it's me. "
Chen Ping put away the evil-killing talisman and Wan Lei Bamboo and walked over.
When the seven people saw it was Chen Ping, they were completely relieved.
As soon as they relaxed, the legs of the two monks who were exhausted from their spiritual power softened and they stumbled to the ground.
"Thank you, Senior Chen, for your help and life-saving grace. We will remember this in our hearts for the rest of our lives." The middle-aged monk at the head solemnly clasped his hands.
Chen Ping stepped forward and looked at them.
One of them lost a hand. In addition, the female cultivator who was rescued by Chen Ping was hit by Xie Sui and was the most seriously injured. No one else was injured, but their spiritual power was completely exhausted and they would recover after a period of rest.
"In your situation, there is no way you can return to Luoyue City overnight. Let's go up the mountain to rest for the night and go back tomorrow." Chen Ping withdrew his gaze.
Qi training monks are not capable of walking 500 miles overnight.
"I thought so too, but I'm bothering Senior Chen."
Chen Ping made the flying sword grow bigger, wrapped several people in spiritual power, and carried their swords back to the dilapidated cave on the main peak of Lingxiao Sect.
Each family explained what they wanted and just asked them to tidy up themselves. Chen Ping himself arranged some more evil-killing talismans around the perimeter to avoid being targeted by evil spirits again.
When Chen Ping returned to the cave, the seven of them had almost tidied up. Everyone was sitting around on the temporary straw mat, refining Qi-Building Pills and restoring their spiritual power.
"Now that the outside is so dangerous, why are you still running around in groups?" Chen Ping said.
Hearing this, the middle-aged monk smiled bitterly and introduced their situation.
In order to survive, they often need to go out into the forest to find financial resources. After all, they cannot always rest on their laurels or rely on Yun Haitang for help.
They usually don't recognize each other when they are in the city, but when it comes to going out for action, they still prefer to stay together as members of their own family.
This time I left the city to look for medicinal materials, ores, etc.
Currently in the return stage.
This evening, I met a foundation-building monk whom I had met before. At that time, night had fallen, and everyone found a cave to rest together, preparing to set off back to Luoyue City early tomorrow morning.
Then I encountered evil spirits at that time.
The foundation-building monk was defeated and turned into a mummy by the evil spirits.
Then they fled all the way here.
During this period, three more family members were killed.
The disciple who had a broken arm was also injured by evil spirits, and his entire arm was completely withered. In order to avoid harming his whole body, he chose to cut off one arm with a knife.
It wasn't until I met Chen Ping that I saved my life.
"I forgot to state my name. My name is Yun Feng. These guys are named...," a middle-aged monk named Yun Feng introduced Chen Ping to the Yun family disciples present one by one.
Chen Pingyuan originally wanted to remind them to stay away from the city. Today's Qingyun Territory is full of crises.
But think about how you can live without leaving the city?
What can be done?
Not everyone has the complete preparations and the high income of drawing talismans like him. Even if they are Talisman Masters, not all Talisman Masters can purify spiritual energy like him without affecting the quality of the Talisman.
If you want to survive, you have to make real money.
"Please be careful. If you can endure it, endure it as long as you can. Only if you are alive can you wait until the day when Qingyun Domain is saved." Chen Ping said calmly.
"Senior Chen is right about what he said." Yunfeng said sarcastically.
"..."
"Senior Chen, can this fog formation really be broken? I see that many people have begun to practice magic skills." A disciple of the Yun family asked.
Because Chen Ping is the head of the family and belongs to his own family, they don't have many taboos about speaking in front of Chen Ping.
Frankly speaking, many people practice magic skills.
Chen Ping said calmly:
"It can always be broken."
After a pause, he felt it was necessary to remind them, so he said:
"other people
I have no control over what to do. But you'd better not be in a hurry to stop practicing Kung Fu, as Demonic Kung Fu is not that easy to practice. Let’s wait and see. "
"Well, listen to senior."
"..."
Chen Ping was bored, so he chatted with everyone for a while, mainly talking about what they saw and heard, but not at all about his own affairs.
During the chat, the female cultivator named Yun Hongyu who had been hit hard by evil spirits kept looking pale and spoke very little.
It doesn't seem to be in good condition.
"How are you?" Chen Ping asked her.
Yun Hongyu nodded with difficulty:
"Thank you, Senior Chen, for your concern. Ahem, it won't be a problem. Ahem, after some time...it should be fine."
Although she was attacked by evil spirits, it was an indirect injury. According to her own words, her body did not suffer from withering of flesh and blood.
