The sinister monk in gray clothes fell to the ground, the golden dragon scissors pierced his heart and broke out from behind, and his gray clothes were soaked with blood.

Zhang Shiping put the index and middle fingers of his right hand together and drank with one sound. The Luo Jun Sword emitted an inch-long cold sword energy and stabbed the gray-clothed monk all the way through again. After splitting him into two parts with one sword, he walked over.

, groped around on him, scraped everything away, burned the body to ashes, and left in a hurry.

Zhang Shiping, who was afraid of being attacked again on the road, did not dare to fly back directly. He found a remote place in the mountains to recuperate, endured the severe pain, and used magic power to straighten the broken shoulder armor one by one.

It took a hundred days to break the muscles and bones, but under the light of the bronze lamp, Zhang Shiping used his magic power to tightly wrap the right broken bones, while continuing to take healing medicine. When he got better and the wound was only slightly painful when touched,

He then washed off the disguised potion on his face, put on the black clothes of an outer disciple of the Jiaozuo Sect, and flew back.

After encountering the two people and returning to Jiaozuo Sect, Zhang Shiping spent five days longer than before. He did not return directly to Biyuan Mountain. Instead, he drove to a rocky mountain and went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Afterwards, Zhang Shiping came out thoughtfully.

After returning to Biyuan Mountain, Zhang Shiping took out a jade slip he had received from Master Ma in the Sutra Pavilion. He did not find what he wanted in the first four floors of the Sutra Pavilion, nor did he find what he wanted before.

Just like "The Art of Changing Elements", even the jade slips recording the tracking spells are fragments. Zhang Shiping wondered if the sect deliberately placed some fragments in the Scripture Collection Pavilion to seduce in-demand disciples like Zhang Shiping and copy the jade slips at high prices.

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He had no choice but to go to Uncle Ma, who managed the Sutra Pavilion, and told him that he wanted to find some books on tracking spells.

Under the teachable eyes of Uncle Ma, Zhang Shiping heartbrokenly took out thirty spiritual stones and got a jade slip from him that recorded dozens of tracking spells, which was considered to be worth the money.

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Zhang Shiping quickly left the Sutra-Depository Pavilion under the watch of Uncle Ma. He had goosebumps all over his back when he saw the Sutra-Depository Pavilion. As soon as he left the Sutra-Depository Pavilion, Zhang Shiping immediately drove the flying magic weapon to leave.

go.

Inside the courtyard quiet room of Biyuan Mountain Baicao Garden.

Zhang Shiping put the jade slip between his eyebrows, and after checking all the information recorded in it, Zhang Shiping pondered for a moment, took out the storage bags of the monks in yellow and gray, input mana into them, and put the contents in the two storage bags

All poured out.

A flash of light flashed, and a large pile of things was piled on the floor.

Zhang Shiping took out several sets of black clothes belonging to the outer disciples of the Jiaozuo Sect and two tokens of the outer disciples from the pile of things. These two people should be disciples of the Jiaozuo Sect like Zhang Shiping. During the few days of his cultivation, he had already

After going through the things inside, I found out that these two people were also Jiaozuo Sect disciples, and Zhang Shiping only killed one Jiaozuo Sect disciple who competed with him for Pulse Nourishing Ginseng in the secret realm, that was Senior Brother Cen, a Jiaozuo Sect disciple.

Zhang Shiping touched his storage bag and dug out the remaining belongings of Senior Brother Cen, including a dozen bottles and cans, a short gray spear, and a long shuttle-shaped flying magic weapon. As for the remaining belongings

Zhang Shiping either threw it away or sold it. Of course, the spiritual stones he got from senior brother Cen had long been mixed with his.

Without thinking, he took out all the spiritual stones in his storage bag. Zhang Shiping had already made up his mind to figure it out today.

