Half a year later, Wang Ping appeared in Wuzhuang Temple.
Wang Ping did not rush on the road at full speed. He did not forget to collect some natural materials and treasures he saw on the way.
After devouring the heavenly materials and earthly treasures obtained from Emperor Dongyue, Wang Ping was one step closer to breaking through to the late quasi-sage stage.
Seeing that it was Wang Ping, everyone in the Wuzhuang audience saluted.
Wang Ping didn't waste any more words and rushed all the way to the backyard.
In the yard, Ancestor Hongyun was sitting cross-legged in a bucket, just like before he left.
But at this time, Ancestor Hongyun looked much more real, with clear muscles and so on.
What makes Wang Ping a little depressed is that, just like before, Ancestor Hongyun is red from beginning to end.
"System, please come out and explain. Don't tell me that Patriarch Hongyun will really become a famous person in the future?"
After looking around Ancestor Hongyun, Wang Ping asked with a dark face.
The system said weakly: "That's right. What we said at the beginning was just to reunite the physical body. The color is a little different but it doesn't affect it."
"I……"
Wang Ping was speechless for a moment, but fortunately this was a primitive place with many strange and strange creatures.
If it were left to future generations, people might think that some monster had escaped.
There was a Hulk, but luckily, the system directly created a Red Man.
If Hong Yun's body becomes bigger, wouldn't he be a red giant?
It doesn't seem impossible, it seems very interesting.
Wang Ping rubbed his chin and thought, imagining the image of the enlarged red cloud roaming the wilderness and being named the Red Giant, he couldn't help but feel happy.
"Brother Ping, why are you so happy? Is Hongyun about to condense into a physical body?"
Looking at Wang Ping strangely, Zhen Yuanzi asked.
Wang Ping, who came back to his senses, shook his head: "No, no, I don't know when he will condense."
"By the way, Lao Zhen, take me to your treasury. I'll pick out some natural and earthly treasures. I won't let you down. I'll teach you the alchemy and weapon refining techniques."
After being stunned for a moment, Zhen Yuanzi asked in surprise: "Alchemy?"
Wang Ping smiled and said: "That's right, I'll pass it on to you first."
With that said, he didn't care about that much, and Wang Ping passed the Nine Revolutions Alchemy Sutra and Xuantian's weapon refining method to Zhen Yuanzi, along with some alchemy recipes.
After digesting for a while, Zhen Yuanzi opened his eyes with a look of ecstasy.
He had already seen Xuantian's weapon refining method from Hongyun, but he was more concerned about the method of refining elixirs.
After just a cursory glance, Zhen Yuanzi knew that this alchemy technique was definitely not that simple.
Zhen Yuanzi had to sigh, Brother Ping was Taoist Brother Ping, he had a broad mind. Others kept secrets and magical powers for fear that others would learn them, but Brother Ping casually spread them out.
Meeting and getting to know fellow Taoist Brother Ping was the greatest blessing in Zhen Yuanzi's life.
Thinking in his mind, he called a few disciples to look at Hongyun, and Zhen Yuanzi took Wang Ping to the treasure house.
Wang Ping went there without any courtesy and took away everyone who was useful to his advancement.
"Old Town, don't you feel bad?"
After taking it, Wang Ping looked at Zhen Yuanzi and said with a smile.
Zhen Yuanzi laughed and shook his head: "Of course not. Compared with the things Brother Heping and Taoist Brother Heping passed on to me, these things are not worth mentioning."
"Hehe, let me try to swallow these and see if I can reach the post-quasi-holy stage."
I already knew that Zhen Yuanzi wouldn't mind, and Wang Ping was just joking.
In front of Zhen Yuanzi, Wang Ping transformed those things into various delicacies and swallowed them all.
The Prehistoric Heaven-Swallowing Technique operates, and everything that enters the body is transformed into billowing energy.
But after swallowing it, what made Wang Ping depressed was that it was still a little worse.
The training became more and more difficult, which was indeed beyond his imagination.
"It's not that good. It's so depressing."
