Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

a month later.

In a remote alley, the cold-faced old man passed by Cheng Buzheng, and the storage bag in his sleeve had disappeared.

In that storage bag was the magic weapon that had just been refined.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng walked directly towards Lingshan in Xianfu.

The days passed by!

Since the first order of the 'Yuan Lai Refining Shop' was completed, more and more monks have come to the door!

The more room for Cheng Buzheng to choose to refine the magic weapon, the greater it is!

The longer the time, the better the word-of-mouth of 'Yuan Lai Refining Shop' will be.

certainly.

The spiritual materials and spiritual stones collected by Cheng Buzheng are also constantly increasing!

Wealth is also increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A year has passed!

Two years have passed!

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Sixteen years later.

Immortal Mansion Lingshan, in a certain cave.

A slender young man sat cross-legged on the bed and looked up, as if his eyes could see the scenery outside through the cave.

He muttered to himself:

"Sixteen years... Doesn't that one want to go out to explore? Don't you need to perform missions? Don't you need to go out to find opportunities?"

"Pure hard work, you can't cultivate to the peak of the current state in your lifetime?"

"However, he still admires that person's perseverance!

In the past sixteen years, except for going to the refining room once every six months for a month, Sheng spent the rest of his time in penance. "

"It's no wonder that the one who can cultivate to the Golden Core stage can also complete the extremely dangerous task of the Immortal Alliance?"

"However, his luck is coming to an end!"

Being targeted by Zhenjun Yuanying, is there anything else?

good!

He is a member of the Huangfu fairy clan, and was sent by the ancestor Huangfu to follow him.

But for many years, Cheng Buzheng didn't move at all, not to mention carrying out the mission of Xianmeng. In the past 16 years, he didn't even take a step in Xianmeng City.

Even so, he was not in a hurry.

With family subsidies, he also hoped that such days would be longer.

The ancestor is not in a hurry, and he is even less in a hurry.

It can be seen that in the world of cultivating immortals, it is worth a lot of spirit stones, but it is not worth a lot of spirit stones.

The stalking alone lasted for sixteen years.

It can also be seen from this that the high-level monks don't take this little time seriously.

If it is in the secular world, these sixteen years are the most precious golden time in a lifetime for a young man.

But he is in a hurry now, and the cultivation resources are all used up!

at this time!

A figure walked out of a cave below, walked to the circular avenue in front of the cave, and then turned into a ray of mysterious light, flying towards the square below.

Although he glanced at the back in a hurry from the corner of his eye, he knew that direction was exactly the target he wanted to follow.

It's not that he doesn't want to keep observing, it's because the spiritual sense of the monk is too impressive, and he is only a monk in the Foundation Establishment period, but the target he wants to follow is a real person in the Golden Core Realm.

As long as you glance a few more times, you will definitely be noticed by that strong man.

Therefore, he hastily glanced at it from the corner of his eye with great experience.

"Isn't that right? It's half a year away, and it hasn't arrived yet!"

"How many months away?"

Seeing Cheng Buzheng going out, the young monk was very puzzled?

After sixteen years of observation of Cheng Buzheng's daily actions, he knows it like the palm of his hand!

Even better than Cheng Buzheng himself.

wrong!

Could it be...?

Does this abnormal behavior mean that his stalking mission has taken a turn for the better?

This thought flashed across his mind, and the premonition was indeed getting stronger.

Thinking of this, the young monk quickly stood up and walked out.

A flash of inspiration flashed.

The young man landed on the square below the Lingshan Mountain in Xianfu.

Along the way, the young monk followed from a distance, and after a while, he dared to take a quick glance from the corner of his eye.

soon!

The young monk noticed something was wrong, it was not the direction Cheng Buzheng often went to the stall area, or the fire room.

This direction is the most famous except for the teleportation hall, and there are no other special shops, but some ordinary shops.

There is nothing special about the countless shops in this vast city of Xianmeng.

"Is it going to the teleportation hall?"

The young monk asked joyfully in his heart.

The cultivation resources are used up, and it is expected to be able to complete the task, so as to be rewarded by the ancestors. The timing is too good.

At this time, he was still very happy in his heart.

Not long.

The young monk followed Cheng Buzheng into the teleportation hall, a teleportation hall.

After seeing Cheng Buzheng stepping into the teleportation formation with his own eyes, he quickly got out of the queue of monks and walked out of the hall.

Outside the hall, a young monk quickly walked forward in a spacious passage.

Soon, he came to the hall in the center, and there was a large plaque hanging on the forehead outside the hall, with several ethereal and beautiful characters written on it, "Transportation Hall—Zhenhai City".

The young monk directly joined the queue without any delay.

Not long.

White light flashed.

The figure of the young man disappeared in the teleportation hall of Xianmeng City.

the other side.

Cheng Buzheng switched to the teleportation formation twice in succession, and came to a medium-sized fairy city.

After more than sixteen years of practice, he has completely consumed the thirty-three Linglu Pills, and his cultivation base has made great progress, reaching the cultivation base of more than three hundred and forty years.

If it were an ordinary mid-Golden Core cultivator, he would have already reached the peak of the mid-Golden Core level, but Cheng Buzheng would need more than 250 years of hard work if he wanted to cultivate.

Even if he took the remaining Baiyang pill and Jinyang pill, it was not enough for him to cultivate to the peak of the golden pill in the middle stage.

Originally, Cheng Buzheng also wanted to use the resources of the Treasure Tower.

After all, he is still an honorary alchemist of the Treasure Tower, but the Treasure Tower has alchemy tasks, but there is no elixir reserve, maybe a batch can be stocked in a few years, or it may not be enough in more than ten years.

The elixir needed for high-level elixir is very precious. Even with the background of the treasure tower, it is impossible to produce hundreds of furnaces of third-tier mid-grade elixir and the elixir needed at once.

What's more, Cheng Buzheng also needs a lot of panacea himself.

Because, the alchemy tasks released by the Treasure Tower are all low-quality third-order low-grade panacea, and they are all panacea that can be used for a year of hard work.

Therefore, Cheng Buzheng can only deduce the third-level low-grade Shenji Danfang to the third-level middle-grade!

Four qualities of the third-rank middle-grade supernatural pills, all of which are under his control!

In the past sixteen years, he has collected most of the elixir needed for the third-tier middle-grade Shenji Pill in Xianmeng City, and there are still some elixir that have not been collected yet.

He heard that the dark market in this city had appeared many times before with the spiritual herbs he needed.

Therefore, Cheng Buzheng spent some money to get the contact information of the dark market connector.

A steady heart, second-hand ready!

Cheng Buzheng got out of the teleportation hall and walked directly towards a certain destination.

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