I will survive with proficiency

It was said that it was a few days later, but in order not to disturb Xiyue's rest, Chen Ping waited until a month later before entering the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword again.

As soon as he entered, Chen Ping saw Xi Yue with her big eyes, sitting cross-legged in the Jianyi Corridor, as if she had been waiting for him for a long time.

His eyes were round and his face was cold. He clearly exuded the same lazy aura as when he was alive, but his expression was extremely serious at the moment. Such a scene made Chen Ping couldn't help but smile.

"You want to ask me about your relationship with me?" Chen Ping smiled.

Xiyue nodded.

Chen Ping curled his lips and said with a smile:

"You are my apprentice."

"I am your apprentice?" Xiyue was stunned for a moment, why did she remember this master's name?

"Isn't it obvious? I am a god, you are a Nascent Soul, and you and I are masters and disciples." Chen Ping grinned.

hiss.

I don’t know if I will be beaten to death by Xiyue when she regains her memory in the future.

But that’s for the future.

Let’s get over this elder’s addiction first.

Chen Ping is not worried that these remarks will affect the recovery of Xiyue's memory. The recovery of Xiyue's memory relies on the repair of the soul, not the awakening of the event.

Seeing Xiyue's confused look, Chen Ping smiled and told her the whole story from her self-sealing to her final rescue.

Even Liang Sheng's identity and actions were told truthfully.

She has a right to know this.

But there is no mention of her life experience or the death of her parents, which is too cruel.

"In short, this is how it is. You don't need to think too much. Slowly cultivate and nurture here. After the Nascent Soul is restored, you will have the opportunity to step out of the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword and look at the world of immortality outside again." Chen Ping said.

Xiyue was a little confused and didn't know why she had two masters.

However, she had no doubts about the ins and outs of the incident described by Chen Ping. She wanted to say thank you, but she had a feeling that there was no need to be so polite between her and Chen Ping, so she said nothing.

This feeling is strange, but very real.

She didn't know why she felt this way.

"Now that you are a weapon spirit, you and I have a close connection. When something happens, you can just call me and I can hear you. I will come in from time to time to practice or chat with you, so you won't be too bored." Chen Pingdao.

He was worried that Xiyue wouldn't adapt.

After all, during her lifetime, Xiyue was not the kind of monk who liked to practice hard in seclusion all year round. She rather liked to toss.

Unexpectedly, after Xiyue heard his words and understood her situation, there was not much unusual expression on her face, she just nodded quietly.

That's good.

take it easy.

Time flies, day and night are gone.

These days, Chen Ping would go into the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword from time to time to chat with Xiyue, and he would also take the opportunity to understand the sword intention inside. The traces of his footsteps left in the sword intention corridor became deeper and deeper.

In addition, supernatural powers are also constantly improving.

Under the influence of four-fifths of the needle, the density of the soul becomes larger and larger, and the consciousness becomes stronger and stronger.

"I went and actually laid an egg?"

On this day, Chen Ping's consciousness inadvertently entered the white gourd and found that the ghost Xuhua had actually produced an 'air egg'.

This made Chen Ping overjoyed.

Although it has been nearly three hundred years since the ghost wasted, the first two hundred years have been weakening the ghost. It was not until he came out of the Netherworld Valley and repaired the white gourd that he was able to slowly help the ghost to recover.

Over the past few decades, ghost consumption has been in a slow recovery period, and it has only just returned to its heyday in recent years.

I never thought that 'Qi Dan' would appear so quickly.

This was beyond Chen Ping's expectation.

‘I don’t know what this egg tastes like? ’

Chen Ping used the spirit transforming energy and penetrated the white gourd.

The moment the Gang Qi penetrated, Ghost Xuhua immediately became furious, glaring at Chen Ping with bared teeth and claws.

Over the years, whether Chen Ping weakened it in the early stage or helped it repair it in the later stage, it did not affect its anger towards Chen Ping.

Apparently not completely tamed.

However, the 'whipping' in the past two hundred years made him somewhat jealous and afraid of Chen Ping.

That's enough.

