My disciples have hidden identities

Chi Zhengyang was silent, he didn't say that Zhen Wuzong bought the residence of Qingzong to raise pigs, otherwise...

"Senior sister knows about this, Xiao Si, you can continue farming."

"Zhengyang resigns."

Chi Zhengyang secretly touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and silently mourned for Elder Lin of the True Martial Sect.

Not more than 10 minutes after Chi Zhengyang left, a piece of white paper wrapped in a violent spiritual energy soared into the sky, crossed the mountains and white clouds, and headed towards Beiyuan City.

On the white book that exudes white light, a line of characters written by spiritual power can be vaguely seen.

[Find the foothold of Elder Lin of the True Martial Sect in Beiyuan City—Qiluo in Qingyu Pavilion]

This kind of spiritual transmission is simple and convenient, and the speed is extremely fast. Generally, no one can intercept it. Even if it is intercepted, the spiritual characters above it will dissipate in an instant without revealing any information.

"Stinky old man, dare to kill you tomorrow!"

In the small courtyard, it is said that Qi Luo murmured.

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After leaving Qiluo Courtyard, Chi Zhengyang did not go to Lingtian, but returned to his own room.

He sat alone at the table, lost in thought.

"I believe that Second Senior Sister can solve that Elder Lin of Zhenwu Sect, but what if the deputy city lord of Beiyuan City also comes, I can't get rid of the deputy city lord."

Chi Zhengyang muttered to himself with an uncertain expression.

He didn't want the sect to cause unnecessary trouble, and that trouble was the deputy city lord of Beiyuan City belonging to the Great Yan Dynasty.

"Should I send a letter as the fourth prince of the Great Yan Dynasty?"

Chi Zhengyang was very conflicted.

If you don't pass it on, if you really meet the deputy city lord of Beiyuan City, will he fight or not.

If I pass it on, my location will definitely be exposed, and my father will definitely send someone to rob me and go back.

Go back and get married.

"What should I do?"

Chi Zhengyang had a sad expression on his face. After hiding for three years, he probably couldn't escape.

Do I really want to go back and marry the eldest daughter of the first chamber of commerce of the Great Yan Dynasty, who is as beautiful as a fairy, as talented as a god, as gentle and elegant, as pure as a lotus, and with a fortune of hundreds of millions of spiritual stones?

hateful!

This is not the life I want!

Chapter 8 Fate Palace Peak Realm!

Although the hut of the suzerain that Ji Ping lived in was simple and did not have so many decorations, it was full of aura, and it was the place with the strongest aura in the entire Qing sect.

As soon as he entered the door, a pleasant fresh aura greeted him, and he took a deep breath as if his internal organs were numb.

Walking into the house, he climbed onto his stone bed and sat cross-legged.

Originally, he had a warm jade bed made of warm jade, but it was used as a coffin cover when the old suzerain ascended to heaven.

Thinking about it now, it still hurts a little.

"I haven't tried the taste of Super Yun Ling Pill."

Ji Pingsheng took out the jade bottle from the ring, and the four golden elixirs were dazzling.

He didn't take it right away, but slowly closed his eyes, his breath gradually stabilized, and he was calm and peaceful.

In just a few seconds, he entered the state of meditation.

After entering meditation, the first time to see.

In his soul wandering body, a colorless, almost invisible, illusory round life palace appeared in his field of vision.

In the dark and silent internal space, his life palace hangs high here.

In the beginning, the Life Palace was the lifeblood of a monk.

Whether it is storing spiritual power or mobilizing spiritual energy, it must be done through the life palace.

Once the life palace is damaged or destroyed, the monk will be as fragile as a mortal.

The size of the life palace is equivalent to the strength of a monk.

The Palace of Fate is like a grinder, weak and unbearable.

Those whose life palace is like mountains and seas don't panic in leapfrog battles.

And Ji Pingsheng's life palace is the size of a piece of sesame cake...

"I hope these four Yunling Pills can expand the Palace of Life."

Ji Pingsheng sighed, after many years of practice, the Palace of Fate is still so big, it has almost extinguished his desire to become a big boss.

The life palace the size of a biscuit is useful for farts!

When fighting, the man's blue bar is infinitely long, and if I use a magical power, the blue bar will be empty, and it will be returned if it is hairy!

Thinking about it, Ji Pingsheng stretched out his hand, and four thumb-sized 'Super Yunling Pills' fell into his palm.

Then, raising his head, he swallowed it all in one gulp, like eating jelly beans.

crunch.

Crisp and delicious.

"It's so sweet!"

Ji Pingsheng felt like his mouth was full of white sugar, and the taste fit his taste.

When the four elixirs turned into sweet water and flowed down his throat, his body instantly swelled up like a burst balloon, and his brain buzzed.

