Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

Chapter 201: Mingxiang Zhenjun

Chapter 201 Mingxiang Zhenjun

Baiyun Gate, Fire Room.

Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the futon, faintly thinking about the hard-won potion of this potion, and lamenting the difficulty of progress in cultivation.

Less pour.

Cheng Buzheng cleaned up his emotions, put away the pill furnace, and then scanned around, finding nothing wrong.

The mana in the dantian was shaken, and a faint fragrance of dan spread from his whole body.

A fireball, eliminating the last trace.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng opened the door and walked out.

When he came to the hall, he had another drink with old man Nan.

After all, old man Nan's life is numbered, and every day is gone, and one day is gone.

Or, one day when he comes again, old man Nan will not be here anymore.

Cheng Buzheng walked out with the smell of alcohol all over his body, his body shook slightly, and a scent of alcohol radiated from his body.

Immediately, it turned into a ray of spiritual light and flew towards the cave.

Thinking of the panacea in the storage bag, he couldn't help but feel anxious, wanting to practice immediately.

Unknowingly, Cheng Buzheng arrived outside the cave formation.

Immediately, he made a formula with both hands.

I saw layers of clouds and mist, and a passage with a width of Zhang Xu appeared.

not long.

Cheng Buzheng returned to the secret room, sat cross-legged on the futon, and was about to deduce the treasure technique.

Suddenly, he felt a vast spiritual energy fluctuation, and then he hid in the cave and observed secretly,

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng hit out a spell, and under his control, a small hole the size of a cat's eye appeared in the hidden cloud formation.

Then, he had a thought.

In Cheng Buzheng's eyes, a green lotus glowing with dim light emerged in each of Cheng Buzheng's eyes, looking out along the cat's eye-sized gap.

I saw the big formation of the sect, and there was a slight trembling.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng was horrified in his heart, he had to know that even if it was a Jindan stage monk, bombarding the guardian array would not cause the slightest disturbance.

It can be seen that the person who came must be a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage.

Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng immediately had the idea of escaping from this place.

But the sect is covered by a large formation, no matter whether you escape from the sky or the ground, you can't escape from this place.

"At present, we can only see the situation first!"

He said helplessly in his heart.

Besides the protective formation, there stood a beautiful fairy with fluttering hair in the void. She looked about the same age as a young girl in her 28th year.

But Cheng Buzheng knew that the female cultivator with a celestial spirit was definitely a high-ranking cultivator.

Otherwise, they would definitely not dare to attack the sect formation, even if it is a Jindan stage monk, if he dared to attack the sect formation, he would have to peel off his skin if he did not die.

After all, Baiyunmen is a big sect with Yuanying Patriarch sitting in charge, and only Yuanying monks dare to do such a thing!

As for the venerable in the stage of transforming gods, he might be able to turn Baiyunmen into ruins with a single blow.

Therefore, there is a high probability that the female cultivator with a celestial spirit is a True Monarch of the Nascent Infant Stage.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are not a few old monsters with youthful faces.

Cheng Buzheng saw this scene, and couldn't help but start to calculate in his heart.

at this time.

A beam of light flew out from the forbidden area in the sect.

The aura dissipated, and a majestic middle-aged monk stood in the void, and said calmly:

"Welcome Zhenjun Mingxiang, come to Baiyunmen!"

"I don't know, what is the real king's business here."

Cheng Buzheng felt the majestic middle-aged monk exuding vast coercion, which was not much different from the coercion exuded by Gong Zhiyang from the Blood Fiend Sect a year ago.

He knew that this cultivator must also be a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, and there was a high possibility that he was the sect's Dinghaishenzhen, Capture Jiao Zhenjun, Zhong Patriarch.

But Cheng Buzheng felt a little helpless from Zhong Paozu's voice.

"Perhaps, Old Ancestor Zhong is very likely to be no match for that celestial female cultivator."

"Otherwise, the tone would be as helpless."

