Xizi and Qiangliang accompanied Wang Ping in this fight for more than a year.
Later, Wang Ping was able to remain calm and indifferent, allowing the two of them to attack wildly.
Now his physical strength, not counting the immortal body, is no less than that of a normal great witch.
"Host, you can rest for a while before training."
Seeing that Wang Ping was still continuing with great interest, the system issued a reminder.
The stunned Wang Ping asked what was going on with the system.
The system said helplessly: "Too much is too little, and there is a certain amount of slack. Don't say you don't understand this principle, host."
The stunned Wang Ping scratched his head and said, "Okay, okay, let's rest for a while."
After talking to Xizi and Qiang Liang, Wang Ping first passed the Holy Body of Fighting to the two of them.
However, Wang Ping told the two of them that he would continue to practice through the two of them, so that they could be on call at any time.
Xizi and Qiang Liang, who couldn't laugh or cry, nodded. This boy didn't look like a great witch, he looked more like an ancestral witch than an ancestral witch.
Asking these two ancestral witches to be on call is something that not many people in the witch clan can do.
However, in order to fight against the Holy Body, the two agreed.
After passing it to two people, Wang Ping simply went over and passed it to everyone watching the battle.
The only condition is that when he needs it, no matter what he does, he must accompany him to fight.
Naturally, everyone agreed, no matter what, let’s get the method of cultivation first.
Otherwise, if things continue like this, I don’t know if I’ll have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse.
In this year, Gonggong, Zhu Rong, and Di Jiang have entered the Holy Body of Fighting, and the three of them are pulling people to fight and train every day.
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained 400 copies of the demon refining pot materials."
The system sounded and issued the reward for the mission to Wang Ping.
The mission only requires a fierce battle, but does not say when the fight must last.
Two hundred copies belong to Xizi, and the other two hundred copies belong to another option when Qiang Liang joined.
It took more than a year to obtain more than 400 pieces of materials, which was a big loss, but Wang Ping felt it was worth it.
After teaching the skills, Wang Ping ran to find everyone and wanted to exchange treasures with them.
Given the premise of the skill and the elixir provided by Wang Ping, everyone was naturally willing.
After browsing everyone's treasure house one by one, Wang Ping found many heavenly materials and earthly treasures that were useful for his cultivation.
During this year, many Wu clansmen who wandered outside rushed back, and Wang Ping got a lot of them.
Wang Ping, who was so pleased with himself, went back and started eating and practicing with the things he had received.
After eating and sleeping comfortably for a few days, Wang Fangping came out of seclusion.
After leaving seclusion, I was not in a hurry to refine the Dou Zhan Holy Physique, and refined dozens of furnaces of elixirs for later use.
Wang Ping then wandered around the Wu Clan for a few more days, waiting until he completely relaxed before he started training again.
The opponents were still Xizi and Qiangliang. The main thing Wang Ping discovered was that being struck by lightning was very efficient.
The system has been continuously reducing the protection of Wang Ping's immortal body, and now it has been reduced by about half.
Unknowingly, it took more than three years for the system to completely cancel Wang Ping's immortal body.
But Wang Ping was now able to rely on himself and let Xizi and Qiang Liang attack without suffering any injuries.
The effect of training is obvious. Every piece of skin on Wang Ping's body is like indestructible steel, and the muscles are bulging one by one. Just looking at it gives people the feeling of a violent mess.
After practicing with Wang Ping for more than three years, Xizi and Qiang Liang have also mastered the Holy Body of Fighting. Wang Ping is making progress, and their fighting Holy Body is also improving.
As Wang Ping's strength improved and he could withstand thunder and lightning, Wang Ping was naturally unwilling to be attacked all the time and rushed over to attack the two of them.
The constant dodging and being hit naturally had a tempering effect on the two's fighting body.
"That's almost it. Go and practice on yourselves!"
Letting the two of them go, Wang Ping planned to choose someone else to continue practicing.
Now the great witches and ancestral witches of the entire witch clan have practiced the fighting holy body passed down by Wang Ping.
When passing it on to Xuan Ming, Wang Ping told Xuan Ming and asked Xuan Ming to make a rule that only quasi-sages cannot practice.
Because people with too low strength practice, firstly, it will not be of much help to Wang Ping, and secondly, there is a risk of leakage.
In the following decades, Wang Ping has been in the Wu clan, and he has beaten all the great ancestral witches.
With the entire Wu clan as a sparring partner, I am afraid that only his brother Ping could do it.
In the past few decades, most of the materials for Wang Ping's Demon Refining Pot have been collected, leaving only a few main materials.
The same goes for Fu Xiqin's materials, only one Pure World Green Lotus Leaf is left, and the system has not given it to him so far.
And Wang Ping's strength has improved a lot in the past few decades.
The Wu Clan used the whole clan's efforts to collect many heavenly materials and earthly treasures for him to practice. Wang Ping's cultivation level has gone a long way towards the peak of quasi-sage.
Not to mention the training of the Fighting Holy Body, Wang Ping even vaguely felt that he was almost at the stage of his second transformation.
"One year later, the sermon will begin, and all sentient beings can come to the Bajing Palace in Daluo Mountain to listen to the sermon."
On this day, a rumble of sound echoed throughout the wilderness.
Wang Ping, who was fighting with Hou Tu, was stunned for a moment, and was stabbed by an earth thorn from Hou Tu's hand.
"Wuzhan, are you okay?"
Hou Tu hurriedly ran over and looked at Wang Ping worriedly.
He laughed and shook his head, Wang Ping said: "Of course it's okay. Now the power of my physical body is so powerful that I feel terrible."
"That's good."
Hou Tu nodded, his voice soft and gentle, which sounded extremely comfortable.
Then Hou Tu realized something and asked curiously: "Is the Supreme Saint going to give a sermon?"
"Well, I'm going to take a look and verify my guess."
Wang Ping's eyes flashed slightly and he spoke.
Hou Tu was curious: "What guess?"
"I can't tell you yet, let's go, let's go find the Xuanming Ancestral Witch."
Without saying much, Wang Ping flew all the way to the Wu Clan territory.
Although he has been in the Wu Clan for so long, Wang Ping has not seen Xuan Ming much.
That is to say, I saw him a few times when I was fighting with him, but I didn't see him after that.
Xuan Ming Shen is mysterious and has no idea what he is up to.
In fact, Wang Ping had a vague guess. Apart from the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Evil Formation, what else was worthy of study by the strongest ancestral witch of the Wu Clan.
After going to the meeting hall, Hou Tu went to find someone, and soon Xuan Ming appeared.
"Wuzhan, do you have a problem with me?"
Looking at Wang Ping, Xuan Ming showed a smile on his face.
Xuan Ming saw all the changes Wang Ping brought to the Wu clan after his arrival.
Compared with before, the strength of the Wu clan has at least reached a higher level.
After pondering for a while, Wang Ping said: "Well, it is a very important matter. I wonder if I can find a safe place where no one can know about it."
What Wang Ping was talking about was naturally about the Blood Refining Technique. He had never passed this skill on to the Wu Clan.
His physical strength has improved so rapidly over the years. In addition to the training of the fighting holy body, it is also inseparable from the automatic operation of the blood-moving and body-refining art.
"Okay, come with me."
After pondering for a while, Xuan Ming took Wang Ping and Hou Tu and walked to the room behind the meeting hall.
There was a secret door in the room. Wang Ping followed it and could vaguely feel that this road led underground.
From time to time, fleeting runes flashed on the walls on both sides of the passage, and it was obvious that a powerful formation had been arranged.
