Chapter 128:

Chen Caixing stood on the prosperous ancient street and shouted to the sky for courtship.
I don't know if Heaven Dad heard it.
Shen Jing walked a few meters away, but did not see Sister Yuan. When she turned around and saw Sister Yuan alone, she returned the same way, "Sister Yuan, what's wrong?"
You look for Lao Cheng first, be careful. Chen Caixing communicated with Qianxia with his consciousness. Covering his chest with his face, he smiled reluctantly and said, "Suddenly my heart is uncomfortable."
"Sister Yuan, are you okay?"
Yuan Green Tea pretended to be weak and shook his head and said, "It's okay, go back and rest."
"Yes, if you are uncomfortable, let's go back early." Shen Jing helped Sister Yuan and returned to the inn to deliver to the room. When she saw that there was a disciple outside the room, she said: "Sister Yuan is uncomfortable today, you and me Go to sleep."
Chen Caixing did not quit, saying: "Thank you Xiaojing, you are sincere." He also said to his companion's sister, "I'm sorry."
The two of them paid little attention to this trivial matter, and Shen Jing took the little disciple outside the door to leave, so that Sister Yuan would rest early.
Midnight.
Chen Caixing did not practice tonight, and the kimono was lying on the bed. Soon the room smelled wrong. He knew Lao Cheng and Qian Xia were coming.
When I opened my eyes, I saw two people in the room.
"Old Cheng, what did you repair?" Chen Caixing asked, sitting up first.
The answer given by Cheng Lifeng is simple, "Magic repair."
The appearance of Lao Cheng is an adult, but his temperament is different. In the past, it looked cold but it made people feel reliable. At first glance, he was a "positive" person, and now Lao Cheng has a kind of "evil" taste.
No wonder.
"I thought you were a disciple in Penglai Mountain." Chen Caixing said that he understands how to live in this world. "The most extreme goal should be soaring during the Mahayana period, so that I can go out."
The entire Ling Yunfeng suspected that the player, including him, had three players. This number is too small. Players still have a competitive relationship. Chen Caixing previously thought about whether players are scattered among various schools.
The result now seems to be that he has misunderstood. Mahayana Soaring does not necessarily have to practice the Dao, and there are various practices.
"When I came in, the person was set up as a deity, and he went through the thunder and thunder, and died in nine lives, and came over," Cheng Lifeng said.
Chen Caixing: "What state are you in now?"
"The beginning of Yuanying."
Yuanying, Huixu, Mahayana, Su Xiang is Huixu, of course, there are three stages of junior high school in each stage.
This is also better than his hard start from scratch.
"Brothers, don't forget the riches and the riches," said Chen Caixing, an African.
Old Cheng nodded seriously.
The two quickly exchanged the current information. Chen Caixing said that this copy is weird, and it is suspected that Su Xiang is the captain of the fragile city Hanxiang team Su Xiangxiang.
Cheng Lifeng provided a new way of thinking, "There have been no monks who have spent the past five years in this world, and I am a person who originally designed it. It was originally that Yuan Ying had gone through the robbery and returned to the virtual state. It’s not that I came here early to resist it, and now it’s gone, and now the cultivation base has fallen to the early stage of Yuanying.

The more the cultivation base is, the more difficult it will be to improve in the later period, not to mention Yuanying. There is a big difference between the early stage and the later stage. If you encounter a bottleneck during the cultivation period, it is not impossible to stay for hundreds of years at this time.
"Su Xiang's ghost?" Chen Caixing was affirmed though he was asking questions.
Cheng Lifeng said: "Remember the Little Red Riding Hood World?"
"It seems that we deliberately cleaned up." Chen Caixing knew what Lao Cheng meant.
One copy player intervenes too much, and the game is not a dead person. Naturally, another group of players will use their hands to "scramble anyway" to achieve a balance. Now it seems that Su Xiang uses props to pull them in, and the game is just like Su Xiang.
It is difficult for ordinary players to handle Su Xiang, otherwise it will not return to the virtual monk in five hundred years. Chen Caixing is one of the new bosses. If he is airborne, it is not his big face. He thinks he can try it if he is plugged all over. A try is a very modest statement.
