Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

The setting sun, shedding the last ray of sunshine, shone in the canyon.

But at this time, the southeast direction in the canyon was still very lively.

The many miners didn't care that it was getting late at all, they still gathered around there with great interest, playing the beast roulette.

From time to time, under the call of three friends, miners in twos and threes came here.

There are joys and sorrows.

The one with a happy face is the winner in life, and the miner with an ugly face, cursing from time to time, is of course the miner who lost the spirit stone.

Maybe losing once may be a year's worth of hard work.

Cheng Buzheng watched quietly, with all kinds of life, without showing the slightest expression on his face, and sighed in his heart.

"Perhaps, this is a monk in the Qi training period. In real life, there are very few monks who can control their desires, and not every monk can do it.

Immortal cultivators and ordinary people have desires.

It's just that the strengths of the two are not at the same level, and the things they pursue are not the same.

One pursues the Dao of Longevity. I believe that no monk can give up this dream. Although it is far away, it is an indisputable fact!

Ordinary people, what they are looking for is a safe life, abundant food and clothing, and a full house of children and grandchildren! "

Cheng Buzheng saw Fatty Sang, the miner who was yelling to bet, his face was full of joy of harvest.

His eyes subconsciously fell on the spirit stone on the animal skin.

at this time.

Eight patterns, four gates, four times as many spirit beast pattern areas, and each spirit beast area has more than one hundred spirit stones.

As for the four gates, in the area with 20 times the number of divine beast patterns, there are only twelve spirit stones in the area with the most divine beasts, and only seven spiritual stones in the area with the least divine beasts.

Cheng Buzheng knew that in this round, there was still a high chance of twenty times as many divine beasts.

But he didn't place a bet. He knew that he must restrain his desires, not be controlled by desires, and be lost by desires.

What's more.

There must be some weirdness in this, it is equivalent to handing over one's spirit stone to others, and handing over one's own destiny to others, how similar.

It's just that the consequences are completely different.

One is at most being drained of spirit stones by others, while the other is leaving life and death to others.

Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng cleared his mind, his eyes became much clearer, and he quietly watched the final result of the beast roulette.

The result was beyond his expectation.

The orbs around the beast roulette have no flashes, which means that this wheel will not produce a beast, but only one of the four spirit beasts.

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng couldn't help sighing. "This is similar to fate being controlled by others. The result is beyond my control!"

Seeing this, he lacks interest and has no desire to continue watching!

Then, he turned around and left, passing by the fat sheep that was coming here.

The moment Cheng Buzheng turned around.

Fatty Sang's gaze fell on him involuntarily. He kept a high degree of attention to the departure of every monk. The memory of monks was beyond comparison with ordinary people.

Fatty Sang knows exactly how much each betting miner wins or loses. He wants to control the overall situation, so he must remember this information clearly.

Looking at Cheng Buzheng's back, Fatty Sang muttered to himself.

"This junior is a bit interesting, he hasn't lost his mind due to desire, and it's definitely not comparable to these casual cultivators who are controlled by desire!

····After winning 18 pieces of Lingshi, after watching for a long time...but no more bets, it's really interesting. "

Of course, Fatty Sang knew that those rogue cultivators saw a little way, which he showed on purpose, to lure them to place bets, and of course to harvest more spirit stones.

Although Fatty Sang was muttering to himself, his mouth and hands did not stop.

"Okay... it's time to bet!"

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Cheng Buzheng came to the entrance and exit of the formation, and handed the task order talisman and sect token to the guard brother with a cold face.

"Brother... this is my mission order talisman!"

The guard with a cold face, took the order talisman and the token of the sect, and saw the back of the order talisman, engraved with the disciples of the outer sect, Cheng Buzheng took it, and there was an extra line below it, with a small character engraved in it, 'Excellent'.

The senior guard looked at it carefully, and after confirming the authenticity of the order talisman, he returned the order talisman and the sect token to Cheng Buzheng.

"Well... let's go out!"

The senior brother with a cold face glanced at him and said slowly.

The voice just fell.

The senior brother with a cold face cast out a formula with both hands.

Lean less.

An arch-shaped gap appeared on the first layer of formation light curtain.

After Cheng Buzheng bid farewell to the guard senior brother, he left the Lingshi vein without delay.

After leaving the portal of the Lingshi vein, the mana supply of the concealment technique was stopped. Immediately, the spiritual pressure emanating from Cheng Buzheng's body rose rapidly, and did not stop until the peak of the third level of Qi training.

An oppressive aura scattered around, and the birds and beasts immediately moved away from this creature exuding a strong and dangerous aura.

Then, with a flash of yellow light, Cheng Buzheng disappeared in place, like a fish like water, escaping down quickly, until it was six feet deep, and then stopped going down.

Six feet below the ground, a yellow aura rushed towards the direction of the Baiyun Mountains.

He stopped and stopped along the way, and when most of his mana was consumed, he stopped and repaired, and directly opened a secret room underground to restore his mana, and then continued on his way.

Because the cultivation base has greatly improved, it is far from what the speed of coming to the Lingshi mine vein can compare with!

It took a full month to come here, but now it only took half a month, which is enough to show that Cheng Buzheng's cultivation base has undergone tremendous changes in two years.

Cheng Buzheng poked out a trace of his consciousness and looked at the Baiyun Mountains in the distance. It had been two full years before he came back to this moment.

This place has not changed much from two years ago, and the sky above the Baiyun Mountains can still be seen, and there are flashes of inspiration from time to time.

Most of the auras flashing across the sky are seniors of the sect.

Cheng Buzheng didn't continue to wait and see, and continued to escape to the entrance and exit of the martial formation.

Not long.

The entrance and exit of the sect formation is far away, and a complicated formula is played with both hands.

I saw that the spiritual pressure emanating from Cheng Buzheng's body dropped rapidly, until it dropped to the appearance of the third level of Qi training.

Originally, he wanted to lower the spiritual pressure to the peak of the second level of Qi training, but considering that the original Lingshi mine showed the third level of Qi training.

In case, the senior brother over there came back in a short time, and happened to marry him again. Seeing that his cultivation base was so different, it would definitely arouse the special concern of the senior brother.

At this time, the best way is to follow the trend, don't appear to be independent, and be more able to survive in the sect.

Cheng Buzheng thought secretly.

PS: Putting bowls, three requests for politeness (asking for collection, asking for recommendation, asking for tickets)