"Sometimes thirty-three points of contribution, sometimes thirty-four points."

Han Tao answered honestly.

Chen Ping's expression softened. It was more than thirty points a month, which was almost four hundred points a year, which was consistent with the salary he had set.

Come to think of it, Second Uncle and the others don't dare to skimp on the key point of the guest's treatment.

Walking into the temple, a pure spiritual energy blows in the wind.

"Yes, the training environment of the Enshrinement Hall is almost the same as that outside Fuge Mountain."

Chen Ping was satisfied that the aura of Haichang's inner city could not be compared with that of Fuge Mountain, so he asked his second uncle to build more spirit gathering arrays, spending thousands of spirit stones for this purpose.

Chen Baishan obviously followed the instructions meticulously.

With a flash of consciousness, Chen Ping discovered a dozen different smells in the backyard.

After walking hundreds of steps along the stone steps, the originally narrow sight gradually broadened. Located in the middle of the backyard was a giant white jade pavilion with a radius of nearly one mile.

In the pavilion at this moment, there are two monks at the ninth level of qi training, each driving their magic weapon, fighting back and forth.

Beside, fifteen or six spectators were attentive, all their eyes cast on the pavilion.

Chen Baishan, Yuchi Xingyuan, Chen Xuefeng, Xing Linnian and other familiar people are among them.

Of course, Chen Ping had no interest in watching the Qi training level fighting. With a wave of his hand, two spiritual lights suddenly appeared, grabbing the two people in the pavilion tightly and completely separating them one from the left and the other from the right.

"Seventh Elder!"

"It's the deacon!"

The next moment, all the cultivators responded one after another. Except for Chen Baishan, all of them looked respectful and knelt down.

As his spiritual power circulated, Chen Ping flew to the top of Baiyu Pavilion.

"Today, I am here to teach the Dharma. I hope you will understand it with your heart."

Chen Ping spoke softly, but his voice was very loud and resounded through the clouds.

All the monks in the field were refreshed and sat on the spot with their ears raised and waiting for the sermon.

The cultivation experience of a foundation-building monk is usually not so easy to obtain.

…

Two hours later, in the side hall on the right.

Under Chen Baishan's introduction, a sweet-looking girl came timidly and saluted Chen Pingping: "Junior Huang Yumin, I have met the deacon."

What is surprising is that this girl, who has a lovely appearance, speaks in a voice as rough and harsh as a broken gong, which even Chen Ping felt uncomfortable hearing.

"Second uncle, you go out first. I have important matters to discuss with Huang Daoyou."

Chen Ping looked at Chen Baishan and ordered.

"good."

Chen Baishan responded and quietly retreated.

Holding the palm of his hand, a soundproof shield covered the two of them. Chen Ping looked at the girl for a few times and said gently: "Can Fellow Daoist Huang refine a second-level puppet?"

Yes, this woman is Huang Yumin, a second-class guest minister who was newly recruited by the worship hall two years ago and is proficient in puppetry.

"If it's just a second-level low-grade puppet, prepare a few more materials and you might be able to succeed once."

Huang Yumin thought for a moment and said cautiously.

The second-level low-grade, medium-grade, high-grade, and top-grade puppets respectively correspond to the four realms of foundation-building monks.

Among the several puppets that Chen Ping obtained at the Longxia Sect's storage stronghold, the Silver Wolf Puppet and the Fire Bear Puppet were second-level middle-grade ones, while the Black Tiger Puppet was a second-order low-grade puppet.

"Fellow Daoist Huang is a casual cultivator from Feiyue Island."

Chen Ping recalled the information about this woman recorded in Chen Qiudong's jade slips and couldn't help but ask.

"Yes."

Huang Yumin raised his baby face and said without thinking.

"There is a shop in Feiyue City that specializes in selling spirit boats. Does Fellow Daoist Huang know its name?"

Chen Ping paused and continued.

"This junior has been living outside the city and rarely goes to the city."

Huang Yumin had a hint of panic in his eyes and pretended to be calm.

"oh."

Chen Ping nodded slightly, and suddenly said strangely: "How old is Huang Daoyou?"

"I am actually thirty-nine years old, but I look childish on the outside and have not changed for decades, which has caused many Taoist friends to misunderstand me."

