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Chapter 951 Old Man Zhou, whose life is hanging on the line(1/3)

‘Damn man!’

Mrs. Yao couldn't help but curse again.

After a while.

Only then did she recover her mentality, and then glanced at Cheng Buzheng with a resentful look, and said pitifully:

"It seems that fellow Taoist can't believe me?"

Cheng Buzheng looked at Mrs. Yao, who was a little resentful, and he knew in his heart that the other party should not have deceived him.

After all, this news is only half the profit.

Moreover, Cheng Buzheng did not believe in Mrs. Yao, and he had never thought about the possibility of the origin of those magical spiritual materials?

No matter which possibility, Mrs. Yao should also know; the difference between a meal and a meal.

Even so, Cheng Buzheng's half-winning profit is not so easy to get.

After all, what the other party said was true was just his speculation.

But once the inner demon vows is released, it must be true.

Immediately.

Mrs. Yao directly used the heart of Tao as a guarantee and made a great oath of demons in the heart.

"Oh...Madam, I'm watching you make trouble!" Cheng Buzheng said with a bitter face.

"Just just now, it's just a joke. Why do you take it seriously? How can I deal with it?"

'hehe!'

‘Why didn’t you say it when I made the swearing of the demon in my heart just now?’

‘I will only speak after I finish posting. Is this interesting?’

‘Damn black-hearted man!’

Mrs. Yao muttered with resentment in her heart.

However, Mrs. Yao is the heroine of the devil after all, and her mentality is not comparable to ordinary people.

Soon, her jade face showed a bright smile again and chatted with Cheng Buzheng.

after all!

It would be of great benefit to her to maintain a good relationship with Cheng Buzhan.

Even if she had eaten it before, as long as there were benefits, she would naturally not be indifferent to it.

Immediately afterwards.

There were bursts of laughter from the hall, and the sound of male voices rang in the hall.

After some politeness.

The two of them seemed to have become much more casual in their words, and their relationship seemed to be more familiar than before.

Immediately, Cheng Buzheng also chose to say goodbye and leave.

Xuanyin Sect, outside the formation...

A tall figure with a fluttering dress stood in the void, staring into the distance, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.

‘Demon Flame Sect, Blood Flame True Lord!’

Cheng Buzheng murmured in his heart.

good!

The Demon Flame Sect and the True Lord of Blood Flame are the news given to him by Mrs. Yao.

[Buddha's Heart Fruit] is also in the hands of people.

What he said to Mrs. Yao before, "The other party should be selling his face in the next place!" is just an excuse!

In fact, Cheng Buzheng did not think of a solution in his mind.

It is precisely because he is not good at taking action on the surface.

after all!

The Immortal Alliance and the Demon Alliance have long issued a decree and strictly ordered that each other should not be attacked.

Even though Cheng Buzheng didn’t know why this was the case?

But he knew that during this period, he would definitely not be able to act openly.

As for taking action in secret, it is unlikely!

All this is because if the Nascent Soul cultivator has nothing to do, he will generally practice in the sect and hope to go further.

And Cheng Buzheng could not come to the door directly.

As for the cultivator who has become strangers to attack the [Demon Flame Sect], it will be too much of a move.

He destroyed the Aoki Sect before, and this incident has aroused the Immortal Alliance's vigilance. If there is a second time, it will not end as easily as before.

Therefore, this method is not advisable.

moment.

Thoughts flashed through Cheng Buzheng's mind.

soon!

His eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something?

The next moment.

A mysterious light flashed under Cheng Buzheng's feet and disappeared in this void.

·····

In a blink of an eye, two years have passed!

It seems that it is not long, but only for those who are at the very level of the foundation building stage or above.

For Cheng Buzheng, that is even more worth mentioning.

However, for a qi-training monk whose life span is almost the limit of ordinary people, two years is a relatively long time.

Especially for the Qi training monks who are on the verge of the deadline, this is almost likely to be the last time in their lives!

It’s like Baiyun Fairy City, a dim alley.

This is the outermost area of ​​Baiyun Immortal City, and it is also the residence of many Qi Refining Cultivators.

Not only are poor casual cultivators living here, but some low-level disciples who have lost their qi and blood and have retired from the sect early also live in similar alleys.

A gray-haired old man lives in the middle of a snail!

And this is also a late-stage monk in Qi training.

Among the Qi Refining Cultivators, having this level of cultivation is considered a strong man in the area.

It is really puzzling to have such cultivation and still live in such a cheap house?

At this time, the old man was in a very good condition!

The old man was pale and lying on the bed, looking quietly at the door, looking hopeful, as if waiting for something?

If Cheng Wuzheng sees this situation...

He would definitely think of the old man in front of him who was lying on the bed, as angry as a fucking spring, and the empty-nest elderly people in his previous life.

At this time, they looked exactly the same!

Their muddy eyes were full of expectations, but they were also a little nervous, as if they were afraid of disturbing their children's lives and work.

I can only wait quietly.

After a long time!

The old man lying on the bed slowly closed his turbid eyes, and a long sigh rang out in the cranium.

Days have passed day by day!

Although the spiritual pressure scattered by the old man lying on the bed was still in the late stage of Qi training, the deterrent ability of the spiritual pressure has greatly decreased.

even!

Even the cultivators who have just entered the Immortal Path to Practice Qi have the deterrent power of spiritual pressure... are not as good as those of them.

Obviously.

The old man is only one or two days away from the date of the deadline.

Otherwise, a late-stage Qi Refining Cultivator would never look like this!

This day.

A young monk entered Baiyun Fairy City and came to a dim alley... The monks he met around him all retreated and avoided them.
To be continued...
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