The natal puppet took Hong Ling's fatal blow for him. Even though he had the cicada skin to protect his body, the damage was extremely serious.

It is very difficult to restore it, and he still lacks several decisive materials.

"Let's relax first."

Chen Ping immediately changed his plan and devoted himself to studying the Shuori Immortal Earth Code.

This method was taught by Yuan Qing, a great monk of Yuanying in Tianyan Continent.

Without the Golden Pattern Dharma Leaf Irrigation Dharma, it would be particularly difficult to comprehend.

Fortunately, his qualifications for enlightenment were acceptable, and with the training experience provided by Yuan Qing, his progress was not slow.

Both of them are Yuanying monks.

It was almost impossible for Yuan Qing to fool him in the exercises.

Therefore, Chen Ping remained vigilant and devoted himself wholeheartedly to it.

…

Time flies, autumn passes and winter comes.

Eighteen years passed slowly.

On this day, gorgeous spiritual fires appeared out of thin air in the secret room, dancing around Chen Ping.

"It's time to say goodbye to you."

Reaching out his hand to hold a wisp of ancient flame that never goes out, Chen Pingping looked melancholy.

This magical power that helped him defeat enemies many times was no longer worth mentioning in the Nascent Soul realm.

The Four Great Spiritual Fires are the accompanying spells of the Nine Transformations Flame Spirit Art.

He planned to rebuild the meridian circulation, but naturally he could not preserve it.

When the last eternal ancient flame was dimly extinguished, Chen Ping waved his hand to close the secret room.

To be on the safe side, he hid directly in the belly of the Taiqing Jade Scorpion.

The dispersal process is extremely slow.

It lasted for more than half a month, gradually reducing the cultivation level from the early stage of Yuan Ying to the early stage of Qi training.

A huge sense of powerlessness and crisis came over me.

Suppressing his anxiety, Chen Ping opened the prepared elixir and closed his eyes to death.

With Da Hui and Ben Ming Puppet outside, he was not focused on anything else.

Once the mana in the body is insufficient, he can randomly take out a high-level elixir and continue practicing.

The monotonous and boring cultivation life year after year passed unknowingly due to his strong desire to quickly restore his realm.

The twelfth year...

"With my cultivation qualifications, even among the several sects of the Transformation of Gods in the central sea area, I will definitely be the mantle and disciple that all the ancestors are fighting for."

Chen Ping suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his Taiyi spiritual root, and couldn't help but feel extremely satisfied.

It was originally estimated that it would take 50 to 60 years to master the exercises and then practice them again.

But now, with the powerful cultivation speed of Taiyi Spiritual Root, only thirty years have passed!

He is worthy of being a Taoist disciple of the Taiyi Immortal Sect in the Star Realm!

Chen Ping sighed softly, as if he was deep in the clouds.

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Chapter completed!