Shrugging, Wang Ping smiled bitterly, showing a hint of helplessness.
Zhen Yuanzi laughed and said, "You are the only one who can cultivate like this, fellow Taoist brother Ping. We can't even envy you."
Zhen Yuanzi had seen Wang Ping's breakthrough in devouring all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures before.
After leaving Zixiao Palace after the first sermon, Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Patriarch were invited by Wang Ping to Buzhou Mountain.
At that time, several people were shocked when they saw Wang Ping eating all kinds of natural and earthly treasures like cabbage.
Doesn’t it require digestion and refining even if you eat like this?
They asked Wang Ping, who told them they didn't need it.
"That's necessary. It doesn't matter who I am. I'm the famous Brother Ping. But Lao Zhen, don't you feel guilty for saying this? You are already at the peak of a quasi-sage, and you envy me for being a mid-level quasi-sage."
Curling his lips, Wang Ping rolled his eyes at Zhen Yuanzi.
Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and said: "So what if I'm at the peak of the quasi-sage? I don't know as much as you do, Brother Ping, and I'm not as good at fighting as you, Brother Ping. In short, I'm just not as good as you!"
"Tch, if you dare to compete with me, Brother Ping, you are asking for trouble. Brother Ping is destined to be that stalwart figure that can only be looked up to."
Wang Ping was elated and felt a little elated.
Zhen Yuanzi couldn't laugh or cry. Although he admitted that it was the truth, the tone of Brother Ping's words always made him feel like he was bragging.
As they chatted, the two of them returned to the backyard unknowingly.
Zhen Yuanzi waved his hand and asked several disciples to go about their business.
Just when several disciples were leaving and Wang Ping was wondering where to go next, a vision happened.
Ancestor Hongyun, who was sitting cross-legged, had a red glow billowing into the sky.
"What's going on? What happened?"
Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly widened.
At this moment, Patriarch Hongyun, who was sitting cross-legged, had his eyes opened.
Looking at his body in surprise and feeling the real feeling on his body, Ancestor Hongyun's eyes were full of joy.
"I succeeded, Brother Ping, thank you very much."
Ancestor Hongyun in the beam of light bowed deeply to Wang Ping.
The speechless Wang Ping interrupted: "No, Lao Hong, what's going on with the red light beam around you?"
"Ah, light beam, what light beam?"
Ancestor Hongyun was confused and looked around him carefully, and then he saw a beam of light emanating from him, as thick as dozens of people surrounding an ancient tree, and shooting straight into the sky.
Looking up at the beam of light, Hongyun Ancestor looked confused. He didn't know!
"Host, um, I have something to tell you."
At this time, the system voice came out.
Listening to the system's words, Wang Ping suddenly felt something bad for no reason.
"Hurry up and tell me if it is related to Hongyun. If you keep complaining, believe it or not, this host will beat you to death."
Wang Ping's face turned dark and Xiang said angrily.
The system whispered: "I forgot to tell you, the host, that the Ten Thousand Blood Counter-Spirit Body does not belong here. When it is successfully condensed, it will be led away by the light of guidance."
"What, why didn't you tell me earlier? Where would Lao Hong be taken? Will something happen to him? Will he be beaten to death as soon as he condenses out of his body?"
After hearing this, Wang Ping suddenly became anxious. What a fuss.
The system shook its head: "Not sure, everything is unknown."
"Then tell me if there is any way to stay."
Wang Ping is really anxious. Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun's old gay friend, shouldn't go to him to fight for his life!
The system replied with a wry smile: "There is no way, he will be picked up and taken away in two minutes at most."
"I'll go, then it's okay if I pass him something, right?"
After saying that he didn't care about it, Wang Ping ran over and pointed his finger at the center of Hongyun's eyebrows inside the red light beam.
However, as soon as Wang Ping's hand touched it, it was bounced away by a force of elasticity.
"What, no?"
Wang Ping's expression suddenly changed. He had brought Ancestor Hongyun to this point. He felt very guilty knowing that Ancestor Hongyun might encounter unknown dangers but could not do anything to help him.