"I think I may be the beloved son of Heaven's Dad." Chen Caixing said, swelled.
There must be repercussions when you remember. Maybe it's true if I say too much.
Cheng Lifeng glanced at Chen Caixing and silenced, "Isn't it a love girl?"
Chen Caixing: ...
Old Cheng you really are cold-faced.
Love girls love girls, as long as they can have the love of Heavenly Father. What kind of morals does Sister Yuan want? ! !
Cheng Lifeng, as the magic repair of Yuan Ying in the early days, the room was encircled, and it was still very convenient for them to speak. After talking about the serious matter, Chen Caixing glanced at Qianxia and asked: "The world of Qianxia follows you first. I am practicing the right path here. The ghost of Qianxia is not easy to come out and is easy to be found. I am bored in the little black house all day. Qianxia How about following Lao Cheng first?"
If Qian Xia is not happy, Chen Caixing will not be forced.
Yuan Qianxia was hesitant. He still wanted to protect his master. He was neglecting his duties without a companion, but now he is so useless, leaving him behind.
"I am Moxiu, and there are ghosts in the teaching circle to cultivate the mind. If Qianxia is willing to practice, I will find a few." Cheng Lifeng said.
Yuan Qianxia did not hesitate this time. He wanted to become stronger and wanted to be able to use him when the owner needed it.
Seeing that Qian Xia agreed, Chen Caixing said, "Is there anything to contact with my consciousness."
This is the best way. There is a messenger between him and Lao Cheng, and any news can be easily notified.
Cheng Lifeng took away Yuan Qianxia.
Continue to hurry the next day.
In this way, there was one thing happening on the road during the continuous journey. When they were located in a small town to supply, an ordinary person posed for a stall. I didn’t know how to provoke Ling Meifeng’s fairy, and the other party directly destroyed the stall owner.
"His eyes disgust me." The fairy fairy's voice was cold and high above her.
In the world of cultivation, the strong is the most respected. Ordinary people are like ants in the eyes of the cultivation.
"Sister Yuan, what's wrong with you?" Shen Jing thought that Sister Yuan didn't speak and thought she was uncomfortable, and said, "I'll give you medicine."
Chen Caixing asked: "The stall owner is dead, what do you think?"
"Why do you have an idea?" Shen Jing's tone was very puzzled, but it was just a ants.
Chen Caixing is not a Virgin Mary, but today's thing is to kill innocents. The stall owner only looked at Ling Meifeng's female fairy and lost her life. This made him re-understand the world of cultivation.
That is, Sister Yuan is going to become stronger.
After coaxing away Shen Jing, Chen Caixing took the time to go out and find the stall owner's family. The mother and son were about to faint, but Chen Caixing didn't look like an ordinary man dressed, immediately stopped crying, scared his face pale, shivering for mercy, and even had no courage to get justice for her husband and father.
It's not that the two don't want to discuss, but in the face of the huge disparity of strength, all they can do is ask for mercy and avoid.
Chen Caixing did not want to say much, put a bag of gold in front of women and children, and turned to leave.
The battlefield of players in this world is among the cultivators, but these ordinary people also really exist.
"Thank you, thank you fairy."
"Quick head."
The mother and son knelt and knelt, holding the gold bag and wept bitterly. The husband had died and had no way to live. The family had a difficult livelihood. The mother wanted to hang herself with a rope. Now it’s alright...
Afterwards, the road was very smooth. Wherever Ling Yunfeng went, the people in the small towns and towns all evaded, and a parent official gave up the backyard courtyard for the fairies to rest and supply.
This is not a god. The highest cultivation is Jin Dan, but in the eyes of these mortals it is a god.
"Arrived."
After flying for a whole month, the last few days and nights rushed to the road, and finally arrived, the new students were curious and looked up. Especially Jing Jing, stretching her neck to look into the distance, and quickly said, "This is the Kunlun Realm?" There was no lack of disappointment in the words.
Other disciples too, but they did not dare to say that they were a little taller than Ling Yunfeng.
"But just arrived at the edge of Kunlun World." Master Shen Jing was very gentle and said with a smile: "Fly for three days, you will see again."
"This is the edge?"
Everyone was amazed.
