Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

the other side.

Seeing the disapproving look on the white-haired old man's face, Master Qian flashed a sly smile in his eyes and said:

"I already know this, Brother Tao, don't you believe me?"

At this time.

The noise outside was getting louder and louder.

At this moment, a trace of anxiety flashed in the depths of Mr. Qian's eyes, and he pretended to be nonchalant and said with a relaxed expression;

"How about this!"

"How about I make a bet with you on this matter?"

The words fell.

Qian Zhenren was smiling and his eyes were fixed on the white-haired old man.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Zhenren Qian really didn't miss his name in vain."

"I can never change my stubborn desire for money."

"I don't know where he got this habit from."

But Qian Zhenren would not tell the old white-haired Taoist that he had a more cunning old father and it was a family tradition.

certainly.

His old father, who was in the Qi refining stage, disappeared when Zhenren Qian was young and never appeared again.

but!

Such things are too common in the world of immortality.

Therefore, if there is no accident, there is only one possibility.

Either they were killed by evil cultivators, or they were buried in the mouths of beasts.

otherwise.

There will be no disappearance, leaving Qian Zhenren alone in his childhood, living helplessly in a small market.

same!

Qian Zhenren has been under the influence of his picky old father since he was a child, and he also has deep family roots.

therefore!

When he was a child, Qian Zhenren had to pass on his family's faxes, so he managed to survive those difficult years in a small market and finally survived.

After that, he cultivated to his current level.

It's a pity that the gray-haired old man Cheng Buzheng doesn't know these things.

otherwise.

Wouldn't he be surprised by the money-hungry nature of the real Qian in front of him?

at the same time.

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng also became interested in the bet proposed by Qian Zhenren.

after all!

He also looked at how he lost this 'leisure job'?

same.

Cheng BuZheng, a white-haired old man, also wants to get rid of the habit of killing Qian Zhenren.

He is definitely not doing this for the so-called 'bet'.

He doesn't like Zhenren Qian's little net worth.

same.

Qian Zhenren, who is desperate for money, will not take out too precious spiritual objects as bets.

But if he gets the other party's spiritual object from Zhenren Qian.

Cheng Buzheng believed that he would have to make the other party feel distressed for a while.

This is enough.

Think of this.

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng said with a smile:

"I will take this matter seriously!"

"But what do you want to bet on, fellow Taoist?"

Hear this.

Zhenren Qian already had a draft in his mind and immediately said:

"How about just betting on a piece of heavenly material and earthly treasure?"

"Can!"

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Bu Zheng smiled and nodded.

I just have nothing to do, so it would be fun to attack Mr. Qian.

Anyway.

Cheng Buzheng never thought of the possibility of losing.

Even if he loses, he won't care.

Even if ten treasures of heaven and earth were thrown out, he wouldn't even blink.

What's more, it's just a treasure of heaven and earth.

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng nodded, and without hesitation, he directly took out an ordinary treasure and placed it on the counter beside him.

Immediately, he looked at Zhenren Qian beside him, smiled and gestured:

"Fellow Taoist, is it your turn?"

Hear the words.

Qian Zhenren looked at the spiritual materials on the counter with a happy face, but when he thought of having to take out the spiritual materials himself, his eyes were full of reluctance.

immediately!

Qian Zhenren laughed awkwardly and said;

"Brother Dao, you'd better put this spiritual material away!"

"I truly believe that you are not a person who breaks your word!"

While talking.

Mr. Qian's expression was serious.

See this.

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng glanced at Zhenren Qian indifferently, then chuckled, his tone changed, and he said with a hint of ridicule:

"You believe in me, but I don't believe in you!"

"If you want to bet, just take out a piece of heavenly material and earthly treasure, put it on the counter, and the winner will take it all!"

"If you don't take it, this matter will be over."

"Okay or not, it's up to you..."

Hear this.

Qian Zhenren also knew that there was no third option.

But when he thought about what would happen soon, he made up his mind again.

after all!

It would be too difficult for him to give up the spiritual object he was about to obtain.

so!

Although Qian Zhenren was very reluctant to give up, he still took out a palm-sized piece of yellow soil and placed it on the counter.

This spiritual material may seem ordinary and almost the same as ordinary things, but it is also a genuine spiritual material.

The grade is also among the treasures of heaven and earth, but it is a relatively useless spiritual object.

Because of this, the effect of spiritual materials is very limited, and only low-grade magic weapons with earth attributes can be refined.

If so, it can also be called an ordinary level of heavenly material and earthly treasure.

