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Chapter 141 The psychic talisman is complete (please subscribe)
  In the red and blue room.

Hu Qianqian sat on her favorite cloud bed. This was the first time she felt that she really had a master. Before, she just relied on an identity.

Thinking of this, she turned her head again and looked at the gradually darkening sky outside the window.

Suddenly, she felt a little homesick. She was meditating seriously, so she fell on the bed and rolled around, as if to vent her happy mood. Then she sat on the edge of the bed and used her hands to comb the hair on her head. , during which her furry ears kept moving back and forth.

She continued in this state until her mood stabilized, and then she went into meditation again.

Two hours later.

There was moonlight outside the window. Hu Qianqian opened her eyes. First she glanced at the beautiful moonlight outside. Then she took out a special elixir and put it in her mouth. Then she pinched the spell with her hand and aroused all the evil energy in her body. Converging towards the center of the air sea.

In the small courtyard outside the house.

Wang Ping sat in a pavilion full of wind chimes, looking at the little shrimp soldier who was waiting solemnly under the moonlight on the lakeshore.

"Can she succeed?" Yulian asked, with a little worry in her tone.

"There are very few people you worry about?" Wang Ping said with a smile. Yu Lian's mood changed his understanding of Hu Qianqian to some extent.

"As a fox demon, it is really not easy for her to survive in Zhongzhou and be recognized by Daozang Palace. For example, as long as she eats a little meat, some people will think that the meat in her hand comes from other monsters. It was scraped off, or someone snatched it from somewhere."

Yu Lian's words were very soft, but what Wang Ping heard was the hardships of a little fox demon along the way. What is even more valuable is that she can always maintain a peaceful heart towards the Tao.

"Do you think she can succeed?" Yulian asked again.

Wang Ping did not answer, but took out the wild rice cup from his arms and threw out a hexagram. It was okay and not dangerous. At this time, Hu Qianqian's room was filled with a strong evil spirit.

"Have you started yet?"

Raindrops soared into the clouds and flew to the sky above the pavilion, overlooking the entire dojo to prevent young people from coming to cause trouble.

The little demons on the nearby lake were extremely excited because of the rising demonic energy. They waved the crude weapons in their hands and shouted in unknown languages.

The fake elixir condensed by the demon clan is based on the universe within the body, and uses the demonic energy absorbed for hundreds of years to smelt out an energy source that operates on its own. From then on, the demonic energy can penetrate into the hundreds of veins in the body, not only allowing the demon clan's Their bodies are extremely powerful, and they can also awaken some special abilities in their own blood.

This step is not life-threatening, but if you fail, you will have to practice hard for at least one Jiuzi. If you fail again, your bloodline may be damaged, and you will be unable to condense the fake elixir for the rest of your life.

An hour later.

Along with a pure white seal in Hu Qianqian's room, a magic circle similar to gathering spirits appeared on the entire dojo ground. The magic circle extended to the lake, and the gathered shrimp soldiers formed a huge magic circle. They breathe in the energy of the sun and the moon in their own unique way.

All the swallowed sun and moon energy will be converted into demonic energy, which will be driven by the magic circle and converge towards Hu Qianqian's house.

Not long after, a purple energy beam gathered in the dark night sky and fell towards Hu Qianqian's house, creating circles of lavender ripples and spreading to the outer areas.

"Some people came uninvited..." Wang Ping looked to the south. On the edge of the shallows a hundred miles away, groups of monsters jumped into the lake and came towards the dojo.

"Wait until they get close. I'm too lazy to fly over."

Yulian replied.

When these country monsters approached, it was already dawn, and Yulian directly controlled the water to sink them to the bottom of the lake.

During the day, the energy beams in the sky were no longer visible, but in the world of psychic energy, the beams were even more dazzling and changed from purple to orange.

The day passed unknowingly, and at night the energy beam turned purple again. At night, the energy beam turned orange again during the day. This has been repeated for half a month, and there are no less than two hundred people peeping at the bottom of the lake. The dojo is still the same as the first day, quiet and silent, but in the world of spiritual energy, the place is already full of evil spirits.

One morning, at the turn of the sun and the moon.

The evil spirit that permeated the place was sucked in by Hu Qianqian's room, and then the energy beams falling from the sky also poured into the room.

Soon after, everything disappeared.

"Is it done?" Yulian's tone was filled with excitement.

"It should be." Wang Ping's wood spirit energy was particularly sensitive, and he quickly sensed the change in Hu Qianqian's aura. Now that he was looking into her, he felt like he was seeing the deep snowy land.

The little demons who had been working hard for half a month on the nearby lake were even more excited. Driven by hunger, they grabbed some fish and shrimp and stuffed them into their mouths, while dancing and dancing in a messy way.

After half an hour.

Hu Qianqian walked out wearing a loose Taoist robe. When she saw Wang Pingping in the pavilion, she shook her furry ears and walked over quickly.

"Master!"

"Very good. It's not easy for you to reach this point. You must stick to your Taoist heart in the future, lest hundreds of years of cultivation become in vain."

"Follow your master's instructions."

"kindness…"

Wang Ping nodded, looked at Hu Qianqian up and down, then rolled up his true energy and headed towards Qianmu Mountain.

This time Yu Lian did not follow. She flew around Hu Qianqian's body twice and asked, "How is it? How do you feel now? What powerful abilities have you awakened?"

...

Hu Qianqian's condensation of fake elixirs was just a little spice to Wang Ping, who was practicing hard. After her affairs were over, what awaited Wang Ping was endless meditation and Qi training.

Time is ruthless.

Wang Ping once again overcame an emperor, and the progress of integrating the 'Psychic Talisman' has reached (62/100). In these years, except for the Spring Festival, almost no one comes to his dojo during the rest of the year.

The fifth year of the new emperor's accession to the throne.

A major event happened in Yongshan County, that is, the current prince Yongxi came back to worship his ancestors, and then purchased a large amount of land outside Yongshan County, and planned to build a mansion for future generations to recognize their ancestors.

Emperor Wanfeng's calculation before his death has returned to its original point after nearly sixty years.

Wang Ping didn't have much emotion when he heard about this matter. Years of self-cultivation had almost exhausted his human emotions. Fortunately, he was accompanied by Yu Lian. Occasionally he would go to the southern island for fishing and barbecue. Sometimes if it was really too boring, he would go there. Talk to Guangxuan.

The world is still peaceful with singing and dancing, and the prosperous times are still continuing. Therefore, the emperor has a different idea. He actually wants to gather heavy troops to expand his territory to the north!
  However, his appeal did not receive a response from his subjects, especially the people he relied on most. Their war weariness was obvious, because luxury was now common in the world, and the court ministers were more pampered, but the emperor himself was overconfident.

None of this has anything to do with Wang Ping. He still practices in seclusion every day. He occasionally goes out to fish, hunt, or has tea and chat with Guangxuan. Sometimes he goes to Daozang Hall to listen to one or two important on-site reports.

In this way, more than twenty years have passed.

Because of the Nine-Max Formation, it only took more than eighty years for Wang Ping's fusion of 'spiritual talisman' to be completed.

(End of this chapter)