Sign in to the Heavenly Master Palace, the Downhill Is Invincible

"How am I, how am I, what?"

Xu Cheng looked at the old man in front of him, and the few inner disciples he had met just now, and said lightly.

His words were not respectful.

The face of the old man on the opposite side sank slightly.

Those inner disciples in white shirts showed joy on their faces.

So what if you have some skills?

Can you still negotiate in front of the elders?

The more arrogant you are, the more embarrassed you will be.

"Boy, if you say that you are a disciple of the Falling Snow Sect, then show the proof."

"If not, huh, I don't welcome outsiders to intrude at the mountain gate of Luoxuezong."

A young man with long and narrow eyebrows and a shoehorn face stepped forward and shouted loudly.

"Yes, I am Luoxue Sect, I have rules." The white-bearded old man nodded, looked at Xu Cheng and said.

Xu Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

For him, the mere Fallen Snow Sect was not a big deal whether he stayed or not.

But Yu Luo wanted to stay here and be a carefree mortal.

Then he will stay here for now.

Xu Cheng raised his hand, and a pale blue jade card appeared in his hand.

"I'm a disciple of Falling Snow Sect."

Seeing the jade plaque, the white-bearded old man's expression changed.

"The Holy Maiden gave you this..."

When the words fell, he glanced at Xu Cheng again, turned and left.

His departure left all the inner disciples behind him at a loss.

What does that jade plaque represent, why did the elders ignore it?

Several people saw that Xu Cheng had already stepped forward, remembering the way he had been breaking the long sword before, and hurriedly turned around and ran away.

Xu Cheng shook his head and went down the mountain.

Jumping beam clown, but ants, he is too lazy to bother.

It was not until Xu Cheng left that those inner disciples turned around again.

"No, I'm going to see the saint, and I must not let the saint be deceived by this kid." A young man with a long sword gritted his teeth.

"We can't enter Huafanju," the other person whispered unwillingly, then looked into the distance and said, "By the way, there are several direct disciples in the door who are interested in the saintess."

"What would they do if they knew that this kid had entered the Mortal Transformation?"

His words made the eyes of the others lit up.

"Yes, those direct disciples act without restraint. If they know that this son has plans for the Holy Maiden, they will definitely take action!"

"It's just that this matter is through their hands..."

"I can't control that much, who can swallow this breath?"

...

When Xu Cheng arrived at the wooden house where he lived, Shao Santong, Mu Yang and Gao Chong were all waiting.

Shao Santong's qualifications are relatively old. After paying tribute to Xu Cheng, he reported the site selection and construction of the residence today.

"Young master, rest assured, the residence will be built in less than half a month."

Seeing that Xu Cheng had no opinion, Shao Santong said.

Half a month is quite fast.

Xu Cheng nodded, and then said, "Shao Santong, show me the medicine you have cultivated."

Medicine?

Shao Santong was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed: "I'm going to sort it out now."

After he finished speaking, he led Mu Yang to turn around and walk out of the wooden house.

At the door, Mu Yang said in a puzzled voice, "Master, why are you so happy?"

Hearing his words, Shao Santong couldn't hold back any longer, and laughed out loud: "Haha, Mu Yang, the son is trying to guide me in medicine."

guide?

Mu Yang was stunned for a moment, remembering the medicine pill he swallowed, and his face suddenly showed a happy expression.

Indeed, it is no problem to guide the master by means of the son.

And if the master gets guidance, it will naturally benefit him too.

"Let's go, let's find a pen and paper, I want to write down all the pharmacology I have mastered."

The two left, and Gao Chong in the wooden house was a little nervous.

Originally, he was a little worried about Xu Cheng, but later he swallowed Xu Cheng's medicinal pill and cultivated his cultivation, and he felt that he was at a loss in front of Xu Cheng.

"Show me your swordsmanship drills."

Xu Cheng suddenly spoke up.

Practice swordsmanship?

Gao Chong looked at the small wooden house that was only a few feet away, pondered for a moment, raised his hand and drew his sword.

"Kuraga-"

The sword light is cold and cold, showing agility in the cabin.

Every move is quite satisfactory, it can be seen that Gao Chong is a hard worker.

There are not many sword strokes, and the walk is completed in a hundred breaths.

"Do it again." When Gao Chong retracted his sword, Xu Cheng said again.

come again?

Gao Chong didn't know why, but he still reached out and drew his sword.

"Don't look ahead, just use the sword." Xu Cheng's voice came.

Gao Chong was stunned.

After a while, he found that every time he made a sword, he would look forward subconsciously.

Nodding his head, he lowered his eyes and picked up the long sword in his hand.

"Jianfeng rises three points and stabs the other side. You have no killing intent, you can only disturb the other side's eyes."

"Hand out the sword, one more point, the other side will be afraid."

"Don't turn around, this style of connection is wrong, you have to pick another sword."

...

Gao Chong was stunned.

He only knew how to give directions and how to revise according to what Xu Cheng said.

