Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 102 Master Uncle Arrives【Seek first order】

  Golden Wu hides Tanggu, Jade Rabbit plays Galaxy.

  Baiyun Gate, inside the wooden house.

  The night wind blew past, and the young man lying on the rocking chair, with his long black jade-like hair behind his shoulders, was slightly scattered by the blowing.

  At this time, two bright moons were reflected in the star pupils under the sword eyebrows.

  Cheng Buzheng, who was lying on the rocking chair, was lost in thought at this moment.

   "He is a monk in the Qi training period, what is worthy of calculation by the uncle in the foundation period?"

   "In terms of cultivation, he is only at the fifth level of Qi training, and he belongs to the public monks.

  Uncle of the Foundation Establishment Stage, if you want help from a Qi Refining Stage cultivator, as long as it is not too dangerous, none of your fellow Qi Refining Stage disciples will refuse.

  Even if there is no reward, I believe there will be a lot of monks competing with each other to help, as long as you sell the uncle.

   This is equivalent to having a backer in the sect. Even if someone wants to attack him, they have to consider whether it is worthwhile to offend a master in the foundation period.

   Within the sect, it is also equivalent to a small society. Driven by interests, the sect also has complex human relationships. It is not as ordinary people imagine. Every immortal is dedicated to cultivation and carefree in the world.

   If it is a dangerous task, he, a fourth-level monk in the Qi training period, can't help much. There are many monks in the late Qi training period in the sect, and there are many even at the peak of Qi training.

   Moreover, he can also be sure that he has never met Jiang Shishu face to face, so it is absolutely impossible for Jiang Shishu to know his true cultivation.

  What's more, even a monk in the Foundation Establishment period would not notice his disguise without careful inspection.

  As for alchemy, he is only a low-rank alchemist at the first level, and there are many such low-level alchemists in the sect.

   Besides, Uncle Jiang definitely knows alchemists, even second-rank alchemists, and even his granddaughter is also a first-rank top-rank alchemist.

  It is also Baiyunmen, the fairy Jiang among the three fairy flowers, Jiang Siling, is also Jiang Fugui's cousin, and the grandniece of Nan Laotou. "

  Cheng Buzheng lay on the rocking chair for a long time, motionless. Suddenly, two words appeared in his mind:

  Faldan!

  Fa Dan belongs to a special method of alchemy, as long as you are a monk, you can make it.

   But there is a very high chance that it will cause devastating and serious injuries to the consciousness, and the immortal journey will stop at the moment, unless there is a panacea to restore the consciousness, and such panaceas are all second-level at the beginning.

  The second-level panacea to treat injuries to the spiritual consciousness is so precious, even most of the masters in the foundation establishment period do not have such a panacea.

  If it is an alchemist who refines the magic pill, the success rate will be greatly improved, but almost no alchemist is willing to refine this kind of magic pill.

  Falan is similar to a one-time magic weapon. It takes a group of extremely unstable essence and refines it into a compressed elixir according to a specific refining method.

  Perhaps, this is the reason why Uncle Jiang did not let his granddaughter refine it. Even if there is a second-level alchemist, there is no alchemist who is willing to refine the alchemy.

   This may be the reason why Uncle Jiang asked him, not only to improve the success rate of refining alchemy.

   No need, just find someone to refine the alchemy, wasting hard-won spiritual materials.

  Cheng Buzheng believes in Uncle Jiang, and has also sought out many alchemists, but none of the alchemists are willing to refine. Basically, all the alchemists in the sect are backed by mountains.

  Perhaps, Uncle Jiang hit him on the head with his attention.

   "Even if he is to refine the alchemy, there is only 90% certainty, and the remaining 10% is mainly because he has not refined it and can only be left to fate."

  Almost, after confirming his guess, Cheng Buzheng stood up immediately, ready to go out and hide for a while, and he would come back after Master Jiang found the scapegoat.

  He pushed open the door, and when he was about to turn around and close the door, he saw a figure flying from afar.

   Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng revealed a bitter expression.

   There is no need to cast spells, relying on magic tools, and you can fly with only your physical body, which is a symbol of your cultivation in the foundation building period.

  At this moment, except for Uncle Jiang, Cheng Buzheng can't think of anyone else who can come here.

  He didn't expect that Uncle Jiang was so impatient. He originally waited for him to come to talk in detail, but now he came directly.

   "It seems that he can't escape, which also shows that Uncle Jiang has made up his mind, and there is no room for him to retreat."

  Less pour.

  A slender uncle in martial arts black robe slowly landed in front of his wooden house.

   "But Cheng Xiaoyou?"

  Uncle Jiang looked at Cheng Buzheng with a smile, but his tone was unusually certain, and he said slowly:

   "This old man is Jiang Fugui's second grandfather, you must have heard of it!"

   To this, Cheng Buzheng really wanted to answer, he was not the so-called Cheng Xiaoyou, nor Jiang Fugui's friend, he just wanted to slip away.

   But trouble came, and he couldn't avoid it.

  So, he was very conscientious.

   "Meet Uncle Jiang!"

   Cheng Buzheng bowed his head and saluted, saying:

   "I don't know Master Jiang, but I have a late-night visit, what's the matter?"

  At this moment, Cheng Buzheng just wanted to pretend to be stupid, and put the matter away, please leave this uncle.

   "It's a little thing."

  Uncle Jiang saw Cheng Buzheng looking down at his toes, and said:

   "I heard that my little friend has succeeded in alchemy. It's gratifying to congratulate, unlike the old man's grandnephew, who has achieved nothing!"

  Jiang Shishu is like the grandfather next door, casually chatting about household affairs.

  Which one of the monks in the foundation-building period is easy to get along with? At this moment, it is just his gentle side. On the other hand, Cheng Buzheng doesn't want to know, and dare not know.

   "Master, please come inside!"

  Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation, and then said:

   "Uncle, you are joking, Senior Brother Jiang is also a famous figure in the sect now, not only helping many fellow sects, but also earning a lot of spirit stones."

  Inside the wooden house.

   "Oh~"

  Uncle Jiang seemed very happy when he heard the praise of Jiang Fugui, and then said:

   "I heard that my little friend needs top-grade spirit beads. I wonder if there is such a thing?"

   "Yes, Uncle Jiang!"

  Cheng Buzheng poured wine for Uncle Jiang and said:

   "I want to use this spirit bead as a medicine to prove it."

   "Master, please!"

  As for why Cheng Buzheng wants to use the top-grade Lingzhu as a medicine guide, and what he wants to prove, he doesn't care at all. He cares about one thing at the moment.

"Ok!"

  Uncle Jiang received the white jade wine cup that Buzheng handed over, took a sip, and then said slowly:

   "It's just right, I still have some spirit beads here. As long as my little friend refines a magic pill for the old man, the old man will give you three top-grade spirit beads, how about it?"

   Heard the words.

  Cheng Buzheng paused, looked down at his toes, as if there was something interesting on the ground.

   Seeing this, Uncle Jiang was not surprised. He had seen many alchemists who were unwilling to refine alchemy, and after hearing about it, most of them had this silent attitude.

   But those alchemists have backers behind them, and he doesn't want to provoke them, so his alchemy has never been refined.

   Uncle Jiang was not displeased with Cheng Buzheng's attitude, but he still had to give the necessary attitude.

  Otherwise, the juniors thought that he, as a master in the Foundation Establishment Period, was easy to talk and had no face to speak of.

  (end of this chapter)