However, the properties of this spiritual material are too heavy and have incompatible properties, so it cannot be used as an auxiliary spiritual material for other magic weapons.

therefore!

Except for some special low-grade magic weapons, they are almost useless.

The restrictions are huge and naturally very tasteless.

but.

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Bu Zheng didn't care. Anyway, the spiritual material he took out was only slightly better than the yellow earth material.

As for even worse spiritual materials at the level of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, he doesn't have them either.

Even if there was, he would have dealt with it long ago.

What's more!

If Master Qian lost this spiritual material, it would be enough to make him feel distressed for a while.

so.

The old white-haired Taoist took one look and then paid no attention. Then his eyes fell on Zhenren Qian and he said:

"Fellow Taoist, can you now tell me why I lost this leisurely job?"

As soon as this statement came out.

Immediately, Qian Zhenren's mind was shaken. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the two heavenly materials and earthly treasures on the counter not far away, and his heart was burning.

Immediately afterwards.

He said with a happy face:

"Brother Dao, you still don't know what happened today, do you?"

Without waiting for the gray-haired old man Cheng Buzheng to respond, Qian Zhenren continued:

"Today, the Immortal Alliance Lingyuan Hall..."

Just when Master Qian was talking about the key point, suddenly a group of monks wearing the costumes of the Immortal Alliance Lingyuan Palace came outside the Fu Dao Palace.

The leader is a Jindan monk.

However, the Qi Machine is extremely heavy and far beyond what Qian Zhenren can compare with.

It is clear.

The leader is an extremely powerful Jin Dan Zhenren.

Saw this scene.

Not only did Qian Zhenren not have any fear, but a flash of joy flashed in his heart.

Immediately, he looked at the white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng and said:

"The real master is here, I don't need to say anything more next!"

Obviously.

In Qian Zhenren's view, this old friend will lose his leisurely job today.

To be precise, Fu Dao Hall can no longer be opened.

Unemployment does not.

after all.

A Jindan Zhenren also has a lot of weight.

No matter where you go, you can reuse it!

Even if this Jindan master doesn’t have many years to live?

That's true too.

same.

Today's bet can be said to be a sure win.

Not only that.

Maybe he can win over his old friends who have lost their leisure jobs.

In the future, he will have a reliable partner when he goes on adventures.

The safety factor will definitely increase significantly.

Thinking of this, Zhenren Qian became more and more excited.

Just when Qian Zhenren was thinking to himself...

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting on the chair, immediately stood up when he saw the visitor, greeted him, and said with a smile:

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Zheng!"

"I wonder if it was the gust of wind that invited fellow Taoist here today?"

between words.

The tone of the white-haired veteran had a hint of familiarity.

Obviously.

The white-haired old Taoist also knows the leader who is wearing the clothes of the Immortal Alliance Lingyuan Palace!

At least there was communication.

This is also true.

This Zheng Zhenren and the white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng had indeed crossed paths before.

Many years ago, this person was ordered by his superiors to come to Xianyi Tianling Street to purchase a spiritual ban.

It was also at that time that Cheng Buzheng, as a white-haired veteran, had initial contact with this person.

Later, they met several times because of his status as the shopkeeper of Fu Dao Hall.

Overall, it can be regarded as an acquaintance.

otherwise.

Ordinary nameless cultivators would not let this real person from a top immortal sect give in at all costs.

at the same time.

After Zheng Zhenren glanced around, he also saw the two spirits on the counter.

However, he only glanced at it without any disturbance in his heart, and then just ignored it.

same!

Zheng Zhenren also smiled bitterly after hearing the white-haired old man's greetings.

"Isn't this an order from above?"

"Otherwise, if I came here because of my brother, I wouldn't have caused such a battle."

Said.

Zheng Zhenren glanced at the monks wearing the Immortal Alliance Lingyuan Hall guarding outside the Fu Dao Hall.

at this time.

Qian Zhenren, who is quiet and transparent, is quite discerning.

He knew that monks as big as the Immortal Alliance would not take a fancy to him, a helpless casual cultivator.

therefore.

Master Qian didn't want to ask for boredom. After Master Zheng entered the Fu Dao Hall, he sat quietly without saying a word.

the other side.

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but frown after hearing Zheng Zhenren's words.

He knew that it was unusual for monks from the Lingyuan Hall of the Immortal Alliance to come with orders from their superiors.

That time more than ten years ago, I came here just to buy those scarce spiritual prisons!

So this time...?

Think about this.

The old white-haired Taoist smiled and said:

"Brother Zheng Dao, do you not go to the Three Treasures Hall for any reason?"

