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Chapter 133 Death of Wang Kang
  "Boom"

The thunder was not very loud, and the falling lightning flashed past, but Wang Ping caught it. It was as thick as a child's wrist, but it was quite powerful, and could split a rock into pieces.

However, it is a bit too tasteless for entry-level monks.

Unless you spend millions of taels of silver to make a thunder altar with heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

"Aren't you satisfied yet?"

Taoist Tongyu said: "With only [-] to [-] taels of silver, you can set up a Thunder Method Altar. If you equip your disciples with one, it will be a huge advantage during the fight."

Wang Ping thought so.

Then, he looked at the magic weapon made of Thunder Gold in his hand. It was the key to guiding Thunder Technique, and it was also the most expensive item in the entire set of spell-casting equipment. The piece of Thunder Gold at the core of the Thunder Technique Altar was only used to make this weapon. It is only one-fifth of the material of the magical weapon.

Taoist Tongyu thought that Wang Ping was worried about the money for making a spell-casting altar, and continued: "The competition in the world of cultivation is very cruel. Before the third realm, you may be able to barely advance with the help of nobles, but if you want to be in the fourth realm, you must have A huge sect that helps you collect intelligence and resources."

He sighed, "I didn't have such resources at the beginning, so I could only place my hope on illusory luck. Unfortunately, luck was not on my side."

"I'm not worried about the money, I'm just thinking... a thunderbolt might not be powerful enough. Wouldn't it be more powerful if I hit it one more time?"

Wang Ping interrupted Taoist Tongyu's chatter and pinched the spell with his hands. He took up the true energy in his Dantian and walked on the spell casting altar. After a few breaths, the magic circle lit up. At this time, Wang Ping's consciousness sensed the existence of Lei Fa. , he quickly used the magic weapon in his hand to guide.

"Boom"

There was another explosion of thunder and lightning, but this time it was not over yet. Wang Ping concentrated his soul and the next moment, the roar continued, and dozens of real thunder fell continuously, instantly blasting a big hole in the ground in the center of the island.

"This is called quantitative change causing qualitative change!"

A smile appeared on Wang Ping's face, he put away the magic weapon and jumped to the big pit in the center of the island. There was still electric current flashing in the big pit, and it also made a "sizzling" sound.

"The consumption of Qi Sea True Yuan is acceptable, but the casting time is too long. We have to find ways to shorten the casting time, otherwise we will not achieve the unexpected effect." Wang Ping concluded, then nodded and looked at the magic weapon in his hand, " Also, the wear and tear of the magic weapon is quite serious, and it will be scrapped after two or three more uses.”

Yu Lian, who heard the movement in the distance on the sea, flew over, stared at the current in the pit, and said: "The Nine Heavens spell only has basic rules and has no characteristics of mutual reinforcement and mutual restraint. Sometimes it is really convenient to use."

"You need to practice more..."

...

Time flies, and it’s been Baofeng’s 6th year in a blink of an eye.

The progress of Wang Ping's fusion of the 'Psychic Talisman' has reached (16/100), and the battles between the various factions on Nanlin Road have gradually faded away, but the seeds of hatred have been planted, and occasionally one or two vendettas will be staged in some places.

The end of the year.

Wang Ping, who was practicing hard, received a memory copied by Zihong using a puppet bird.

He has been wandering around Lou County for more than a year, and he has really squeezed into the local spiritual circle. Last month, he attended a secret gathering, sold some simple elixirs, and made a small sum of money. .

What worried Wang Ping was that there was actually a demon clan participating in this gathering. He seemed to be collecting poison. He looked like he was going to poison a certain powerful person.

Wang Ping subconsciously thought of Wen Hai, but then he shook his head. Poison cannot kill imported monks.

For Wang Ping, this memory was equivalent to a long recorded movie. After Wang Ping read it, he conveyed the instruction to Zihong to continue monitoring Wufeng Temple, and then fell back into boring practice.

