Chapter 389 Mistake

Jing Ping was originally unprepared when he said this. He kept beating drums in his heart and was ready to escape at any time, but as soon as the young man's words came out, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The young man has regarded him as a treasure man.

The master of the fairyland, this is really the biggest danger Jing Ping has taken in his life. This is simply dancing on the tip of the knife. If one is not good, the soul will be destroyed, and there is no discussion.

Fortunately, it has been fooled. Even Jing Ping's mind is excellent, and there is also a thin layer of cold sweat behind it. The tension and effort just now is not lower than facing another magic pursuit.

"But senior, can't my Duobaomen be destroyed like this!" Jing Ping knelt on the ground with a look of grief, "If the Duobao Gate is destroyed, I will never live alone!"

In his words, he began to carry the true power of his whole body, encouraged Jin Dan, and made an illusion of self-detonation.

"Don't be angry." The young man immediately pointed, and the light appeared, restraining Jing Ping's power to encourage Jin Dan. At the same time, there was also a strong force to strengthen his source and calm down.

This is to calm him down.

After receiving this benefit, Jing Ping immediately understood that the young man really accepted him without any doubt.

"You are so loyal to the sect, which is really the blessing of the many treasures in the lower world." The young man felt the power of Jing Ping's encouragement to encourage Jin Dan. He immediately knew that there was no fraud. He nodded repeatedly, and then straightened his face and said, "Since you have the opportunity to come here, don't care about it. Don't forget that your life was exchanged by your teachers and elders. Don't you want to be your fellow teacher in the future? Brother revenge?"

"Revenge..." Jing Ping deliberately made a clear look, and then pleaded with the young man, "Please give me some advice!"

"Okay, then I'll take you into the treasure gate of my fairyland!" A trace of joy flashed in the young man's eyes, but then disappeared. He had already seen Jing Ping's strength. The root bones, understanding, and all are the upper posture. Such good materials are a waste in the immortal world, and they are also talented in the fairy world. He thought silently, "The Duobaomen in the lower world is also good. If you can find such a good seedling, this good seedling is worth the consumption of dozens of worlds! As long as I cultivate it properly, I will have a master with infinite potential in the immortal world in the future. Even if I am facing the war in the demon world, I will have enough strength to resist!"

Jing Ping didn't know the young man's thoughts and only acted. Under the hidden of the magic method, he made a gesture of fighting spirit and vowing to avenge the elders of the teacher.

When the young man saw Jing Ping's appearance, he was even more happy. Then he raised his hand and took Jing Ping in his hand and flew to the sky at high speed.

Along the way, the young man did not slow down at all, and the strong wind even blew through Jing Ping's body. This kind of pain was no less than Ling Chi! This is to test his patience, but to the surprise of the young man, even if he endures such pain, Jing Ping gritted his teeth and said nothing, very resolute.

"This is the treasure door that God wants to flourish!" The young man was surprised and no longer wasted time. With a flash, he arrived at the door of the hall.

Then, Jing Ping was put down. As soon as he stood on the ground, a burst of pure high-level aura began to surge, and in an instant, he healed his wound outside.

"Brother Baoguang, is this?" At this moment, another person of small grade also appeared from the hall and pointed to Jing Ping and asked.

"Another world has been invaded by demons. This is a multi-treasure disciple who escaped from that world." The young man said lightly, as if the demise of an immortal world does not mean anything. "Brother Baohua, this person is a disciple of Duobaomen in my lower world. Now it is also an opportunity to be lucky enough to come here. I want him to get in."

"So it is." Baohua immediately understood and didn't say much. A flash of light in his hand shot directly into Jing Ping's hand.

One piece of Duobaomen Taoist clothing, one Duobaomen waist card, a set of Duobaomen magic weapons, and three jade bottles, eight or sixty-four yellow charms, 300 pieces of lower fairy spirit stones, and other trivial supplies.

