"Fellow Daoist Ao, fellow Daoist Chen, please take care, I'm going to find a secret place to heal my wounds first."

On a flat ground, Wei Xueling clasped her fists downwards, then turned into a beam of light and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"I hope that the next time I meet Daoist Fellow Wei, it will be outside the secret realm."

Chen Ping said goodbye with a smile.

Being chased by Chako for tens of thousands of miles, Wei Xueling consumed several items of Zongzong to save her life.

Moreover, this woman was too seriously injured, so she really should cut off Greed and give up the spiritual herbs in the medicine garden.

"Spring comes to old trees, Chen Dao has the skill of friendship."

Tianqiongteng shook his head and smiled, his expression extremely strange.

The two of them stayed in the cave for half an hour, and Wei Xueling turned from an old woman into a beautiful woman.

This undoubtedly aroused his great curiosity.

"Is Taoist Brother Teng female or male?"

Staring straight at Ao Wuya, Chen Ping narrowed his eyes and said, "I think the ones you possess are all male cultivators."

"Hehe, there is no distinction between male and female spiritual plants. Moreover, love is so boring."

Avoiding Chen Ping's temptation, Tianqiongteng answered indifferently.

"Help me take out the spiritual stones from this storage bag."

As soon as the topic changed, Chen Ping's heart flashed with light.

A light blue shell lay tightly.

It's Chako's storage shell.

There is a powerful mark within this shell.

With his strength, it would take more than half a month to crack it.

The scene where the Sky Vine ignored the mark and took out the sun and moon branches was still fresh in his memory.

As for the eagerness to take out the spirit stones, it is naturally to strengthen the foundation of the Wanjue Sword Formation.

Next, the plan to eclipse the sun bud must be extremely thrilling.

A temporary increase in strength means an additional chance of victory.

"It takes a lot of my soul to retrieve things in isolation. Fellow Daoist Chen, please don't force others to make things difficult for you."

Tianqiongvine refused without hesitation.

Frowning his eyebrows, Chen Ping returned to the cave slightly dissatisfied.

Fortunately, Wei Xueling contributed 100,000 mid-grade spiritual stones, which could also increase the sword formation.

Then, he began to concentrate on extracting Yun Qi and injecting it into the base of the formation.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect.

Chen Ping's speed of extracting Yun Qi is far from comparable to the initial one.

In just a few hours, the huge pile of discarded spiritual stones formed a hill.

The power of the Wan Jue Formation also immediately increased by 10%.

But there was no smile on his face.

In comparison, the effect of Yun Qi produced in the middle-grade spiritual stone is actually slightly less than before.

Although there are no obvious big changes, this is a bad omen.

There is definitely a limit to the strength of the array base.

"After all, the creator of Zhou Tianwanjue Sword Formation is only a fourth-step sword cultivator."

With this thought in his mind, Chen Ping felt relieved.

To him, a sword cultivator in the Sword Realm of Heaven and Earth is an unattainable big shot.

But in the entire world of cultivation, they are far from the top handful of monks.

If it were the method of a true immortal, the Ten Thousand Jue Sword Formation might be able to break through the limitless rules.

Without the support of the corresponding realm, no matter how amazing the talent is and shocking the past and present, it is absolutely impossible to create a perfect technique.

After strengthening the base of the formation, Chen Ping flicked his sleeves and levitated a three-foot-long green broad sword.

Tengjiao Sword, a low-grade psychic Taoist weapon with wood attributes.

It was the treasure I had just exchanged from Wei Xueling.

In exchange, Chen Ping gave her the Immortal Rope Lock, which was also a low-grade psychic tool.

He was not very comfortable using the rope-locked treasure.

It doesn't hurt to just replace it.

After practicing the Tengjiao Sword for a while, Chen Ping added the sword to the sword formation.

It replaced the original weakest low-grade Taoist weapon.

Only three spiritual swords can form the Wanjue Sword Formation.

And every seven spiritual swords are a complete sword formation cycle.

Seventy-seven and forty-nine handles are seven formations superimposed.

If Chen Ping used eight or nine-handled spiritual swords to form a formation, the power would not actually increase much.

On the contrary, a lot of soul power will be wasted.

It would be better to wait until you collect fourteen psychic swords and directly form two formations to increase their power.

…

The night is dark and windy, and the air conditioner is howling.

"Fellow Daoist Teng, how is the fight in the medicine garden going?"

In a flash, Chen Ping reappeared on the ground.

As soon as he saw Tian Qiong Vine sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, he quickly swept over him.

At such a close range, Chen Ping could see bloodshot streaks looming on Ao Wuya's face.

These blood filaments are as thin as hair and very hidden.

Unless they are face to face and assisted by spiritual eyes and supernatural powers, ordinary people would not be able to see anything at all.

After a long while, Chen Ping frowned.

Because the Sky Vine ignored him.

His face was expressionless, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

With a stern look in his eyes, Chen Ping tapped lightly, and the purple rhinoceros sword flew out and stabbed Ao Wuya hard between the eyebrows.

At this critical moment, Ao Wuya opened his eyes suddenly, and when he saw a powerful purple sword coming towards him, he was immediately frightened out of his mind.

"It's you, why are you in the secret realm too!"

Ao Wuya subconsciously wanted to dodge, but this body seemed to be fixed in place, unable to move at all.

"Ao Wuya?"

Chen Ping's eyes shrank, and he was shocked and suspicious.

The purple rhinoceros sword hovered in front of this person's eyebrows, breathing out violent brilliance.

"ah!"

But within half a breath, Ao Wuya was seen holding his head and screaming, his eyes were confused, and he was retching in a muddle.

After struggling for a moment with strange behavior, he finally stood up slowly and his eyes regained clarity.

"It made fellow Daoist Chen laugh. The host's soul is quite powerful. Ben Teng had previously released a very destructive secret technique to attack Chako. One after another, the human race actually regained control of the body."

Ao Wuya smiled, and gently stretched out his hand to remove the Purple Rhinoceros Sword.

"Cunning people, you will die!"

Chen Ping's black eyes were gleaming, and he commanded the Purple Rhinoceros Sword to fall without restraining his murderous intent.

"Stop testing, it's really Bendo."

Ao Wuya grinned, and one of his arms turned into a vine, easily holding the Purple Rhinoceros Sword.

There is not much mana poured into this sword.

He then knew that Chen Ping was probably doing it just in case.

"Your possession technique has too many flaws, how dare I cooperate with you!"

Chen Ping gave him a cold glance and said particularly dissatisfied.

However, he felt really relieved.

It seems that the Sky Vine Clan is not without its weaknesses.

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When it goes too far, the host can still escape control, which is the biggest flaw of this vine.

"Before Ben Teng left, Ao Wuya could not control his physical body even if his consciousness returned."
To be continued...