Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Not long!

Cheng Buzheng also chose to say goodbye and leave.

certainly.

The matter couldn't be done, and the two storage bags on the table were naturally taken back by Cheng Buzheng!

I have been in the world of cultivating immortals for many years!

Cheng Buzheng still has some shame.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng went straight back to the secret room and let Xiaohou continue to practice.

Incarnation of a puppet, naturally guarding in the secret room.

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed!

this day.

A streamer of purple light soared into the sky from Lei Island, and went straight into Qingming!

Between the clouds!

In the purple streamer that runs through the sky...

Vaguely, one could see a big monster and a figure sitting cross-legged on top of the monster!

That person was Cheng Buzheng who left Lei Island not long ago!

And the demon beast sitting down is naturally also his spirit beast, Thunder Roar Beast!

After a year of cultivation, Xiao Hou didn't break through to the fourth level, but it was not without the slightest gain.

At least!

The surging monster power in Xiaohou's body was somewhat purer than before.

Although this is not very helpful for future breakthroughs, it can also reduce the time required for breakthroughs.

Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on Xiaohou's spacious back, thinking silently in his heart, what suitable Thunder Spirit lands are there in the Zhenhai League?

Time flies!

Half a month later, a purple streamer slid down from the sky.

The aura dissipated!

A ferocious monster and a stern middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the monster's back revealed their figures.

A flash of inspiration!

The figure appeared on the flat ground and reached out to wipe the spirit beast bag at his waist.

With a look of reluctance, Xiao Hou turned into a stream of light and sank into the middle-aged monk's waist pocket.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng didn't stop, and walked directly in the direction of Xiancheng.

Didn't get very far.

A ray of spiritual light descended from the sky, blocking Cheng Buzheng's way.

See here.

Without the slightest hesitation, Cheng Buzheng stepped back lightly, like a bolt of lightning, and stepped back.

He looked at the aura in front of him with a vigilant look.

The aura dissipated, revealing a Jindan real person wearing a fairy alliance.

soon!

The vigilance in Cheng Buzheng's eyes dissipated, and the slightly frown also relaxed.

Because of this, he was wearing the costumes of the Supervision Hall of the Immortal League.

after all!

It is impossible for the monks of the Xianmeng to attack the monks in the fairy island.

The most important thing is that this person is Xiu who Cheng Buzheng knows.

good!

This is the real person Chaoyang!

Cheng Buzheng's heart skipped a beat, as if he had thought of something?

Wait, Cheng Buzheng thought about it, and a slightly hasty voice came.

"This Fellow Daoist has no malicious intentions!"

Seeing the cold and stern middle-aged monk, Master Chaoyang hurriedly explained.

Then he said:

"I just want to ask you a question?"

Even so!

Cheng Buzheng, who has a superb interpretation, immediately frowned and looked at the other party, calmly said:

"Fellow Daoist, please speak!"

heard the words.

Master Chaoyang said without the slightest hesitation:

"Has His Holiness' sermon started?"

now!

He was full of anxiety.

It is extremely hopeful that His Holiness has not preached yet, but he also knows how unlikely this possibility is.

Even though Master Chaoyang knew how slim the hope was, he still wanted to verify it.

now!

Master Chaoyang looked at Cheng Buzheng seriously, as if the other party was his life-saving straw.

Obviously!

He also couldn't see through the middle-aged monk in front of him, it was Cheng Buzheng who had performed missions with him.

Although he couldn't recognize Cheng Buzheng, Cheng Buzheng knew him.

Cheng Buzheng heard the words, frowned slightly, and said lightly:

"Don't fellow daoists know that it has been several years since Venerable Qiandao preached in Xianmeng City?"

What!

Master Chaoyang's complexion changed, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

But he knew that it was very likely to be true.

As long as you inquire about it a little bit, you will know!

There is no need for the Golden Core cultivator in front of him to deceive him.

What's more!

He was wearing the costume of the Supervision Hall of the Immortal League, and ordinary monks would not have the guts to lie to him about this insignificant matter.

Therefore, he knew that what this person said must be true.

the other side.

Seeing Daoist Chaoyang, Cheng Buzheng shook his head and walked directly to the fairy city ahead.

After a long time.

Reverend Chaoyang on the wilderness murmured:

"Eight years!"

"Spend a lot of treasures, but in the end it will be nothing!"

He thought of how many treasures he had consumed in order to get to Immortal City as soon as possible over the years, and only then did he come back in just eight years!

Unexpectedly, it was too late in the end.

And it was several years late.

Everything is long gone.

"Zhao Han!"

Real Chaoyang with a gloomy complexion, said two cold words between his teeth.

The voice is extremely cold, making people feel like they are wearing an ice cellar.

this moment!

Zhao Han was completely hated by Master Chaoyang.

But thinking of Zhao Han's cultivation base and his status in the Supervisory Hall, it was like a basin of ice water was poured on the burning anger in an instant.

He finally woke up.

After regaining his senses, he naturally understood how big the gap was between the two, and secretly said in his heart:

"Hold on! Be sure to hold on."

Master Chaoyang took a deep breath, suppressing the unrealistic fantasy in his heart.

"The enmity that blocks the way is irreconcilable!"

"No way, he's so cheap!"

"I can't deal with him, I still have Master!"

"However, you can't tell Master directly."

While thinking, a thought flashed through his mind!

Standing in the wilderness, Chaoyang Daoist had a cloudy and uncertain color flashing in his eyes.

at the same time!

Cheng Buzheng, who had left a long time ago, did not know what Chaoyang Reverend would do, but he also knew that this Chaoyang Reverend would definitely hold grudges against Zhao Han.

——Blocking someone's way is like killing one's parents!

This is a great hatred!

Therefore, this cause and effect has long been doomed.

Originally, Cheng Buzheng thought that it would take at least a few years before the real Chaoyang would come back, but he didn't expect it to be so long in advance!

Obviously.

The price paid by this real Chaoyang is not small.

"The enmity is getting bigger and bigger!"

Cheng Buzheng thought happily.

Even if Master Chaoyang couldn't accomplish anything, he wouldn't care.

At least, there is one more monk who is hiding in the dark and peeping at Zhao Han, which is very good!

Even if Master Chaoyang doesn't act now, he will find a way to trouble Zhao Han in the future.

This is also the end result.

certainly!

This is also an idle flag for Cheng Buzheng.

It's better to be useful, and it doesn't matter if it's useless.

It's just a little effort!

Cheng Buzheng came to Xiancheng with easy steps.

Immediately.

He also did not stay in this fairy city, and walked directly to the teleportation hall in this city.

With a flash of white light, the cold and stern middle-aged Cheng Buzheng disappeared in Fangxian City.

Back to Xianmeng City, Teleportation Hall!

but!

Cheng Buzheng did not go to the teleportation hall leading to the Zhenhai League, but walked outside the teleportation hall.

Came to a relatively deserted street, in front of a relatively remote inn, opened a guest room!

at the same time!

Fudao Hall, in the secret room on the second floor!

Cheng Buzheng, who had practiced hard for a long time, also opened his eyes at the moment he came to Xianmeng City as a puppet.

Immediately.

He had a thought!

Supernatural powers: cover the sky!

It can be seen again that Cheng Buzheng has become a strange monk and left the Hall of Husband and Dao.