In a dilapidated little village.
Cheng Buzheng looked at Jiang Fugui, who seemed dejected, and said:
" Martial Brother Jiang, let's go!"
"Junior Brother Cheng," Jiang Fugui said in a low voice:
"Have a good drink with me!"
See here.
Cheng Buzheng agreed without hesitation. Perhaps listening and drinking were what Martial Brother Jiang needed most at this moment.
Everyone understands the principle, but they just can't see through it!
immediately.
The two sat on the dusty ground, drinking one cup after another.
Jiang Fugui recounted his past in a rambling manner.
Cheng Buzheng listened quietly without saying a word.
Much later.
The two of them drank the entire jar of Spirit Wine, leaving not a drop!
As if he had regained his energy, Jiang Fugui suddenly stood up and said with a smile:
"Junior Brother Cheng, thank you!"
Cheng Buzheng saw Jiang Fugui looking so energetic, it was as if he had returned to his previous self.
But he knew that Jiang Fugui was simply suppressing his sorrow and longing deep inside.
Or maybe that's just how men are!
Women can cry freely, venting their emotions and pouring out all their grievances, but men won't do that!
Perhaps this is just a man's nature!
Only the wondrous passage of time can slowly dilute this longing and sorrow, but that Dao Seal will never be erased!
immediately.
The two walked out of the dilapidated village, one after the other.
The entrance to the village is Little Daoist between two small hills.
Upon arriving at the village entrance, Jiang Fugui took precautions to prevent anyone from disturbing Old Man Nan's peaceful resting place.
Immediately, they started fighting!
Jiang Fugui flicked his fingers twice, and two Sword Qi, each three zhang long, slashed towards the entrance of the small village and the mountainside on both sides.
"Boom boom..."
The roar of tumbling rocks echoed continuously along the Little Daoist.
Birds in the forests on both sides of the mountain flapped their wings in alarm and flew away into the distance.
The wild beast seemed to sense a great threat and kept running into the distance.
Rocks kept rolling down the mountain.
Before long, the Little Daoist was filled with rocks.
From then on, there was no way to enter or leave this remote mountain village.
See here.
The two transformed into two streaks of light and disappeared into this remote mountain village.
After returning to the sect.
Cheng Buzheng took the Azure Cloud Pill and continued his secluded cultivation, awaiting his upcoming journey.
To his great regret, he still didn't have enough Spirit Stone to buy the Pill Formula and some Treasure Art, which meant his preparations were not very thorough.
However, the remaining spiritual items in his storage bag were all of great use.
At this moment, Cheng Buzheng in a situation where he had nothing left to sell. The only two things he could use were the Youth-Fixing Pill and the Foundation Establishment, but he dared not use them. Even though the other party was the Treasure Pagoda, he still had no intention of making a move.
The value of the Youth-Fixing Pill is simply too great; the allure of profit is irresistible.
Even though he was a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator and the other party was the reputable Treasure Pagoda, he still had no confidence.
Unless he Ascending Gold Pill stage, I will not consider making a move!
Foundation Establishment are extremely rare, and he was reluctant to exchange these three Spirit Pill for Spirit Stone so easily.
Selling is easy, buying again is difficult!
This day.
Cheng Buzheng, sitting Cheng Buzheng on the Jade Bed, opened his Clear Black and White Eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.
Immediately.
He transformed into a ray of light and disappeared into the Secret Chamber.
Ten miles outside the White Cloud Sect, in Small Grove.
A stern-faced cultivator stood there, and a Black and White Flowing Spirit Light suddenly appeared.
The light dissipated, revealing Cheng Buzheng's figure.
See here.
Cheng Buzheng, simply putting away the Treasure-Class No. 1 Puppet, and then returned to the sect.
Secret Chamber.
Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the bed and took out all the Spirit Stone from his storage bag.
A large pile of Spirit Stone was stacked on the ground. This was the Treasure-Class No. 1 Puppet, the harvest of four months. Since there was no old Daoist puppet to sell, it could only be sold to shops, so the Spirit Stone harvest was a little less.
In response to this...
Cheng Buzheng was quite satisfied.
At this point, there wasn't much time left before departure, and just in case, he decided to temporarily put away the puppet.
He saw more than three thousand Spirit Stone on the ground, plus the more than seven thousand Spirit Stone he had obtained from selling spirit medicine.
