Chapter 84 Leaving peacefully

The courtyard hall.

When Yu Yan saw the female cultivator from last time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

Mu Jin walked in and bowed, "My name is Mu Jin, and I'm an external member of Zhenbao Tower. Nice to meet you, fellow Taoist!"

Yu Yan returned the greeting, "My husband's Taoist companion, Yu Yan."

After sitting down.

Shen Ping didn't say anything either, but drank the spiritual tea and waited quietly.

Time passes by little by little.

The hall was quiet with only the sound of breathing.

As the shadow of the courtyard gradually lengthened, Mu Jin couldn't help but speak out, "Master Shen Fu, we have to be careful in Chun Man Yuan. Even if we can get out safely, we will be in danger when we reach the outskirts of the Shi Wan Da Shan without a strong person to protect us."

Shen Ping nodded, "Friend Mu's words make sense, we will act accordingly."

He has made all the preparations.

One hundred golden talismans.

Second order puppet.

Five armor talismans.

There are also special disposable magic tools that were purchased from Zhenbao Tower at the cost of the family's savings.

These methods are sufficient to deal with cultivators in the early stages of foundation building.

Just keep a low profile.

With his cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi training and the fact that he is a talisman master who is not good at fighting, even if Chun Manyuan takes action, it is unlikely to cause trouble to a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building.

But if it really is the late stage of foundation building...

Shen Ping opened the virtual panel and looked at the golden shining talisman magic.

Whether you can survive depends on this time.

In addition.

There is also the purple pearl given by Bai Yuying’s brother.

The other party belongs to Chunmanyuan and must be aware of the situation in Chunmanyuan. At the very least, he would not harm his sister for no reason.

Thoughts are flying.

The agreed time has arrived.

Shen Ping stood up suddenly and looked at Yu Yan and Mu Jin, "Let's go!"

Step out of the courtyard gate.

None of the three looked back, and this small courtyard will become dust in the future.

On the way to Chunmanyuan.

Waves of cold air swept across.

Mu Jin followed Shen Ping and Yu Yan closely, looking around from time to time. The market town was deserted and a little desolate, and no one knew if there were any robbers hiding in the dark waiting.

Walk out of the market.

No one was attacked when they arrived at Chunmanyuan.

Shen Ping and the other two breathed a sigh of relief.

When I smelled the strong scent of powder, matchmaker Zeng had already come out. She glanced at Yu Yan and Mu Jin and said with a warm smile, "Master Shen Fu, please come in."

First we came to the private room.

Matchmaker Zeng drank the spiritual tea and said, "Master Shen Fu, three of you."

Shen Ping took out more than ten auxiliary second-level talismans, and then took out the remaining soul-protecting talismans.

"Friend Zeng, please take good care of me."

As he spoke, he quietly placed a lightning talisman in his hand, and a ray of light appeared between his fingers.

Matchmaker Zeng's eyes jumped and she quickly covered Shen Ping's hand, then stood up and said, "There are other Taoist friends who haven't come yet. I'll go check at the door."

moment.

Shen Ping walked out of the private room, glanced at matchmaker Zeng, and followed her to the gate of Chunmanyuan.

Take the lightning talisman.

Matchmaker Zeng smiled widely and said in a voice transmission: "Master Shen Fu, someone will take you to Yunshan Swamp later. Remember, when choosing a flying boat, you must choose the purple sword-shaped flying boat!"

The two of them exchanged a few words.

Shen Ping was alert.

He was a little unsure about what Zeng the matchmaker said, but for now he had no choice but to believe it.

I hope that lightning talisman will be useful!

About half an hour passed.

The sky outside had darkened completely, and the entire market town was filled with an eerie, bloody light.

The backyard of Chunmanyuan.

At this time, more than a hundred monks gathered together.

Some of them smelled strongly of blood, some were nervous, and some were as alert and careful as Shen Ping.

After a while.

Several monks in black robes and blood-red masks appeared at the entrance to the backyard. They exuded a faint spiritual pressure and were obviously foundation-building monks.

"Follow closely."

"If you fall behind, don't blame us."

After saying.

These foundation-building monks stepped on their magic weapons and soared into the sky.

whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Shen Ping grabbed Yu Yan and Mu Jin and quickly caught up.

The powerful spiritual power of the eighth level of Qi training made it effortless to control the flying magic tool, and other casual cultivators followed closely behind.

Shrouded in blood.

Yunshanfang gradually became smaller and smaller.

Led by a foundation-building cultivator, the team did not encounter any attacks along the way. But after arriving above the Yunshan Swamp, all the cultivators' faces became solemn, because the monsters in the Yunshan Swamp don't care whether you have established a foundation or not.

