Rubbing the storage ring between his fingers, Chen Ping couldn't help but smile.

Among the collections inside, there is now a Semen cinnabar with separated roots and branches, which is more than 1,100 years old.

This spiritual herb was naturally donated by the old man named Lu.

Two days ago, when he was talking to him at the stall, he noticed a Foundation-Building Dzogchen monk in purple robes, who seemed to be extremely concerned about the situation here.

Chen Ping suddenly felt strange, so he took advantage of the situation and accepted the invitation of the old man named Lu to go to Hailingmai to help him kill the monsters.

The two left Xikou City in the spirit boat, and three thousand miles later, the suspicious Foundation Establishment Dzogchen was still sneaking under the sea, following them all the way.

In this way, Chen Ping understood that the two of them were probably in the same group.

After walking for a while, when passing through a remote and uninhabited sea area, the old man surnamed Lu suddenly changed his face and put away the spirit boat.

The man in purple at the rear also accelerated and flew up, blocking his retreat.

Chen Ping clearly remembered that the old man surnamed Lu pointed a finger at him, with a sinister smile on his face, and seemed to be asking for credit from the man in purple, saying that he had caught a big fish that was not very bright.

The man in purple seemed very calm and took action without any nonsense.

This person is a half-step Yuan Dan level master, slightly better than Chen Xingchao.

However, to Chen Ping, no matter how powerful the Half-Step Yuan Dan is, it is no different from an ant on the sole of his foot.

In the horrified eyes of the two people, Chen Ping stretched out two fingers and clamped the purple-clothed man's top-quality spiritual weapon.

On the other side, the old man surnamed Lu slapped a spell on his back, which directly turned into a masterless spiritual power and disintegrated on its own.

Chen Ping wore a cold sneer, and his huge spiritual consciousness firmly imprisoned the surroundings.

The two of them didn't know what was going on, but this time they stepped on the iron plate and met a Yuandan monk who hid his cultivation and pretended to be a pig to eat the tiger!

Moreover, he is also a rare Yuan Dan body cultivator.

The old man surnamed Lu and the man in purple were immediately frightened out of their wits. They both knelt down in the air, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

With Chen Ping's temperament, he would certainly not be merciful to the monks who tried to murder him.

He instantly restrained the two of them and fired a ray of ice crystal flame that burned out all the meridians in their bodies. After searching for their souls, a pile of corpse ashes floated into the vast sea.

The old man and the man in purple were named Lu Xiyun and Wang Jinglong respectively. They were both resident monks in Xikou City.

Just as Chen Ping had predicted, the two had been working together for many years, setting up a trap to trap and kill the foundation builders from other places.

Among them, the powerful Wang Jinglong is the mastermind, and Lu Xiyun is his accomplice, who can only extract 10% or 20% of the profits each time.

During the several years of cooperation, the two racked their brains and laid various traps.

Take this Qingfenglong muscle grass as an example. Wang Jinglong spent 100,000 spirit stones to buy this grass in the auction house more than half a year ago.

Wang Jinglong cut off the rhizome of the spiritual grass and ordered Lu Xiyun to set up a stall in the market, using the pretext of killing the sea monster to deceive the monks who did not know the details of the two men.

Before Chen Ping, two foundation builders who had taken a fancy to Qingfenglongmusao had entered the game and lost their lives.

He is the third "unlucky guy".

But when they closed the net, they were shocked to realize that this was not the fish on the knife board at all, but a big demon king from the deep sea.

Chen Ping did not comment on the evil deeds of Wang Jinglong and others. There are countless traps in the world of cultivation. You must be cautious at all times.

He wouldn't be too lazy to meddle in other people's business if he wasn't provoked.

But what’s the point of walking along the river without getting your shoes wet?

The two of them have been amassing money for many years, and they have accumulated a dazzling array of illicit goods.

Wang Jinglong originally planned to do a few more jobs and call it a day, and go to the waters of Shuangcheng to buy a Qingxu Transformation Pill and then seek a breakthrough.

Now, resources worth 700,000 to 800,000 spirit stones have been given to Chen Ping in vain.

After squeezing two people to death, Chen Ping changed his appearance again, from a black-faced man to a yellow-faced scholar, and then returned to Xikoufang City calmly.

The second change of appearance was just to reveal a flaw in the defense of the Zhou family's foundation.

After all, Wang Jinglong had followed him, but he came back in a swagger. Isn't it the same as sticking a small note on his face saying "I am Yuan Dan Daxiu"?

…

"Dear guest, your spiritual dish is ready."

After about half a stick of incense, a pleasant female voice sounded outside the door.

After receiving Chen Ping's response, a female Qi practitioner with a slim figure and a pretty face wandered in with twisted steps.