At this moment, he had more than 10,000 Spirit Stone, and he was somewhat tempted to buy the six pill Pill Formula.
But realizing that 10,000 Spirit Stone were far from enough, he immediately abandoned the idea.
Besides, we don't know what the prices are like on the other side of the Endless Sea, so for the sake of our future plans, it's not advisable to spend lavishly right now!
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng divided the more than 10,000 yuan into two empty storage bags, placing one bag inside his sleeve and tying the other to his calf.
He placed the Silver-White Storage Bag in his bosom, and Face Storage Bag hung from his waist, containing everyday items.
After everything was settled.
Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the Jade Bed again and began to cultivate.
This day.
As Cheng Buzheng was cultivating, bursts of white light flashed in his arms.
He then sensed something, but he did not stop cultivating immediately, continuing until he had completed one Celestial Cycle cultivation.
Cheng Buzheng then stopped cultivating, and the spiritual energy surrounding his body quickly dissipated.
He took out the jade Jade Talisman from his pocket, infused it with magical power, and a familiar voice came from the Jade Talisman:
"Assemble at White Cloud Peak immediately!"
That was the Sect Master's voice.
Cheng Buzheng also knew that this was a notification to gather him on the Heaven Escaping Boat to go to the Endless Sea.
"A century has passed since then! Almost everything that needed to be prepared has been done, with only a few minor regrets remaining. It's a pity that I didn't finish it before I left."
Cheng Buzheng stroked his chin, muttering to himself, and several incomplete plans began to form in his mind.
The main problem was the lack of information about the Endless Sea. The third floor of the Sutra Repository Tower only had a brief introduction, and he didn't have any familiar Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators. Otherwise, his plan could have been more comprehensive.
At this point, we can only take it one step at a time.
"Being unable to return to the sect openly for a hundred years is indeed a problem. We can only hope that we'll have the opportunity to return with the Heaven Escaping Boat in the future!"
After all, he was from a sect, and the mission he was sent to the Heavenly Dao Alliance was not for relaxation.
Although the mission took a long time, it was also an fortuitous opportunity.
Of course, for Cheng Buzheng, this was not an fortuitous opportunity, but a troublesome matter.
Because of the Teleportation Array, he can go to the Endless Sea at any time, it just wastes a few Spirit Stone!
But Cheng Buzheng overrule the ancestor's decision; he knew the saying, "The arm can't twist the thigh."
If only a cultivator were to trade a spot with him right now, he could reluctantly agree!
Unfortunately, the decision on this list was made by the patriarch, and the news had already spread.
Those cultivators who had their backs to the mountains remained completely silent precisely because of this; otherwise, those wolves and jackals would not have been willing to give up this fortuitous opportunity.
Unlike the last Secret Realm trial, where they lacked the courage to participate, their underhanded methods were no less ruthless.
Those Parasitic Cultivator, relying on their powerful backers, forcefully extorted the achievements of the cultivators participating in the trials, trading them for Foundation Establishment.
Cheng Buzheng pass. He later learned that some corrupt officials had also tried to take advantage of him, but fortunately, he had the foresight and a well-thought-out plan, which saved him from disaster.
I heard that there was a Parasitic Cultivator with quite a background who actually led Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator to forcibly trade a Foundation Establishment with a Qi Refining Realm disciple, and the disciple actually succeeded in Foundation Establishment.
The Qi Refining Stage cultivator was forced to trade a Foundation Establishment Pill, and miraculously succeeded in Foundation Establishment with that single Foundation Establishment.
This rare event became widely known within the sect.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng shook off his chaotic thoughts and began his moving journey, after all, what the situation would be a hundred years from now was still unknown.
The White Marble floorboards that were once laid out one by one have been collected once again, and even the tables and chairs have been taken down.
Upon entering the Secret Chamber, I glanced at the calligraphy and painting with its elegant and unrestrained strokes.
Cheng Buzheng murmured:
"To become an immortal is such an arduous journey!"
"But I must experience the view from the top, even if it means my death!"
As he finished speaking, a look of determination flashed across his face.
He then reached out and took the calligraphy and painting down, putting it into his storage bag.
Not long after.
The cave abode was empty once again.
Immediately afterwards, Cheng Buzheng also put away the Great Array Warning Formation and the cave protection formation.
After a busy period.
He checked it carefully again to make sure nothing was missed.
It transformed into a ray of light and flew towards White Cloud Peak.