Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 105 Sudden news (46)

   Three days later.

  Baiyun Gate, Fire Room.

  In the hall, as usual, Cheng Buzheng greeted Old Man Nan who had just collected books, and left.

  After leaving the fire room.

  Cheng Buzheng struck out a formula with both hands, and a gray cloud rose from under his feet, flying towards Taxian Peak.

  He felt uneasy, whether Uncle Jiang would give him the remaining three high-grade spirit beads as promised before.

   Immediately, he thought of the spirit thunder alchemy in the storage bag, and felt much more at ease.

  Before he knew it, he came to a rather exquisite courtyard.

  At this moment, the courtyard in front of me is covered by a layer of silky and thin array.

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng wiped the storage bag, took out a sound transmission talisman, muttered a few words, raised his right hand, and a crimson light shot into the courtyard.

  Less pour.

  Suddenly, a gap like an arch appeared in the large formation in front of him.

   Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng didn't delay, and stepped directly into the courtyard.

  He walked along the path in front of the door and entered the hall of the courtyard.

  The furnishings in the hall are also quite simple, with a tea table on the top, two grand master chairs on the left and right, and a picture of the Eight Diagrams hanging on the back.

  On the left and right sides of the hall, there are three chairs neatly placed on each side, and several landscape pictures are hung on the walls on the left and right sides.

   Cheng Buzheng took a hasty glance, then quietly stood with his hands down, waiting for his uncle to arrive.

  After ten breaths.

   "Yes, you boy!"

  Uncle Jiang walked into the hall through the side door with a smile, and said:

   "Is it good news for the old man?"

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng knew that if he told him later that the refining of the spirit thunder alchemy had failed, he might not have this expression.

   "Yes, Uncle Jiang!"

  Cheng Buzheng's complexion was pale, as if his vitality had been seriously injured, and then he said slowly:

   "Disciple, you have successfully refined the Spirit Thunder Pellet."

   As soon as the words fell, Cheng Bu fought for a jade box, stepped forward slowly, and handed the jade box to Uncle Jiang.

  Although Jiang Gu looked calm, his hands moved much faster, which showed that his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

  Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng pondered secretly.

   "Little friend, you have worked hard!"

  Jiang Gu opened the jade box, his eyes fell on the inside of the jade box, a thunder light flickered on the round pill, and he said absent-mindedly:

   "Not bad, very good, the power can meet the expectations of the old man."

  Jiang Gu said as he took out the spirit thunder alchemy inside, and looked it over carefully.

   "Uncle Master is absurd!" Cheng Buzheng said with a respectful expression, a little weakly:

   "Although the spirit-thunder magic pill was refined, the disciple extracted a quarter of the thunder essence and used it for testing. He couldn't help the uncle refine that ball of thunder essence into a spirit-thunder magic pill."

   "Disciple, I feel ashamed."

  Less pour.

  Jiang Gu put the spirit thunder pill back into the jade box, closed the jade box, and sealed it with a magic talisman.

   "Little friend!"

  Jiang Gu sighed quietly, and spoke with some sincerity.

  Hearing this, Cheng Buzheng's heart skipped a beat. This was an obvious prelude to the routine, but his expression remained unchanged. Let's see what the old man said.

   "The five high-grade spirit beads were taken away by Master Qu, the master of the alchemy hall."

   "This old man is only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, but Uncle Qu is in the late stage of foundation establishment. His arms are no longer than his thighs. Uncle Qu said, if you want it, let you go find him."

   "Fortunately, the old man was so talkative, that's why he left a top-grade spirit bead."

   As he spoke, he took out a Lingzhu and flew it in front of Cheng Buzheng.

   After listening, Cheng Buzheng almost turned his nose, but his right hand was extremely honest, and he held the Lingzhu in front of him.

  He complained in his heart but didn't stop.

   "What do you call him, come to look for Master Qu, if you really go to the door, I am afraid that Master Qu will slap him flying."

   "What are you talking about, meaning, thank you, I finally left a Lingzhu."

  Uncle Jiang knew that he didn't dare to come to the door, so he found this reason to be vague.

