It was really just a very coincidental thing that Zhang Shiping met with the people from Linghu Gate. However, a large part of the many things in the world were caused by various coincidences, and then disputes broke out, turning into hatred for revenge.

Zhang Shiping in the escape light looked as usual, and there was a smile in his eyes.

He just thought about it and understood why Fan Kun gave up all the alchemy on the island and traveled nearly 20,000 miles away to the Qianxinghai Desert Island. It was probably for the sake of the dove.

Perhaps those low-level female cultivators have never heard of the rosy doves, but most high-level female cultivators are eager to see it. After all, the feathered clothes made of the rosy doves are gorgeous and dazzling, and have been loved by female cultivators since ancient times.

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Although this kind of strange bird can be comparable to a third-level monster when it becomes an adult, its success or failure is due to its own bloodline. Very few of this kind of monster bird can truly break through to a third-level monster. As for the demon king who has made babies, at least

There are no ones in Nanzhou and near the Inner Sea. If there are more demon kings in this monster, then the monks of other tribes will be more concerned.

From ancient times to the present, with long-term wanton hunting, it has become increasingly difficult to see such birds in the South China Sea and even in the outer seas. Only by going far away to the deep sea areas can you find them.

Therefore, not only is a feathered dress made of skilled woven and exercised is expensive, but it is mainly because it has no market value. Every time it appears at an auction, it will be taken into account by some very luxurious Nascent Soul Girl Cultivator, and it will rarely leak out.

It fell into the hands of the Jindan monk, and Fan Kun loved his wife very much. How could he not be moved when he heard the news about the fujiu?

But when he left like this, he did not put himself in his shoes for Zhang Shiping's shoes at all, which made Zhang Shiping curse in his heart. However, many masters who are focused on one another have many more eccentric people than Fan Kun, and Zhang Shiping has encountered these years.

Pass.

In order not to delay what the Nascent Soul Ancestors ordered, Zhang Shiping pulled down his old face for this and discussed it with several alchemy masters who had a better relationship with him. They would each refine more.

Lu. In fact, if Fan Kun went to ask others in person, don’t throw these troubles to him without saying them in advance, Zhang Shiping would not be so annoyed.

After all, in the eyes of the Nascent Soul Seniors on Nanming Island, if the elixirs cannot be refined on time and in quantity, it would be a dereliction of duty, and Zhang Shiping would not be allowed to explain more. Even such small things cannot be done well, Xuanyuan Sect

Several ancestors were also embarrassed in front of other colleagues!

Just as this fellow Daoist Fan left, the ancestor Qinghe on Nanming Island sent news through the teleportation formation, asking him to set off to Nanming Island immediately.

The ancestor Qingyu didn't say anything, but Zhang Shiping still didn't dare to delay any more.

He neither has the "moving order" nor is he not a Nascent Soul cultivator. He still cannot use his body to resist the tearing force during the formation teleportation. Therefore, after he arranged the alchemy matters, he flew all the way and could only be honest.

Really rushed over.

However, simply using your body to resist the tearing power of the teleportation formation, it is not to say that all the Jindan monks can't do it. Zhang Shiping knew that one person was the senior brother Qi Feng. However, this senior brother Qi has been for more than 20 years.

Before, when you go into seclusion and attack the Nascent Soul, you will forcibly break the realm and finally die in the body under the infant robbery.

After hearing this bad news, Zhang Shiping felt very sad. It was hundreds of years of practice that had been empty in one go.

Zhang Shiping moved into the Qinghuo Valley, the cave where he once practiced.

Before that, True Lord Tianfeng had already packed up all Qi Feng's things and set up a tomb to bury him. As for their master, Elder Qinghe, Zhang Shiping did not see him, but he thought he was also sad.

It’s hard to stop. After all, the master and apprentice have been fighting for more than 700 years, how can I not feel pain in my heart!

But things in the world have always been different.

Senior Brother Qi failed to become an infant, but Zheng Hengyun, who had previously practiced in Qinghuo Valley, finally broke through in one fell swoop after more than ten years of implicit cultivation and solidified all his magic power, becoming a Jindan monk and Xuanyuan Sect.

Zhang Shiping was very happy. The wild child he brought out of the secular and dilapidated mountain village in the past, but he really became a Jindan monk after more than a hundred years.

But after becoming the Golden Pill, Zhang Shiping could no longer treat his future generations. In fact, he felt a little regretful. If Zheng Hengyun was younger at that time and would not remember anything, then his surname would be Zhang, not

His original surname is Zheng. This little thought is deeply hidden in Zhang Shiping's heart.

Fortunately, Zheng Hengyun has already integrated into the Zhang family in the past hundred years, and is grateful to Zhang Tong'an for raising her and the support of Zhang Shiping, the ancestor of the family. Therefore, after he formed a pill, he still did not plan to leave the Zhang family, so the Zhang family

Since then, the second Jindan real person has been welcomed, and the family's momentum has suddenly grown a lot, comparable to a small sect like Linghu Sect.

Just as Zhang Shiping flew all the way to Nanming Island, three monks sat cross-legged on a brown-gray rock on the previous unknown deserted island.

One of the men with a fierce look on his face covered his left eye with his hands, and blood still bleeded from time to time between his fingers. He hammered the huge rock under him, and the huge rock suddenly cracked.

He spitted, gritted his teeth and said, "Since we have not been able to lead those people here, we can do it while they have not yet walked away."

Next to the ruthless man was an old man with a dove-faced face in a navy Taoist robe. He glanced at the man with a hint of solemnity in his eyes. He shook his head:

"Fellow Daoist Cai, don't be impatient. Are you sure that the one who solved the problem of Huijiu in two or three times is the one from Xuanyuan Sect. This person really didn't notice anything abnormal? If he goes back and returns, use this person's escape method, we three

No one can keep him. If it is exposed, we can't stay in Nanzhou anymore, and we can only escape from the deep sea at that time. I think it's better not to be so reckless. Before the others notice it, we should take it first.

Let’s do it, anyway, we have already made enough money during this period.”

The man snorted coldly when he heard this, "In order not to let this person notice, I have to carry the magic backlash and almost lost an eyeball. Fellow Daoist, what do you think? If he really notices it, then his methods

It’s no less than those old monsters of the Nascent Soul, can we still sit here safely?"

After saying that, the big man coughed a few times and spit out a mouthful of black, red and smelly blood. His face was also white and red. It was obvious that the eyes were not only injured, but also his internal organs were damaged.

The old man in the dove smiled bitterly and said that the man should not be angry, so as not to get worse.

"Okay, you both should be quieter. Since it may be discovered here, for safety reasons, let's change the place. As for your tumbling dove, Fellow Daoist Cai, I and Fellow Daoist Chen will compensate you.

It will make you suffer." Another monk in white robe who was sitting quietly patted his clothes, stood up and said with his back.

"That's good, it's still fellow Taoist Yu, what about you, Fellow Daoist Chen?" The big man grinned and clasped his fists.

The old man in the dove looked at the big man, "This is what I deserve, I have no objection."

As soon as the words were finished, the old man with the dove face and the big man suddenly changed his breath, as fast as thunder, and he rushed towards the white-robed monk's back. At this moment, the big man could not see the injury.
Chapter completed!