Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Secret realm, deep in the city...

A small courtyard!

In the quiet room, Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, suddenly had a bright idea in his eyes, as if he had an idea?

"Since it is impossible to purchase a large number of soul-type spiritual medicines by one person alone?

Why not join the Zhenhai League or the Immortal League?"

"It will definitely be faster than if he purchases it alone with this overlord force!

And the spiritual medicines purchased are not at the same level!"

"By then, won't it take off directly?"

The more Cheng Buzheng thought about it, the more feasible it seemed!

As for Baiyunmen, he ignored it directly!

After all.

Baiyunmen is just an inland sect. How can its power compare with the three major alliances of the human race?

In addition to the gap in top combat power, which is not very big...

Let alone the overall strength compared with those Huashen sects?

Even compared with those Yuanying sects with deep foundation, it is much inferior?

Unless, under the leadership of this Supreme Master of the God of Transformation, Baiyun Sect develops for a few thousand years, maybe it will have the hope to be comparable to those top-notch sects of the God of Transformation?

But it is completely impossible now.

Therefore, the weak Baiyun Sect has no ability to help him collect a large number of soul-type spiritual medicines to help him practice!

As for how to join the alliance?

Cheng Buzheng has never been completely worried!

If it is a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, he may dig deep and find out his background?

And impose many restrictions!

But the Supreme Master of the God of Transformation has no such worries?

He only needs to release a little news, and the three major alliances of the human race will definitely try to win him over with the greatest enthusiasm.

This is a fact that cannot be doubted.

Then Cheng Buzheng changed his mind and gave up this idea.

"No!"

"We should be more cautious!"

"We haven't figured out the true strength of the Divine Transformation cultivators yet. If we expose ourselves directly, it will undoubtedly put our safety on the temperament of others!"

"Especially since I have just broken through, my strength is probably the 'weakest' Divine Transformation cultivator!"

"Perhaps among the Divine Transformation cultivators of the human race, there is some secret method to devour the cultivation of others."

"And those old monsters are Divine Transformation cultivators who have practiced for many years. It is very likely that they have mastered some secret method or treasure to erase the spirit body of the law?"

"Don't be careless!"

"At least before the strength is clear, you can't expose yourself!"

Thinking of this.

Cheng Buzheng decided not to expose himself for the time being.

After all, he made this difficult decision, which would undoubtedly delay the efficiency of perceiving the law.

"Then use the backup plan!"

"But we have to settle the family before we can act."

Reading this.

Cheng Buzheng calculated.

"Calculating the time, my wife should be back soon?"

"Could she be delayed?"

He didn't consider that his wife was in danger at all?

After all, one of his wife's soul puppets is still in the underground square of the deserted island. If there is any danger, she will definitely notify him?

Therefore, Cheng Buzheng did not think that he was in danger!

On the contrary, it is very likely that some factors delayed time.

Then.

Cheng Buzheng did not think much, and his consciousness once again escaped into the sea of ​​the origin of the law in the unknown time and space...

Feeling the essence of the wonderful law.

After only a few hours, Cheng Buzheng's spiritual power dropped to the red line he set.

The next breath.

His consciousness fell from the sea of ​​laws.

For more than half a month, Cheng Buzheng relied on meditation to restore his spiritual power.

This day.

In the secret realm, in the city covering an area of ​​​​a thousand miles, in the simple decorated teleportation hall, in one of the small halls...

The teleportation array was glowing with hazy brilliance.

Soon.

Several figures emerged from it.

The leader was an extremely beautiful fairy who seemed to have fallen into the human world, and the pressure of a powerful Yuanying was all over her body.

Yes.

This was Murong Wanwan who had rushed back from the Endless Sea.

After handing over the mortals of the Cheng family to the clansmen of the Yinxian Island, she took a large strategic flying boat and returned to the original place.

After that...

Murong Wanwan returned the three strategic flying boats to the Baiyun Sect and went directly to the secular place where Cheng Ping'an was settled.

After all aspects were arranged...

She then took several grandsons and granddaughters who were cultivating, as well as the great-grandsons and great-granddaughters of the "Jing" generation, to the border area of ​​Jin State and took the teleportation array to the secret realm.

Just at this time!

Cheng Qingyao, who walked down the teleportation array, looked around.

Then, a trace of suspicion appeared in her bright eyes, and she asked:

"Grandma, wasn't the teleportation array in that teleportation room before?"

"Why has it changed?"

Hearing this.

Cheng Qingyang also cast a trace of inquiry in his eyes, but his steps took a step back inadvertently.

Obviously.

He was also quite curious about this change.

