"Ahem, Demon Master, the senior in my impression doesn't seem to be like this."
With a slight cough, Wang Ping resisted the urge to reveal his identity and said to Kunpeng.
Kunpeng snorted softly: "I said yes, you have little contact with the Sky-Exploding Demon General and you have not seen his true nature."
"Okay, if I meet senior in the future, I will observe him carefully and convey the demon master's evaluation truthfully."
At this point, Wang Ping could only nod helplessly, but decided to scare Kunpeng at the last moment.
After he said these words, he saw Kunpeng's face suddenly change.
"Shut up. He's already an old monster. Are you stupid if you still want to talk to him? If he gets angry, he'll beat you to death but no one can save you."
Kunpeng, who had a look of fear on his face, glared at Wang Ping angrily.
Wang Ping snickered in his heart, Damn Kunpeng, I never thought you were so afraid of Brother Ping and me.
"Well, then I'll listen to the demon master and don't talk nonsense if I'm lucky enough to see him."
Wang Ping said with a look of fear on his face.
In this way, Kunpeng's face showed a look of satisfaction: "Yes, if you know how to advance and retreat, your future will be limitless."
While talking, Kunpeng went on his own, choosing various cooked things to eat.
Naturally, the Twelve Demon Saints, Chongmingniao and others did not dare to grab it and let Kunpeng eat first.
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained Ten Fragrance Cloud Orchid."
The system reward was issued, indicating that Wang Ping had passed the test.
Wang Ping, who was in a good mood, hurried over and started working. Shang Yang ran over to help.
After a while, a lot of delicious food appeared again.
Wang Ping took something and put it in front of Kunpeng.
Naturally, he did this to get some blood from Kunpeng.
How can it be that people should eat and drink his brother Ping's things for free? If you eat them, you have to pay a price!
"Not bad, not bad, delicious. Give me a skewer of the barbecue one, and also the grilled fish. Hey, leave some of that one for me."
Kunpeng ate so much that he lost his identity as a demon master and disappeared somewhere.
After waiting for Kunpeng to eat for a while, Wang Ping made a request with a smile.
"Demon Master, not much, just a small bottle."
Wang Ping took out the bottle first. He was afraid that Kunpeng would not agree.
Having been in contact with him before, Kunpeng was very defensive and did not want to get too close to others.
"What kind of technique actually requires other people's blood to help you practice?"
With a trace of doubt in his eyes, Kunpeng frowned and looked at Wang Ping.
Wang Ping smiled and said: "If the demon master doesn't want to use the Ten Thousand Blood Spirit Art, then just pretend I didn't mention it."
After speaking, Wang Ping deliberately pretended to be unhappy and ate a large piece of barbecue.
Seeing this situation, the eyes of the Twelve Demon Saints and others all turned to Kunpeng.
After eating Wang Ping's barbecue, they subconsciously sided with Wang Ping.
They had talked a lot just now, and they felt that Wang Ping was quite a good person.
Kunpeng actually didn't want to give it, but with everyone staring at him, he felt a bit stuck.
If he didn't give it, no one would be able to do anything to him, but his reputation as a demon master would definitely be affected.
Looking at this situation, Wang Ping was wondering if what he did today would provoke Kunpeng to become murderous towards him.
According to past understanding, Kunpeng's mind is a bit small.
"Of course I am willing, and I should repay the kindness of the Sky-Exploding Demon by treating me with delicious food."
After pondering for a moment, Kunpeng chose to take out blood.
His reputation as a demon master cannot be tolerated.
As he spoke, Kunpeng cut his fingertip and poured a bottle of blood into Wang Ping.
Wang Ping took it over with a face full of joy. He didn't care whether Kunpeng would hold a grudge for this. He would wait until he got it first.
If Kunpeng really wanted to deal with him, he would make this guy regret it.
After all, his true identity is not a sky-exploding demon general, but Brother Ping, who is so famous that even Taoist ancestor Hongjun respects him.
"Thank you sorcerer, I will show you another delicious food."
After collecting the blood, Wang Ping couldn't help but express his gratitude and laughed.
After a while, Wang Ping stewed a pot of bone soup, and the aroma that enveloped his mansion became stronger and stronger.
Everyone was so greedy after smelling the taste that they couldn't wait to try it.
Everyone had been eating and drinking for a long time before saying goodbye and leaving. Apart from Shang Yang and Huan, there was one person who didn't leave, Bai Ze.
"I have something to talk to you about."
Looking at Wang Ping, Bai Ze said.
Wang Ping smiled and nodded: "I know, I know, if there is anything you want to talk about, you can talk now."
"Tell me first, how do you know me? I haven't shown much of my talents before. There should be very few people who know me."
Bai Ze's eyes flashed and he spoke.
If he had known that Bai Ze would ask this question, a mysterious smile appeared on Wang Ping's lips: "Because, I am better at calculating than you!"
"What, you, you also have this kind of natural talent?"
With a look of surprise in his eyes, Bai Ze looked at Wang Ping in disbelief.
Bai Ze thought that her kind of magical power was very rare and almost impossible for anyone to have it.
From birth to now, I have never met anyone with such magical powers, or even similar magical powers.
And Wang Ping is the only one she has met so far.
"Yes, can't we have it?"
Wang Ping said, looking at Bai Ze with a smile.
Bai Ze shook his head: "It's not impossible, but even so, your innate magical power shouldn't be better than mine."
"Why not? Mine is better than yours, hehe."
Wang Ping grinned playfully, talking nonsense seriously.
Bai Ze shook his head firmly: "No, you can be considered a saint. You can't bear the kind of backlash."
The expression on his face froze slightly, and Wang Ping muttered in his heart, and there was a backlash, no wonder Bai Ze couldn't take Nuwa's issue into account.
It's not that it can't be calculated, it's the kind of backlash. If you force it to be calculated, I'm afraid you will be killed by the backlash.
"Well, to be honest, I am the first ray of sword energy at the beginning of the world. I have heavenly merits to protect my body. If I am a saint's backlash, my heavenly merits will automatically cancel it out."
Although he didn't expect that there would be backlash, how could Wang Ping be stumped, and a new excuse came up with a slight thought in his mind.
The stunned Bai Ze asked blankly: "When the world first opened, the first ray of sword energy, merit and virtue to protect the body?"
"Yes, yes, my cultivation level is not high, it's just that I'm too lazy to practice."
Wang Ping nodded repeatedly, as if this was the case.
Jian on the side couldn't help but interjected: "I always thought you were studying food and had no time to practice. So you are too lazy to practice? How can you be lazy with something like sword energy?"
"Why not? Of course it is possible, but now I have woken up and I want to improve my strength quickly."
Wang Ping, who was smiling all over his face, didn't tell the truth. As for whether Bai Ze and others believed it or not, that was none of his business.
Bai Ze's eyes flickered; "I still don't believe it. I know about heaven's merits and virtues protecting the body, but it shouldn't be able to stop the saint."
"Heaven's merits and virtues protect the body, but Heaven's way is to protect some specific creatures. If it can be used like you said, wouldn't it violate the original intention of Heaven's way, and Heaven will definitely be angry."
Seeing Bai Ze who wanted to get to the bottom of the matter and insisted on asking for a clear explanation, Wang Ping had a headache and rubbed his forehead.
Please, it's not easy to lie. Please stop asking, okay?
