Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Xianmeng City, Xiuling Street!

Fate to the refining shop.

Inside the counter.

Lying on the rocking chair, the cold-faced old man swaying back and forth suddenly opened his cloudy eyes.

at the same time.

The rocking chair also stopped shaking!

The cloudy gaze of the cold-faced old man looked towards the door of the shop.

I saw three figures appearing at the door of the shop.

See here.

A strange light flashed in the cold-faced old Dao Cheng's eyes, then he stood up and went to meet him.

"Fellow daoists, please!"

Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand to pretense, and said with a smile.

heard the words.

Among the three, a beautiful woman stepped forward.

Mrs. Ma's eyes were like water, she smiled sweetly and said:

"Brother bothering me is clean, I'm being polite!"

Saying that, Mrs. Ma gave a blessing to the cold-faced old man!

The cold-faced old Taoist Cheng Buzheng gave a chuckle, then let it go and said:

"Ma'am, you are welcome!"

"please!"

To this.

The three of them didn't do too much politeness, and arrived in the small room on the left side of the shop hall under the guidance of Cheng Buzheng.

The room here is not big, but there are complete tables and chairs. This is the living room of the store.

After the three sat down, Cheng Buzheng served each of them a cup of spiritual tea.

At this time.

Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, glanced at the three of them, and asked with a smile:

"I don't know, how many fellow daoists want to refine He Bao?"

After all, it is not uncommon in the Immortal League for several friends to refine treasures together.

The more Lianbao orders, the greater the profit, and the qualification to negotiate with the store.

Many times, even monks who are not very familiar with each other, under the invitation of their friends, bring together some monks who need to refine the magic weapon of their own destiny.

Use a large number of refining orders as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the refining shop and refining pavilion.

This method can indeed reduce some remuneration, but it is relatively limited.

after all.

Artifact refiners rely on fairy art to make a living, especially those famous forge shops. Sometimes no matter how many orders there are, the reward will only be reduced symbolically.

Before, Cheng Buzheng had seen eight or nine monks come together to place an order for refining treasures.

So it is not uncommon for several monks to refine treasures together.

Immediately afterwards.

The cold-faced old man said again:

"If there is a diagram of the structure of the magic weapon, can I let the old man take a look? If not, the old man has also collected some diagrams of the structure of the magic weapon, but at this price..."

Although the cold-faced old-fashioned words were only half-spoken, anyone can understand the underlying meaning!

at this time.

Sitting upright on the chair, Song Bao, with a cheerful expression on his face, said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist misunderstood!"

"I'm not here to make treasures. Fellow Daoists of the Yiyuan Pavilion should have heard of it!"

"I'm at Song Bao, the owner of Yiyuan Pavilion."

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger to the young man who was shaking his folding fan, and said:

"This is Fellow Daoist Su, the owner of Yuanbao Building!"

heard the words.

Su Ruxiu closed the folding fan in his hand, stood up, respected the cold-faced old man from a distance, and said with a smile:

"Meet fellow Taoist!"

See here.

The cold-faced old man frowned, then stretched it out, and said with a smile:

"I've heard about the name for a long time, but I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Su to look so young. What's the secret?"

At this time, the cold-faced old man greeted him in a rambling manner, as if an old friend was reunited.

"Ha ha!"

Su Ruxiu smiled lightly and said:

"Three hundred years ago, by chance and coincidence, I was lucky enough to get a calming face pill. I didn't expect fellow daoists to be so interested in immortal appearance."

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have taken it back then, and now I can give it to a fellow Taoist!"

Hearing this, Madam Ma glanced at Su Ruxiu who was shaking the folding fan with resentment in her eyes, and said with a sigh:

"Brother Su, this statement really makes my little sister sad!"

Mrs. Ma showed a trace of pity, stroked her charming face, and continued:

"The concubine's face is fading, and after a few years, the younger sister will be old and pale,"

"I didn't expect Brother Su to be so heartless, and to have such a treasure to make up for the regrets in my little sister's heart, but I never thought that my little sister would get half of it."

"It really chills my little sister!"

"It seems that Brother Su and Fellow Daoist hit it off right away, and my younger sister has no place in Brother Su's heart."

At the end of speaking, Mrs. Ma's winking eyes fell on the cold-faced old man, as if he had robbed the other party's lover.

See this scene.

The cold-faced old man just chuckled and didn't say much.

He knew that this was just a formality.

A monk who can cultivate to the present level, which one is not a human being, speaks people's words when seeing people, and speaks nonsense when seeing ghosts, this is a basic ability.

Even a monk with a withdrawn personality has a set of coping methods.

After some courtesy.

At this time, Song Bao saw that the time was almost up, he paused, and then said:

"Jiang Daoyou's skill in refining weapons is so profound that I'm amazed?"

Immediately afterwards.

Song Bao changed the subject, and said with a look of admiration on his face:

"I don't know who is your teacher's predecessor? This is how you can create such a master of refining as you?"

Madam Ma on the side also quickly echoed:

"Brother Jiang, which senior is the respected master?"

at the same time.

Su Ruxiu, who was shaking his folding fan, also looked at the cold-faced old man.

heard the words.

The cold-faced old man smiled without saying a word.

Although he had a warm smile on his surface, he had already scolded in his heart,

fart!

Is Lao Tzu familiar with you?

Or did I give you a face, and actually wanted to inquire about the deity's heel?

Even if I have a master, can I tell you?

the other side.

Song Bao and the other three saw the appearance of the cold-faced old man, and they knew that they would not be able to follow him.

However, this is just a try!

They had already expected this result.

Otherwise, after spending a huge price and not finding out about this person's heels, how could he be exposed so easily!

It can be seen that in front of him, the cold-faced old man with a smile on the corner of his mouth is also a very strict monk.

Song Bao secretly sighed in his heart, but he didn't show a hint of disappointment on the surface.

Immediately afterwards.

With a smile on his face, he arched his hands towards the cold-faced old man and said:

"Fellow Daoist, don't blame me!"

"I am also amazed by fellow daoist's skill in crafting for a while, which is why it is so abrupt. Please don't take it to heart, fellow daoist."

There are too many monks with a sweet mouth but a ruthless heart in the world of cultivating immortals.

Therefore, Cheng Buzheng didn't care about this remark.

Immediately.

The cold-faced old Taoist Cheng Buzheng glanced at it. Song Baohou, the owner of the Yiyuan Pavilion, didn't go around and asked directly:

"I don't know the three friends, what is the so-called visit today?"

I heard this.

The smile on Song Bao's face subsided, and he respectfully said:

"Jiang Daoyou, I'm here this time because I hope you can hold your hand high and leave me a way out?"

"I must be grateful!"

At this time.

Su Ruxiu, the owner of Yuanbao Building, looked solemn, without saying a word, and directly bowed his hands to the cold-faced old Taoist.

The meaning of it is obvious!

at the same time.

A delicate voice came.

"Brother Jiang..."

Mrs. Ma has a charming face, her eyes are full of charm, and there is electricity in her eyes, which seems to be able to melt people with one glance.

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