Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

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In the sky above Baiyunmen, among the thousands of small paths made up of squares, all the monks received more and more rewards.

Cheng Buzheng's hidden treasures, a large part of them, are behind.

This also made all the monks in the path in the second half of the stage all smile.

However, the closest monk to the treasure at the end point was only a dozen squares away.

Secondly, there are only a group of monks who are only twenty blocks away from the finish line.

At this moment, many monks in the Baiyunfeng Square turned their attention to it.

After all, it's about their interests.

Once the disciples under his seat get the three Yuanyang pills, they will undoubtedly offer them up.

If the disciples under the sect do not live up to expectations, then it is almost impossible to obtain Yuanyang Pill.

At this time, the corners of the mouths of the several Jindan senior brothers in the sect moved slightly, and they began to discuss!

Carve up the forefront, a group of sect monks without background.

Immediately, sound transmissions were sent to the group of monks at the front.

I saw that those monks who were breaking through the barrier had a flash of joy in their eyes, obviously they got an irresistible temptation.

Even so, none of the monks stopped.

After all, if you want to win Cheng Ruo of Jindan Daoist, you need to win the final reward.

Otherwise, it would be nothing but joy!

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Those Golden Core monks who came to congratulate them saw that their disciples had either been eliminated or were at a late stage in the grid path, without the slightest hope of being rewarded, and immediately discussed with the familiar Golden Core monks.

And those monks from other sects who were in the first batch also received sound transmission from the Jindan monk who led the team, inheriting all kinds of benefits to the disciples who were breaking through.

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Cheng Buzheng didn't care, it was just expected.

Therefore, if you don't accept disciples, you must shed a lot of blood, and there is no way to do it.

Although in the eyes of others, Cheng Buzheng suffered a great loss, but to Cheng Buzheng, it was just that.

After all, the most precious Yuanyang Pill is just what is left after completing the mission of the Treasure Tower.

Not to mention, those instruments, treasures, and talismans are not worth mentioning at all.

Even so.

But Cheng Buzheng doesn't want to take advantage of others easily.

That's why such a game was created. After all, this game has already taken good care of Zongmen.

Also take this opportunity to give some benefits to many juniors.

at the same time.

It can be regarded as a little benefit for the brothers in the sect.

After all, in the sect, the seniors have already occupied a large number advantage, so it is not good to be biased.

Just as Cheng Buzheng was thinking about how to successfully complete this Jindan Banquet.

The first place this time is about to be produced!

I saw a young man with a handsome face who was out of six o'clock several times in a row.

With joy in his eyes, he hurriedly rushed to the last square, fearing that he would be one step too late and be snatched away by other monks.

After all, it is not far from the end point, no less than several monks.

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Cheng Buzheng also recognized the origin of this person, it wasn't the monks from the Baiyunmen who had the upper hand, nor the monks from the various immortal sects who came to congratulate him, but the monks from the family with the fewest number and the weakest power.

A total of three foundation-building monks came to this fairy clan, and they never expected to be the ones who had the last laugh.

It can be seen that in the world of cultivating immortals, sometimes the number of people may not necessarily get a chance.

On the other side, many monks present saw this scene.

They all gathered towards the ancestor of the immortal clan, not only the Golden Core cultivators from the various immortal sects, but also several Golden Core cultivators from the Baiyun Sect surrounded him.

It seems to be congratulating, but in fact it has other plans.

at the same time.

In the sky above Baiyunmen, the handsome young monk stepped forward and arrived at the last square.

Just stepped into this square.

A huge subtitle appeared above the White Cloud Gate.

"Congratulations on the great opportunity you got, you got three elixir, and you ascended to the spirit world!"

"Xianyuan game is over!"

At the same time, three Yuanyang pills flashed and floated in front of him.

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Cheng Buzheng smiled and waved his hand!

A series of figures were photographed by him.

Almost at the same time, the spiritual stairway that seemed to be real, and the thousands of grid paths suspended above the White Cloud Gate, shattered.

The monks who came to celebrate returned to the square, and the monks in the qi training period in the sect happily returned to the cave to check the harvest.

For a while, the sect became lively again.

On the Baiyunfeng Square, the foundation cultivator who had obtained the three Yuanyang pills came to his ancestor and respectfully offered the three Yuanyang pills.

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The short patriarch, smiling, accepted the filial piety of the clansmen.

Immediately, he took a look at many Jindan cultivators from various sects.

There are so many immortal families, and with the size of his family, it is impossible to fight against any of them.

Therefore, I dare not offend.

He is the one with the highest cultivation in the family, and he doesn't have any capital to compete with Da Zong who owns Yuanying Zhenjun.

After all, these immortal clans all survive in the cracks between the various sects.

Therefore, any sect can swallow the three Yuanyang pills alone, but they, the cultivating families, can't.

The old man who has matured into a mature man, in a blink of an eye, he thought of a way.

"Fellow daoists, I will keep one of these three Yuanyang pills, and I will give the remaining two pills to fellow daoists at a fair price, but how about you negotiate with each other?"

The words fell.

The Golden Core cultivators of the various sects nodded, and they agreed to keep one of the three pills.

Immediately, they discussed with each other via sound transmission.

After some compromise and discussion, the remaining two Yuanyang Pills fell into the hands of two Golden Core cultivators.

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Cheng Buzheng sighed secretly:

"As expected of the patriarch of the clan, he has not been dazzled by interests."

"Otherwise, it won't take long for this clan to be suppressed, or even exterminated."

If only one grain is kept, not only will there be no such disadvantages, but it will form a good relationship with the monks who got the Yuanyang Dan, and will not be calculated by those monks who have obtained the Yuanyang Pill.

This move can be described as killing birds with one stone.

It can be seen that it is not that simple for every monk who has cultivated to the golden core state.

At this time.

Fuyouzi, who didn't get Yuanyang Pill, turned his eyes and looked at Cheng Buzhengdao;

"Cheng Daoyou, I don't know if you have the remaining Yuanyang Pill in your hand!"

Those Jindan cultivators who wanted to ask for a long time all opened their mouths and said:

"Cheng Daoyou, how about buying it at a price that is 30% higher than the market price?"

"Yes! Buy it at a price that is 50% higher than the market price?"

"..."

Even the brothers from the same sect looked over at this moment, and the anticipation in their eyes was clearly visible.

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Cheng Buzheng cursed inwardly:

"You are all thinking about farting, wanting to use spirit stones to buy spirit pills, and your dreams are not as beautiful as you think!"

Although Cheng Buzheng cursed inwardly, he still had a smile on his face and said hypocritically:

"I just broke through not long ago, and I got a bottle of Yuanyang Pill by chance. Before the breakthrough, I used it to pile up the foundation. I used seven pills for three years of cultivation."

"If it wasn't for not finding a suitable disciple, I would be reluctant to take out these three Yuanyang pills."

At the end of the speech, Cheng Buzheng showed a wry smile.

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