Baofeng 7 years. At the beginning of the year, Wang Ping received a letter of thanks from Xia Yao, thanking him for helping Liu Chang travel. The letter came very late, and she explained that she was in retreat.

Then, Xia Yao actually invited him to go to the capital together.

It was a surprise!

After Wang Ping thought carefully, he politely declined Xia Yao's invitation, saying that he was at a critical time in his cultivation and would need to retreat for a period of time.

After sending the reply, Wang Ping asked his disciple Su Hai to personally invite Liu Zixiu at the foot of the mountain and ask him if the war in the north was about to enter a decisive battle. After receiving Liu Zixiu's accurate reply, Wang Ping finally understood that Xia Yao invited him to go to the mountain. The reason for the capital.

The end of the northern war means that Wang Kang, who led the army in the Northern Expedition, will gain a higher reputation than his current opponent, General Liu Yue.

"Is Her Royal Highness the Princess's cultivation to enter the world? Or to be born out of the world?"

Wang Ping suppressed this question and continued his practice. After all, the current world situation did not matter much.

At the end of the year, Zihong sent back some unique memories, which recorded in detail every gathering he attended. As time went by, he had entered the periphery of the circle, and the topics were no longer limited to transactions, but could sometimes be discussed. Go to Wufengguan to use monster flesh and blood to refine magic weapons in the past two years.

From their mouths, Wang Ping learned that Wen Hai had been living in his workshop for two full years without leaving the house. The entire Wufeng Temple had become extremely chaotic. This chaos even affected Lou County, and even more so. It is the demon clan in Lou County, and they have spontaneously united.

Wang Ping fell into a brief thought after reading this memory. From the standpoint of the monster clan, Wen Hai's current actions are absolutely heinous, but this is Zhongzhou, an area dominated by human monks.

Therefore, the current approach of the demon clan is very dangerous. As long as Wen Hai can prove that the demon clan in Lou County has united, then he can use his own imagination to kill the demon clan in Lou County and finally install a rebel. crime.

After thinking for a short time, Wang Ping asked Zihong not to get involved in this matter anymore. He had a hunch that Wenhai was going to cause trouble in Lou County, and it would only take a few months.

He just needs to be prepared to watch the show, and when the time comes, he will use his status as the inspector to arrange for the disciples of Qianmu Temple to go and finish the show, and by the way, he will openly inspect what Wenhai is refining at Wufeng Temple.

It was quiet for several more months.

Before Wenhai started making trouble, news came from Shangjing first.

Liu Zixiu personally went to the top of the mountain to convey the news: "The gateway to the northern region, the most important Beiguan, was breached in the middle of last month. Junior Brother Wang Kang took the lead in climbing the camp and breaking into the city wall. After a bloody battle day and night, he finally succeeded in taking Beiguan... However, Junior Brother Wang Kang also died due to serious injuries!"

Wang Ping was surprised for a moment after hearing this. He seemed to be doubting whether he heard correctly. Yu Lian, who was lying on his shoulder, gently rubbed his cheek with her head.

"As the coach, does he need to go to the city wall to fight bloody battles?" Wang Ping asked.

"He did this on purpose." Liu Zixiu sighed, "I have thought of countless ways to escape, even self-destruction, but I never thought there would be such a way."

Wang Ping remained silent.

"If Junior Brother Wang Kang dies like this, his descendants will become the real dignitaries in Shangjing City, and they will be safe for at least fifty years." Liu Zixiu said in a deep tone, "First, the Imperial Army will remember him, and the emperor will not dare to hide him. As long as his achievements are not concealed, the emperor blessed with magical powers must satisfy the spiritual expectations of his subjects."

After Liu Zixiu finished speaking, he looked at Wang Ping and asked, "Are you going to visit the capital?"

Wang Ping was about to answer, but suddenly thought of something and asked: "What does master mean?"

"Don't hear or hear!"

(End of this chapter)