At this moment, Chen Ping ignored Ghost Xuhua, wrapped the energy egg with Gang Qi, and took out the energy egg under Ghost Xuhua's angry eyes.

Ghost Xiuhua only dared to be angry but dared not speak out, watching his 'egg' being taken away.

The Qi egg in the Gang Qi package is a flowing black mist.

It looks a bit scary.

However, I had some understanding of this thing when I was in the Cang Qing Ancient World, and the simplest way to use it was 'orally'.

Chen Ping hesitated and swallowed the fist-sized egg in one gulp.

After swallowing the Qi Dan, there was a burning sensation in his abdomen, and then countless black qi emerged from his body, lingering around him.

Chen Ping immediately meditated and practiced exercises to digest the qi eggs.

A few days later, Chen Ping took a breath and opened his eyes.

'No wonder so many people want this thing. ’

‘It’s indeed a good thing. ’

Judging from the perception of taking it during this period, it is better than any other elixir in terms of improving the soul and tempering the body.

'No wonder Brother Yan and his team worked so hard to capture this ghost, and even after failure, they stayed in the border between Guan and Yu for decades. ’

'It's really worth it. ’

It's mine now.

This is a golden chicken that can lay eggs.

Chen Ping suddenly felt that this dark thing looked quite pleasing to the eye.

‘There are four-fifths of the needles, there are Qi eggs, and there are feedbacks about dual cultivation. Well, let’s seize the time to practice. ’

Practice, practice.

About 280 years after Li Nai ascended, the talisman left by Li Nai in the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword suddenly activated.

Chen Ping knew that Li Nai was awake.

After waiting for a few years for Li Nai to regain his memory, the battle between the two factions in the spiritual world will officially be put on the agenda.

Chen Ping continued to devote himself to spiritual practice.

Cultivation after reaching the eighth level of divine transformation became much more difficult. Even if Chen Ping's skills were perfect, they became much slower.

In particular, Chen Ping develops comprehensively and does not want to leave any flaws or shortcomings, which is even more time-consuming.

Chen Ping rarely goes out and spends most of his time practicing.

Just like this, another few decades passed.

Peach Blossom Forest.

"puff!"

A fourth-level monster's blood surged and it died instantly.

"What kind of spell is this?" Fairy Biyuan looked at the vision of the dead monster and was filled with surprise.

The way this monster died was very strange. The Nascent Soul was not annihilated immediately, and its body was not damaged. Its Dantian was intact, but its tendons and veins were completely broken. The blood rushed to the sky at the moment the monster died.

"Blood reflux technique."

Chen Ping chose a name himself.

When I was in the Nascent Soul stage, I figured out a method of "foam flowing upstream by relying on the whirlpool", which allowed a small part of the body fluids to flow back.

Over the years, with the in-depth exploration of the laws of heaven and earth, continuous transformation and deepening, this understanding has become more and more sophisticated.

However, Chen Ping was still surprised when he actually used it at this moment.

Killing the fourth-level monster in front of you was almost a matter of seconds.

It is as fast and unpredictable as if the natal magic weapon appears in the opponent's Dantian and destroys the opponent's Dantian and Yuanshen.

This is a killer move.

If he had learned it a hundred years earlier, he could have done it in an instant when he killed Liang Sheng.

"Blood reflux technique?" Fairy Biyuan was stunned for a moment.

The name of this spell was something she had never heard of.

Judging from the name alone, she knew it was a spell that could reverse the blood flow of others.

This is not simple.

Blood is the physical lifeblood of a monk. Just like the spiritual power running in the body, it is highly controlled by oneself.

To control the reverse flow of another person's blood is like controlling the self-explosion of another person's body. You can imagine how difficult it is, and it is almost impossible.

"Well, the laws involved are very profound, and I can only get a glimpse of it at the moment. But so far, it seems that the effect is really good." Chen Ping smiled.

"Can you control the blood flow of a monk who transforms into gods?" Fairy Biyuan asked again.

"Yes, but you have to catch the opponent off guard. If the opponent is highly defensive, it will be difficult to achieve." Chen Ping said truthfully.

This is still the same as the natal magic weapon appearing in the opponent's Dantian.

Fairy Biyuan didn't believe it:

"Try it on me."