As we go deeper.

From time to time, a casual cultivator would groan and fall down before he could react.

The foundation-building cultivator in front didn't even look at him.

Mu Jin nervously grabbed the corner of Shen Ping's clothes tightly, and the spirit-protecting talisman on her body was shining.

now.

Shen Ping didn't care about anything else and slapped his waist. The light shield of the Armor Spirit Talisman enveloped the three of them. Such a thick spiritual light attracted the attention of many wandering cultivators, and even the foundation-building cultivator in front of him glanced over here.

Bang bang!

Some monks reacted quickly and dodged the sudden attacks from the monsters on the swamp ground, while others were unable to dodge in time but had rich fighting experience and soon caught up with the team again.

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

However, Shen Ping had the armor talisman for protection, so he was unharmed after two or three attacks.

"It's the direction of the Jinyang Sect's underground mineral vein!"

Yu Yan sent a voice message, "Be careful."

Shen Ping frowned.

What is Chun Manyuan doing by taking them to the underground mine?

The night deepens.

The number of monks following the team was reduced from hundreds to less than half.

Mu Jin’s pretty face turned pale.

She knew that if it weren't for Shen Ping's armor talisman, even if she paid thirty soul-protecting talismans, she would not be able to reach the depths of the Yunshan Swamp.

"We're at the front!"

Soon the voice of the foundation-building cultivator spread.

All the surviving cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.

whoosh.

The light of the magic weapon under their feet disappeared, and Shen Ping and others landed on the top floor of the pavilion built by Jinyang Sect in the mining area. They saw three small flying boats at the edge, and the flying boats were already packed with monks.

See the numbness beneath these black hairs.

Shen Ping was shocked.

"Hurry up and get on the flying boat!"

The foundation-building monk urged, "Each flying boat can only accommodate twelve people. If it's full, wait here for the next batch!"

Hearing this.

The surviving monks quickly flashed and rushed towards the flying boat.

Shen Ping, along with Yu Yan and Mu Jin, rushed towards the purple sword-shaped flying boat on the left. After landing inside the flying boat, he felt a little more at ease.

At this time, Yu Yan held Shen Ping's wrist with a little force.

Raising his eyes and following his gaze, he was stunned for a moment.

Su Daoyou.

He didn't expect to meet Fellow Daoist Su from Hongliu Lane here.

The other party also seemed to notice Shen Ping and Yu Yan, and the numbness in his eyes had a hint of color.

The flying boat did not start and continued to wait.

About a cup of tea.

Several figures in black robes and blood-red masks flew out from the underground mineral veins, and then landed directly on the purple sword-shaped flying boat.

Boom! Trembling.

The three flying boats suddenly turned into rainbow lights of different colors and flew towards the Shiwan Mountains.

The surviving monks, including Shen Ping, were all shocked and confused.

There are even more monsters in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

It is very difficult to cross the river. Only the defensive formation of a large flying boat can resist the attacks of monsters. Once a small flying boat like Chunmanyuan is attacked by monsters, it is difficult to ensure safety.

But no one dared to question it at this time.

Several hours passed.

The long dark night ushered in a little dawn. In the distant horizon, the light bloomed from the night sky, and the scenery below the flying boat became clear.

I saw the majestic and rolling mountains shrouded in clouds and mist, and from time to time I could hear the roars of monsters. Some of the roars carried such powerful aura and pressure that the flying boat was shaking and on the verge of collapse.

But surprisingly, no monster attacked the flying boat.

that's all.

The three flying boats quickly crossed the Ten Thousand Mountains.

All the monks' tense spirits gradually relaxed a little. If the flying boat was not too crowded, Shen Ping would have wanted to sit down cross-legged.

"Senior, where is my sister?"

Hear the voice transmission.

Shen Ping subconsciously looked in front of the flying boat, only to see a monk in a black robe and a blood-red mask turning around, his eyes filled with a familiar look of suppressed anger.

"Qingyang City!"

He was surprised and replied immediately.

Bai Yuying's younger brother was startled, and the anger in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he was filled with gratitude. "Thank you, senior. I didn't expect that I could come out of Yunshan Swamp alive. Senior, don't worry, this purple flying boat can leave safely. The purple bead should not be used anymore, but you'd better keep it. Maybe it will be useful in the future."

Shen Ping's heart finally settled down. He hurriedly asked, "Where is the purple flying boat going?"

…

If you can’t wait, you can save up. I need to write this book slowly and think it over.

(End of this chapter)