After half an hour, his swordsmanship has changed beyond recognition, completely different from what he practiced before.

Every move seems to still have the shadow of the original swordsmanship, but when the sword is used, the strangeness and agility are completely different from the previous swordsmanship.

"Okay, go back and cultivate yourself." Xu Cheng waved his hand.

"Thank you, son." Gao Chong folded his fists in a salute, and then exited the wooden house.

Seeing Gao Chong walk out, Xu Cheng shook his head gently.

"It's still a lot of poor aptitude, otherwise it wouldn't take half an hour to complete it."

But he turned around and smiled again.

He is compared with those elite disciples of the Tianshi Palace at the beginning. For ordinary people, this Gao Chong is not bad.

"Don't worry, I will definitely cross the river of time and find you all."

Whispering in his mouth, Xu Cheng slowly closed his eyes.

Around him, a blue fairy spirit began to surge.

The spirit of the fairy in this world is so strong that it can be practiced directly without carrying it.

In such an environment, how can we not quickly improve our practice?

Carrying it overnight, Xu Cheng felt that his foundation of immortality was solid.

He is practicing now, and he has no concept of realm anymore.

After all, this method of cultivation was something he had also figured out according to his own situation.

"Even if it's the Foundation Establishment Realm, there's no problem with flying with Royal Qi, if Yujian..."

Raising his hand a little, the blue bamboo sword came out of its sheath, the blue light flashed, and it shuttled through the wooden house.

This sword light is agile and cannot be caught by the naked eye at all.

Practitioners who have not cultivated spiritual sense have absolutely no power to resist such a sword.

Putting away the bamboo sword and walking out the door, Shao Santong and Mu Yang were already waiting.

Shao Santong stepped forward and held a stack of books and handed it to Xu Cheng.

"Sir, this is the way of medicine that I sorted out overnight."

Xu Cheng stretched out his hand to take it, and Shao Santong said again, "Young Master, Mu Yang is fine when he is not in Yaoshan. Why don't he follow you first, and there will be someone to serve tea and water."

Mu Yang hurriedly bowed and said, "Mu Yang pays respects to the son."

Xu Cheng glanced at the two of them, nodded and said, "Okay."

He raised his hand and made a move, the bamboo sword flew out of the house, hanging quietly in the air, and the bronze cauldron on the long table also flew out.

This hand made Mu Yang's eyes widen.

"Why don't you thank the young master for taking in?" Shao Santong sighed.

"Young Master Xie." Mu Yang stepped forward and stretched out his hand, the bamboo sword and bronze cauldron both fell into his palm.

Standing at the door of the wooden house, Xu Cheng opened the book in his hand.

He read it very fast, and every page went by in a flash.

After a while, he had finished reading the book.

Closing the booklet, Xu Cheng frowned slightly.

The way of medicine that Shao Santong cultivated was much more refined than in the Great Wilderness World, and many of the medicinal herbs were used in a regular way.

It seems that the way of medicine pills in this world should have merit.

This frozen snowy area is not the center of this world, and it is relatively backward in practice.

Dan Dao in this world should have some achievements.

"I'll help you reorganize a medicine dao." Putting away the book in his hand, Xu Cheng said.

Shao Santong already has a good foundation of medicine dao, and now what Xu Cheng has to do is to correct his mistakes and omissions, and at the same time improve his cultivation of medicine dao.

It's not difficult.

"Thank you, son!" Shao Santong bowed happily.

"I'm going to Yaoshan to find some herbs." Xu Cheng looked into the distance and said lightly.

He didn't need to swallow the pills himself.

But Yu Luo's practice is to improve the medicinal herbs.

This little girl is now determined to be a mortal, and has nothing to do with cultivation. She needs to use medicinal herbs to improve her foundation.

"Then I'll accompany you." Shao Santong said.

Although he was kicked out of the pharmacy hall, he was also a second-level pharmacist and a deacon of the pharmacy hall.

His Medicine Dao cultivation base can also be ranked in the medicine hall.

What's more, now that his body is recovering, even if he does not return to the medicine hall, he is also qualified to use the medicine mountain to collect medicine.

"No, just follow me with Mu Yang." Xu Cheng shook his head and strode away.

Mu Yang glanced at Shao Santong, saw him nodding, and hurriedly followed.

Not long after Xu Cheng left, Gao Chong with dark circles under his eyes just came.

"Uncle Shao, Young Master, Young Master is gone?" Gao Chong asked a little disappointed.

He was carrying a long sword, and there was a fierce aura surging around him.

Shao Santong looked at him, reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Young Master has something to do."

"Your cultivation is so diligent that even I can see it."

Hearing his words, Gao Chong blushed and murmured: "I have some understanding, so I came to see the son, I don't know if it's right..."

Shao Santong glanced at him enviously, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, there is no need to rush the practice."

"Let's go to build the place where the son lives first, and then we can practice safely."

Gao Chong nodded.

Indeed, the outer door is a bit messy now, and many things are inconvenient.

