Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 438 Attribution

over time.

  In the sky above Baiyun Gate, among the thousands of small paths made up of squares, all the monks received more and more rewards.

  Cheng Buzheng's hidden treasures, a large part of them, are behind.

   This also made all the monks in the path in the second half of the stage all smile.

  However, the closest monk to the treasure at the end is only a dozen blocks away.

  Secondly, there is a group of monks who are only twenty blocks away from the finish line.

  At this moment, many monks in Baiyunfeng Square turned their attention to it.

   After all, this is about their interests.

   Once the disciples under his seat get the three Yuanyang pills, they will undoubtedly offer them up.

  If the disciples under the sect do not live up to expectations, it is almost impossible to obtain Yuanyang Pill.

  At this time, the corners of the mouths of several Jindan senior brothers in the sect moved slightly, and they began to discuss!

   Carve up the front, a group of sect monks without background.

   Immediately, sound transmissions were sent to the group of monks at the front.

  I saw that those monks who were breaking through the barrier had a flash of joy in their eyes, obviously they got an irresistible temptation.

   Even so, none of the monks stopped.

   After all, if you want to get the promise of Jindan Daoist, you need to win the final reward.

  Otherwise, it’s just an empty joy!

   Same.

  The Golden Core monks who came to congratulate them saw that their disciples were either eliminated, or they were in the middle and late stages of the grid path, and they had no hope of receiving rewards, so they immediately discussed with the familiar Golden Core monks.

  And those monks who were in the first batch of other sects also received sound transmission from the Jindan monk who led the team, and passed on various benefits to the disciples who were breaking through.

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng didn't care, it was just expected.

  Therefore, there must be a lot of blood for not accepting disciples this time, and there is no way to do it.

  Although in the eyes of others, Cheng Buzheng suffered a great loss, but to Cheng Buzheng, that was the case.

   After all, the most precious Yuanyang Pill is just what remains after completing the mission of the Treasure Tower.

   Not to mention, those magic tools, treasures, and talismans are not worth mentioning at all.

   Even so.

  But Cheng Buzheng doesn't want to take advantage of others easily.

  That's why I created such a game. After all, this game has taken good care of Zongmen.

   also took this opportunity to give some benefits to many juniors.

Simultaneously.

   It can also be regarded as a little benefit for the brothers in the sect.

   After all, in the sect, the brothers have already occupied a large number of advantages, so it is not good to be biased.

   While Cheng Buzheng was secretly thinking about how to successfully complete this golden elixir banquet.

  The first place this time will be announced soon!

  I saw a young man with a handsome face, who made six o'clock several times in a row.

  With joy in his eyes, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he rushed to the last square in a hurry, fearing that he would be one step too late and be snatched away by other monks.

   After all, it is not far from the end point, no less than several monks.

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng also recognized the origin of this person. It wasn't the monks from the Baiyunmen who had the upper hand, nor the monks from the immortal sects who came to congratulate him, but the monks from the family with the smallest number and the weakest power.

   There were only three foundation-building monks from this fairy clan, and they didn't expect to be the ones who had the last laugh.

   It can be seen that in the world of cultivating immortals, sometimes there are too many people to get a chance.

  On the other side, many monks present saw this scene.

   All gathered towards the ancestor of the immortal clan, not only the golden core monks from the various immortal sects, but also several golden core monks from the Baiyun sect surrounded him.

   It seems to be congratulating, but in fact it has other plans.

at the same time.

  Over the sky of Baiyun Gate, the handsome young monk stepped forward and came to the last square.

   Just stepped into this square.

  A huge subtitle appeared above the White Cloud Gate.

   "Congratulations on the great opportunity you got, you got three elixir, and you can ascend to the spirit world!"

   "Xianyuan game is over!"

  At the same time, three Yuanyang pills flashed and floated in front of him.

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng smiled and waved his hand!

   One after another figure was photographed by him.

  Almost at the same time, the spiritual stairway that seemed to be real, and the thousands of grid paths suspended above the White Cloud Gate, shattered.

  The monks who came to congratulate them returned to the square, and the monks in the qi training period in the sect happily returned to the cave to check the harvest.

   For a while, the sect became lively again.

  In Baiyunfeng Square, the foundation cultivator who had obtained three Yuanyang pills came to his ancestor and respectfully offered the three Yuanyang pills.

   See here.

  The short patriarch, smiling, accepted the filial piety of his tribe.

   Immediately, he took a look at the Golden Core monks who were eyeing the various sects.

  These immortal families are big, and with the size of his family, it is impossible to fight against any one.

   Therefore, I dare not offend.

  He is the one with the highest cultivation level in the family, and he doesn't have any capital to compete with Da Zong who owns Yuanying Zhenjun.

   After all, these immortal races are living in the cracks between the various sects.

  Therefore, any sect can swallow the three Yuanyang pills alone, but they, the cultivating families, can't.

  The old man who has matured into a mature person, in a blink of an eye, he thought of a way.

   "Fellow daoists, I will keep one of these three pills of Yuanyang, and I will give the remaining two pills to fellow daoists at a fair price, but how about you negotiate with each other?"

  The words fall.

  The Golden Core cultivators of the various sects nodded, and they agreed to keep one of the three pills.

   Immediately, they discussed with each other via sound transmission.

  After some compromise and discussion, the remaining two Yuanyang pills fell into the hands of two Jindan monks.

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng secretly sighed:

   "As expected of being the patriarch of the clan, he has not been dazzled by interests."

   "Otherwise, it won't take long for this clan to be suppressed, or even exterminated."

  If only one grain is kept, not only will there be no such disadvantages, but it will form a good relationship with the monks who got the Yuanyang Pill, and will not be calculated by those Jindan monks.

  This move can be described as killing birds with one stone.

   It can be seen that every monk who has cultivated to the golden core state is not that simple.

   At this time.

   Fuyouzi, who didn't get Yuanyang Pill, turned his eyes and looked at Cheng Buzhengdao;

   "Cheng Daoyou, I don't know if you have the remaining Yuanyang pill in your hand!"

  Those Jindan cultivators who wanted to ask for a long time all opened their mouths and said:

   "Cheng Daoyou, how about buying it at a price that is 30% higher than the market price?"

   "Yes! Buy it at a price that is 50% higher than the market price?"

  “·····”

  Even the brothers of Tongmen looked over at this moment, and the expectation in their eyes was clearly visible.

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng cursed inwardly:

   "You are all thinking about farts, wanting to use spirit stones to buy panacea, and your dreams are not as beautiful as you think!"

  Although Cheng Buzheng cursed secretly in his heart, he still had a smile on his face and said hypocritically:

   "It's not long before I broke through. I got a bottle of Yuanyang Pill by chance. After the breakthrough, I used it to pile up the foundation. I used seven pills for three years of cultivation."

   "If it weren't for not finding a suitable disciple, I would be reluctant to take out these three Yuanyang pills."

  Finally, Cheng Buzheng showed a wry smile.

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  (end of this chapter)