Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

The golden crow hides the soup valley, and the jade rabbit plays the galaxy.

Baiyun Gate, inside the wooden house.

The night wind blew past, and the young man lying on the rocking chair, with his long black jade-like hair behind his shoulders, was slightly scattered by the blowing.

At this moment, two bright moons were reflected in the star pupils under the sword eyebrows.

Cheng Buzheng, who was lying on the rocking chair, was lost in thought at this moment.

"He is a monk in the qi training period, what is there for the uncle in the foundation establishment period to calculate?"

"In terms of cultivation, he is only at the fifth level of Qi training, and he is one of the monks in the public.

Uncle of the Foundation Establishment Stage, if you want help from a Qi Refining Stage monk, as long as it is not too dangerous, none of your fellow Qi Refining Stage disciples will refuse.

Even if there is no reward, I believe there will be a lot of monks competing with each other, and they still want to help, as long as they sell their uncles.

This is equivalent to having a backer in the sect. Even if someone wants to attack him, they have to consider whether it is worthwhile to offend a master of the foundation establishment period.

Within the sect, it is also equivalent to a small society. Driven by interests, the sect also has complicated human relationships. It is not as ordinary people imagine. Every immortal is dedicated to cultivation and lives freely in the world.

If it's a dangerous task, he, a fourth-level monk in the Qi training period, can't help much. There are many monks in the late Qi training period in the sect, even if they are at the peak of Qi training.

Moreover, he can also be sure that he has never met Jiang Shishu face to face, so it is absolutely impossible for Jiang Shishu to know his true cultivation.

What's more, even a monk in the Foundation Establishment period would not notice his disguise without careful inspection.

As for alchemy, he is only a first-rank low-rank alchemist, and there are quite a few such low-rank alchemists in the sect.

What's more, Uncle Jiang definitely knows alchemists, even second-rank alchemists, and even his granddaughter is also a first-rank top-rank alchemist.

It is also Baiyunmen, Jiang Xianzi among the three fairy flowers, Jiang Siling, is also Jiang Fugui's cousin, and the grandniece of Old Man Nan. "

Cheng Buzheng lay on the rocking chair for a long time, motionless. Suddenly, two words appeared in his mind:

Fardan!

Fadan belongs to a special way of alchemy, as long as you are a monk, you can refine it.

But there is a very high chance that it will cause devastating and serious injuries to the consciousness, and the journey of immortality will stop at the moment, unless there is a panacea to restore the consciousness, and such panaceas are all second-level at the beginning.

The second-order panacea to treat spiritual injuries is so precious, even most of the masters in the foundation establishment period do not have such a panacea.

If it is an alchemist who refines the magic pill, the success rate will be greatly improved, but almost no alchemist is willing to refine this kind of magic pill.

The magic pill is similar to a one-time magic weapon, which is a group of extremely unstable essence, which is refined into a compressed pill-like thing according to a specific refining method.

Perhaps, this is the reason why Uncle Jiang didn't let his granddaughter refine it. Even if there is a second-level alchemist, there is no alchemist who is willing to refine the alchemy.

This may be the reason Uncle Jiang sought him out, not only to increase the success rate of refining alchemy.

There is no need to just find someone to refine the alchemy, wasting hard-won spiritual materials.

Cheng Buzheng believed in Uncle Jiang, and had sought out many alchemists, but none of the alchemists were willing to refine it. Basically, all the alchemists in the sect were backed by mountains.

Perhaps, Uncle Jiang hit his head with his idea.

"Even if he is to refine the alchemy, he is only 90% sure, and the remaining 10% is mainly because he has not refined it before, so it can only be left to fate."

Almost, after confirming his guess, Cheng Buzheng stood up immediately, ready to go out and hide for a while, and he would come back after Master Jiang found a scapegoat.

He pushed open the door, and when he was about to turn around and close the door, he saw a figure flying from afar.

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng showed bitterness.

There is no need to cast spells, relying on magic tools, and being able to fly with only the body, which is a symbol of the cultivation of the foundation period.

At this time, Cheng Buzheng couldn't think of anyone else who could come here except Master Jiang.

He didn't expect that Uncle Jiang was so impatient. He originally waited for him to come to talk in detail, but now he came directly.

"It seems that he can't escape. It also shows that Uncle Jiang has made up his mind and there is no room for him to retreat."

Lean less.

A slender uncle in martial arts black robe slowly landed in front of his wooden house.

"But Cheng Xiaoyou?"

Uncle Jiang looked at Cheng Buzheng with a smile, but his tone was unusually certain, and he said slowly:

"This old man is Jiang Fugui's second grandfather, you must have heard of it!"

To this, Cheng Buzheng wanted to answer, he was not the so-called Cheng Xiaoyou, nor Jiang Fugui's friend, he just wanted to slip away.

But trouble came, and he couldn't escape it.

So, he was very conscientious.

"I met Uncle Jiang!"

Cheng Buzheng bowed his head and saluted, saying:

"I don't know Master Jiang, but he is visiting late at night. What's the matter?"

At this moment, Cheng Buzheng just wanted to pretend to be a fool, put the matter aside, and please leave this uncle.

"It's a little thing."

Uncle Jiang saw Cheng Buzheng looking down at his toes, and said:

"I heard that my little friend has succeeded in alchemy. It's gratifying to congratulate, unlike the old man's nephew who has achieved nothing!"

Uncle Jiang is like the grandfather next door, casually chatting about household matters.

Which one of the monks in the foundation building period is easy to get along with? At this moment, it is just his gentle side. On the other hand, Cheng Buzheng doesn't want to know, and dare not know.

"Uncle, please come inside!"

Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and then said:

"Uncle, you are joking. Senior Brother Jiang is also a famous figure in the sect now. Not only has he helped many fellow sects, but he has also earned a lot of spirit stones."

Inside the cabin.

"Oh~"

Uncle Jiang seemed very happy to hear the praise of Jiang Fugui, and then said:

"I heard that my little friend needs a high-grade spirit bead. I wonder if there is such a thing?"

"Yes, Uncle Jiang!"

Cheng Buzheng poured wine for Uncle Jiang and said:

"I want to use this spirit bead as a medicine to prove it."

"Uncle, please!"

He doesn't care at all why Cheng Buzheng wants to use the top-grade Lingzhu as a medicine guide, and what he wants to prove. At present, he cares about one thing.

"Um!"

Uncle Jiang received the white jade wine cup that Buqiu handed over, took a sip, and then said slowly:

"It just so happens that the old man still has some spirit beads here. As long as my little friend refines a magic pill for the old man, the old man will give you three high-grade spirit beads, how about it?"

heard the words.

Cheng Buzheng paused, looked down at his toes, as if there was something interesting on the ground.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiang was not surprised. He had seen many alchemists who were unwilling to refine alchemy, and after hearing about it, most of them had this silent attitude.

But those alchemists have backers behind them, and he doesn't want to provoke them, so no one has refined his alchemy.

Uncle Jiang was not displeased with Cheng Buzheng's attitude, but he still had to give it the necessary attitude.

Otherwise, the juniors would think that he, a master in the foundation establishment period, is easy to talk and has no face to talk about.