Chen Ping's words did not make Di Yaoxian look surprised or gloomy. It was obvious that the opponent's big opening was completely within his expectation.

But the involvement of the Nine Yang True Fire Comb made him feel very embarrassed.

Immortal Di Yao took a deep breath and said calmly: "The Nine-Yang True Fire Comb is a secret treasure of the Zhen Sect passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors. Di is just a monk who controls this treasure and has no intention of exchanging it."

that power."

"However, I am willing to offer 1.5 million spiritual stones in place of the Nine Yang True Fire Comb. What do you think, Daoyou Chen?"

"Chen is not short of spiritual stones."

Chen Ping smiled softly, and then objected coldly.

Such a powerful rare treasure cannot be exchanged for mere spiritual stones.

"In that case, after the rebellion is resolved, I will immediately offer the Nine-Yang True Fire Comb with both hands, and fellow Taoists only need to exchange it with a Taoist corpse."

Immortal Di Yao's eyes twitched, and he sighed as if to comfort himself: "In exchange for a Zongzong trump card, I will not be ashamed of my ancestors."

He thought very clearly that Yang Yueniang was a monk who specialized in water-attribute skills, but the Nine-Yang True Fire Comb was a rare treasure with fire attributes.

In her hand, this comb can exert at most 80% of its power.

But the Taoist corpse is different. As long as he leaves a body of essence and blood before his death, Yang Yueniang can barely control it.

In this way, the sect would have one more late-stage Yuandan body cultivator in charge.

After he passed away, even if Yang Yueniang had not yet broken through the Yuan Dan, Cangji Sect had the guarantee that its foundation would not be lost.

"I'm afraid Daoist friend Di is still awake. As far as the current situation is concerned, if Chen turns around and leaves, your Cangji Sect will only end up with its nest overturned."

Chen Ping's expression turned cold, and he put his hands up with an angry smile.

This guy really didn't know what to say, he was already dying, and yet he still plotted against his treasure.

"Fellow Taoist, don't be too busy to refuse. The Nine-Yang True Fire Comb is only used in exchange for Taoist corpses. I will definitely not dare to pretend to be ignorant about the reward that should be given to fellow Taoist."

Seeing that Chen Ping seemed to be angry, Di Yaoxian quickly sent a message and said: "This sect has collected a treasure, which should satisfy fellow Taoists."

"What the hell, fellow flute Taoist, please don't sell it out."

Chen Ping's expression softened slightly and he said calmly.

"Two pieces of fifth-level ore."

Di Yaoxian immediately sent a message and replied, confidently.

The founder of Haichang, Chen Ping, has a special liking for high-grade ores. This matter is no longer a secret.

"oh."

Chen Ping was overjoyed, but his face remained calm as he pretended to have thought deeply for a long time.

Although the third-level Taoist corpse is powerful, the increase in strength is not too great.

Moreover, the origin of this corpse is also a hidden disaster, so exchanging it to Cangji Sect is not impossible.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Pingping nodded tangledly and said: "Cangji Sect is in turmoil, and it really needs Taoist corpses to suppress it. Seeing that fellow Taoists have helped each other righteously, Chen agreed. However, the two yuan for the fifth level

The ore must be given to me first."

"Fellow Daoist Chen, you must have gone too far. I can give you one piece first, and then give you the other piece after the work is completed."

Di Yaoxian narrowed his eyes and said slowly.

According to the established rules in the cultivation world, half of the reward is usually paid before asking someone to make a move.

If it weren't for Chen Ping's terrifying strength, he wouldn't even have given one piece in the first place if it were an ordinary middle-stage Yuan Dan.

"To be honest, Mr. Chen is a greedy person who doesn't see rabbits but doesn't let go of hawks. If he is dissatisfied and can't use his methods to the best of his ability, wouldn't it be delaying fellow Daoist Di's business?"

Chen Ping spoke calmly and without any intention of giving in.

I was holding back a sentence that I didn't feel embarrassed to say out loud.

After all, Master Qi Yuan is a half-step golden elixir level master. If something happens to Old Di, who will he ask for the rest of his reward?

Chen Ping Dongruo watched the fire, and Di Yao immortal sacrificed Shou Yuan to practice the secret skills of magic and break the ranks, which showed his determination to eradicate the Tong family.

Unfortunately, Di Yaoxian did not expect Qi Yuan's sudden intervention, so he had to choose to cooperate with him.

Therefore, he will definitely agree. The sect's inheritance is his weakness.