The jade plate in both hands is placed on the top of the head, the steam is rising, and the room is filled with fragrance.

Looking up, the dishes on the five plates include both meat and vegetables, soups, and pastries. They are full of spiritual energy and are extremely exquisite.

These spiritual dishes cost Chen Ping seven thousand spiritual stones, and even the green leaves used to decorate the jade plate were second-level spiritual herbs.

After eating it in one meal, the effect should be similar to that of refining a two-mark cultivation elixir.

Such an uneconomical deal, even if Chen Ping has a lot of money, he can only try it occasionally, and he will definitely feel distressed if he eats and drinks haphazardly every day.

After the beautiful maid respectfully placed the dishes, Chen Ping waved his hand and motioned for her to leave.

"senior!"

The maid bit her thin, red lips and said shyly, "Can I stay and eat with you?"

She doesn't meet many foundation-building monks who consume 7,000 spirit stones in one go in a year.

If the big customer is satisfied, a random reward can be worth several months' wages.

Chen Ping glanced at her expressionlessly, but Chen Ping didn't blame her.

After searching Wang Jinglong's soul, he had a certain understanding of the atmosphere of Xikou City.

The monks here are relatively open-minded, and the people in Lanyue Pavilion naturally follow the local customs.

It's not surprising to have fun with guests and ask for some rewards.

For example, if he eats the main dish and gives the remaining soup, side dishes, etc. to the maid, it will be enough to sell dozens or hundreds of spiritual stones.

The wages at Lanyue Pavilion are extremely low, so they almost acquiesce to the practice of maids and attendants making quick money.

After scanning several plates of dishes, Chen Ping picked out a few green vegetable leaves and threw them over. He said lightly: "This kind of wild coriander has a pungent smell. I don't like eating it, so I gave it to you. Come on down!"

"

Wild coriander is a second-level spiritual herb, and can be easily exchanged for fifty spiritual stones.

"Thank you, senior!"

The maid put the vegetable leaves into her bulging arms as if she had found a treasure, and tiptoed out.

When the pungent smell of the food disappeared, Chen Ping sat down on the stool and began to eat with a satisfied expression.

Strange to say, he could even accept the extremely disgusting spider-brain and spider blood, but he only stayed away from wild coriander, and he didn't know why.

While eating the delicious food, Chen Ping stared at a corner of the room.

The colorful projection stone is shining with a screen of light, broadcasting brief messages one after another in turn.

Chen Ping did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to dine at Lanyue Pavilion just to obtain some secret information.

"Twenty-five years ago, a new fourth-level demon king appeared in the Cang Lei Giant Elephant clan and returned to the top ten holy bloodlines of Tianshou Mountain."

The first piece of information about the rolling projection stone immediately attracted Chen Ping's attention.

When he was in Lanyue Pavilion on Wangqin Island, he also saw information about the Canglei Giant Elephant Clan: "Ninety-two years ago, the Canglei Giant Elephant Demon King died at the end of his life and sat in the Heavenly Beast Mountain Range."

More than a hundred years later, their tribe finally gave birth to a new fourth-level demon king, continuing the race's glory.

Although this fact is completely harmful rather than beneficial to the human race.

As for the ten holy veins, they refer to the ten strongest demon group branches in Tianshou Mountain.

Just like the four golden elixir sects of the Yuanyan human race, the ten holy veins are the self-proclaimed titles of the demon clan of Tianshou Mountain.

According to statistics, nearly 80% of the monsters in the Yuanyan Islands are concentrated in the Tianshou Mountains.

There are so many ethnic groups, and there is naturally a huge difference in strength between them.

Every holy vein must have a fourth-level demon king to suppress it.

If the only demon king in the group dies, he will be removed from the ranks of the holy lineage.

If, like the situation of the Cang Lei Giant Elephant Clan, a new demon king is born, the throne will automatically return.

During this period, once a fourth-level demon king of another race appears, the two will have to fight bravely to decide who owns the holy vein.

Therefore, behind every holy vein, there stands a demon clan that can rival the Jindan Sect.

And the strength of the Bishui Clan, the first of the ten holy bloodlines of Tianshou Mountain, is even more terrifying.

During the tens of thousands of years that it has been suppressing the world, at least several fourth-level monsters suppressed it in the same era.

Even the Sword and Cauldron Sect, known as the first sect of the human race, must avoid its sharp edge.

Chen Ping paid more attention to the news about the giant blue thunder elephant group because this demon was born with the power of thunder and lightning, and its demon bones were an excellent material for refining thunder-attribute magic weapons.

As long as he builds a psychic artifact with thunder attributes and fuses it with his physical body, he can officially practice the Formation-Breaking Immortal Thunder Technique, and his magical power will skyrocket.
To be continued...