Chapter 23 Encounter
There are sixteen miniature islands under the jurisdiction of Xuanqi Island. After Lu Ping came out of Huangyu Island, he flew to the east again. There is the most distant miniature island among the islands under the jurisdiction of Xuanqi Island - Huangli Island.
This time, when the disciples of the Xuanling Sect were purged, the True Spirit Sect had an absolute advantage. It can be said that there are more wolves than meat. Everyone knows that this is an opportunity to make a fortune. No one will fall behind. There are only enough islands, but when Lu Ping goes to other islands, I am afraid that there are only some scraps left, so it is better to go to Huangli Island to try his luck.
According to the hints on the map, this Huangli Island is one of the more desolate islands among the sixteen islands. It can only be used as a spiritual valley base on weekdays. Fortunately, there are several places where spiritual energy gathers, and five acres of spiritual fields have been opened up. A month can ripen a crop of five hundred catties of spirit grain, and can also earn more than one hundred spirit stones.
Lu Ping can be said to be rich and powerful now, but he still can't bear the meat on the mosquito's legs.
In the time of a cup of tea, Lu Ping rushed to Huangli Island and hurriedly swallowed a Fuyuan Pill to restore the mana in his body. In just two days, he was about to eat Fuyuan Pill as a jelly bean. The battle was really like a flower spirit stone Running water!
The person guarding Huangli Island was a disciple of the eighth level of blood refining from the Xuanling faction. Lu Ping didn't say a word, be careful that the nest was stabbed with a flying sword.
The disciple hadn't yet realized why the "companion" wanted to kill him. In a panic, he could only use a lazy donkey to roll to the side, but Lu Pingdong still pierced his shoulder blade.
There is no suspense next, this Xuanling Sect disciple is seriously injured, no matter whether it is cultivation, portable magic weapon, or wealth, he can't remember with Lu Ping, he can only usher in the fate of falling.
Lu Ping's ability to harvest and scrape has been practiced during this period of time, and he has become proficient a lot. In just one hour, he harvested the five acres of spiritual valleys that were divided into seven or eight places on the island.
From the fallen disciple of the Xuanling School, Lu Ping did not get much. After all, he was only a disciple of the eighth-level cultivation base. He was also sent to this remote island to plant the spiritual valley. People who are welcome.
There were only dozens of spirit stones in the storage bag, and the magic weapon only had a low-level flying knife. Unfortunately, it was killed before it could be used, which was a waste of money for Lu Ping.
Some medicinal pills are also common. They have the same cultivation as Lu Ping. They use the blood-purifying pills that Lu Ping has already eliminated, but the 100 jins of spiritual grains in them are still acceptable. There were other spiritual materials and sundries, which were not worth much spiritual stones. Lu Ping was too lazy to count them, and put them into the storage bag.
The night of running and fighting made Lu Ping feel very tired. Seeing that there was more than an hour left in Tianming, Lu Ping decided to take a rest on Huangli Island, so as to recover the spent mana and tired spirit.
Two hours later, the sky was already bright, and the mortals on the island had already started to manage their own life for a day. They didn't know that Huangli Island had changed.
Lu Ping let out a long sigh of relief, slowly withdrawing his work, feeling the increasingly deep mana in his blood, and feeling a little excited in his heart. Fighting is indeed an effective way to progress. The cultivation base in the middle stage of the eighth floor has reached its peak. It seems that this mission After the end, you can break through to the later stage.
At this moment, only the sound of "rumbling" thunder was heard in the distance. Lu Pingzheng felt surprised. Although the weather at sea was unpredictable, the thunder sounded strange.
Lu Ping, who didn't intend to ignore it, had just practiced for a while when he was interrupted by the sound of sudden hurried footsteps.
I only heard a calm middle-aged man's voice saying from the outside: "Report to Xianchang, the fishermen who were out fishing on the island were suddenly attacked by sea beasts, the fishing nets of several fishing boats were bitten by sea beasts, and the smaller fishing boats were also attacked by sea beasts. Overturned, more than a dozen fishermen have been buried in the belly of the fish, and the Xianchang has been asked to help."
