A few days later.
Xia Ping returned to the Qiankun Sect on the Moon God, and then went to Beiming Peak to meet his master Beiming Saint.
"So, it seems that you have gained a lot in the Blood Soul Continent."
After hearing Xia Ping's account of what happened in the Blood Soul Continent, the Beiming Saint could not help but nod his head. He also knew that this time Xia Ping had obtained a lot of soul stones from the Blood Soul Continent.
Of course, Xia Ping concealed the matter of the spirit clan essence and mystery technique, because this matter was extremely important and could not be disclosed, otherwise it would be a disaster.
For the saint, some soul stones are nothing at all and are very good for ordinary cultivators, but in the eyes of the saint, it is the same thing, and it is not very good for their own cultivation.
So even if he knew that Xia Ping had obtained a lot of soul stones, the saint of Beiming felt too much, just expressing his appreciation.
"Master, there are countless treasures in the Blood Soul Continent. Why is no one completely conquering this continent?" Xia Ping asked curiously. Even though the soul stone is not very useful to the saint, it is still a treasure land at any rate, and there is no reason not to conquer it completely. .
But many sects just sent people to watch, not even the saints.
"The blood soul saint has left behind in this continent. If our saint makes a move, we will immediately activate the blood soul continent's teleportation array, teleporting the entire continent away. The universe is so big that it will be very difficult to find it by then. Of course, there are many reasons behind the saint’s failure to make a move. You don’t need to know this for now."
Saint Beiming didn't explain this too much.
"Understood, Master." Xia Ping nodded. Since this is a game between saints, don't mix in the shrimp like him, otherwise you don't know how to die.
"By the way, Master, there is one very important thing that I forgot to tell you." Xia Ping remembered another thing, "I also encountered a group of killers in the Blood Soul Continent before. They called themselves the Seven Killers, and these people treated me. The assassination was carried out."
"As a result, they naturally failed. Instead, they were captured by me. Under severe torture, they found a man behind the scenes, named Kuangtu Sage, who seemed to hate me deeply."
Hearing this, the sage of Beiming showed a glimmer of cold light in his eyes: "Kunshou sage? Is that old guy still alive? I thought he had been in hiding for so long and there was no news. He was seriously injured and died long ago. I didn't expect to dare. Appear, send someone to kill my apprentice."
A terrible murderous aura filled him, as if it could crush the sky.
"Master, I was watched by the saint, and my life was frozen in the water, can there be some treasures to defend myself?" Xia Ping blinked his eyes and said his purpose.
In order to deal with Qianba before, he used a saint talisman and lost one of his assassins. Although he also killed Qianba, he still lost a bit after thinking about it, so he hopes to make up for it from Beiming Saint .
"You little slippery head."
The sage of Beiming smiled: "However, the sage of Kuangtu wants to kill you, and it does have a lot to do with being a teacher. After all, he has forged a death vengeance with being a teacher. Then, as a teacher, he will give you another saint talisman. , Enough to resist the power of the saint."
"If you are unlucky enough to run into the sage of the mad slaughter, you can take it out immediately, and then you can teleport over as a teacher, instantly behead the sage of the mad slaughter, and eradicate the troubles."
His tone was calm and gentle, as if killing a saint was as simple as cutting melons and vegetables.
After speaking, a golden talisman immediately floated down from Beiming Saint and fell into Xia Ping's hand.
"Thank you, Master."
Xia Ping was overjoyed and immediately took the golden talisman. He immediately felt his hands sink. He felt that this talisman weighed at least ten tons, and every trace was like a mark on a road, weighing more than a mountain.
The power of this golden talisman seems to be more powerful than before.
If he had used this golden talisman on the planet Buck before, he would be able to kill Qianba instantly and turn the opponent into ashes without even screaming.
With a saint talisman, I believe that even in the face of Kuang Tu saint, he does not need to worry about it.
And he can also summon his master Beiming saint at any time. It is estimated that if the Kuangtu saint dared to attack him, then it would be enough for the old immortal to drink a pot.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt euphoric, and a little bit wanted to see the horrified look of the sage.
"By the way, you said before that there is a magic weapon called the Dragon Pillar, which can use the equal field to lower a powerful opponent to the same realm as yourself. Where is this magic weapon?"
As soon as the Beiming Saint's voice changed, he knew from Xia Ping's words just now that Xia Ping had encountered a group of enemies before, among them were cultivators in the treasure-refining realm, whose strength surpassed a level, but he could still kill the opponent.
The method he relies on is the trapped dragon pile. This magic weapon can suppress the enemy's martial arts cultivation to the same realm as his own. It is very wonderful, so he is very interested in the trapped dragon pile.
"Here, but it has been broken in the previous battle." Xia Ping said regretfully.
Although with the help of the trapped dragon pile, he killed several cultivators in the treasure-refining realm, but now that this magic weapon is broken, it means that another assassin on his body has disappeared.
With a swish, he took out the trapped dragon pile from his body. At this moment, the inside of the trapped dragon pile was in a broken state, and there were broken marks everywhere, obviously losing his spirituality.
After all, the trapped dragon pile is just a gem of a superb grade, unable to withstand the full destruction of the cultivator in the treasure-refining realm.
"interesting."
The sage of Beiming showed a golden light in his eyes, penetrating the void, staring at the trapped dragon pile, scanning the divine consciousness, and generating electricity from the void: "It is a fantastic idea, I didn't expect it to be the magic weapon of the exquisite treasure level, and it can be displayed. The power of the realm."
"The person who refines this magic weapon is definitely a genius of heaven."
He exclaimed in admiration. It seems to have sentiment.
Thinking of this, then the sage of Beiming looked at Xia Ping: "This magic weapon is more or less beneficial to my practice. It may be analogous. Can you let me observe it for a while?"
"Of course it's okay. Master wants to observe for as long as he wants to observe." Xia Ping said that there is no problem at all. Anyway, the trapped dragon pile has long been damaged, and there is no benefit to staying beside him. .
Or be swallowed by the golden slime.
"Don't worry, the master is not an insatiable person." The sage of Beiming smiled slightly, "After completing the observation for the master, you can help refine a similar magic weapon."
"Thank you, Master."
Xia Ping's eyes suddenly brightened. If the sage makes a move, he will definitely be able to repair the trapped dragon pile, and maybe after the sage's refinement, this magic weapon can become even stronger.
With such benefits, fools will refuse.
"Well, if there's nothing wrong, just step back."
The sage of Beiming wants to observe the trapped dragon pile, he is in the process of cultivating all the time.
"Yes, Master."
Xia Ping immediately withdrew and stopped interrupting.