Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

the next day.

Xianmeng City.

Immortal Mansion Lingshan, in a certain C-grade cave mansion.

Sitting cross-legged on the Qingshen Lingyu bed, Cheng Buzheng swallowed a huge amount of spiritual energy into his body with every breath.

suddenly.

The aura that was so thick and substantive around him receded like a tide.

Cheng Buzheng opened his eyes, and a gleam of crystal light flashed in his eyes, which was fleeting!

Immediately.

He stood up straight away and walked out!

Not long.

Cheng Buzheng came to the Treasure Tower and dealt with all the spiritual objects that were to be dealt with earlier to the Treasure Tower.

Because he is the third-rank honor alchemist of the Treasure Tower, the price is only half of the market price.

This is also the price that ordinary monks cannot sell.

Therefore, Jumbo Pagoda hardly made any profit from this transaction.

Similarly, this is also a way for the Treasure Tower to win over valuable monks.

After dealing with the spiritual objects, Cheng Buzheng got out of the treasure tower, walked on the bustling street, and then walked directly to the cave!

Fairy City is very prosperous and lively!

Although most of the monks who come and go are in the Qi training period, there are also quite a few monks in the foundation building period, and occasionally I can see a few Jindan monks.

As for Nascent Soul monks, they are rarely seen.

At this moment, Cheng Buzheng was walking on the street. No matter the approaching Qi training stage monks or foundation establishment stage monks, they all looked respectful and dodged sideways, waiting for him to pass by before continuing on their way.

Although many monks looked respectful, they were envious of this in their hearts.

As for, when meeting Golden Core cultivators, there was a tacit understanding between them, and their footsteps changed slightly, and each of them passed by.

To this.

Although Cheng Buzheng felt somewhat refreshed, he no longer had the feeling of walking on the street when he was just promoted to the Golden Core stage.

Now, he is almost used to it, and has a superior position in the world of cultivating immortals.

Along the way!

When he reached a remote corner, Cheng Buzheng went directly into that alley.

A thought!

There was a bit of dark yellow light in his pupils, sweeping towards the surroundings!

After confirming that there are no monks around!

Cheng Buzheng played a formula with both hands.

The aura dissipated!

At this time, Cheng Buzheng's appearance changed drastically, and even his breath and cultivation also changed, as if there were two people.

Why is it impossible to cast this treasure in an instant?

It is because in the sea of ​​consciousness space, all the Dao seals of the second-level treasures have been cleared by him!

Therefore, the use of treasure techniques also requires the cooperation of seal formulas, even if they have been cultivated to perfection before.

Lean less.

From the other end of this alley, a burly middle-aged monk wearing a bamboo hat walked out, surrounded by coercion, it was obvious that this person was a Foundation Establishment period monk.

Immediately, Cheng Buzheng walked directly to the stall area.

Although the street stall area in Xianmeng City is mixed with fish and dragons, no one can do anything in Xianmeng City, but outside the island, Xianmeng can't control it.

Therefore, in order to avoid people prying into her true face, she must change her face, breath, and cultivation!

The best way is to use a second-order soul puppet. If it is in a small fairy city or a medium fairy city, it doesn't matter if you use it, but in the fairy alliance city, it is best not to move it.

Although in the stall area, there are still most monks in the Qi training period and foundation building period, but there are also many Jindan monks!

Almost, there are dozens of them every day. If any Jindan cultivator has cultivated a small magical power of the pupil technique, it is really normal to see through the second-level soul puppets.

As for Yuanying Zhenjun, let alone, he will be able to see through it at a glance!

Although not every day, I can see one, or even several, every one or two months!

Moreover, according to rumors in the market, some monks once saw Venerable Huashen in the street stall area.

Although there are such rumors, Cheng Buzheng has never seen it so far.

Even if there are experts in the game world, they may all be hidden.

Who knows, which corner is hiding?