Ah this

Chen Ping really couldn't make a move. If he accidentally made a mistake, it would be too late to regret it.

"This is too dangerous, no, don't try it." Chen Ping refused.

Fairy Biyuan didn't say anything, but her heart felt warm and sweet.

It's one thing for her to take risks and take initiative.

Chen Ping's concern is another matter.

Seeing that Biyuan seemed a little regretful, Chen Ping paused and said:

"This spell can not only achieve the reverse flow of blood, in fact, all body fluids can achieve the reverse flow."

"All bodily fluids?"

"Well, do you want to try this?"

"good."

So, the two of them tried this spell over and over again all afternoon until they were exhausted.

While Chen Ping was panting, another monk in Tianyin Immortal City was also panting.

It's just that the latter is the last gasp before death.

This person is Dugu Yi from the Dugu family.

Dugu Yi is only more than forty years younger than his father Dugu Jia. After his father Dugu Jia returned to Taoism, the heavy responsibility of monitoring Chen Ping fell on him.

Dugu Yi also failed to pry into the realm of Jindan, and finally reached the moment of his death.

now.

Dugu Yi, who looked like a dead tree and had a face full of wrinkles, was lying on the bed, his eyes full of unwillingness and regret.

"Dad, do you have any last words?" Beside the bed, a middle-aged monk held his hand tightly. This person was his son Dugu Bing.

Pity?

Hearing this word, Dugu Yi's eyes lit up slightly.

Thinking of this hasty life.

If he could do it all over again, he would wish he had not sworn that oath decades ago, the oath that bound him to this city forever.

In just over a hundred years of foundation-building practice, other people's lives can be colorful, but I can only stay in the same city, see the same scenery, and experience the same life.

This isn't fair.

If possible, Dugu Yi hopes to go out and see the outside world and experience different adventure experiences when there is no hope of forming a pill.

But all this is too late.

I, Dugu Yi, am destined to be a Dugu all my life.

Dugu Yi turned to look at his son beside the bed. He didn't want to pass on this pain. If possible, he would end it here.

Therefore, he did not ask his son to swear like he did back then, but instead said:

"My son, my father has not been able to leave you a rich family property in this life. You have to fight for everything by yourself."

"After all, the family's mission is the family's business. We, as individuals, must live a wonderful life so that we can live our lives in this world in vain."

"If you no longer want to guard this mission and disappear secretly, dad will not blame you. You have the choice to enjoy your life."

Hearing this, Dugu Bing was stunned.

Looking at the dying old father in shock, he suddenly withdrew the hand that was holding Dugu Yi and said loudly:

"Dad, how could you say such a thing?"

"Our mission is to guard Tianyin Fairy City until Chen Ping appears. Why does dad regard it as a burden? This is a huge honor given to us by the family."

"What does it mean to sacrifice you for the sake of my family? What does it mean to wake up early and stay late at night? We should be grateful for this blessing. Dad, I didn't expect you to have such an idea. It's so disappointing to the child."

Dugu Yi froze for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

He never expected that his son would react so strongly.

Currently, there are only seven or eight people with the Dugu surname in the Tianyin Wizard family, and only two foundation-building monks.

One of them is as old as him and is suffering from diseases. He may not die soon. The other one wants to be in charge of a business, and his surname is Dugu, so he is not a real clan member.

That's why Dugu Yi had no choice but to hand over this inheritance to his eldest son.

But in fact, this eldest son has only reached the ninth level of Qi cultivation, and has not yet advanced to the foundation building stage.

In Dugu Yi's mind, he hoped that his son could spend more time as a monk, so that he might be able to impact the realm of foundation building.

But this guy!

"Son, even a father knows the truth. As a father, I am not advising you. I just don't want you to have too many shackles on you. I don't want you to be like my father, who still feels unwilling when you are old and lying on the bed. "Dugu Yi enlightened.

"Dad, stop talking. If you throw away these thoughts now, I will still treat you as the father who loves me so much." Dugu Bing's face was cold.

"you…"

"Evil son."

Dugu Yi was furious.

