After Uncle Huang came back, he did not leave immediately. Looking into the distance, he felt a burst of physical pain in his heart.
But his expression was calm, and there was nothing strange about him at all.
None of the many monks dared to urge him at this moment.
Although everyone has some speculation about this, we don’t know whether the result is good or bad.
At this moment, I boldly urge you, if the result is that everyone is happy, I'm afraid my uncle won't care. If the result is not satisfactory, I'm afraid I will suffer a lot.
A quarter of an hour later.
After Patriarch Huang calmed down, his eyes turned to Fairy Leng. He still knew something about this disciple.
Originally, he didn't want to pay too much attention to these trivial matters, but after considering the benefits and the prestige in his disciples' hearts... he made a decision in his heart.
After pondering for a while.
Patriarch Huang looked at Fairy Leng with a solemn expression and said;
"Shangguan Qingyu, you have eliminated the most demons this time and added to the glory of our sect. It can be said that you have made a great contribution."
"You would like to become my registered disciple."
"After you establish the foundation, I will officially accept you as an entry-level disciple. What do you think?"
Hear the words.
Fairy Leng frowned, her jade lips moved slightly, and said:
"Where is Master Ma's uncle?"
Uncle Huang said with a smile;
"Don't worry, these little things will be handled by our teacher, don't worry!"
After hearing this, many monks in Baiyun Sect were filled with envy and wished they could take their own lives, but they all knew that they could not compare with Fairy Leng.
After all, Fairy Leng is not only the core disciple of the sect, but also has the qualification of Ice Spirit Root. She is the ‘golden elixir seed’ in the sect, which cannot be compared with ordinary disciples.
Regarding this.
Cheng Buzheng secretly suspected that Uncle Huang had other plans. First of all, after Uncle Huang came back, he did not go back immediately. Instead, he pondered there for a while, although his face was calm.
But he knew that things were definitely not going well.
First, Uncle Huang must know what happened to Fairy Leng. From what he said just now, it can be determined that another uncle is involved.
Secondly, Uncle Huang didn't even mention the two foundation-building pills that Chengruo had received before.
Thirdly, there must be a relationship of interest in the enmity between Uncle Huang and another uncle.
It's definitely not because of Fairy Leng's excellent qualifications, otherwise she wouldn't have accepted her before, but now she would have accepted her.
At the same time, it was not because of Chengruo before, otherwise why was the Foundation Establishment Pill not mentioned.
In short, it must be related to the gains from this trial.
Perhaps Uncle Huang had this idea.
In Baiyun Sect, the master can receive any reward on behalf of the disciple.
Besides, with Fairy Leng's qualifications, one or two Foundation Establishment Pills are enough.
Moreover, Uncle Huang saved Fairy Leng's troubles, Fairy Leng should also know how to repay her.
As for the tortuous process involved, it is not enough for outsiders to understand.
Cheng Buzheng speculated with the greatest malice, and in the blink of an eye, countless thoughts turned around.
Shaoyan.
"Disciple, I have met Master!"
Fairy Leng bowed respectfully as a disciple, but her cold temperament did not change at all.
It seems that that cold temperament is natural, a temperament engraved in the bones, and it is essentially different from the appearance that is forced on oneself.
"good!"
Patriarch Huang looked pleased, then he stretched out his hand and an invisible force lifted Fairy Leng up. Then he said with a solemn expression:
"From today on, you are my disciple!"
"You don't need to worry about anything else. I'm here to support you."
"Thank you Master!"
Fairy Leng showed a trace of emotion on her face, and then it disappeared in a flash.
Hear the words.
Cheng Buzheng couldn't deny this. What he said now was just driven by interests!
As for how sincere it is, I'm afraid it's unclear.
Uncle Huang looked at the sky and said;
"Okay, it's getting late, let's go back!"
immediately.
Many monks once again stepped onto the back of Patriarch Huang's Black Ink Dragon, and three days later, returned to Baiyun Gate again.
Returning to the sect, Patriarch Huang took several uncles and flew directly towards Baiyun Peak.
Many disciples in the Qi training period separated and returned to their residences, waiting for three months to receive the spirit stones and foundation-building pills.
These three months are the time to refine Foundation Establishment Pills, and the sect does not have that many Foundation Establishment Pill reserves.
Returning to the wooden house, Cheng Buzheng stayed for a while and flew towards the door entrance again.
Baiyunmen, one mile away.
In the grove, a green lotus appeared in Cheng Buzheng's eyes, and then he looked around.
Lean less.
A thought moved my mind.
A black and white aura enveloped him and disappeared in an instant.
Ten days later.
A black and white spiritual light flashed in a canyon.
The black and white aura dissipated, and Cheng Buzheng's figure was revealed.
Cheng Buzheng stood in front of a stone wall, then glanced around and found that the surrounding gravel had not been crushed, and the position of the gravel had not changed in any way.
Seeing this, he felt slightly relieved.
