After the meeting, Chen Ping took a long look at the ancient tower in the center when he walked out of the meeting hall.
In the formation, you can have a panoramic view of the ancient pagoda.
The writing on the ancient pagoda is also clearly visible, and there are no blocking measures.
"Don't read, I've already inquired. Those words only contributed some value to activating the ancient underground palace tower, and had no effect on the confinement technique. The same is true for several other villages." Seeing that Chen Ping was taking it seriously, Xiyue He came over and told softly.
Chen Ping turned around and nodded:
"Let's go back."
After leaving the formation, Chen Ping did not go back to the cave directly. Instead, he went to the only shop in the village alone.
From the battle more than twenty days ago, Chen Ping brought back two third-level monsters. He believed that others would also bring back more or less.
He didn't need meat, but other monks did.
The other monks didn't need the skin, but he did.
In the Western Wilderness, it is not easy to buy the skin of a third-level monster.
After stating his intention, the shopkeeper respectfully said:
"No one is selling demon beast skins on consignment in the store. How many do you want to buy, Senior Chen? I can spread the word and purchase them on behalf of Senior Chen."
Chen Ping agreed:
"As long as it is the skin of a third-level monster, I will buy it. But I will only buy the skin of a third-order monster."
"I don't have spirit stones, but I have the flesh of two complete third-level monsters, which I can exchange for."
There are not many talisman masters here, so there is no need for so many talisman masters.
Because of this, the meat here is much more valuable than the skin.
"Senior Chen, don't worry. The third-level monster meat is very popular in the village. As long as the junior releases the news, there will naturally be monks willing to exchange it." The shopkeeper immediately said, this store is doing the work of a middleman.
The next step is to talk about price.
After calculation, Chen Ping's two third-level monsters are not small. The meat of one third-level monster can be exchanged for seven to ten complete third-level monster skins.
Of course, the store needs to charge a certain handling fee.
It’s not very expensive, probably only about 5%.
After all, the village was not big, so if it was really expensive, the monks would be willing to sell it door to door. There are only dozens of foundation building and golden elixir cultivators here.
Chen Ping is a 'poor' and does not have a spirit stone, so the handling fee is still deducted with monster meat.
After the negotiation was completed, Chen Ping immediately returned to the cave to get the monster meat.
The original plan was to wait for a period of time before selling the monster meat. By that time, the monster meat on everyone's hands would be almost exhausted. The third-level monster meat would be more expensive, but by that time, the skin of the monster would also be almost consumed. .
Too lazy to bother, just exchange it directly.
"Senior, have you finished all the monster meat?" the shopkeeper asked Chen Ping while recording the weight of the monster meat in the book.
"Well, please keep the skin until it's finished. I'll come back to pick it up in a few years."
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After returning to the cave, Chen Ping continued to practice slowly. He has so many things to practice.
The method is like this.
So is the magic.
The same goes for the confinement technique.
The same is true for the understanding of sword intention.
Xiyue spent all her time exploring the underground palace runes, and occasionally went out with the team to explore other sect ruins.
In her opinion, she is the master and has promised to take Chen Ping back, so she should do her best.
There was no telling the time in the cave. Half a year later, Chen Ping, who was sitting on the jade bed, pressed down his hands and exhaled.
[Five Qi Dynasty Yuantian Chapter (Proficient): 1/100. 】
Four and a half years.
The golden elixir technique finally advanced to the first level.
This is only the simplest layer.
The practice of Jindan Kung Fu is really not easy.
Over the years, Chen Ping has not relaxed his practice and improvement of his cultivation. He knew that Canglan Grassland was extremely dangerous, and every improvement in his cultivation level meant more chances of survival.
Moreover, the practice of confinement technique also requires the support of cultivation realm.
The higher the cultivation level, the better.
Continue to practice.
Another half year later.
In front of the dark Sword Intent Avenue, Chen Ping took a small step with difficulty, and suddenly felt the majestic Sword Intent sweeping over him, as if it was going to tear him apart.