  He had no choice but to endure it silently, but he scolded this old guy in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any anger on his face.

   "Thank you, uncle for maintenance."

  Cheng Buzheng clasped his fists respectfully and said:

   "From now on, if the uncle needs anything, the disciple will be on call."

  Cheng Buzheng said against his will, but he made himself sick, but he had to, maybe this is the [Senior Uncle Affection] in the world of cultivating immortals!

"Ok!"

  Jiang Shishu sighed quietly, and said slowly:

   "Little friend, it is not in vain for the old man to think so."

  After speaking, Uncle Jiang picked up a cup of tea.

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng knew it was time to leave, and he still understood this bit of worldliness.

   What's more, he didn't want to stay here for a moment. In fact, this old guy was really shameless and **** him off. He didn't even have a symbolic compensation.

  As for, that Lingzhu was originally his, and it was not compensation at all.

   "Master, this disciple is resigning!" Cheng Buzheng bowed his head and saluted.

"Ok!"

  Jiang Shishu nodded, picked up the white jade teacup, knocked the lid lightly on the rim of the cup, suddenly thought of something, stopped his movements, and then said:

   "Let me tell you a piece of news, it's the old man's kindness."

   "After the next seed trial, the secret realm will be closed for 60 years, so please think about it!"

   "But the secret must not be leaked at the moment, so as not to cause panic among the juniors."

   After speaking, he took a deep look at Cheng Buzheng, and then took a sip of spiritual tea.

   "The disciple knows."

   "Thank you, Uncle Master, for your advice!"

  ········

  Less pour.

  Cheng Buzheng maintained his expression, respectful yet polite, and walked out of the courtyard full of worries.

  He made that silky and thin big formation, and played a formula.

  After a breath.

  A gray spirit cloud rose under his feet and flew towards the wooden house.

  At this time, he was very preoccupied and in extremely bad condition, so it was not suitable for him to refine a French soul puppet.

  Inside the wooden house.

  Cheng Buzheng put away the wooden bed and took out the Lingyu bed.

   Sitting cross-legged on the jade bed, Cheng Buzheng was thinking quietly with his chin resting on his right hand.

  The Spiritual Jade Bed is a treasure. Whether it can be promoted to the ninth level of Qi training within five years depends on it and the (extreme version) Qi Gathering Pill.

  Original plan, he was not going to participate in the seed trial five years later, and waited seventeen years before participating.

  He is only twenty-one years old this year. Seventeen years later, he will be in the prime of his life, thirty-eight years old.

   As long as one breaks through the foundation building period before the age of forty, there will be no problem, but after the age of forty, the probability of success in foundation building plummets.

   After seventeen years, his cultivation must be at the peak of Qi training, and he is confident enough that his hole cards will increase. Then he will participate in the seed trial.

  —Ninety-five percent.

   But now, five years later, he will have to participate in the 'Seed Trial'. The speed of mana improvement, five years, is enough.

   But every bottleneck takes time.

  In the past, he would thoroughly polish and purify his mana, and then he would be promoted naturally.

  But almost all of the fellow students are not like this. Most of them are confident enough to take the risk of breaking through.

  If it wasn't for the deduction of the Starry Sky Art, the cultivated mana would be of high purity and strength, and it would be much easier to break through the realm.

  The same is true. Over the years, cultivating Starry Sky Master has spent too many resources.

  But for the sake of longevity and great cause, he must have enough patience to lay a good foundation, otherwise, talking about tall buildings and great summers is just a joke.

   This sudden change caught him off guard and he had to change his original plan.

  At this moment, he only has five years left!

  Five years later, there will be another round of 'seed trial', and the next time will be sixty years later.

  Now, if he wants to build a foundation, there are only two roads before him.

   Either risk your life or risk your life, if you don't succeed, you will be benevolent.

   Either participate in the next 'Seed Trial', get enough elixir, and exchange it for Foundation Establishment Pills, there is no other way.

  The first one is completely inconsistent. His practice purpose, now he can only choose the second way.

  Cheng Buzheng had a complex expression, thinking bitterly.

  (end of this chapter)