Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 144 Gathering 【Subscribe】

  Baiyun Gate.

  Baiyun Peak, on the square.

  Cheng Buzheng stood in the corner of the square, looking at the many monks participating in the 'Seed Trial'.

  At the same time, the fellow students who gathered also looked at each other.

  There are tens of thousands of disciples in the entire Baiyunmen during the Qi training period, and basically everyone does not know each other, and Cheng Buzheng naturally does not know all the disciples of the same school.

  However, Cheng Buzheng also saw a familiar figure in the square.

  The figure with a blessed face is rare in the sect, and this person is none other than Jiang Fugui.

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng thought to himself:

   "It seems that he didn't get the Foundation Establishment Pill. Even if there is an elder in the Foundation Establishment Stage, there is no rich Foundation Establishment Pill for him to take."

   "It's not easy to get the Foundation Establishment Pill!"

   Immediately, Cheng Buzheng turned his gaze, and saw an independent fairy among the crowd. This is Fairy Leng, one of the three fairy flowers of Baiyunmen. This girl's name is Shangguan Qingyu.

  I saw that there was no one around Shangguan Qingyu. This goddess was cold and arrogant, with light eyebrows and plain face, cold and charming, exuding an aura that strangers should not enter.

  At this time, she raised her head slightly, looking at the distant sky, motionless, like a sculpture.

   And here, half a foot away from Shangguan Qingyu, many **** men formed a circle, and from the corner of the eye, they glanced at the cold and arrogant fairy from time to time.

  At the same time, from time to time, one or two monks, brave enough to show a warm smile on their faces, tried to talk to each other, but they all failed.

   According to the rumors, Shangguan Qingyu not only has the ice spirit root, but her master is also a master of the Foundation Establishment Period. Although there is no family support behind her, it is reasonable that the sect will lend her a Foundation Establishment Pill.

   I just don’t know what reason attracted this Fairy Leng to participate in the ‘Seed Trial’.

  Suddenly.

  Cheng Buzheng thought about Fairy Leng's temperament, and he probably knew something in his mind. There are only wrong names in the world, and there is absolutely no wrong nickname.

  Just from the elegant name of 'Leng Xianzi', one can see what is going on with this woman's temperament.

   "Perhaps, it's a bit dirty in the middle!"

   Cheng Buzheng muttered to himself.

   Immediately.

   After Cheng Buzheng took a look around, he saw that the number of handyman disciples recruited this year had also decreased a lot. Originally, every trial was patchwork to get the number of people together.

  But this time, even the number of handyman disciples has been reduced to ten. It can be seen how many fellow disciples participated in the "Seed Trial" this time.

  This 'Seed Trial' must be extremely intense, and it is estimated that the casualty rate will rise further.

   Moreover, every monk who just participated in the seed trial is a late-stage Qi training monk, and those who want to give it a try will come to participate in this trial.

  After all, after this trial, the secret realm will be closed for a full sixty years, giving the elixir in the secret realm enough time to grow.

  Although, the output of elixir in the secret territory is decreasing year by year, once every twelve years, which is also the maximum time limit, otherwise the disciples of the foundation establishment period of the major immortal sects will have to die.

  At the same time, all the major immortal sects are trying to find ways to increase the sources of elixir, but so far there is still no result.

  Unless the secret realm is completely closed for six hundred years, it will be completely restored to the scene where the elixir garden was full of elixir in ancient times.

   But this possibility is almost non-existent,

   For such a long time, no monks have been promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage, Golden Core Stage, and the major immortal sects must be in despair.

  Nowadays, they can only drink poison to quench their thirst, open once every twelve years, and close the secret realm for a maximum of sixty years, so as to restore a little vitality of the elixir garden.

  At the same time, Cheng Buzheng also discovered the elite disciples in the sect.

  These elite disciples are all precious disciples under the master’s uncle’s sect during the Foundation Establishment Period. The number of people who came to participate in the trial was several times higher than before. Almost all of them were mobilized, only the core disciples. He didn’t see the second one, except Fairy Leng.

   It can be seen that the sect attaches great importance to this trial.

   Otherwise, those uncles would definitely not be like this.

  As for, Fairy Leng is most likely an exception.

  Core disciples are equivalent to golden elixir seeds in the sect, and they are the future of the sect, and there is no room for mistakes.

   not long.

  The head of the sect and many hall masters came to the square, after admonishing and encouraging them.

  The law enforcement disciple on one side bowed to the master, then took out a huge spiritual wooden box and put it in front of him.

  The huge spiritual wooden box in front of me is covered with rune textures, and there are storage bags inside, and there is a magic weapon and a jade box in the storage bag.

  Inside the jade box are some precious elixir seeds

   About this.

  Cheng Buzheng wasn't surprised at all. This was really the reward given by the sect to the disciples who participated in the trial before departure, also known as money for hard work.

   Cheng Buzheng thought maliciously in his heart.

  Of course, there are other benefits for being able to come back alive.

   Magical artifacts are all high-grade magical artifacts, attacking, defending, assisting, etc., all lacking one.

   As for what magic weapon you can get, it depends on your luck.

  After all, it is a test of luck in the secret territory, which is another careful consideration of the sect.

  Less pour.

  Participating in the trial, after forming a team, step forward one by one to draw storage bags.

  This huge spiritual wooden box covered with rune textures is not just for appearance.

  This wooden box can not only shield the spiritual consciousness, but also cannot use mana. Once the mana is used, the spiritual wooden box will automatically emit a crimson aura, reminding the person that he has used mana and spiritual power in the wooden box.

   In this regard, when extracting the storage bag, you can only reach into the wooden box and touch a storage bag. Everything depends on luck.

   After all, the auxiliary magical artifacts and defensive magical artifacts are more precious, which also means that there will not be too many of these magical artifacts.

  However, most of the magic weapons are offensive magic weapons, and the quality of the magic weapons is also uneven.

  Of course, in front of the head and many hall masters, no monk dared to use small means to find out what was in the storage bag.

   Cheng Buzheng didn't pay much attention to this.

  Now, he has quite a few high-grade magic weapons in his hand, even one of the top-grade magic weapons, not to mention that his main attack method is the spell of perfection, and he still has many hole cards to use.

   Adding another high-grade magic weapon will not improve his strength in any way, and there is no need to be excited.

  When Cheng Buzheng drew the storage bag last time, more than half of his classmates had already drawn it. As for what magic weapon they had drawn, they all tacitly did not ask each other. After all, this is also a secret hole card.

  Similarly, no one is a fool to show the magic weapon.

   Immediately.

  Cheng Buzheng took two steps forward, reached into the wooden box, grabbed a storage bag casually, checked that it was an ordinary attack weapon, and then put the storage bag into his arms.

  At this moment, a monk from behind hurried forward, seeing this, Cheng Buzheng stepped aside and returned to the original corner.

  With the passage of time, many fellow students were also drawn one by one.

   not long.

  A dark-black flood dragon came from the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain, riding on the clouds, accompanied by a dragon's chant, swaying in the White Cloud Gate.

   A burst of air waves rolled towards the surroundings accompanied by the sound of the dragon's roar.

  (end of this chapter)