Chapter 63 Is it too late?

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The Supreme Prince turned around in confusion, and when he saw the two banana leaves taken out by Wang Ping, his eyes showed a deep look of confusion.

Not only the Supreme Leader, but also everyone else who didn't leave didn't understand what Wang Ping wanted to do.

Naturally, Wang Ping would not explain to anyone about the system. He came to grab the banana leaves just for the system task.

"Sir, old man, I suddenly feel that you are very pleasing to the eye. I snatched this banana leaf just for fun. I will give you one as a gift."

When holding the banana leaf, Wang Ping already knew which one was the sun banana leaf and which one was the taiyin banana leaf.

As long as you take it back and refine it, the banana fan magic weapon will be born.

"Give me?"

Taishang was stunned and could hardly believe his ears.

He did not expect that Wang Ping, who had given him a gourd in exchange for his help in robbing him, would give him banana leaves again.

Wang Ping smiled and nodded: "Yes, that's right, it's for you, go on."

As he spoke, Wang Ping threw the sun banana leaf directly.

The Supreme Being was stunned for a moment and hurriedly sucked it in front of him.

The current Supreme Being has not yet reached the realm of saint, so he naturally cares about these magic weapons, otherwise he would not come to snatch them again and again.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Tongtian was stunned and asked in shock, wondering what kind of medicine Wang Ping was selling in his gourd.

Since you want to give it away, why go to all the trouble to get it?

Wang Ping smiled and said: "It's nothing. Just give it away if you want. Only when you do what you want can you be at ease."

Opposite him, the Supreme Being suddenly fell into a sluggish state as he listened to Wang Ping's words.

This scene has never been familiar before. When the Supreme Master had an epiphany before, this was the situation now.

The speechless Wang Ping did not expect that the Supreme Being would be able to think of something after just saying something casually.

"Fellow Taoist, you have awakened me once again. I am very grateful!"

After a while, His Majesty came to his senses and bowed respectfully to Wang Ping.

Wang Ping waved his hand and pretended to be enigmatic: "Well, that's right. If you have understanding, it's your chance to understand. You're welcome."

Tongtian next to him looked confused and looked at Wang Ping suspiciously, Brother, aren't you just talking nonsense?

After chatting casually for a few more words, the Supreme Prince said goodbye and left, looking at Wang Ping with respectful eyes.

Seeing the disappearance of the Supreme Being and Yuan Shi, Wang Ping looked away in amusement and threw the other banana leaf in his hand to Ancestor Styx.

"Here you go."

"ah?"

The confused Ancestor Styx hugged the banana leaf, feeling a little unreal.

A group of people were fighting for life-and-death treasures, and the eldest brother just threw them into his hands?

"By the way, let me teach you a lesson."

Just when the ancestor of Ming He was in a daze, Wang Ping raised his hand, touched the center of Ming He's eyebrows, and passed on Xuantian's weapon refining method.

This scene was seen by everyone around, and they all cast envious glances.

They asked themselves, if they were put in Wang Ping's perspective, they would never hand over what they had finally obtained.

But Wang Ping didn't do what they wanted at all, and just gave it to him like a cabbage.

"You think, is it still too late for me to go over and recognize my eldest brother?"

In the distance, Zhu Rong suddenly spoke out among the twelve ancestral witches gathered together.

Gonggong on the opposite side snorted and said disdainfully: "Come on, fellow Taoist brother Ping is so good at recruiting me."

"Big parallel importer, you think I'm not as good as you, do you want to compare?"

After hearing what Gonggong said, Zhu Rong was furious.

Gonggong curled his lips: "I'm afraid you won't succeed. Is your fire stronger, or my water?"

The other ancestral wizards on the side were all speechless. I don't know when, these two guys started fighting. Every time they had to decide who was stronger, fire or water, couldn't they both be stronger?

Everyone was just envious in their hearts, and they couldn't do it if they were as shameless as the Styx Ancestor to recognize their elder brother.

"Can we talk?"

When everyone was envious of Styx, Wang Ping approached Zhunti and Jingyin.