Huang Yumin did not hesitate this time and said rather helplessly.

"Yeah?"

Chen Ping moved, instantly restrained Huang Yumin, and slapped a heart-asking talisman on her Shenting point.

Ten breaths later, Huang Yumin's consciousness became clear. When he saw Chen Ping's extremely cold eyes, his face immediately turned extremely pale.

"Since you, Daoyou Huang, have sincerely joined my Chen family, why should you hide your background?"

Chen Ping's sharp eyes were like a sharp sword piercing her heart.

Huang Yumin's legs trembled, and he said calmly: "Senior, I apologize, I did not intentionally deceive. I... I just... just in case, I thought it would be more convenient to change my identity."

"snort."

Chen Pingping hummed expressionlessly, but his original coldness disappeared.

He used the Heart Questioning Talisman to interrogate her just now, and learned that the woman's age was not false, but she was not a casual cultivator from Feiyue Island at all, but was from the Huang family, a cultivating family.

She just came to Haichang Island to seek a living, but she had no ill intentions towards the family.

As for the others, since the duration of the Heart-Question Talisman was too short, he had no time to ask.

Chen Ping touched his chin and said coldly: "Huang Daoyou has a family to rely on, so why did he come to my Chen family to make a living?"

"My family was destroyed a few years ago."

Huang Yumin's expression darkened, and he whispered: "My Huang family is a small force with the inheritance of puppetry. There were originally two foundation-building monks in the family."

"My grandfather is one of the foundation-building elders."

"Three years ago, evil cultivators invaded Guiya Island, and less than ten people from my Huang family escaped."

"My grandfather, Taoist monk, and children all died at the hands of the villains. I managed to escape from the siege and fled to Haichang Island alone."

"Two years ago, I recovered from my injuries. I saw that the noble worship hall was recruiting casual cultivators on a large scale and the benefits were generous, so I chose to stay."

After hearing what she said, Chen Ping said in a faint tone: "The three island owners of Guiya Island are only in the middle stage of foundation building. Although your Huang family has few foundations, it occupies a favorable location. How could it be easily wiped out?"

"It's Qin Dong, the owner of Qing Mo Island. That dog thief is in charge of Guiya Island!"

"He was already at the level of Foundation Establishment at that time. My grandfather didn't even survive a few breaths before he died tragically. If he hadn't activated the protective formation before he died, none of us in the Huang clan would have been able to escape.

.”

Huang Yumin gritted his teeth, his watery eyes filled with flames of hatred.

Qin Dong?

Chen Ping wrinkled the tip of his nose. Isn't this guy a casual cultivator? He actually took over the notorious Guiya Island. It's really interesting.

The last time he saw Qin Dong was at the auction in Qianxiu Hall.

At the beginning, this person colluded with more than a dozen outer island foundation builders, threatened the Jin family to open the palace gate, and flew towards the Star-Zhaing Pavilion, which had no defense.

Chen Ping guessed that Qin Dong successfully broke through the Star Reaching Pavilion and obtained a large amount of training resources, and then advanced to the state of Dzogchen.

"Did your Huang family seek refuge on Jinrui Island before the disaster?"

Chen Ping frowned and said with an unattractive expression.

"The Jin family sent people to lobby twice, but they were politely rejected by the senior leaders of our clan."

Huang Yumin suddenly raised his head and said in horror: "Senior...Senior, do you suspect that the Jin family is behind Guiya Island?"

"I have never told you how the powerful Yuandan power of the Jin family could accept evil cultivators as their minions."

Chen Ping shrugged and said confidently: "Fellow Daoist Huang, just stay in the worship hall with peace of mind. Even though Guiya Island is powerful, my Chen family is not a soft persimmon to be bullied."

"By the way, I would like to trouble fellow Taoist to follow me to Fuge Mountain for a while. I am very interested in the puppets. I hope fellow Taoist Huang will give me some advice."

"Don't worry, Sir Deacon, I will give you all my money."

Huang Yumin promised swornly.

Chen Ping smiled, grabbed the woman's shoulders, and flew straight out of the worship hall.

Before leaving, he sent a message to his second uncle Chen Baishan.

From now on, new monks who enter the enshrinement hall will have to wear a heart-searching talisman to test their origins.
Chapter completed!