After the transmission jade slip entered the formation, Zhang Shiping waited in the pavilion for a long time. Seeing the scorching sun in the sky breaking through dawn, thousands of orange lights emitted, dispelling the cold fog condensed in the night in the mountains, the cave formation in front of him still did not open.

Could it be that the person happened to be not in the cave? Zhang Shiping frowned and thought to himself that it seemed that he had come here very unfortunately!

Outside the pavilion, there were sparse woods, and the crisp and pleasant birds singing came to Zhang Shiping's ears with the breeze in the mountains. Several small birds with green feathers and yellow beaks were playing among the trees.

After Zhang Shiping waited for a while, he was about to leave, and when he was about to leave, there was a faint sound of footsteps on the bluestone steps not far away. Zhang Shiping turned his head and looked, there was no figure, but his ears

After moving for a while, without having to release his spiritual sense, he was very sure that he had heard the sound of someone stepping on the snow. Someone was indeed coming up the mountain.

After a while, at the corner of the mountain road, Zhang Shiping saw a monk wearing a light blue robe walking out. Zhang Shiping's eyes flashed with inspiration, and he used the Heavenly Eye Technique to see this person clearly.

Later, I realized it was him.

This monk is Chen Wenguang's disciple, and Chen Shiqi, a blood clan who was taken from the secular world by Chen Wenguang. More than ten years have passed. Chen Shiqi has grown up now, at the age of thirty-eight or ninety, Qi Refining Seven

The level of the level is not weak.

Seeing someone in the pavilion, he walked over quickly. Chen Shiqi knew about Zhang Shiping's appearance. He had seen him several times and was the uncle of the sect. So when he saw Zhang Shiping's appearance, he immediately bowed and bowed.

After that, he came over and was about to stay away from Zhang Shiping, and heard Zhang Shiping say lightly: "Shi Qi, isn't your second uncle in the cave today?"

The second uncle in Zhang Shiping's mouth is Chen Wenguang. At the age of 80, he has long been a family of children and grandchildren in ordinary people. He is a birthday boy who is the ancestor. Like Chen Wenguang's other brothers and sisters, only two are still alive, but they usually have to walk.

Others support me, otherwise I will not be able to walk steadily.

After Chen Wenguang entered the Qi Refining Period, the forty people in the Chen family suddenly turned over. Life was no longer tight. They usually had meat and vegetables. Children in the family also had books to read. Every year, they were all the time.

Not to mention the holidays.

After Chen Wenguang became a foundation-building monk and had his own Lingshan, Qianling Mountain in the sect, he returned to the secular world. At this time, the Chen family was already a man named Bai Yu, from still embracing him to ten

There are about forty children next year.

He tested it one by one. Originally, Chen Wenguang had no hope, but perhaps it was because of the Chen family's ancestral tomb that he actually measured a child with spiritual roots. Chen Wenguang saw that Chen Shiqi was not young, just right.

Moreover, Duan Wen had already learned to read, so he did not hesitate any more. After returning to Zhengyang Sect, he took Chen Shiqi with him and returned to Qianling Mountain of Zhengyang Sect.

"My second uncle has been in seclusion seven days ago and practiced." Chen Shiqi replied very simply.

Zhang Shiping sighed in disappointment, turned around and took out the Qingling Ancient Boat, threw it up, and the wind grew longer. Just as he was about to step on and leave, a fire came from the cave formation and stopped in front of Zhang Shiping.

The large formation of clouds rolled, revealing a portal that was just enough for people to penetrate. Zhang Shiping quickly swept the jade slip with his spiritual sense. From it, he heard the sound of Chen Wenguang asking him to come in, and only let Zhang Shiping in, strange.

Chen Shiqi was not mentioned, but what surprised Zhang Shiping even more was that the voice exuded a weak feeling...

Putting down the jade slip, Zhang Shiping's heart was as deep as a stone, but no matter how anxious he was, the ancient Qingling boat still fell slowly, shrinking to the size of a palm in the faint green light, stopped on Zhang Shiping's palm and disappeared. He continued

With a flash of shape, Zhang Shiping no longer had the calm expression in front of Chen Shiqi, but instead showed an anxious look on his face. He quickly walked through the cave passage and soon arrived at the quiet room where Chen Wenguang practiced.

"Uncle, what happened?" Zhang Shiping saw Chen Wenguang wearing a gray-white cotton cloth clothes, with a face like gold paper, walking out of the quiet room. He asked hurriedly.

"Ahem...hem, it's nothing big. It's just when you break through. You're a little impatient. Your magic power rushes backwards in the meridians. Fortunately, it adjusted in time and it will be fine after three or five months of rest. By the way, don't tell Qi about this.

Son, he is a little simple-minded and can't hide the trouble." Chen Wenguang covered his mouth with his hands, hissing and coughed a few times. After the coughing stopped, he shook his hand at Zhang Shiping, making him relieved.

Zhang Shiping hurried over and reached out to help Chen Wenguang sit down on a brown-yellow pear-wood back chair. At the same time, he touched the storage bag on his waist, trying to get some healing pills, but his spiritual sense was in the storage bag.

After searching for a breath or two, I found that there were only two bottles of ordinary first-level healing pills in my storage bag that were a long time ago. As for the elixir that can cure the damage of Zhang's meridians due to the existence of a bronze lamp,

Zhang Shiping didn't prepare half of the pill that was most likely to be used in cultivation. The others suddenly became dull and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

However, Chen Wenguang may have not noticed Zhang Shiping's situation because of his injury. He took out the storage bag from his arms, input mana to the storage bag, and instantly took out a transparent green bottle and poured it out from it.

A pill that looked like green jade, the pill bottle rolled round in his palm. When Chen Wenguang used his magic power to activate it, the vigorous vitality in the pill immediately spread out.

After the vitality of the elixir was stimulated, Chen Wenguang took it. The spiritual medicine melted in his mouth and the medicine power spread. Chen Wenguang's astringent and painful meridians also relaxed a little as the medicine power flowed, and his face became a little more relaxed.

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"Uncle, are you getting better?" Zhang Shiping asked caringly after seeing that Chen Wenguang's breath was no longer so disordered and his magic power fluctuations were getting better.

"It's much better, Shiping, please sit down too, don't stand." Chen Wenguang relaxed and became secretly afraid. He was too impatient before. The foundation-building monk failed to break through, which is normal that his magic power was reduced.

He was just slightly injured, but this time, in order to be more confident, he also used secret techniques to stimulate his dantian and stimulate his magic power.

After his breakthrough failed, these magical powers were like wild horses, rushing around in his meridians, making him unable to move for a while. When Zhang Shiping entered the formation, Chen Wenguang had spent seven or eight hours taming his meridians.

The magic power of the rush made Zhang Shiping wait outside the cave for so long, and there was no way.
Chapter completed!