The Most Outstanding Anchor Immortal Cultivation System

Chapter 121 Warming up
"Ahem, I also felt weird at first."

Wang Zheng coughed dryly, and explained, "After thinking about it, she was most likely an alarmist, deliberately distracting my mind and distracting me from participating in the Pill King Competition. It is really sinister!"

"Really?" Zheng Xueqi smiled meaningfully, "Why do I think she is interested in you?"

"Yeah, Xiaoying also has this intuition." Yun Xiaoying blinked her beautiful eyes and said seriously.

"How come?" Wang Zheng argued hastily, "I don't even know her..."

"Hey, my husband's charm is getting bigger and bigger." Zheng Xueqi pretended to be lost.

"Yes, they can attract bees and butterflies in Xijianhai, thousands of miles away." Yun Xiaoying also sighed deliberately.

"There are more and more confidante..."

"I can hardly count on two hands!"

The two beauties sang together, Wang Zheng was completely overwhelmed and begged for mercy.

In the end, after punishing himself with five cups in a row, the second daughter spared him.

After drinking and eating, the three of them went downstairs.

Calling Zhou Yuan, he greeted Deacon Ma Shidong embarrassedly, making him wait for so long.

Yun Xiaoying had her own chariot, Wang Zheng thought again and again, and let Yun Ting take the drunk Xiaoying and Zheng Xueqi back to Yun's house.

As for himself, he got into Yang Canghai's special car and went to rest in the guest rooms prepared by the Pill Pavilion for the participating talents from all over the world.

After a few incense sticks, the special car stopped at the gate of a quiet courtyard.

This is the site of the Pill Pavilion. The environment is elegant and quiet amidst the hustle and bustle. There are several open posts and secret posts outside the gate, and the security measures are quite in place.

Zhou Yuan warmly greeted the guards, and led Wang Zheng to an independent villa.

There are flowers, grass, small bridges and flowing water outside the door, and all living facilities inside the door are complete, and the decoration is simple but not simple.

Tsk tsk, if it were some developed countries on earth, the expensive prime location of the capital city, I don't know how much it would cost to buy such a building.

"Lord Wang, this is the Suzaku Ding, which is of the same quality as the Qinglong Ding you used back then." Zhou Yuan took out a dark red alchemy furnace from the space ring.

"Master Zhou has a heart." Wang Zheng accepted it without hesitation.

"Castle Master, you should rest early and prepare for the competition seven days later."

Zhou Yuan smiled and said, "If you have any needs in life, you can use the bell at the door to contact the flexible servant or maid. You can also contact Zhou. I am in another guest room not far away, waiting for orders at any time."

"Master Zhou is too polite, please do as you please."

Wang Zheng was very satisfied with Zhou Yuan's enthusiasm and meticulousness, and expressed his sincere thanks.

Zhou Yuan gave a few more instructions, moved his fat body, turned and left.

It is true that many friends have many paths.

If it wasn't for knowing Zhou Yuan, it would definitely not be so smooth now, not to mention the black eyes.

It's getting late.

Wang Zheng held up the magic lamp, illuminating the delicate room brightly.

I took a basin of hot water by myself, bathed my feet slowly, and washed away the fatigue of the day.

Although I have money and a certain status now, I am still not used to using so-called servants and maids to serve.

Born as a poor orphan, he has developed a good habit of self-reliance, and he doesn't want to be contaminated by the bad habits of aristocratic and wealthy families.

After washing, he didn't go to bed immediately, but took out the requiem wood and called softly.

"Master, are you there?"

A white ghost came out, it was the soul of Sikong who had not moved for a long time.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Yes, Master."

Wang Zheng completely recovered his memory, his personality became calmer, and he was no longer indifferent to Sikong Soul as before.

"I have a few questions, which I have been thinking about in my heart all the time. I am afraid that after a long time, I will form a demon and affect my heart."

"Oh, you can ask." Sikonghun said lightly.

"Senior Mu Wantian, you must have been Jindan masters 200 years ago. However, it feels like the strength of the Ninghai realm to me."

Wang Zheng said slowly, "But in Pinghai City, Senior Mu once again exploded with the strength of the golden core, and directly wiped out the scum of the Mu family! What's going on?"

"I knew you would ask this." Sikong Soul was not surprised at all, "Brother Mu and I have been trapped for 200 years, and our strength has regressed, so we usually have the strength of congealing the sea. But the foundation is still there, and occasionally the strength of Jindan erupts Not surprising."

"It's just that there will be a period of weakness after the eruption. I'm fine. There are spiritual veins nourishing in the ancient tomb. Brother Mu is trapped under the volcano in the secret realm alone, and his strength has deteriorated even more. He uses the strength of the golden core, and the period of weakness may be longer .”

It turned out to be the case.

Wang Zheng nodded, and continued to ask: "That woman in green during the day, isn't Zhang Keke who showed up in the black market?"

"Haha, you've met so many women, don't you even wink?" Sikong Hun deliberately joked.

"Damn!...Master, we're talking about serious business!" Wang Zheng rolled his eyes and swallowed the adjective "disrespectful for old people" into his stomach.

"Well, it's not the same person, but it must be related!" Sikong Soul also recovered his seriousness, "Why, are you scared, kid?"

"Hehe, Wang Zheng didn't have the word "fear" on this road!" Wang Zheng smiled, "But being brave doesn't mean being stupid and aggressive. If you think about it, it's always right, right?"

Sikong Soul nodded, and was more satisfied with Wang Zheng's progress: "Come on, kid! Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and sometimes unknown dangers may also be huge benefits!"

