Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Chapter 210 Moving

In a dilapidated small village.

Cheng Buzheng looked at the depressed Jiang Fugui and said:

"Brother Jiang, let's go!"

"Junior Brother Cheng," Jiang Fugui said in a low voice:

"Have a drink with me!"

See here.

Cheng Buzheng agreed without hesitation, maybe listening at this time, drinking is what Brother Jiang needs most.

Everyone understands the truth, but they can't see it through!

immediately.

The two sat on the dusty ground and drank one cup after another.

Jiang Fugui babbled about the past.

Cheng Buzheng listened quietly, without saying a word.

After a long time.

A jar of spiritual wine was consumed by two people, and there was not a drop left!

Jiang Fugui, who seemed to have regained his vitality, suddenly stood up and said with a smile on his face:

"Junior Brother Cheng, thank you!"

Cheng Buzheng saw Jiang Fugui full of energy, as if he had returned to the past.

But he knew that it was just Jiang Fugui who kept his sadness and longing in his heart.

Or this is the man!

Women can cry wantonly, vent their emotions, and pour out all their grievances, but men can't do that!

Perhaps this is the nature of men!

Only the miraculous time can slowly dilute this longing and sadness, but that mark will never be erased!

immediately.

The two walked out of the dilapidated village one after the other.

At the entrance of the village, there is a narrow path between two hills.

When he came to the entrance and exit of the village, Jiang Fugui wanted to prevent anyone from disturbing Old Man Nan's resting place.

Immediately, move your hands!

I saw Jiang Fugui flicking his fingers twice, and two three-foot-long sword qi slashed towards the entrance and exit of the small village, and the mountainside on both sides.

"Boom..."

In the sheep intestine trail, the roar of rolling rocks echoed constantly.

The birds in the jungle between the mountains on the other side flapped their wings in panic and flew towards the distance.

The beast seemed to feel a great threat, and kept running towards the distance.

The rocks kept rolling down.

After a while, the rocks filled the entire trail.

From now on, there is no way to enter or leave this small village deep in the mountains.

See here.

The two turned into two auras and disappeared in this remote mountain village.

After returning to the sect.

Cheng Buzheng took Qingyun Pill, continued to practice in seclusion, and waited for the upcoming journey.

It is a pity for him that he still does not have spirit stones to buy the alchemy and some treasures, which makes his preparations not very sufficient.

But the remaining spiritual objects in his storage bag are of great use.

At this time, Cheng Buzheng was in a situation where there was nothing to sell, and the only two he could make a move were Dingyan Pill and Zhuji Pill, but he didn't dare to make a move, even if the opponent was the Treasure Pagoda, he still had no intention of making a move.

Indeed, the value of Dingyan Pill is too great, and the benefits are touching.

Even if he is a monk in the foundation period, and the other party is also a treasure tower with excellent reputation, he does not have any confidence.

Unless, one day he is promoted to the golden core stage, he will consider making a move!

And Foundation Establishment Pills are very rare, and he was reluctant to exchange these three pills for spirit stones casually.

It's easy to sell, but hard to buy!

this day.

Sitting cross-legged on the jade bed, Cheng Buzheng opened his black and white eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in them.

Immediately.

He turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the secret room.

Ten miles away from Baiyun Gate, in a small forest.

A monk with a stern face stood there, and a black and white spiritual light suddenly flashed.

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

See here.

Without a word, Cheng Buzheng put away the Baozixing No. 1 puppet, and then returned to the sect again.

Secret room.

Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the bed, and took out all the spirit stones from the storage bag.

A large pile of spiritual stones piled up on the ground. This is the No. 1 puppet in the shape of a treasure. It was harvested in four months. Since there were no sales of veteran puppets, it could only be sold to shops, and the harvest of spiritual stones was a little less.

To this.

Cheng Buzheng was also quite satisfied.

At this time, there was not much time left before departure, just in case, he was going to temporarily put away the puppet.

