I will survive with proficiency

In the Valley of the Netherworld, flowers from the other side fill the mountains and fields, tidbits from the other side fill the entire valley, and Yuanling butterflies dance gracefully.

This is the best environment for practice.

Chen Ping knows better that currently the best way to break the situation is to make good use of Netherworld Valley, improve his cultivation, and consolidate his foundation.

However, before that, the top priority is to understand the situation of Guan Xiancai clearly.

"Your cultivation level is at the eighth level. Peak?" Chen Ping looked at the apprentice in front of him.

"Back to Master, it has been more than seventy years since I entered the eighth level, but I still haven't been able to enter the ninth level?" Guan Xiancai said.

Staying in a small realm for more than seventy years is not a good thing.

It means that you have encountered a barrier that is difficult to overcome.

Chen Ping thought for a moment and said, "Use all your strength and strike over there, so I can check on you."

"Yes, Master."

Guan Xiancai struck with all his strength in the distance.

Chen Ping thoughtfully asked her to try a few more times, including demonstrating speed, explosive power, spiritual power, and even letting her manifest her Nascent Soul.

A thorough assessment of her current situation was conducted.

The result surprised Chen Ping a little.

not bad.

Chen Ping surprisingly felt good about Guan Xiancai's situation.

We encountered obstacles, but most of them were due to the lack of solidity in the soul.

Not a big deal.

In fact, she is already at the peak of the eighth level of the Nascent Soul, and is only one step away from the ninth level of the Nascent Soul. Considering the value of Yuanling, in this Netherworld Valley, even if you don't take pills, you should have the opportunity to advance to the ninth level of Yuanling before long.

Next, Chen Ping provided targeted explanations and teachings to help her break through the shackles of understanding in response to some of her confusions in practice.

"Next, you can practice here, relax your mind and let the Yuan Spirit invade your body. In a few years, you will reach the ninth level of Yuan Ying." Chen Ping thought for a while, but did not give her the Shen Yi Dan.

There is Yuanling here, which is better than any elixir.

At least the eighth level of Nascent Soul does not require elixirs.

This is why Chen Ping agreed to accept an apprentice.

There are enough tidbits about the other side in Netherworld Valley, and he can't use them all here alone. Bringing an extra apprentice here can not only repay the Guan family's affection, but also ensure that he won't have any trouble. It can be regarded as a smooth move. .

Of course, I didn’t expect Yuanling to be born here.

This is Chen Ping's luck.

It is also about the luck of the fantasy.

"Really?" Guan Xiancai said excitedly.

Chen Ping smiled calmly:

"certainly."

"Remember, don't take any pills. Just the tidbits and Yuanling from the other side here are enough."

"The teacher will go into the center of the valley to practice. If you encounter confusion, just call me the teacher."

The density of the other side of Netherworld Valley is different from that of Yuanling. The density is higher in the central core area.

Guan Xiancai is currently only at the eighth level of Nascent Soul, so she can practice here. If she goes further in, her Nascent Soul may not be able to withstand the impact of the other side's tidbits and Yuanling.

If there is a backlash, then the gain outweighs the loss.

When Guan Xiancai sat down cross-legged to practice, Chen Ping quickly left and headed towards the central area.

The further you go, the more butterflies there are.

The size of the butterfly is also larger.

The largest butterflies are even several feet tall, flying through the air like an airplane gliding by.

Chen Ping took a deep breath and did not go to the core area. Instead, he sat down on a green rock on the edge of the core area and began to meditate.

Under the operation of Ziyuan Immortal Power, a butterfly as big as a buffalo that was closest to him seemed to be summoned, changed its flight direction, and plunged towards Chen Ping.

The moment it touches the body, the butterfly disappears instantly.

Turned into little afterglow.

Chen Ping, who was meditating, suddenly felt his soul tremble, and a tingling sensation spread throughout his body.

His soul was in a trance. At that moment, he saw Zhao Changxing coming towards him to kill the general. He fell into a dark abyss, and there was a bone-deep cold everywhere.

