Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Dust Building, backyard.

In a wooden house.

Cheng Liu sat cross-legged on the futon with his eyes closed, as if he was meditating.

Not far from him, on a desk, Cheng Wenxin was writing on the straw paper with his head buried in the desk.

There was no thinking, only the tip of the pen was flying without a single pause, but the fine sweat oozing from the temples on his forehead was obviously not that simple!

shorten the distance!

You can see that the writing on the straw paper is clear and smooth, and the writing is like a god, as if he has already memorized the content of the writing. It can be clearly seen that this has not happened once or twice.

After a long time!

Cheng Wenxin glanced cautiously at the Liu Patriarch on the futon not far away!

However, the flowing handwriting on the straw paper is still the same as before, flowing from the tip of the pen!

At this time.

A faint voice came.

"What's the use of writing more if you don't write properly?"

"One more time!"

This voice came from Cheng Liu who was sitting cross-legged on the futon.

Although he didn't open his eyes, and didn't specifically observe Cheng Wenxin, the entire wooden house was within the alert range of his spiritual consciousness.

Even if he is cultivating wholeheartedly, but within the warning range, it will subconsciously appear in his heart.

This was because Cheng Liu had already forewarned his spiritual consciousness to the level of instinct.

Therefore, a table, a chair, even a speck of dust in the wooden house will appear in his mind, not to mention Cheng Wenxin's small movements.

This is the scary thing about monks!

I heard this.

The pen on the desk paused, and Cheng Wen's heart turned cold for an instant. He never thought that he would receive such a big gift just by glancing at it, which would never happen in the past.

Could it be that the ancestor came, that's why he was so strict?

A big question mark appeared in his mind.

Although he doesn't like this 'big gift' very much, he has no choice but to continue, otherwise the 'gift' will be even more important, he has a deep understanding of this!

Cheng Flow doesn't want to try again.

Immediately, he answered with a bitter face, not daring to distract himself anymore.

In the wooden house in the backyard, this scene happened!

Walking in the backyard, the two of them, like a couple of gods, noticed it!

To this.

There was a smile in Cheng Buzheng's starry eyes, but he didn't say much.

Obviously.

His previous teaching on Liu'er has been passed down, and it has been improved to a higher level and carried forward!

Although 10,000 family rules are an easy task for a monk, it is not so easy for the Cheng family to write 10,000 times.

Because, the brush is not made of ordinary wood, but made of heavy stone!

Although the heavy stone can barely be regarded as a spiritual material, it actually has no use value, nor can it be used in various fairy arts such as refining weapons, but this stone has a characteristic, that is, it is very heavy!

But even if it is heavy, it cannot withstand the bombardment of a magic weapon.

With one blow, even objects made of heavy stones would be bombarded into powder.

Therefore, this kind of spiritual material is very tasteless.

Just like this writing brush, although it is only three inches long, it weighs as much as a boulder, which shows how heavy a heavy stone really is.

certainly.

There are many tasteless spiritual materials with the effect of heavy stones in the world of cultivating immortals.

At this time.

Murong Wanwan chuckled lightly and said:

"Husband, your family education is quite strict!"

Obviously, she also discovered the material of the brush in Cheng Wenxin's hand.

heard the words.

Cheng Buzheng looked at Murong Wanwan with a serious face, shook his head and said:

"Wan'er, you are wrong!"

"Where did the concubine say something wrong?"

Murong Wanwan looked at Cheng Buzheng with some doubts.

"This is not only my tutor, but also your junior!"

Murong Wanwan was taken aback when she heard this, and then said softly:

"What my husband said is that Wan'er knew she was wrong!"

While speaking, those tender eyes stared straight at Cheng Buzheng.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng, who secretly exclaimed that he couldn't stand it, coughed a few times involuntarily.

"Cough...cough...!"

"Wan'er, let's go!"

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng, who had an ordinary face, and Murong Wanwan, who was wearing a white veil, walked towards the bustling street.

Although Minghua Immortal City is a cultivator's Immortal City, it is not very different from ordinary mundane cities.

There are all kinds of shops in the city, and there are also many monks on both sides of the street, selling all kinds of spiritual food.

These monks all have one thing in common, their cultivation is at the beginning and middle stages of Qi training...

This is also a way of making a living for low-level monks in the world of cultivating immortals.

Because of this, these snacks contain very little spiritual power essence, but it is undeniable that these snacks are all spiritual things, and their taste is very good.

There are fried monster meat, spirit shrimp jelly, crab roe spirit powder, spirit fruit dry cake...

Along the way, Murong Wanwan was like a little girl, she tasted every spiritual food she hadn't seen or eaten before.

To this.

Cheng Buzheng also smiled all the way, being a tool for paying Lingshi.

Occasionally.

Cheng Buzheng will also receive an unexpected harvest!

Such as, at this moment!

A sweet voice sounded in his ear.

"Husband, this shrimp jelly tastes very good, come and try it!"

At the same time, a silver spoon came to Cheng Buzheng's mouth.

The silver spoon is filled with crystal-like jelly.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng didn't disappoint either!

After seeing Cheng Buzheng swallowing it with a smile on her face, Murong Wanwan smiled sweetly, and walked to another small stall like an elf.

Only the tool people who paid the bill were left in place.

Cheng Buzheng chuckled and shook his head!

And the little monk who sold the spirit shrimp jelly accepted the spirit stone in fear.

Along the way, most of the delicacies were eaten by Cheng Buzheng, but Murong Wanwan just tasted it and then fed it to Cheng Buzheng.

Regarding this, Cheng Buzheng couldn't laugh or cry.

After tasting many delicacies, Cheng Buzheng brought Murong Wanwan to the street stall area of ​​Minghua Immortal City.

The two walked around and talked.

suddenly.

Murong Wanwan's eyes lit up, and her mind fell on a jewelry booth in front of her.

The jewelry on the booth is no different from ordinary magic weapons, but the appearance of each magic weapon is very delicate.

Therefore, there are several female nuns in front of this booth, who are selecting.

It can be seen that although the craftsmen who forged these magical weapons may not have high attainments in crafting, they have a nine-aperture exquisite heart, which firmly grasps the thoughts of those female cultivators.

When Cheng Buzheng saw Murong Wanwan's eyes, he understood.

A mere magic weapon is not worth a few spirit stones.

It's not a big deal to coax them with these three melons and two dates!

If Wan'er is happy, perhaps more can be unlocked tonight.

Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng walked forward without hesitation.

The female cultivators who were selecting felt the suffocating pressure, quickly put down the jewelry in their hands, stepped aside, and waited for Cheng Buzheng to choose.

same.

The middle-aged stall owner, seeing the ordinary-looking Cheng Buzheng, quickly stood up and saluted.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng let it go, indicating that there is no need to be polite.

He stretched out his hand.

A hosta with phoenix feathers hanging down flew into his palm.

Then inquire directly!

A middle-aged beautiful woman would not dare to open her mouth in front of a Jindan real person!

Because she had noticed a long time ago that the veiled female cultivator who came with this senior was also a Jindan Daoist.

Even if she knew that the price had been increased tenfold at this time, this Jindan real person would not refuse.

but the consequences of that...

She dare not gamble!

From the heart is a must.

This is a middle-aged beautiful woman who has accumulated experience in the world of cultivating immortals for many years.

After paying the Lingshi!

Cheng Buzheng left the booth.

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