Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

Chapter 838 Trading
Xianmeng City!
A certain luxurious tea house, in a certain box on the third floor!

Sitting on the chair was an old monk with his eyes slightly closed, wearing an old cassock!

On the tea table in front of him, there are two teacups. The fragrance is overflowing, and the green smoke rises into the sky, as if waiting for a certain distinguished guest?
It is clear!
At this moment, the distinguished guest that the old monk was waiting for has not yet arrived!
After a cup of tea, the old monk suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the door of the box calmly.

Yes, this old monk is the incarnation of Cheng Buzheng!

at this time!

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

squeak!
The door of the box was pushed open, revealing a thin figure.

The person who came was an old man wearing the costume of the Supervisory Hall, his eyes were cloudy, and when he saw the old monk sitting on the chair, a gleam of light flashed in his cloudy eyes.

The light is gone in a flash!
The rosy-faced old man glanced at the two cups of spirit tea on the tea table that were overflowing with fragrance and rising from the smoke, and then walked into the private room in a hurry.

When the old monk saw the person coming, he glanced at his sleeve.

"Master, don't mind, the old man is just joking!"

Hear this.

In an instant.

There are past lives, and there are present lives!

After Cheng Buzheng left the Immortal Mansion, Lingshan...
He went directly to the Lingshan Management Pavilion of the Immortal Mansion, completed the handover of the previously leased cave mansion, and after getting the remaining spirit stones, he went directly to the Teleportation Hall of the Immortal League City!
White light flashes!
Cheng Buzheng disappeared in Xianmeng City!

"Let's go!"

next moment!
The old monk's cassock moved slightly, and his figure disappeared from here.

Reach out!
A variety of colorful spiritual materials appeared in front of him.

This time!

Cheng Buzheng came directly to the teleportation stone platform in the center of the square.

Cheng Buzheng seemed to sense something, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is why there is only one such mission for the lease right transaction of the Cave Mansion in the mission hall of the Supervision Hall!

Even so, Cheng Buzheng did not respond immediately, but said lightly:
"Fellow Daoist is joking!"

While speaking, he stood up and waved his hand. The few low-grade magic weapons floating in front of the old monk were put away by Zhenjun Qingrao.

Immortal Mansion Lingshan, a certain B-level cave mansion, in a secret room.

Hear it!

therefore!

The speed is incredible, as if there is a hallucination in front of you!
But no one, nothing, saw this scene.

In the depths of the earth, a mysterious light flashed past.

Word down!

Hear it!

"Fellow Daoist, how can the poor monk use these magic weapons as a rent for fellow Daoists?"

otherwise!

Of course, it is impossible to issue tasks without certain authority.

Groups of colorful essences floated in the raging sky fire.

When Zhenjun Qingrao was about to say something, but seeing the unmoved expression of the old monk in front of him, he didn't persuade him any more.

Cheng Buzheng caught sight of one large, two small, and three teleportation altars.

But this level of temperature is naturally not worth mentioning for Nascent Soul monks.

"Friend Daoist, your eyes are like torches!" Cheng Buzheng nodded calmly, and said:
"I am indeed not a monk of the Xianmeng!"

Immediately!

"Fellow Taoist, you're joking!" Cheng Buzheng performed a Buddhist salute with one hand, shook his head and said:
"These low-grade magic weapons are just the accumulation of poor monks for many years, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to pay the rent for a while!"

Looking again, the stalwart figure standing above the sky had disappeared at some point.

In a blink of an eye, it's the end of the year again!
Hey, time flies so fast! "

No matter from the initial breakthrough of Nascent Soul to the mid-term, or from the mid-term breakthrough to the later stage, there are obvious effects.

He also has an extra storage bag in his hand.

"This is the token of the Dongfu before this seat, master keep it!"

Cheng Buzheng doesn't know what's going on?

Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand, and a puppet in the corner of the square flew into his palm, and he put it in his storage bag.

Talking room!
Master Qing Rao played with the slightly warm teacup, and after Cheng Buzheng took his seat, he put down the teacup in his hand without showing any trace, and said:
"The master should not be a monk of the Xianmeng!"

Cheng Buzheng shook his head with a smile and said;
"The poor monk has only heard about it in the past, but he has no chance to go to that holy place to see it!"

"Fellow Daoist, wouldn't you let the poor monk walk with you into the rumored sea of ​​taboos?"

"That's why, if the master doesn't have the spiritual objects needed by this seat, don't open your mouth and hurt your friendship!"

Qing Rao Zhenjun squinted his eyes, and before the old monk could reply, he smiled and said:
"And half a year later, there will be an auction of Tianyang Yunshen grass in the dark market on Fengjie Island?"

"By the way, the old man's rental period is still more than 300 years, and fellow Taoists will continue to pay the rental fee for the Dongfu at that time!"

