Cheng Buzheng looked at Jiang Fugui who looked depressed and said:
"Senior Brother Jiang, let's go!"
"Junior Brother Cheng," Jiang Fugui said in a low voice:
"Have a drink with me!"
See this.
Cheng Buzheng agreed directly without hesitation. Perhaps listening and drinking at this time is what Senior Brother Jiang needs most.
Everyone knows the truth, they just can’t see through it!
immediately.
The two of them sat on the dusty ground and drank one cup after another.
Jiang Fugui rambled on about the past.
Cheng Buzheng listened quietly without saying anything.
After a long time.
A jar of spiritual wine was consumed by two people, and not a drop of it was left!
Jiang Fugui, who seemed to have regained his vitality, suddenly stood up and said with a smile:
"Junior brother Cheng, thank you!"
Cheng Bu Zheng saw Jiang Fugui full of energy, as if he was back to before.
But he knew that this was just Jiang Fugui suppressing his sorrow and longing in his heart.
Or maybe this is a man!
Women can cry freely, vent their emotions, and pour out all their grievances, but men will not do this!
Maybe this is the nature of men!
Only the magical time can slowly dilute this longing and sadness, but the mark will never be erased!
immediately.
The two walked out of the dilapidated village one after the other.
The entrance to the village is composed of a narrow path between two hills.
Arriving at the entrance of the village, Jiang Fugui wanted to prevent anyone from disturbing Old Man Nan's resting place.
Immediately, he took action!
I saw Jiang Fugui flicking his fingers twice, and two three-foot-long sword energy slashed towards the entrance and exit of the small village, and on the mountainside on both sides.
"Boom...boom..."
The roar of falling rocks constantly echoed in the winding path.
The birds in the jungle on both sides of the mountain flap their wings in panic and fly into the distance.
The beast seemed to feel a great threat and kept running towards the distance.
The rocks kept rolling down.
After a while, the entire trail was filled with rocks.
From now on, there is no way in or out of this small mountain village.
See this.
The two people turned into two spiritual lights and disappeared into this remote mountain village.
After returning to the sect.
Cheng Buzheng took Qingyun Pill and continued to practice in seclusion, waiting for his upcoming journey.
What made him rather regretful was that he still did not have the spiritual stones to buy the elixir recipe and some magic techniques, which made his preparations not very complete.
But the remaining spiritual objects in his storage bag are of great use.
At this time, Cheng Buzheng was in a situation where nothing could be sold. The only two things he could take action were the Dingyan Pill and the Foundation Establishment Pill, but he did not dare to take action. Even if the opponent was a treasure tower, he still had no intention of taking action.
In fact, the value of Dingyan Pill is too great, and the benefits are very attractive.
Even though he was a foundation-building monk and the other party was a Treasure Tower with excellent reputation, he didn't have any confidence.
Unless he is promoted to the Golden Core stage one day, he will consider taking action!
The Foundation Establishment Pill was very rare, so he was reluctant to exchange these three pills for spirit stones.
It’s easy to sell, but hard to buy!
This day.
Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the jade bed, opened his black and white eyes, and a glimmer of crystal light flashed in his eyes.
Immediately.
He turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the secret room.
Ten miles away from Baiyun Gate, in a small forest.
A monk with a stern face stood there, and a black and white spiritual light suddenly flashed.
The aura dissipated, and Cheng Buzheng's figure was revealed.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng said nothing, and directly put away the Bao-shaped No. 1 puppet, and then returned to the sect again.
In the secret room.
Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the bed and took out all the spirit stones from the storage bag.
A large amount of spiritual stones were piled on the ground. This was the treasure-shaped No. 1 puppet. It was harvested in four months. Since there were no experienced puppets to sell, it could only be sold to shops, and the harvest of spiritual stones was also a little less.
Regarding this.
Cheng Buzheng was also quite satisfied.
At this time, there was not much time left before departure. Just in case, he was going to put away the puppet temporarily.
He saw more than 3,000 spiritual stones on the ground, plus the more than 7,000 spiritual stones he had obtained from selling elixirs before.
At this time, he had more than 10,000 spiritual stones, and he was a little eager to buy the six elixirs.
