After being stunned for a while, Wang Ping finally reacted.
Wang Ping was overjoyed and his face was full of relief. His love for the little fox was not in vain. He was the first one to remember it.
After a long time, the little fox let go of Wang Ping and ran to Shang Yang's side.
After laughing for a while, Shang Yang and the little fox mentioned names.
"Girl, listen to daddy, call me Daya or Cuihua."
Wang Ping came over happily and suggested.
The little fox was stunned for a while, his face darkened, and he glared at Wang Ping angrily.
"Dad, if you leave, am I still not your biological daughter?"
"No, you picked it up originally."
Wang Ping said with a smile.
The expression on the little fox's face froze. She didn't believe this question, mainly because she had never seen Wang Ping's true body.
"Ignore you, stinky daddy, you tease me every day."
After muttering angrily, the little fox discussed with Shang Yang and Fox Ancestor.
After a long time, the little fox came over happily and told Wang Ping that they had decided on the name.
"Tu Su Rongrong!"
After scratching his head, Wang Ping was speechless. Forget it, just call him whatever you want!
In the days that followed, peace was restored again. Wang Ping was in the Fox Clan every day, either refining elixirs or wandering around.
On the little fox's side, Wang Ping passed on some of his newly acquired skills and magical powers.
During the time he was refining alchemy in the Fox clan, system tasks were constantly being stimulated, all of which required quantitative requirements.
Under Wang Ping's suggestion, the system provided everything suitable for the little fox's cultivation.
Wang Ping stayed in the Fox Clan for more than half a year before refining all the materials from the Fox Clan into elixirs.
"It's time to leave. Let's go to the Witch Clan first."
On this day, Wang Ping stood up and said with a slight twinkle in his eyes.
Instead of letting Shang Yang follow, Wang Ping asked Shang Yang to go back to the Demon Court first.
Although Shang Yang was unwilling, he had no choice but to give up when Wang Ping insisted.
"Rong Rong, you stay in Qingqiu, practice well, and listen to Aunt Fox."
At the entrance of Qingqiu, Wang Ping told the little fox to kill Su Rongrong.
Ancestor Fox was discussing friendship with his peers, so it was not an exaggeration for the little fox to call him aunt.
The little fox nodded repeatedly. Wang Ping had already convinced the little fox before that there was no such thing as following him.
"I will be obedient, dad, don't worry."
Looking at Wang Ping reluctantly, the little fox nodded seriously.
Wang Ping laughed and left without saying anything.
After leaving the sight of the Fox Clan, Wang Ping accelerated and moved away quickly.
On the way, Wang Ping had quietly transformed into the form of the great witch Wu Zhan.
Wang Ping took out the ancient dragon elephant blood and threw it into his mouth.
The dragon elephant essence and blood that entered the body was entrenched in Wang Ping's body and did not dissolve immediately.
After running wildly, Wang Ping arrived at the Wu clan.
When he arrived at the room arranged for him by the witch clan, Wang Ping began to retreat.
First use mana to refine these dragon and elephant essences and blood, and then fight, the effect will be twice the result with half the effort.
More than a year later, Wang Ping had almost melted ten drops of dragon and elephant essence and blood, and they were indistinguishable from his own blood.
But Wang Ping knew that this was not over. The energy in the essence and blood of these dragons and elephants was far from being dissolved.
"Let's practice with these two guys, Gong Gong and Zhu Rong first."
After a day of rest, Wang Ping went out and asked someone to find someone for him.
Soon, Zhu Rong and Gonggong slipped out from the retreat.
In fact, the ancestral witches and great witches of the Wu clan do not retreat every day. In addition to the blood-moving and body-refining techniques, they also practice fighting holy bodies.
The fighting holy body needs to be improved in battle.
According to Wang Ping's suggestion, the ancestral witches and great witches of the Wu clan would fight every now and then, giving people the same feeling as before.
"Let's go, come with me to fight, this time I'll make you two cry."
Holding both of them with one arm, Wang Ping laughed wildly.
Gonggong said angrily: "Get out of here, it's not enough for us to beat you up."
"Tch, come on if you have the ability, I have improved a lot in strength."
Curling his lips, Wang Ping glanced at his right hand. When the time comes, he will use this hand to beat these two guys, and they will definitely scream.
With the progress of Gonggong and Zhurong's cultivation, it would be impossible to temper a hand, or at most one finger, in such a short time.
"It is detected that the host invites Zhu Rong and Gonggong to fight, please choose."
"One, use all your strength to defeat the two of them and be rewarded with the magic weapon Sweeping Xiayi."
"Two, fight two people without using magic powers, and you will be rewarded with fifty pieces of Demon Refining Pot materials."
A system voice came out, providing Wang Ping with a task.
Originally, he planned to use the fight to dissolve the ancient dragon-elephant blood in his body, and also to hone the Holy Body of Fighting, so Wang Ping naturally chose the second option.
Went outside, discussed the conditions, and without any more nonsense, the two sides started fighting.
After a few moves, Zhu Rong and Gonggong's expressions changed drastically.
"Wuzhan, your hand?"
"The tempering is finished, look great!"
Wang Ping smiled proudly. Judging from the situation of the two of them, it was obvious that they didn't know that he was Brother Ping.
Zhu Rong and Gonggong were dumbfounded with disbelief on their faces: "What, you've already trained one hand?"
The two of them were shocked. If this were to happen, they would not have finished tempering even one hand bone.
"There is no way, geniuses are so good, they can do things that ordinary people cannot."
Wang Ping was proud and boasted to himself.
The sullen Zhu Rong and Gonggong decided to ignore Wang Ping and give him a good beating.
It's great to practice one hand, but just avoid that hand.
The battle started again, and the three of them started fighting in full swing.
As the ancestral witch of the witch clan, it goes without saying that he has quite a lot of combat experience.
Having them as a sparring partner has been very effective.
It took more than a month for the ancient dragon elephant blood in Wang Ping's body to be completely integrated into his body.
After ten drops of blood, Wang Ping's left hand was completely tempered.
"So powerful!"
Wang Ping sighed, feeling that now his two hands were indestructible and there was nothing that could not be broken.
Wang Ping was in a good mood and left the Wu Clan in exchange for the treasures of heaven and earth that the Wu Clan had collected for him over the past thousand years.
This time, Wang Ping planned to go back to Demon Court to have a look.
He has passed on the blood-moving and body-refining techniques to the Wu clan, but the Demon Court has not yet.
When he returned to Demon Court, Wang Ping took Shang Yang and went directly to Kunpeng.
"Not out of seclusion yet?"
After asking about Kunpeng's situation, Wang Ping frowned.
These two guys are in seclusion to study the formation. Are they not planning to leave seclusion?
If you don't pass on the Demon Court's blood-moving body refining technique, you will gradually be left behind by the Witch Clan.
When the real situation is known, Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun will be surprised if they don't blame him.
"Is there a way for the demon master to contact them? It's important."
After pondering for a while, Wang Ping decided to contact the two of them as soon as possible without delay.
Kunpeng was stunned: "Do we have to find them?"
"Yes, we must contact them."
Wang Ping nodded affirmatively. Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun were the people closest to saints in the prehistoric era.
Especially Donghuang Taiyi, whose strength is even more profound. Wang Ping even suspected that Donghuang Taiyi would be the first to become a saint after being taught the blood-moving and body-refining technique.
Of course, excluding Wang Ping, Donghuang Taiyi has repeatedly gone against the grain, and there is no comparison with him, a cheater.