Cheng Buzheng pondered for a while, then shook his head and said:
"Thank you, Daoist, for your kindness. The poor monk has been a little tired of walking outside these years!"

at the same time.

"Yeah!" Qing Rao Zhenjun nodded and said with a smile:
"This task is not dangerous at all, the main thing is to take care of it, a monk?"

Seeing this, Qing Rao Zhenjun laughed and said:

"The poor monk Fahui has met fellow Taoists!"

The texture on the surface of the storage bag flashed slightly, and a token appeared in his palm.

Soon!
Under the respectful reception of the principals of the Lingshan Management Pavilion in the Immortal Mansion, the two completed the transaction.

"Otherwise, if the old man retreats from the cave, the juniors in the alliance will definitely keep this cave secretly!"

Endless sea of ​​clouds, quickly retreating beside Cheng Buzheng...
After half a day.

Then Cheng Buzheng stretched out his right hand, put his thumb on the pad of his index finger, and with a light stroke of his nails, a long and thin wound appeared on his finger, which is equivalent to the defense ability of a low-grade magic weapon!

"One year spent similar, each year is different!

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng could not help but swipe across the surface of the token with his fingertips, and a trace of unevenness reflected in his heart.

Sitting on the chair, Cheng Buzheng calmly said:

Keep your eyes on it!

"Before, I heard that Daoyou was preparing to exchange the lease rights of the second-level cave in Xianmeng City!

In an instant!
That mysterious light appeared in a square.

No process, no dispute, did not stay in the teleportation hall of Xuanfeng Immortal City, and walked directly to another teleportation hall.

The mysterious light dissipated, and a white-haired old man stood on the square.

Then the old monk and Qing Rao Zhenjun walked out of the management pavilion of Lingshan in the Immortal Mansion and parted ways.

Cheng Buzheng walked down the teleportation array and came to the teleportation altar leading to the inland.

Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, cleaned up his traces in the cave, and walked out directly.

Snapped!
A misty halo bloomed from the jade box, and was reflected in the eyes of Zhenjun Qingrao.

Thumb slightly press!
A drop of bright red spiritual blood emerged!

Unknowingly when, endless goose feather-like snowflakes fluttered in the sky.

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng inhaled slightly, and the azure sky fire rolled back, turned into a thunder dragon again, and submerged into his body.

It won't appear in the mission hall of the Overseeing Palace at the end, until today!

As for the jade box on the table, True Monarch Qingrao did not collect the treasure [Red Gold Profound Mine] inside.

The face of the old man has changed!
He turned into a handsome young man, and even his white hair turned into black and glossy black hair!
Immediately.

With such a rare snow scene, what did Cheng Buzheng seem to think of?
Think about it!
The mysterious light dissipated, and a white-haired old man stood in the void.

talking room.

White light flashes!
He appeared in the teleportation room of the secret realm of the ancestors of the Wang family, no... it should be the place of the Cheng clan now!

Qing Rao Zhenjun chuckled lightly and said:

Immediately, he stretched out his hand and flipped it over, and he put the token of the second-level cave in Lingshan, the fairy mansion, into his storage bag.

in a blink.

Although Cheng Buzheng seemed to be an interrogative sentence, the tone was extremely certain.

Immediately he said:
"Since this is the case, the old man will not force Master!"

The two left the teahouse hand in hand, and walked towards the Lingshan Management Pavilion of Xianfu.

"Now I just want to practice quietly for a few years!"

Qing Rao Zhenjun said again:

Followed by.

Whoosh!
A streamer of light rushed obliquely from outside the fairy city, straight into the sky.

Cheng Buzheng said in a low voice.

It just so happens that the poor monk doesn't have a place to live now, so he has the audacity to visit fellow Taoists! "

I saw the old man wearing the costume of the Supervisory Hall, with four pieces of golden nine-leaf clover embroidered on the sleeves, and then the old monk stood up, stepped forward, raised one palm, put it on his chest, and performed a Buddha ceremony , opened the mouth and said:

Speaking of this, Master Qing Rao said meaningfully:

After a long time!

at this time!

"Otherwise, it will not be Grandmaster's turn!"

The streamer disappeared into the sky.

Immediately.

"good!"

"If the poor monk remembers correctly, the teleportation array to the forbidden island is not open to the public!"

Think about it!
Thunder Dragon turned into azure blue sky fire, covering those spiritual materials.

Then he stood up, stretched out his hand and flicked it, the token floating in front of him and the jade box on the tea table disappeared.

heard.

"Walking?" Cheng Buzheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said calmly:

If you sense it carefully, you can feel that this drop of spiritual blood contains majestic power, and the power that erupts is enough to kill the monks who established the foundation.

"Fellow Daoist, please take a look!"

"Yes!" Qing Rao Zhenjun nodded and said;
"Since the master has this spiritual object, how about going to the management pavilion of the Immortal Mansion Lingshan together with the old man to make a handover?"

at the same time!