Cheng Buzheng reached out and moved the stone wall in front of him, and then walked directly inside.
Not long after.
Cheng Buzheng came to the secret room, touched the storage bag on his waist, and dropped several spiritual stones into the teleportation array.
Immediately, the teleportation array was activated directly.
A flash of white light.
Cheng BuZheng's figure disappeared into the secret room.
In the secret realm, inside the teleportation room, a white light flashed.
Cheng Buzheng didn't waste any time. He cast a spell with both hands, closed the Small Four Elephant Formation, and put away all the items.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng rushed to Baiyun Gate day and night.
On the way back, he saw again:
Once upon a time, that young man married an old woman in her sixties for love.
At this time, the old woman had disappeared!
The handsome young man has now turned into a greasy uncle with a big belly, a beautiful girl in his arms, and a luxury car in the penthouse.
Like a winner in life.
Sure enough, love is so simple and pure!
Also saw:
That filial son, now his son, wanted to give his father a quiet and quiet place to retire.
At this time, he was working hard in a mountain valley to build a place for his father to cultivate himself and rest.
Sure enough, father's kindness and son's filial piety are passed down from generation to generation, and the fine traditions were perfectly inherited by his son.
Moreover, he is even more outstanding than his father!
Cheng Buzheng sighed quietly at the true love and beauty in the world!
With good wishes, he continued to rush towards the sect.
In less than ten days, he returned to the sect again.
After entering the sect, he walked directly to the underground fire room without stopping.
Then he said hello to Old Nan, who looked happy.
At this time, Cheng Buzheng had no intention of joking with the old man.
Without waiting for Old Man Nan to react, he hurriedly exchanged words with Old Man Nan, and then walked directly to the alchemy room.
Not long after.
Cheng Buzheng came to an alchemy room, opened the stone door directly, and then shot out a burst of magic power from his fingertips, and the stone door closed again.
He looked at the extremely familiar alchemy room in front of him, exhaled softly, walked directly to the futon, and sat down cross-legged.
Although alchemy was already familiar to him and was not unfamiliar at all, this time alchemy was related to his path.
At this time, there are a series of emotions in my heart such as excitement, excitement, worry, etc.
Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, calmed down for a long time before completely returning to his usual state of refining elixirs and feeling calm.
Then Cheng Buzheng opened his eyes with a calm look. He patted the storage bag and a small alchemy furnace appeared in his hand.
immediately.
He raised his right hand, and the alchemy furnace rose up in the wind. It was placed on three stone piers without fail, and then he took out thirty-six jade boxes and arranged them in front of him.
I saw him creating a spell with both hands, and the earthly fire turned into tiny pillars of fire, warming the alchemy furnace.
A quarter of an hour later.
The temperature inside and outside the alchemy furnace reached the appropriate stage, and Cheng Buzheng started refining the elixir without hesitation.
Each elixir, in order, refines the essence of the elixir.
These operations were nothing more than trivial matters for Cheng Buzheng, but he did not dare to be careless.
Then, according to the medicinal properties, two groups of essence, five groups of essence, seven groups of essence, etc., more or less several groups of elixir essence are fused together. If the medicinal properties conflict, neutral elixir essence is added to reconcile, and then according to the
The medicinal properties are integrated one by one.
Once, there is a little disharmony, the temperature is not enough, or the proportions are a little wrong, and the control of the spiritual consciousness and the rhythm of the hand skills are not consistent.
As long as one mistake is made, the entire pot of elixir will be completely scrapped.
Fortunately, Cheng Buzheng's mastery of this elixir formula had reached its peak level, so he got through it safely without any accidents.
At this time, there is only a large ball of medicinal liquid essence in the alchemy furnace. The divine consciousness cooperates with the manual skills to divide the medicinal liquid essence into ten groups. Each mass of medicinal liquid essence needs to maintain the previous proportional structure.
As long as there is a little more or less, the proportion and the structure of the liquid will be slightly different.
This liquid medicine was completely useless, and the refined elixir was also a useless elixir.
A full month passed before the alchemy was completed.
Cheng Buzheng looked at the ten round pills in his hand. Each pill was the same size, about the same size as a fingernail. It exuded a faint halo. Only one pill was dim in color. If he looked carefully, he could see that the pills were all over the body.
There are several tiny cracks.
This is exactly a waste pill. This is also the first time Cheng Bu Zheng refined the Foundation Establishment Pill, and the technique was a bit unfamiliar, resulting in the result.
Regarding this.
Cheng Buzheng did not hesitate and directly packed the elixirs and put away the alchemy furnace.
Immediately.
He stood up, magic power surged in his Dantian, his whole body was shaken, and a scent of Dantian came from his body.
At the same time, a flame appeared on Cheng Buzheng's fingertips. Under the injection of mana, the flames expanded wildly, and then with a flick of his finger, the elixir fragrance was burned into nothingness.
Afterwards, Cheng Buzheng looked around, thought for a while, and after confirming that there were no flaws, he left the alchemy room directly.