Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Valley of Trials, southeast.

at this time.

Many people from the same sect who knew each other gathered together in twos and threes. Of course, there were not a few monks who were alone.

Among them, most of the monks looked worried at the moment, as if they were afraid of their own future, including those precious disciples under the uncle's seat in the Foundation Establishment Period.

Of course, there are also monks who are calm and relaxed, lying leisurely on the grass, as if they are on vacation.

There is also Fairy Leng, who is like an ice sculpture, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with no expression on her face, as if all the disciples around her owe her spirit stones.

Not long.

A fat man full of blessings came over. At this moment, Jiang Fugui no longer had the usual laughing and joking expression, but walked over with a worried look.

"Junior Brother Cheng."

Jiang Fugui greeted in a low voice, came to Cheng Buzheng, and sat on the grass.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng didn't ask him why he came to participate in the trial.

There are only two points. First, his cousin has run out of Jidan, and there is no extra Jidan.

The second reason is that it is very difficult to get a Foundation Establishment Pill even for a Foundation Establishment Stage monk.

What's more, after this trial, the secret realm will not be opened again until 60 years later, and the number of Foundation Establishment Pills in the sect is also very scarce.

After all, Foundation Establishment Pill is a strategic resource, especially in this difficult time, every Foundation Establishment Pill in the sect needs to be carefully calculated.

At the same time, Cheng Buzheng didn't comfort him. After all, he had to participate in the trial, so what qualifications did he have to comfort others.

immediately.

Cheng Buzheng didn't say a word, and sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and waited quietly.

the next day.

In the early morning, under the arrangement of several uncles, many disciples lined up neatly, waiting for the arrival of other immortal sects.

After a full two hours, there was still no one in sight.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng frowned, and after looking around, he saw that many disciples looked a little ugly, but none of the monks spoke, which is true for many disciples in the city.

What's more, there are also uncles beside him, even among the five uncles in the Foundation Establishment period, one of the uncles doesn't look very good.

suddenly.

In the neat team, there was a slight commotion, and many monks looked into the distance one after another.

Regarding this, Cheng Buzheng subconsciously followed everyone's gaze and looked into the distance.

I saw a black spot approaching quickly in the distance, and when Cheng Buzheng could see it clearly, he couldn't help but gasped.

After the black spot was magnified, it revealed a huge palace, which was extraordinarily luxurious and solemn, like a fairy palace in the sky, exuding a hazy aura.

And many disciples couldn't help but chatted one after another.

See here.

"quiet!"

A black-robed foundation-building uncle couldn't help but say:

"This is the Feixian Palace of Bei Cangmen, don't make a fuss, it will lose face of our Baiyunmen!"

At the end of speaking, the uncle couldn't help but snorted coldly.

But the effect was surprisingly good, and there was no talk anymore.

but.

Cheng Buzheng saw some monks, their lips moved slightly, as if they were using sound transmission.

It can be seen that this scene has a relatively large impact on the monks of Baiyunmen.

Not long.

The fairy palace with celestial aura floats above the Valley of Trials.

immediately.

A well-dressed man who looked like a middle-aged man came out of the Immortal Palace and was suspended in mid-air.

Then, a few foundation-building stage monks walked out of the Immortal Palace. Under the leadership of these people, many disciples came out in a file and flew to the northeast of the Valley of Trials.

See here.

The middle-aged man dressed up as a burly man stretched out his hand to grasp it. The huge Feixian Temple in front of him quickly became smaller. When it was in his hand, it was only the size of a palm, and it was immediately put into the golden storage bag.

Immediately.

The middle-aged man turned into a ray of light and flew towards Patriarch Huang, who was sitting cross-legged on the mountainside with his eyes closed and meditating.

at the same time.

Patriarch Huang's eyes, which had been closed all the time, suddenly opened, and he looked at the middle-aged man flying towards him with a smile on his face.

Lean less.

The middle-aged man stood empty in the air, clasped his fists at Patriarch Huang and said:

"This time Baiyunmen is fellow Huang Daoist again, you lead the team!"

"Poverty Floater, be polite!"

heard the words.

Patriarch Huang smiled slightly, bowed his head, and said:

"The old man didn't attend the golden elixir celebration banquet last time, fellow daoist, I hope fellow daoist will not be offended!"

"Some small things are not worth mentioning!"

Float shook his head and said:

"Now it's time for the last trial before the secret realm is closed!"

"Last time, in the trial before the closure of the secret realm, my disciples of the immortal sect were attacked by the disciples of the demon sect, and the major immortal sects also suffered heavy losses!"

"Now, this time, we can prepare in advance!"

"We are all the three great immortal sects of the Jin Kingdom, so we should work together to fight against the demonic sect!"

heard the words.

Patriarch Huang nodded slightly, and replied:

"That's right, that's a good statement, you and I belong to the Immortal Dao Alliance, as it should be!"

"However, you also know that we have no control over what those juniors do once they enter the secret territory!"

"Friend Daoist, there is a good strategy."

Finally, Master Huang looked at Fuyouzi, as if hoping that he would come up with a plan.

"How about a big reward?"

Floater smiled and said:

"Poverty, I believe that those juniors will bravely kill the devil and cut down the vitality of the devil."

"Based on the last confiscated magic gate token, the more the number, the greater the reward."

"Friend Daoist, what do you think?"

"Can!"

Master Huang replied with a smile, he absolutely did not believe that Fuyouzi came here for such a trivial matter, and there should be other purposes.

as expected.

"Great goodness!"

Fuyouzi showed a smile, and then continued:

"There are a total of eleven immortal sects who came to participate in the trial. The major immortal sects will give out some prizes to reward the immortal sect that kills the most disciples of the demon sect. How about it?"

After finishing speaking, Fuyouzi looked indifferently, and looked at Patriarch Huang calmly.

heard the words.

Patriarch Huang frowned, and said slowly:

"Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid it needs the consent of other fairy sects to count!"

At the same time, Patriarch Huang guessed in his heart, what hole card does Bei Cang Sect have to ensure that the disciples under the sect can achieve excellent results, but Patriarch Huang had to agree to such an approach because of face.

After all, they are all immortal sects under the Immortal Dao Alliance, and it is their duty to kill the opposing disciples of the demon sect, at least on the surface.

Although, many times it is just a show, but the surface work still needs to be done.

After hearing this, Fuyouzi laughed and said:

"Fellow Daoist, since you have said so, I will take it as your consent!"

"Later, Pindao will wait for the leaders of the various immortal sects to come and discuss the details."

"Poverty, let me take my leave!"

As soon as the words fell, the floater turned into a flash of light and flew to the northeast of the trial canyon.

Sitting cross-legged on the mountainside, Patriarch Huang looked at Fuyouzi's back and murmured in his heart:

"As expected of a hypocrite from Bei Cang Sect, Fuyouzi!"

Immediately, Patriarch Huang closed his eyes and sat up in meditation with peace of mind, thinking that it was just some second-order spirits.

To this.

He didn't take it to heart.