After Jing Ping took it, he did not hesitate. He immediately shook his figure and put on this set of Duobaomen costumes. With the illusion of Baohuangjue, he was full of brilliance for a while, mysterious and endless. What a Duobaomen!

Baoguang and Baohua saw Jing Ping's appearance and were stunned. It seemed that they didn't expect that wearing Jing Ping would show such a mystery. Then the two looked at each other and found the joy in each other's eyes.

"Okay, from today on, you are a disciple of Duobaomen in my fairyland. Would you like to worship me as a teacher and be taught by me?" Baoguang received the joy and immediately asked.

Plop.

Without saying a word, Jing Ping immediately knelt on the ground, banged his head nine times, and said respectfully, "Disciple, see the master."

At this time, the Taoist Baohua next to him looked envious and said, "Congratulations, brother."

"Haha, okay, okay, get up!" Baoguang seemed to be very happy. He laughed three times, and then raised Jing Ping with both hands. His eyes were full of satisfaction. Then he asked, "I'm in a hurry. I haven't asked your name yet."

"The younger generation is just a nameless person now. When he repays the teacher's blood, he will regain his real name!" Jing Ping looked resolute and did not seem to have forgotten the scene where the master was destroyed, with a look of loyalty.

As soon as this word came out, and then cooperated with his magic method, it was really an attitude of willing to sharpen the sword for ten years, and the two people, Baoguang Baohua, nodded in a row.

"Good! The teacher's blood vengeance has to be avenged! I'll give you the Taoist name now, Xuanzhen! I hope you can work hard and strengthen yourself. In the end, you will get a blood feud from your teacher, restore your real name, and see your true self!" Baoguang said majestically.

"Thank you, Master, for giving me a Taoist name. My disciples must wake up at all times and practice hard!" Jing Ping bowed and said in an echo.

At the same time, I saw that the Baohua Taoist opened a roll of the roster and wrote the word Xuanzhen on the roster with a large cinnabar pen and strong mana.

As soon as the word

is written, the roster immediately shines, which means that Duobaomen has recognized Jing Ping's identity. From now on, he has been a Duobaomen.

"I accidentally got the identity of such a multi-treasure disciple, but this is just right, which allows me to explore the reality of this fairyland and increase my knowledge." Jing Ping thought about it for a while and decided to use this identity first. In this way, he can not only get a lot of secrets of the fairyland, but also get a lot of treasures and wealth. Moreover, the masters in the fairyland are like clouds. One of them jumps out casually is the god. With his strength, he is simply a scum, which is really not enough to be single, and This identity can shelter him.

"For the teacher's name Baoguang, you are my only disciple, so you don't have to live with other disciples. I specially prepared a cave for you." Baoguang said, then raised his hand and pushed it. Jing Ping crossed countless distances in an instant. Before coming to a cave.

"You can live here. There are all kinds of cultivation methods, fairyland knowledge, and some treatment and rules of Duobaomen disciples in the cave. You should practice and read more. If you want to go out and practice, you can walk by yourself without notification." The faint words echoed in his ear, and Jing Ping immediately bowed and saluted to show his understanding.

Then the voice gradually faded, and Jing Ping maintained his posture for a long time. It was not until he was sure that Baoguang was not observing here that he stepped into the cave.

As soon as you step into it, you immediately feel the rolling aura coming to your face. Its energy is so pure that even the chaotic world can't refine impurities at all.

On the Jing plane, I turned my eyes and saw the layout of the whole cave clearly.

There is no luxurious jade chair, and there is no exaggerated wealth. There is only a futon, a case, and a thick pile of books on it, which is very simple and clean.

Although it doesn't look special at a glance, Jing Ping nodded repeatedly and is very satisfied with it here, because although the cave is simple, it combines the truth that the road is one. If you can calm down and practice here for a few years, whether it is cultivation or Taoism, it will increase rapidly. It is the real cave. Blessed land.

"See you, master."

Just as Jing Ping praised secretly, suddenly two crisp voices sounded.