Wang Zheng knew that this old guy ate more salt than he ate rice.

A careful understanding of his teachings will definitely be of great benefit to one's own path of practice.

After thinking about it, he fell into a deep sleep.

In the past few days, Wang Zheng has been staying in the villa. Apart from eating and drinking, he is quietly comprehending "Fifty Intermediate and Advanced Pill Prescriptions".

Although using the "Instant Learning Technique" has been mastered seven to eighty-eight, some details still need to be carefully understood by oneself.

In essence, the "Instant Learning Technique" can be regarded as heresy, just like using heaven and earth treasures to forcibly improve one's cultivation level quickly, if the foundation is not solid, there will be hidden dangers sooner or later.

Five days passed in a flash.

During this period, Zhou Yuan tactfully did not disturb him, and the clever Yun Xiaoying and Zheng Xueqi would not hold him back at this time.

Early this morning, there was a knocking sound on the door.

"Please come in." Wang Zheng looked at the door brightly.

"Morning King Castle!" Zhou Yuan's chubby body moved in, "The day after tomorrow is the official match, and today is the warm-up day for the match. I'll invite you to step on the field and get to know the environment. Announce the general scope of the competition."

"Okay, I'm sorry." Wang Zheng stood up.

The competition venue was not far away, and the two walked slowly while chatting.

When we got there, we found that it was a huge yard, which was more than enough for horse racing.

Although the venue is large, it is well-organized and divided into several large areas. It is not yet known what the functions of each area are.

The scene was already bustling with many people.

There are participating disciples, accompanying teachers, relatives and friends, and some nobles and wealthy people. It is estimated that they are checking the scene and making friends with or recruiting capable alchemy talents.

According to Wang Zheng's observation, most of the participating alchemists are young children, and they basically wear star-studded alchemy medals on their chests.

Most of them are fourth-rank, and occasionally there are a few fifth-rank ones.

A large group of people surrounded the fifth-rank alchemists, exchanging ideas enthusiastically.

Apart from Wang Zheng himself, there were a few who didn't wear the Alchemy Medal, which attracted special attention.

One was a young man with a gloomy complexion, his expression extremely arrogant.

One is an elderly middle-aged man, smiling, but occasionally his eyes flash.

One is a young woman wearing a white gauze, and she is covered in white clothes and white shirts.

The other one met once in Zuixian Tower, to be precise, she didn't show her true face, but only saw a woman in green cloth with a green gauze covering her face.

Damn, both women covered their faces.

I don't know if it's too beautiful to worry about being snatched away, or because it's too ugly to scare others.

Wang Zheng thought secretly.

Unexpectedly, I found that many people were also looking at me with various eyes.

Uh, maybe it's because I didn't wear a medal.

If I had known earlier, I would ask Zhou Yuan to borrow a medal, or simply use mud to make up the number.

"Castle Master Wang, let's go over there to see the notice." Zhou Yuan's round body blocked a lot of complicated gazes on Wang Zheng.

"Okay." Wang Zheng silently praised the careful Zhou Yuan.

Unexpectedly, just a few steps away, Mr. Pianpian, whom he had seen in Zuixian Tower, walked towards him.

"Yo, who am I supposed to be? Isn't this the well-known castle master?" Mr. Pianpian raised his eyebrows and fanned the folding fan in his hand.

Consciously or unintentionally, he showed off the fourth-rank alchemy medal hanging on his chest.

The follower next to him understood, and chimed in and said, "Oh, who said it wasn't! The castle master invented some small things such as playing cards and mahjong, which are very popular among idlers!"

The words "gadget" and "idle slacker" are deliberately bitten hard.

"Yes, yes! And those aunts and wives who have nothing to do all day, spend every day on the mahjong table! They really make money!"

"Although these things make people lose their minds, I have to say that they are really interesting and can pass a lot of time!"

"Hey, our Young Master Wei can only study alchemy, and we are so miserable that we don't know how to play. Although we are a fourth-rank alchemist at a young age, how much fun is lost!"

A group of people sang in unison, playing sneakily with explicit praise and private criticism.

Satirizing Wang Zheng as worthless, but flattering Mr. Wei extremely.

Young Master Pianpian Wei Huanbing smiled: "Oh, you may not know that the castle master won the third-rank alchemist Hu Yidan a few months ago!"

"What, a third-rank alchemist? Haha, a third-rank alchemist is only worthy of carrying shoes for Mr. Wei."

"Even if you are a third-rank alchemist, you don't know whether that kind of competition is real or fake. There are rumors in the world that three points are true and seven points are false!"

"I think so too."

"I don't know how the castle master can participate in the Pill King Competition..."

Mr. Wei was even more proud, as if beating Wang Zheng, he himself had a lot of face: "Oh, you may not know that the king's castle owner is quite rich, and you may spend a lot of money to buy someone who is open to money or not. Those who have won the special recommendation quota."

"Young master's eyes are like torches!"

"Young Master Wei is right."

"Sure enough, he predicts things like a god, and he can see through the tricks in everything at a glance."

A group of people joined in one after another.

Wang Zheng watched coldly, watching with disdain these clowns directing, acting and talking to themselves.

Zhou Yuan couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to speak out to reprimand and refute, but suddenly a middle-aged man rushed forward with a dark face, and slapped Young Master Wei with a "papapapapa"!

The surrounding people suddenly fell silent.

Wei Huanbing covered his face, which was swollen like a steamed bun, and couldn't believe it. He asked in a crying voice, "Father, why did you hit me in front of so many people?"

(End of this chapter)