Chen Ping was in a good mood and jumped onto the rock wall on the Demon Arm Demon Spider King.

Due to the barbs on the Spider King's limbs, climbing any sloping terrain is like walking on the ground.

After climbing around the pit a few times, he found that he couldn't use his hands and feet in the small space, so Chen Ping suddenly lost his interest and put the puppet into the storage ring.

"With my current level of divine consciousness, it shouldn't be a problem to manipulate the three-headed and third-order puppets at the same time."

While burying the huge pit, Chen Ping pondered.

With the power of the divine consciousness of the five thousand zhang of the early stage cultivator of the ordinary Yuan Dan, he could only barely control a third-order puppet.

However, Chen Ping, who cultivated the Taiyi Yan Divine Method, had a divine soul strength that was three times that of the same level, so he was naturally not subject to this restriction.

Therefore, there has always been a proverb circulating in the cultivation world.

A monk with the Divine Soul Amplification Technique, if he does not refine the puppet technique, will be as stupid and stupid as looking for a candle with a night pearl.

It's a pity that the materials for refining high-level puppets are too rare, if it weren't for the chance to obtain the complete skeleton of the Poison Plague Spider King, he wouldn't know if it was the Year of the Monkey Ma Yue if he wanted to have a third-order puppet.

However, Chen Ping still had more than a dozen second-order puppets in his hands.

If there were enough high-grade spirit stones, it would not be difficult for him to control the spider swarm now and destroy a medium-sized family with a Yuan Dan monk in charge.

This is the outrageous group combat strength of high-level puppet masters, one person can be worth one army, but it is not touted by a sedan chair.

Dealing with the traces of the puppet, Chen Ping pushed open the door and closed his clothes and lay down, closing his eyes and trimming.

In the past 20 days, he has been engrossed in building a puppet, which really makes him feel physically and mentally tired.

But tired and tired, he didn't have a trace of complaint in his heart.

The sword is sharpened, the talent is not as good as others, and if you want to go further, you can only work tirelessly and go against the current.

……

A carp stood up, Chen Ping, who was taking a nap, stood up with a gloomy face, and a fragrant and obscene picture appeared in the sea.

And the location he looked at was the attic where Pu Yuanhao, Deng Chenhuan and others lived.

Before, he planted a wisp of divine consciousness in Deng Chenhuan, and within a range of 15,000 zhang, he could monitor this person's every move anytime and anywhere.

This top-notch gentleman has taken idleness to the extreme, and has hardly been out of the house for a month.

Hiding in the room and singing every night, two girls and three girls in the first battle, Chen Ping opened his eyes to the number of tricks he played.

For example, in the current trick of stacking Arhats, the bodies of seven people are superimposed, and Deng Chenhuan can still step on the ground at first, but the higher he goes, the height is not enough, and he actually summons a colorful feather spirit weapon.

At the same time as his feet left the ground, the soft feathers made a string of "gurgling" silver bell-like laughter, which caused Deng Chenhuan's interest to soar for a while, and he led the mountains and rivers up and down.

On the side, Chen Wei, a competent dog minion, was feeding the female arhats an unknown red potion, and roared as hard as he could, cheering for his master.

Under the teaser of the scent of the potion, Deng Chenhuan shook his head, and while entering and exiting, he occasionally pulled his hand and grabbed Chen Wei's chest fiercely.

"Disgusting stuff."

Chen Ping glanced at it coldly a few times, and then stopped paying attention.

Deng Jiawei is immeasurably famous, and it is really incredible that he has cultivated such a young master who only knows pleasure.

But Deng Chenhuan's good days are coming to an end.

Shangguanjin sent a paper crane transmission yesterday, and Pu Yuanhao's Dao weapon will be repaired in five days at most.

……

"Brother Deng, the little brother really doesn't know. You see that the younger brother has only broken the bottleneck, and he has been in retreat in recent years to recover from the injuries caused by the thunder tribulation, and he has never met the noble Deng Xian's nephew at all. ”

The treasure house of the alliance leader's mansion, Yang Fanying hugged his fists and saluted, and said with a wry smile.

Looking at the direction he was doing, it was a man in a green shirt with a serious face.

I saw that the male cultivator in the green shirt frowned, and pointed out: "Teng Daoyou, your expression is overexerted, can you look natural, the Yuan Dan monks of my human race have very little observation, and any clue will not escape the eyes of the law." ”

"Honto has rehearsed hundreds of times, and if you say no, you can't do it?"

A trace of fierceness welled up on Yang Fanying's face, and he said viciously: "Your human race only wants to use conspiracy to solve the problem first, according to Bento, it is better to kill it happily." ”

"Why take risks when there is a way to save effort?"

Chen Ping was not angry at all, and said in a light tone.

After the Spider King puppet was made, for the next few days, every late night, he would sneak into the Smelting Fire Alliance's treasury and meet with the Sky Dome Vine.

Yes, he paid the price of thirty round leaves in exchange for the assistance of the Heavenly Dome Vine to deal with the Deng family of Kongming Island together.

According to his calculations, after intercepting and killing Deng Chenhuan, the Deng family's first reaction was to send someone to Bazhu Island to understand the situation.

This candidate is none other than Deng Fengcheng or Deng Shunqi.

There is no other reason, the two Zhuji monks have fallen inexplicably, and if they send the Zhuji people to come, wouldn't it be a sheep to send a tiger's mouth?

As long as the two elders of the Deng family were not stupid, it would not take them a few days to follow the clues and list him as the first object of suspicion.

The young patriarch fell, and no matter whether the Deng family paid attention to Deng Chenhuan or not, they would go to Haichang to ask for an explanation.

And the young master of the Deng family died in the Smelting Fire Alliance, and Yang Fanying, as the leader of the alliance, could never escape joint responsibility.

In order to calm the anger of the Deng family and show his innocence, the leader of the Smelting Fire Alliance voluntarily participated in the encirclement and suppression of Haichang, and the Taishang Elder of the Deng clan would most likely not refuse.

At that time, the Heavenly Dome Vine, which was lurking in the enemy army and possessed Yuan Dan's combat power, was enough to inflict fatal damage on the Deng family.

The meter is a link after a link, but the key depends on the play of the heavenly dome vine.

If it was recognized by Deng Fengcheng halfway, Chen Ping could only look at a dead friend who was not dead and poor across the ocean.

"Yang Fanying" snorted angrily, and said in a sharp voice: "Don't think that you can manipulate me with a fourth-order spirit leaf, this vine is not threatened by anyone." ”

"Fuji Daoyou's words are serious, you and I will benefit both."

Chen Ping smiled disappreciatively, flicked his middle finger, and a hundred-year-old round leaf suddenly flew over.

"Yang Fanying" shrank his pupils, quickly swallowed the round leaf into his abdomen, digested it for a moment, and then grinned and said: "Bento's acting skills, I think I am very good, if you are not satisfied, you might as well show Bento again?" ”

"Teng Daoyou humbly asks for advice, and Chen should obey his fate."

Chen Ping arched his hand slowly and reasonably, and performed calmly.

Half an hour later, "Yang Fanying" was stunned and finished enjoying Chen Ping's performance.

After a long time, he still maintained a posture with his eyes wide open, and murmured strangely: "No wonder your human race has stood at the peak for thousands of years, all of them are ghost things that have become spirits!" ”

"Fuji Daoyou don't have to be humble, and your progress should not be underestimated."

The old god Chen Ping sat down and said lightly.

Smooth and flawless acting skills are essential skills for high-level monks.

Therefore, the infighting between the human race is often much more cruel and dangerous than that of other races.