Such aura is rich, the high mountains are just the edge? Everyone was instantly curious about the Kunlun world.
Three days later.
All the new disciples did not dare to look and speak loudly. They were too big and majestic, and they flew for three days. There was no town in the Kunlun world. An ordinary people. Ling Yunfeng also allowed people to live and plant.
This blessed and beautiful place is all a fairy life in Kunlun.
"Master, how many fairies live here?"
"Less than a hundred."
! ! !
There are only a hundred people living in this Kunlun world of one million square kilometers.
It's too extravagant.
Before entering the mountain, Ling Yunfeng's disciples suddenly became earth buns. They used to think that they were the arrogants of heaven. Some talented disciples usually looked down on the outside of the door. Now they dare not speak up and follow the rules. Quails are similar.
It is powerful enough to dismount.
The stronger is still in the back. The main peak of Kunlun Realm is very high. Cultivated as a person who has no coagulation period and cannot use spells to fly up, so a disciple needs to climb by step by step.
"Sister Yuan, I can't see where my head is." Shen Jing cried.
This way can't use magic, it means that the body crawls. A lot of new disciples can suffer.
"Speak less and build up strength, let's go." Chen Caixing patted the the shoulder.
The mountain is an untapped mountain, steep into the clouds, it is difficult to walk, climbed halfway, and reached the end of the road, there was a fairy in Kunlun world who drew a ladder to let them have a way to go.
Chen Caixing walked in the middle without being too slow and slow. The disciples before and after were originally dressed in uniforms. The girls were fairy and pure and lovely, and the men were dignified and polite. Now they are all thin sweats on their heads and their hair sticks to their cheeks. Very embarrassed. Fortunately, he was not very tired. With one inch, he had no hair to mess with.
"Huh-I envy your sister now that you have no hair." Shen Jing rubbed her cheeks, her hair confused and uncomfortable.
Chen Caixing: I don't know what to say.
After crawling for two days and nights, it finally arrived. Before the people could breathe, they heard a beautiful fairy say: "You rest in the Guangyuan Temple, and after three months the big competition will open. Don't run around during this time."
"Yes."
Under the chain of Ma Wei, Ling Yunfeng's disciple who dared to talk nonsense, followed honestly into the empty room. It is very big, the mist is floating, creating a fairy atmosphere, the palace is magnificent, the steps are all jade, just like a fairyland.
One room per person.
Chen Caixing was arranged in the last room, during which Gu Dan was sent every day. After a few days, Shen Jing found, dumbfounded and said that the news they heard these days, what Guangyuan Hall where they are located is the lowest hall, Kunlun boundary is divided into nine heavens, Su Xiangxian is in the ninth weight.
"Ninth weight? What about the ancestor?"
"What ancestor? Oh, you said the ancestor of Kunlun." Shen Jing pressure whispered: "I learned that everyone in Kunlun was very afraid of the ancestor and could not avoid it. It is said that he lived on the desperate cliff outside Jiuzhongtian. "
Desperate cliff? ? ?
Chen Caixing doubted whether the ancestor was RMB 90,000.
After another half a month, Penglai Mountain's disciples also arrived. They lived in the hall next door. Shen Jing will report to Penglai Mountain's disciples which handsome and talented people are. There are a lot of people with the same name and many talented brothers, but our Ling Yunfeng is not bad, even if Uncle Lin Xin is too young."
Lin Xin is the five-year-old newcomer, who was accepted by Master Feng Lingtian as a disciple, and he lived high and quiet for a lifetime.
In Chen Caixing's heart, if the ancestor accepted him as a disciple, would Su Xiang still call him Uncle Shi? No, he counted the age of his ancestors, Su Xiang told his uncle that he had lost his life.
Just think about it.
After analyzing the situation, Chen Caixing and Lao Cheng thought that he was probably the daughter of Heaven, but after entering the game, he was unremarkable, and it seemed that he was not particularly European. Lao Cheng's situation was more than his European spirit.
Perhaps it is the old course.
The big test hasn't come yet. On this day, Shen Jing hurriedly hurriedly said, "Sister Yuan, Sun Hao of Penglai Mountain will pick Uncle Lin Xin, the two have already fought."
