Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

At the moment when Cheng Buzheng secretly summed up.

suddenly.

"Ready to board the boat!"

A voice rang in his ear.

Although the voice was not loud, many monks in the square could hear it clearly.

When Cheng Buzheng heard this strange voice, he knew that it must be the master's trick.

Immediately.

The bottom of the Duntian boat is like a black curtain, and the countless textures are slightly shining at the same time, and then converge into beams of light.

I saw the pillars of light shrouded many fellow disciples in the square one after another.

at the same time.

Cheng Buzheng was also surrounded by a beam of light, and flew towards the dark bottom of the ship quickly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Cheng Buzheng felt as if he had crossed the water.

"As expected of a magic weapon, the power of the spirit ban is really extraordinary, it actually turns the essence into nothingness!"

Cheng Buzheng sighed inwardly.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng's eyes went dark, and he entered the Tianyun boat.

I saw him in a hall with a radius of 100 zhang. On the roof of the hall, there were more than 100 colorful glazed lamps with different shapes.

At this time, many glazed lamps were emitting a soft light.

On the surrounding walls, countless textures are faintly carved, and the textures are perfectly integrated with the walls.

Cheng Buzheng stepped forward to touch it, the wall was extremely smooth, there was no sense of unevenness, and there was no other change except for the slight coolness of the fingertips.

In the hall, there is a high platform in front of it, about ten feet in size, but there is no one on the platform.

look around!

At this moment, most of the fellow disciples looked indifferent, as if they were all too familiar with all this!

Also, a few monks looked calm, but looked around from time to time, curious about everything around them.

However, none of the monks ran to the high platform.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng also roughly understood that this high platform should be prepared for Master Jin Danqi.

Only in this way, many colleagues gathered around the high platform, but no one dared to go up the wide high platform.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng came to a corner, pricked up his ears, and listened to the conversations with his colleagues. Although there was no secret news, there were indeed a lot of gossip.

Not far from Cheng Buzheng, a monk in his fifties and two middle-aged monks were talking with each other.

"Hey... the incident of the Blood Refining Gate has finally come to an end!"

A middle-aged monk with a masculine face said.

Beside the middle-aged monk with a tough face, a thin monk nodded and said:

"yes!"

"I've already used up the elixir. In the past few years, most of them have been absorbing spiritual energy to maintain their cultivation. The progress is too slow!"

"is not that right?"

The man with a masculine face quite agrees:

"Especially in secular cities, the aura is extremely thin, and it is almost difficult to cultivate diligently."

"I wasted several years, but fortunately, I can finally go to the endless sea!"

Among the three, the oldest monk said slowly:

"Junior Brother Liu is right, but the place of inheritance of the Blood Refining Sect has not yet been found. I am afraid that after many years, such an incident will happen again!"

"Brother Sang, you are worrying too much!"

Junior Brother Wang, who was thin and thin, shook his head and said:

"Even if someone finds the place of inheritance of the Blood Refining Sect now, at least two hundred years, there will definitely be no trouble."

"That's true, it's a pity for those fellow disciples who suffered."

Brother Sang sighed quietly.

Junior Brother Wang immediately remembered something and asked:

"By the way, two senior brothers!"

"Among the juniors sent to the Heavenly Dao League, do you have any familiar and trusted juniors?"

Brother Liu with a tough face joked:

"Junior brother Wang, what treasures do you need to let the younger brother buy it for you!"

Junior Brother Wang showed helplessness and said:

"Brother, you are joking!"

"Isn't this what we want to go with the ship? Don't we have extra time to screen the pills?"

"Junior Brother, I heard that there is a new panacea in Zhenhai Island, the headquarters of the Loose Cultivation Alliance. It is said that it can increase mana and strengthen the treasure body at the same time. Have the two senior brothers heard of it?"

heard the words.

Brother Sang was slightly startled, and then said:

"Junior Brother Wang, are you talking about the 'Double Pole Pill'?"

"Brother, do you know this pill?"

"Um!"

Brother Sang slowly nodded and said:

"However, although this elixir can improve cultivation and refine the treasure body, it is much cheaper than similar elixirs, but its medicinal effects... don't worry about it!"

"After careful calculation, it's not worth it at all!"

"It is said that the main material of this elixir is a elixir refined from second-order desolate beasts. It is just a newly researched elixir formula, and the effect can be imagined. Perhaps it will be possible to completely perfect this elixir formula after generations of perfection. !"

"Old man, I once asked someone to buy a bottle of Bipolar Pill, and I was lucky enough to snap up a bottle. If my brother wants it, I can deal with it for you cheaply!"

"Brother, I told you in advance that the effect of this pill is really not good. Don't exchange it and say that the old man lied to you!"

"It's broken, the friendship between you and me."

See here.

"In that case, forget it!"

Junior Brother Wang shook his head, quickly refused, and never mentioned the matter of Shuangji Pill again.

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"Sky Sea City?"

"Bipolar Pill?"

Cheng Buzheng in the corner muttered in his heart. Immediately he took this matter to heart.

However, right now.

The four coercions flashed, and the monks present were slightly agitated.

Cheng Buzheng looked up and saw two monks appearing on the high platform.

He only knew one of the monks, and that was Uncle Huang who led them to the Trial Canyon.

He didn't know another bald monk.

From the terrifying spiritual pressure that emanated from there, Cheng Buzheng also knew that that monk must also be a Jindan real person and his uncle.

Immediately.

"Disciple, meet Master Uncle!"

A neat voice came out in the hall.

The bald-headed uncle saw that he was about forty years old, he took a step forward, looked around, and said slowly:

"alright!"

"Next, I will issue the access control to the practice room."

Then the bald master uncle paused for a moment and said:

"All monks who have been dispatched to perform missions in the Tiandao League, step forward!"

heard the words.

More than 20 fellow disciples took a step forward, and Cheng Buzheng also stepped forward hastily.

After the bald-headed uncle glanced around, he waved his wide sleeves, and streams of light shot towards everyone.

There was a red token floating in front of Cheng Buzheng. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that after the other fellows put away the tokens, he followed suit.

Immediately, Master Uncle Huang didn't say anything, just waved his hand, seventy or eighty streams of light flew towards the remaining monks.

As if to complete the task, after the two uncles issued the access control tokens, they turned into auras and disappeared, and they did not communicate with them, the disciples of the Foundation Establishment Period.

"Is this the Jindanqi real person? It's so cold!"

Cheng Buzheng muttered in his heart.

After the two uncles left, the hall became lively again!