MTL - Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy-Chapter 838 trade

  Chapter 838 Transaction

   Xianmeng City!

  In a luxurious tea house, in a box on the third floor!

  On the chair sat an old monk with slightly closed eyes and wearing an old cassock!

  On the tea table in front of him, there are two teacups. The fragrance is overflowing, and the green smoke rises into the sky, as if waiting for a certain distinguished guest?

It is clear!

  At this moment, the honored guest that the old monk was waiting for has not yet arrived!

  After drinking tea, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the door of the box calmly.

  Yes, this old monk is the incarnation of Cheng Buzheng!

at this time!

  There was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

   Squeak!

  The door of the box was pushed open, revealing a thin figure.

  The person who came was an old man wearing the costume of the Supervisory Hall, his eyes were cloudy, and when he saw the old monk sitting on the chair, a gleam of light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

   All light is fleeting!

  The ruddy-faced old man glanced at the two cups of spiritual tea on the tea table that were overflowing with fragrance and rising from the curl of smoke, and then he walked into the box in a hurry.

  After seeing the person coming, the old monk glanced at his sleeve.

I saw the old man wearing the costume of the Supervisory Hall, with four pieces of golden nine-leaf clover embroidered on his sleeves, and then the old monk stood up, stepped forward, raised his palm on his chest, and performed a Buddhist ceremony , opened the mouth and said:

   "The poor monk Fahui has met fellow Taoists!"

   Heard the words!

  The rosy-faced Zhenjun Qingrao walked to the tea table, sat down, and said with a smile:

   "The master does not need to be courteous!"

   "Sit down and talk!"

   Talking room!

   Qing Rao Zhenjun played with the slightly warm teacup, and after Cheng Buzheng took his seat, he put down the teacup in his hand without showing any trace, and then said:

   "The master should not be a monk of the Xianmeng!"

   "Fellow Daoist, your eyes are like torches!" Cheng Buzheng nodded calmly, and said:

   "I am indeed not a monk of the Xianmeng!"

   "Before, I heard that Daoyou was preparing to exchange the lease right of the second-level cave in Xianmeng City!

   It happens that the poor monk doesn’t have a place to live now, so he has the audacity to visit fellow Taoists! "

   "That's true!" Qing Rao Zhenjun slightly nodded, and then went straight to the point:

   "I don't want to inquire about the master's origin, nor do I want to know how the master knows about it?

  But since the master knows that the old man sells the lease right of the cave, he should also know, what is the old man looking for? "

   "Otherwise, it will not be the master's turn!"

   "So, if the master doesn't have the spiritual things that I need, don't open your mouth and hurt your friendship!"

   During the conversation.

  Zhenjun Qingrao's tone was extremely firm, obviously there was no room for negotiation.

   But it is true.

  If it wasn’t for Zhenjun Qingrao, who needed to specify the rare treasures of heaven and earth, the lease right of the second-level cave mansion in Lingshan, Xianfu, Xianmeng City, Xianmeng City, would have been traded away by monks as soon as the word was released.

   Otherwise!

   It won’t be the last to appear in the task hall of the Overseeing Hall, wait until today!

  Of course, if you want to publish a task, it is impossible without certain authority.

  This is why there is only one such mission for the lease right transaction of the Dongfu in the mission hall of the Supervisory Hall!

   Hear this statement.

   Cheng Buzheng, with an unwavering complexion, stretched out his hand, and a jade box appeared on the tea table in front of him.

   "Fellow Daoist, please take a look!"

Snapped!

  A misty halo bloomed from the jade box, and came into the eyes of Zhenjun Qingrao.

   Keep your eyes open!

  I saw a piece of spirit gold the size of a baby's fist placed in the jade box, with golden feather-like textures emerging on the surface!

   After a little sensing, you will be able to detect this rare spiritual material, and the surrounding area is filled with extremely strong Dao rhyme!

  Seeing this, Qingzhuo Zhenjun's eyes flashed a flash of joy, but this trace of joy quickly disappeared!

   At this time!

  Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting on the chair, said calmly:

   "Fellow Daoist, what do you think of this [Red Gold Profound Mine]?"

   "Yes!" Qing Rao Zhenjun nodded and said;

   "Since the master has this spiritual object, how about the master and the old man go to the management pavilion of Lingshan, the fairy mansion, and make a handover?"

   "Otherwise, if the old man retreats from the cave, the juniors in the alliance will definitely keep this cave secretly!"

   Speaking of this, Qing Rao Zhenjun said meaningfully:

   "By the way, the old man's lease is still more than 300 years old, and fellow Taoists will continue to pay the cave rental fee at that time!"

   Hear this statement.

  Cheng Buzheng doesn't know what's going on?

   This clearly means, please settle the advance payment.

  Cheng Buzheng pondered for a while, then stretched out his hand and flipped through. Several low-grade magic weapons appeared in front of him, and said lightly:

   "Fellow Daoist, how do you think the poor monk will use these few magic weapons as a rent for you?"

