White Cloud Sect, Immortal Treading Peak.
Two spiritual lights fell in front of an exquisite courtyard.
Jiang Siling and Jiang Fugui looked at the yard in front of them, but they were enveloped in a silky and thin layer of Great Array.
See this.
Jiang Siling shot a Method Formula with both hands, and a white light shot out from her fingertips, and the white light wrapped around Great Array in front of her eyes.
Lean less.
An arched gate-shaped gap appeared in front of the two people.
"Let's go!"
Jiang Siling whispered, then walked into Great Array first and walked towards the hall.
Not long after, the two came to the hall.
Jiang Siling struck out a Method Formula with both hands, and Light Screen appeared in the hall. As Method Formula kept changing, scenes were turned over one after another.
suddenly.
"Stop!" Jiang Fugui shouted quickly:
"That was Junior Brother Cheng just now, Little Sister, please turn to the previous scene!"
Jiang Siling turned Method Formula over in his hand again. In Light Screen, a monk with a slender figure, wearing gray robes, black hair blowing in the wind, and a jade-like face was playing, rushing along the road to the hall to get to the scene.
"Is that him?" Jiang Siling pointed at the monk in Light Screen and said.
"Yeah!"
Jiang Fugui responded in a low voice.
Immediately.
The two didn't speak and watched quietly until Cheng Buzheng left the courtyard and disappeared into Light Screen.
"Brother!" Jiang Siling said a little disappointed:
"Please give this storage bag to Junior Brother Cheng for me and apologize to him on behalf of Little Sister."
"You'd better go in person!" Jiang Fugui sighed in a low voice, and then said:
"Little Sister, since we have met, it would seem a bit overreaching for me to go, but it would seem more sincere for you to go."
"Also, don't ask Grandpa Second about this matter. Let's end it here!"
"As far as I know, Junior Brother Cheng is also quite afraid of trouble."
Jiang Fugui means something.
Hear the words.
Jiang Siling also knew what it meant, so he did not reject Jiang Fugui's proposal.
"Okay, Little Sister will go right away." Jiang Siling, who was just about to make a move, paused and said:
"Brother, where does Junior Brother Cheng live?"
"No. 3 Canyon, wooden house No. 378." Jiang Fugui said with some waning interest.
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Cheng Buzheng, who was in seclusion, had no idea that Jiang Xian was about to visit him.
One year later.
Within the Secret Realm, Teleportation Room.
Cheng Buzheng is sitting cross-legged on Jade Bed, with several empty Long-necked Porcelain Bottle scattered beside him.
Suddenly.
His eyelashes moved slightly and he opened Clear Black and White Eyes. The thick shield of spiritual energy gathered around him quickly dissipated.
"Hey~ I have cultivated to the peak of Qi Refining Level 7. It has been some time and my magic power has been polished for a long time. I still haven't seen the breakthrough key. Do I want to risk a breakthrough?"
Cheng Buzheng looked a little disappointed and murmured in his heart.
In the past, he had always sought stability, and it always happened naturally. The opportunity for a breakthrough naturally appeared, and then he made another breakthrough.
However, there is not much time left for him now, and he cannot help but move forward steadily.
"Now, it's almost a year. It's time to go back to the sect and complete this year's tasks."
"Take this opportunity and wait a little longer. Half a year, just half a year. After half a year, there is still no chance for a breakthrough, so we can only risk a breakthrough."
Cheng Buzheng whispered in a low voice.
Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng immediately stood up, put Jade Bed away, and strode towards Teleportation Array.
Arriving at Secret Chamber inside Canyon, he looked around and walked directly to the passage. After exiting the passage, he restored the stone wall to its original state.
A thought moved my mind.
A black and white aura enveloped him, and in the blink of an eye, Cheng Buzheng disappeared.
Half a month later.
White Cloud Sect Ten miles away, in Small Grove, a black and white aura suddenly flashed.
Cheng Buzheng glanced briefly, and then shot a Method Formula with both hands, and a gray spiritual cloud rose from under his feet.
A gray aura flew towards the entrance and exit of the White Cloud Sect.
After entering the martial arts station, Cheng Buzheng flew directly to the Command Token Pavilion.
Then he rushed to Earth Fire Chamber, said hello to Old Man Nan, made some handovers, and walked directly to Alchemy Chamber.
One month later.
Cheng Buzheng left Alchemy Chamber with full harvest, and had a good time drinking and talking with Old Man Nan.
After leaving Earth Fire Chamber, Cheng Buzheng walked directly to the Stipend Pavilion, handed over the task, and received one hundred Spirit Stone.
Then, Cheng Buzheng came out White Cloud Sect.
Arriving ten miles away from the White Cloud Sect, among Small Grove, Cheng Buzheng patted the storage bag, and a Puppet appeared in his hand, and then he raised his right hand.
A Daoist with a Daoist spirit appeared in front of him, Cheng Buzheng threw a storage bag to the Daoist.
The Daoist Daoist who took the storage bag said nothing and made a Method Formula with both hands.
After one breath.
A black and white aura enveloped the old man.
In the blink of an eye, No. 1 Puppet Tool disappeared.
Returning to Canyon, Cheng Buzheng walked towards the wooden house, opened the door, and saw a piece of Jade Slip inside the door.
Cheng Buzheng Dantian surged, and a Greyish Magic Power shot out from his fingertips, wrapping the piece of Jade Slip.
Regarding this.
Cheng Buzheng was also quite curious. He was such a transparent person. Who would remember him? However, he did not use Divine Sense to check immediately. There were countless things used to plot against people in the world of immortality, so he couldn't help but have a second thought.
A thought moved my mind.
Grey Crystal-like shield enveloped him.
Cheng Buzheng reached out and knocked on the shield.
"Dang!"
A clear and sweet voice sounded in his ears.
See this.
He couldn't help but feel relieved. He believed that with this layer of shield, those plotters Law Technique, poisonous insects and the like would definitely not be able to break through his shield.
As for the Foundation Establishment Realm Martial Uncle, there is no need to go to such trouble to plot against him, a little monk of the Qi Refining Realm.
Immediately.
He hit a Light Detection Technique, and saw Jade Slip glowing with white light, and many words emerged from Jade Slip.
Lean less.
After Cheng Buzheng finished reading, he knew that it was a letter of apology. The person who wrote this letter was none other than Fairy Jiang and Jiang Siling, one of the Three Immortal Flowers of White Cloud Sect.
The general idea is that she has learned everything about Martial Uncle Jiang's actions, expressed her apology, and hopes that he will tell her when he comes back, and she will definitely visit him to apologize.
In Jade Slip, she also mentioned that she would not tell Martial Uncle Jiang about this matter and asked him not to worry.
Regarding this.
Cheng Buzheng knew that he was in trouble. One of the Three Immortal Flowers of White Cloud Sect and Fairy Jiang came to visit him, which would arouse the hostility of many fellow students, which was not a good thing.
If some rumors spread, he might be attacked by evil hands when he goes out, although he is not afraid of his fellow disciples taking action against him.
But the relationship within the sect is complicated. Once he kills an admirer, if Foundation Establishment Martial Uncle is involved again, then he will have to live.
After seeing this Jade Slip, Cheng Buzheng originally wanted to polish his magic power in the sect, but then he gave up this idea and planned to return to the Secret Realm to polish his magic power so that he could advance to the eighth level of Qi training as soon as possible.
He pretended that he had not seen this letter before, and then he gently held it, and Jade Slip turned into jade sand and slipped from his fingertips.
Thinking of this, Cheng Buzheng didn't even sit down, turned around, closed the wooden door again, and walked out.