He saw more than 3,000 spirit stones on the ground, plus the more than 7,000 spirit stones he had obtained from selling elixir.

At this time, he had a total of more than ten thousand spirit stones, and he was a little eager to buy those six pills.

But thinking that these 10,000 spirit stones were not enough at all, he immediately dismissed the idea.

What's more, I don't know what the prices are on the side of the endless sea. For the follow-up plan, it is not appropriate to spend a lot at this time!

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng divided the more than ten thousand yuan into two empty storage bags, one storage bag was placed in the sleeve, and the other storage bag was tied to the calf.

The silver-white storage bag was placed in his arms, and the face door storage bag was hung on his waist, which contained daily items.

After everything has been dealt with.

Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the jade bed again and began to practice.

this day.

Cheng Buzheng, who was in the process of cultivation, bursts of white light shone in his arms.

Immediately, he sensed something, but he didn't stop practicing immediately, until the cycle of the cycle was completed.

Only then did Cheng Buzheng stop practicing, and the aura surrounding his body quickly dissipated.

He took out the jade talisman in his arms, injected a stream of mana, and a familiar voice came from the jade talisman:

"Hurry up and gather at Baiyun Peak!"

This is exactly the voice of the master.

Cheng Buzheng also knew that this was a call to gather for him to take the Escape Boat to the Endless Sea.

"It's been a hundred years since I've left! Everything that needs to be prepared is almost complete, and there are only a few regrets left. It's a pity that I didn't finish it before I left."

Cheng Buzheng stroked his chin and murmured to himself that he also had several incomplete plans in his mind.

The main lack of information about the endless sea, the third floor of the Buddhist scriptures tower, there is only a brief introduction, and he has no familiar foundation-building monks, otherwise his plan can be more comprehensive.

At this point, we can only take one step at a time.

"Not being able to return to the school in a hundred years is a problem. We can only see if there is a chance to come back with Duntianzhou in the future!"

After all, he is a sect, and the mission he sent to the Tiandao League is not to relax his mind.

Although it took a long time to perform the task, it was also an opportunity.

Of course, for Cheng Buzheng, this is not an opportunity, but a troublesome matter.

Because of the teleportation array, he can go to the endless sea at any time, it's just a bit of useless spirit stone!

But Cheng Buzheng didn't dare to veto the old ancestor's decision, he still knew the truth that his arms couldn't break his thighs.

If, at this time, it would be great if there are monks to trade places with him, then he can reluctantly agree!

It's a pity that the ancestor made the decision on the list this time, and the news has already spread.

It was precisely because of this that those monks with their backs on the mountain did not move at all, otherwise those wolves would not be willing to give up this opportunity.

Unlike the last trial in the secret realm, I didn't have the guts to participate in the trial, but the tricks were not bad at all.

Relying on their backing, those moth monks forcefully extorted the results obtained from the monks who participated in the trial, and traded the Foundation Establishment Pill.

Cheng Buzheng had heard about this matter after he left the customs. He knew about it afterwards, and some moths wanted to attack him. Fortunately, he had the foresight and a thorough plan, so he was not in trouble.

I heard that there was a moth monk with a strong background, who brought a monk of the foundation building period to a disciple of the Qi refining period, forcibly traded the foundation building pill, and succeeded in building the foundation.

And the monk in the qi training period was forced to trade a foundation establishment pill, and finally relied on a foundation establishment pill, and miraculously succeeded in foundation establishment.

This rare event was widely rumored in the sect.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng put aside complicated thoughts and started the journey of moving. After all, what will happen after a hundred years is still unknown.

The white marble floor that had been covered piece by piece was collected again, even the tables and chairs were not pulled down.

When I came to the secret room, I took a look at the painting and calligraphy.

Cheng Buzheng murmured:

"Xian, how difficult it is!"

"But I must appreciate the high scenery, even if I die!"

In the end, a trace of determination flashed across his face.

Then he reached out and took off the calligraphy and painting, and put it in the storage bag.

Not long.

The cave became empty again.