But it also made Cheng Qingyang subconsciously raise his guard.

However, when he thought that it was his grandmother who brought him here, his steps back stopped.

Similarly, Cheng Qingyang was not the only Cheng family cultivator who had such a reaction.

Almost all of them were like this.

They looked at each other, and a trace of embarrassment appeared in their eyes.

However, they were embarrassed for only a moment, and then they immediately returned to a calm state.

It seemed that the action just now was an illusion.

On the other side.

Murong Wanwan didn't care about the little actions of her grandsons and granddaughters. After all, this was a matter of family education.

The temperament is set and it is difficult to change.

However, this is of great benefit to the little guy's future practice.

At least he will not trust others easily!

Therefore, Murong Wanwan could only blame her husband for the family style passed down in her heart, and didn't say much.

She didn't mean to intervene or change it.

Immediately.

Murong Wanwan looked around, a hint of understanding appeared in her beautiful eyes, and she smiled and said:

"This should be the masterpiece of your grandfather."

While speaking.

The teleportation array behind Murong Wanwan lit up again.

Then several young monks with young faces emerged from it.

After these figures walked down the teleportation array, the teleportation array lit up again.

Many times in a row.

Soon.

A dozen young men and women with immature faces but calm eyes appeared in this small teleportation hall.

Yes.

These ten young men with immature faces are Cheng Buzheng's great-grandsons and great-granddaughters, cultivators of the "Jing" generation.

Most of them are in the late stage of Qi training.

Only a few of the "Jing" generation have broken through the foundation-building stage.

The progress of their cultivation is comparable to that of the "Qing" generation of the previous generation!

After everyone came together...

Murong Wanwan led this group of younger generations to the outside of the teleportation hall.

At the same time, at this moment.

In the depths of the city, in a quiet room in a small courtyard...

Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, seemed to sense something and slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you back?"

After he muttered to himself, he immediately disappeared out of thin air with a thought.

Looking again, Cheng Buzheng's figure had appeared outside the teleportation hall.

Soon.

Murong Wanwan and the group of younger generations behind him came into his sight.

And Cheng Buzheng's group of grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and great-grandchildren were also looking at the handsome young man who suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Grandma, who is this?"

Cheng Qingyao asked curiously.

Of course.

This is also her appearance!

In fact, Cheng Qingyao had a vague idea in her mind that she dared not believe.

As for the other Cheng family monks of the "Qing" and "Jing" generations, although they were a little panicked by the sudden appearance of the handsome young monk in front of them.

Almost all of them subconsciously retreated behind Murong Wanwan.

This was just a subconscious action of their own reason.

But the moment they saw Cheng Buzheng, they felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Reason forcibly suppressed their own emotions.

Two extremely contrasting emotions intertwined in their hearts.

Seeing this.

Cheng Buzheng did not wait for Murong Wanwan to speak, and immediately said with a smile:

"Little guys, you don't recognize me anymore?"

As he spoke.

A faint glow emanated from Cheng Buzheng's body.

Looking again, Cheng Buzheng had changed from a handsome young man to an old man who seemed to be at the end of his life.

Seeing this, Murong Wanwan stepped forward and said with a smile:

"You are so old, and you still have the mind to joke with them."

At this time, Cheng Qingyang, Cheng Qingyao... and other younger generations also reacted.

"Hello, Grandfather!"

"Grandfather, you have changed so much that Yao'er can't recognize you..."

"Yes!

And your aura is so obscure, it's so different from before!"

"Great Grandfather, did you build this city?

It wasn't like this when Qingping took the teleportation array last time."

"By the way, Great Grandfather, can you let us live in this fairy city you built?"

"The spiritual energy is so rich. If I practice here, in five years at most, even if I don't take elixirs, I am sure I can practice to the peak of Qi training."

"Great Grandfather, this city can accommodate at least millions of people. Can you bring my father and others to live here?"

"..."

For a while.

These descendants of Cheng Buzheng were sure that Cheng Buzheng was their grandfather, and after the great grandfather, they naturally felt no strangeness.

They surrounded him very familiarly.

After all, no matter which descendant, they were all brought up by Cheng Buzheng when they were young.

He was also very good to them.

Almost everything he asked for was granted.

Because of this, even though they knew that Cheng Buzheng was an extremely powerful cultivator, they did not feel alienated at all.

In response to this.

Cheng Buzheng also smiled and answered one by one.

Finally, he said:

"As for Ping'an and the others, they don't have spiritual roots, so they won't live with you."

"No spiritual roots also mean that they can't embark on the immortal path."

"If they don't know, it may not be a bad thing for Ping'an and the others!"

