Within the stall area.
A rather handsome young man, dressed in the White Cloud Sect standard robe, walked slowly along Little Daoist between the stalls.
Not long after.
Cheng Buzheng noticed a stall out of the corner of his eye.
In front, not far away, a middle-aged man in green clothes sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and concentrating.
There was a wooden sign on the small stall, which read, "For sale Refined Iron, Purple Copper, Clear Spirit Water, Linggu."
Cheng Buzheng's heart moved, and he slowly passed several stalls and came to this stall. He asked casually,
"Yellow Sprout Spirit Grain, how many Spirit Stone per bucket?"
The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi opened his eyes and glanced at Cheng Buzheng and said,
"Yellow Sprout Spirit Grain, ten pieces of Spirit Stone per bucket." He looked at Cheng Buzheng with a smile.
Cheng Buzheng frowned and spoke slowly.
"Fellow Daoist, did you say the price was wrong! Eight yuan Spirit Stone per bucket, see if you can sell it!"
The middle-aged man in green clothes quickly shook his head and said,
"On the street stalls, there is no lower price than mine."
The middle-aged man in green saw the young man in front of him, wearing the clothes of an outside disciple of the White Cloud Sect, with a cultivation level of Early Qi Refining Stage, and knew that this must be the group of monks who joined White Cloud Sect more than two years ago.
Cheng Buzheng Seeing the middle-aged monk's appearance, he was too lazy to continue talking.
If you treat others as fools, you are the real fool!
Cheng Buzheng Without saying a word, he raised his feet and walked forward.
"My friend, is the price negotiable? How about nine yuan?"
When the middle-aged man in Qingyi saw that Cheng Buzheng was really gone, he shouted hurriedly.
Cheng Buzheng After hearing this, he still did not stop.
"Eight yuan, just eight yuan Spirit Stone"
Hear the words.
Stopping, Cheng Buzheng turned around, came to the middle-aged monk in Qingyi again, and said coldly:
"Sure it's eight yuan Spirit Stone, I'll buy a bucket."
The middle-aged monk in green clothes looked like he had suffered a big loss and said.
"Little friend, you are my first order today... otherwise, I would not sell it anyway."
Cheng Buzheng watched quietly, the middle-aged man in Qingyi talking to himself.
He thought to himself:
"Those unscrupulous merchants in previous lives opened their mouths instead of breaking bones and selling them.
Otherwise, even if the price is reduced, you are still too young."
When we met the middle-aged man in Qingyi, Cheng Buzheng looked at him quietly without saying a word. Then his voice slowly became smaller, his face became embarrassed, and finally he stopped talking.
After the transaction was completed, Cheng Buzheng continued shopping in the street stall area.
The middle-aged monk in Tsing Yi looked at Cheng Buzheng's retreating figure and thought to himself:
"What a talented person~ Such a vicious and sophisticated character!
It's amazing! It's quite a bit like my original style."
Cheng Buzheng continued to browse the street stalls with a brisk pace, but at this time, there were only three pieces of Spirit Stone in the storage bag, which could no longer be used. I could only experience the bustling scene of White Cloud City.
It took half an hour to walk around the entire street stall area.
Cheng Buzheng was walking back when he suddenly heard the sound of a Middle-aged Man and a young monk coming towards him, talking to each other.
"Second brother, are you participating in the White Cloud Sect Servant Disciple selection?" Middle-aged Man turned around and said to the young monk beside him.
"Hey... I think so, but it's really too dangerous!"
The young monk lowered his head and said with some frustration.
"Five Spiritual Roots, there is no chance to join White Cloud Sect? Now, there is a God-given opportunity, don't you want to try it?"
"····"
As the two monks gradually walked away, Cheng Buzheng could no longer hear their conversation.
However, he found that many monks were heading north.
Cheng Buzheng was slightly startled. He followed the crowd and walked slowly to the north. He also heard the conversations of many monks.
"The selection of handymen, once every twelve years, will begin tomorrow!"
"Yes! For that ethereal Immortal Path, how many monks were crushed to pieces by that Flesh and Blood Mill."
"For one pill, Foundation Establishment Dan..."
"This is also our Rogue Cultivator's greatest hope to join the sect and obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill!"
"I wonder... whether the number of people selected by the White Cloud Sect this year is the same as twelve years ago!"
"It should be the same!... But we have no hope!"
"Jin Kingdom, the candidates selected by any of the three sects are all the same, monk Late Qi Refining Stage with extremely amazing combat power."
"I won't participate anymore. There's almost no life left if you go in... What about you!"
"Come and participate in the selection of the White Cloud Sect Servant Disciple... Basically it's Peak Qi Refining Stage Rogue Cultivator. I won't join in the fun!"
"Many Qi-training Dzogchen monks and monks who come to participate in the selection are all for a Foundation Establishment pill.
Now there is only one Foundation Establishment pill left to reach the Foundation Establishment realm. Can you give up this opportunity?
After all, if you obtain a Foundation Establishment pill and fail when attacking the Foundation Establishment realm, you can at least save your life, otherwise, you will only die!"
"As long as you get enough spirit medicine inside, you can exchange it for a Foundation Establishment pill. After being promoted to the Foundation Establishment Realm, you can directly become White Cloud Sect inner disciple.
Even if you are lucky, you can worship under the monk White Cloud Sect Golden Core Stage... That is an opportunity to reach the sky in one step!"
"I want this life too!"
"I heard that North Azure Sect has already selected the candidate for Servant Disciple at North Azure City. I don't know if this is true?"
"I've heard it too, it's true. Now Jin Kingdom, there are only White Cloud Sect and Green Wood Sect, Servant Disciple has not been chosen yet?"
"Now White Cloud City has started, then Green Wood Sect will probably be here soon!"
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Cheng Buzheng quietly followed the movement of the monks, and knew the general story of the incident, all for the sake of 'Seed Trial' in the near future.
Otherwise.
The sect will not select Servant Disciple at this time, and they are all Late Qi Refining Stage Rogue Cultivator with amazing combat power.
The so-called "three out of ten" is probably a better way of saying it. Cheng Buzheng guessed that the chance of survival is even lower.
It can be seen how fierce the battle inside is. I am afraid that whenever you encounter it, it will be a life-or-death situation.
Cheng Buzheng was guessing in his mind.
Not long after.
Cheng Buzheng followed the crowd to the square to the north and saw Wu Yangyang's heads all around.
In the center of the square, there is a person wearing martial arts Black Robe Martial Uncle. This person is Uncle Ding, followed by several Late Qi Refining Stage Martial Brother wearing gray robes of martial arts.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng murmured in his heart.
"Uncle Ding is really a representative figure of model workers in the sect. Two years ago, he was in charge of recruiting disciples. Today, it is he who is in charge of recruiting Servant Disciple who is charging into the battle...
The sect's salary is Uncle Ding, a model worker title!"
As time went by, monks kept coming here.
PS: Place the bowls and ask for three polite requests (ask for favorites, ask for recommendations, and ask for votes)