Xianmeng City, refining room.

Cheng Buzheng, sitting cross-legged on the futon!

After a long time.

Only then did he open his eyes, his eyes were bright and bright, and it seemed that his condition had returned to its peak.

immediately.

His eyes turned and landed in the center of more than a dozen whirlwinds.

At this time, the liquid has condensed into substance.

With a wave of his hand, the whirlwind dissipated.

He put a kind of spiritual material into his storage bag.

At the same time, rows of jade boxes appeared in front of him.

The jade box will automatically open without wind.

Pieces of spiritual energy and colorful spiritual materials lie quietly in the jade box.

A thought moves.

The pieces of spiritual materials in the jade box were in an orderly manner and shot into the Great Wilderness Furnace.

The seal is drawn.

The earth fire is surging.

Cheng Buzheng stared at the Great Wilderness Furnace in front of him without any other movement except for dancing with his hands.

The temperature of the earth fire changes with the change of seal techniques.

Time passed day by day.

Just as Cheng Buzheng was quietly sitting cross-legged in the refining room, refining the soul puppet and the teleportation array plate.

Xianmeng City, Teleportation Hall.

A middle-aged monk with a gentle face, although he was calm, he was actually a peak qi cultivation monk.

He glanced at the bustling Xianmeng City, although it had a warm smile on the surface, was scolding in his heart.

Black, too dark.

Once the teleportation was done, it actually cost the Chenshilou half a year's income.

If there is no need in the future, it will never be teleported again.

Um!

No, the ancestor is not short of this spiritual stone.

In the future, if you have something to do, I will ask my ancestor to come to Minghua Immortal City. My wealth is not enough.

The elegant middle-aged monk walked towards a destination while complaining in his heart.

One hour later.

The middle-aged monk came to a row of attics and walked straight towards one of the attics.

There are several large words with sparkling inspiration on the plaque above this loft, "Cave Rental Pavilion".

The middle-aged monk entered the hall and saw a few monks who were handling the handover service of the cave.

He glanced at the monks in the window.

suddenly.

His steps changed and he walked straight towards a window.

There was a young monk sitting inside, and there were old-looking monks in the other windows.

Judging from his years of negotiation experience, as long as he is not arrogant and domineering monks, those who are younger in the world of immortal cultivation will be easier to negotiate than those older monks.

Especially, monks in Qi training stage.

Although the boss is not very involved in the matter, he has also handled many quarrels.

Negotiation experience is still of a certain level.

The middle-aged monk had a warm smile on his face and came to an empty window.

The young monk sitting inside was drowsy.

"Brother!"

The middle-aged monk shouted softly.

The sound was not loud or small, and it happened to disturb the sleepiness of the young monk.

The young monk who was sleepy and lost his temper was not angry about it. After all, this position is very important and there is rich oil and water, especially those who are often welcomed by high-level monks.

So, attitude is very important.

When they were in their posts, the old monks in the training focused on this, and even gave a few examples.

It is precisely because of this that no monk dares to neglect.

The monk who can rent a cave in Lingshan, the Immortal Palace, is not an ordinary monk.

After all, few monks would be willing to rent a cave, especially this place is the Immortal Alliance City, where there are giant spiritual veins.

The price is certainly not cheap.

Thinking of this, the young monk smiled and said:

"Is this fellow Taoist who wants to rent a cave?"

The middle-aged monk had a smile on his face and shook his head and said:

"That's not?"

Seeing the young monk, he showed a look of doubt and then said:

"Fellow Taoist, a friend of the ancestor of the family practices here, so I would like to ask you to help me find out where the cave is."

As he said that, a few spirit stones rolled out from the middle-aged monk's wide sleeves.

See this.

The young monk's face changed. This was contrary to the rules and regulations of the cave management pavilion. If something happened, he would be the one who was unlucky.

What's more, just a few spirit stones want me to violate the principles of being a human being and doing things.

Who do you look down on?

But, should you blackmail more than a dozen spirit stones?

I heard from the old senior that it should be OK, otherwise the monks from the Dharma Protectorate would arrest him.

Forget it, if you encounter a character that is not easy to mess with, he will be the one who is unlucky in the end.

Forget it, forgot!

In the blink of an eye, many small plots flashed through his heart, and finally chose to calm down.

When the middle-aged monk saw the young monk's expression change, he seemed to have thought of something, and then said:

"Brother, don't get me wrong."

"I'm really here to find someone, not to find out the details."

"The following is Jiang Liu, the friend of the family ancestor, and that senior is named Jiang Du."

"That senior, I should have left a message."

"Brother, you might as well take a look."

Cheng Liumian said with a smile.

See this.

The young monk glanced at Cheng Liu suspiciously, and when he saw the other party's swearing, he believed most of the time.

Then, he spoke:

"Hold on!"

As he said that, he took out a jade slip and looked at it with his spiritual sense.

Less tilt.

The young monk put down the jade slip in his hand, and this was confirmed.

There are indeed messages in the jade slip, and the name is exactly the same as what this person said.

According to the jade slip, the monk named Jiang Du rented it into a Class C cave, which was only a Jindan monk.

Unexpectedly, this middle-aged monk who seemed to be extremely kind was actually a real person of Jindan.

Otherwise, the ancestors of this family and the monks they have made friends with would not be a Jindan monk.

Different levels and different circles!

Immediately afterwards.

The young monk told Cheng Liu that Cheng Buzheng's location in the cave where the pseudonym Jiang Du is located.

While talking, the young monk's eyes looked at the table intentionally or unintentionally.

See this.

Cheng Liu smiled slightly and said:

"Thank you for your convenience. These spirit stones should be treated as rewards for your brother!"

"Don't forget to postpone it."

A small favor is always the best way to solve small troubles.

Even sometimes those small favors will get unexpected gains.

Therefore, over the years, Cheng Liu has become more and more calm and familiar with using such small means.

Immediately afterwards.

Cheng Liu said goodbye to the young monk and turned around and left.

The young monk looked at Cheng Liu's back and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"I am worthy of being a monk from the Jindan Immortal Clan."

“The tutor is so good!”

"Even if a member of the Qi training tribe does not have a trace of arrogant intention, he is like a breeze."

"It's worthy of being a big family."

After a while of emotion, the young monk smiled and put away the few spirit stones on the table.

He was very skillful in his movements, and he could tell that he did not do it much in his daily life.

This is also a source of oil and water.

On the other side.
Chapter completed!