Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy Chapter 1055

Chapter 1055 A visitor from the Fu Dao Palace, a secret order from the Immortal Alliance!

the other side.

Zhenren Qian saw the white-haired old man's disapproving look, a sly smile flashed in his eyes and said:

“I know this right away, Brother Dao, don't you believe me?”

 At this time.

 The noise outside is getting louder and louder.

At this moment, a trace of anxiety flashed in the depths of Qian Zhenren's eyes, and he pretended to be nonchalant and said with a relaxed expression;

"How about this!"

"How about I make a bet with you and take this as my bet?"

The words fell.

Zhenren Qian was smiling and his eyes were fixed on the white-haired old man.

 See the situation.

Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

　　"This is a real man. It's true that his name was not blinded in vain."

 “I can never get rid of my stubborn need for money.”

 “I don't know where he got this habit from.”

But Zhenren Qian would not tell the white-haired old man that he had an old father who was even more stingy and it was a family tradition.

certainly.

His old father, who was in the Qi refining period, disappeared when Qian Zhenren was young and never appeared again.

but!

 Such things are too common in the world of immortality.

 Therefore, if there is no accident, there is only one possibility.

 Either beheaded by evil cultivators, or buried in the mouths of beasts.

otherwise.

There will be no disappearance, leaving Qian Zhenren alone in his childhood, living helplessly in a small market place.

 Similarly!

Chanzhen Qian has been under the influence of his searching old father since he was a child, and he also has deep family roots.

therefore!

 In his childhood, Qian Zhenren received faxes from his family, so he managed to survive those difficult years in a small market and finally survived.

 After that, he cultivated to his current state.

It's a pity that the gray-haired old man Cheng Buzheng doesn't know these things.

otherwise.

Wouldn't he be surprised by the money-hungry temperament of Mr. Qian in front of him?

at the same time.

 The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng also became interested in the bet proposed by Qian Zhenren.

after all!

 Let him also take a look, how did he lose this "idle job"?

 Similarly.

Cheng BuZheng, a white-haired old man, also wants to get rid of the habit of wasting money.

He is definitely not doing this for the so-called 'bet'.

He doesn't like Mr. Qian's little net worth.

 Similarly.

Zhenren Qian, who is desperate for money, will not take out too precious spiritual objects as bets.

 But if he gets the other party's spiritual object from the hands of Zhenren Qian.

 Cheng Bizheng believed that the other party would have to feel distressed for a while.

 This is enough.

Think of this.

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng said with a smile:

 “I must take this matter seriously!”

“But what do you want to bet on, fellow Taoist?”

 Hear this.

 Zhenren Qian had already had a draft in his mind, and he immediately said:

“How about betting on a piece of heavenly material and earthly treasure?”

"Can!"

 The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng smiled and nodded.

Just when I have nothing to do, it would be fun to hit Mr. Qian.

  Anyway.

 Cheng Buzheng did not think about the possibility of losing.

 Even if he loses, he won't care.

 Even if ten treasures of heaven and earth were thrown out, he would not blink an eye.

 What's more, it's just a piece of heavenly material and earthly treasure.

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng nodded, and without hesitation, he directly took out an ordinary piece of heavenly material and placed it on the counter beside him.

Immediately, he looked at Qian Zhenren beside him, smiled and gestured:

“Fellow Taoist, is it your turn?”

 Hear the words.

Zhenren Qian looked at the spiritual materials on the counter with a happy face, but when he thought of taking out the spiritual materials himself, his eyes were full of reluctance.

 Soon!

 Zhenren Qian laughed awkwardly and said;

“Brother Dao, you'd better put this spiritual material away!”

 “I truly believe that you are not a person who breaks his word!”

 While speaking.

Zhenren Qian's expression is serious.

 See this.

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng glanced at Qian Zhenren indifferently, then chuckled, his tone changed, and he said with a hint of ridicule:

 “You believe in me, but I don't believe in you!”

“If you want to bet, just take out a piece of heavenly material and earthly treasure and put it on the counter, and the winner will take it all!”

"If you don't take it, this matter will be over."

“Whether it works or not, it's up to you...”

 Hear this.

 Zhenren Qian also knows that there is no third option.

 But when he thought about what would happen soon, he made up his mind again.

after all!

It would be too difficult for him to give up the spiritual object he was about to get.

so!

Even though Qian Zhenren was very reluctant to give up, he still took out a palm-sized piece of yellow soil and placed it on the counter.

This spiritual material may seem ordinary and almost the same as ordinary things, but it is also a genuine spiritual material.

The grade is also among the treasures of heaven and earth, but it is a relatively useless spiritual object.

 Because of this, the role of spiritual materials is very limited, and only low-grade magic weapons with earth attributes can be refined.

