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Chapter 198 The face of a monk in the foundation-building period

one year later.

Baiyun City, Earth Fire Room.

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

Not long after.

The monk came to the street stall area and walked to a stall. The stall owner was a Taoist with a Taoist spirit.

At this time, the old Taoist was closing his eyes to rest.

suddenly.

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

"Goodbye, senior!"

"Senior, this is what you get from selling elixirs!"

With that said, the old Taoist took out a storage bag and handed it to the monk with a stern expression in front of him.

See this.

The stern-faced foundation-building monk didn't say anything. He directly took out a storage bag and threw it to the old Taoist.

immediately.

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

The surrounding stall owners, after seeing the foundation-building monk leaving, immediately gathered around Lao Dao's stall.

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

"Old Taoist, are you the one who sells elixirs for this senior?"

"good!"

The old Taoist nodded and smiled.

"No wonder you have an endless supply of elixirs for sale. It turns out there are seniors in the foundation building stage behind you!"

A cunning stall owner said:

"Zhang Daozhang, senior's rewards are quite a lot!"

Hear the words.

The old Taoist shook his head and said:

"Selling elixirs to seniors is a blessing for an experienced person."

"Senior's reward can only be barely enough for living expenses. After all, senior also has to practice."

"Fellow Taoist, I also want to help my seniors share their worries, and I hope you can convey this to me!"

"That's exactly what I mean."

·····

In an instant, a group of stall owners were all talking about sharing their worries for their seniors.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng knew that his goal had been achieved. Although this puppet did not leave Baiyun City, the methods of those vendors were not that simple.

Slander, false accusation... and a series of other small methods annoyed him endlessly.

These days, the business has dropped a lot, and the profits have also declined day by day, which has led to a long delay before selling the panacea.

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

However, being unable to do anything in Baiyun City made these stall owners fearful.

Only then did Senior Foundation Establishment arrive, and this scene unfolded.

With the intimidating power of the foundation-building monks, Cheng Bizheng believed that those small tricks would probably not be repeated in the future.

Even if they do, they can only come here secretly, and never dare to be as blatant as before.

After all, the face of the seniors in the foundation building stage is not something that just some Qi training stage disciples can touch.

Cheng Buzheng also expected the outcome after the Bao-shaped Puppet No. 1 arrived.

Just like the scene in front of them, the vendors wanted to get the source of the elixir and boarded the ship of the foundation-building seniors.

Regarding this.

Cheng Buzheng had already prepared several plans in his mind.

Immediately.

The old Taoist said with a smile:

"Since you all want to share your worries for our seniors, I will not stop you from your efforts."

Immediately, the old Taoist paused for a while, glanced around, and said:

"but··"

"I can be valued by seniors because, in addition to seniors' deep knowledge of Zhigen, there is also the spiritual stone for selling elixirs. I handed it over truthfully!"

"This statement is true!"

The cunning-looking stall owner didn't believe it.

The old Taoist glanced at the monk and said:

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

"I don't dare to deceive my senior!"

Hear the words.

The stall owners surrounding Lao Dao then left one after another.

They don't want to expose their heel, and the spiritual stones for selling the elixir must be turned over truthfully, and the spiritual stones they receive are all based on the rewards from their seniors.

The most important reason is that these stall owners are afraid of exposing their own identities.

Regarding this.

Cheng Buzheng had already expected it. If someone accepted his conditions, he wouldn't mind having another tool.

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

After all, setting up a stall also has costs.

But in the end, the sly-looking stall owner glanced at the leaving stall owner and said to the old man:

"Fellow Taoist, I also want to share the worries of my seniors, but I want to change the method?"

Hear the words.

The old Taoist roughly understood what the other party was thinking and said with a smile:

"Fellow Taoist, how do you want to change?"

"Fellow Taoist, can you sell the spiritual elixir first? After selling the elixir, you can then settle the spiritual stones. How about that?"

The sly-looking monk rubbed his hands and stared at him closely.

"This is impossible!"

The old Taoist shook his head quickly and said;

"It's not like I believe you. It's a magic pill. It's too precious. I can't make the decision!"

Immediately, the old Taoist changed his tone and said:

"How about the old Taoist asking the senior in person?"

Hear the words.

The sly-looking stall owner quickly stopped and said:

"Since it doesn't work, then there's no need to bother senior!"

Immediately, the sly-looking monk hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Cheng Buzheng also knew that some of them might be sincere, but most of them just wanted to get away with the money.

Therefore, he did not open his mouth.

What's more, the prices of elixirs are transparent, leaving little room for manipulation.

Because the elixirs for diligent cultivation are all hot-selling elixirs, and they can be easily sold as long as there are no rumors.

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

Even if there are rumors, it only takes a little more time.

Regarding this.

Cheng Buzheng's little calculation was very clear.

at the same time.

Baiyunmen, inside the canyon.

In the underground secret room, Cheng Buzheng was sitting cross-legged on the bed. His whole body was covered with a thick layer of light cocoon of spiritual energy, which was continuously absorbed into his body. Then a large amount of spiritual energy poured out from the spiritual vein nodes and gathered into a layer of light cocoon again.

Beside him, there was an empty jade bottle with a long neck.

suddenly.

Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the jade bed, opened his eyes, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and the cocoon of light gathered around him turned into light spots and dissipated.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng stood up and put away the jade bed.

Then, after taking a quick look, he turned into a black and white spiritual light and escaped upwards.

A ray of light flashed across the peaks of Baiyun and flew towards the entrance 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 sky in the distance.

At this moment, homesickness filled his heart.

Not long after.

A black and white spiritual light radiated from outside the Baiyun Mountains. Then, the spiritual light turned towards the small woods and fell down.

The spiritual light dissipated, and a stern-faced monk appeared in front of Cheng Bizheng.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng reached out and made a move, and a storage bag flew out of the opponent's arms and fell into his hand. Then he put away the treasure-shaped No. 1 puppet, turned into a spiritual light, and escaped underground.

Underground, two hundred feet deep, is a secret room.

Cheng Buzheng once again replenished his mana for the Bao-shaped No. 1 puppet.

Half a day later.

Cheng Buqian took out an empty storage bag and threw it to the stern-looking young man.

Immediately, two black and white spiritual lights split into two, one flew toward the entrance and exit of Baiyun Gate, and the other shot out of the Baiyun Mountains.


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