Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Xianmeng City.

Cheng Buzheng strolled along the bustling streets and walked towards Xianfu Lingshan.

Not long.

He came to the Immortal Mansion Lingshan, on the huge square below.

Many monks turned into streaks of spiritual light, shuttling between the square and the towering Immortal Mansion Lingshan.

At the edge of the square, there are monks sitting cross-legged, but they are all monks in the Qi training period, and one of them is a middle-aged monk with a gentle face.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, as if he was waiting for something. Although his face was calm, his heart was filled with anxiety.

Why!

When will the ancestor come back?

Been waiting for more than a month.

Apparently, more than a month's time has worn away a lot of his patience.

The same is true for those monks on the edge of the square.

Either waiting for someone, or conveying a message!

After all, the sound transmission symbol has a distance limit.

As for high-quality sound transmission symbols, these juniors cannot afford them.

And for the people behind, those high-ranking monks, left and right is just a waste of some little monk's time, and it's just a matter of one sentence!

Compared with high-quality sound transmission notes.

This is significantly more cost-effective.

Of course, if those high-level monks were wasting their time, they wouldn't care about the consumption of a sound transmission jade talisman.

After all, the time of senior monks is more precious.

There are exceptions, that is, some wealthy monks are not in this category.

But no matter where, the rich are always only a small part, and the poor are the majority.

Even in the world of cultivating immortals, it is the same.

now.

Cheng Buzheng glanced around the square subconsciously, then turned into a ray of spiritual light, soared into the sky, and flew towards the circular avenue where the cave was located.

On the seventh-floor circular avenue, a mysterious light flashed.

The mysterious light dissipated, and Cheng Buzheng's figure appeared. Looking at the cave in front of him, there was a stream of red light rushing across the white light curtain.

Big hand wave!

The light curtain dissipated, and he grasped the red streamer in the palm of his hand, revealing a red sound transmission talisman.

Immediately, Cheng Buzheng walked into the cave.

With a flash of inspiration, the white light curtain once again covered the cave.

In the cave hall, Cheng Buzheng looked at the talisman in his hand, frowning slightly.

who is it?

No one should know about this cave, right?

The previously rented Dongfu has been returned. This is the newly rented Dongfu after a recent change of appearance?

You probably don't recognize this face, do you?

Could it be that someone has been staring at it?

Or are you going to get straight to the point now, trying to win me over?

After all, the attainments in refining equipment revealed before are by no means trivial.

Cheng Buzheng's eyes flickered, looking at the sound transmission talisman in his hand, the thoughts in his heart were unknowingly distorted to the sky.

"I really want to see who has the ability to see through my own treasure."

Ordinary Golden Core cultivators absolutely do not have this ability.

A trace of mana was injected into the sound transmission symbol.

A familiar voice sounded in front of him.

"Little guy, it turned out to be you!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Cheng Buzheng's mouth.

Lean less.

The familiar voice dissipated, and Cheng Buzheng also understood what was going on?

Immediately, the corners of Cheng Buzheng's mouth twitched a few times, and he stretched out his hand to flick it!

Step forward!

Sitting on the chair above, he waited.

Almost at the same time.

A stream of red light shot obliquely down from the seven-story circular avenue.

less Yan.

A group of white clouds flew slowly from the square below, on which stood a middle-aged monk with an elegant face.

The white cloud floated to the circular avenue on the seventh floor and fell lightly.

At the same time, the white clouds dissipated.

The middle-aged monk stepped forward and came to a cave.

The white light curtain seemed to sense a visitor, and it dissipated automatically, revealing a passage.

After crossing the short passage, the middle-aged monk came to the hall and saw a monk with an unfamiliar face sitting on the throne above.

Although the aura and face are different from those of the ancestor, he is very familiar with that look.

Immediately, he straightened his face and said respectfully:

"Meet the ancestor."

Although Cheng Liu's face was respectful, his heart was full of shock.

He didn't expect that after only a dozen years, when he met again, the ancestor had successfully formed a pill.

What kind of talent is that?

What a chance?

This was also his first reaction,

Immediately, he thought about it again, whether he was in the endless sea, and he had a backer.

Backed by Golden Core monks, as long as he doesn't mess with those monks with deep backgrounds, almost no one will trouble him.

After wandering in the endless sea for many years, he clearly knows that there is no background and background difficulties.

Among them, the precarious casual cultivation is the most obvious.

Not only that, but what you ask for in this trip, you may get more.

In the blink of an eye, many distracting thoughts flashed across his mind.

Sitting upright, Cheng Buzheng looked at the middle-aged monk with an unfamiliar face, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he said:

"good!"

"It seems that you have indeed remembered my words in your heart, very good!"

"sit down!"

"No need to be restrained."

Hearing this, the middle-aged monk immediately knew that this was the ancestor he was familiar with, and it hadn't changed at all.

Obviously, what the ancestor praised was definitely not just his cultivation to the peak of Qi training.

Otherwise, the improvement of cultivation base alone would not be seen by the ancestors of Jindan today.

It is precisely because he integrated the way of prudence into his usual words and deeds.

After Cheng Liu sat down.

Sitting on the throne above, Cheng Buzheng continued:

"It seems that you have practiced the transfiguration technique well, and you have also incorporated secular disguise methods. I didn't notice anything strange from a quick glance in the square before."

"It can be seen. You must have worked hard, and this momentum must continue."

"However, don't delay your cultivation. Improving your cultivation is the most important thing for a monk. You must not reverse the beginning and the end."

"But over the years, you have been able to cultivate to the peak of Qi training, and you can understand the truth after thinking about it, so I won't say more."

"Look at your thick breath, the foundation has been polished!"

"Thank you, ancestor, for your love!"

Cheng Liu nodded, cupped his hands and said:

"Reporting to the ancestor, Liu'er had already cultivated to the peak of Qi training five years ago, and it was not until a few days ago that he completely succeeded in laying down the foundation."

It's easy to say, but the suffering is insignificant to outsiders.

Over the years, he has suffered a lot.

A spirit stone, I wish I could split it into two pieces to spend.

In order to cultivate to the peak of the Qi refining period, the resources spent are twenty times that of ordinary people.

Fortunately, he still chose "Five Elements Only Me Jue". If he had chosen the final version of "Five Elements Heaven Jue", he would probably still be spinning around at the seventh level of Qi training?

This is still the worldly building, coupled with the benefits of alchemy, this is not enough to cultivate the current state.

It is because I hope that one day, the immortal journey will go further, so I choose this exercise, so as to lay a solid foundation.

If there is no expectation for the immortal journey...

Perhaps, I chose that day, the simplest exercise.