Bright Jade True Immortal

Bright Jade True Immortal Chapter 238

2021-07-30

Chapter 238 Dare to Seek Each Other (For Support, First Update)

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On Tan Zonghou's body, Chen Ping found a green storage bag and a crossbow.

Needless to say, the previous owner of this storage bag should be inspired by Island Lord Hong.

A Martial Artist who hasn't clicked on the Divine Transformation soul can't use the things of the fairy family.

As for the bow and crossbow, it is made of a kind of First Rank spiritual wood. With luck, it is divided into two immediately.

Closing his eyes and adjusting a little, Chen Ping showed a cautious face and walked to a deep pit in the distance.

In the winding shallow creek at the interval, a kind-hearted, white-haired old man was tied by several iron ropes and soaked in the water with his upper body naked.

"Fellow Daoist, save me."

The old man desperately twisted the iron rope on his body and shouted hoarsely.

However, Chen Ping turned a deaf ear and stepped across the stream without looking at him.

Half a mile beside the creek, there is a huge square-shaped pit.

Looking down from above, the big hole is dark, and it is impossible to see the bottom of the pit.

Hundreds of wrist-thick hemp ropes were piled up in front of the pit.

Chen Ping frowned, returned to the creek first, and took the old man up gently.

"Many thanks Fellow Daoist for saving me, Hong is very grateful."

The old man was wet and pale, and just lay down, there was a trace of blood with a fishy smell It flowed out of him, dyeing the nearby grass red.

For no other reason, this man's hand tendons and hamstrings were broken by sharp tools, and there was a black wound on his lower abdomen.

I think the dantian who came to him must have been severely damaged, resulting in the disappearance of the cultivation base.

Aside from the Divine Consciousness of the old man, now he is worse than a mortal.

This person will never survive a day if left to wash away in the icy stream.

"Fellow Daoist is Hong Qiu Hong's Island Lord, right?"

Chen Ping didn't loosen the iron for him, but asked indifferently.

"Ai, Hong is only a minor repairer of a certain Qi Refinement fifth layer, and he can stand on his own as a king on this mortal island." "What will we talk about Island Lord in the future, the civil strife on Lansuo Island, Hong's cultivation base has been scattered, and we still have to rely on Fellow Daoist to save him, so I have nowhere to go, I'm really ashamed!"

"Island Lord Hong , how did you end up like this? Could it be that there are other immortal cultivators who shot you?"

Chen Ping asked suspiciously, with his eyes closed.

Even if Hong Qiqi only has the fifth layer of Qi Refinement, it cannot be solved by three Great Grandmasters with a group of small trash fish.

A few random pictures of Level 1 low grade talisman are enough for martial artists covered head and sneaked away like a rat.

Hong Qifa smiled wryly, and said resentfully: "A dozen years ago, Hong killed a poisonous sea butterfly, extracted the poison from its inner liner, and made a broken demon crossbow out. ."

"The poison of sea butterflies can not only break through the spiritual power defense of the cultivator, but also make the hit arrow into a temporary paralysis."

"Hong Mou was used by Tan Zonghou. The demon crossbow sneak attacked."

Remembering the black arrow that Tan Zonghou hit him just now, Chen Ping sneered: "Fellow Daoist Hong actually trust his subordinates with the treasure that can threaten the life of a cultivator? "

The implication is that Hong Qifa's current situation is all because he has only oneself to blame.

"Tan Zonghou's disguise is very good, and a certain Hong helped him to break through True Qi Great Grandmaster. Who could have predicted his feelings for several decades?"

Hong Qifa laughed miserably and asked. Said: "Fellow Daoist Divine Force is amazing. It uses giant tree as a weapon. Is it a rare Qi Refinement Realm body cultivator?"

"Not bad."

Chen Ping nodded and looked at Moved to the deep pit and pointed at it: "The civil strife in Guidao must be because of that extraterrestrial meteorite."

"It's greedy, I'd rather it fall into the sea."

< p> Hong Qifa sighed sadly, and said it slowly and in great detail.

Half a month ago, he and a few Great Grandmasters immediately went to see the meteorite falling on the grasslands on the eastern side of the island.

