Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

Chapter 129 Changes in the Immortal Cultivation World of Jin Kingdom
half a month later.

With a calm expression, Cheng Buzheng left the alchemy room and came to the hall of the fire room.

After handing over with old man Nan, he came to the counter, pulled a small stool, and sat down.

See here.

"Boy," old man Nan teased when he saw Cheng Buzheng walking towards the counter:
"There is nothing to show courteousness to, rape or steal, what's the matter, say?"

Cheng Buzheng wiped the storage bag on his waist, and took out a jar of spirit wine and a set of wine utensils.

"Old Nan, see what you said?"

While pouring the wine, Cheng Buzheng said:
"No, it's been a while since I've been with you, did you just get drunk?"

"It's just right, I have time today, boy, can I have a drink with you?"

"Old man, don't be ignorant of good people!"

Cheng Buzheng handed over the wine cup while talking casually.

Then, Cheng Buzheng paused and said:
"However, in the past two years, what major events have happened in the sect?"

"Accompany me, let's talk when I'm happy!"

The old man Nan shook his head with a look of enjoyment.

As most of the altar of spiritual wine was drunk, the chatter slowly opened up.

Old man Nan smiled mischievously, looked at Cheng Buzheng and said:

"Boy, for the sake of your sincerity, this old man won't let you down!"

"In the past two years, nothing major has happened in the sect!"

"However, the realm of cultivating immortals in the Jin Kingdom is not peaceful now!"

"Remember what I told you last time, the group of remnants of the Blood Refining Sect?"

heard.

Cheng Buzheng didn't answer, but just nodded his head, motioning for old man Nan to continue.

The old man Nan paused for a moment, then continued:
"That group of remnants of the Blood Refinement Sect are really daring. They actually killed all six affiliated families of the Fang Clan and the Li Clan, leaving no one, man, woman, or child alive."

"By the time the monks from the sect arrive, the rest of the gang have already fled."

"It's just, are we Baiyunmen?"

Cheng Buzheng frowned, played with the wine cup absently, and then said:

"Then Jin, what is the situation of the other two sects, Bei Cang Sect and Qingmu Sect?"

"Hey~~"

The old man Nan sighed, and said slowly:

"The two immortal sects are not much better!"

"Even some small sects have been wiped out, and I don't know how many small families have been wiped out."

"The sect has also made up its mind completely. It wants to kill those remaining evils, and even recruit a large number of foundation-building monks. Even the Duntianzhou will not go to the endless sea to search for resources in the past few years."

"Nowadays, the three gates of the state of Jin have united with many immortal gates to form inspection teams, each team is led by the uncle of the Foundation Establishment Period, and the elders of the Jin Danqi are in charge of regulation. According to rumors, even the Patriarch of the Yuanying Period can take action at any time. "

"It can be seen that this encirclement and suppression operation is massive, and the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect must be doomed."

heard.

But Cheng Buzheng knew that it was by no means that simple. How could the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect have disappeared for so long, so how could they suddenly make such a big move!
"There must be something he doesn't know about!"

Cheng Buzheng thought a little worryingly.

He knew that once the flames of war ignited, the qi training period would be the weakest ant. Although he was a little bit stronger than ordinary ants, but the general trend, he had no room to resist.

Now he can only hope that the flames of war will not ignite in the next few years, at least until after the 'Seed Trial', but it is best for the ancestor of the Nascent Soul Stage to slap the rest of the group to death, so that he will not be pulled down by the sect The battlefield is over.

At the same time, Cheng Buzheng secretly thought about replacing next year's task with the task of refining Naqi Pill.

After all, a mid-level alchemist of the first rank is not a big or small talent in the sect. Even if he is dragged to the battlefield, he is probably the last batch of monks in the Qi training period.

For the sake of his own life, Cheng Buzheng is ready to become the most shining boy in the crowd.

As for the disguise of the soul puppet, it is estimated that the foundation-building stage cannot see through it, but the foundation-building stage will definitely see through the puppet's body if it is personally inspected, let alone a monk of the Jindan stage. Those eyes can directly see through the disguise of the soul puppet .

Therefore, once sent to the battlefield, the chance of exchanging a puppet for a real body is not too great.

Cheng Buzheng was thinking about how to escape if he was dragged into the battlefield, and how to change his real body without anyone noticing.

in a blink.

Many thoughts flashed through Cheng Buzheng's mind.

suddenly.

"Boy, what are you thinking?"

The old man Nan looked at the thoughtful Cheng Buzheng, and joked:
'Aren't you afraid of being dragged into the patrol team? '

"hey-hey!"

Cheng Buzheng smiled awkwardly, and said angrily:

"Isn't this human nature?"

"Old man, aren't you afraid?"

"I'm old, I'm old, and I still have to shine for the sect in the end."

"roll!"

The old man Nan's cheeks trembled slightly, and then he said:

"If the old man is really drawn into the patrol team, he will definitely not forget you, a friend who has passed the year!"

"Do not worry!"

"The old man has always been the most kind."

Old Nan said the last, and looked at Cheng Buzheng with a smile, like a good friend.

"Don't, you old man!"

Cheng Buzheng gave up, pretending to beg for mercy:
"Boy, I can't bear it!"

"I don't have a Taoist partner yet, so don't drag me along."

"Daoist?"

The old man Nan brushed his beard, glanced at Cheng Buzheng, and said with a half-smile:

"How did I hear that the old man's grandniece seems to be looking for you."

"Didn't you always want to know the old man's grandniece?"

"Such an opportunity is very rare. How about I give you this opportunity now?"

"Old man, how about calling her here?"

"Little friend, the old man treats you well enough!"

As he spoke, the old man wiped the storage bag at his waist, took out a sound transmission talisman, held it between his skinny fingers, and shook it at Cheng Buzheng.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng stood up quickly, stopped old man Nan's movements, and apologized:
"Old man, don't!"

"Don't worry about me, your boss has a lot!"

"Boy, I can't take it!"

Immediately, Cheng Buzheng poured a cup of spirit wine and handed it to old man Nan.

"You, boy!"

The old man Nan took the wine cup, sighed and said:

"Others are fine, but I'm a little timid."

"But, it's not a bad thing!"

Immediately, old man Nan also put away the sound transmission talisman, and stopped teasing Cheng Buzheng.

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that old man Nan really sent out the sound transmission talisman. Although he knew that old man Nan was mostly joking, it was still necessary to play it safe.

Afterwards, the old and the young did not continue to chat on this topic.

The two of them drank a pot of spiritual wine for two full hours. While drinking the spiritual wine, they talked about the gossip news in the sect.

Two hours later.

Cheng Buzheng bid farewell to old man Nan who was blushing.

After leaving the gate of the underground fire room, Cheng Buzheng's mana was shaken, and a strong smell of alcohol radiated from his body, his face returned to a gentle jade, without a trace of wine red.

immediately.

Cheng Buzheng went straight out of the sect without even taking a look at his wooden house.

After all, one more thing is worse than one less thing, and it is better to be safe.

(End of this chapter)