Therefore, it is indeed very dangerous for puppets to move around in the center of Xianmeng rule, the city of Xianmeng.

The less trouble, the better!

Therefore, Cheng Buzheng used his body to move out. Anyway, there would be no monks to do it, but for the sake of safety, the necessary disguise is still needed.

Not long!

Cheng Buzheng walked into the stall area.

He obviously found out that there are more people in the stall area than on the street, and it is more lively!

Cheng Buzheng walked forward unhurriedly, a dark yellow light appeared in the pupils of his eyes, and he looked at the stalls around him.

Because he was wearing a bamboo hat to protect himself from prying eyes, no monk noticed the strangeness in his pupils.

As time goes by!

Cheng Buzheng walked through the stalls, some selling talismans, some selling treasures and magical instruments...

Most of them are mishmash stalls. There are all kinds of spiritual things on the stalls, but the quality is not high.

Cheng Buzheng walked forward while looking at the stalls on both sides.

I walked for a long time until I reached the seventh path.

Cheng Buzheng's footsteps stopped involuntarily, and he saw the sound of bargaining not far in front of him.

He glanced around from the corner of his eye, and saw a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment and a young stall owner, negotiating fiercely.

This kind of thing is common in the street stall area, and has not attracted the attention of many monks.

The reason why he stopped was the seemingly ordinary mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Fellow!"

The young stall owner glanced at the other party and said firmly:

"The price of this high-grade treasure really cannot be lowered!"

"What's more, this treasure also has rare imprisoned treasures!"

The middle-aged monk with an ordinary face, seeing the firm look on the stall owner's face, knew that the price was almost worn out!

He was still a little unwilling, after all, the price was still 10% higher than the market price.

Immediately, he thought for a while, and said:

"How about this!"

"I can agree to this price, but I have one condition!"

The young stall owner frowned and said:

"Tell me?"

"The second spiritual object must be sold at a price lower than 10% of the market price, how about it?"

heard the words.

The youth booth immediately knew what the other party was planning.

Immediately, he pointed to a corner of the booth and said:

"Okay, but you can only choose these."

The mid-stage foundation-building cultivator with an ordinary face looked around and saw that in the direction where the stall owner stretched out his fingers, there were some low-level spiritual objects. Spirits like that.

As for, there is no second-order spiritual object.

Obviously, the naughty young monk knew what the other party wanted to do, and after all, he had to give the other party a sweet treat appropriately.

as expected.

The middle-aged monk with an ordinary face turned dark, but he still agreed.

After all, it is a little bit to get back a little spirit stone.

Immediately, the middle-aged monk with an ordinary face picked up a bottle of elixir and asked the price.

The young stall owner casually stated a price.

He seemed dissatisfied with the other party's quotation, the customer put it down again and picked up another spiritual item.

Back and forth, many times later.

The ordinary middle-aged monk pointed to a small dusty tower, but the base of the tower was half damaged, and asked the price.

The young stall owner glanced at it, and sighed secretly after not selling the waste weapon for a long time.

Because of the spiritual objects on the booth, he almost knew the price, but he couldn't estimate this waste weapon.

He thought it was a treasure before, but after asking a second-level craftsman and learning that the material of this treasure is only a second-level spiritual material, and it is also an ordinary spiritual material, his unrealistic thoughts disappeared.

Because it is the second-level spiritual material refining, an experienced second-level refiner is needed to separate the spiritual material.

Not only was it time-consuming, but also he couldn't earn spirit stones. Originally, he planned to sell them to that second-tier refiner, but unfortunately, the second-tier refiner he was looking for obviously didn't have the ability to separate spirit materials.

So this small pagoda has been smashed in his hands and has not been sold.

If you sell it cheap, you will suffer, and if you sell it expensive, no one wants it.

So much so that no one has paid for it, and now it is 10% lower than the market price, and it can indeed be sold.

immediately.

The young stall owner quoted a price that was 10% lower than the market price.

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