"Dad, you are confused. Chen Ping and the Dugu family and I have different grievances. Isn't it right for us to contribute to the family?"

"Then tell me, what is sworn hatred?"

"Chen Ping killed Dugu to sacrifice to the ninth ancestor, and made the ancestor angry to death. Doesn't this count?"

"Why did Chen Ping kill Dugu Jijiu? What was the reason behind it? What if you had to kill someone else first and someone else would respond normally? Have you ever thought about it?"

"How...how does this kid know? Anyway, he deserves to die if he kills a member of our Dugu family."

Dugu Yi suddenly felt short of breath.

He suddenly felt that it was unnecessary to argue with his son.

Since he enjoys it, let him be.

Just very unwilling.

Dad Dugujia has been waiting for half his life, and he has been waiting for so long.

Two generations have been waiting for loneliness.

He even felt that the so-called Senior Lu was just defrauding their family's cultivation resources. Otherwise, with the power of Shengxian Valley, would it be so difficult to find out where Chen Ping was practicing?

It's been nearly a hundred years.

so funny.

"Dad, you are really confused. Why do you think so much? I can just do the tasks that my family has given me. Isn't it just a waste of trouble to ask so many questions?"

"Besides, what are you afraid of Chen Ping? With Senior Lu here and the entire Shengxian Valley here, what kind of waves can Chen Ping make?"

"Dad, no..." Dugu Yi was about to say, but was immediately interrupted by his son Dugu Bing:

"Dad, stop talking. Don't blame me for going to the ancestor to report you."

"you…"

His eyebrows stood up in anger.

"Poof!" Dugu Yi's energy and blood rushed to his heart, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

He died on the spot.

"Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you? Why did you die suddenly? My husband clearly said that you can live for more than half a year. Dad, please wake up."

"Ah ah ah, Chen Ping, you have made my father so angry that I will fight you until death."

…

"I still can't remember anything." Inside the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword, Xiyue sat cross-legged opposite Chen Ping, the confusion on her face not completely gone.

There was even a hint of helplessness.

Over the years, Chen Ping would come in from time to time to chat with Xiyue inside the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword, mainly to make her happy so that she could regain her full vitality as soon as possible and take the initiative to practice.

"Don't think about it if you can't remember it. You'll remember it naturally when your Nascent Soul recovers." Chen Ping smiled and said:

"As a monk, my journey of cultivation cannot always be smooth sailing. During this period, I will encounter all kinds of troubles and problems, which make me miserable."

"But when we have gone over, achieved higher realms, stood at a higher place, and look back at the past things, they are nothing."

"At that time you will even be grateful for these experiences, because these experiences will enrich your life and become valuable life lessons."

"You can even say it with a smile on things that made you miserable before."

Looking at Xiyue's clear big eyes, Chen Ping smiled:

"How about telling you a story about someone who was also suppressed by bad guys for 500 years and then was reborn in Nirvana?"

"good."

"In other words, chaos is undivided, heaven and earth are chaotic, and no one can see the vastness. Since Pangu broke through the Hongmeng, it has opened up the distinction between the clear and the turbid. It has supported all living beings to look up to the benevolent, and found that all things are good..."

Xiyue listened quietly to Chen Ping's story.

At the same time, he looked at Chen Ping openly.

She always felt that Chen Ping had a strange attraction to her. The feeling in her heart was strange, but very comfortable.

This made her like meeting Chen Ping very much.

Like chatting with Chen Ping.

Although she couldn't remember the past, she knew that Chen Ping must be the most important person in her life, otherwise how could she remember his name.

She looked at Chen Ping quietly. Chen Ping was quite serious when he told the story. He had a handsome profile and a nice voice. He even danced when he told the key points, which made her laugh.

But looking at it, she blushed a little.

The feeling in her heart, the vague romance made her ashamed.

Chen Ping is obviously his master.

How shameless does a person have to be to have evil thoughts about his master?

Xiyue.

You are really not human.

The master is so kind to you, but you want to bully the master and destroy the ancestors.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ping glanced at her.

"No... nothing,... keep talking."

"good."

"Master, thank you."

Chen Ping grinned and continued to tell her a tailor-made version of "Journey to the West".

…