Cheng Buzheng thought to himself.

After all, the higher the cultivation base, the smaller the realm, the combat power between the two is not the same.

Immediately, Patriarch Zhong waved his sleeve, and a gap appeared in front of Zhenjun Mingxiang.

I saw the female cultivator standing in the void, full of immortal energy, raised her steps slightly, and appeared in the sect in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, her jade lips moved slightly, and said lightly:

"I am looking for an apprentice."

Speaking of which, an incomparably vast spiritual consciousness spread out.

Heard the words.

"Oh?"

Patriarch Zhong said helplessly:

"The apprentice of fellow Taoist, why is he in this sect!"

"Fellow Daoists can't make a mistake!"

at the same time.

A terrifying sense of consciousness flashed across Cheng Buzheng's body.

At this moment, he only had one feeling, that he seemed to have been seen by that fairy-like female cultivator!

Even though covered by a formation, he was still penetrated by that extremely powerful divine consciousness, which gave Cheng Buzheng a deeper understanding of the horror of the monks in the Nascent Soul stage.

Less pour.

A seductive female cultivator turned into a beautiful shadow and flew towards Zhenjun Mingxiang.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng said in surprise;

"Why is it her?"

This woman is Jiang Gu's granddaughter, Jiang Siling.

Mingxiang Zhenjun smiled and said gently;

"Little friend, are you willing to worship me as your teacher!"

Heard the words.

Jiang Siling said calmly:

"Senior, the little girl's grandfather was killed by a foundation-building cultivator of the Blood Fiend Sect."

"So, in the future, the little girl will definitely avenge her grandpa!"

"It's commendable to have such filial piety!"

Zhenjun Mingxiang nodded with a smile and said:

"Although I will not avenge you and bully the small with the big, but the monks of the blood evil sect, I will help you stop them!"

"The cause and effect here, it is better for you to settle it yourself."

See here.

Cheng Buzheng knew that Jiang Fugui must have told Jiang Siling what happened a year ago, and even involved him.

Otherwise, Jiang Siling would definitely not know that Xu Shi killed his grandfather, nor would he know that Xu Shi was taken away by the True Monarch of the Blood Evil Sect.

After all, there were only a few of them at the time.

"I'm afraid the days to come will not be peaceful!"

"However, Xu Shi's luck is indeed enviable. He escaped and ascended to heaven in two consecutive desperate situations."

"It's a bit like a protagonist."

Cheng Buzheng muttered secretly in his heart.

Immediately, he changed his mind.

"That guy, he can't really be the protagonist!"

at this time.

Patriarch Zhong frowned and said:

"True Monarch, this woman is just a cultivator of Feng Linggen, so she shouldn't be so valued by the True Monarch!"

He also learned from Martial Nephew Huang that the True Monarch of the Blood Fiend Sect took away a remnant of the Blood Refining Sect before, but he did not expect that there was such a connection here.

Zhenjun Mingxiang said calmly:

"This woman not only has wind spirit roots, but also lives in a spirit body, which is quite suitable for my inheritance!"

"So, how about I owe you a favor?"

Heard the words.

Patriarch Zhong thought for a while.

It is a huge profit for a disciple to exchange the favor of a monk in the late Yuanying period, but you still need to have the restraint you should have.

Immediately.

Patriarch Zhong smiled and said:

"As long as my disciples are willing, I am also willing to be beautiful!"

Then, Old Ancestor Zhong turned his gaze to Jiang Siling and said:

"Jiang Siling, are you willing to worship Zhenjun Mingxiang as your teacher?"

See here.

Jiang Siling tapped her head and said:

"The juniors are willing to worship the seniors as teachers."

Patriarch Zhong glanced at Jiang Siling lightly, then looked at Zhenjun Mingxiang with a smile, and said:

"Congratulations, the true king is blessed with a good disciple!"

Then, he greeted Zhenjun Mingxiang, and his figure disappeared.

Immediately.