  Seeing this, Qing Rao Zhenjun laughed and said:

   "Poor monk? The master is not poor at all, is he very generous?"

   "Fellow Taoist, you're joking!" Cheng Buzheng performed a Buddhist salute with one hand, shook his head and said:

   "These low-grade magic weapons are just the accumulation of poor monks for many years, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to pay the rent for a while!"

  Zhenjun Qingrao chuckled lightly and said:

   "Master, don't mind, this old man is just a joke!"

   "This is the token of the previous Dongfu, master, keep it!"

   Talking room!

  A token appeared in his palm, and then floated in front of the old monk.

   At this time!

  Zhenjun Qingrao spoke again:

   "Let's go!"

   While speaking, he stood up, stretched out his hand, and the few low-grade magic weapons floating in front of the old monk were put away by Zhenjun Qingrao.

  As for the jade box on the table, Zhenjun Qingrao did not take the treasure [Red Gold Profound Mine] inside.

   "Good!"

  Cheng Buzheng said in a low voice.

   Then he stood up, stretched out his hand and flicked, the token floating in front of him and the jade box on the tea table disappeared.

   Soon!

  The two left the teahouse hand in hand, and walked towards the Lingshan Management Pavilion of Xianfu.

  Not long!

  The transaction was completed under the respectful reception of the principals of the Lingshan Management Pavilion in the Immortal Mansion.

   Then the old monk and Qing Rao Zhenjun walked out of the management pavilion of Lingshan in the Immortal Mansion, and parted.

  Zhenjun Qingrao moved his eyes and said with a smile:

   "Master, has he ever been to the Sealed Boundary Island?"

   Heard the words.

   Cheng Buzheng smiled and shook his head;

   "The poor monk only heard about it before, but he didn't have the opportunity to go to that holy place to see it!"

   "If there is a chance, master, would you like to accompany me?"

  Zhenjun Qingrao squinted his eyes, and without waiting for the old monk to reply, he smiled and said:

   "And half a year later, there will be an auction of Tianyang Yunshen grass in the dark market on Fengjie Island?"

  Tianyang Yunshencao!

   These spiritual objects are the best treasures to assist Nascent Soul monks to break through the bottleneck!

  Whether it is from the initial breakthrough of Nascent Soul to the middle stage, or from the mid-term breakthrough to the later stage, there are obvious effects.

  However, the success rate of the former is six times that of the latter.

therefore!

  With the assistance of this spirit, breaking through from the peak of the early Nascent Soul to the middle of the Nascent Soul is almost a sure thing, which shows the heaven-defying effect of these spirits.

  Although this is the case, Cheng Buzheng did not respond immediately, but said lightly:

   "Fellow Daoist joked!"

   "If the poor monk remembers correctly, the teleportation array sent to the forbidden island is not open to the public!"

  Although Cheng Buzheng seemed to be an interrogative sentence, the tone was extremely certain.

   Seeing this, Qingzhuo smiled and said:

   "Master doesn't know something, I just accepted a mission a few days ago, how many places can be sent to Fengjie Island!"

   "As long as the old man is performing the mission, the master and the old man will be fine!"

   "Take a trip?" Cheng Buzheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly:

   "Fellow Daoist, will you not let the poor monk walk with you into the rumored sea of ​​taboos?"

   "Yes!" Qing Rao Zhenjun nodded, and said with a smile:

   "This task is not dangerous at all, it's mainly for support, a monk?"

   Heard the words!

  Cheng Buzheng pondered for a while, then shook his head and said:

   "Thank you, Daoist, for your kindness. The poor monk is a bit tired of walking outside these years!"

   "Now I just want to practice quietly for a few years!"

   Qing Rao Zhenjun was about to say something, but seeing the old monk in front of him who was unmoved, he didn't try to persuade him.

   Immediately said:

   "Since this is the case, then the old man will not force Master!"

   "The old man will leave!"

   Words fall!

  Zhenjun Qingrao drifted away.

   Cheng Buzheng looked at the back of Zhenjun Qingrao, his eyes flickered for a moment, then he retracted his gaze and landed on the towering Lingfu Lingshan behind him.

  Finally, his gaze was fixed on this Lingshan, somewhere on the lower half of the mountain.

next moment!

  The old monk's cassock moved slightly, and his figure disappeared here.

at the same time!

  In Lingshan, the Immortal Mansion, in a certain B-level cave mansion, in a secret room.

  Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, cleaned up his traces in the cave, and walked out directly.

  Cheng Buzheng came out of Immortal Mansion Lingshan...

  He went directly to the Lingshan Management Pavilion of Xianfu, completed the handover of the previously rented cave, and after getting the remaining Lingshi, he went directly to the Teleportation Hall of Xianmeng City!

   White light flashed!

  Cheng Buzheng disappeared in Xianmeng City!

   Looking again, the scene in front of him has changed.

   No process, no dispute, he didn't stay in the teleportation hall of Xuanfeng Immortal City, and walked directly to another teleportation hall.

   After a long time, the teleportation formation was activated again!