Zhunti couldn't wait to nod: "That's what we mean. Even if fellow Taoists don't come to us, we still plan to speak."

Wang Ping laughed: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"As you said before, fellow Taoist, if you let a poor Taoist call himself a poor monk, is it possible for a poor monk to create a monastic sect?"

Looking at Wang Ping, Zhunti directly expressed the question he had been thinking about for a long time.

Wang Ping was overjoyed and said: "Do you think the monks sound good? Actually, monks are the name for those bald people, just like this clan or that clan. You can regard monks as a race."

Zhunti suddenly nodded: "So that's it, poor monk, it's quite good. In the future, with a bunch of bald heads, I think the scene will be very grand."

"Ahem, it is indeed impressive and unique. It is related to Tao, but it is not Tao. You are its founders."

Wang Ping coughed lightly, and after a few words, He Zhun's eyebrows were beaming with excitement, and he was yearning for it.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Wang Ping found an opportunity to teach Zhunti and Jieyin Jiuzhuan Xuan Gong, and asked them to find an opportunity to accept Liu Er.

"The Taoist ancestor said that if the Dharma is not taught to the six ears, it is not human if the Tao is not taught. But, if you create a new faction, it is not the Tao. There is no problem in spreading the Dharma."

Looking at Jie Yin and Zhunti with a smile, Wang Ping tried to lead the two of them away step by step.

After chatting for a long time and instilling many ideas that were very bold for today's prehistoric sentient beings, Wang Pingcai said goodbye to the two of them without saying anything.

After leaving Kunlun Mountain, Wang Ping and others found a place with beautiful scenery and stopped.

Kunlun Mountain has been in such a state of disaster that it would be really detrimental to my mood to leave it there.

The only ones still with Wang Ping at this moment are the two younger brothers Tongtian and Minghe, as well as Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Ancestor.

They had not seen each other for hundreds of years since they were separated in the fight for the gourd. Naturally, they had to have a good chat this time they met again.

"I'll show you my brother's new skills!"

Looking at the four of them, Wang Ping wanted to show off.

Wang Ping felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction to see this legendary figure and now having fun with him.

Especially these people, all of them were particularly respectful to him.

He jumped into the forest below, and after a while, Wang Ping came up with a demon pig on his shoulders.

These monster pigs had almost no intelligence, but they tasted quite good. Wang Ping had eaten them frequently during his travels in the wilderness for hundreds of years.

Wang Ping skillfully peeled the demon pig, washed it and cut it, then made a fragrant stew of pig trotters and stewed the bones, and put the pig body on the rack and grilled it.

"My wife is so delicious. My eldest brother is truly a god."

Whether it was the unruly and arrogant Tongtian, the good old Ancestor Hongyun, Ming He and Zhen Yuanzi, all of them had their mouths full of oil and wished they could swallow them all with their tongues.

Wang Ping ate it slowly and looked at the four people with a smile, feeling it was doubly interesting.

After eating for a long time, a few people had time to chat, and they talked about nothing more than what they had experienced in the past few hundred years.

"Brother, I've searched all over the Western land, but I still can't find the Ksitigarbha. Are you making a mistake?"

Ancestor Styx complained that the thief was depressed and said suspiciously.

Wang Ping shook his head: "It's not wrong. He will definitely bring you trouble in the future. Either make friends with him or kill him."

"Okay, I believe you, brother. If I look carefully, I don't believe I can't find him."

Nodding, Patriarch Styx gritted his teeth and said.

Wang Ping said with a smile: "Don't be deliberate. It may be that the time is not right. Don't be afraid. When the time comes, I will have a big brother and you can prevent him from causing trouble for you."

After chatting about Styx for a while, Wang Ping chatted with Patriarch Hongyun again and reminded him to be careful about Kunpeng.

For fear of attracting the attention of Hongjun and Tiandao, Wang Ping did not go into details, but only gave a general outline.

The few of them stayed together for a while. Ancestor Styx and the others pestered Wang Ping to get a lot of condiments. They agreed to see each other again at the next sermon before leaving separately.