Chapter 70 Silver Light Shines

Every house in the courtyard of Yunhe Lane has a formation restriction. This restriction has simple defense and suppression effects. However, as a safe residence, the cultivators will arrange some means in the house. Shen Ping specially purchased a small formation plate.

Chen Ying is a disciple of the Hehuan Sect. Although he is only in the middle stage of Qi training, he has more methods than the casual practitioners.

Put it in the past.

Shen Ping will not let it go easily.

But now he has talismans, magic tools, and wooden plaques, so even the foundation-building methods can hardly hurt him. But just in case, before leaving, he still instructed Yu Yan that if he entered the house, she must wake him up with sound or other means. If she really couldn't stop him, she must immediately ask for help from Zhenbao Tower through the communication talisman.

Get out of the house.

He walked slowly to the door of Room 4.

Chen Ying was wearing a purple gauze dress, her black hair was tied with a light purple ribbon, her waist was tight, her curves were exquisite, and when she smiled, there were curved dimples at the corners of her lips, and she was innocent and lively, "Master Shen Fu is really here, yes, the house wooden sign, this time leave the aura, you can come in anytime in the future."

Shen Ping waved his hand and left a breath behind. After passing through the formation restriction, he stood at the door and took a step before stopping, "Fellow Daoist Chen, where is the technique?"

Seeing this, Chen Ying sneered, "You passed by the door without entering. Tsk tsk, I thought Master Shen Fu had become bolder after breaking through to the late stage of Qi training, but now it seems that he has not changed."

Shen Ping turned and left.

"etc."

Chen Ying hurriedly called out to stop him, and then speechlessly took out the jade slip from the storage bag, "The skills are all in there, where's the Dingyan Pill!"

Shen Ping turned around and said with a faint smile, "I didn't buy it."

Hearing this.

Chen Ying's pretty face instantly turned cold, "Mr. Shen, are you kidding me?"

"Fellow Daoist Chen misunderstood."

"I just want to confirm whether the technique is authentic."

Shen Ping smiled and shook his head.

"How do you want to be sure?"

"Zhenbaolou has a method for identification."

Chen Ying laughed, but her voice became even colder. "Mr. Shen, I see that you are just teasing me... You asked for this!"

The voice fell.

The bells seemed to be swaying in the wind.

The environment in front of Shen Ping suddenly changed. Bells tied with red ropes were scattered all around. When the wind blew, the bells all made crisp sounds... The combined sound of the bells made people dizzy and had a headache.

Buzz~ His Niwan Palace foundation-building consciousness flickered.

All the bells disappeared instantly.

"Humph, with your late stage Qi training, you can never break free from my Phantom Sound Bell."

Chen Ying sneered and grabbed Shen Ping and walked into the house.

However, this pull.

She found that Shen Ping was motionless.

Raise your eyes.

Suddenly I saw that half-smile on his face.

"you……"

Chen Ying found it unbelievable, but before she could say anything, her body froze, her eyes fixed on a talisman on Qingsi's forehead.

"Lightning Talisman."

She said it with difficulty.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, can you take out the jade slip now?"

"If you kill me."

"The Hehuan Sect will not let this go."

Chen Ying bit her lip and spoke word by word.

Shen Ping said calmly, "How many Dingyan Pills are you worth?"

Seeing Chen Ying silent.

He smiled gently, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Chen, I am just checking the authenticity of the jade slip. If it is real, I will give you the Dingyan Pill."

As he spoke, he took out a blood contract and said, "Of course, if Fellow Daoist Chen is willing to sign the blood contract and guarantee that the technique has not been tampered with, I won't have to go to the Zhenbao Tower."

moment.

Shen Ping left with the jade slip and the blood contract.

Behind her, Chen Ying gritted her teeth, her heart burning with anger, but when she saw the floating lightning talisman, she could only grit her teeth and swallow the anger.

“Wait!”

"I will definitely turn you into a demon puppet!"

…

Go back inside.

Shen Ping's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Dealing with the evil woman from the Hehuan Sect really required a lot of brains. Fortunately, he was well prepared and had a way to make up for whatever happened.

Yu Yan closed the door gently, then turned sideways and hugged Shen Ping.

“There’s something wrong with my body.”

“Right!”

Shen Ping took out the jade slip, waved it in front of Yu Yan, and said with a smile: "It's gone now."

Looking at the jade slip.

Yu Yan understood, and she stared at Shen Ping, "So you went to house number four for this jade slip."

Shen Ping nodded seriously, "Yes, the exercises inside can solve your physical condition."

Yu Yan suddenly smiled.

She seemed to be talking to herself, "Fellow Daoist Shen, you are really capable. Don't you know that it is dangerous to go there? Where is your caution? Where is your cowardice... You! Obviously! Are afraid of death!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Laughing and laughing.

The corners of her eyes gradually became wet and blurred, "But you still went."

"Just for my mother."

Shen Ping reached out and tucked the black hair behind Yu Yan's ears, "It's worth it."

The sound is very soft.

But in Yu Yan's heart, it was as heavy as a thousand pounds.

She couldn't hold back the tears any longer, but the smile on her face blossomed, "Use all your strength... to take me!"

"Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

Shen Ping carried Yu Yan straight into the main room.

When the two figures intersected.

A virtual frame on the virtual panel vibrated quietly, and then flashed silver light.

…

A few days later.

Zhenbao Tower in Fangshi.

Shen Ping brought the jade slip to the second floor. What he told Chen Ying about the Zhenbao Tower being able to identify the authenticity of martial arts was just a trick to confuse the other party. At least with his status as a guest official, he couldn't do it for the time being, but there were other ways.

"The Thousand Faces of Charm"

"The Luanfenghe"

"The special skills of the Hehuan Sect, the total contribution..."

Standing inside the contribution room.

Shen Ping breathed a sigh of relief. Although he couldn't tell whether the contents of the skills were true or false, judging from the contribution value, there should be no problem with these two special skills. In addition, with Chen Ying's blood contract, he would let Yu Yan practice them later.

Put it in the storage bag.

He had not walked a few steps out of the contribution room when he saw Mu Jin coming up the corner of the wooden stairs. She had changed into a delicate satin dress today, with light makeup on her eyebrows and lips, which made her eyes bright.

Just about to say hello.

Behind him appeared two disciples of the sect with extraordinary bearing. A small tripod was embroidered on the shoulders of their robes, and their brows were full of confidence.

Disciple of Danxia Sect.

"This way, both of you."

Mu Jin smiled sweetly and stretched out her hand.

Shen Ping stood there without moving. He waited until the three people entered the private room before he went downstairs and left Zhenbao Tower. He did not rush back to Yunhe Lane, but came to the restaurant where he had dinner with his wives and concubines last time, and sat in the same window seat.

About half an hour.

The jade pendant on his waist gradually became hot.

moment.

Across the table sat a monk in a black robe; the bloody mask he wore looked particularly terrifying from a close distance.

"My sister is Bai Yuying."

After the black-robed monk said this, he fell silent until he finished a cup of spiritual tea. When he stood up to leave, he said in a voice transmission, "Senior, if I am still alive at this time next year, I will come to wait for you. Remember, no matter what happens, do not leave Yunshanfang."

"Please don't tell her yet."

Looking at the back of the black-robed monk.

Shen Ping frowned, thinking, can't you just put it more clearly? ...

PS: It’s a bit late. I deleted this chapter several times. I have no choice.

(End of this chapter)