Therefore, Ye Ping planned to open ten of the Zhulong Immortal Apertures first, and then consider the issues of cultivation and the divine and demonic body.
In an instant, the power of merit was transformed into majestic spiritual energy.
Ye Ping immediately started practicing Zhulong's new immortal orifice cultivation method.
A quarter of an hour later.
With a popping sound, Ye Ping opened up the third Candle Dragon Immortal Aperture with great force.
The most important thing is that it only consumed the power of five merits, which shows how powerful the power of merits is.
In fact, the power of merit is extremely precious to all cultivators.
Because the power of merit is a panacea. It can be used to make pills, to refine weapons, to practice, to enhance luck, and even to offer sacrifices to the gods in exchange for treasures.
In short, anything you can think of, the power of merit can do it.
Therefore, the power of merit is extremely precious, but few people dare to use the power of merit to practice.
After all, it is extremely difficult to obtain the power of merit.
You have to convert the resentful soul, let him let go of his obsession and reincarnate. The higher the level of cultivation of the ghost cultivator, the less likely it is that he can be converted successfully.
But it is possible to save the golden light, because the golden light is also the light of enlightened wisdom.
However, it is extremely difficult to cultivate the golden light of salvation. Without practicing for hundreds or even thousands of years, it is impossible to condense the golden light of salvation.
Once the true essence produces the golden light of salvation, no matter how poor your own cultivation is, you will at least reach the Golden Core Realm, right?
Jindan Zhenren, if he has nothing to do after eating, he will definitely not come to such a place to convert some little ghosts.
But Ye Ping is different. Ye Ping is just a Qi-cultivating cultivator. For him, converting these merit powers into spiritual energy is a huge profit.
Just like that, time passed little by little.
A full two hours later.
Ye Ping opened his eyes.
The power of thirty merits was transformed into a vast amount of spiritual energy, which forcibly opened up the three Candle Dragon Immortal Apertures.
Now the speed of cultivation has increased by five times.
Ye Ping did not use Zhang Ye's power of merit to open the Candle Dragon Immortal Aperture, but to improve his cultivation.
This is a ghost tomb by the river. There are dangers everywhere. He will not feel safe unless he improves his cultivation.
Just like that, another hour passed.
As Ye Ping consumed the last bit of his merit power, his cultivation level skyrocketed to the seventh level of Qi training.
That’s right, four levels in one go.
Feeling the surging magic power in his body, Ye Ping had an indescribable sense of fulfillment.
He felt that with his current level of cultivation, he could definitely catch up with a ghost warrior like Zhang Ye.
His cultivation level improved and the Zhulong Immortal Aperture was also opened. Ye Ping stood up and walked forward.
He had finally come across a place where he could gain merit, so naturally he was reluctant to leave.
As for the eldest senior brother, Ye Ping did not have any worries. The eldest senior brother was so powerful that he obviously did not need to worry about him. Instead, he might as well take this opportunity to brush up on his merit power here to prevent his cultivation speed from being slow to improve.
Just like that, Ye Ping's figure gradually disappeared.
And in another place, sounds were heard.
"Girl, this is the ghost grave by the river. Don't walk around randomly. Be careful not to run into ghosts."
"Sir, I think I heard the voices of my family. I'm going to meet them now. We'll meet again someday."
"Girl, you may have heard wrongly. I didn't hear anyone calling you. Maybe there are resentful spirits nearby who want to lure you over. You should stay. I have a wizard here with a very high level of cultivation who can protect your safety."
not far away.
Su Changyu pulled the sleeve of the woman in blue and spoke seriously.
Although he is a loser, he still has a sense of justice. This is the ghost grave by the river. If the woman in blue leaves, and if she encounters a resentful spirit and dies here, he will feel guilty.
"Goddess, I really heard my father calling me, please let me go."
The woman in blue had a sad face.
She feels so uncomfortable.
I originally wanted to seduce Su Changyu, but I found that this guy was simply unmovable. If he didn't want to come, then he wouldn't come. He wouldn't let me leave even if I wanted to.
Once the fog dissipates and Kong Hai arrives, she will surely die.
"Girl, please don't be so stubborn. It's very dangerous here. As a righteous monk, I will never let you take risks."
"Here I come, my friend is here."
Su Changyu grabbed the woman in blue and just after he finished speaking, he found that the fog had dissipated instantly and Kong Hai's figure appeared in his eyes not far away.
"Let me go."
The woman in blue screamed, then turned into a black mist and tried to escape.
But the next moment, a emerald green light flashed, and a string of prayer beads directly bound the woman in blue, and then bursts of Buddhist sounds rang out.