There was no wind, and his robes were flying in the strong wind.
His own sword intent suddenly exploded, resisting the resistance of the sword intent in the avenue of sword intent.
After the violent wind suddenly rose, slowly, the sword intention in the sword intention avenue became gentler. Although it was still powerful, it was no longer repulsive.
Chen Ping breathed a long sigh of relief.
'Finally another step forward. '
'The second small step. '
He saw the phantom of words swimming and floating in the Sword Intent Avenue again, and knowing that there was new content of the spell, he quickly calmed down and memorized all the words.
Then he continued to understand the meaning of the sword.
It wasn't until his spiritual power was nearly exhausted and he was thrown out that Chen Ping, sitting on the jade bed, took a deep breath for a while.
It is not easy to comprehend the sword intention every time.
After he practiced the technique for a while and allowed himself to regain some spiritual power, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, stood up, sat down at the desk, and wrote down the words he just saw in Jianyi Dao.
After reading it together with the previous text, Chen Ping shook his head with some regret.
Still not complete.
When put together they are still just part of the spell.
but.
It can be seen that just like the previous speculation, as long as you take a small step forward in the Sword Intent Avenue, you can see more spell content.
In this case, one day we will be able to see the full picture of the spell.
There is no rush for this spell, there is plenty of time.
Chen Ping stood up and looked back, only to find that the raw spiritual stones on the jade bed were all dim and had no spiritual energy.
After a few years, not much of the raw spiritual stone ore stolen from under Bai Yujiao's nose has been used.
Originally it was only planned to be used until the war started, but now the war has passed for more than a year.
'It seems like we have to steal some more raw spiritual stones. '
Chen Ping thought for a while and decided to steal from the evil spirit mine guarded by the white feather dragon.
Small raw mines are not that deep, which is not conducive to their own advantages.
The other large raw mines are too far away, and there is only one that is relatively close.
Although the Evil Spirit Mine was stolen once, the 110-mile-deep place has been basically hollowed out.
But it can still go a little higher. After all, Baiyu Jiao only has a depth of seventy or eighty miles.
But not now, now he is running low on spiritual power.
Wait until tomorrow.
Chen Ping immediately meditated and practiced the exercises.
The next day, Chen Ping emptied his storage bag to ensure that Xiyue did not go out in the quiet room, then left all his belongings in the quiet room, and then randomly changed his appearance for himself.
After silently reciting the earth escape spell, he disappeared into the quiet room again.
Because of the previous experience, there was no need to explore the route this time. After a few hours, we arrived underground at the Evil Spirit Mine.
After inspecting the situation as usual, he then dived to a depth of nearly 100 miles, found a narrow cave, resumed his true form and started digging for spiritual minerals.
Without exception, the white feather dragon appeared again about eighty miles away. After seeing someone stealing the mine again, the white feather dragon became extremely angry.
Anger and confusion beyond imagination.
Obviously he has already dealt with the guy named Xuan Yipan.
Why another one?
It is obvious that monks with such powerful earth escape skills have been rare for so many years. Why have two appeared in the past few years?
Or are these two people clearly the same person?
Am I being taken advantage of?
Was it used as a tool to kill Xuan Yipan?
"Ang~ang~"
Thinking of this, Baiyu Jiao became extremely irritable.
He was a big boss in the late third level, but he was actually deceived by a monk in the early stage of the Golden Core.
How can I bear this?
He cheated, and he came back to mine again.
It was also specially dug.
After Chen Ping confirmed that Bai Yujiao's cultivation level had not improved, he started mining with peace of mind again.
"Duang, Duang, Duang!"
Two hours later, Chen Ping looked up. He saw a white-feathered dragon lying in an abandoned underground cave. It no longer roared along with Chen Ping's mining. Instead, it drooped its head and lowered its eyes, looking delicate. He looked at Chen Ping's every move with a pitiful look.
Chen Ping was speechless.
Such a large raw mine, with a depth of hundreds of miles, do you need so much?
