"Tsk, tsk, in just a few decades, you have been able to possess a middle-stage golden elixir monk, which really impresses me."

After a pause, Chen Ping said with a half-smile: "Have you never thought about controlling me, Taoist Master Teng?"

"Some things are not suitable to be revealed."

Tian Qiong Teng rolled his eyes, looked at Chen Ping a few times, and said in a teasing tone: "As for why, you know it well."

"Although my Sky Vine Clan claims to possess all things, I can't do anything about the creatures whose bodies and souls don't fit together."

"Didn't you tell me that?"

Chen Ping smiled slightly, but his face did not show the anger of being exposed.

As the levels of the creatures he came into contact with increased, and his methods became more bizarre, it became increasingly clear that soul-seizing and rebuilding were no longer a secret.

"That old guy, what are you going to do about it?"

Pointing his finger at Wei Xueling, who was unconscious and seriously injured, Tianqiongteng said coldly: "In my opinion, it is better to kill her, so as not to affect our later plans. All the property on her body belongs to Daoyou Chen, and I will not take any of it."

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"I'm warning you, you don't need to point out matters involving the human race."

Chen Ping frowned and said coldly.

"How hypocritical. Have you killed too many of your own kind?"

Tian Qiong Vine said indifferently.

Chen Ping snorted coldly, not wanting to explain more.

It doesn't matter if he kills himself to death in order to fight for profit.

But letting aliens take part in deciding the life and death of the top human race is a serious sin and the seed of inner demons.

"I will share half of the belongings in Chako's Storage Berry."

Chen Ping's eyes flashed and he said without any doubt: "That's all. The spirit stone must be given to me."

"nature."

Sky Vine has no pursuit of these external objects at all, and generously pulled out a few spiritual herbs from the storage bag.

Then, he threw the storage shell directly towards Chen Ping.

"They are all high-grade spiritual herbs that are thousands of years old!"

Chen Ping pinched his eyes and his heart surged.

The roots of the spiritual grass in Tianqiong Vine's hand also contained grains of spiritual soil, which had obviously been picked not long ago.

The value of that medicinal garden is evident.

"When will we leave for the medicine garden?"

After collecting the storage shell, Chen Ping sought the advice of Sky Vine.

This vine can communicate with the spiritual flowers and grasses in the secret realm as an informant, and has far better control over the situation than he does.

"No rush, just wait half a day."

Sky Vine slowly sat down cross-legged and said strangely: "Let the Human Race and the Sea Race consume it first, then we can reap the benefits."

"There are two strong men of the fifth level in the Chagu tribe."

Chen Ping said angrily: "The Sea Clan has sent a fourth-level peak master to support us. If we encounter a fifth-level Sea Clan, even ten lives won't be enough for us to die."

"Creatures of that level should be excluded from the secret realm."

Tian Qiong Veng looked indifferent and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if a fifth-level creature really enters, I will inform you as soon as possible."

"Contact with your spiritual sense before taking action."

Leaving Huang Shu outside, Chen Ping grabbed Wei Xueling, and the two of them gradually sank into the ground.

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The old woman lay horizontally, motionless.

After a brief inspection, Chen Ping found that Wei Xueling's injury was particularly serious.

All the blood in his body was almost gone.

After thinking for a while, Chen Ping flicked a third-grade blood-tonifying pill and shot it into the old woman's mouth.

Then, he randomly found a rag and covered her with it.

As for Wei Xueling's two storage rings, they were already in his possession.

Staring at the unconscious Jindan old woman, Chen Ping had a headache.

The only solution is to kill this woman.

But just now, in front of Tianqiongvine, he solemnly preached his racial justice.

If he immediately hits the killer again, wouldn't it be like slapping his own mouth wildly?

"Ahem..."

After the medicine evaporated, it took effect quickly. Wei Xueling's eyelids moved and she woke up slowly.

When she saw the rags on her body, she was startled and subconsciously wanted to dig through a set of clothes.

But I found that the fingers of both hands were empty, and there was no trace of the storage ring.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, please don't think wildly. Chen has no quirks."
Chapter completed!