Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Cheng Buzheng pushed open the wooden door, and there was only a wooden bed in the wooden house, not much different from the residence in the sect.

This is also a monk, and he has never had much desire for foreign things.

It's not that monks have no desires. On the contrary, they all have endless desires, such as pills for advanced cultivation, powerful treasures, and long lifespans.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Cheng Buzheng held a piece of jade slip in his hand, and examined it carefully!

After a cup of tea.

He just put away the jade slip. It was recorded in the jade slip that the prohibition regulations of the Lingshi mine vein basically means that the interests of the sect must not be damaged. The spirit stone share must be paid in full, otherwise the reward will be halved and so on.

But as long as you don't bring out the spirit stone blatantly, there is no problem.

As for not mining spirit stones in the spirit stone mine, but using spirit stones exclusively for cultivation, then you are thinking too much.

The amount of spiritual stones paid each month is insufficient, and monks will come to check immediately, and guards will patrol the mine.

Cultivation requires calmness and enough time to meditate, refine and absorb the aura in the spirit stone.

These problems are not a problem for him at all. The earth escape technique he has practiced has been cultivated to perfection. The rock is as smooth as mud.

At the same time, it is clearly recorded in the Jade Slip that some daily-used pills can be carried, such as Bigu Pill and Shengji Pill. However, pills that are refined and cultivated are not allowed to be carried.

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng was finally completely relieved, after all, his greatest wealth was the three bottles of Bigu Pill.

In a rather happy mood, he took out a mining pick, which was a magic weapon and the first magic weapon he got. Although he had to return it in the end, it didn't prevent him from satisfying his novelty at this time.

This mining pick is a special instrument, black in color, made of black crystal iron as the main body, and mixed with many auxiliary materials.

Although the mine pick is not of high grade, it is a low-grade special magic weapon. The special thing about this magic weapon is that it is hard enough and will not be easily damaged, although it is special and a bit rubbish.

As for the backpack, he is not interested in looking at it. This backpack is just an ordinary backpack, but it is a little tougher, and it is made of spirit bamboo.

After understanding the prohibition regulations in the Lingshi mine, he didn't wait a few days before going to the mine, and planned to go to the mine early tomorrow morning.

After thinking about this, Cheng Buzheng started the last night of practice before mining.

As he began to operate the Scarlet Fire Art, and worked along the circle, wisps of spiritual energy could be seen with the naked eye, gathering little by little around him.

Along with it, every week it runs completely, a large amount of spiritual energy is inhaled into his body.

It goes round and round, running along the sky over and over again.

the next day.

When the Golden Crow rises, the Jade Rabbit retreats.

A ray of sunlight shines on Cheng Buzheng's face through the window, his eyelashes move slightly, and his black and white eyes suddenly open.

He pushed open the door, turned his head to look at his wooden house, and then walked towards the storage cabinet along an illustration in the jade slip.

In a quarter of an hour.

Cheng Buzheng came to an attic, and saw three large characters 'Storage Pavilion' engraved on the plaque above the gate, and then he walked into the hall without hesitation.

The hall can accommodate dozens of monks without being crowded, and there is a huge cabinet on each of the three walls.

Each cabinet is evenly divided into countless small grids, and the three walls seem to be composed of countless small grids.

At this time, only a few small grids were open, and the inside was empty.

And most of the small grids are blocked by a layer of aura, making it impossible to see the items inside.

In the entire hall, except for the densely packed small grids, only the east side seemed a little empty, and there was nothing on that side except a counter.

And inside the counter, there was a round-faced senior brother wearing a gray robe of a sect, half lying on the rocking chair at this moment, swaying quite carefree, but the spiritual pressure emanating from him, Cheng Buzheng knew that this Brother, I am afraid that he has cultivated to the peak of Qi training.

Because, there is no spiritual pressure in the late stage of qi training that is as terrifying as him. From this, it can be seen that the sect attaches great importance to this place.

Cheng Buzheng took two steps forward, stood in front of the counter, and shouted softly:

"Brother."

heard the words.

The round-faced brother lying on the rocking chair opened his eyes, glanced at his clothes, and said calmly, "So it's my brother! What's the matter?"

He clasped his fists;

"Brother, I'm about to go to the mine, where is the storage bag?"

"No wonder, I haven't seen you before, you guessed the Lingshi Mine!"

Cheng Buzheng was quite surprised and said:

"Brother...how did you know?"

The round-faced brother smiled slightly and said:

"Because all the secret rings are issued by me!"

As he spoke, he took out a secret ring from the counter and handed it to him.

Cheng Buzheng took the so-called dense ring and looked it over carefully. This dense ring is composed of eight small and one large, a total of nine pieces of spiritual jade, which are connected in series by monster tendons.

The largest spirit jade is engraved with complex patterns, which look quite like spirit patterns, with '1520' engraved in the middle.

"Brother, this is?"

The round-faced brother pointed to the densely packed small grid.

"Find the corresponding small grid on the secret ring, put the storage bag in it, and then inject mana into the secret ring, and then it can be closed. Except that the secret ring can be opened, otherwise the only way is to forcibly destroy it."

"Thank you, brother, for clarifying the confusion!"

"You don't need to do this, you go! I'll squint for a while." Then he closed his eyes, lay on the rocking chair, and swayed leisurely.

After retiring with my senior brother, I found the small grid corresponding to '1520' on the Lingyu.

Not long.

Cheng Buzheng found the small grid of '1520'. He reached out to wipe the storage bag at his waist, and three porcelain bottles appeared in his hand. He poured all the bigu pills into a long-necked porcelain bottle, and kept it close to his body.

Then he took out the pannier, carried it on his back, held the mining pick in his right hand, and put the storage bag at his waist into the small grid of '1520'.

Then he injected a bit of mana into the dense ring, and saw the dense ring emit a faint light, shooting out a ray of spiritual light from the complex pattern formed by the suspected spirit pattern, wrapping around the small grid of '1520'.

suddenly.

On the small grid of '1520', a layer of aura appeared, blocking his sight, and he could no longer see the items inside. It was exactly the same as the other small grids with a layer of aura.

After Cheng Buzheng saw that there was no problem, he put the tight ring on his wrist.

He subconsciously looked at it, which reminded him of the bathing hand in his previous life.

I sighed faintly in my heart.

Then, after suppressing the thoughts in his heart, he didn't delay any longer, and walked directly along the illustrations in the jade slips towards the entrance of the Lingkuang mine.

Walking on the road, Cheng Buzheng saw a few monks from time to time, and hurried to the entrance of the mine.