After leaving Zixiao Palace for the first time, Wang Ping looked for Yao Ji.
Over the years, I have searched for it many times, but I have never found it.
So far, Wang Ping has almost forgotten that there is such a famous person as Yao Ji.
"System, can you guess where she is?"
After pondering for a while, Wang Ping asked the system.
The system replied: "It is definitely not a normal place. If you want to find her, you have to go to some Jedi places in the wild to look for her, similar to the place where the dragon is suppressed."
Wang Ping's eyes flashed slightly, thoughtfully.
From this point of view, we have to go to these places one by one, and also look for them in the sea.
Outside the wild land is the boundless sea. No one knows how big it is.
Wang Ping has been there before, and after flying for a whole month, he still couldn't see the end.
In the end, Wang Ping had no choice but to return.
From this point of view, there must be some secret hidden in the sea that he doesn't know about.
The dragon clan, which has disappeared for a long time, is also in the sea as expected.
As for where the Feng Clan and Qilin Clan are, Wang Ping doesn't know.
In addition to the Dragon Clan, the Feng Clan and Qilin Clan suffered relatively large losses back then, and it is unknown how many of them survived.
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the Swift Wind Meteor Marksmanship."
The system voice sounded, and Wang Ping was given the reward for pointing out the underworld just now.
After you choose to receive it, a large amount of information pours in.
Soon, Wang Ping succeeded.
Wang Ping was pleasantly surprised to find that this spear technique was no weaker than the Dragon Breaking Spear Technique he had mastered.
"Hey, it's okay, Brother Ping, I'm a real marksman now."
Wang Ping, who felt happy in his heart, said goodbye to the Jade Emperor and Dongyue Emperor, and left the heaven.
After leaving the Heavenly Court, Wang Ping headed straight for the Netherworld Blood Sea.
"System, how to find the flat peach tree and yellow plum?"
On the way, Wang Ping asked about the system.
The system said: "Don't ask me, I don't know. We might meet you if we are destined."
"No, this, the prehistoric era is so big, the chance of encountering it is very low!"
Wang Ping's face was so dark that this system was too unreliable.
The system was helpless: "I really don't know. You can't see anything about these innate spiritual roots before they grow up. Only when they grow up can you know how different they are."
"But host, don't worry. When they mature, they will cause strange phenomena. Just rush there when the time comes."
Nodding, Wang Ping had no choice but to do this.
After a quick trip, Wang Ping arrived at the Netherworld Blood Sea more than a month later.
The main reason is that Wang Ping is currently showing his early stage quasi-sage strength and does not dare to fly too fast.
Before waiting for the Netherworld Blood Sea, Wang Ping couldn't help but frown.
He discovered that there were all kinds of souls near this Netherworld Sea of Blood.
Some souls are still fighting with each other, making it a mess.
Seeing Wang Ping coming, some of them lost their minds and the evil ghosts pounced on them to attack.
"roll!"
Wang Ping snorted and knocked the ghost away.
Although reincarnation is now complete, not all ghosts have entered reincarnation.
Some are unwilling, and some are unconscious like those who attacked him just now and don't know where to go.
Others have no idea what their intentions are.
The establishment of the underworld is indeed necessary.
If you don't want to, you can just catch them and throw them into reincarnation.
Those who are unconscious can also find ways to solve them, such as transition.
Thinking of this, Wang Ping couldn't help but frown. Without Ksitigarbha, who would transform the evil spirits?
"Amitabha, the poor monk Tianzang, comes to hell to save evil spirits. If hell is not empty, I will not become a Buddha."
While Wang Ping was thinking, a voice came from a distant place, accompanied by a bright Buddha light.
The confused Wang Ping scratched his head, what Tianzang, what kind of ghost is this?
At this moment, there was a splash in the sea of blood not far ahead, and a figure came out with a group of Asuras.
Wang Ping took a look and found that it was Indra, the leader of the four demon generals.
Indra appeared, looking directly towards the direction where the Buddha's light was shining in the distance.
But soon, Indra noticed Wang Ping and couldn't help being stunned.
"Who are you and what are you doing near my Netherworld Blood Sea?"
Looking at Wang Ping, Indra said coldly.
Wang Ping said casually: "I'll take a walk, can't I?"
"Going for a walk? Do you think I believe it? What do you want to do? Are you with that monk Tianzang?"
Indra said with a slight hum.
Wang Ping smiled: "No, I am the Divine Master of Heaven."
"Heavenly Master? What, you are Heavenly Master?"
Indra was stunned for a moment, and his expression changed slightly.
Nowadays, all living beings in the wild do not know that the Heavenly Master is second only to the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother in Heaven.
His status is even higher than that of the Four Emperors, the Thirty-Two Heavenly Emperors, Zhen Yuanzi and others.
"That's right, it's my divine master. What happened to the Tibetan monk that day?"
Wang Ping nodded and asked curiously.
Indra did not answer, and looked Wang Ping up and down.
After a moment, Indra sneered: "Who are you trying to coax? The Celestial Master is as strong as you are in the early stage of a quasi-sage. If you are the Celestial Master, then I am still the Jade Emperor."
Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, and his face darkened.
Good guy, I actually thought he was a fake.
What happened to the early quasi-sage? Was he looked down upon in the early stage of the quasi-sage?
"Indra has been detected questioning the identity of the host, please select."
"One, it's just a trivial matter, don't care about it, the reward for your cultivation is worth ten years."
"Two, reveal your true identity, scare Indra, and reward him with a purple golden bamboo."
"Third, as the little gun god in Langli, fight against Indra, clear the name of the master, and be rewarded with a bag of spicy strips."
The system voice came out and issued a task to Wang Ping.
After listening, Wang Ping's expression froze slightly and he looked confused.
What the hell is Latiao in the last reward?
"Ahem, host, this spicy stick is not that spicy stick, I will never let you down."
The system coughed lightly and explained to Wang Ping.
Hearing what the system said, Wang Ping became curious. He really wanted to see how he could not be disappointed.
Among the three options, Wang Ping decided to choose the third one that rewarded spicy strips.
When I think about it, fellow Taoist Brother Ping has no room for disdain in his eyes, so naturally he cannot ignore it.
As for the second one, he has no problem revealing his identity when he is full.
To deal with an Indra, he didn't just beat him up casually.
Having made up his mind, Wang Ping walked over without any nonsense.
"You don't believe it, right? I'll make you believe it. What happened to the early stage of quasi-sage? Can't the heavenly master be in the early stage of quasi-sage?"
Seeing that Wang Ping seemed to be about to take action, Indra's expression turned ugly and he took the initiative to fly out.
"Looking for death, even if you are really a heavenly master, I, Indra, will not be afraid."
Wang Ping sneered: "I hope your strength is as powerful as what you said."
Wang Ping appeared beside Indra in a flash, and stabbed him with the Purple Lightning Dragon Soul Spear.
A magic knife flashed in Indra's hand, and he raised the knife and chopped it down.
As the leader of the four great demon generals, Indra's strength has reached the quasi-sage stage at this time.
Swords and guns collided, and both sides retreated.
Neither Wang Ping nor Indra used their full strength in this attack.
After a test blow, Wang Ping raised his spear again, this time using the White Dragon Po in the Dragon Po War Spear Technique.
The man and the gun merged into one, just as he chose to be tough just now, Indra sneered, the black light on the sword surged, and he rushed towards Wang Ping.