But thinking that these 10,000 spiritual stones were not enough, I immediately gave up the idea.
What's more, I don't know what the prices are over there in the Endless Sea. For the sake of follow-up plans, it's not advisable to spend a lot at this time!
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng divided the more than ten thousand yuan into two empty storage bags. One storage bag was placed in his sleeve, and the other was tied to his calf.
The silver-white storage bag was placed in his arms, and the front door storage bag was hung on his waist, which contained daily items.
After everything is settled.
Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the jade bed again and started practicing.
This day.
While Cheng Bu Zheng was practicing, bursts of white light shone in his arms.
Immediately, he sensed something, but he did not stop practicing immediately until the cycle was completed.
Cheng Buzheng stopped practicing, and the spiritual energy surrounding his body quickly dissipated.
He took out the jade talisman from his arms, and after injecting a burst of mana, a familiar voice came from the jade talisman:
"Hurry up and gather at Baiyun Peak!"
This is exactly the voice of the leader.
Cheng Buzheng also knew that this was a gathering notice informing him to take the Escape Boat and head to the Endless Sea.
"It's been a hundred years since I left! Everything that needs to be prepared is almost complete. I only have a small regret, but it's a pity that I didn't finish it before leaving."
Cheng Buzheng rubbed his chin and muttered in his mind, having several incomplete plans in his mind.
The main reason is that there is a lack of information about the Endless Sea. There is only a brief introduction to the third floor of the Sutra Pagoda, and there are no foundation-building monks he is familiar with. Otherwise, his plan can be more comprehensive.
At this point, we can only take one step at a time.
"It's a problem that you can't return to the sect openly within a hundred years. We can only see if there is a chance to come back with Dun Tianzhou in the future!"
After all, he is from a sect, and the mission he is sent to the Tiandao Alliance is not a distraction.
Although it takes a long time to perform the task, it is also an opportunity.
Of course, for Cheng Buzheng, this is not an opportunity, but a trouble.
Because of the teleportation array, he can go to the Endless Sea at any time, but it's just a waste of spiritual stones!
But Cheng Buzheng didn't dare to veto the ancestor's decision, and his arms couldn't break his thighs. He still knew this truth.
It would be great if a monk traded quotas with him at this time, then he could reluctantly agree!
Unfortunately, the ancestor made the decision on this list, and the news has spread long ago.
Those monks with their backs to the mountains, it is precisely because of this that there is no movement at all, otherwise those jackals would not be willing to give up this opportunity.
Unlike the last trial in the secret realm, I didn’t have the courage to participate in the trial, but my tactics were pretty good.
Relying on their backers, those moth monks forced them to take the results obtained by the monks who participated in the trial and trade them for foundation-building pills.
Cheng Bu Zheng had heard about this matter after he came out of seclusion. Afterwards, he found out that there were also moths trying to catch his attention. Fortunately, he had foresight and a thorough plan, so he was able to avoid the disaster.
I heard that there was a moth monk with a good background, who actually led a foundation-building monk to forcefully trade the foundation-building pill with a Qi-refining-stage disciple, and he actually succeeded in building the foundation.
The monk who was in the Qi training period was forced to trade for a Foundation Establishment Pill, and finally miraculously succeeded in establishing the Foundation with the aid of a Foundation Establishment Pill.
This rare event was widely rumored within the sect.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng put aside the complicated thoughts and began the journey of moving. After all, it is still unknown what the situation will be a hundred years from now.
The white marble floors that were once covered piece by piece were collected again, and even the tables and chairs were not pulled down.
When I came to the secret room, I took a look at the calligraphy and painting of dancing dragons and phoenixes.
Cheng Buzheng murmured:
"Xian, how difficult it is!"
"But I must appreciate the scenery from high places, even if I die!"
At the end of his speech, a look of determination flashed across his face.
Then he reached out and took down the calligraphy and painting and put it into his storage bag.
Not long after.
The cave became empty again.
Immediately, Cheng Buzheng also put away the early warning formation and the cave protection formation.
After a lot of work.
He checked it carefully again to make sure nothing was missing.
It turned into a spiritual light and flew towards Baiyun Peak.