Chen Ping was startled and quickly pulled himself back from the state of mind where he almost fell into an illusion.

'hiss. ’

‘What a strong Yuanling. ’

‘It is indeed a spiritual creature that is rare and hard to find in the upper world, so terrifying. ’

'My Yuan Spirit is six or seven times more powerful than ordinary monks of the same realm, and my state of mind is extremely firm. But when facing Yuan Spirit, just a butterfly almost made me fall into an illusion. ’

"It's just a butterfly the size of a bison. If it were a butterfly the size of an airplane, wouldn't I be able to wake up?" ’

Chen Ping subconsciously recalled the experience of tempering the Golden Heart Demon Guide in the Calamity Tower of Tianyin Fairy City.

It's just that Yuan Ling is countless times more powerful than the Golden Heart Demon Introduction.

Something like this will have an extremely good effect on tempering the soul.

'etc. ’

Chen Ping was shocked and suddenly released his consciousness.

If I, a god-forming monk, can't withstand the impact of the Yuanling, what about Guan Huancai, the eighth-level Yuanling?

He quickly extended his consciousness, and sure enough he saw Guan Xiancai's forehead covered in cold sweat. His small body was shaking, but his eyes were closed tightly and his face was pale.

This is like falling into an illusion.

"Be clear, it's all an illusion."

Chen Ping's consciousness struck directly at Guan Huancai's soul, like a loud thunder exploding in her sea of ​​consciousness. Shaking, she suddenly opened her eyes, dripping with cold sweat.

"Thank you, Master, for the rescue." Thinking of the scene just now, Guan Xiancai was filled with fear.

Yuan Ling is simply too powerful.

If Master were not here, I might never wake up again.

"Take a step back and try practicing again." Chen Ping's voice floated over.

"Yes, Master."

Chen Ping watched Guan Xiancai sit down and meditate again. When he saw that she had stabilized and was no longer trapped in an illusion, Chen Ping withdrew his consciousness and focused on his own practice.

Yuan Ling not only tempers the soul, but also has the value of tempering the body. It even has value for monks to understand the way of alchemy, formation, weapon, etc.

Therefore, Chen Ping not only practiced the 'Purple Yuan Immortal Technique', but also practiced the 'Holy Body Divine Technique' for body training.

The two are carried out cross-wise to comprehensively consolidate their own foundation.

Nearly ten years later, as the data on the panel changed, 'Transformation of God (First Floor)' became 'Transformation of God (Second Floor)'.

Officially entered the ranks of the second level of gods.

Another year later, Guan Xiancai's delighted voice came from outside:

"Master, Xiancai has been promoted to the ninth level of Nascent Soul."

Chen Ping did not get up, but just released his consciousness to observe, and finally nodded:

"Very good, now move forward one mile and continue practicing."

"Yes, Master." Guan Xiancai was excited.

Immediately afterwards, she saw several bottles of pills floating over, and Chen Ping's voice came at the same time:

"These are Shen-Yi Pills. You take one pill every three years. Then you will not only practice the exercises. You will also need to ponder the formations intermittently and ponder over the problems you encountered in the formations before."

After entering the ninth level of Nascent Soul, you have to make yourself more comprehensive.

The purpose of pondering the formations was not to lay out valuable formations, but to let the formations feed back to herself and allow her to ponder the laws of heaven.

These are of great significance to her subsequent impact on becoming a god.

Of course, in addition to the formation path, other methods such as alchemy path, weapon path, etc. are also acceptable.

Chen Ping was in full bloom that year.

But Guan Xiancai doesn't need to specialize so much. She is best at formations.

Then just study the formation.

After explaining Guan Huancai and confirming that she did not fall into an illusion while practicing, Chen Ping devoted himself to practicing again.

Time flies so fast that there is no trace.

The number of Yuanlings in Netherworld Valley is decreasing day by day, while Chen Ping's cultivation is improving day by day.

Decades later, he took another step forward and entered the third level of spiritual transformation.

At the same time, he changed his training location and headed to the core area again to be tempered by a larger butterfly.

At the same time, it also allowed Guan Xiancai to move forward a certain distance.

