"Brother Ping?"
Dayu flew over and looked at Wang Ping who appeared with a look of shock on his face.
Wang Ping smiled and nodded, looked at Wuzhiqi and said, "Little monkey, do you know me?"
"Ping, fellow Taoist brother Ping, that senior brother Ping who dares to fight the Taoist ancestor?"
Wuzhiqi's eyes widened and he looked at Wang Ping in front of him in disbelief.
Hearing this, Wang Ping laughed loudly and said: "Yes, it's me, little monkey. Let me ask you, why do you want to cause destruction in the water?"
"I didn't do any damage. A voice told me that there is a treasure in the river. When I made some noise while looking for the treasure, he came to beat me."
Wuzhiqi answered, holding up the stick in his hand and showing it to Wang Ping.
Wang Ping's eyes flashed slightly, and he nodded: "Forget it, I don't want to pursue so much, Wuzhiqi, would you like to practice with me?"
Wuzhiqi was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly showed a look of surprise, and he knelt down directly: "Meet the master!"
"Well!"
Wang Ping's face stiffened. He didn't say that he wanted to take Wuzhi Qi as his disciple.
Forget it, it's rare that this guy has already knelt down and called Master, so let's just accept it.
"Get up, come under my door, and stop doing evil and killing innocent people. Is it possible to do that?"
Wang Ping looked at Wuzhi Qi and asked in a dignified manner.
Wuzhiqi nodded: "If I can do it, Master won't let me do it, even if I'm killed."
"Well, what I want is your words, and I will teach you some magical powers."
Wang Ping smiled and didn't talk nonsense. He passed on a bunch of spells such as Dou Zhan Holy Body, Blood Moving Body Refining Technique, Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Divine Powers, etc.
After the transmission, Wang Ping said: "I will send you to a place to practice. Just go and practice well. Don't cause trouble. If you get beaten, don't blame me for not warning you."
"Okay, okay, I will definitely not cause trouble to Master."
Wuzhi Qi hurriedly answered and assured.
Wang Ping nodded and told Wuzhi Qi not to resist, and the next moment he put Wuzhi Qi into the demon refining pot.
Looking at Dayu who was filled with envy, Wang Ping asked: "How far have you been tempered?"
"Ninety-nine, stuck."
With a wry smile, Dayu replied.
Wang Ping nodded, not surprised. After more than 100 million years, if Dayu had not been tempered to 99%, he would have simply been killed.
And if you want to break through 100, you need the blood of his fellow Taoist Brother Ping. It is impossible for ordinary people to refine to 100% on their own.
"Daxia Keli?"
Wang Ping did not rush to ask Dayu to refine the demon pot, but asked.
Dayu was stunned for a moment and replied: "I have this idea, but I haven't implemented it yet."
"Well, it can be established now. When Daxia is established and the throne is passed on, you can go and practice in my treasure."
Wang Ping smiled lightly and told Dayu a piece of news that made him extremely excited.
Anyway, it was idle time. Wang Ping and Dayu went back and told Dayu about feudalism, such as enfeoffment, hereditary inheritance, official rule and so on.
After hearing this, Dayu called the human race to formulate a more specific plan and immediately announced the establishment of the Xia Dynasty.
On the day of its establishment, Dayu directly gave up the throne to his son Qi and ran to retreat in Wang Ping's Demon Refining Pot.
In addition to Dayu, some human beings who had cultivated to the level of human immortals according to Wang Ping's instructions were also put into the Demon Refining Pot by Wang Ping.
"Master, I don't want to be the King of Xia, I also want to practice."
Looking at Wang Ping pitifully, Qi begged.
Wang Ping was speechless. After thinking for a while, he simply asked King Zhou to be found.
"I do."
At this time, King Zhou's cultivation was still very poor, so he was overjoyed when he heard this and agreed.
Qi Da said happily: "Haha, okay, okay, then you will be the King of Xia, ancestor, I will go and practice."
Wang Ping, who couldn't stop laughing, threw Qi into the demon refining pot. He didn't care who was the king of Xia. As long as he could make the God-conferring Catastrophe happen, he could do the mission.
After settling matters on the human race, Wang Ping left.
"The system, it's time for Wuzhi Qi and the rewards for establishing the Xia Dynasty to be distributed!"
The speechless system said: "I won't miss you, ten thousand fairy crystals."
Hearing that it was Immortal Crystal again, Wang Ping was speechless and twitched: "This thing is good, but it takes too much time to refine. Can you change it to another one?"
"It took time because you were weak in strength at the time. Now you can refine it much faster. You can completely ignore this concern."
The system opened its mouth and explained to Wang Ping.
Wang Ping was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, he extracted the Immortal Crystal, threw a piece into his mouth, and felt it carefully.
After a while, Wang Ping opened his eyes, which were extremely bright.
It's true, now that he is absorbing the Immortal Crystal, his speed is many times faster.
"That's good, just eat it as a snack."
The delighted Wang Ping bit the fairy crystal and headed towards the heaven.
After so many years, I don’t know what happened to Heaven, but it should be about the same as before.
Wang Ping did not hide his aura, and Hongjun from Zixiao Palace gradually discovered the situation.
"This is Brother Ping?"
In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun, who was practicing, opened his eyes and frowned slightly.
The next moment, Hongjun's spiritual consciousness swept over and quickly captured Wang Ping.
Wang Ping, who sensed Hongjun's consciousness, directly and brutally smashed Hongjun's consciousness.
"Peeping at my Taoist Brother Ping again, Hongjun, just wait for me. I will go and fight with you now."
Wang Ping snorted, changed his mind, turned and headed straight towards the Zixiao Palace.
In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun was stunned for a moment and cursed loudly.
"Crazy, you crazy."
Hongjun was really going crazy. He glanced with his consciousness to find out Wang Ping's cultivation level, but the guy started to fight without saying a word.
Who are these people? Why do they love to fight, fight, and fight ghosts so much?
Although his consciousness was shattered by Wang Ping, Hongjun still vaguely felt some of Wang Ping's aura.
"Tiandao, with my strength of rank fourteen, can I defeat him now?"
Hongjun looked very unhappy and asked about the way of heaven in his body.
Tiandao smiled bitterly: "It's difficult. Even if you can defeat him, can you kill him? Unexpectedly, his cultivation is also extremely fast, and he is already at the tenth level."
"There is no benefit in fighting with him. Neither you nor I can afford the price of injury. Over the years, many strange and powerful auras have appeared. I feel that a storm is coming!"
Hongjun was silent after listening. When he was practicing in Zixiao Palace, he felt these powerful auras more than once.
Many people even scanned his Zixiao Palace wildly with their consciousness more than once.
Some of those auras were even more powerful than him now.
Hongjun has a strong sense of crisis and is eager to improve his strength without causing trouble.
But now, just because he felt Wang Ping's aura and glanced at it with his spiritual consciousness, Wang Ping was about to fight him, and Hongjun really wanted to curse.
Why is there such a guy in this world, always ready to fight? Is fighting fun?
"You can't afford to hide from me if you can't offend me. No matter how much you love me, you can say whatever you want. I, Hongjun, don't want the face of this Taoist ancestor."
Hongjun's expression changed for a while, he gritted his teeth and cursed in anger, and then ran away without a trace with Zixiao Palace.
