In the Ice Sky and Snow Scenery Array Hall, Xie Ping informed the matter and was strictly prohibited from going out by disciples of sects below the mid-stage foundation building stage. She estimated that this weirdo only had the cultivation level of the fake pill at most, and she might still be a demon cultivator because she

On the wound on the back of his registered disciple Shi Dididi, I felt the residual aura. The demonic aura and evil aura were in conflict with each other, and there was a sense of corruption and erosion.

An hour later, a blue light flew from the horizon. In the hall, the blue light dissipated, revealing a nine-foot-high short-haired man with straight beards. He strode forward, dozens of people in the hall.

Monk Ji immediately retreated and gave way.

"Meet Uncle Ma." Everyone held their fists and saluted. Zhang Shiping took a few steps back and saluted with his fists. At this time, the role of a Jindan monk was highlighted. Seeing the second Jindan from the sect coming,

Many foundation-building monks present also felt a little relieved.

Zhang Shiping was planning to get up in his mind. He had already completed his duty mission and planned to go back to the sect these days. However, in this case, going out is obviously an irrational behavior. If the weird person in the Golden Pill stage is still

Hiding outside, the monk in the early stage of foundation building does not have any backhand power. Even if he uses the self-destructive secret technique of Yuanguang Xuanyu that he specially practiced, it would be useless in front of the Jindan monk.

He thought in his heart how this purple-skinned senior sister escaped from the Jindan monk's life, which was really a blessing and a great life. But seeing that she is almost completely in her cultivation, she almost practiced continuously

The cultivation level of the Ninth Level of Qi cannot be stable. It should have been used as a certain secret technique, and the consequences are still very serious. If it weren’t for Uncle Xie’s help, the situation would have been even worse now.

Uncle Ma walked to the white jade platform, Xie Ping sent a voice to him, and explained the whole story in a few words.

After hearing this, his face was a little bad. He had no impression of the weird guy. He was still two or three feet tall. I was afraid that it was not a Jindan cultivator who had practiced some kind of demonization technique.

The key is that the two of them have no impression of this sudden demon cultivator. They recalled all of the six immortal cultivation sects in Baimang Mountain, or the various Jindan families and even the Jindan cultivators, but there was still no such person.

They believed that this weirdo was not from other sects, and a hidden golden elixir monk could not expose himself in order to kill a few foundation-building and qi-building monks.

Thinking of this, the two looked at each other and had an answer to the identity of this weird monster cultivator. What they were afraid of was this kind of Jindan monk who caused trouble from outside, like a rootless duckweed, who took action as he pleased without any scruples.

Basic monks and Qi training monks are even more decisive and ruthless in their attacks.

However, a sharp look flashed in Ma Hua's eyes. Even if a dragon crosses the river and arrives at Baimang Mountain, he has to keep it honestly. He doesn't have the lives of other Jindan monks in his hand. The disciples on the sixth floor of foundation building can all get it from it.

After escaping his life, he could see that the weird man was not strong enough, so he had this idea.

His spiritual sense sent a message to Xie Ping, and the two discussed ways to deal with it. The two Jindan monks were not afraid of each other, but this person was hiding in the dark, so the foundation-building disciples of the sect were very dangerous.

"Disciples below the late stage of the foundation building in cultivation will go out first, and there is also a strict prohibition to go out recently, so as not to lose their lives innocently." The two of them sent their spiritual senses on the white jade platform for a while. Ma Hua stopped and turned to the monks below the stage and said, "

, waved his hand to let him retreat.

If the formation is not used, then the disciples below the late stage of Foundation Establishment will not be able to help, and even the cultivators in the late stage of Foundation Establishment can only attack.

Dozens of monks in the early stage of the foundation building retreated one after another and walked out of the hall. Zhang Shiping was also among this group of people. He looked at the hall where only seven senior brothers in the late stage of the foundation building were left.

"Junior Brother Zhang, Junior Brother Fu, go to my place to sit first. Anyway, this matter will take some time to come to fruition." Nan Huishou found Zhang Shiping and Fu Dahai walking together outside the hall.

These monks in the middle and early stages of foundation building cannot get involved. They have to rely on the senior brothers and uncles of the sect in the late stages of foundation building. They know that there are shameless Jindan monks who will ignore their identity and build their foundation on them.

When the monks started, they didn't have much oil or water.

"Okay." Zhang Shiping and Fu Dahai nodded. Zhang Shiping's Qingling Ancient Boat, the three of them drove to Nan Huishou. They were not in power and did not do anything. They were related to the matter of Jindan. At most, the three of them also said one thing.

Just say it.

After that day, Xie Ping and Ma Hua in the hall searched hundreds of miles of the Ice Spirit Stone Mining Veins, and they went to search for some more hidden places.

Until a month later, the news came from the Nascent Soul Ancestor of Zhengyang Sect, so that they would not have to look for it anymore.

The specific situation has not been explained, but after the Nascent Soul Ancestor spoke, there should be no problem with the matter.

In a spiritual mountain thousands of miles away, a middle-aged monk with red eyebrows and a short and fat monk in gorgeous clothes were walking in the mountains.

"The Nanbu Palace is about to be opened. When will we go over this time?" said the Red Eyebrow monk to the short and fat monk.

"Forget it, I heard from fellow Taoist Xuanmu that outside the seal formation of the Demon Suppression Valley recently, the fellow Taoist Li Jingqing from Wanjian Sect was very restless. I was worried that if he went crazy, it would be difficult. We have these few people.

It’s better to take this opportunity to see if he can be drawn out and solve the problem once and for all." Zhengyang Sect, the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, had a murderous intent in his tone to the Red Eyebrow Cultivator.

"After so many years, the demon cultivator in the valley has been exhausted for eight or ninety years. Even if he is not dead, he will not be able to make any big waves. Anyway, we, Baimang Mountain, cannot get any good things in the Nanbu Palace,

Take this opportunity to see if you can lead the guy who hides his head and tail." The Red Eyebrow monk shook his head.

The Demon Suppression Valley is a place where Venerable Wanjian suppressed a cross-border demon cultivator who came thousands of years ago. It was very early, one or two thousand years earlier than Zhengyang Sect, and now it has been almost six thousand years.

It’s enough to kill two or three Nascent Soul cultivators in such a long time. That god-dividing demon cultivator who is not a human race, even if his methods are superb, he can only wait to die slowly in the Demon Suppressing Valley where spiritual energy is forbidden

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"By the way, what do you do with that monster?" asked the short and fat Nascent Soul Ancestor of Zhengyang Sect.

"See if it can be domesticated. If it doesn't work, kill the Pill."

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After staying in the formation for nearly two months, a red light flew into the formation in the backyard where Zhang Shiping was. Zhang Shiping stopped his work and got up, took the jade slip and looked at it, and knew about the golden elixir.

The weirdo's matter has been resolved, and his face has relaxed a little. Finally, he doesn't have to worry about being attacked by this shameless Jindan monk when he goes out.

Zhang Shiping made an appointment with several foundation-building fellow disciples. A few days later, they flew back to the sect safely and without any trouble. Everyone who was alert all the way breathed a sigh of relief and said goodbye to each other.

As soon as he returned to the cave in Yekunshan, Zhang Shiping immediately selected two rooms, arranged a formation, and placed the Blood Moon Scorpion Spider and the Phantom Ghost Locust.

After only an hour passed, the three managers of the Zhang family rushed over, with sadness on their faces, and bad news. The eldest elder of the Zhang family went there a few days ago.
Chapter completed!