Some monks said that the ancestor of the Blood Crocodile was resurrected.

Some monks said it was Rakshasa Demon Valley who took action.

Others say that the Danxia Sect destroyed the mountain gate themselves and evacuated early.

There are different opinions.

However, most casual cultivators are still concerned about the Jinyang Sect's houses.

Shen Ping also came to Zhenbao Tower early to inquire about the news. Although shopkeeper Ding said last night that nothing would happen, he still felt uneasy in his heart.

As long as you don't leave Fangshi for a day.

He couldn't calm down.

"The Zhenbao Tower Flying Boat has stopped outside Shiwanda Mountain."

"As long as the confinement formation is opened, we can leave immediately."

Shopkeeper Ding whispered, "As for the Danxia Sect matter, it is said that the Supreme Elder of the Jinyang Sect took matters into his own hands. The Danxia Sect had just come up with all kinds of provocations. I remember this grudge."

Talking room.

There was a noise outside.

"Fellow Taoists, there is no need to panic."

"I, the Jinyang Sect, will not hurt you at all by setting up a large formation."

"The formation is only activated to target other sect disciples."

"The Kingdom of Wei is the jurisdiction of our Jinyang Sect, so we can tolerate other sects lying dormant!"

When Shen Ping and Shopkeeper Ding walked out of the door, they saw groups of outer door law enforcement patrol disciples shouting with spiritual power.

Regardless of whether this is true or not, at least it is an explanation that can make the casual cultivators feel more at ease. Some may even believe in the Jinyang Sect. After all, the Jinyang Sect is the largest sect in the Wei State. If you really want to kill these casual cultivators, There is no need to explain at all.

"Shopkeeper Ding."

"I wonder if this formation needs time to increase its power?"

Shen Ping asked through a message.

Shopkeeper Ding reacted and frowned, "I don't know. I'll find out later. If the formation is special, Jin Yang Sect's move is nothing more than delaying time."

Stayed at Zhenbao Building for a while.

Shen Ping returned to Qinghe Lane and continued his boring and fulfilling life, making charms, meditating, and practicing dual cultivation every day... Only by watching the changes on the virtual panel would he feel at ease in his heart.

It’s October in the blink of an eye.

During this period.

The casual cultivators in Fang City gradually got used to the existence of the bloody sky, but Jin Yang Sect did not take any other actions. Instead, it strengthened the number of law enforcement and patrolling disciples. Even the alleys outside Fang City had patrolling disciples patrolling every few days. This Acting normally gives the casual cultivators a lot of peace of mind.

late at night.

Under the bloody starry sky.

Small courtyard wing.

The suppressed breathing was interrupted by the sound of water.

The thin gauze clothes hang casually on the edge of the barrel.

As the coolness of Xuezhi Wan disappears.

The exchange of Taoism and Dharma with the intertwined figures ended.

Yu Yan habitually closed her eyes and thought about it.

Shen Ping did not disturb her, got up and put on his robe and went to the quiet room.

Sit down cross-legged.

He glanced toward the virtual panel.

Changes are already happening behind the puppet master.

Has a silver bonus.

Coupled with ten times of hard communication every day, the puppet master's improvement speed indeed exceeded Shen Ping's expectations, and he actually reached a breakthrough level in just over a month.

Boom~

The virtual box vibrates.

A large amount of puppet master's insights and knowledge suddenly emerged from his sea of ​​consciousness. At this moment, Shen Ping seemed to have turned into a monk who had been immersed in puppets for many years. Various puppet objects flashed before his eyes one by one. Unlike Fu Dao, It took five days for the puppet master's transformation to be digested and absorbed before finally forming a memory engraved in the blood.

Open your eyes again.

His eyes became dark.

Stand up.

Shen Ping walked around the room for a while, then came to the small courtyard to stop.

He heard Yu Yan say it.

His master spent forty to fifty years before he finally became a middle-grade puppet master, and that middle-grade white puppet was his proud work.

It's a pity that the puppet master can only have the ability to fight when he reaches the upper level of proficiency.

"Second-level puppet master."

"Second-level Talisman Master."

"Coupled with the magical power of Talisman, as long as you don't encounter late-stage foundation-building monks, you can protect yourself!"

Thinking room.

He thought of the destroyed Danxia branch.

The trace of achievement that rose in my heart suddenly disappeared.

The Danxia branch was a sect with strong Nascent Soul men, so it was destroyed at the drop of a hat.

Even though Zhenbao Tower is strong, the Supreme Elder of Jinyang Sect still has to give him face, but what if he refuses to give face?

When the nest is overturned, there will be no eggs left.

"You still have to be prepared."

Sighed.

Shen Ping tidied up briefly and came to Fangshi.

Walk out of the stone door.

The main road was very busy, with many casual cultivators setting up stalls and shouting. If it weren't for the bloody sky, he almost thought he had returned to the bustling days when he was still in Hongliu Lane.

Chunman Garden is a bit deserted today.

Matchmaker Zeng leaned against the counter and took a nap. After seeing Shen Ping, her eyes suddenly brightened.

"Hey, look who's here!"

"Master Shen Fu!"

"You haven't been here for a while."

With the smell of powder accumulated on his face and his exaggerated voice, Shen Ping suddenly felt as if he had stepped into Chunman Garden for the first time.

Matchmaker Zeng twisted her waist and said, "Please come in quickly."

The two quickly came to the private room and sat down separately.

Shen Ping didn't talk nonsense, "Fellow Daoist Zeng, does what you said last time still count?"

Matchmaker Zeng smiled so brightly, "Forget it, of course, our Chunman Garden is most concerned with credibility. As long as Master Shen Talisman takes out thirty soul protection talismans, we can leave calmly."

"When can I leave?"

Shen Ping looked at Matchmaker Zeng and asked.

"It's hard to say. Now, there are many monks who want to leave. Even if I, Chun Man Yuan, have the ability, I have to make arrangements slowly..."

In the middle of Zeng's words, her eyes fell directly on the thunder talisman that appeared in Shen Ping's hand. She changed her voice and said in a decisive tone, "The Jinyang Sect will relocate the disciples in the branch at the end of the year. It is safest to leave at this time. "

Shen Ping stood up and said, "Friend Zeng, the price of thirty soul protection talismans is not cheap. I hope it's worth it!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

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