She was a female cultivator, and her chest was injured, so Chen Ping couldn't evaluate her.
He could only take out the previous Wan Lei Bamboo that had been struck by 500 lightning strikes and handed it to her:
"I've given this to you. It can drive away evil spirits when you wear it. Even if the evil spirit and filth remain in your body, it can be slowly eliminated by wearing it for a long time. If it is not suppressed in time, it will easily turn into evil spirits."
A few medium-grade spiritual stones are not too valuable.
Now that he has a new Wan Lei Bamboo, he no longer looks down on the old one.
"Thank you, senior." Yun Hongyu hesitated for a moment, took the Wan Lei Bamboo, and kept thanking her.
After the demonized evil spirits are rampant in the city, such magical tools or spiritual materials with exorcism properties are often priceless and very precious.
Chen Ping waved his hand and stopped disturbing everyone.
Wu Zi meditates and practices.
...
Early the next morning.
The six members of the Yun family have recovered to some extent, and the spiritual power that needs to be replenished has also been fully replenished.
Only Yun Hongyu showed a more serious trend.
His face was paler, his eyes looked a little dazed, and he was even more shaky when he stood up.
Chen Ping gave her two rounds of rejuvenation, but it only made her slightly improved. She was injured by an evil spirit, not a simple physical injury. I'm afraid there is still some filthy air left in her body.
There was nothing Chen Ping could do about this.
"Senior Chen, in broad daylight, we can go back by ourselves, and we can also look for spiritual materials on the way. It's just Yun Hongyu, can Senior Chen help bring her back?" Yunfeng asked before setting off.
They didn't actually need to find any more spiritual materials, but it was very crowded to carry seven people with the same sword. Moreover, it was not safe to fly so many people over a distance of 500 miles, so Yun Feng said so.
"Okay, be careful." Chen Ping didn't say much.
They are all monks who have been away from home all year round. They are not weak enough to need to be escorted back to the city by themselves.
He picked up Yun Hongyu, wielded his sword and flew out with a whoosh.
Behind them, Yunfeng and his group looked at Chen Ping who flew out, and then looked away after a while.
"Senior Chen, is that sword a magic weapon? I haven't seen any previous city lords fly so fast with their swords."
"No, it's just the second-level magic sword. I heard from the head of the family before that Senior Chen's sword-wielding skills are very good. Even the head of the family at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment can't compare with Senior Chen."
"A few monks from the Shi family in Red Rock City always laughed at me in front of me, saying that our head of the family committed himself to a casual cultivator who was in the early stage of foundation building. I think Senior Chen is pretty good. He defeated the evil spirit alone. The sixth floor of foundation building. Senior Guo didn't even block that evil attack."
Yunfeng slapped his companion on the head several times:
"Don't talk behind people's backs. Get ready, it's time for us to return to the city."
"..."
the other side.
Chen Ping didn't know that his sword control could leave a deep impression on the people behind him.
He had completely forgotten that when he was still a qi-training monk, he had the same state of mind when he saw those foundation-building monks flying up and down in the sky for the first time.
Chen Ping took Yun Hongyu and flew straight into the city before landing. Seeing that she had almost no ability to walk on her own, he sent Buddha to the west.
Send her directly to the house.
Yun Hongyu's house is in an area southwest of Luoyue City. It is a residential area that was added later, far away from the central area of Luoyue City.
This area is on the edge of Luoyue City, and beyond that is the wasteland area outside the city.
It can be regarded as the "suburb" of Xiuxian City.
After coming to Luoyue City for many years, this was the first time that Chen Ping came to a residential area so close to the edge of the city.
Because it was on the edge of Xiuxian City, the people who lived there were monks or mortals with low cultivation level and Qi training stage. When they saw Chen Ping coming, they all gave way and were full of awe.
Chen Ping sent Ye Hongyu to the house and gave her a bottle of rejuvenation pill and a dozen evil-killing charms.
Explained:
"Carrying the evil-killing talisman with you can also suppress the filthy air. During this period, you should learn some spells such as the Purifying Mantra. If you recite it every day, you should be able to recover."
After doing this, it depends on fate whether the evil will continue.
There is only so much Chen Ping can do.
"Thank you, senior." Yun Hongyu thanked him with difficulty.
Chen Ping waved his hand and stood up to say goodbye.
But at this moment, Chen Ping's cuffs. The cloud-winged bird that had been ready to move since entering this street suddenly flapped its wings and flew out, chirping several times in front of Chen Ping.
Then he turned around and flew out.
Chen Ping:? ? ?
(End of chapter)