If so, it can also be regarded as an ordinary level of natural material and earthly treasure.

However, the properties of this spiritual material are too thick and have incompatible properties, so this spiritual material cannot be used as an auxiliary spiritual material for other magic weapons.

therefore!

 Except for some special low-grade magic weapons, they are almost useless.

 It is very restrictive and naturally very useless.

but.

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Bu Zheng didn't care. Anyway, the spiritual materials he took out were only slightly better than the yellow clay.

As for even worse spiritual materials at the level of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, he doesn't have them either.

Even if there were, he would have disposed of them long ago.

What's more!

If Master Qian loses this spiritual material, it will be enough for him to feel distressed for a while.

so.

The old white-haired Taoist took one look at it and then paid no attention to it. Then his eyes fell on Zhenren Qian and he said:

“Fellow Taoist, can you now tell me why I lost this leisurely job?”

As soon as this statement came out.

Immediately, Qian Zhenren's mind was shaken. He glanced at the two natural and earthly treasures on the counter not far away, and felt hot in his heart.

 Follow.

 He said with a happy face:

“Brother Dao, you still don't know what happened today, do you?”

Without waiting for the white-haired old man Cheng Buzheng to respond, Qian Zhenren continued:

“Today, the Immortal Alliance Lingyuan Hall...”

Just when Master Qian was talking about the key point, suddenly a group of monks wearing the costumes of Lingyuan Hall of the Immortal Alliance came outside the Fudao Hall.

The leader is a Jindan monk.

However, the Qi machine is extremely thick and heavy, far beyond what Qian Zhenren can compare with.

It is clear.

The leader is an extremely powerful Jin Dan Zhenren.

See this scene.

Zhenren Qian not only showed no fear, but a flash of joy flashed in his heart.

 Immediately, he looked at the white-haired old man Cheng Buzheng and said:

 “The true master is here, I don't need to say anything else!”

 Obviously.

From Zhenren Qian's point of view, this old friend is going to lose his leisurely job today.

  To be precise, Fu Dao Hall can no longer be opened.

 Unemployment does not happen.

after all. A real Jindan person has a lot of weight.

 No matter where you go, you can reuse it!

Even if this Jindan master doesn't have many years to live?

That is also true.

 Similarly.

●Today's gamble can be said to be a sure win.

Not only that.

Perhaps he can also win over his old friends who have lost their leisure jobs.

 He will have a reliable partner when he goes out on adventures in the future.

 The safety factor will definitely increase significantly.

Thinking of this, Qian Zhenren became more and more looking forward to it.

Just when Qian Zhenren was thinking to himself...

The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng, who was sitting on the chair, immediately stood up when he saw the visitor, greeted him, and said with a smile:

 “It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Zheng!”

“I wonder if it was the gust of wind that invited Taoist friends here today?”

 between words.

The white-haired old man's tone contained a hint of familiarity.

 Obviously.

The white-haired old Taoist also recognizes the leader who is wearing the clothes of the Immortal Alliance Lingyuan Palace!

 At least there has been communication.

 This is also true.

This Zheng Zhenren and the white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng have indeed crossed paths before.

Many years ago, this person was ordered by his superiors to come to Xianyi Tianling Street to buy a spiritual ban.

It was also at that time that Cheng Buzheng, as a white-haired veteran, had initial contact with this person.

 Later, we had several encounters with him because of his status as the manager of Fudao Hall.

 In general, we can be regarded as acquaintances.

otherwise.

Ordinary nameless cultivators would not let this real person from a top sect of immortals surrender at all costs.

at the same time.

After Zheng Zhenren glanced around, he also saw the two spirits on the counter.

However, he only glanced at it, without any disturbance in his heart, and then just ignored it.

 Similarly!

Zheng Zhenren also smiled bitterly after hearing the white-haired old man's greetings.

“Isn't this an order from above?”

"Otherwise, if I came here because of my brother, I wouldn't have created such a battle."

 Said.

Zheng Zhenren glanced at the monks wearing the Immortal Alliance Lingyuan Hall guarding outside the Fu Dao Hall.

at this time.

 Qian Zhenren, who is as quiet and transparent as he is, is quite discerning.

 He knew that monks as big as the Immortal Alliance would not take a fancy to him, a helpless casual cultivator.

therefore.

Zhenren Qian didn't want to ask for boredom. After Zhenzhen entered the Fudao Hall, he sat quietly without saying a word.

the other side.

 The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng couldn't help but frown after hearing Zheng Zhenren's words.

He knew that it was unusual for monks from the Lingyuan Hall of the Immortal Alliance to come with orders from their superiors.

 That time more than ten years ago, I came here just to buy those scarce spiritual prisons!

Then this time...?

 Think of this.

The white-haired old Taoist smiled and said:

“Brother Zheng Dao, why don't you go to the Three Treasures Hall for no reason?”

