Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

one year later.

Baiyun City, ground fire room.

A monk with a stern face walked out of the underground fire room expressionlessly.

Not long.

The monk came to the street stall area and walked to a stall. The owner of the stall was a veteran Taoist.

At this time, the old Taoist was closing his eyes and recuperating.

suddenly.

The old Taoist opened his eyes, stood up quickly, and said respectfully:

"Goodbye, senior!"

"Senior, this is the proceeds from selling pills!"

With that said, the old Taoist took out a storage bag and handed it to the grim-looking monk in front of him.

See here.

The stern-faced monk at the Foundation Establishment Period took out a storage bag and threw it to the old Taoist without saying a word.

immediately.

The young monk with a stern face turned around and walked out.

The stall owners around saw the foundation-building monk leaving, and immediately gathered in front of the old way's stall.

A middle-aged monk, with a hint of envy in his eyes, said:

"Old Daoist, are you going to help this senior sell pills?"

"good!"

The old man nodded and smiled.

"No wonder, you have a steady stream of pills for sale, so it turns out that the seniors of the Foundation Establishment Stage are behind it!"

A cunning stall owner said:

"President Zodiac, the rewards of seniors are quite a lot!"

heard the words.

The old man shook his head and said:

"Helping seniors to sell spirit pills is the blessing of the old Taoist."

"Senior's reward can only be barely enough for daily life, after all, senior also has to practice."

"Fellow Daoist, I also want to help the seniors share their worries, and I hope that Fellow Daoist will convey it!"

"I have exactly the same intention."

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In an instant, a group of stall owners were chattering about wanting to share the worries of the seniors.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng knew that his goal had been achieved. Although this puppet did not leave Baiyun City, those peddlers' methods were not so simple.

Slandering, framing... and a series of small tricks annoyed him endlessly.

These days, the business has dropped a lot, and the benefits are also declining day by day, resulting in a long delay before selling the panacea.

It was precisely because his business was so good a few days ago that he was envied by others and affected the interests of many stall owners, so they joined forces to boycott him.

However, they couldn't do anything in Baiyun City, which made these stall owners afraid.

Only then did Senior Foundation Establishment come, this scene.

With the deterrent power of the monks in the foundation building period, Cheng Buzheng believes that those small tricks in the future may not be staged again.

Even if there is, I can only come secretly, and never dare to be as blatant as before.

After all, the face of the seniors in the Foundation Establishment Stage is not something that some disciples in the Qi Cultivation Stage can fathom.

Cheng Buzheng also predicted the ending of the treasure-shaped No. 1 puppet.

Just like the scene before them, the peddlers wanted to get the source of the panacea, and they boarded the big boat of the seniors in the foundation establishment period.

To this.

Cheng Buzheng had already prepared several plans in his heart.

Immediately.

The old man smiled and said:

"Since everyone wants to share the worries of the seniors, I will not stop you from fighting hard."

Immediately, Lao Dao paused for a moment, glanced around, and said:

"but··"

"This old man can be valued by seniors. Apart from seniors' deep knowledge, there is also the sale of spirit stones for elixir. This old man handed in the truth!"

"This statement is true!"

The stall owner with a treacherous face was a little disbelieving.

The old Taoist glanced at the monk and said:

"Everyone, if you don't believe me, if you have a chance to meet senior, you can ask!"

"This old man dare not lie to seniors!"

heard the words.

The stall owners surrounding the old Taoist then took their leave one after another.

They don't want to expose their own heels, and the spirit stones sold for the panacea have to be handed in truthfully, and the spirit stones they get are all rewarded by their seniors.

The main reason is that these stall owners are afraid of exposing their heels.

To this.

Cheng Buzheng had expected it a long time ago, if someone accepted his conditions, he wouldn't mind having one more tool person.

Obviously, no monk is willing to make such a choice.

After all, setting up a stall also has costs.

But in the end, the cunning stall owner glanced at the departing stall owner, and said to the old Taoist voice:

"Fellow Daoist, I also want to share the worries of seniors, but I want to change the way?"

heard the words.

The old Taoist roughly understood the other party's thoughts, and said with a smile:

"Friend Daoist, how do you want to change?"

"Fellow Daoist, can you sell the elixir first, and after selling the elixir, then settle the spirit stones, how about it?"

The cunning monk rubbed his hands, staring at him tightly and said.

"This is impossible!"

The old man quickly shook his head and said;

"It's not that the old man believes in you, it's really a panacea, it's too precious, and the old man can't make the decision!"

Immediately, the old Taoist changed his tone and said:

"How about the old Taoist going to ask the senior himself?"

heard the words.

The sly stall owner quickly stopped and said:

"Since it doesn't work, then don't bother seniors!"

Immediately, the monk with a treacherous face quickly bid farewell and left.

Cheng Buzheng also knew that there might be some sincerity, but most of them wanted to run away with money.

Therefore, he did not open the door.

What's more, the prices of elixir are all transparent, and there is little room for manipulation.

Because the elixirs of intensive cultivation are all hot-selling elixirs, as long as there are no gossips, they can be sold easily.

There is no need for him to lower the price and wholesale it to hawkers.

Even with gossip, it just takes a little longer.

To this.

The small calculation in Cheng Buzheng's heart was clear and clear.

at the same time.

Baiyun Gate, inside the canyon.

In the underground secret room, Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, was covered with a thick cocoon of spiritual energy, which was continuously absorbed into the body, and then a large amount of spiritual energy gushed out from the nodes of the spiritual veins again, gathering into a layer of light cocoon again.

Beside him was an empty long-necked jade bottle.

suddenly.

Sitting cross-legged on the jade bed, Cheng Buzheng opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the light cocoons gathered around his body turned into spots of light and dissipated.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng stood up and put away the jade bed.

Then, after taking a look, he directly turned into a black and white aura and fled upwards.

A flash of spiritual light flashed across the peaks of Baiyun, and flew towards the entrance and exit of the sect.

Ten miles away from Baiyun Gate, in a small forest.

Cheng Buzheng stood with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the distant sky.

At this moment, homesickness filled his heart.

Not long.

A black and white flowing aura came from outside the Baiyun Mountains, and then, the aura turned to the grove and fell.

The aura dissipated, and a monk with a stern face appeared in front of Cheng Buzheng.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand, and a storage bag flew out of the opponent's arms and fell into his hand, and then put away the treasure-shaped No. 1 puppet, turned into a ray of light, and fled underground.

Underground, two hundred feet deep, a secret room.

Cheng Buzheng once again replenished mana for the No. 1 puppet of Baozi.

After half a day.

Cheng Buqiu took out an empty storage bag and threw it to the grim-faced young man.

Immediately, the two black and white auras split into two, one flew towards the entrance and exit of the Baiyun Gate, and the other shot out of the Baiyun Mountain Range.