Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  Chapter 450 Past events

  Inside the stone cave.

   There was a humming sound.

   "What do you think?"

  Murong Wanwan saw Cheng Buzheng with complicated eyes, and seemed to understand something, then said in a bad mood:

   "This concubine specifically asked the master for it on the grounds of refining the magic weapon of her own life."

  This scoundrel, why is he so bad?

  How can it be, so miss Master!

  Although the master accepted me as a disciple with a little utilitarian heart, he has treated me well these years.

   Murong Wanwan thought to herself.

   Cheng Buzheng had a smile in his eyes, and then he thought about the secret technique before, and said:

   "By the way, is the secret technique used by Shuangxiu the secret technique of your sect?"

   "Before, I also got a similar secret technique."

   As he spoke, Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the storage bag that had fallen in some corner, and a piece of jade slip flew out, flying straight towards the stone bed.

  A piece of jade slip fell into Cheng Buzheng's hands.

   "Impossible!" Murong Wanwan said uncertainly:

   "This secret technique has been passed down for thousands of years in this sect."

   Immediately.

  Cheng Buzheng handed the jade slip to Murong Wanwan in his arms.

  Murong Wanwan took the jade slip with some doubts, and checked it.

  Less pour.

   "Husband, where did your jade slip come from?"

  It was related to the inheritance of the sect, Murong Wanwan hurriedly asked.

  Cheng Buzheng also knows the importance of sect inheritance!

  If one is not good, it will cause a war between the two sects.

   Besides, Murong Wanwan is his Taoist companion, so there is no need to hide it.

   Even after many years, he still remembers the scene clearly.

   Immediately, Cheng Buzheng recounted what happened in the trial chamber that year.

  As for, some details were mentioned by him.

  The main story is about the origin and harvest of the Xuanyinmen female cultivator.

  Murong Wanwan relaxed after listening to Cheng Buzheng's narration, especially when he talked about the origin of that female cultivator.

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng also knew that there might be something else going on, but Murong Wanwan didn't interrupt him, so Cheng Buzheng had no choice but to tell it.

   not long.

  The story is over.

  Murong Wanwan smiled and said:

   "Don't worry!"

   "When the concubine heard the origin of this secret technique, she could almost be sure that it wasn't leaked from the sect's inheritance."

"what happened?"

  Cheng Buzheng asked curiously:

   "Could it be that your Cyanwood Sect still has the same origin as the Xuanyin Sect?"

  After all, most of the scriptures of these two secret arts are similar, only a small part of the content is slightly different.

  Even if it is a dual-cultivation secret technique with the same effect, its content cannot be the same.

   Only those who belong to the same family can do this.

"how is this possible?"

  Murong Wanwan's beautiful eyes turned white and Cheng Buzheng said;

   "The origin of this secret technique is recorded in the jade slips."

   "Thousands of years ago, the ancestors of our sect and the ancestors of Xuanyin sect discovered it together while investigating a ruined mansion."

"However, when this secret technique was discovered at the time, its content was somewhat missing, but not a lot of missing content, and then a copy was made together, and later the ancestor revised it, and then relied on this secret technique to help Taoist companions be promoted to Jindan stage."

   "Later, after continuous revisions by generations of ancestors, this secret technique became even more exquisite."

   "This is also the difference between the secret arts recorded by Xuanyinmen and the secret arts of this sect."

   "However, husband, are you really good? It's no wonder you were able to form alchemy when you were able to kill the core disciples of Xuanyinmen during the Qi training period."

   Murong Wanwan smiled coquettishly.

  This secret technique is not something that ordinary disciples can practice.

  The female cultivator back then was at least a golden elixir seed in Xuanyinmen, otherwise she would not be able to obtain this secret technique.

   This is indeed the case. It was very difficult to deal with that female cultivator when the schedule was indisputable. Her strength is by no means comparable to that of ordinary monks in the qi training period.

  Cheng Buzheng also smiled at Murong Wanwan's praise, and understood why the two secret arts are so similar!

   Immediately, he thought of the relationship between the two sects, and couldn't help feeling a headache.

   If the two want to be together in a fair and aboveboard manner, they must resolve the conflict between the two sects.

   Otherwise, we can only rely on strength to speak.

   This is also the most true truth in the world of cultivating immortals.

  At least the strength of the Nascent Soul stage is required, otherwise it is almost impossible for the two to be together.

  Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng couldn't help saying:

   "Wanwan, do you know why there is such a big conflict between our two sects?"

   "I heard that the relationship was pretty good before? They almost merged!"

   "Husband, don't you know?"

  Murong Wanwan asked in surprise.

  As soon as this remark came out, she thought that Cheng Buzheng had just formed an alchemy, and had broken through in the endless sea. Maybe she really didn't know about the two sects.

  After all, when Cheng Buzheng went to the Endless Sea, he had only just broken through the Foundation Establishment Stage for a few years, and he didn't know the secrecy of the sect.

  Just when Murong Wanwan was about to speak, Cheng Buzheng smiled helplessly:

   "When I came back, I heard a little bit from my brother, but the inside story is not clear."

   "Isn't it a good thing your ancestors did?"

  Murong Wanwan said angrily.

   Sure enough, the stone hammer!

   I knew the reason of Zhong Laosan.

   No wonder, senior brother Xu said so vaguely, how dare he talk nonsense about the ancestors!

   Just as she was about to listen to Murong Wanwan's narration, unexpectedly she didn't continue, but instead asked:

   "Husband, do you know? What is the relationship between the ancestor of this sect and the ancestor of Chaofeng who has fallen?"

   "Master and apprentice?"

  Cheng Buzheng replied subconsciously.

   "No, it's mother and daughter!" Murong Wanwan shook her head and said:

   "Zhenjun Fengling is my concubine's master, and she is also the daughter of Zhenjun Chaofeng."

   "Similarly, she is also the daughter of your ancestor."

  The words fall.

  She slightly raised her jade neck, looking at Cheng Buzheng who was a little surprised.

  This anecdote is a secret of two cases.

  The number of monks who know about it is only five fingers.

  But as the successor of Fengling Zhenjun, of course he knows the inside story clearly.

   He even understood the extent of the grievances between the two sects.

  At the moment, she doesn't expect to be able to be with her husband day and night, she can only hope that after the breakthrough in cultivation.

  However, Cheng Buzheng suddenly heard the secret here, and the doubts in his heart were immediately resolved.

  Why, the ancestor didn't embarrass the monks of the Cyanwood Sect anymore.

  In the Baiyunfeng Square, the one who saw the Cyanwood Sect fighting was the successor of Fengling Zhenjun, and even gave a special warning.

  Everything is unlocked at this moment!

  Isn’t the daughter’s successor the successor of the old scumbag Zhong?

  Perhaps, he was rewarded heavily for the sake of the family's face before, but when he saw that the one who played was the successor of his daughter, that changed.

   It's no wonder that the old scumbag Zhong put away all the precious magic weapons in the treasure room.

   As for the difference between the sect's treasure hall and his treasure room, that's just a joke.

  I had doubts before, but I didn't expect the truth to be like this.

  If it wasn't for the sake of face, I'm afraid that the old scumbag Zhong's treasure room might not even have those precious spiritual objects.

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  (end of this chapter)