Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Baiyunmen, the forbidden area behind the mountain.

treasure room.

Cheng Buzheng carefully looked at each treasure, but there was always a feeling of a thorn in his back.

He knew that it must be the old scumbag Zhong, staring at him!

Although this feeling is uncomfortable, I also understand the strong meaning of warning!

But his complexion was the same, but he was constantly slandering in his heart.

Bah, scumbag!

Dare to act or not to act, let no one tell you!

Your silent warning, do you really think I'm easy to bully?

Make me anxious, I will make you famous in the endless sea.

Think about it again, the gap between the two.

All right!

You have big fists, and you are reasonable. Is it okay if I accept it?

Cheng Buzheng muttered to himself, but his eyes were still fixed on each treasure.

Hey, there is a soul crystal!

Not bad.

This piece of star iron is quite big, but unfortunately I already have it.

Heavenly Soul Iron, there is actually a piece of Heavenly Soul Iron.

As long as the broken pagoda is tempered, the Qi Lingzhu will be there, and with this piece of Heavenly Soul Iron, the spiritual materials for refining the third-order puppets will be complete.

Unexpectedly, the old scumbag actually had such a precious spiritual material.

Fortunately, before showing a little bit of strength, he completed the task of the old scumbag.

Otherwise, you will lose the opportunity to choose treasures this time.

With the passage of time, one treasure after another was swept away by Cheng Buzheng, but his face became more and more ugly.

what happened?

Why is there no magic weapon?

In an instant, he suddenly realized, and thought of a certain possibility!

No wonder, the previous smile was so weird.

This old scumbag!

No wonder he was so generous before, let him choose at will, and put away the restriction very boldly.

It turned out that all the good things were put away by him.

No wonder, after looking around, I didn't see a magic weapon.

Sure enough, the routine of this old scumbag is deep.

Everything is his intention.

At this time, Patriarch Zhong, who had been paying attention to Cheng Buzheng, saw him sizing up, and immediately said:

"Boy, have you thought about it?"

Obviously, he has no intention of making fun of Cheng Buzheng at this moment, and wants to dismiss him as soon as possible.

heard the words.

Cheng Buzheng had already rehearsed his emotions, expressions, and tone of voice in his heart!

Immediately, he showed doubts on his face, and said in a low tone:

"Old Ancestor, why don't you have a magic weapon?"

"What the disciple wants to choose is the magic weapon!"

The words fell.

Cheng Buzheng looked at Patriarch Zhong eagerly, his eyes filled with grievance, as if he had been deceived by his heart.

See here.

Patriarch Zhong couldn't help but feel that his head was a bit big. If it was before, of course he wouldn't care about it, and he could get rid of it at will.

But the braid was seen by this kid, so it was not so easy to fool.

I can't, for this matter, directly kill the rising star of the sect!

Therefore, this matter must be handled properly.

Immediately.

Patriarch Zhong's complexion changed, revealing an expression that the sect is not easy, and he comforted him:

"This is the old man's treasure room, not the sect's treasure hall!"

"Before, those magic weapons were all the foundation of the sect, and they were all taken from the treasure hall. The magic weapons that I don't use are also placed in the treasure hall."

"That's the foundation of the sect. Here are just some of my collections. The foundation of the sect should not be touched lightly."

"Only a cultivator of the Zongmen can choose a magic weapon, and the grade of the magic weapon depends on luck."

"Otherwise, after thousands of years, no matter how many magic weapons there are, it won't be enough!"

"So, you have to understand the difficulty of the sect!"

Patriarch Zhong said with a pleasant face.

heard the words.

Cheng Buzheng couldn't help curling his lips in disdain.

This is clearly an excuse.

If he hadn't found that apron, this old scumbag would probably have a different face!

Regarding this, Cheng Buzheng was very firm in his heart.

The mouth of a scumbag, a deceitful ghost!

Even so.

But Cheng Buzheng still showed an appearance of being loyal to the sect, and said:

"The sect has difficulties, and the disciples cannot turn a blind eye."

"Let's forget about the magic weapon! Let's leave it to the new juniors!"

Having said that, a look of pain flashed across his face!

Afterwards, his eyes could not help but fall on the spiritual objects on the shelf, hesitatingly said:

"Old Ancestor, then..."

Cheng Buzheng knew in his heart that even if he had such a handle, it would be very difficult for him to get a high-grade magic weapon from Mr. Zhong's hands today, and it was even impossible for him to get a middle-grade magic weapon. The biggest possibility was only a low-grade magic weapon.

This can be seen from Zhong Laozu's amicable discussion with him.

Cheng Buzheng's pained appearance was in the eyes of Old Ancestor Zhong, and he knew in his heart that it was almost the same!

It's time to give a sweet date!

"In the final analysis, you are still at a disadvantage!"

"How about this!"

"In the old man's treasure room, you can choose two treasures at will!"

Patriarch Zhong said very grandly.

The spiritual objects in the treasure room are all idle spiritual objects.

He has no use for these spirits.

So, at the moment he is very forthright.

heard the words.

Cheng Buzheng showed gratitude and said:

"Thank you, Patriarch!"

Then, the conversation changed:

"Old Ancestor, let me choose a few more pieces!"

"Among these spiritual materials, there happens to be a disciple who refines the spiritual materials of the natal magic weapon. I hope the ancestor will make it happen."

The magic weapon of life is the treasure of Dao protection for monks, it can be said to be extremely important!

Therefore, it is also an excellent and irrefutable reason.

"three item!"

Patriarch Zhong said calmly without any hesitation.

Although he didn't know, was what Cheng Buzheng said true or false?

These spiritual objects are not useful to him, but each of them is a valuable spiritual object, and three are the limit he can accept.

What's more, he didn't really believe what this naughty little guy said.

Cheng Buzheng saw that old scumbag Zhong had no expression on his face, and his tone was extremely firm.

He also knew that this was almost the bottom line.

Accept as soon as you see it, Cheng Buzheng still has a lot of experience.

What's more, the old scumbag turned his face like a book, very fast, it is not suitable for entanglement.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng waved his hand.

The three-party jade box flew out of the shelf and fell straight into his palm.

With a flip of his palm, he put the jade box into the storage bag.

Then, with a respectful expression on his face, he bowed and cupped his fists and said:

"Thank you, Patriarch, for the treasure!"

Seeing the three treasures chosen by Cheng Buzheng, Patriarch Zhong did not guess wrong. How could this little guy want to refine the magic weapon of his life!

The spirit objects he chose were all the most expensive treasures in this treasure room.

Fortunately, he had the foresight before and only agreed to let him take three pieces.

Otherwise, if there are a few more, I am afraid that those precious spiritual objects will be caught by him.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that this naughty little guy was not so pleasing to the eye, and then he said angrily:

"get out!"

At this moment, he didn't want to see this unsightly little guy again for a minute.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng, who got a bargain, was also very witty, and quickly withdrew.

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