Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Valley of Trials, southeast corner.

Inside the radiant mask.

After Master Huang came back, he didn't leave immediately, looking into the distance, his heart ached.

But his face was indifferent, and there was nothing unusual about it.

None of the many monks dared to urge them at this moment.

Although everyone has a little guess about this, but the result is not sure whether it is good or bad.

At this moment, he pretended to urge, if everyone is happy in the result, his master and uncle might not care, but if the result is unsatisfactory, he might suffer a lot.

After a quarter of an hour.

After Patriarch Huang regained his composure, he turned his gaze to Fairy Leng. He still knew something about this disciple.

Originally, he didn't want to worry about these trivial matters, but considering the interests involved and the prestige in the hearts of his disciples... he made a decision in his heart.

After pondering for a while.

Patriarch Huang looked solemnly, looked at Fairy Leng and said;

"Shangguan Qingyu, you have killed the most demons this time and added to the brilliance of our sect's immortality. It can be said that you have made a lot of contributions."

"You are willing to become the registered disciple of this old man."

"After you build the foundation, I will officially recruit you as a beginner disciple. I don't know what you want?"

heard the words.

Fairy Leng frowned, her jade lips moved slightly, and said:

"Then Uncle Ma Shi, where is it?"

Grand Master Huang said with a smile on his face;

"Don't worry, I'll take care of these small things for the teacher, don't worry!"

As for the many monks of Baiyunmen, after hearing this, although they were envious in their hearts and wished to replace it with their own bodies, they all knew that they could not be compared with Fairy Leng at all.

After all, Fairy Leng is not only a core disciple in the sect, but also possesses the aptitude of ice spirit root. She is the 'Golden Core Seed' in the sect, which cannot be compared by ordinary disciples.

To this.

Cheng Buzheng secretly suspected that Uncle Huang had other plans. First of all, after Uncle Huang came back, he did not go back immediately, but meditated there for a while, although his face was calm.

But he knew that things were definitely not going well.

First, Master Huang's uncle must know what happened to Fairy Leng. From what he said just now, it can be confirmed that another master's uncle has been involved.

Second, Master Huang's uncle did not mention at all the two foundation building pills that he had inherited from Ruo before.

Third, there must be a relationship of interest in making Master Huang's uncle and another master uncle fight against each other.

It must not be for the sake of Fairy Leng's excellent aptitude, otherwise she would not have been accepted before, but now she will be accepted.

At the same time, it's not for the sake of Chengruo before, otherwise why didn't he mention Zhu Jidan.

In short, it must be related to the harvest of this trial.

Or, Master Huang's uncle had this idea.

In Baiyunmen, the master can receive any rewards on behalf of the disciples.

Besides, with Fairy Leng's aptitude, one or two Foundation Establishment Pills is enough.

Moreover, Grand Master Huang blocked Fairy Leng's troubles, Fairy Leng should know how to repay her.

As for the tortuous process, it is not enough for outsiders to understand.

Cheng Buzheng speculated with the greatest malice, and in a blink of an eye, countless thoughts turned.

less Yan.

"Disciple, I have met Master!"

Fairy Leng made a respectful salute as a teacher, but her icy temperament did not change at all.

It seems that that cold temperament is innate, it is a temperament engraved in the bones, and there is an essential difference from the appearance of forced.

"good!"

Patriarch Huang looked relieved, and then he stretched out his hand, and an invisible force lifted Fairy Leng up, and then said solemnly:

"From today onwards, you are the disciple of this seat!"

"You don't need to care about other things, this seat will support you behind."

"Thank you, Master!"

Fairy Leng showed a touch of emotion on her face, and then it disappeared in a flash.

heard the words.

Cheng Buzheng can't deny this, the current words are just driven by interests!

As for how much sincerity there is, I am afraid it is unknown.

Uncle Huang looked at the sky and said;

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back!"

immediately.

Many monks once again stepped on the back of Patriarch Huang's mysterious ink dragon, and three days later, they returned to Baiyunmen.

Back in the sect, Huang Zushi flew directly to Baiyun Peak with several uncles.

And many disciples in the Qi training period separated and returned to their own residences, waiting for three months to receive the spirit stone and foundation building pill.

These three months are the time to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill, and the sect does not have so many Foundation Establishment Pill reserves.

Back in the wooden house, Cheng Buzheng stayed for a while, then flew towards the sect's entrance again.

Baiyunmen, one mile away.

In the grove, a green lotus appeared in Cheng Buzheng's eyes, and then he looked around.

Lean less.

With a thought.

A black and white spiritual light enveloped him and disappeared in an instant.

ten days later.

A black and white aura flashed in a canyon.

The black and white aura dissipated, and Cheng Buzheng's figure appeared.

Cheng Buzheng stood in front of a stone wall, then glanced around, and found that the surrounding gravel had not been crushed, and the position of the gravel had not changed in any way.

Seeing this, he was slightly relieved.

Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand, and the stone wall in front of him was removed, and then he walked directly inside.

Not long.

Cheng Buzheng came to the secret room, wiped the storage bag on his waist, and a few spirit stones fell into the teleportation array.

Immediately, the teleportation array was activated directly.

White light flashed.

Cheng Buzheng's figure disappeared in the secret room.

In the secret realm, in the teleportation room, a white light flashed.

Without delay, Cheng Buzheng made a formula with both hands, closed the small four-element formation, and put away all the items.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng rushed to Baiyun Gate day and night.

On the way back, he saw again:

Once upon a time, that young man married an old woman in her sixtieth year for love.

At this time, the old woman had disappeared!

And the handsome young man has now turned into a greasy uncle, with a big belly, holding a beautiful girl in his arms, and sitting in a loft car.

Like a winner in life.

Sure enough, love is so simple and pure!

Also saw:

That filial son, now his son, wants to give his father a quiet and quiet place to retire.

At this time, in a mountain depression, I was working hard to build a place for my father to cultivate himself.

Sure enough, the father's kindness and son's filial piety have been passed down from generation to generation, and the fine tradition has been perfectly inherited by his son.

Moreover, better than his father, excellent!

Cheng Buzheng sighed faintly about the true love and beauty in the world!

With good wishes, he continued to rush towards the sect.

In less than ten days, he returned to the sect again.

After entering the sect, he walked directly to the ground fire room without stopping.

Then he greeted Old Man Nan with a joyful face.

At this time, Cheng Buzheng was in no mood to joke with the old man.

Without waiting for Old Man Nan's reaction, he hurriedly handed over to Old Man Nan, and then walked directly to the alchemy room.

Not long.

Cheng Buzheng came to an alchemy room, opened the stone door directly, and then ejected a mana from his fingertips, and the stone door closed again.

He looked at the very familiar alchemy room in front of him, exhaled lightly, went directly to the futon, and sat down cross-legged.

Although alchemy is already familiar to him, and he is not unfamiliar with it, but this alchemy is related to his path.

At this time, there are a series of emotions such as excitement, excitement, worry, etc. in my heart.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Cheng Buzheng calmed down for a long time before he completely returned to his usual state of alchemy and his heart like still water.

Then Cheng Buzheng opened his eyes with a calm look in his eyes, he tapped the storage bag, and a small alchemy furnace appeared in his palm.

immediately.

He raised his right hand, and the alchemy furnace rose against the wind, and it was placed on the three stone piers without any errors. Then he took out thirty-six jade boxes and arranged them in front of him.

I saw him playing a formula with both hands, and the ground fire turned into tiny fire pillars, warming the alchemy furnace.

In a quarter of an hour.

The temperature inside and outside the alchemy furnace reached a suitable stage, Cheng Buzheng did not hesitate, and started alchemy.

Each plant of elixir refines the essence of the elixir in sequence.

To Cheng Buzheng, these operations were nothing more than trivial matters, but he dared not be careless.

Immediately, according to the medicinal properties, two groups of essences, five groups of essences, seven groups of essences, etc., more or less several groups of elixir essences, are fused together, and if the medicinal properties conflict, add neutral elixir essences to reconcile, and then follow The medicinal properties are integrated one by one.

Once, there is a little inconsistency, the temperature is not enough, or the proportion is a little wrong, and the control of the spiritual consciousness and the rhythm of the hand formula are not consistent.

As long as one mistake is made, the whole batch of pills will be completely scrapped.

Fortunately, Cheng Buzheng's mastery of this recipe has reached the pinnacle level, without any accidents, and passed it safely.

At this time, there is only a large group of medicinal liquid essence in the alchemy furnace, and the spiritual consciousness cooperates with the hand formula to divide this group of medicinal liquid essence into ten groups. Each group of medicinal liquid essence needs to maintain the previous proportion structure.

As long as there is a little more or less, the proportion and the structure of the liquid medicine are slightly different.

This ball of liquid medicine is completely useless, and the refined one is also a useless pill.

It took a full month before the alchemy ended.

Cheng Buzheng looked at the ten round pills in the palm of his hand, each pill was the same size, about the size of a fingernail, exuding a faint halo, only one pill was dim in color, looking carefully, its pill body was all over the place. There are several tiny cracks.

This is exactly a waste pill, and this is also the result of Cheng Buzheng's first refining of the Foundation Establishment Pill, which was a little rusty in technique.

To this.

Without hesitation, Cheng Buzheng packed the pills and put away the alchemy furnace.

Immediately.

He stood up, the mana in his dantian surged, his whole body was shaken, and a scent of dantian came from him.

At the same time, a flame appeared on Cheng Buzheng's fingertips, and under the infusion of mana, the flames swelled wildly, and with a flick of his finger, the danxiang was burned into nothingness.

Afterwards, Cheng Buzheng looked around, thought for a while, and after confirming that there were no flaws, he went straight out of the alchemy room.