When Gao Chong was cultivating his sword, he avoided outsiders.

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Before Yaoshan, seeing Xu Cheng and Mu Yang coming, those handymen were a little stunned.

"My son is going to Yaoshan to collect herbs."

Mu Yang carried the bamboo sword on his back, holding the cauldron in his hand, and spoke directly.

At this time, he had a dignified bearing, and his face was full of agility, which made people look extremely extraordinary at first glance.

Those handymen didn't dare to stop him and Xu Cheng and let them go.

When Xu Cheng and Mu Yang walked away, everyone came back to their senses.

"This kid Mu Yang, the change is too big?" A handyman frowned and said in a low voice.

"Yeah, this is still the little guy in the medicine hall who is yelled at by others. It's clear who is the young master." Someone muttered, looking up at the direction of medicine mountain.

"Quick, inform Senior Brother Zuo Yao, he said that he wanted to look good on that guy."

Someone's eyes lit up and hurriedly said.

Others suddenly moved.

Zuo Yao said that there is a reward.

"Come on!"

Someone has turned and ran over.

But after a while, a few people came to a grass hut.

Some pharmacists in green robes and white robes were there, and there were many utensils in front of them, some were dispensing medicines, and some were boiling medicines.

"Brother Zuo Yao—" a handyman whispered.

Zuo Yao, who was holding two small medicine bottles in his hand, frowned.

In front of him, several medicine hall disciples turned their heads.

"Who is yelling? Senior Brother Zuo Yao is demonstrating the technique of preparing medicinal liquid for us."

"Don't you know that you can't be disturbed when the medicine is dispensed?"

"If this medicine is broken, all of you will not be able to afford it."

...

The handymen shrank their heads in fright.

In front, a 30-year-old female cultivator in a purple robe frowned slightly and looked at the medicinal liquid in Zuo Yao's hand.

Zuo Yao's hand was very steady, and while continuing to dispense the medicine, he said lightly, "Look for me for something. Say it."

The few handymen disciples dared not speak.

"Senior brother, just say what you want." Some medicine hall disciples couldn't bear to drink low.

"Who is Senior Brother? It's not easy to do two things with one heart? Don't worry, the medicine in his hand will never be broken." A disciple wearing a green robe said with a smile.

Everyone else smiled and nodded.

The servants looked at each other, and the person who spoke before boldly stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Zuo Yao, you asked the person who paid attention to go to Yaoshan to collect herbs."

pay attention to?

Who to watch?

Most of the people present did not know.

Even Zuo Yao was slightly taken aback.

Seeing that Zuo Yao seemed to have forgotten, the handyman hurriedly said: "It's the outer disciple who is said to have a good relationship with the saint, who came to collect medicine last time."

"You also said, goodbye he told you, you have a reward..."

"Bam—"

The medicine bottle in Zuo Yao's hand burst.

There was silence all around.

First, the purple-clothed female cultivator shook her head slightly.

"Okay, I'll go take a look."

Zuo Yao threw away the broken medicine bottle in his hand, turned around and left.

"Saint? What's the situation?"

"No, Senior Brother Zuo Yao is going to propose to the Holy Maiden."

...

A group of medicine hall disciples all looked out the door, and some people had already moved their footsteps.

"Yu Luo?" The female nun in purple murmured.

"I'm afraid it's not ordinary people who can be valued by this little girl?"

"Well, what should we do with our heavy reward..." The few handymen disciples looked at each other with disappointment on their faces.

They looked up, and suddenly saw the female cultivator in purple with a sullen face.

"Breaking into the medicine hall, disrupting the order of the medicine hall with unprovoked things, affecting the operation of the medicine hall, and expelling them all from the medicine hall disciples and expelling them from the mountain gate."

After the female cultivator in purple finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves, turned around and left.

Those chores were completely dumbfounded.

...

At this time, Xu Cheng was already on the mountain of medicine, gathering enough herbs he needed.

This time, he didn't pick much, and only looked for Yuluo's useful ~www.readwn.com~ where medicinal herbs were grown for more than a century. "Seeing Xu Cheng looking at the valley not far away, Mu Yang hurriedly said.

Xu Cheng stepped forward and walked over.

In the valley, the spirit of the fairy became more and more intense, and it had already turned into a spiritual mist.

This place can be called a spiritual place.

He reached out and pulled up a foot-high green herb.

This medicine has a hundred years of medicinal power, and the medicinal properties are cool. It also has a warm meaning. It is suitable for warming and nourishing. If it is combined with several spiritual medicines, it can refine a good pill that stabilizes the tendons of Dantian.

Reaching out, Xu Cheng went to pick another one.

"Boy, three thousand silver coins per plant of spirit medicine, can you afford these two plants?" At this moment, a voice came from the front.

Xu Cheng looked up and saw an old man in a white robe standing there, holding a small medicine **** in his hand and a bamboo basket in the other, squinting at him.

"I don't have any money." Xu Cheng shook his head, stretched out his hand and pulled out another one.