother Zhang, it should be the northern camp, shall I go back?" a monk asked.

After all, they parted ways at the beginning because they looked down on those country bumpkin monks in places like Xihuang and Donghai. Now that they go back, they will feel a bit embarrassing.

"Looking at it, maybe they really found out the way to crack it. Maybe we are really wrong. We are both monks in Xizhou, so how can there be any distinction between high and low? We are monks in Nakajima, but the sect is more powerful. It’s just stronger, but maybe that doesn’t mean that it’s my own strength that is more prominent.” Another monk added.

Brother Zhang glanced at the few people behind him, and said:

"The old man doesn't look down on them because they are monks in a remote place. The old man is just purely dissatisfied with Yinyue, just to see if she is capable or the old man. If she really finds a way to break it, the old man will admit defeat to her personally."

"Go, go and have a look."

The monks in other places also discovered the abnormality in the sky and ran wildly.

riverside.

Chen Ping and Yinyue watched the vision on the river.

As the light on the river continues to gather here, a virtual bridge begins to be built out of thin air.

It just builds very slowly.

Every time a large amount of light filaments are absorbed, a short section of the bridge deck is built.

After a stick of incense, the length of the construction is less than one-tenth of the length of the entire bridge.

However, Chen Ping was not in a hurry. Judging from the current signs, there should be no problem.

Then just wait.

soon.

The first monk arrived.

Then there are more and more monks.

"Mother, Brother Chen." Baili Ye and Baili Xianling hurried over.

"Brother Chen, you really are the queen, you really hit the purple spot." Baili Xianling said excitedly.

Silver Moon: .

Yinyue looked at the rushing Xuanyuan Xuance, and confessed:

"Set it up and get ready to fight. There is too much movement here, you have noticed that the demons may already be on their way."

"Yes, empress." Xuanyuan Xuance took the order.

This is indeed the case, and soon, demons appeared in the distant forest.

However, these demons stood far away without any movement, so the human race did not wantonly chase each other, but kept vigilant.

Another half an hour later, the group of monks from Zhongjima appeared here. Twenty or so people saw the vision here, saw the purple vortex and the imaginary bridge that was about to be formed, and were terrified in their hearts.

Know that the law of cracking has been formed.

Someone really hit the purple spot with a throw.

You must know that they tried this method countless times, but they had to give up in the end.

Cultivator Zhang came over, his chest heaved, he bowed to Yinyue and said:

"I have seen True Monarch Yinyue. It was Zhang's personal opinion when he left the northern camp to make a living. It has nothing to do with the fellow Taoists behind Zhang."

"Zhang knows that he offended fellow daoists back then, and now he has no face to take advantage of his seniors to go out. But I still hope that Zhenjun Yinyue will let these fellow daoists behind Zhang leave with seniors for the sake of being fellow monks in the human world. "

"If Fellow Daoist is not relieved, Zhang can commit suicide in person."

There was silence.

Many monks in the northern camp saw these monks from Zhongdao coming, and originally wanted to tease them, but now they saw what Brother Zhang said, so they couldn't open their mouths.

Just looking at Silver Moon.

Yinyue glanced at Chen Ping, seeing that Chen Ping didn't respond, she said calmly:

"good."

"Then you should judge yourself."

Cultivator Zhang was taken aback, but it was only a shock, as if he had already thought of this ending.

He had no expression on his face, and before the monk behind him had time to persuade him, he slapped his forehead with a palm without hesitation.

This palm is full of spiritual power and overflows with vigor, once you slap it, even if you don't die, you may become a fool for the rest of your life.

But at the moment when the forehead was about to be hit, before everyone had time to exclaim, Yinyue stabbed out with a sword and bounced off Cultivator Zhang's palm.

Cultivator Zhang's facial muscles swayed like ripples in the turbulent breath, he took several steps back to stabilize his body, and looked at Yinyue in surprise.

Silver Moon remained expressionless:

"At present, the Demon Race, but you are encouraging your fellows to form factions for your own selfish desires. Do you know how destructive this is to the overall situation? If it weren't for the sake of your heart not being too bad, I would stab you with a sword. kill you."

"After returning, I will personally ask your head of Tianwuzong Wei for an explanation."

Cultivator Zhang's face was extremely ugly, and at the same time he was ashamed.

But his mouth was so stiff that he didn't say a word.

Silver Moon stood with her hands behind her back:

"The camp does not support idlers. Everyone here has made more or less contributions to getting out of the ink-chasing field today. Since you want to go out together, the demons behind you will be handed over to you to kill."

As soon as these words came out, Cultivator Zhang looked at the demons in the forest behind him, and without the slightest hesitation, he galloped away with his sword in hand.

There were more than 20 monks standing behind him, and one of the leading monks bowed his hands to Yinyue, "Thank you, Senior Yinyue, for not forgetting the past." Then he led more than 20 people and followed Brother Zhang to the forest.

This silver moon is very cool.

Not only has a dignified and virtuous side.

Chen Ping secretly gave her a thumbs up.

The virtual bridge is still being built by itself, and many monks are watching this scene nervously.

A monk was short of breath, maybe he was worried that the opportunity would be fleeting, so he rushed up the virtual bridge without waiting for anyone to react.

"Hahaha, I can finally go out."

With a sway of spiritual power, this person galloped towards the opposite bank, and before his companion could shout out the word "do not", he was cut into pieces by the turbulent current under the witness of everyone.

There was silence.

"Idiot." Yinyue cursed.

Chen Ping shook his head secretly and didn't say anything.

Why bother.

I have been waiting for eleven years, can't I wait a little longer?

look.

Life is gone.

The virtual bridge here is still building the last section, and the battle behind it is also going on fiercely. It was said that twenty or so monks from Nakajima were allowed to take action, but they were all compatriots, and Xuanyuan Xuance actually brought his disciples to participate.

The demons themselves are small in number and disorganized, and under the joint attack of the human race and the monster race, they will soon be defeated.

Dead dead, wounded wounded.

When they returned, they even brought back two captives.

When the last small section of the virtual bridge was built, because of the experience of the monk's tragic death just now, everyone remained silent, waiting for the silver moon to give orders.

Yinyue looked at Chen Ping, she knew that Chen Ping had the most thorough understanding of Xuqiao.

"Let that demon monk go up and have a try first." Chen Ping looked at a demon prisoner behind him.

"Mother, kill me, kill me if you have the ability. I remember you, if I survive, I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth." The demon captive yelled.

Xuanyuan Xuance kicked the demon captive, who was immediately kicked onto the virtual bridge, whose spiritual power was imprisoned by the spirit rope.

The demons looked at these human races, then looked at the opposite side, gritted their teeth and rushed over. When they successfully reached the other side, seeing that they were all right, they were overjoyed and ran towards the central forest in the shape of a snake.

Then two silver-feathered spears whizzed towards them.

One passed by, and the other hit the vest.

The one that passed by was from Yinyue, and the other was from Chen Ping.

The other people's attention was on Xuqiao and the demon, and they might not see who made the shot, but Xuanyuan Xuance, who was close at hand, saw the target of the shot.

I was a little surprised in my heart, didn't I say that the empress has been practicing throwing recently? Didn't that say the purple spot in the Empress Throw?

"It's time to pass. Everyone, hurry up and cross the bridge in an orderly manner. Xuanyuan Xuance, you organize it. Anyone who dissatisfies will be killed." Yinyue pondered.

After speaking, the first one got on the virtual bridge and flew to the opposite bank.

Chen Ping followed closely behind.

There was a deafening sound of carnival behind him.