Cheng Buzheng accepted the jade slip in front of him and said sincerely.
Hear the words!
Zhenjun Zhou An, who was sitting cross-legged behind the booth, had no wavering on his dull face!
I just saw him and gave up, saying calmly:
"If my little friend wants to enter the Langya Secret Realm, do I still have a place here?"
"All you need is a piece of spiritual material!"
Hear the words.
Cheng Buzheng also knew that the other party had good intentions.
after all.
Judging from the current market situation, the value of a quota cannot be measured by a mere piece of low-quality natural resources.
The value must be at least ten times higher, and there may not be a monk to sell it.
Then he said:
"Thank you for your kindness, seniors. Juniors already have a spot!"
People are unpredictable!
Compared with Zhenjun Zhou An, whom he first met, Cheng Buzheng believed in Zhenjun Mingxiang more.
Because he has verified the character of Lord Mingxiang.
In addition, as long as his relationship with Jiang Siling does not reveal something that makes the Yuanying monk jealous, True Lord Mingxiang will definitely not plot against him.
For the sake of your life, you must find the most reliable monk.
after all.
Entering the secret realm of Langya requires the use of the real body, not a puppet.
If it’s scrapped, it’s scrapped!
Once something happens to the main body, your life will really be over.
Hear this!
Zhou An didn't say much and said calmly:
"If you can enter Langya Secret Realm, you'd better do it later!"
Cheng Bu Zheng heard this and wondered what it meant.
I also understand the other person’s good intentions.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng thanked him and left the stall.
Zhou An looked at Cheng Buzheng's retreating figure and murmured in his heart:
"Interesting little guy, a little chance is not small."
Whether it's true or false?
The good relationship has been established, and there is no need to do anything more.
You will see for yourself in the future.
After Cheng Buzheng left the stall, he did not leave directly.
Although his incarnation as a puppet has no spiritual materials or elixirs, he has nothing to do with the main body of the Immortal Alliance City.
Anyway, these Nascent Soul cultivators, no matter who they are, will give him some thin noodles.
No need now!
It will be hard to say in the future.
after all.
There are too many cases of monks turning against others in the world of immortality.
Next time, there won't be such a good opportunity.
This opportunity is rare, so of course I have to collect some spiritual materials.
However, in order to prevent some shameless Nascent Soul Masters from regretting their actions later, some planning is needed!
"I hope he won't let me down!!"
Soon!
While Cheng Buzheng looked at the many spiritual materials on the stalls on both sides, he silently calculated his net worth and the spiritual materials he lacked to refine a third-level soul puppet.
Take a look around.
Cheng Buzheng had a rough idea.
Then, without hesitation, he licked his face directly and went to each stall to greet each Nascent Soul cultivator.
It took almost no effort for Cheng Buzheng to negotiate with those many true kings.
As for those precious but useless spiritual materials, elixirs, and treasures...
Cheng Buzheng didn't get any advantage and acted like a good boy, and he wasn't greedy.
Although he also wanted to get them all, the spiritual materials and elixirs before were only negotiated and not traded.
therefore!
Cheng Buzheng also knows that enough is enough!
Otherwise, that little bit of affection will be gone.
Immediately, Cheng Buzheng glanced at the spiritual objects on the stalls reluctantly, then turned and left without looking back.
If he stayed for a moment longer, he would be afraid that he would not be able to move forward.
Perhaps to the Nascent Soul cultivator, it was nothing, but to Cheng Buzheng, the quality of this temporary market was too high.
So many eye-catching treasures already made him dizzy.
After leaving the temporary gathering, Cheng Buzheng stepped into the air and turned into a stream of light, landing in front of a series of blue light pillars...
Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the floor, slowly calming down his excitement.
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Time passes day by day!
in a blink.
Cheng Buzheng has been in this sea area for three years.
and!
No monk has appeared in this sea area for a long time.
In other words, the end of his mission is coming soon.
Cheng Buzheng looked at the cyan beam of light in front of him, thinking silently in his mind.
at the same time.
Three million miles away, on an island somewhere.
The island here is quite unique and looks like a green sea turtle from a distance.
Although the island is deserted and overgrown with weeds, there are especially many trees and mountains, making it look lush and green!
The sea breeze is whistling by!
It was as if the breeze was blowing, stirring up a layer of spring green.
On this island, there is a certain green peak, halfway up the mountain.
But it is all green and a little white.
From far to near!
That was exactly a white light curtain, which should be a formation.
In the light curtain, inside the cave.
The figure sitting cross-legged on the stone bed had his eyes closed, as if he was concentrating his energy.
at this time.
A jade talisman shines brightly in his sleeve.
As if he felt the movement of the jade talisman, Zhao Han slowly opened his eyes, revealing his cold and ruthless eyes.
Taking out the jade talisman, the little spiritual light surrounding the fingertips disappeared into it!
Next!
A voice came.
Hear the words.
Zhao Han, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, had a sneer on his lips and murmured in his heart:
"Boy!"
"The gathering of a large number of casual cultivators is both an opportunity and a curse!
This is your own death, so don’t blame me!"
A cold smile flashed in his eyes.
Obviously.
Zhao Han also knew the reason why Cheng Buzheng did this!
It is nothing more than protecting oneself and utilizing the resources of a large number of free cultivators.
Even if he didn't take a look, he could still think of the key here.
And all this confidence comes from the tiger skin of the Immortal Alliance.
otherwise.
How could a mere golden elixir monk have such abilities?
Not only Zhao Han knew this in his heart, but also many Nascent Soul Lords knew it well in their hearts.
"I hope they won't tear you apart!"
Zhao Han exhaled a sigh of relief, then stood up and walked directly outside.
At the entrance of the cave.
Zhao Han stretched out his hand and waved!
A golden treasure ship floated steadily in mid-air.
Taking one step forward, Zhao Han's figure disappeared at the entrance of the cave.
Immediately afterwards.
A golden light soared into the sky, straight into the clouds.
Looking at its direction, it is exactly the direction of the nearest medium-sized fairy city to the sea here.
Zhao Han left silently!
Not only did Cheng Buzheng not receive the notification, but the other eight Jindan monks also did not receive a message from Zhao Han.
Obviously.
This is because Zhao Han is afraid that someone will inform Cheng Buzheng and clues will be discovered.
Although it was unlikely, he still did it just in case.
Anyway, he could only be lectured verbally, and it wouldn't be a big deal.
Some trivial things are not worth mentioning.
At this time.
It is not difficult to see Zhao Han's plan.
If Cheng Buzheng wasted time and could not let many Nascent Soul monks listen to the sermon, he would definitely be killed by many Nascent Soul monks.
How can a little affection compare to His Holiness’ sermons?
Even if Cheng Buzheng had saved the lives of several True Lords, he did not dare and could not stop the anger of many Nascent Soul monks.
Not to mention, using the resources of the True Monarch of Loose Cultivators.