Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Xianmeng City, the refining room.

Cheng Buzheng sitting cross-legged on the futon!

After a long time.

Only then did he open his eyes, his eyes were piercing, and it seemed that his condition had returned to its peak.

immediately.

He turned his eyes and landed in the center of the dozen or so whirlwinds.

At this point, the liquid has solidified.

With a wave of his hand, the whirlwind dissipated.

All kinds of spiritual materials were put into storage bags by him.

At the same time, rows of jade boxes appeared in front of him.

The jade box automatically opens without wind.

Pieces of colorful spiritual materials, full of aura, lay quietly in the jade box.

With a thought.

The pieces of spiritual material in the jade box were arranged in an orderly manner and shot into the Great Wilderness Furnace.

The seal formula is played.

The ground fire was raging.

Cheng Buzheng watched calmly. The Great Wilderness Furnace in front of him did not move except for the dancing of his hands.

The temperature of the ground fire changes with the changes of the Yin Jue.

Time passed day by day.

While Cheng Buzheng was sitting cross-legged in the refining room, refining soul puppets and teleportation disks.

Xianmeng City, Teleportation Hall.

A middle-aged monk with an elegant face walked out. Although he had a calm demeanor, he was actually a monk at the peak of Qi training.

He glanced at the bustling and bustling city of Xianmeng. Although there was a warm smile on the surface, he was scolding in his heart.

Black, too dark.

Sending it once actually cost half a year's income of the Dust Building.

If it is not necessary in the future, it will never be sent again.

Um!

No, the ancestor is not short of this spirit stone.

In the future, if something happens, let the ancestor come to Minghua Immortal City. My little wealth is not enough to make a fuss about.

The elegant middle-aged monk walked towards a certain destination while muttering inwardly.

An hour later.

The middle-aged monk came to a row of attics and walked straight to one of the attics.

In this attic, there are a few gleaming characters written on the plaque above, 'Dongfu Rental Pavilion'.

The middle-aged monk entered the hall and saw a few monks who were handling the handover business of the cave.

He glanced at the few monks in the window.

suddenly.

He changed his footsteps and walked straight to a window.

There was a young monk sitting inside, and the other windows were full of old monks.

Judging from his many years of negotiating experience, as long as he is not arrogant and domineering monks, younger-faced monks in the world of immortality are easier to negotiate than those older-faced monks.

Especially, monks in the Qi training period.

Although as the owner, he doesn't usually take care of things, but he has also dealt with a lot of quarrels.

There is still a certain level of negotiation experience.

With a warm smile on his face, the middle-aged monk came to an empty window.

The young monk sitting inside was drowsy.

"Bro!"

The middle-aged monk yelled softly.

The sound was neither loud nor small, just enough to disturb the sleepiness of the young monk.

The sleepy young monk was not angry because of this, after all, this position is very important, and there is a lot of money, especially when high-ranking monks are often greeted.

Therefore, attitude is very important.

This point was especially emphasized by the old monks who were training them when they took up their posts, and even narrated a few examples.

It is precisely because of this that no monk dares to neglect.

A monk who can rent a cave residence in Lingshan, the fairy mansion, is not an ordinary monk.

After all, very few monks would be willing to rent a cave, especially since this is Xianmeng City, where there are huge spiritual veins.

The price, of course, will not be cheap.

Thinking of this, the young monk smiled and said:

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to lease the cave?"

With a smile on his face, the middle-aged monk shook his head and said:

"That's not it?"

Seeing the young monk, he showed some doubts, and continued:

"Fellow Daoist, a friend of our ancestors practiced here, so I would like to ask you to help find out where the cave is."

As he said that, a few spirit stones rolled out of the middle-aged monk's wide sleeves.

See here.

The expression of the young monk changed. This was a violation of the rules and regulations of the Dongfu Management Pavilion. If there was any trouble, he would be the one who was unlucky.

What's more, just a few spirit stones just want me to violate the principles of life and work.

Who do you look down on?

However, do you want to blackmail a dozen Lingshi?

According to the old senior, it should be possible, otherwise the monks from the Dharma Protection Department will arrest him.

Forget it, if you encounter a character who is not easy to mess with, he will be the one who will be unlucky in the end.

That's all, that's all!

In the blink of an eye, many small calculations flashed through his mind, and he finally chose to calm down.

Seeing the young monk's expression change, the middle-aged monk seemed to have thought of something, and immediately said:

"Brother, don't get me wrong."

"I really came here to find someone, not to find out the details."

"My name is Jiang Liu, my family ancestor's friend, and that senior's name is Jiang Du."

"That senior, there should be a message."

"Brother, why don't you take a look."

Cheng Liu said with a smile on his face.

See here.

The young monk glanced at Cheng Liu suspiciously, and seeing the other party's swearing appearance, he believed it in his heart.

Immediately, he opened the mouth and said:

"Hold on!"

As he spoke, he took out a piece of jade slip, and checked it with his spiritual sense.

Lean less.

The young monk put down the jade slip in his hand, and it was confirmed.

There is indeed a message in the jade slip, and the name is exactly the same as the person said.

According to the Jade Slips, the monk named Jiangdu rented a Grade C cave, which was only available to Jindan monks.

Unexpectedly, the ancestor of this seemingly amiable middle-aged monk was actually a Jindan real person.

Otherwise, the ancestor of this family, the monk who befriended him, could not be a golden core monk.

Different levels, different circles!

Immediately afterwards.

The young monk told Cheng Liu the location of the cave where Cheng Buzheng's alias Jiang Du was located.

During the conversation, the young monk looked at the few spirit stones on the table intentionally or unintentionally.

See here.

Cheng Liu smiled slightly and said:

"Thank you for your convenience, brother. Let's treat these few spirit stones as my reward!"

"Don't forget to postpone."

Small favors and small favors are always the best way to solve small troubles.

Even, sometimes those small favors and favors will get unexpected gains.

Therefore, over the years, Cheng Liu has become more calm and familiar with such small methods.

Immediately afterwards.

Cheng Liu bid farewell to the young monk, turned around and left.

Looking at Cheng Liu's back, the young monk couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"As expected of a monk who came out of the Golden Core Immortal Clan."

"The tutoring is really good!"

"Even if it is a member of the Qi training clan, not only does he not have the slightest sense of domineering, but he is like a breeze."

"As expected of a big family."

After flipping through the pages, the young monk smiled and put away a few spirit stones on the table.

His movements are very proficient, it can be seen that he does not do less in normal times.

This is also usually a source of oil and water.

the other side.

Cheng Liu, who had left the attic, went straight to the cave where Cheng Buzheng was located without delay.