Two spiritual lights fell in front of an exquisite courtyard.
Jiang Siling and Jiang Fugui looked at the courtyard in front of them, but they were enveloped by a silky and thin layer of formation.
See this.
Jiang Siling cast a spell with both hands, and a white light shot out from her fingertips, wrapping around the large formation in front of her.
Lean less.
An arched gate-shaped gap appeared in front of the two people.
"Let's go!"
Jiang Siling whispered, then took the lead into the formation and walked towards the hall.
Not long after, the two came to the hall.
Jiang Siling played a magic formula with both hands, and a light curtain appeared in the hall. As the magic formula kept changing, scenes were unfolded one after another.
Sudden.
"Stop!" Jiang Fugui shouted quickly:
"That was Junior Brother Cheng just now. Little sister, please turn to the previous scene!"
Jiang Siling flipped the magic formula in his hand again, and in the light screen, a monk with a slender figure, wearing gray robes, black hair flying in the wind, and a jade-like face was rushing to the hall along the road to get to the scene.
"Is it him?" Jiang Siling pointed at the monk in the light curtain and said.
"Um!"
Jiang Fugui responded in a low voice.
immediately.
The two of them said nothing and watched quietly until Cheng Buzhu walked out of the courtyard and disappeared into the light curtain.
"Brother!" Jiang Siling said a little disappointed:
"Please give this storage bag to Junior Brother Cheng for me and apologize to him on behalf of my little sister."
"You'd better go in person!" Jiang Fugui sighed in a low voice, and then said:
"Little sister, since we have met, it would seem a bit overreaching for me to go, but it would seem more sincere for you to go."
"Also, don't ask Grandpa Second about this matter. Let's end it here!"
"As far as I know, Junior Brother Cheng is also quite afraid of trouble."
Jiang Fugui has some pointers.
Hear the words.
Jiang Siling also knew what it meant, so she did not reject Jiang Fugui's proposal.
"Okay, little sister, let's go now." Jiang Siling, who was just about to make a move, paused and said:
"Brother, where does Junior Brother Cheng live?"
"Canyon No. 3, wooden house No. 378." Jiang Fugui said with some waning interest.
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Cheng Buzheng, who was in seclusion, had no idea that Jiang Xian was about to visit him.
one year later.
Secret realm, teleportation room.
Cheng Buzheng was sitting cross-legged on the jade bed, with several empty long-necked porcelain vases scattered beside him.
suddenly.
His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he opened his black and white eyes. The thick cover of spiritual energy gathered around him quickly dissipated.
"Hey~ I have reached the peak of the seventh level of Qi training. It has been some time and my magic power has been polished for a long time. I still haven't seen the breakthrough key. Do I want to risk a breakthrough?"
Cheng Buzheng looked a little disappointed and murmured in his heart.
In the past, he had always sought stability, and it always happened naturally. The opportunity for a breakthrough naturally appeared, and then he made another breakthrough.
However, there is not much time left for him now, and he cannot help but move forward steadily.
"Now, it's almost a year. It's time to go back to the sect and complete this year's tasks."
"Take this opportunity and wait a little longer. Half a year, just half a year. After half a year, there is still no chance for a breakthrough, so we can only risk a breakthrough."
Cheng Bu Zheng murmured in a low voice.
Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng immediately stood up, put away the jade bed, and strode towards the teleportation array.
When he came to the secret room in the canyon, he looked around and walked directly to the passage. After exiting the passage, he restored the stone wall to its original state.
A thought moved my mind.
A black and white spiritual light enveloped him, and in the blink of an eye, Cheng Bu Zheng disappeared.
Half a month later.
Ten miles away from Baiyun Gate, in the woods, a black and white spiritual light suddenly flashed.
Cheng Buzheng glanced briefly, then cast a spell with both hands, and a gray spiritual cloud rose from under his feet.
A gray spiritual light flew towards the entrance and exit of Baiyun Gate.
After entering the sect's station, Cheng Buzheng flew directly to Lingfu Pavilion.
Then he rushed to the underground fire room, said hello to Old Man Nan, made some handovers, and walked directly to the alchemy room.
One month later.
Cheng Buzheng left the alchemy room with a full harvest and had a good time with Old Man Nan.
After leaving the Earth Fire Room, Cheng Buzheng walked directly to Fenglu Pavilion, handed over the task, and obtained a hundred spiritual stones.
Then, Cheng Bu fought out of Baiyun Gate.
Arriving at a small forest ten miles away from Baiyun Gate, Cheng Buzheng patted his storage bag, and a doll appeared in his hand, and then he raised his right hand.
An old Taoist with a Taoist spirit appeared in front of him, and Cheng Buzheng threw a storage bag to the old Taoist.
The old Taoist Taoist who took the Taoist Immortal Wind from the storage bag said nothing and made a spell with both hands.
After one breath.
A black and white aura enveloped the old man.
In the blink of an eye, Puppet Tool No. 1 disappeared.
Back in the canyon, Cheng Buzheng walked towards the wooden house, opened the door and saw a jade slip inside the door.
Cheng Buzheng's dantian surged, and a gray mana shot out from his fingertips, wrapping the jade slip.
Regarding this.
Cheng Buzheng was also quite curious. Who would remember him because he was such a transparent person? However, he did not immediately use his spiritual consciousness to check. There were countless plots against people in the world of immortality, and he could not help but have an extra mind.
A thought moved my mind.
A gray crystal-like shield enveloped him.
Cheng Buzheng reached out and knocked on the protective cover.
"when!"
A clear and sweet voice sounded in his ears.
See this.
He couldn't help but feel relieved. He believed that with this layer of shield, those assassinating spells, poisonous insects and the like would definitely not be able to break through his shield.
As for the Master Uncle in the Foundation Establishment Stage, there is no need to go to such trouble to plot against him, a young monk in the Qi Refining Stage.
immediately.
He cast a light detection technique and saw that the jade slips glowed with white light, and many words emerged from the jade slips.
Lean less.
After Cheng Buzheng finished reading, he knew that this was a letter of apology. The person who wrote this letter was none other than Fairy Jiang, Jiang Siling, one of the three immortal flowers of Baiyun Gate.
The general idea was that she had learned everything about Master Jiang's actions, expressed her apologies, and hoped that he would tell her when he came back, and she would definitely visit him to apologize.
In the jade slip, she also mentioned that she would not tell Uncle Jiang about this matter, and asked him not to worry.
Regarding this.
Cheng Buzheng knew that he was in trouble. Fairy Jiang, one of the three fairy flowers of Baiyun Sect, came to visit. This would arouse the hostility of many fellow sect members, which was not a good thing.
If some rumors spread, he might be attacked by evil hands when he goes out, although he is not afraid of his fellow disciples taking action against him.
However, the relationships within the sect are complicated. Once he kills one of his admirers, if Uncle Foundation Architect is involved again, then he will have to live.
After seeing this jade slip, Cheng Buzheng originally wanted to polish his magic power within the sect, but he immediately gave up the idea and prepared to return to the secret realm to polish his magic power so that he could be promoted to the eighth level of Qi training as soon as possible.
He pretended that he had not seen this letter before, and then he gently held it, and the jade simplified into jade sand, slipping from his fingertips.
Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng didn't even sit down. He turned around, closed the wooden door again, and walked out.