"Why?" Chen Caixing stood up and went out with Shen Jing. "Why didn't you tell your master?"
Shen Jing shook his head, "Sun Hao said it was a competition, if we complained that Lingyun Feng would have no face."
When the two arrived at the hall, five-year-old Lin Xinzheng and Sun Hao opened it. Sun Hao is about eight or nine years old and is taller than Lin Xin. Chen Caixing looked at him with relief and felt that the two little carrot heads should not be serious.
This Sun Hao's fierce shot was not an end-to-end discussion, but it seemed like he wanted Lin Xin's life.
"Go and call you master." Chen Caixing saw that Lin Xin's foundation would be destroyed after going on like this.
Shen Jing also felt wrong and hurried to find a master.
On the other hand, Sun Hao is still forcing Lin Xin, like a kind of temptation, Chen Caixing thought about how his face changed slightly. In the venue, Sun Hao slammed into Lin Xin, Lin Xin fell to the ground, Sun Hao did not stop, but approached instead.
"stop!"
Fortunately, Master Shen Jing arrived and saw that his face sank, and the good-tempered person asked coldly, "What do you want to do in Penglai Mountain?"
"It's just a matter of comparing one or two." Sun Hao persevered, relying on it.
Shen Jing lifted Lin Xin down, "Master, Uncle, he was seriously injured."
"Help people go to rest first." Master Shen Jing ordered, looking at Sun Hao, "You must have an account of what happened today. Who is your master?"
"Shen Huo Zhen Jun."
When Master Shen Jing heard the name, Tie Qing's face didn't say anything more, she left her sleeve and left, and ordered her disciples Ling Yunfeng to stay in the room and not contact the Penglaishan people.
"Why, it was clearly Penglai Mountain who took the initiative to find something. Uncle Lin Xin who was beaten was seriously injured. This competition is about to be missed, and that Sun Hao is not like the foundation period. Our face was swept away, and Mei Zhenren said nothing." Shen Jing is very angry and has been talking about this for several days.
Chen Caixing knew everything, Lin Xin considered him a pot.
"Do you know who the True God of Fire is?"
Shen Jing was silent. Shenhuo Zhenjun Xiu was taller than their head of Ling Yunfeng. With Shenhuo Zhenjun backing up, how could these little shrimps condemn each other's closed disciples.
"Okay, go back to rest early and take advantage of the time to hurry up and practice. It's better to try to get out of the air and get justice for Ling Yunfeng." Chen Caixing said.
Shen Jing muttered, "I would like to hit Penglai Mountain's face fiercely that day, especially Sun Hao, but I just built the foundation. That day, you also saw Yuan sister, Sun Hao Xiu is very powerful, I am not an opponent, afraid It's not the whole disciple of Ling Yunfeng, even Uncle Lin Xin is planted in the other's hands..."
That being said, Shen Jing was still angry but quickly went back to practice.
Being beaten by others, he was bullied and even dare not to blame Ling Yunfeng for home. Shen Jingming knew that he couldn't beat it, and he still wanted to make a fight. Later, he closed the door and began to practice.
Chen Caixing is too, but he thinks much.
Sun Hao should be the player. The real person of Shenhuo is estimated to be Liu Huo, one of the three captains. He got the news. He deliberately asked Sun Hao to test whether Lin Xin is a player or not.
I don’t know where Han Bing went? It seems that the three captains have come in.
Some of this world has played.
Jiuzhongtian, Jiyuedian.
"...It's an indigenous person, not Chen Caixing's kid." Shenhuo Zhenjun, also Liu Huo, looked at Su Xiangxiang, who was in the upper position, "Aren't you going to pull in? For a small role, we all came in. , It turned out that the kid didn't come, but it was really boring."
Su Xiangxiang must say: "No, it must come in."
"Chen Caixing's teammate named Cheng? Found it?" Han Bin said aside.
Su Xiangxiang is very annoyed, "Neither."
Liu Huo Han Bin looked at each other, this is not like Su Xiangxiang's handwriting, don't be bluffing, right?
"The three of us are also old acquaintances, so as to prevent our brothers from being so prepared for a newcomer?" The old Liu Huo said.
