After being tricked into joining the Demon Sect, I created the Changsheng Family

The old man was forced to do something.

"Is he forced to do it?"

Chen Taiping: "..."

To be honest, he didn't know what to say.

However, what Lao Deng said did make some sense...

The devil's way, the righteous way.

It seems that it shouldn't be so easy to distinguish.

But now, discussing whether the Daofu Sect is righteous or devilish.

These don't seem to matter to Chen Taiping.

Now, he has become an inner disciple of the Daofu Sect.

He has become the only heir in the Danshi Hall of the Daofu Sect.

He also has Yin Jiuyou, the second elder of the inner sect, as his backer.

A vested interest.

Even if this Daofu Sect is really a demonic sect, so what?

In this world, many times, the butt determines the head!

"The difference between good and evil, it doesn't matter..."

Chen Taiping looked at Yin Jiuyou in front of him, he thought for a while and then asked in a low voice: "As for the deputy sect master, is it really okay for us to reject him so directly?"

Yin Jiuyou chuckled twice, and then said: "Who cares, anyway, I am the second elder of the inner sect of this Daofu Sect, and the real controller of the Alchemist Hall."

"Also, I am the only alchemist in this Daofu Sect who can refine golden elixir-level elixirs."

"With so many identities stacked up, if I don't give that old thing a little face, what can that old thing do to me?"

"Isn't there the current sect master Fu Wu?"

"Let them fight, we just need to not easily take sides, and it's over."

"In the end, whoever wins, we will side with..."

"Anyway, this is how I have been through the past few hundred years."

Listening to these words, Chen Taiping couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth twice.

Indeed, there is some truth in this statement.

Don't take sides easily, just be neutral.

Help whoever wins in the end.

Even if alchemists like him and Yin Jiuyou who have mastered the exquisite art of alchemy really make mistakes, what can they do?

Can they still be killed?

"Okay..."

Chen Taiping nodded silently, then he looked at Yin Jiuyou in front of him, stretched out his hand and said: "Old Deng, do you have any foundation-building level, or more rare pill recipes?"

"Give me some..."

Yin Jiuyou looked at Chen Taiping helplessly and said: "Didn't I give you all the pill recipes before?"

"Moreover, the recipes of pills are the foundation of alchemists. Under normal circumstances, they are kept strictly hidden and will not be shared with others."

"Like me, a master who has nothing to hide and is extremely generous."

"You will never see another one in the cultivation world."

......

Soon after, Chen Taiping walked out of the room and walked silently in the Alchemist Hall.

Although, he had expected what Old Deng said.

But he still couldn't help feeling a little disappointed...

Such a great alchemist, but he only has a dozen pill recipes.

Isn't this a bit too miserable?

"Brother, you're out?"

"Hurry, drink a cup of sweet water to moisten your throat..."

After seeing Chen Taiping, Shen Huan, who called himself the king of lackeys, immediately smiled flatteringly.

He came to Chen Taiping's side with a thump.

At the same time, he was holding a simple water cup made of a bamboo tube.

"Sweet water?"

Chen Taiping looked at Shen Huan's hand with some curiosity. The cup seemed to be a little cold and purple... sweet water.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally picked it up.

He drank it, a small sip.

After all, this was someone's intention, so he couldn't just let it go, right?

"Hmm?"

"Isn't this the taste of sour plum soup?"

Chen Taiping looked at the drink in his hand with some surprise.

Shen Huan asked with expectation: "Brother, how does it taste?"

Chen Taiping nodded with satisfaction and said: "Not bad..."

Shen Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Brother, as long as you are satisfied, this sweet water is called sour plum drink, which is made with sour plums of the best level of Qi Refining, combined with various ingredients."

"Not only does it taste good, but it also contains rich spiritual power. Drinking it is not only beneficial to your own cultivation, but also has a great effect on your body.

benefits. "

Chen Taiping was a little stunned.

He didn't expect that this cup of sour plum drink could have such a great origin.

This guy Shen Huan is really thoughtful...

"Good work, reward!!!"

Chen Taiping silently took out a bottle of ten foundation-building pills from the storage ring, and then threw the small jade bottle containing the pills to Shen Huan beside him.

"This is the Foundation Establishment Pill, which can help you break through to the realm of Foundation Establishment."

Shen Huan was a little disbelieving at first and looked at the small jade bottle in his hand.

After that, a look of ecstasy appeared in his eyes.

Foundation Establishment Pill, this is the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Not only is it expensive, but it is also rare.

But now, he has ten of them in his hand.

Isn't this equivalent to directly escorting him to the realm of foundation building?

"Thank you, senior brother, thank you so much, senior brother!!!"

Shen Huan's face was flushed with excitement, and the corners of his mouth were almost grinning to the back of his head.

Next to Shen Huan, Fan Shanming, who also considered himself a bitch, was almost dumbfounded at this moment.

No, what the hell...

That's the Foundation Building Pill.

Just gave it to him directly?

Is the world sick, or is he sick?

After thinking for a moment, Fan Shanming felt that the world was not sick, and neither was he.

Reality, that's it.

Some people practice hard, but cannot attain the Tao, and cannot make any progress in their cultivation.

And some people are just flattering.

He directly obtained a bottle of ten Foundation Establishment Pills.

It's just a pity.

This time, it seemed that the dog named Shen Huan had taken the lead.

...

After leaving the Alchemist Hall.

Chen Taiping walked towards the Daofu Sect's Puppet Master Hall.

Fan Shanming, and Shen Huan.

He did not continue to take these two people with him.

Just let those two people stay in the Alchemist Palace and work hard.

As for himself, he planned to visit the Puppet Master Hall.

Didn't his fellow countryman Jiang Tai say before that he was accepted into the sect of the fourth elder of the inner sect who controls the Puppet Master Palace?

And he was locked in a small dark room.

If you don't learn the art of making a puppet, you won't let it come out.

Chen Taiping felt that this was somewhat exaggerated.

I guess these are just jokes, just said casually.

Where can there be such a master in the world of cultivation?

If it does not exist, it must not exist.

...

In the Puppet Master's Hall, there are all kinds of messy parts placed in a room that looks extremely chaotic.

An old man who looks quite strong, but his beard and hair are still completely white.

At this moment, he was bending over and sticking out his big butt.

It seemed like he was laboriously assembling some sort of puppet.

"Boy, are you here?"

As the actual person in control of the Puppet Master Palace, Zhong Sanzhong, who is also the fourth elder of the inner sect of the Daoist Sect, after completing the work at hand.

He then slowly straightened his back, looked at Chen Taiping in front of him and whispered.