"I... grass!"

The whole person fainted.

A second before he fainted, Ji Pingsheng cursed in his heart.

Chi Zhengyang, you bastard, this is definitely not Yunling Pill!

Four seven-turn golden elixirs flowed into the body, turning into Wang Yang's spiritual energy and washing over Ji Pingsheng's body.

Muscles, bones, blood vessels, internal organs, and six internal organs.

After being filtered out in an instant, after washing out countless impurities, he rushed to Ji Pingsheng's palace of life!

The spiritual energy of the four seven-turn golden elixirs gathered together, like a long river falling from the sky, rushing straight to the Shaobing Palace.

Bang bang bang!

Several dull blasting sounds exploded in Ji Pingsheng's body, shaking his body tremblingly, the temperature of his whole body rose rapidly as if thrown into a stove, and his skin was as red as a boiled prawn.

pain!

Heart-piercing pain!

Even in a coma, Ji Pingsheng's soul is still awake, and he can feel this inhuman pain very clearly.

I, really, yes, damn it!

Ji Pingsheng subconsciously bit his cheek, his eyes were closed, his eyebrows were trembling, sweat dripped from his forehead onto the slate, and his clothes were completely soaked.

In the inner view, Ji Pingsheng watched his weak life palace bear the impact of the spiritual energy of the vast ocean.

Do not!

This is not in Yangming Palace at all, this is in smashing Minggong!

Every collision brought him unparalleled pain.

This feeling……

Huh?

How come it's cool?

Ji Pingsheng endured the pain of tearing his life palace, and just stared at his life palace.

Watching the Shaobing Minggong being knocked out of cracks again and again, and repaired again and again.

Slowly, slowly, under Ji Pingsheng's surprised gaze.

His life palace has become bigger.

Under dozens and hundreds of inhuman aura attacks, his life palace, which was as strong as a discus, finally became bigger!

Not only has it become bigger, but it has even become perverted!

The Palace of Fate, which was originally the size of a biscuit, is expanding rapidly.

Ten times, a hundred times!

It was as if Ji Pingsheng's years of hard work had all exploded in an instant.

He has realized it now, not because his life palace will not become bigger, but because it is not exciting enough.

The expanded life palace presents an oval shape, and the previous colorless color has also disappeared, and a combination of blue, white and yellow is depicted.

"How do you feel, this life palace looks familiar?"

Ji Pingsheng stared closely at the blue-white-yellow oval Ming Palace, frowning and muttering to himself.

Regardless of the familiarity, he was still very happy.

Generally speaking, normal life palaces are colorless, and only a very small number of mutants, or the life palaces of geniuses in the sky, will have color changes.

In his memory, he had heard a legend.

In ancient times, a big man's life palace was blue, and when he reached the Broken Palace Realm, he actually planted a green lotus.

That big guy ate Qinglian in one gulp, and he soared in the daytime, his achievements are indestructible.

Could it be that my life palace can also grow flowers and plants?

Ji Pingsheng thought happily.

The auras of the four seven-turn golden elixirs all poured into the Palace of Fate, and gradually returned to normal.

The soul-shattering pain also subsided.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Pingsheng opened his eyes, and a dazzling spiritual light shot out of his eyes, directly hitting the roof, piercing the roof with a small hole.

"call."

After a while, Ji Ping breathed a long sigh of relief, and almost solid pure white spiritual energy spit out from his mouth and dissipated into the air.

"It stinks."

Ji Pingsheng looked down at his body, the black mud all over his body was like stains staining his clothes, it was sticky and awkward.

He diffused the spiritual energy all over his body, and after shaking it three times, the stains disappeared with the breath, and the clothes on his body were also dried, and his whole body was instantly refreshed.

"Now, I think I can kill a cow with one punch!"

Ji Pingsheng only felt that his whole body was wrapped in spiritual energy, his internal organs and even his blood vessels were filled with spiritual energy, his whole body seemed to be opened up and looked completely new.

This is not what surprised him the most, what shocked him the most.

His realm soared into the sky, directly rushing from the initial realm of Fate Palace to the peak realm of Fate Palace!

It is only one step away from the Five Elements Realm!

"Heh, after many years of cultivation, it is not as useful as the four spirit pills Chi Zhengyang picked up."

Although Ji Pingsheng laughed at himself, he was still in a very good mood, and his whole body was full of strength. Only at this moment did he feel that he was a real monk.

After the excitement, he inadvertently looked out the window, only to realize that the stars were already shining, and the moon was bright and the sun was dark.

After calming down his turbulent heart, Ji Pingsheng lay down and prepared to sleep.

"Picking up any panacea is so powerful, Chi Zhengyang is really the son of destiny, right?"

Chapter 9 Elder Lin's Good Brother