Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 437 Xianyuan Game

  In an instant.

   At this time, many monks in Baiyunmen, regardless of their cultivation level, are extremely looking forward to this game.

  In the forbidden area behind the Baiyun Gate, Ancestor Zhong flashed a smile in his eyes, and murmured:

   "Little guy, it's interesting!"

the other side.

  In Baiyunfeng Square, Cheng Buzheng saw the monks who were eager to try, smiled slightly, without wasting time, and said directly:

"start!"

  The mighty voice was transmitted in Baiyunmen. Although the sound was not loud, it was clearly transmitted to the ears of every monk.

  As soon as these words came out, there was a fat figure, like a big mouse, rushing directly towards a spiritual ladder.

   This person is none other than Fatty Sang, who once set up a beast turntable in Lingshi Mountains.

  Years have passed, and this person has also been successfully promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

   Fatty Sang's eyes instantly turned green when Cheng Buzheng took out those many treasures.

  So, when Cheng Buzheng opened his mouth, he couldn't wait to rush in.

  On the square, when Fuyouzi saw Fatty Sang rushing up the spiritual ladder, he glanced at the disciples behind him and said:

   "What are you waiting for, go!"

   After being signaled by many Jindan monks, the foundation-building monks of the major sects immediately came to the square, on the spiritual ladder that hangs down.

   Immediately behind the monks in the foundation building stage are those little guys in the Qi training stage in the sect.

  One after another, all over the Baiyun Gate, they rushed towards the approaching spiritual ladder.

   Not long after, almost all the cultivators in the Baiyunmen rushed up the aura ladder and came to the small path made up of grids in the sky above.

at this time.

  Baiyunmen, apart from the monks guarding important places in various places, only the Jindan monks in Baiyunfeng Square, and the ancestor Zhong in the forbidden area in the back mountain did not move.

  The rest of the monks all participated in the game.

   "Junior brother Cheng, you are a manipulator with aura, I feel ashamed of you, brother."

  Brother Huang came to Cheng Buzheng's side and smiled.

   "Where!" Cheng Buzheng shook his head and said:

   "Brother praises you!"

   "Hey, the first junior to receive a reward has appeared!"

   Immediately, the Golden Core cultivators present all turned their gazes over.

  At this moment, above the White Cloud Gate, a fat man with a large stature was floating in front of a dice composed of aura, rolling up and down continuously, and then a six point appeared on the front of the dice.

   See here.

   Fatty Sang raised the corners of his mouth, stepped forward six steps, and came to the sixth one with a '? ’ in the marked grid.

  As soon as he stepped into this grid, a line of big characters composed of spiritual energy floated in front of him...

   "A chance to get five hundred spirit stones!"

  A pile of spirit stones hidden in the grid emerged.

  With such a good beginning, Fatty Sang was also very happy, and immediately put away the emerging spirit stone.

   Immediately, another mana was injected.

   The dice rolled again, and when the dice stopped, three dots appeared on the front.

   See here.

   Fatty Sang also knew that the number of dice could not be determined by the amount of mana injected.

  Because the mana injected this time is the same as last time, it all depends on the face.

   "Jindan Daoist's method is really miraculous!"

   Fatty Sang muttered in his heart.

  At least, he would not dare to make small moves under the noses of many Jindan monks, and no monk would dare to do so.

  After he collected his mood, he moved forward three squares again.

at the same time.

  In the square, a monk of the Qi training period of Baiyunmen came to a room with a '? ’ in the marked grid.

  As soon as he entered this grid, a spiritual subtitle appeared in front of him.

  'You have encountered a high-level monster, and you were bombarded to death! '

'game over! '

   Before he could react, he was swallowed by an invisible force.

   In a blink of an eye, he returned to the ground.

   At this point, he also understood that the game is over.

   At this moment, Cheng Buzheng photographed figures from the grid above.

   It also means that they all lost the game.

  However, at this moment in the sky, on the path composed of grids, there are still many monks who are still moving forward.

   One of the lucky little guys.

  This woman is Tong Yao's little granddaughter.

  At this moment, she stood in a grid with surprise on her face, watching a line of subtitles appear in front of her.

  'Congratulations, you have obtained the inheritance of a monk in the Qi training period, and you will be rewarded with a high-grade magic weapon and 500 spirit stones. '

  The girl happily put away the magic weapon and spirit stone, and patted the small bag on Qianqian's slender waist with satisfaction.

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng smiled, then shifted his gaze again.

   At this time, the monk who walked the fastest and was closest to the finish line was a handsome foundation-building monk.

  At this moment, in the grid where he was standing, the pattern with a special logo below turned into a line of aura fonts, and appeared in front of him.

   "Cultivation base breakthrough failed, vitality was seriously injured, back six steps!"

  Seeing this, the corner of the handsome man's mouth twitched, and the grand prize, who was flirting with him, was further away from him.

   But there were many real people monitoring him. Even though he was unwilling, he quickly took six steps back. After all, if he wasted a little more time, he would lose a chance to roll the dice.

   Right now.

  The monk with the best luck so far appeared.

  In the sky above Baiyun Gate, among the thousands of small paths made up of grids, among the group of monks at the front.

  In one of the grid roads, an ordinary-faced foundation-building monk stepped into the grid with a special pattern, and a line of subtitles appeared in front of him.

  ‘Congratulations, you have found the Remains of the Foundation Establishment Period, and obtained a top-grade treasure and a bottle of second-order panacea. '

   See here.

  The monk with an ordinary face didn't have any expression on his face, but there was a glimmer of joy in his eyes, obviously he was not so peaceful in his heart.

  A high-grade treasure is definitely a rare treasure for a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

  At the moment.

  The first batch of monks are still mostly foundation-building monks.

  After all, the mental reaction speed and movement speed of the foundation building stage are by no means comparable to those of the monks of the Qi training stage.

   Once or several times, the time taken is not very different.

   But the more times, the higher the cultivation base, the greater the advantage it occupies.

  Although this is the case, Cheng Buzheng did not set any restrictions.

  Cultivation itself is the biggest capital of a monk.

certainly.

   There are also foundation-building monks who are very unlucky, and they often encounter such as:

  If the breakthrough fails and the vitality is seriously injured, or is seriously injured by the enemy's sneak attack... etc., they will continue to retreat and become the last batch of monks.

   And because of this.

  Among the thousands of grid roads, most of them are the foundation-building monks with less luck and the Qi training monks with better luck.

   Most of the monks in the back are the monks in the Qi training period, and the monks in the foundation building period who are very unlucky.

  Until now, the monks who are still in the game have more or less received some rewards.

   Even the worst ones got it, hundreds of low-grade spirit stones.

  The luckiest one was the ordinary-looking monk of the Foundation Establishment Period.

  The golden core masters in the square don't care about the items that many monks get along the way, what they fancy is the final prize.

  So they seem to be chatting, but in fact their spiritual consciousness has not relaxed at all.

   After all, once their subordinates get the big prize, it will still fall into their hands in the end.

  The monks participating in the game are also well aware of this point.

  Of course, those seniors will not be so ugly, at least they will give some compensation.

  However, Cheng Buzheng can't control that much.

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  (end of this chapter)