Decades later, Chen Ping faced a catastrophe of becoming a god - the Jinmu Thunder Tribulation.

During the thunder tribulation, one must also accept the test of the laws of the metal and wood systems.

With the birdcage there, not only was it not a big problem, it actually benefited Chen Ping greatly in the process of overcoming the tribulation, and his physique was further optimized.

Soon after, Chen Ping was officially promoted to the middle stage of becoming a god.

In the days that followed, Chen Ping began to split up and use his other time except occasionally to help Guan Xiancai.

In addition to practicing the 'Purple Yuan Immortal Technique' and the 'Holy Body Divine Technique', I also began to devote my attention to cultivating the natal magic weapon in the body, pondering over the heaven-reaching spiritual treasure that was damaged by four-fifths and can sting the soul, and comprehended The white gourd that seals the ghost's wastage.

He also re-understood some of the previous fourth-level formations, trying to find the fifth-level upgrade technique and expand his exploration of the laws of heaven.

This process will make practice slower, but the foundation will be laid stronger.

Chen Ping knows the value of this.

Of course, the two exercises are the main business.

Others are supplementary.

As time passed day by day, Chen Ping continued to move towards the core area, and the Yuanling butterfly that was undergoing tempering became larger and larger.

Finally, not long after he was promoted to the sixth level of God Transformation, Chen Ping sat on the training platform at the core of Netherworld Valley.

What he endured was the tempering of the largest Yuanling Butterfly.

On the 180th year after entering the Netherworld Valley, his 'Purple Yuan Immortal Technique' and 'Holy Body Divine Technique' were finally 'perfected'.

The unique environment and special Yuanling here made him practice his skills extremely quickly. In just the sixth level of the small realm, the two skills were already perfect.

The cultivation speed of this technique is much faster than that of Jindan and Yuanying stages.

Not only that, four-fifths of the piece was broken, and the white gourd that tempered the soul and sealed the ghost wasted. He had also completed the study and had a complete repair plan in mind.

As long as you leave the Netherworld Valley, you can try to refine weapons.

A few more years later.

"Um?"

"Is my second disaster coming again?"

Chen Ping looked up at the sky and felt that dark clouds were occasionally starting to appear in the sky.

This is what Jie Yun looks like.

After practicing here for nearly two hundred years, my current cultivation level has reached the level of ‘Incarnation of God (sixth level): 83/100’.

At this time, it is reasonable and reasonable to have the second disaster of becoming a god.

'Um? ’

'wrong. ’

‘Why don’t you feel like you are being stared at by Heaven? ’

‘This is not my disaster of becoming a god! ’

Chen Ping suddenly withdrew his gaze, released his consciousness, and looked in the direction of Guan Huancai.

‘Not bad, this little girl. ’

‘There are actually signs of impacting the gods. ’

‘That’s right, it’s been more than 170 years since she entered the ninth level of Nascent Soul, and given the special environment here, it’s indeed almost time. ’

Chen Ping stood up and walked to the outside.

"Master, you are here." Guan Xiancai stood up happily when he saw Chen Ping coming out.

It was great for her to find someone to talk to.

What's more, this person is Chen Ping.

She was not a person who liked to practice asceticism before.

Unexpectedly, after becoming a disciple of Chen Ping, she practiced hard for nearly two hundred years in one breath.

Over the past two hundred years, Chen Ping would occasionally come out to chat with her, discussing things and solving doubts, but most of the time, the two of them were practicing silently.

This was suffocating her.

"Are you bored?" Chen Ping smiled.

"Yeah." Guan Xiancai nodded subconsciously, then looked embarrassed, shook his head and waved:

"It's not boring, it's not boring. The environment here is beautiful, with flowers all over the mountains and fields, the birds singing and the flowers fragrant. I like the magic."

Chen Ping chuckled:

"Then, after you leave the Netherworld Valley, my master will find you a place with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and then you will be in seclusion for another two hundred years?"

"Ah?" Guan Xiancai smiled sheepishly:

"Listen, listen to Master."

