The sky is light blue, with only a rough outline of the moon shadow in the west, and the red clouds in the east are gradually dyeing, but there is no light at this moment, the sky and the earth are one, and the source of chaos is vast.

At first dawn, there is an isolated island in the sea in the morning light. The island is shaped like a wedge lying sideways, with long and sloping terrain on one side and high cliffs on the other side.

The rocks below the cliff of the island are cluttered and disorderly, with thousands of piles of snow rolled up. The small square-shelled crabs clinging to the cracks in the rocks were washed away by the waves. Occasionally, some small and old square crabs were unable to hold on to the rocks, so they drifted away with the current.

,luck

After a good struggle, they climbed back to other rocks, pinched the Chlamydomonas growing on the rocks, and stuffed the little crabs into their mouths one by one as if nothing had happened, while those who were unlucky were trapped nearby.

The swimming fish was swallowed into the belly.

The birds that built their nests on the cliffs stretched their necks and flapped their gray wings. A few feathers were blown out of the nest by the wind. The sea breeze blew and the feathers were swaying in the air.

A ray of green light looked at Shang Yuan, but in a moment, the green shadow became bigger and bigger, until it was about 70 to 80 feet away from the cliff. Before the green light stopped, the shadow of a sword dozens of feet long appeared.

It flew from a distance, inserted diagonally into the cliff, and then suddenly fell down. The earth and rocks fell with a roar, and the dust was flying.

At this time, the green light dissipated, and the face of Zhenjun Yu Xing was revealed. However, he snorted softly, waved his sleeves, and the green light spread out, bringing back a red puppet that was still bleeding. This puppet

Only the upper body is slightly carved and slightly curved, just like ordinary people. However, this half of the puppet is dripping with blood and carries a fishy smell.

Zhenjun Yu Xing lightly covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, frowning slightly, and in the smoke and dust in the distance, a dagger no more than two palms long flew towards him and sank into his wide sleeves.

"It turns out that this person is a little clever." Zhenjun Yu Xing looked at the puppet carved in the same mold as Jiang Cang, and saw that in the blue light, the puppet slowly turned into ashes, leaving behind a

A blue-red meat ball the size of a fist, with a grimace clearly growing out of it, exactly what Jiang Cang looked like.

Zhenjun Yu Xing looked at the thumping ball of flesh, and the disappointment in his eyes gradually faded. He stretched out his hand, and as soon as the bluish-red flesh ball touched the palm of his hand, the spring sun melted into his body like melting snow, and a wave of

A mysterious aura lingered around him. Yu Xing's eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't open them until after a cup of tea, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

He chuckled softly: "Lihun Doll, he has inherited a good life-saving magical power, which is not much worse than the "Ten Thousand Swordsman" inherited by me, but I want to see how many times you can share it.

.A slow step will eventually lead to a slow step. You guys can't escape from my grasp!"

Among the red clouds in the distance, a golden sun broke through, and the sparkling golden light on the sea just happened to shine on the face of Patriarch Yu Xing. He walked away to meet the light, and soon disappeared. From the beginning to the end, he never looked at Zhang Shiping's positive sun.

The junior Jindan of Zong took it to heart, but Zhenjun Duyu was worried in vain.

Perhaps one day, when Zhang Shiping can really become a Nascent Soul, he will be qualified to stand in front of him. But by then, he has the confidence to go further in his cultivation, follow in the footsteps of the Ancestor Wanjian, and break away from this broken world.

of binding.

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…

In the Chongling Mountains of Binhai City, following Zhang Shiping's instructions, the Zhang family members who lived near the hill had all moved to other places in just one hour after dawn. Today, there are only more than a thousand Zhang family monks.

The Chongling Mountains are so big, and there are plenty of places to accommodate them.

At this time, Zhang Shiping had already flown back to Cuizhu Valley for a long time, and what True Lord Du Yu told him about True Lord Yu Xing made him feel a little heavy.

Zhang Shiping is not worried about his own safety. The other party, a true king who is famous even among Nascent Soul monks, how can he have such a big face to let the other party travel across most of Nanzhou?

Could it be that this old weirdo discovered something, that Patriarch Changshen and the others did something to make Zhenjun Yu Xing, who had been peaceful for decades, unable to sit still? Zhang Shiping thought to himself.

As for Patriarch Changshen, Qiyun Sect, and the two Nascent Souls of Xuanhuo Sect, they have now joined forces and are looking for opportunities somewhere. Zhang Shiping doesn’t know where they are!

No movement was better than silence. After calming down his distracting thoughts, Zhang Shiping walked slowly from the bamboo forest towards the courtyard in the valley. He pushed open the lightly covered firewood leaf, walked through the courtyard covered with bamboo leaves, and stepped across the low

Zhang Shiping crossed the threshold and walked into the hut where he practiced cultivation all year round. Zhang Shiping did not look at the ghost locusts kept in the insect room.

Nowadays, there are still too few second-level ghost locusts to become popular, so the jade ointment made from insect egg liquid is still somewhat useful to me. After being promoted from the ghost locust to the second level, in a few decades,

Inside, the formula of the insect egg jade ointment has been improved several times by Zhang Shiping, and the soul poison in it is much more toxic. However, due to the ghost locust eggs themselves, the toxicity is only so strong.

Zhang Shiping understood that no matter how hard he studied and improved, the poison would not be much stronger. Unless some ghost locust breaks the ban, achieves the demon pill, and is promoted to the third level insect. At that time, the soul poison contained in the insect eggs will not be much stronger.

, the toxicity will definitely rise to a higher level.

Zhang Shiping could only raise a batch of second-level ghost locusts by raising gu, and then let them fight each other to see if he could really raise a few ghost locusts that were qualified to cause catastrophe. And feed the ghost locusts.

It requires a large amount of spiritual bones, and he needs to continuously invest spiritual stones, day after day, in a short period of time, Zhang Shiping can hold it, but if it lasts for decades, it will be a big burden for Zhang Shiping.

If he only relies on the sect's offerings and the spiritual stones he earns from his family's industry, it will be like a drop in the bucket. If he has no other income, it will definitely affect his own practice.

Zhang Shiping, who returned to the house, sat cross-legged on the futon. The incense burner in the room was burning incense to concentrate and meditate. The smoke was very light. As soon as it floated out, it dispersed, leaving only the light fragrance like lotus flowers.

After returning from the Tongxuan Secret Realm, Zhang Shiping originally thought about going to Canggu Yang to see if he could find some spiritual objects for his own practice. However, he was ordered by the ancestor of the sect on the way to go to the Broken Secret Realm for a tour.

I only got an incomplete meditation method, which is quite similar to the method over there in the West Desert, so it’s not really a gain.

If he was allowed to look at the virtual image of the Buddha for some more time, he might be able to understand more things and complete the seventy-eight points, which would be of some use. But all of this was because of the black dragon.

A trip in vain, a joy in vain!

Thinking of this, Zhang Shiping felt a little unhappy. However, the old dragon was really powerful and he could not offend the spoiled young dragon.

Zhang Shiping took a deep breath and sighed, then he took out a square black slate from his storage bag and looked at it carefully.
Chapter completed!