At the bottom of the crater, they found the meteorite.

Hong Qiqi attacked with Magical Artifact, but did not even leave a shallow white mark.

As a cultivator, he immediately knew that this must be a high-grade ore.

He wanted to put it in a storage bag, but he couldn't get it in after trying several times.

Next, the four high-level officials on the island disagreed on what to do with the meteorite.

Hong Qifa suggested to bury it on the spot and continue to live a life like hidden land of peace and prosperity with the people on the island.

But the three Great Grandmasters believed that the meteorite should be pulled out and dedicated to a higher-level cultivator in exchange for the chance to ascend to the Immortal.

They themselves are too old to switch to martial arts.

The three Great Grandmasters have young descendants in their homes.

They even have bigger ambitions and want to start a Cultivation Family with this stone.

After ten days of stalemate, the three Great Grandmasters finally agreed to his plan.

But what Hong Qiqi absolutely couldn't believe was that the three harbor ulterior motives, Tan Zonghou, the one he trusted most, took advantage of his unpreparedness and attacked with a demon-breaking crossbow. broke his dantian and severed his limbs and tendons.

Tan Zonghou soaked him in water and tortured him, just to force him to tell the cultivation method and the trace of the Immortal Master on the outer island.

At the end, Hong Qifa's tone was full of anger and unwillingness.

And the blood spilled more and more from his body, and the whole person looked extremely weak.

Chen Ping listened silently, without any sympathy.

For fifteen days, Hong Qi found that he had countless opportunities to strike first, but let the so-called mortal Great Grandmaster stand above his head and clamor for opposition. He really lost his mind.

This Hong enlightenment may be that he has been out of Cultivation World for too long and has forgotten the sinister nature of the human heart.

Besides, where there are people, there are disputes.

There are also intrigues in the mortal world, and it is essential to guard against others.

"Trifling Martial Artist is even more greedy for profit."

Chen Ping snorted coldly, Tan Zonghou and others thought it was too simple.

A mortal Martial Artist presents treasures to the cultivator, and 80% of them will be killed a witness to silence them, and there may be a catastrophe involving the nine clans.

"Fellow Daoist, please kill me."

Suddenly, Hong Qifa turned his head and said in a calm tone.

He is a cultivator, and the cultivation base is completely scattered. Even if the blood is stopped, the rest of his life will be paralyzed on the bed, which is more uncomfortable than death.

"Since Fellow Daoist Hong is determined to die, why did he call me to save you just now?"

eyebrow raised, Chen Ping said leisurely.

"Hong a certain loner, low grade spirit root loose cultivator, high position and great wealth for several decades, and all the traitors die by the hands of Fellow Daoist Yu, I haven't been concerned for a long time. and obsession.”

Hong Qifa raised his head with difficulty and said hopefully: “Before Hong died, I wanted to boldly plead with Fellow Daoist for one thing.”

Chen Ping Leng He looked at him coldly and didn't answer.

A person whose cultivation base has been completely abandoned, what qualifications does he have to discuss conditions with him?

"The island is full of mortals except for Hong, and they don't know what fell."

"If Fellow Daoist has the ability to take away the ore, I hope not to hurt them. ."

"So, the old man will close his eyes."

After that, a ray of black blood spilled from the corner of his smiling mouth, and his head fell. breathed.

This man killed himself by biting his tongue.

"In the next life, Fellow Daoist should be a mortal."

After a long silence, Chen Ping sighed and threw Hong Qiqi's body into the stream.

He has settled on Lanso Island for most of his life.

Here may be his best destination.

Then, without delay, Chen Ping grabbed the hemp rope outside the deep pit, slipped his feet together, and touched the ground after about ten breaths.

In the pitch-dark space, lay a piece of black ore the size of the Eight Immortals Table.

Tear off the hundreds of hemp ropes that bind it, revealing the true body of the ore.

This stone has flat edges and corners, and is covered with tadpole-like patterns that seem to be carved out of nature. The whole exudes a faint black light, revealing an endless cold.

Chen Ping took a deep breath, then spread out his right palm and slowly approached.

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