Chen Ping stopped teasing her. In fact, not everyone has the patience to endure this method of hard training.

For many monks, it is acceptable to practice hard for ten, twenty, thirty, or even forty or fifty years in one breath.

But two hundred years is indeed too long.

There are several two hundred years in life.

It's good that Guan Xiancai can concentrate on practicing here for two hundred years.

"With a few more years of hard training, your small tribulation should come. Work hard and strive to survive the tribulation in the Netherworld Valley. This is very important to you." Chen Ping said.

There are Yuanlings in Netherworld Valley, which is beneficial to overcoming the tribulation.

This is the best place to overcome the tribulation, which can increase the success rate of overcoming the tribulation to a certain extent.

Guan Huancai was stunned for a moment. She didn't realize that her little disaster was about to come.

The dark clouds in the sky are still very weak. Chen Ping, the incarnation of God, can detect them, but she may not be able to detect them.

She didn't even feel the gaze of Heaven.

"Master, did you just say that this disciple's minor calamity is coming?" She stared at the master in disbelief with her big eyes.

Rather than saying that I have not felt the gaze of heaven, it is better to say that I have never seriously perceived it in that direction.

She believed that the ninth level of Nascent Soul was her final destination, and she never thought that one day she would be able to survive the Small Heavenly Tribulation.

The ancestor back then never expected her to be promoted to a god.

She herself had never counted on it.

She chose to become Chen Ping's apprentice just because she wanted to practice with Chen Ping.

Over the years, Chen Ping had planned the direction of her practice, so that she didn't think too much, she just understood the formations step by step, practiced the exercises, and tempered her soul.

"What? Don't have confidence in yourself?" Chen Ping smiled.

"No, it's not." Guan Xiancai's eyes turned red. Of course she believed every word her master said.

She just didn't expect that she would reach the day when she was about to pass through the Small Heavenly Tribulation. She looked deeply at Chen Ping:

"Master, thank you."

She knew very well that without the elixir given by Chen Ping, and without Chen Ping keeping her by his side, she might never have the chance to experience this moment in her life.

Not to mention whether you can successfully overcome the tribulation and become a god, just experiencing the small tribulation is worth it.

"Between you and me, master and disciple, there is no need to say thank you." Chen Ping stood with his hands behind his back:

"Don't meditate on formations during this period. Focus on practicing the techniques and consolidating your Nascent Soul. During this period, you should seriously understand the way of heaven. When you feel the eye of the way of heaven staring at you more and more intensely, The minor catastrophe will almost come."

It usually only takes a few years from the time the dark clouds first gather together to the arrival of the minor catastrophe.

More than ten years at most.

soon.

"Yeah." Guan Xiancai nodded heavily.

Looking up at the sky, there was suddenly an expectation in his eyes.

"Continue to practice." Chen Ping said no more.

"Yes, Master."

Guan Xiancai sat cross-legged and practiced with her eyes closed. When Chen Ping turned around and left, she carefully opened one eye and secretly watched Chen Ping's leaving figure.

This figure feels so tall.

It would be great if I could always stay with Master.

Seeing that Chen Ping was about to sit down, she quickly closed her eyes and pretended to practice seriously.

Time flies.

A few years later.

The dark clouds in the sky never dispersed again.

"Master." Guan Xiancai looked up at the increasingly terrifying Jie Yun and shouted.

Chen Ping had already noticed this scene and stepped over:

"Don't be nervous."

"Just be serious about overcoming the tribulation. Don't worry, with my teacher here, you won't die."

Chen Ping didn't brag. He couldn't control whether Guan Xiancai could successfully overcome the disaster, but he could control life and death.

But even if he failed to overcome the tribulation, he still had the strength to ensure that she would not die.

Seeing Guan Huancai take out a series of elixirs such as the God-Knocking Pill, Chen Ping knew that the ancestors of the Guan family had prepared them for her when she left the Guan family, so he threw his own elixirs to Guan Huancai:

"Use my master's elixir."

Guan Xiancai took the porcelain bottle, opened it and took a look, and immediately admired and admired Chen Ping even more.

