Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Yuanlai Artifact Refining Shop, in the hall.

"Next time, I won't bother fellow daoist again!"

"Welcome, the old way sees you off!"

"That's not necessary, fellow daoist, please stay!"

"Brother Jiang, this concubine is leaving first! Next time this concubine visits fellow daoists alone, please don't turn me away!"

"Don't dare, the old Taoist will sweep the couch to welcome you!"

Cheng Buzheng had a smile on his face, looked at the back of the three leaving, and murmured in his heart:

"I hope you won't disappoint me!"

It seems that the matter of closing the store will have to wait for a while.

At least get rid of this big enemy, and then make plans.

Cheng Buzheng didn't believe that the other party would let his craft shop continue to operate on Xiuling Street.

After all, although Cheng Buzheng didn't know that the owner of Yiyuan Pavilion was his big enemy, but from the usual business of Yiyuan Pavilion, it can be seen how far the treasure refining orders of Yiyuan Pavilion have fallen.

same.

The same is true for the treasure refining business of those shops.

otherwise!

It's not like, several bosses whose interests have been seriously damaged, came here to discuss with him.

Now, it was almost the limit of their patience.

Therefore, Cheng Buzheng was not worried, and the other party did not move.

If the expectation is not bad, it may take a year at most, or ten days and a half months at least, and there must be action.

Now what means does the other party have?

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed across the cloudy eyes of the cold-faced old man, and it was fleeting!

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng turned around and walked towards the counter, lying on the rocking chair with his eyes closed.

The rocking chair rocked back and forth again.

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the other side.

A group of three people has arrived in front of the Yiyuan Pavilion at this time.

immediately.

The three of them came again, in the top floor.

After waiting for a long time, Zhu Yushou, the proprietor of Mibaolou, who was a little anxious, asked after seeing the three of them back:

"Did the old man agree?"

As soon as the words came out.

Song Bao and the others, who had been acting as if nothing had happened before, turned cold, but did not say a word.

immediately.

Zhu Yushou knew that things were bound to go wrong.

the other side.

Song Bao, who was like a breeze just now, also flashed a cold light in his eyes at this time, and snorted coldly:

"If you don't eat a toast, you will be fined."

"Zhu Daoyou, I will leave the rest to you!"

heard the words.

Zhu Yushou nodded his fat head and said with a smile:

"Okay, leave it to me!"

"But even if the other party doesn't agree, isn't it all within our expectations? Why should Brother Song get angry!"

At this time.

Madam Ma seemed to have thought of something, covered her small cherry mouth with her jade hand, and giggled.

Seeing this, Song Bao frowned, and gave Mrs. Ma a cold look.

However, hearing Mrs. Ma's charming chuckle, Zhu Yushou also knew that something must have happened during this period?

Immediately.

He asked Mrs. Ma directly.

After a while!

Only then did Madam Ma stop her smile, and she didn't hide anything at the moment, telling what happened today.

It was obviously a very common thing, but she told it with ups and downs, the rhythm was high and low, abruptly turning a mere trivial matter into a story with an intense plot.

It shows that Mrs. Ma is still very talented in telling stories.

To this.

Su Ruxiu didn't say anything, although the tone was a bit exaggerated, but the truth is roughly the same.

At this time.

Song Bao gave up and said:

"All right, ma'am!"

"Don't make fun of me, a bad old man, besides, the old man is not talking about the old man alone, the two of you are also among them!"

heard the words.

Mrs. Ma chuckled lightly, didn't say much, and then it ended hastily!

After hearing about this matter, I also know what's going on!

But Zhu Yushou is a Golden Core cultivator after all, and his experience is not simple. He automatically filtered out those useless information and exaggerated words, and clearly understood the whole story!

How incredible it is for a mid-Golden Core to humiliate a late-Golden Core monk!

No wonder Brother Song was so angry.

He also knows that in the eyes of the master craftsman, a small difference in realm is nothing, and the real difference lies in the attainments of craftsmanship!

certainly.

If there is a big difference in realm, it is absolutely impossible to have what happened today.

No wonder, facing the humiliation of that cold-faced old man, Brother Song had to smile.

Otherwise, once they turned their backs, the reputation of Yiyuan Pavilion would be ruined.

If it spreads, Brother Song will also be excluded in the weapon refining circle of Xianmeng City.

Not only can such a thing not be brought to the public, but it cannot be spread.

There is another very important factor, that is, in order to stabilize the opponent, Brother Song will not let his next actions be restricted.

The pros and cons of this matter were quickly analyzed by Zhu Yushou.

Immediately afterwards.

The four discussed the details again.

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Black and white rotation!

Time passed day by day!

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

this day.

Immortal Mansion Lingshan, in a certain cave.

Sitting cross-legged on the Qingshen Lingyu bed, Cheng Buzheng was covered by billowing aura, wrapping him like a thick cocoon of light.

suddenly.

Infinite devouring power erupted from Cheng Buzheng's body, sweeping the entire secret room.

In the blink of an eye.

The extremely rich aura flowed backwards into his body.

It can be seen how vast the spiritual energy that the Golden Core cultivator exhales every time is.

After three breaths.

Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the jade bed, and there was no trace of aura around him.

at the same time.

Sitting cross-legged on the jade bed for a month without moving, Cheng Buzheng slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of lightning flashed in the secret room.

Soon, the vision disappeared.

Cheng Buzheng glanced at Dashui, no... it should be Xiaohou who was spitting out, and then looked away.

Immediately, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes, and he murmured:

"No action yet, it should be soon!"

"Forget it, let's go and replace the spirit material of the formation first!"

He had just refined an earth spirit pill, and he would have to wait at least half a year before taking the next pill for cultivation.

In this way, the efficacy of the panacea can be maximized, and it is also the best interval.

Continuing to practice penance has little effect!

It's better to finish the first thing first, after all, there are priorities!

Besides, Cheng Buzheng didn't know what they would do next?

If the third-order formation "Nine Flood Dragon Purgatory Formation" is refined, at least one more backup will be available.

Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng didn't hesitate, stood up and walked out!

In a blink of an eye.

Another two months passed.

this day.

Xianmeng City, on Xiuling Street.

A middle-aged monk with a very rich figure, with a very friendly smile on his mouth, was walking forward.

Although this person had a pleasant smile on his face, the monks who were walking towards him hurriedly backed away when they saw this person, and only dared to continue on their way after the person passed by.

This is not because this person has a great reputation in the city of Xianmeng, but mainly because of the coercion surrounding his extremely rich body.

The suffocating spiritual pressure all proved that this person is definitely a strong person.

Therefore, even if the other party's smile is kind, no monk dares to be disrespectful!

after all.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are too many monks who are kind-hearted and cruel.

Therefore, no matter which monk, when facing the strong, he will wear a mask of respect.

Not long.

The extremely handsome monk looked behind the plaque of the shop in front of him.

The smile on his face grew wider.

See here.

The pace under his feet changed slightly, and he walked straight to the shop.