"And when I'm done with my work, I will accompany them on their last journey."

Speaking of this.

Cheng Buzheng looked at Cheng Qingyang and continued:

"Qingyang, when I and your grandmother are gone in the future, this immortal city will be managed by you!"

Yes.

Cheng Qingyang is one of the candidates for the clan leader that Cheng Buzheng values ​​more.

But he didn't make a decision easily, and wanted to see if Cheng Qingyang could bear this burden?

Same.

Cheng Qingyang naturally understood what his grandfather meant, and nodded:

"Qingyang, I will definitely live up to your trust!"

"That's good!"

"However, don't fall behind in your own cultivation, and don't just focus on refining soul puppets."

"It should be noted that monks are still based on their own cultivation."

"Don't let your brothers or even nephews surpass you then."

"Um!"

"Qingyang understands."

Immediately afterwards.

Cheng Buzheng also discussed the general layout and plans of this fairy city with Cheng Qingyang.

"Qingyang, the fairy city hasn't been named yet, so I leave this matter to you."

"There are also those sealed areas that you don't need to open for the time being. There are not many family members now. The unsealed courtyard in the east city is enough for you to live in."

"····"

"There is also a treasure house built in..."

With that said, Cheng Bu fought for a token.

This token was refined when he built the treasure house.

Immediately, Cheng Buzheng handed the treasure house token to Cheng Qingyang.

After a while, he finished his explanation and then walked deeper into the city with Murong Wanwan.

Cheng Qingyang led a group of tribesmen towards the east of the city.

Passed along the way...

He saw rows of shops, covered with a thin nine-color light curtain.

Behind the shops on both sides, the courtyards are also covered by a nine-color light curtain.

Obviously.

This is the sealed area that grandfather mentioned.

When we arrived at the east area of ​​the city, as far as we could see, it was almost all sealed areas.

Immediately, a group of Cheng family monks dispersed, looking for the unsealed small courtyard group.

After a while...

A voice came.

"Uncle Clan, found it!"

"That courtyard is not sealed."

The words fell.

A young monk with an immature face appeared in front of Cheng Qingyang.

"Jinghua, slow down!"

"Not in a hurry."

Cheng Qingyang said with a smile.

A hint of excitement appeared in Cheng Jinghua's eyes, and she said:

"Uncle Clan, you don't know, in that unsealed small courtyard group, not only each small courtyard is integrated with a formation, but the spiritual energy in the quiet room is too rich!"

"In my entire life, I have never seen such a rich meditation room."

"How old are you?"

"For the rest of my life!"

"Okay, let's wait until the other tribesmen gather and see how rich the spiritual energy is in the quiet room that your kid talks about?"

Immediately.

Cheng Qingyang took out a stack of teleportation notes and moved the corners of his mouth a few times...

Then wave your hand!

Streams of light rushed in different directions.

After a while.

One after another figures gathered from all directions in the Dongcheng area.

Immediately afterwards.

Cheng Qingyang and others, led by Cheng Jinghua, walked towards the unsealed area.

the other side.

Cheng Buzheng and Murong Wanwan disappeared behind the teleportation hall and came to a small courtyard.

He took Murong Wanwan's slender hand, looked at the small courtyard in front of him, and introduced:

"Daughter-in-law, this will be our home from now on!"

Home?

Is this the real home of me and my husband?

Murong Wanwan looked at the small courtyard in front of her, feeling extremely happy.

But when she thought that Ping An was not here, her mood suddenly dropped a lot.

Immediately, Cheng Buzheng led him to the small courtyard, took out a token and handed it to his wife.

To this.

Murong Wanwan glanced at the token in front of her in confusion.

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng did not hide anything and immediately told his wife the secrets of this city.

That is, the nine-color formation surrounded by four high walls, with the innate spiritual trees and innate spiritual plants transplanted inside it...

He also told Murong Wanwan that this order was the token to enter the core elixir garden.

The reason why he didn't tell any of his juniors had nothing to do with trust?

And for the sake of keeping this secret.

What's more, letting these younger generations know may not be a good thing for them.

According to Cheng Buzheng's plan, only the clan leaders of his lineage could know this secret in the future.

As for the tribesmen who originally knew the [Ancient Dragon Blood Spirit Tree], they don’t need to care.

Cheng Buzheng didn't intend to let his lineage be used exclusively, and he would just share it with the two lines when the time comes.

As for the [Good Fortune Tianyun Vine], it had only sprouted before. Others didn't know the details at all, so there was no need to worry about being exposed.

He had only discovered the Innate Spiritual Tree not long ago, let alone that.

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