Tianyang Yunshencao!
These spiritual objects are the best treasures to assist Nascent Soul monks to break through the bottleneck!

next moment!
Cheng Buzheng's thin lips parted slightly, and a ray of thunder shot out, instantly transmitting the temperature in the room, which increased sharply, as if what was breathing was not aura, but raging fire.

"Fellow Daoist, what do you think of this [Red Gold Profound Mine]?"

Hear this.

If it weren't for Zhenjun Qingrao, who needed to specify the rare and precious spiritual objects of heaven and earth, the lease right of the second-level cave mansion in Lingshan, Xianfu, Xianmeng City, in Xianmeng City, would have been traded away by monks as soon as the word was released.

Talking room!
A token appeared in his palm, and then floated in front of the old monk.

Immediately.

"The old man will take his leave!"

The back standing in the void seems to be integrated with the sky and the earth. It seems unattainable, but there is an inexplicable feeling of loneliness.

"That's true!" Qing Rao Zhenjun slightly nodded, and then went straight to the point:

No matter how weak the Nascent Soul cultivator is, he is by no means comparable to the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Seeing this, Qingzhuo smiled and said:
"Master doesn't know, the old man just accepted a mission a few days ago, how many places can be sent to Fengjie Island!"

Cheng Buzheng looked at the back of Zhenjun Qingrao, his eyes flickered for a moment, then he turned his eyes back and landed on the towering Lingfu Lingshan behind him.

Cheng Buzheng looked up at the sky, stretched out one hand, and snowflakes fell on his palm!

"Sit down and talk!"

Qing Rao Zhenjun's eyes moved, and he said with a smile:

"I don't want to inquire about the master's origin, nor do I want to know how the master knows about it?
But since the master knows that the old man sells the lease right of the cave, he should also know, what is the old man looking for? "

Looking again, the scene in front of him has changed.

After a long time, the teleportation formation was activated again!
Cheng Buzheng came to a medium-sized fairy city, then left the teleportation hall of the city, and walked directly outside the fairy city.

However, the success rate of the former is six times that of the latter.

Between heaven and earth, there was a long sigh.

As soon as the thunder light appeared, it turned into a thunder dragon, hovering and cruising in mid-air!

Cheng Buzheng, with an unwavering complexion, stretched out his hand and turned it over, and a jade box appeared on the tea table in front of him.

The rosy-faced Zhenjun Qingrao walked to the tea table, sat down, and said with a smile:
"Master, you don't need to be courteous!"

Cheng Buzheng's speed did not decrease at all, and he fled towards the depths of the endless sea.

next moment!
A ray of mysterious light rushed straight up from the endless sea below, turned into a phantom, and disappeared into the shadow behind Cheng Buzheng.

In the end, his gaze was fixed on this spiritual mountain, somewhere on the lower half of the mountain.

"As long as the old man is performing a mission, the master and the old man will be fine!"

Qing Rao Zhenjun drifted away.

"Master, have you ever been to Sealed Boundary Island?"

The blazing sky flames ignited, and strands of thunder light continued to dance flexibly, like thunder flame elves dancing lightly.

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Xuanfeng sea area, a deserted island somewhere!
A rainbow flashes across the sky...
The next moment, that mysterious light appeared above the deserted island here, and then that mysterious light fell towards the deserted island at an extremely incredible angle!
Mysterious light flashed!
That mysterious light disappeared into the land of the deserted island!

I saw a piece of spirit gold the size of a baby's fist placed in the jade box, with golden feather-like textures emerging on the surface!
After careful induction, one can detect this rare spiritual material, and the surrounding area is filled with extremely strong Dao rhyme!
Seeing this, a flash of joy flashed in the depths of Zhenjun Qingrao's eyes, but this trace of joy quickly disappeared!
This time!

Zhenjun Qingrao's tone was extremely firm, obviously there was no room for negotiation.

Cheng Buzheng murmured in his heart, and a warm picture of twilight flashed in his mind like a fleeting image.

With the assistance of this spirit, breaking through from the peak of the early Nascent Soul to the middle of the Nascent Soul is almost a sure thing, which shows the heaven-defying effect of these spirits.

But it is.

"If there is a chance, master, would you like to accompany the old man?"

This clearly means, please settle the advance payment.

After pondering for a while, Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand to flip it over, and several low-grade magic weapons appeared in front of him, and said lightly:

"Poor monk? The master is not poor at all, is he very generous?"

at the same time!

Simultaneously.

Cheng Buzheng played a series of formulas with both hands.

In an instant, that drop of spiritual blood erupted with a strong blood-colored light.

this moment!
The teleportation room was shrouded in blood, as if in a sea of ​​blood.

As Cheng Buzheng continued to play...
The bloody aura is getting more and more dazzling!
The traces of veins spread in that drop of spiritual blood!
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(End of this chapter)