Lu Ping followed Zeng Wu towards the depths of the mortal market, Zeng Wu walked hurriedly, his face was quite happy, Lu Ping followed him unhurriedly, and at the same time had time to casually browse the various utensils placed on the stall under his feet.
After a while, Lu Ping's expression moved, and he glanced forward, but Zeng Wu, who was leading the way in front of Lu Ping, was unaware, and he still walked forward with joy on his face.
Zeng Wu also didn't expect that the monk who gave him the spirit stone and elixir back then was now a master of the pill forging period, he and his companions went to sea this time and found a cave house left by their predecessors overseas, in the cave house, everyone gained a lot, but there were also many miscellaneous items that everyone did not recognize, the companions were all from casual cultivation, they were not well-informed, and they were afraid that they would suffer a hidden loss in the shop sold to the market, and they did not dare to take it to the high-level monks to look at each other, for fear of being killed and overloaded, when everyone was hesitant and had no choice, Zeng Wu found Lu Ping who was buying spiritual grass in Fangshi.
The key was that Lu Ping did not have the kind of arrogant aura that other high-level monks treated him like other high-level monks, from the spirit stones and elixirs that Lu Ping gave him at that time, Zeng Wu also believed that Lu Ping was not a monk with evil intentions, not to mention that Lu Ping, as a monk in the pill forging period, must have extensive knowledge, and these things that he and his companions had harvested could be seen by this senior.
Zeng Wu believed that there must be valuable treasures among the things he and his companions found, and if he was valued by this senior, he would definitely be able to get a lot of benefits from this senior, Zeng Wu knew that this senior was an alchemist.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise in front of him, Zeng Wu's face changed, that was where his companion was, Zeng Wu looked behind him, only to see Lu Ping nodding, Zeng Wu hurriedly squeezed in among the onlookers.
"This time it's lively! I just don't know what treasure these little guys got, and they actually provoked the people of the Ten Sects to buy it."
Lu Ping smiled silently, the momentum of the alchemist forged dispersed, and the monks beside him dodged one after another, giving Lu Ping a path.
The noise of the quarrel in front of him also stopped, Lu Ping walked in, only to see Zeng Wu standing with a total of six companions, three men and two women, arguing with several monks in the hemolytic period.
Although Zeng Wu's companions argued based on reason, their faces were flushed and their strength was not good, and they were obviously at a disadvantage.
Lu Ping looked at them, judging from the clothes of these monks, they should belong to the Xuanling Sect, Shisha Pavilion, and Feiyu Sect, and although the two monks were wearing the costumes of the sect, they obviously did not look like they were from the Ten Sects.
Lu Ping glanced at the onlookers behind these people, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, and then looked at some of the debris placed in front of Zeng Wu's companions, and then squatted down and began to look at these debris as if no one was around.
Lu Ping just roughly looked through the debris in front of him, and almost understood what the trouble Zeng Wu and the others were encountering.
Most of these miscellaneous items are some useless utensils, and most of these utensils are living utensils made of some low-level spiritual materials, it is obvious that these things should be from the same cave house, which means that Zeng Wu and his companions discovered a cave house overseas, and judging from these casually made utensils, the owner of this cave house may have been a monk with a high level of cultivation before his death, otherwise he would not have such a big hand, and he would not be able to use some middle and low-level spiritual herbs to make water cups, tables and chairs, pottery bowls, etc.
Just as Lu Ping was looking through the debris on the ground, a blue light flashed in Lu Ping's eyes, but he reached out and grabbed a piece of broken ceramic shard among the debris.
However, at this moment, a shout and scolding came: "Where did the short-eyed guy come from, I bought the things here from the Xuanling Sect and the Flying Feather Sect, get away."
Lu Ping frowned, and a strong wind was already coming in front of his head.
Lu Ping's mind was so keen, long before this hemolytic monk made a move, he discovered the abnormality long before this hemolytic monk made a move, and with a cold snort at the moment, the monk who made the shot suddenly seemed to have a thunderclap on the side of his ear, and a spell that was played at Lu Ping in his hand had not yet reached him, and the mana in his body had already been frightened by Lu Ping's cold snort and turned into a pot of porridge, and the spell flew in mid-air and lost control on its own, and disintegrated.
And just as the monk made his move, among the crowd of onlookers, a monk also followed suit, but the target was not Lu Ping, but the late disciple of the Xuanling Sect who shot at Lu Ping, and the monk in the crowd did not want to attack this Xuanling Sect disciple, but directly covered him with a defensive magic weapon.
This was obviously a small calculation against Lu Ping at the last minute, the purpose was to make a fool of himself in front of Lu Ping's people, but it had already been seen through by Lu Ping in advance, and unlike what the Xuanling Sect, a real person who had already prepared to take action to protect the disciples of this sect, Lu Ping did not directly punish the monk of the Xuanling Sect, but used divine thoughts to attack, causing the disciple of the Xuanling Sect to bleed from his mouth and nose.
