In a remote alley, the cold-faced old man passed by Cheng Buzheng, and the storage bag in his sleeve had disappeared.
That storage bag contained the magic weapon that had just been refined.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng walked directly towards Xianfu Lingshan.
The days are passing by!
Since the first order of ‘Yuan Lai Weapon Refining Shop’ was completed, more and more monks have come to visit!
Cheng Buzheng has more room to choose to refine the magic weapon!
The longer the time goes by, the better the reputation of ‘Yuanlai Weapon Refining Shop’ will become.
certainly.
The spiritual materials and spiritual stones collected by Cheng Buzheng are also constantly rising!
Wealth is also increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A year has passed!
Two years have passed!
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Sixteen years later.
Immortal Mansion Lingshan, in a certain cave.
A slender young man sat cross-legged on the bed, raising his head and looking out, as if his eyes could see through the cave and see the scenery outside.
He murmured to himself:
"Sixteen years... Don't you need to go out on an adventure? Don't you need to perform a mission? Don't you need to go out to look for opportunities?"
"You can't reach the peak of your current realm by simply practicing hard in your lifetime?"
"However, he still admires that person's perseverance!
In the past sixteen years, except for going to the refining room for a month every six months, that person spent the rest of his time practicing hard."
"It's no wonder that the one who can cultivate to the golden elixir stage can still complete the extremely dangerous mission of the Immortal Alliance?"
"However, his luck has come to an end!"
Being targeted by True Lord Nascent Soul, is there anything left to do?
good!
He is a member of the Huangfu Immortal Clan, and was sent here by Huangfu Ancestor to keep an eye on him.
However, over the years, Cheng Buzheng has not taken any action at all. Not to mention carrying out the tasks of the Immortal Alliance, he has not even taken a step in the Immortal Alliance City in the past sixteen years.
Even so, he was not in a hurry.
With the family's subsidies, he hopes this life can last longer.
The ancestor is not in a hurry, and he is even less anxious.
It can be seen that in the world of immortality, if a spiritual stone is said to be worth a spiritual stone, it is very valuable, but if it is said that it is not worth a spiritual stone, it is also not worth a spiritual stone.
The surveillance alone lasts for sixteen years.
It can also be seen from this that the high-level monks do not take this time seriously at all.
In the secular world, these sixteen years are the most precious golden time in a young man's life.
But now he is in a hurry, all his training qualifications have been used up!
at this time!
A figure walked out of a cave below, walked to the circular avenue in front of the cave, and then turned into a mysterious light and flew towards the square below.
Although he glanced at the back from the corner of his eye, he knew that that direction was exactly the target he wanted to follow.
It's not that he doesn't want to keep observing, it's because the monk's spiritual sense is too easy to photograph, and he is only a foundation-building monk, but the target he wants to track is a real person in the golden elixir realm.
As long as he glances a few more times, he will definitely be noticed by that strong man.
Therefore, he quickly glanced at it with his peripheral vision.
"Isn't that right? The half-year deadline has not yet arrived!"
"How many months are left?"
When the young monk saw Cheng Buzheng going out, he was very confused.
After sixteen years of observation, he knew Cheng Buzheng's daily actions as clearly as if he could read the lines on the palm of his hand!
Even more clearly than Cheng Buzheng himself.
wrong!
Could it be...?
Does this abnormal behavior mean that his tracking mission has taken a turn for the better?
This thought crossed his mind, and the premonition became stronger.
Thinking of this, the young monk quickly stood up and walked out.
A flash of light flashed.
The young man landed on the square below Lingshan Mountain in Xianfu.
Along the way, the young monk followed from a distance. After a while, he dared to take a quick glance with his peripheral vision.
soon!
The young monk discovered something was wrong. This was not the direction Cheng Buzheng often went to the stall area, or the direction inside the Dihuo room.
In this direction, except for the Teleportation Hall, which is the most well-known, there are no other special shops, they are all ordinary shops.
There is nothing special about the countless shops in this vast Immortal Alliance City.
"Is it going to the Teleportation Hall?"
The young monk had a delighted question in his heart.
I have used up all my training resources, and I am just about to complete the mission and get the reward from my ancestor. The timing is perfect.
At this time, he was still very happy in his heart.
Not long after.
The young monk followed Cheng Buzheng into the teleportation hall, a teleportation hall.
He saw with his own eyes that after Cheng Buzheng stepped onto the teleportation formation, he quickly separated from the monks lining up and walked out of the hall.
Outside the hall, a young monk walked quickly forward in a spacious passage.
Soon, he arrived in front of the central hall. There was a large plaque hanging on the door outside the hall, with several ethereal and beautiful characters written on it: "Teleport Hall - Zhenhai City".
The young monk didn't delay at all and directly joined the queue.
Not long after.
A flash of white light.
The young man's figure disappeared into the teleportation hall of Xianmeng City.
the other side.
Cheng Buzheng passed through the teleportation array twice and came to a medium-sized fairy city.
After more than sixteen years of practice, he has completely consumed the thirty-three pills of Linglu Pills. His cultivation has made great progress and has reached the level of more than three hundred and forty years.
If he were an ordinary middle-stage Jindan monk, he would have already reached the peak of the middle-stage Jindan stage. However, if Cheng Buzheng wants to reach that level, he still needs more than 250 years of hard training.
Even if he took the remaining Baiyang Pill and Jinyang Pill, it was not enough for him to reach the peak of the middle stage of the Golden Pill.
Originally, Cheng Buzheng also wanted to make use of the resources of the Treasure Tower.
After all, he is still the honorary alchemist of the Treasure Tower, but the Treasure Tower has the task of alchemy, but there is no elixir reserve. Maybe he will be able to reserve a batch in a few years, but maybe he will not be able to collect it in more than ten years.
The elixirs required for high-level elixirs are very precious. Even with the treasure tower's level of knowledge, it is impossible to produce hundreds of pots of the elixirs required for third-level mid-level elixirs at once.
What's more, Cheng Buzheng himself also needs a large batch of elixirs.
This is because the alchemy tasks issued by the Treasure Tower are all low-quality third-level elixirs, and each elixir can be worth a year of hard work.
Therefore, Cheng Buzheng could only deduce the third-level low-grade divine elixir formula to the third-level mid-grade formula!
He has mastered all the four qualities of the third-level middle-grade divine elixirs!
In the past sixteen years, he has collected a large part of the elixirs needed for the third-level mid-grade Shenji Dan in Xianmeng City, and there are still some elixirs that he has not yet completed.
He heard that there was a dark market in this city and that the spiritual herbs he needed had appeared many times before.
Therefore, Cheng Buzheng spent some money to obtain the contact information of his contacts in the dark market.
A steady heart and second-hand preparation!
Cheng Bu fought his way out of the teleportation hall and walked directly towards a certain destination.