Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 110 The well-informed old man

  Fire room, inside the hall.

  Cheng Buzheng thought about it in his heart, then, after organizing his words, he said slowly;

   "Old man, I have seen the record of the Blood Spirit Formation in a travel note in the Buddhist scripture tower. What is the connection between this and the blood refinement formation of the Blood Refining Sect!"

   "You mean "Xiaonan's Journey"!" The old man said in a somewhat mysterious way:

   "Little friend, what do you think of that travel note?"

   "That's right, it's that travel book!" Cheng Buzheng suddenly felt that the old man's tone was a bit strange, and then he said:

   "Others are okay, but the author of the book definitely beautified the protagonist in it on purpose."

   "For example, in the Jin Dynasty calendar, 2562, in July, the young and handsome monk Xiaonan killed a poisonous snake and rescued a young woman who was bathing in a pool."

   "This is clearly the case that Brother Xiaonan was spying on the woman taking a bath."

   "If it was just one time, and it could still be called a chance encounter, then in September of the same year, the upright and brave Xiao Nan once again saved a young woman who was taking a bath."

"Jin Kingdom calendar, 2563 years, 2565 years... etc., this is not once or twice, every one or two years, there are such similar events. "

   "This is clearly the historical record of Xiao Nan's voyeurism!"

  Cheng Buzheng talked eloquently, explaining one by one with numerous examples.

   "Really?" The old man Nan looked a little unnatural, and then echoed:

   "The old man didn't notice that there are such details in this travel book."

   Immediately, he immediately changed the topic, and continued:

   "That's right, the Blood Spirit Formation is also a formation unique to the Blood Refining Sect. However, since the destruction of the Blood Refining Sect, the Blood Spirit Formation has also been spread."

   "However, after the siege and destruction of the major immortal sects, it almost no longer exists in the world. Only a few evil cultivators and the remnants of the blood refinement sect will master this sect formation."

   "Boy, do you know why the Blood Refining Gate will be destroyed?"

  Old man Nan proudly showed off his rich knowledge.

  Cheng Buzheng thought for a while, and said with some uncertainty:

   "It should be caused by the massacre of mortals. Mortals are the cornerstones of the various immortal sects, and most of the disciples are selected from the mortals."

   "The second reason should be that the Blood Refining Sect slaughtered a large number of disciples of the various immortal sects, which has aroused the hostility of many immortal sects, and finally suffered the encirclement and suppression of many immortal sects."

  Cheng Buzheng came to these two conclusions based on the information he got.

  "That's right." Nan old man looked at Cheng Buzheng quite gratifiedly, and then said slowly:

   "It's wise to be able to sum up these two points from simple news."

   "The most important reason why the Blood Refining Sect was wiped out was the blood formation that the Blood Refining Sect has."

   "This formation is based on the blood of a large number of mortals and monks, and combined with the unique skill "Blood Refining Jue" of the Blood Refining Gate, there is a great chance of being promoted to the Foundation Establishment Stage."

   "You can imagine how prosperous the Blood Refining Sect will be after thousands of years. It is doomed that the Blood Refining Sect and the major immortal sects cannot coexist."

   "And every high-level monk is promoted from the foundation-building stage, and the disciples of the major immortals want to be promoted to the foundation-building stage. How difficult it is, how precious and rare is the foundation-building pill."

   "At that time, how will the major immortal sects deal with themselves? This is also the Blood Refining Gate, and they will definitely be strangled by the major immortal sects."

   "This is also the area ruled by the sect. Once there is a large-scale death or injury of ordinary people, the sect will immediately have monks to investigate, so as to prevent the blood from refining the sect and re-emerging."

   "Now the remnants of the Blood Refining Sect have become active again. It seems that the outside world is not peaceful again."

   "What an eventful year!"

  Old man Nan sighed involuntarily as he spoke.

   After Cheng Buzheng listened to the ins and outs of the Blood Refining Gate, he couldn't help but feel the cruelty of the world of cultivating immortals, and he also strengthened the concept of safe development, and everything is based on stability.

  Even if you practice the foundation building stage, you can't go out to roam, it's too dangerous outside.

   "Don't worry if you're old!" Cheng Buzheng raised his wine cup, respected from a distance, and said:

   "Thank you for your concern, boy, I respect you."

   "Do it!" Said the old man Nan, and drank it in one gulp with extraordinary pride.

  Cheng Buzheng was not stingy, he drank heavily, and then turned the wine cup over, without dripping.

   "Boy, grand!" Old Nan said boldly with a slightly red face.

  It seems that the sword is still young, and its heroic spirit remains the same as before.

   "Do it again!"

  After drinking heavily and the flagon was empty, Cheng Buzheng said goodbye to the old man and left with his cheeks flushed slightly.

  Go to the fire room, the gate.

  Cheng Buzheng suddenly turned his head with a teasing look, and said to the red-faced old man Nan inside the counter:

   "Old man Nan, change that "Xiaonan's Journey" when you have time. In case your grandson, grandniece, and grandniece see it one day, it won't be guaranteed at the end of the festival!"

  As soon as the words fell, Cheng Buzheng rushed out immediately.

   Heard the words.

   "You son of a bitch!" Old Nan slapped the counter in front of him angrily, and said a little depressed:

   "Boy, you dare to make fun of me, don't you!"

   "You boy wait."

   Immediately, he changed his mind and said;

   "You son of a bitch, what you said is not bad. If one day my grandniece sees it, the old man's reputation will be ruined."

   "What's more, the old man told his niece and granddaughter about his glorious deeds when he was young. Although there are billions of points in detail, there is also a factual basis, and it is not a random fabrication."

  Thinking of this, the old man Nan quickly stood up and walked out. As for his eldest grandson, he was not in his consideration. He believed that the little fat man would not have the guts to threaten him with such a matter.

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   After Cheng Buzheng got out of the basement fire room, he felt dizzy, and a sentence appeared in his mind;

   "Don't drive the clouds when you drink, don't drink when you drive the clouds, and don't drive the clouds according to the rules, and your loved ones will cry."

  He thought of this, the mana surged in his dantian, and a strong smell of alcohol spread from him.

   Immediately.

  Cheng Buzheng played a formula with both hands, and after a while.

  A gray spirit cloud rose from his feet and flew towards Xianquan Peak and Fenglu Pavilion.

  After the handover was completed, he didn't stop there, and flew directly into the wooden house, packed up and prepared to go out for retreat.

  Inside the wooden house.

  Cheng Buzheng put away several storage bags full of furniture and decorations in the cave.

   Then, he removed the wooden bed, pried open a piece of the floor, and placed a spirit animal bag inside. Cheng Buzheng put it in his arms, and then put the floor and the wooden bed back in place.

  Cheng Buzheng stood inside the wooden house, playing a spell with both hands, and a layer of spiritual light shone outside the wooden house.

  After a breath.

  The spiritual light dissipated, and three array flags flew into his palm. This was the early warning array of the wooden house.

   After Cheng Buzheng put it in the storage bag, he looked around again, and after making sure that there was nothing missing, he walked directly to the door.

  Go out of the wooden door, close the wooden door again, hang a wooden sign on the wooden door, and write the word "going out" on the front of the wooden sign.

   Immediately, Cheng Buzheng stood outside the wooden door, and made a formula with both hands.

  A gray spirit cloud rose from under his feet and flew towards the entrance and exit of the sect formation.

  (end of this chapter)