The real person of the Xuanling Sect who originally shouted "stop" and covered the defensive magic weapon on this disciple's body was pale, but the disciple of this sect in front of him had obviously been shocked by the core space of his heart, even if he could survive, he was still a mortal, and at the same time, his heart was also shocked and inexplicable, the cultivator of the True Spirit Sect in the middle stage of forging alchemy was so clever that he could actually directly shake a monk in the late stage of hemolysis to the point of destroying his cultivation.
Lu Ping clapped his hands, stood up, and said: "It's not a small amount of courage, the Beihai Grand Alliance has long stipulated that the monks who are prohibited from attacking each other on the Universe Island are prohibited from attacking each other.
Lu Ping's face was full of mockery, looking at the real person of the Xuanling Sect who jumped out of the crowd, this real person shook his hand and took back the defensive magic weapon that was still covering the disciples of this sect, and said in a cold voice: "Huanyu Island is naturally not from my Xuanling Sect, but my Xuanling Sect is a part of this Huanyu Island.
Lu Ping said "haha", but there was no smile on his face, and he said in a cold voice: "Joke, this real person is a dignified cultivator of the pill forging period, but he let a blood-dissolving cultivator attack at will.
Lu Ping didn't wait for the monk of the Xuanling Sect opposite to exit, and continued: "Speaking of which, I still admire this Hemolytic Monk of the Xuanling Sect, who actually has the courage to attack a real person who forges pills at will, worthy of being a disciple trained by the Xuanling Sect.
While speaking, Lu Ping also bowed slightly towards the Xuanling Sect monks who had already collapsed on the ground, with extreme mockery between his words.
At this time, there were already more and more monks watching, and when they heard Lu Ping's words, many monks laughed out loud, and even made the face of the real person of the Xuanling Sect next to him turn red, almost dripping with blood.
The discerning people had already seen it at this time, this was the True Spirit Sect and the Xuanling Sect again, this situation was no longer surprising in the Beihai cultivation world. However, the strange thing is that where did the disciples of the Xuanling Sect get the courage to take the initiative to take action against a monk in the True Spirit Sect's pill forging period, and his mouth was not clean, so he was really guilty of death.
However, many monks who had already been watching the excitement on one side saw the doorway, the Xuanling Sect's Dan Forging Real Man covered the defensive magic weapon on him the moment the disciples of the Xuanling Sect made a move, which was obviously to calculate that the True Spirit Sect monk would make him make a big ugly appearance, but the real person of the True Spirit Sect had already been prepared, but he directly shattered the core space of the Xuanling Sect's disciples with divine thoughts, but instead made the Xuanling Sect lose his wife and lose his soldiers.
This True Spirit Sect monk was so powerful that he could actually use his divine thoughts to shatter the core space of a late-stage monk of blood dissolution. The monks who were watching the excitement around looked at Lu Ping with astonished eyes, but they all took two steps back at the same time, suddenly doubling the circle around them.
"Okay, okay!" The face of the monk Tie Qing of the Xuanling Sect seemed to be covered with a layer of flying ash, and he pointed at Lu Ping and said: "Your Excellency, do you dare to leave your name, I will wait until I have a discussion outside the Universe Island, and please do not hesitate to teach me!"
Saying that, he turned around and said to a monk in brown clothes next to him: "Junior Brother Sha, you are on the side to sweep the formation for me, how about it?"
The monk dressed in brown clothes glanced at Lu Ping, his face was a little ugly, but he still pulled the monk of the Xuanling Sect aside, whispered something, and looked back at Lu Ping and the two of them from time to time.
When the monks of the Xuanling Sect returned again, they glanced at Lu Ping gloomy, never mentioning the matter of sparring again, just stood aside without speaking, but did not leave.
Lu Ping glanced at the brown-clad monk and knew that he was a real person from the Flying Feather Sect, so he sneered twice without saying a word, squatted down again, picked up the broken ceramic piece just now, and asked Zeng Wu and his companions who were already stunned on the side: "I want this fragment, do you want a spirit stone or an elixir to exchange?"
The two female monks who had previously argued with several disciples of the Xuanling Sect, the Flying Feather Sect, and the Shisha Pavilion Hemolysis Period saw Lu Ping asking, but they were silent and looked frightened.
However, Zeng Wu reacted quickly and said: "Senior, this is what I got with my companions during an overseas expedition, and I didn't know what it was.
Lu Ping pondered for a moment and said, "I don't take advantage of you, this pottery shard should be one of the fragments of a psychic magic weapon, although because it is broken, it has not had much value for use, according to this spiritual material alone, it is also worth a lot of spirit stones, this is sixty middle-grade spirit stones and six bottles of cultivation elixirs in the middle stage of hemolysis, you six will divide it."
Zeng Wu took the storage bag handed over by Lu Ping with both hands, his face was full of joy, but then he seemed to think of something, his face suddenly darkened, and the companion behind Zeng Wu was also excited, obviously not expecting that a piece of fragment could actually be exchanged for so many cultivation resources.
After Zeng Wu took the storage bag, he glanced at Lu Ping with a begging expression, and then turned around and gathered his companions together, not knowing what they were discussing.