The spiritual light suddenly flashed in the quiet room, and a large number of spiritual stones were piled in front of Zhang Shiping. Looking at the spiritual stones, Zhang Shiping's eyes were bright and his smile was bright.

While Zhang Shiping was searching among the messy things of the two monks, he was matching the information on the jade slips he had just seen.

After a while, Zhang Shiping took out a palm-sized compass, which was identical in style to the talisman patterns recorded on the jade slips to a magical instrument called a trace disk.

Zhang Shiping checked all the belongings of Senior Brother Cen, and finally found a fragment no bigger than a fingernail in a crack of the long-shuttle flying magic weapon. Without looking carefully, Zhang Shiping thought it was the flying magic weapon.

After finding out the reason behind the things he had brought with him, Zhang Shiping breathed a sigh of relief. Next time he would not be so confused and capsize in the gutter.

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After Zhang Shiping learned the reason, he planned to practice on Biyuan Mountain. After a year or two to perfect his magic power, he immediately tried to build the foundation.

In this way, Zhang Shiping practiced when he had nothing to do, and when the tea garden in Baicao Garden was busy, he would take care of it. However, Zhang Shiping never failed to preach once every ten days.

Time flies like this, and before you know it, it’s the spring of the next year, and it’s time to pick tea leaves again on Biyuan Mountain. Zhang Shiping was very satisfied with the tea this time. After handing over fifteen kilograms of first-class spiritual tea to the sect, Zhang Shiping

There was still a full ten pounds or three ounces left here, which made Zhang Shiping smile.

In the past year or so, due to the refinement of the foundation-building elixir, Jiaozuo Sect has had twelve more monks succeed in building the foundation one after another. Most of them are monks who came out of the secret realm of ancient cultivation.

There are many monks in the Jiaozuo Sect who have reached the ninth level of qi training, but because of the lack of foundation-building pills, they have not dared to build the foundation. They have always been careful when participating in the ancient cultivation secret realm, not seeking merit but seeking nothing.

With a happy attitude, I participated once or twice, and went to the mountains to look for some elixirs from previous years, and slowly gathered the elixir points needed for a foundation-building pill.

If the Jiaozuo Sect had not stipulated that elixir points must be exchanged for foundation-building pills, and instead they could be redeemed with sect merit points, then most people would definitely not enter the secret realm to fight with other monks. Instead, they would accept the sect honestly.

It takes seven, eight, or ten years to obtain a foundation-building pill.

In the main hall of the Jiaozuo Sect, Chang Younian took out a blue jade certificate from the storage bag and looked at the newly admitted monks who had entered the sect during this period. He was more interested in Zhang Shiping, Su Shuang and Chen Yuqi.

His name is not on the jade certificate, and I don’t know whether it was because he failed to build the foundation or because he hadn’t started taking the foundation-building pill yet. Instead, it was Fu Dahai, who was about sixty years old, who succeeded in building the foundation.

Recently, as more and more spirit stones have been mined from the Ice Spirit Stone Mine, Qiyun Sect and Xuanhuo Sect have begun to become restless, and even some Jindan families have begun to make small moves.

Before the ancestor could say anything, Chang Younian was thinking about how to deal with this matter. He had already sent Xu Youdan, the golden elixir monk, to go there secretly. If the other party broke the rules, then of course they, the Jiaozuo Sect, would not be polite.

The three sects have been struggling for thousands of years in this small area in the south of Baimang Mountain. When they all have Yuan Ying ancestors, no one can do anything to the other.

In the Jiaozuo Sect, when the Qi-training period disciples advance to become foundation-building monks, they are not worthy of the sect's grand ceremony. At most, they are celebrated in twos and threes among friends.

Zhang Shiping has no sect friends who have successfully built the foundation, and he has no idea that the sect leader is thinking about the Bingling Stone Mine. Zhang Shiping was already in the courtyard quiet room of Biyuan Mountain Baicao Garden a few days ago.

Arrange all the formations you can.
Chapter completed!