“Last time you came here for spiritual imprisonment, so what is it for this time?”

 Hear the words.

 The smile on Zheng Zhenren's face faded, and then he said solemnly:

“Last time, fellow Taoists might have been able to make the final decision regarding the acquisition of the Spiritual Forbidden City, but this time it's about rare treasures?”

“Fellow Taoist, please inform Senior Tai Yuanyi first!”

 A rare treasure?

 In an instant, a thought appeared in the mind of Qian Zhenren, who was as quiet as transparent.

“Is it possible that the reason why the shops on Xianyi Tianling Street were taken back by the Xianmen League today was because of the rare treasures?”

 “If so, this bet is safe!”

You must know that in Xianyi Tianling Street, many shops have a louder reputation than Fudaodian.

Now we can only pack up and leave.

That small shop with only a white-haired man in charge, is there any possibility of turning around?

 This is absolutely impossible to happen.

Zhenren Qian originally had an 80% chance of winning, but now he has a full 90% chance.

Thinking of this, Qian Zhenren's peripheral vision once again inadvertently glanced at the two spiritual materials on the counter.

 Similarly.

At this moment, Cheng Buzheng finally understood why Qian Zhenren dared to bet with him?

 Obviously.

 What kind of news did he get first?

Otherwise, if there is no 70% to 80% certainty, how can that guy who wants money dare to open his mouth and bet on a natural treasure?

but!

 Zhenren Qian knew nothing about the net worth of Master Xianyi.

 Especially the master of immortal arts with terrifying attainments.

Of course, this is also the minimum limit for Fudaodian to accept orders, so it is not a famous store in Xianyi Tianling Street.

therefore.

On the contrary, I gave Master Qian an illusion: he was nothing more than an immortal artist in Fu Dao Palace.

 In the moment of thought.

 The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng analyzed Qian Zhenren's little thoughts to a very close degree.

 After he chuckled inwardly, he did not waste any time. He looked at Zheng Zhenren in front of him, nodded and said:

 “Fellow Daoist Zheng, there is no need to go to such trouble!”

“Taiyuan's first master is in the back hall. I will ask the seniors to come out.”

 “Sorry, fellow Taoist!”

Zheng Zhenren raised his hands and said.

at the same time.

 The white-haired old Taoist Cheng Buzheng pretended to take out a transmission talisman and moved the corners of his mouth slightly...

 In an instant.

 The talisman held between his fingers shone with a faint red light.

  Click lightly with your finger.

 The next breath.

 A red stream of light flashed across.

 Looking again, the stream of light has disappeared.

Doing this is nothing more than a cover-up used by the white-haired old man Cheng Buqi!

actually!

 As early as when Zheng Zhenren revealed his intention...

In the hall on the second floor of Fu Dao Hall, Wanhua Dao Shen, who was analyzing the spiritual ban, put down the jade slip in his hand and prepared to receive this "big man" from the Immortal Alliance.

 In the moment of thought.

 The Wanhua Taoist body in the hall on the second floor disappeared with a flash of mysterious light under its feet.

 Looking again, a figure appeared out of thin air in the front hall on the first floor.

 See the situation.

 Many monks in the front hall immediately bowed.

 “I've met my boss!”

 “Meet the seniors!”

 “Meet the true king!”

 After a group of monks paid their respects, Tai Yuanyi's eyes fell on Zheng Zhenren and said in a calm voice:

“Little friend, what do you want to see me for?”

 Hear the words.

Zheng Zhenren glanced at everyone from the corner of his eye, then bowed and said:

“Senior, this junior is conveying the order of the Immortal Alliance. Did you ask senior to find a secluded place?”

The order issued by the Immortal Alliance this time is related to rare and precious spiritual objects.

That is a treasure that even the Yuanying monks are extremely jealous of, and there are so many people in the shop hall that the family background of the senior in front of him might be revealed!

 Cause trouble in the end...

 At that time, the first responsibility will definitely fall on him.

so.

For the sake of stability, Zheng Zhenren did not dare to directly tell the secret order issued by the Immortal Alliance in public.

therefore.

 He ​​was also forced to do so, so he did not directly respond to the question of the real king in front of him, but asked to find a secluded place.

The power of Yuanying monk is evident.

Even if Jindan Zhenren, who is from a top immortal sect, must always remain respectful when facing the strong Nascent Soul cultivator.

 Similarly!

Tai Yuanyi took a deep look at the junior in front of him and seemed to feel the other person's worries. Then he nodded slightly and said calmly:

"Can!"

 “You come with me!”

The words fell.

Taiyuan didn't wait for Zheng Zhenren's reply and walked directly to the VIP room on the side.

 See this.

Zheng Zhenren felt relieved and followed immediately.

 (End of this chapter)

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