"Last time you came here for spiritual imprisonment, so what is it for this time?"

Hear the words.

The smile on Zheng Zhenren's face faded, and then he said solemnly:

"Last time, fellow Taoist monks might have been able to make the final decision regarding the acquisition of the Spiritual Forbidden City, but this time it's about rare treasures?"

"Fellow Taoist, it's better to inform Senior Tai Yuanyi first!"

Rare treasure?

In an instant, a thought came to the mind of Qian Zhenren, who was as quiet as transparent.

"Is it possible that the reason why the shops on Xianyi Tianling Street were taken back by the Xianmen League today was because of the rare treasures?"

"If so, this bet is safe!"

You know, in Xianyi Tianling Street, many shops are more famous than Fu Daodian.

Now I can only pack up and leave.

Is there any chance that a small shop with only a white-haired man in charge can turn around?

This is never going to happen.

Zhenren Qian originally had an 80% chance of winning, but now he has a full 90% chance.

Thinking of this, Qian Zhenren's peripheral vision once again inadvertently glanced at the two spiritual materials on the counter.

same.

At this moment, Cheng Buzheng understood. Why did Qian Zhenren dare to bet with him?

Obviously.

What news did he get first?

Otherwise, if there is no 70% to 80% certainty, how can that guy who wants money dare to open his mouth and bet on a treasure?

but!

Master Qian knew nothing about the net worth of Master Xianyi.

Especially the master of immortal arts with terrifying attainments.

Of course, this is also the minimum limit for Fu Daodian to accept orders, so it is not a famous store in Xianyi Tianling Street.

therefore.

Instead, he gave Master Qian the illusion that he was nothing more than an immortal artist in Fu Dao Hall.

In the moment of thought.

The old white-haired Taoist Cheng Buzheng analyzed Qian Zhenren's little thoughts closely.

After he chuckled to himself, he didn't waste any time. He looked at Zheng Zhenren in front of him, nodded and said:

"Friend Dao Zheng, there is no need to go to such trouble!"

"Taiyuan Yidong's family is in the back hall. I will ask the seniors to come out."

"Sorry, fellow Taoist!"

Zheng Zhenren cupped his hands and said.

at the same time.

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng pretended to take out a transmission talisman and moved the corners of his mouth slightly...

In an instant.

The talisman held between his fingers shone with a faint red light.

Just tap lightly.

Next breath.

A stream of red light flashed across.

Looking again, the streamer has disappeared.

Such actions are nothing more than a cover-up used by the white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzi!

actually!

As early as Zheng Zhenren revealed his intention...

In the hall on the second floor of Fu Dao Hall, Wanhua Dao Shen, who was analyzing the spiritual ban, put down the jade slip in his hand and prepared to receive this 'big man' from the Immortal Alliance.

In the moment of thought.

The Wanhua Taoist body in the hall on the second floor disappeared with a flash of mysterious light under its feet.

Looking again, a figure appeared out of thin air in the front hall on the first floor.

See this.

Many monks in the front hall immediately bowed.

"I've met my boss!"

"Greetings, senior!"

"Meet the true king!"

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After all the monks paid their respects, Tai Yuanyi's eyes fell on Zheng Zhenren and said in a calm voice:

"My little friend, why do you want to see me?"

Hear the words.

Zheng Zhenren glanced at everyone from the corner of his eye, then bowed and said:

"Senior, this junior is conveying the order of the Immortal Alliance. Did you ask senior to find a secluded place?"

The order issued by the Immortal Alliance this time is related to rare and precious spiritual objects.

It was a treasure that even Nascent Soul cultivators were extremely jealous of, and there were so many people in the shop hall that the family background of the senior in front of him might be revealed!

Finally caused trouble...

When the time comes, the first responsibility will definitely fall on him.

so.

For the sake of stability, Zheng Zhenren did not dare to directly tell the secret order issued by the Immortal Alliance in public.

therefore.

He was also forced to do so, so he did not directly respond to the question of the real king in front of him, but asked to find a secluded place.

The power of the Yuanying monk is evident.

Even Jindan Zhenren, who comes from a top immortal sect, must always remain respectful when facing a strong Nascent Soul cultivator.

same!

Tai Yuanyi took a deep look at the junior in front of him, and seemed to feel the other person's worries. Then he nodded slightly and said calmly:

"Can!"

"You come with me!"

The words fell.

Taiyuan walked directly to the VIP room on one side without waiting for Zheng Zhenren's reply.

See this.

Zheng Zhenren felt relieved and followed immediately.

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