Lu Pingyuan originally planned to return to Xuanqi Island immediately, and didn't want to meddle in this business, but then he thought about it, Xuanqi Island would soon be under the control of the Zhenling faction, and he could also establish some reputation for this faction in advance. Lu Ping grew up in the Zhenling Courtyard. Growing up, I still have a sense of belonging to the True Spirit Sect.
Lu Ping came to the harbor with the middle-aged man,
When everyone saw that the immortal on the island had changed, they didn't dare to say anything, but instead cheered because of his arrival.
Several fishing boats outside the harbor have sunk, and many fishermen who fell into the sea have been rescued, and many have been dragged into the water by sea beasts. There are several blood-stained marks floating on the water, and several boats have sprinkled them. The fishing nets were dragged around by the sea beasts, and the islanders gathered on the coast were exclaimed and mixed with cries.
Lu Ping was so flustered by the cries that he set up a small boat with a magic weapon and made a white wave on the sea. In a blink of an eye, he was outside the harbor. In between, Lu Ping threw two flying swords, one flying knife into the sea, and three pieces. The magic weapon was punctured back and forth, and the sea was suddenly dyed red by the blood of the sea beast, and the corpses of huge sea beasts floated up.
Lu Ping threw several ice thorn talismans and golden knife talismans at several fishing boats running around. The golden knife talisman cut off the ropes of the fishing net, and the ice thorn talisman pierced into the sea, carrying another blood flower.
When the fishermen on Huangli Island saw the immortal's gestures, they made a disaster invisible, and could not help but sing praises to Lu Ping loudly. The fishermen on several rescued boats were even more grateful to Lu Ping, which made Lu Ping at a loss for a while.
Lu Ping wanted to show his prestige for the Zhenling faction, and shouted loudly: "I am a disciple of the Zhenling faction. From today, Huangli Island will be under the control of the true spirit faction, and this faction will naturally protect the people on the island."
As expected, the islanders were not dissatisfied with the change of court, but responded in unison.
At this time, another dull thunder sounded in the distance, and Lu Ping realized that it was not the thunder before, I am afraid that someone was fighting, and these sea beasts were also frightened by the fighting, and they fled everywhere, and the fishermen on Huangli Island suffered the disaster of pond fish.
Lu Ping's mind was agitated. Who else could fight at this time? He quickly used a loudspeaker and shouted to the fishing boats outside the harbor: "Quickly return to the fishing port, everyone on the island will go home, be careful. Woe!"
No matter where they dared to question Lu Ping, they all returned to sailing. Just after everyone on the island was evacuated, a light of blood flew rapidly towards Huangli Island in the distance. After the light of blood, a light of escape followed closely.
When he got close, Lu Ping found that the monk in the bloody light was Zhang Zhihe who had escaped before, and there was also a loud shout from the escape light behind: "Is there Lu Shi's nephew in front? !"
It is Du Zichao Immortal Chang.
Lu Ping felt bitter for a while, that Zhang Zhihe was a master in the early stage of hemolysis, and even though he was severely injured, he was not a cultivator of the eighth level of blood refining that he could resist.
If you fight, you will be seriously injured once, as long as you can resist a little, Du Xianchang from behind will be able to come.
Seeing the blood light getting closer and closer to him, Lu Ping raised his right hand, an iron seal flew up, turned in the wind, and rose to several feet in size, and smashed it against the flying blood light.
At the same time, a bronze mirror floated on top of Lu Ping's head, and at the same time, his left hand only had time to take a palm of the best King Kong blood talisman, and in the blood light not far away, he heard the "Tong Xiu Meng" alliance advocate Zhihe shouted angrily: "Looking for death!"
An unstoppable mana surged in, knocking the "landslide" back and flying backwards, the brilliance of the bronze mirror on his head flickered, and the golden golden amulet instantly became transparent, Lu Ping's chest felt stuffy, and his body The mana couldn't be picked up for a while, and it took several steps back in a row to recover.