Chapter 328 Seduction

The blade was cold and piercing, and went straight into the depths of Cao Rui's lower abdomen. The tip of the knife suddenly touched the golden elixir that was running crazily, and I only felt that the sound in my body seemed to be broken. The golden elixir, which could not stop expanding, was like a punctured balloon, with endless fine power and riots. Reiki rushed to the knife like crazy. Holding Gan Ping's arm, Cao Rui opened his mouth wide and his face was unbelievable.

For the last move of the Jindan monk, the self-explosion that the Jindan dies with the enemy. Other people may be afraid, but Gan Ping, who has the killing weapon of the blood god knife, has no worries at all. Just now, Cao Rui was allowed to absorb the aura to stimulate the golden elixir. It was to destroy his hope and kill his heart at his most proud moment. In an instant, the Zhenyuan mana of the riot in Cao Rui's body was absorbed by the blood-chemical knife. Gan Ping could obviously feel the sleeping knife spirit trembling slightly, and obviously it was one step closer than when it woke up.

The sky was covered with black and gray. How could Cao Rui, who had lost his true yuan, resist the burning of the flame? In a blink of an eye, he turned into a handful of flying ash and dissipated between heaven and earth. Gan Ping smiled and held a gorgeous belt and a handkerchief, looking at Zheng slowly flying slowly, with an embarrassed face. Xuan Zheng's face was full of embarrassment, but his heart was even more shocked by Gan Ping's strength. This golden elixir self-explosion can be suppressed. I'm afraid that such a means is only a master of the realm of Yuanshen, right?

The golden elixir master self-detonated, which exploded the whole body mana that had condensed for hundreds of years. What's more, Ganping still allowed Cao Rui to absorb the aura, and even pushed the power of the self-explosion several layers. It is no wonder that Xuanzheng fled. At this level of self-explosion, even the Yuanying monk had to retreat. The strength of this immortal world is respected. Although there are restrictions of various sects, it is not strange to be attacked and killed in a remote place.

The reason why every disciple desperately wants to achieve the golden elixir is that in addition to the surge in cultivation, the main reason is that life and death can be controlled by themselves. Even if the Yuanying monk can kill the Jindan monk, he doesn't dare to force him too hard. Otherwise, if he forces Jindan to blow himself up, it will not be worth the loss. Therefore, only when the golden elixir is achieved can it be regarded as true independence, otherwise the golden elixir is full of ants.

This Xuanzheng has been practicing for more than 100 years, which can reach the high level of chemical solution. On the contrary, he is also a person with extraordinary qualifications. He is assigned to this Ma family, and there will naturally be resentment in the hearts of a group of ordinary people. Gan Ping understood this point, but he killed two Jin Dan Liwei at the time, which was a wake-up call for him. It was not that he was dissatisfied with his blindness to the Ma family, but a little disliked this Xuanzheng's public and private. Unexpectedly, personal likes and dislikes are confused with tasks. No matter how high such a person's cultivation is, he can't control it clearly, and Gan Ping is too lazy to care about it.

Looking at Xuan Zheng, who looked timid, Gan Ping didn't say anything. After killing people, he won people's hearts. This Cao Rui is poor enough. The golden elixir monk actually has only dozens of spiritual stones and some elixirs in the storage belt. As for magic weapons and so on, in addition to a four-grade flying sword, there are only these five-square handkerchiefs left. Gan Ping threw the handkerchief into the ring and threw the storage belt into Xuanzheng's arms.

"This, Brother Gan..." Xuan Zheng blushed with shame. He wanted to return it but was a little reluctant. He stood there in a daze. Speaking of which, Xuanzheng is older than Gan Ping, and he started earlier than Gan Ping. According to reason, Gan Ping should call this Xuanzheng's senior brother. But who makes this Ganping's cultivation higher than that of Xuanzheng? Moreover, Gan Ping is a personal disciple of the Dihuo Hall. The boundless apprentice is already the same as Master Xuanzheng according to his generation, so this brother is not wronged.

With a slight smile, Gan Ping ignored Xuan Zheng's embarrassed look. "These days, it's just a little trophy. You and I get it together, so don't refuse..." If it's someone else, Gan Ping may not be called this brother, but it's really a little disdainful. Since he opened his mouth to call himself brother, he was disrespectful.

Since it shows its strength to deter it, it should be tempted for profit now. Only in this way can this kind of person help protect Ma Jiaji at ease. At present, in the war of the sect, I think that the sect can't lose hands to replace this Xuanzheng, so Gan Ping has only this worst strategy.

With the killing of Cao Rui, this time the disturbance subsided. Yuan, the owner of Xiaoyue City, Gan Ping, actually killed the two immortals. This kind of power really dares not provoke him. He could only retreat back with his nose and humbly, and promised Gan Ping, as long as he was in One day, this Majiabao will never be taxed. After all, although this money is good, it also requires life.

Of course, Gan Ping, who showed all the means, was naturally questioned by the old dock and Mr. Zhang. When he learned that Ma Linger would wake up in about a few years, and like Gan Ping, he worshipped under the Miaocheng sect, Ma Zhang couldn't help crying with joy and crying. For the past two years, although she didn't say anything, she has been worried about the safety of these two children all the time. How many times she woke up from nightmares and burst into tears.

What made Gan Ping even more stunned was that Li Erniang had become his own master's wife. This change caught Gan Ping off guard. He didn't expect that Mr. Zhang could marry a beautiful wife when he was old. In addition to teaching writing, there were occasional red sleeves to add fragrance, which was also an elegant thing. In addition, Gan Ping's idea of moving Ma Jiaji to Zihua Xianfu was rejected by the old horse. After all, it is difficult to leave the hometown, and this Majiabao is thriving, and I don't want to move.

I didn't expect that my wishful thinking was wasted, but Gan Ping didn't care too much. As long as these relatives live a comfortable life, they will wake up. Why do they have to force it? In fact, the shrewd old horse head also has his own ideas. He also saw Gan Ping's fight with the two just now. Although this fairy can be worshipped, it is not appropriate to get close to him. After all, when I went to the Zihua Fairy Mansion, Gan Ping couldn't be by my side every day. There were a stream of immortals everywhere. Why did he go there? It's better to live the rest of your life in your hometown.

It was night. Mr. Zhang and the old horse were drunk. The whole Ma family was caught in a carnival and was exempted from all taxes. This was something that I didn't dare to think of before. Today, Ma Jiabao is famous for its blades. If there is no tax exploitation, it is really a lot of money. Under the leadership of Huo'er, an unscrupulous little drunkard, Mr. Zhang and the old horse were completely drunk.

This little thing storage bracelet is loaded with wine collected along the way, as well as the excellent monkey wine. In the night, Xuanzheng leaned obliquely on the roof of the tallest building of Majiaji, sipping the pear wine in his hand, and his eyes flashed at the carnival crowd below. When he saw Gan Ping secretly crush several elixirs and throw them into the huge wine urn, a rather strange look flashed in his eyes.

Gan Ping's cultivation is indeed extremely high, and he is talented, but he can't break this word. For many years, I have even forgotten my original name when I have been cultivating immortals. In my heart, a small green jade gourd flew in front of me. Xuanzheng fished it out, and the aroma of monkey wine came to my face, and it was also mixed with several kinds of elixirs, which was even more spiritual. Gan Ping smiled at Xuan Zheng, turned around and walked back to the room. Xuan Zheng, who was left alone, looked at the carnival crowd below, took a sip of the best monkey wine, talked quietly, and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

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