What happened to me, a dignified golden elixir monk, who dug up several bags of raw spiritual stones from you?
"Duang, Duang, Duang!"
More than three hours later, Chen Ping finished his mining, glanced at the heartbroken Bai Yujiao, turned around and fled away.
'The amount this time should last another three or four years. '
'I can't come again in the future. This time, Baiyu Jiao thought that Xuan Yipan who stole the mine was dead, so he completely relaxed his vigilance. After this time, maybe the White Feathered Dragon will try his best to find some way to cause harm to places 100 miles deep. '
Chen Ping is not sure if there is such a method, but the world is full of surprises, so it is better to be cautious.
'I hope we can get out of Canglan Grassland in three or four years. '
'If it still doesn't work, the spiritual mines can only find other ways. '
Back in the quiet room, Chen Ping tidied up and got a storage bag of spirit stones and gave them to Xiyue.
"It's been several years and you still haven't made up a reason?" Xiyue looked at the poured out spiritual stone and saw that Chen Ping didn't give any explanation or explanation, so she couldn't help but tease.
She was naturally referring to the source of the raw spiritual stone ore.
Chen Ping did not answer her directly. Seeing the manuscript of the confinement technique beside her, he asked:
"How is your training in the confinement technique going, Master?"
"I'm getting started, but it's not easy to understand. The differences between the runes and formation patterns are quite big, so I can only take my time and think about it. It's a pity that your cultivation level is a little low, and you may have a poor understanding of the confinement technique. Difficult, otherwise as a talisman master, you can try to practice a little or two." Xiyue said.
Chen Ping picked up her manuscript and looked at it. It was densely packed with notes about her experiences.
I have to say that this cheap master is quite talented.
They have all reached the 14th rune.
That's right, being able to become a Nascent Soul cultivator means you cannot be an unknown person. You are a genius among geniuses.
There are so many monks in the entire Western Wasteland, but there are only two Nascent Souls.
Why.
I really envy these geniuses.
I have practiced 14 runes in just over a year.
I'm different.
After a year of hard work, the Confinement Technique has reached the second half stage of 'proficiency'.
I have only practiced the 21st rune.
Why.
Really.
"Do you still have your nameless wine?" Xiyue didn't know Chen Ping's inner activities, so she hesitated and asked.
Chen Ping took out a pot of ground and gave it to her and said:
"Easy to drink. Every time I give you a jug of wine, you'll finish it within three days. There aren't many jugs left, and we can't brew it here."
When she first came, there were only about ten pots. After entering Canglan Grassland, apart from giving her three pots at the beginning, she was given one pot every six months.
Nowadays there really aren’t many left.
This master is real.
No matter how old you are, you are not worried at all.
You still need me, the apprentice, to remind you.
Really are.
Be both a disciple and a father.
"I know." Xi Yue rolled her eyes and then...
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In the days that followed, Chen Ping continued to practice life regularly and orderly.
Three years passed in a blink of an eye.
In the past three years, he spent most of his time in a quiet room. Occasionally (at most once a year) he went to the outside of the village to show off for a while, and sometimes he took a walk in the village and chatted with Feng Li.
I was really bored, so I went to Xiyue's quiet room to supervise Master's practice.
Over the past few years, various spells and exercises have made good progress.
During this period, the guardians of the ancient pagoda also convened all the golden elixirs to discuss the current interpretation of the confinement technique. In the first two years after the war, the three core members made very good progress in interpreting the confinement technique.
Unfortunately, in the past year or two, progress has slowed down significantly.
Comprehension of the Confinement Technique has become more difficult.
Many monks began to become a little anxious.
Chen Ping is making good progress, but given his unique situation, he has not shared all he has learned. Xiyue's situation is also special. She does not want to reveal her identity as a Nascent Soul, so she also does not share all her insights.
This day.
In his spare time from training, Chen Ping went to the shop and needed to get back all the skins of the third-level monsters that the hall master exchanged for him.
When I arrived at the shop, I heard a group of foundation-building monks discussing in a low voice from a distance:
"Why haven't I seen Senior Sui come out recently? I don't know how well the runes are interpreted." One person sighed.
