Since she couldn't think of it, she would no longer investigate this matter.

After all, Du Yu and Tian Feng have already taken action. If they can't do anything to each other, what can she do?

Sometimes it is better to have less than more things, and it is not good to go to the bottom of the matter.

But in six years, it was their turn to the border of that field.

She said intimately: "It seems that there will be more blood this time. Let other fellow Taoists from the clan go to the border of the barbarian domain to guard the situation so as not to encounter any unexpected things at that time."

After thinking about it, Jiang Ruoliu flew towards the Luofeng Forest. Before the clan could react, he found an excuse to settle the matter.

Anyway, dead Taoist friends will not die.

Now that Cao Yu, among the five clans, died in the death kalpa of the God of Transformation, Qin Ding is old, and he has been in the process of transformation for only three or five years. Although there are many Nascent Soul cultivators, they are all in the early stages of cultivation.

It is not a threat to her.

When she went to the clan's place and discussed the matter, the three Xuanyuan Sect had already returned to Yuanxiao City.

Zhang Shiping said goodbye to the two, and immediately escaped into the secret realm of Chaos Wind and flew towards several thatched courtyards on the hillside in the quiet wind area on the other side.

In this chaotic secret, except for those thatched cadres that existed since ancient times, there are no other buildings.

Now, with the previous generation of monks ascended or transformed, he also had a small courtyard that belonged to him in the secret realm.

As soon as Zhang Shiping stepped into the courtyard, he immediately felt an extremely cool breath pouring into Baihui on his head. The injuries he had suffered before actually felt stable.

However, he already knew about this, so there was nothing to be shocked.

With a flash of figure, he appeared in the house the next moment, sitting on his knees on a quaint futon.

After all, this is why only the Nascent Soul cultivators of Xuanyuan Sect are qualified to enter this secret realm.

In ancient times, the two monks played against each other here. Its influence has not yet completely disappeared, and a trace of trace is still engraved between this world.

Therefore, the secret realm of the Luanfeng became the retreat place for many ancestors of Xuanyuan Sect after being injured.

In the past, Jifeng practiced the "Blood Soul Catalogue" with this realm, and suppressed a large number of blood souls backfire and kept his soul clear.

Right now, Zhang Shiping's small courtyard is owned by Zeng Economy.

As soon as he sat down, he took out a bronze lamp to ignite it. At the same time, the Flame Fallen Spirit Tower turned into a ray of spiritual light, slowly rising from the cover of the sky. In the circling, faint blood flowed down from the tower.

, cover the whole body.

Taking advantage of this, Zhang Shiping began to practice the method of "Swap the Yuan and Transform the Soul", turning the blood soul refined by Luo Qi, a god-turning cultivator, into pure soul power, and slowly refine it.

As for the injury, although it seemed terrifying, it began to recover at an extremely fast speed within the range of the bronze lamp flame.

The black jade with ice patterns on the left half of the body turned into a body, and began to fade away little by little, gradually turning into a fire spirit body with golden and red colors.

But it seems that this continuous process will not end in a short while.

Zhang Shiping was not in a hurry, and there was nothing wrong with him around here.

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Time passed by little by little, and it was two years later.

In the secret realm of chaos and wind, a monk in green was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, motionless like a wooden sculpture.

The light and shadow in the house were dim, and you could vaguely see the face of this person, which was Zhang Shiping.

However, his body is a bit illusory and has a sense of drift.

After more than a month, Zhang Shiping slowly stood up and walked out of the thatched hut.

As soon as he left the wooden door, under the sun, he couldn't help but look up and squinted at the sky.

Soon, he walked to the yard, just between walking, although there was a slight footsteps, but there was no shadow to follow behind him.

Three or four miles away from the courtyard, a young monk wearing a jade-colored dark-printed golden bamboo leaf patterned dress was walking leisurely. As he walked, the man suddenly fell to the ground and looked at the one in the sky boredly

Mobilized Baiyun.

Suddenly, he noticed something, and did not get up and sit up, but rolled around the ground and looked out of the corner of his eyes.

I saw Zhang Shiping pushing open the door of his yard and slowly walking out, and the two of them looked at each other.

The young monk felt a little embarrassed, and a carp jumped up from the ground. After patting the dust on his body, he quickly walked towards Zhang Shiping.

"When did you come here?" the young monk asked respectfully.

"In the past two years, when Changqiu was practicing at that time, I didn't bother you. Since you have broken through, we can justify Taoist friends." Zhang Shiping said.

This person is the newly promoted Nascent Soul monk from Xuanyuan Sect decades ago, named Yi Changqiu. Don’t look like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, but he is actually over three hundred years old.

"Then I won't quit, and see the friends who have passed away." Yi Changqiu said.

"I have met fellow Taoist Changqiu." Zhang Shiping responded with a smile.

After saluting each other, the two of them immediately burst into laughter.

"Sit." Zhang Shiping sat on the ground and patted the sand beside him.

Yi Changqiu was not artificial and sat down without saying a word.

Suddenly, he noticed some clues and asked, "Shiheng is this?"

"It's just a spiritual incarnation. I am currently practicing in the Rift Wind Valley." Zhang Shiping said casually.

"This is not just a simple incarnation of the soul. If I hadn't seen the shadow, I would have thought you were the deity here. The soul has become real, and I'm afraid that even some great monks would not be able to do such magical powers. When I entered the sect, I was in the world.

Heng is already the Nascent Soul of the Sect. I don’t expect that more than three hundred years have passed. You have actually reached the late stage of cultivation, far from the middle stage of rumors outside the world. Sure enough, things that you have not seen with your own eyes cannot be trusted." Yi Changqiu sighed

One sound.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shiping shook his head and said, "By chances over the past two years, I have made a slight breakthrough in spiritual and soul cultivation, but my own magic power has not improved. If you want to truly break through the later stage, it is still far away."

However, after hearing this, Yi Changqiu was a little dissatisfied and said:

"The soul has reached such a high level. At that time, like the "The Method of Enlightenment of Immortality", the power of the soul will feed back the body and increase one's own cultivation. Shi Heng's breakthrough is already destined to be later, and the only time is missing.

If I encounter a strong enemy outside, I hope that Shi Heng will help. "

"You and me are the same as the same source, and I see it. As long as I call, I will go all out." Zhang Shiping said without thinking.

Just as before, as soon as Du Yu received a message from Jiang Si, he learned that he was in danger, and without saying a word, he crossed the entire Nanzhou from Yuanxiao City and rushed to the ancient city of the barbarian border within six hours.

Sacrifice Mingyu Xuanguang Mirror to help.

If Du Yu can do this, he will naturally do so.

Among the monks of the sect, they should be watching and helping each other. Those who move forward should also turn around and pull back the later generations. This is true from generation to generation, and the inheritance is endless.

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