  Cheng Buzheng came to a medium-sized fairy city, then left the teleportation hall of the city, and walked directly outside the fairy city.

   Whoosh!

  A beam of light, outside the fairy city, rushed up obliquely and went straight into the sky.

in a blink.

  The streamer disappeared into the sky.

  Endless sea of ​​clouds, quickly retreating beside Cheng Buzheng...

   Half a day later.

  Cheng Buzheng seemed to sense something, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

next moment!

  A ray of mysterious light charged straight up from the endless sea below, turned into a phantom, and disappeared into the shadow behind Cheng Buzheng.

Simultaneously!

  He also has an extra storage bag in his hand.

  The texture on the surface of the storage bag flashed slightly, and a token appeared in his palm.

  Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but swipe his finger across the surface of the token, and a trace of unevenness reflected in his heart.

   Immediately, he stretched out his hand and turned it over, and he put the B-level Dongfu Token of Immortal Mansion Lingshan into his storage bag.

   Immediately.

   Cheng Buzheng's speed did not decrease at all, and he fled towards the depths of the endless sea.

   I don’t know when, endless snowflakes like goose feathers fluttered in the sky.

  Such a rare snow scene made Cheng Buzheng think of something?

   A thought!

  The mysterious light dissipated, and a white-haired old man stood in the void.

  Cheng Buzheng looked up at the sky, stretched out one hand, and snowflakes fell on his palm!

"One year spent similar, each year is different!

   In the blink of an eye, it’s the end of the year again!

  Hey, how time flies! "

  Cheng Buzheng murmured to himself, and a warm picture of twilight and twilight flashed in his mind like a fleeting image.

  There are past lives, and there are present lives!

at this time!

   Standing in the void, the figure seems to be integrated with the heaven and the earth. It seems unattainable, but there is an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

   After a long time!

   Between heaven and earth, a long sigh was left behind.

  Looking again, the stalwart figure standing above the sky had disappeared at some point.

  ·····

   Xuanfeng sea area, a deserted island somewhere!

  A rainbow flashes from the sky...

  The next moment, that mysterious light appeared above the deserted island here, and then that mysterious light fell towards the deserted island at an extremely incredible angle!

   Mysterious light flashed!

   That mysterious light disappeared into the land of the deserted island!

   The speed is unbelievably fast, as if a hallucination appeared in front of my eyes!

   But no one, nothing, saw this scene.

  Deep in the ground, a mysterious light flashed past.

  In an instant!

   That mysterious light appeared in a square.

  The mysterious light dissipated, and a white-haired old man stood on the square.

at the same time.

  The face of the old man has changed!

   It turned into a handsome young man, and even his white hair turned into black and glossy black hair!

   Immediately.

   Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand, and a puppet in the corner of the square flew into his palm, and he put it in his storage bag.

   Immediately after.

  Cheng Buzheng came directly to the teleportation stone platform in the center of the square.

   White light flashed!

  He appeared in the teleportation room of the secret realm of the Wang Family Ancestor, no... it should be the Cheng Clan now!

  Cheng saw a big one, two small ones, and three teleportation altars.

   Immediately.

  Cheng Buzheng walked down the teleportation array and came to the teleportation altar leading to the inland.

   Reach out!

   Various colorful spiritual materials appeared in front of him.

   Then Cheng Buzheng stretched out his right hand, put his thumb on the pad of his index finger, and with a light stroke of his nail, a long and thin wound appeared on his finger, which is equivalent to the defense ability of a low-grade magic weapon!

   Thumb slightly press!

  A drop of bright red spiritual blood emerged!

  Sensing carefully, one can perceive that this drop of spiritual blood contains majestic power, and the power that erupts is enough to kill the monks who established the foundation.

  No matter how weak the Nascent Soul cultivator is, he is by no means comparable to the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

next moment!

  Cheng Buzheng's thin lips parted slightly, and a ray of thunder shot out, instantly transmitting the temperature in the room, which increased sharply, as if what was breathing was not spiritual energy, but raging fire.

  But this level of temperature is naturally not worth mentioning for Nascent Soul monks.

   Once the thunder light appeared, it turned into a thunder dragon, hovering in mid-air, cruising!

   A thought!

  The thunder dragon turned into azure blue sky fire, covering those spiritual materials.

  The raging sky flames ignited, and traces of thunder light continued to dance flexibly, like thunder flame elves dancing lightly.

  In an instant.

   Groups of colorful essences floated in the raging sky fire.

  Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng inhaled slightly, and the azure sky fire rolled back, turned into a thunder dragon again, and submerged into his body.

Simultaneously.

  Cheng Buzheng played a series of formulas with both hands.

  In an instant, the drop of spiritual blood burst into a strong **** light.

this moment!

  The teleportation room was shrouded in blood, as if in a sea of ​​blood.

  Following Cheng Buzheng's tactic...

  The **** aura is getting more and more dazzling!

   Silky lines spread out in that drop of spiritual blood!

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  (end of this chapter)