"I heard that it went smoothly at the beginning, but as we get to the end, it becomes more difficult. I'm afraid it won't go smoothly."
"Do you still need to ask? The three seniors of Sui were so high-spirited back then. We could often see them talking and laughing in the village. Now, we haven't seen them leave the formation for at least a whole year. Isn't this obvious? .”
"Hey, you talk about a quick victory. I'm afraid this time it will still take a hundred years."
"In a hundred years, those Jindan seniors can wait. Hey, I will already be a handful of loess by then."
"Don't think about it. Even if we decipher those runes in a hundred years, we may not be able to find a way out of Canglan Grassland. We will end our lives here."
"Just give up like that?"
"Then what else can we do? The golden elixir is powerless, so what else can we do to build the foundation?"
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When Chen Ping walked into the shop, the discussion among the foundation builders stopped abruptly, and they all stood up to greet him.
"Senior Chen." *N.
Some of the foundation builders may have known that their comments about the golden elixir were listened to by Chen Ping, and they felt a little uneasy in front of Chen Ping.
Chen Ping just nodded and said nothing.
He could understand the helpless feeling of having one's fate in someone else's hands.
In fact, it was not just these foundations. When they learned that the guardians of the ancient pagoda were not making good progress, some golden elixirs also fell into confusion, even giving up on themselves, or completely lying down.
Many times, we step onto a stage that we did not choose and perform a script that we did not choose.
In this life, the probability of things that a person can decide by himself is no more than 5%.
95% of things are beyond your control.
No one is exempt.
We cannot decide our birth, our IQ, or too many things.
Chen Ping is also grateful that he has the ability to hold his destiny in the palm of his hand.
To be honest, after the war, he never thought about relying on others to find a way. That might be possible, but it might take one hundred, two hundred, or three hundred years.
He couldn't wait.
Even though Xiyue told him that it was impossible for a monk with low cultivation level to break the imprisonment and could only attack him at best, he remained unmoved and resolutely embarked on his own path to overcome this difficulty.
There is still no way to unlock the prison. But even so, Chen Ping never thought about giving up or leaving his fate in the hands of the guardian of the ancient pagoda.
To a certain extent, this has less to do with the panel and more to do with a change in mentality.
When he was in Lianyuncheng, he basically pinned his fate of getting out of Lianyuncheng on several major families, and in the end he followed the Ning Mansion out of Lianyungcheng.
But now, he no longer wants to sit still and wait for death.
Since life really encounters this kind of helpless script.
There are only two choices before you, one is to give up the performance, and the other is to perform the established script well.
Chen Ping chose the latter.
This is true even without a panel, even if the chances of the outcome are slim.
"Senior Chen, are you here to get the animal skins?" When the shopkeeper saw Chen Ping coming in, he quickly greeted him with quick eyes and hands.
Chen Ping said calmly:
"Yes, could you please pick it up, the shopkeeper, is it all ready?"
"It's all ready. The last piece of skin was just sent by a Taoist friend who used to buy meat on credit. I originally wanted to send it to Senior Chen, but I never thought that Senior would come in person. Senior Chen will be later." The shopkeeper trotted to the backstage of the shop. , and soon reappeared.
A total of 26 third-level monster skins were exchanged.
The reason why so many were exchanged is because 19 of them were goods obtained during the war.
At that time, everyone was red-blooded, and there were very few corpses of monsters.
In other words, these 19 pictures are all incomplete.
On the contrary, when the monks went out to hunt beasts later, the monster skins they obtained were relatively intact. It can be seen that they deliberately did not use spells that were too lethal and violent.
'With these skins, not to mention making money, the talisman skins for the entire Jindan period are completely enough. '
After Chen Ping got the talisman, he didn't stay much and went straight back to his cave.
After eight years of pill formation, the current level is already 'Entry: 99/100'. '
It only takes a few months at most to enter the second level of Jindan.
(End of chapter)