The woman let out an extremely piercing scream, and her body was filled with black smoke, but she was not as transformed as Ye Ping. Her soul was shattered on the spot, and she didn't even have the chance to reincarnate.
Her hands were stained with blood and she had killed many people. The basic method of salvation could only make her soul scatter.
But no one will pity her. Good deeds will be rewarded, and evil deeds will be punished. This is her fate.
"Amitabha."
Not far away, Kūkai came quickly, waved his hand, and the rosary returned to his hand, and then he shouted the Buddha's name.
Su Changyu on the side couldn't help but be stunned.
He didn't expect that this woman was actually a ghost cultivator?
At this moment Su Changyu felt a little scared.
Fortunately, I remained calm, otherwise I would have been finished.
"Sister Xiao is right. When you are out, you must not covet beautiful women."
Su Changyu said in his heart.
But the next moment, he noticed something wrong.
Where did Ye Ping go?
Chapter 79: Qingzhou Ancient City, Set Up a Sword Platform [New Book Request Everything]
Su Changyu was a little confused.
He suddenly found that Ye Ping was gone.
For a moment, Su Changyu was stunned.
"Where is Donor Ye?"
Kong Hai was also a little curious. He looked around but did not see Ye Ping.
Finished!
Finished!
Finished!
Ye Ping is missing?
Su Changyu was completely stunned.
If Ye Ping disappeared, he felt that he would be skinned alive by Taoist Taihua.
No, it was not as simple as just skinning him. Su Changyu even felt that no one in the sect would let him go.
Ye Ping, Junior Brother Ye, where have you been?
Senior brother will teach you the supreme sword art, please come back quickly.
Su Changyu's mood dropped to the lowest point and he didn't know what to say.
Feeling Su Changyu's silence, Kong Hai couldn't help but speak slowly.
"I think that Donor Ye is a lucky person and will not encounter any danger. Donor Su, don't worry."
He comforted Su Changyu.
Su Changyu couldn't help but take a deep breath and said, "Master Kong Hai, can you accompany me to find my junior brother?"
Su Changyu spoke. He knew that he couldn’t panic now and had to keep calm.
But Su Changyu was more worried. If something really happened to Ye Ping, no matter how Taoist Taihua treated him, Su Changyu would not let him go.
Regardless of whether Ye Ping is a genius or not, the only thing he knows is that Ye Ping is his junior fellow apprentice, and he naturally doesn't want anything to happen to his junior fellow apprentice.
"it is good."
Kūkai agreed immediately.
"Chang Yu, thank you, Master."
Su Changyu calmed his mind and then scouted the surroundings, trying to find Ye Ping's whereabouts based on footprints or other traces.
Just like that, the two figures gradually disappeared.
And at this moment.
Thousands of miles away, in the ancient city of Qingzhou, a major event also took place.
With the arrival of the Qingzhou Kendo Conference, many monks gathered in the entire Qingzhou ancient city.
Merchants, spectators, and tourists made the ancient city of Qingzhou crowded with people.
At the east gate of the ancient city, there is a priority channel specially provided for participating disciples. All disciples who register for the competition can use the priority channel to avoid delaying the competition.
But it’s at the East City Gate.
A young man set up a sword platform and made friends with sword.
This kind of behavior is seen in almost every Qingzhou Kendo Conference. One reason is that the competition is approaching, and people use swords to make friends and warm up in advance.
The second is to improve one's own prestige.
After all, the rules of setting up the sword platform are very strict. Once you set up the sword platform, you must respond to the battle and you cannot refuse or rest.
In other words, a round-robin system is allowed, and those who win ten consecutive games can receive special rewards from the ancient city of Qingzhou.
After all, anyone who can win ten games in a row must be a famous hero.
Therefore, once someone sets up a sword platform outside Qingzhou City, it will surely attract a lot of people to watch.
However, this time it was different.
Someone set up a sword platform in the passage.
The meaning is simple.
Only if you beat him can you take this path. If you don't beat him, you can only take another path.
This attracted countless monks to watch.
Setting up a sword platform and building a passageway is an extremely rare act.
You should know that this passage in Qingzhou Ancient City is directly connected to the ancient city’s main street. As long as you walk along this passage, you will definitely attract a lot of attention.
Let me ask you, how many young people don’t like to show off?
However, the blocked passage also angered many monks.
What shocked the Qingzhou monks was
This young man looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was very skilled in swordsmanship and fought thirty-six battles without losing a single one.
For a moment, the ancient city was in an uproar, and it was blocked inside and out, leaving only one path for latecomers to challenge.
And just a quarter of an hour ago, a swordsmanship expert finally arrived in the ancient city of Qingzhou.
From the Four Thunder Sword Sect.