The quality of this elixir is almost perfect.

It could kill the pills given by her ancestor in her hand instantly.

In the past two hundred years, she had also received perfect Shen-Yi Shen Dan given by Chen Ping. At first, she only thought that Chen Ping had obtained these elixirs by chance, and she was grateful to Chen Ping.

But later she discovered that the Yishen pills Chen Ping continued to give her were of perfect quality.

Coupled with the guidance Chen Ping gave her in formations and the teachings he gave her in cultivation, she felt more and more that Chen Ping was extraordinary.

He almost pushed away his two true gods.

She realized that those pills were probably refined by Chen Ping himself.

At this moment, she got the most perfect Kowtow Pill, and she was even more determined in this idea.

This master.

It’s also amazing.

She looked at Chen Ping with eyes full of admiration.

She made up her mind in her heart that she must try her best to attack the Transformation God and rush into the Soul Transformation realm as much as possible, so that she could stay with her master longer.

Chen Ping didn't pay attention to this and continued to remind:

"During the tribulation, my master will help you pay attention to the situation. When should you take pills and when should you use a birdcage? My master will tell you. You can just concentrate on overcoming the tribulation."

A hundred years ago, a birdcage was given to Huancai, and now it is well maintained.

Guan Xiancai nodded.

He recovered his thoughts and looked up at the billowing dark clouds in the sky. His face was sometimes pink and sometimes porcelain white when reflected in the dense lightning.

"Boom~"

"Crack!"

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The first bolt of lightning struck her unerringly.

Her body looked so weak amidst the rolling thunder, but what others didn't notice was that her eyes were so firm.

"Boom!~~"

The second way, the third way, the fourth way.

Before the fifth thunder struck, under Chen Ping's instructions, the birdcage was opened.

The sixth path, the seventh path.

Chen Ping found that he had made a big mistake. He had forgotten to provide Guan Xiancai with a set of robes to withstand the thunder disaster, and she herself had obviously ignored this.

After the seventh small thunderbolt struck, Guan Xiancai's robe exploded, his clothes were torn to pieces, and every trace of his body was missing. His body made the entire Netherworld Valley fade.

Chen Ping quickly took out the robe he wore to overcome the tribulation.

The robe flew into the valley and was instantly put on Guan Xiancai's body.

Guan Xiancai almost subconsciously stretched out his hand to put it on. He was concentrating on overcoming the tribulation the whole time and had no idea about it.

The eighth lightning tribulation struck with a crash, and Guan Huancai's weak body was knocked to the ground. His face turned pale and his breath was shortened.

Chen Ping's heart tightened.

Watch everything in the field closely.

"Take one pill of benefiting the gods, and then another pill of protecting the thunder." Chen Ping reminded, seeing her weak aura and unfocused eyes, he said with a white lie:

"Have firm confidence. Based on my master's experience, in your current state, you can definitely survive the ninth heavenly tribulation."

This reminder brought Guan Xiancai back from his distracted state.

She quickly took the elixir, her breath swayed, and she floated into the air again.

His eyes became determined again.

"Crack!"

The ninth thunder struck down.

Guan Xiancai fell down instantly, and his breath suddenly disappeared, leaving only the crackling sound of thunder and lightning.

After a few breaths of silence, the breath slowly recovered, and a series of images slowly rose into the sky.

Chen Ping breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

'not dead. ’

He looked up at the sky. The dark clouds began to dissipate, no new vortex was formed, and the scorching sun began to clear the clouds.

Although he was almost on the verge of death, he was successfully promoted.

"Master!"

In the valley, Guan Xiancai got up, tears streaming down her face. She tried to stand up several times and rushed towards Chen Ping, but fell down several times.

"Master, my disciple has lived up to your expectations. I have been promoted to a god."

Chen Ping was sincerely happy for her.

Smiled:

"do not move."

"Now all Lei Yun stays in the birdcage, seize the time to temper yourself and consolidate your realm."

Flowers bloom on Guan Xiancai’s face:

"Well, disciple, listen to the master."

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