"Fellow Daoist Chen is one of the most useless monks I have ever seen who doesn't get up early."

Di Yaoxian said with a clouded face, but he still flicked his sleeves, and there was a pure white brocade box in front of him.

Chen Ping ignored it and curled his lips, grabbed the brocade box in his hand, and opened it with a "pop" sound.

Two dusty rectangular ores of almost the same size were exposed in the box. The surface was exceptionally bright, as if it had been carefully carved for several years, but the color was so dim that it made people feel depressed.

"Forged Ancient Jade!"

Chen Ping pursed his lips, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

Forged ancient jade is a relatively common fifth-level ore.

This stone has special functions and cannot be used for refining weapons, but it is a natural base material for the formation eye. After simple processing by the formation master, it can be directly made into a fourth-level formation eye.

The price of the condensed ancient jade is about 1.1 million, and the combined value of the two pieces is not less than the Nine Yang True Fire Comb.

With a silent stroke of his fingertips, the golden beads in the Dantian automatically emerged and trembled violently, giving rise to a strong desire to devour them.

This level of trembling is indeed not comparable to the gray conch, but it is comparable to the fifth-order extraterrestrial meteorite.

Chen Ping nodded with satisfaction. With the existence of golden beads, fake ores could not fool him.

"These two pieces of forged ancient jade are the relics of my master's uncle. I hope that my fellow Taoist can be in a good mood and help me with all my strength."

After Chen Ping collected the ore, Di Yaoxian said coldly, his tone no longer as enthusiastic as before.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Di, Chen uses money to do things without any ambiguity."

Chen Ping ignored his change in attitude, took off a storage ring, unlocked the ring with a thought, and threw it away.

Immortal Di Yao didn't know why, so he opened it and took a look. The next moment, a trace of emotion appeared on his face, and then slowly turned into a feeling of shame.

Because there is a thin Taoist corpse, a soul-shaping beetle, and a jade slip recording the driving method in the ring.

"Don't be surprised, Fellow Daoist Chen, I am judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Immortal Di Yao bowed and said apologetically.

"Haha, Chen is also sincere."

Chen Pinghun waved his hands carelessly and said seriously: "Without further delay, we will set off immediately to kill Wuhui Island by surprise."

"I also ask Fellow Daoist Chen to rest in our sect for a day, and I will gather my disciples as soon as possible to kill the Tong family together."

Immortal Di Yao rolled his eyes and said with a smile.

"Chen only promised to join hands with you to kill the old Taoist Qi Yuan. As for the troubles in the Tong family, it is up to Taoist friend Di to handle it on his own."

Chen Ping raised his eyebrows and said without thinking.

"hey-hey."

His words pierced his thoughts. Immortal Di Yao blushed and said angrily: "Fellow Daoist Chen, please wait for a moment. I will go back to the mountain gate to give you some instructions."

Watching the escape light go away, Chen Pingping sat down cross-legged and took a nap expressionlessly.

Immortal Di Yao should hand over the Taoist corpse to the younger generation of the sect for safekeeping, and it probably won't take long.

After just a quarter of an hour, the windmill parked on the hillside closed the curtain with a bang, turned into a ball of purple light, and disappeared into the clouds.

…

A few days later, dark mountains appeared below the line of sight. The windmill turned around and sank, sending a purple stream deep into the mountains and forests.

The midair above the speeding car rippled, and two figures appeared silently.

Surprisingly, it was Chen Ping and Di Yaoxian.

The land under your feet is a first-class island under the Tong family, which is less than three hundred miles away from Wuhui Island.

"Chen Daoyou plans to set up an ambush here to lure Qi Yuan into the battle?"

Di Yaoxian's eyes moved and he asked.

"Fellow Daoist Di is joking. Chen only has a third-level formation on his body. With the spiritual consciousness of the Yuandan monk, it was easily exposed with just one sweep. How could he be so stupid as to barge in?"

Chen Ping smiled dumbly and shook his head.

If it were a level four formation, it might be possible to ambush a peak Yuan Dan monk without anyone noticing.

There is no need to have any delusions about the third-level formation, and there is no need to waste time.

"What my fellow Taoist said makes sense."

Di Yaoxian agreed, and then fell silent, waiting for Chen Ping's next words.

In fact, in his heart, he wanted to directly attack Wuhui Island and wipe out several top monks from the Tong family in one fell swoop.

No matter what happens, Qi Yuan Sanren will be killed.
To be continued...