Su Xiangxiang knew what the two suspected when she heard it, and simply said: "This time is very strange. I used to pull people in this copy before, either throw it into the Kunlun boundary site, or Ling Yunfeng, it is easy to distinguish. Sun Hao, you too I know, how old is he and how old are he coming in? If you take the initiative to find the door, can you recognize it?"
"You mean?"
"This world is different from the past." Su Xiangxiang didn't want to admit that she started out of her control. "I've never seen such a strange copy, the player's age will change, and the background."
Liu Huo said indifferently: "No matter how strange we are, the three of us joined together. No one can help us with this copy, but we are just looking for someone."
"Let's take a look at the big competition. I have an intuition. Most of the players are hiding inside." Su Xiangxiang's eyes were a lot colder. "When I find him, I must pluck my bones and throw them into the hungry ghost road, let those hungry ghosts eat the kid. Have no bones left."
Liu Huo and Han Bing did not say much.
But a newcomer.
The big competition is approaching, and Chen Caixing's cultivation practice has improved a lot, and there is a vague feeling of breaking through the end of the foundation and entering the coagulation phase, but the more this kind of juncture, the less urgent it is. The practice of monasticism is the unity of mind and mind, obedience to nature, and cannot be forced.
There was a cool breeze outside the window from Ruding, and there seemed to be something staring at him.
There was nothing outside the window, but the look just now was not fake, and there was no malice. Chen Caixing went out through the window, and there was a mist outside, the plants and trees hurriedly, various flowers blooming, and that gaze stared at him indifferently.
Can not help chasing past by feeling.
It was a small road, and soon reached the edge of the cliff, and his eyes had not dissipated, and came from the low cliff. Chen Caixing sits everywhere, the cliff is not very high, the flowers and vines are hanging down, and there is a platform underneath. It is not a forbidden place, it is very common.
After thinking for a while, Chen Caixing jumped decisively, grabbed the flower vines, and easily jumped to the platform.
"Black egg?"
"Good goose?"
There were two calls and no response. Is not it? Chen Caixing recalled his gaze just now, the kind of joy with eager and dark rubbing, he would be thrown into his arms almost in a second, much like his own black egg, the two of them are father and son, when the black egg can’t speak, Chen Caixing There is a tacit understanding of the goose.
But quietly.
The flowers and vines swing and attract people. Chen Caixing walks two steps, and the flowers and vines shake and drop something. Chen Caixing picked it up and saw it as a small floral bag, tied into a small bow, like a gift to the door.
Without rushing to open the bag, Chen Caixing lifted the flowering vine. There was a small hole in it. The hole was the size of a basketball. It is absolutely impossible for a person to get in. Looking in from the hole, you can vaguely see a white fluffy tail. Too fat, squeezing the meat into the drill.
Chen Caixing: ...
The baggage was dismantled, a yellowish heart, brilliant ring, Chen Caixing touched it and found it was a mustard space, did not know the Lord, it was filled with treasures, and there was a Shiquan Dabu pill (black) Painted big balls).
The pill was rolled in by the claws and still covered with a few white hairs.
"Where did it come from?" Chen Caixing murmured, "Wouldn't it be your dad's stealing? Is this the big monster this time?
Chen Caixing, the little monster, didn't know that it was almost a year. The goose and Yuan Jiuyuan hadn't appeared yet. Chen Caixing thought about it, but knew that the opportunity hadn't arrived, otherwise the furry white buttocks wouldn't let go and left immediately.
He put the things in his backpack and didn't plan to use them. He grasped the vine in one hand and raised it, and then the vine broke.
broken! ! !
According to the principle, even if the vines are broken, Chen Caixing can go up by virtue of cultivation, but at such an inch, he can't go up, he didn't fall to the platform, but shook it into the air to fall vertically.
Waking up again to a valley, without falling to death, instead stepping on the enchantment, and entered a mysterious and mysterious mansion. The cave house was very dark. Chen Caixing took out the flashlight and entered with the light, walking deeper and deeper, the smell became muddy, and there was a strong fragrance.
There are white scales on the ground, with bright white color and hard texture.
Chen Caixing brushed the overnight goose, knowing what it was.
The scales of the dragon are not Western fantasy dinosaurs, but dragons in authentic Chinese mythology.