Yunmeng Peak

Chapter 125 "Her"!
"Chang Jun!"

"Don't dare to see me?"

When Zhu Changjun heard this, his back was covered with cold sweat, and his heart was full of turmoil. He hurriedly bowed his hands in the air, and said respectfully, "Uncle!"

When Cheng Yuanqu heard this, he became angry instead of happy, a trace of grief flashed in his eyes, and he hummed secretly, the coercion of the late foundation establishment continued to press down on Zhu Changjun, who was in the early foundation establishment.

"Humph!"

Cheng Changjun had no choice but to use his own spiritual power to resist, and within a few breaths, many tiny beads of sweat appeared on Zhu Changjun's forehead.

After a while, Cheng Yuanqu put away his coercion when he saw this, but when he looked at Zhu Changjun, his eyes were full of cruelty, staring straight at Zhu Changjun.

Seeing this, Zhu Changjun's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly opened his mouth and said, "I really don't know about that incident with my uncle!"

Hearing this, Cheng Yuanqu felt even more angry, and wanted to kill Zhu Changjun right now, and after dozens of breaths, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and said lightly, "Take me to Sit down!"

Hearing this, Zhu Changjun relaxed his hanging heart, bowed his hands and nodded, then waved his hand and used the medium of the magic circle in his hand to disarm the defensive magic circle and break through the Pingyang Fang City magic circle, and then he took Cheng Yuanqu away go in.

After a few breaths, the monk guarding the entrance and exit of Fangshi saw a puzzled look flashing in the eyes of Zhu Changjun who entered from Fangshi. Just as he was about to say hello, the face behind Zhu Changjun made him secretly shocked, full of panic, and dumbfounded He watched the two of them disappear into his field of vision as two lights and shadows.

After a full count of breaths, he regained his composure and sighed to himself, "Why did the elder of the Cheng family come here!"

After thinking for a while, the man frowned and took out a talisman from the storage bag. After a few breaths, the talisman flew to the distance autonomously.

Tens of breaths later, in a quiet room in the central area of ​​Pingyangfang City, Zhu Junqing, who was sitting cross-legged on a futon, looked at the information recorded on the talisman in his hand with a strange look in his eyes.

"That old thing is here!"

After thinking for a while, Zhu Junqing raised his brows slightly, then quickly got up, took out a few communication talismans from his bosom, and after a while, these communication talismans flew out of the quiet room.

At this moment, in a secluded courtyard in Pingyang Fang City, Cheng Yuanqu and Zhu Changjun were sitting together at a small stone table, neither of them speaking.

After dozens of breaths of silence, seeing this situation, Zhu Changjun suppressed his uneasiness and asked, "Uncle, I don't know why you came to Pingyangfang City?"

When Cheng Yuanqu heard this, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said lightly, "My good nephew, why don't you guess why I came here."

Zhu Changjun was at a loss for words when he heard this, and kept thinking in his mind. Then he remembered that the Cheng family had opened a shop in Pingyang Fang City a month ago, and he immediately understood the purpose of the old man in front of him.

But he didn't dare to speak, as if he didn't know why Cheng Yuanqu came here, Nuonuo smiled wryly.

After finishing speaking, Cheng Yuanqu immediately closed his eyes, Zhu Changjun felt even more helpless seeing this.

Cheng Yuanqu sat in front of Zhu Changjun, the controller of Pingyangfang City, for two full hours. Then he opened his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and spoke with a strange smile on his face.

"Okay, I'm leaving, kid, take care of yourself!"

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Yuanqu turned into a cyan light and disappeared in Zhu Changjun's spiritual detection.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Changjun was secretly startled. He kept thinking about Cheng Yuanqu's words just now, his body shuddered, and he sighed in a low voice: "This old thing will find its time, but it happens when the second uncle returns to the family." It's time."

Although Zhu Changjun said so, there were still turmoil in his heart, he quickly took out the medium of the magic circle, and with the help of the power of the magic circle, he kept scanning the whole city, for fear that Cheng Yuanqu would return to this courtyard again.

After dozens of breaths, Zhu Changjun felt relieved, and let out a long sigh.

"I don't know when the second uncle will return to Fangshi!"

"Ugh!"

There were originally two foundation-building monks from the Zhu family stationed in Pingyang Fang City, but two years ago, another Jiyun Zhu family’s mid-stage foundation-building monk, Zhu Jixing, encountered a bottleneck. With the family breakthrough, only Zhu Changjun was left guarding Pingyang Fang City.

Outside the main gate of Zhu Changjun's courtyard, Cheng Yuanqu stood there straight, holding a long sword in his hand, his whole body was motionless, as if he was just an empty shell, but his eyes full of cruelty were extremely scary.

"The Zhu family!"

After standing here for half a stick of incense, Cheng Yuanqu turned into a blue light and left the place.

After dozens of breaths, Cheng Yuanqu looked up at the plaque hanging on the store door outside the door of Mengchuntang, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Gakixian really has a heart!"

But he didn't go into the shop, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and then through the wall, through the restriction of the shop, he directly saw Cheng Qifeng who was refining the elixir in the quiet room of Mengchun Hall.

Cheng Qifeng, who was refining the elixir, felt a little uneasy in his heart, and subconsciously raised his head to look in the direction of Cheng Yuanqu's eyes, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"what!"

Standing outside the shop, Cheng Yuanqu felt this gaze, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"This kid, not bad!"

In the quiet room, Cheng Qifeng snorted secretly.

"Okay, pill!"

With Cheng Qifeng's distraction, the pill liquid that was being condensed in the pill furnace turned into fly ash and dissipated in the pill furnace.

Cheng Yuanqu, who was tens of meters away, saw this scene, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

In the quiet room, Cheng Qifeng looked puzzled, his expression was a little downcast, and he thought to himself: "What happened just now?"

After finishing speaking, he urged his spiritual consciousness to continuously probe outwards, but he didn't find anything.

Cheng Qifeng looked around the quiet room, there was no defensive means other than simple restraints, and he thought secretly: "It seems that we have to find a chance to buy a magic circle that isolates the spiritual consciousness."

At this time, outside Fangshi, the three shopkeepers of the Zhu family looked at the middle-aged man in panic and asked, "Why did the Cheng family come to Fangshi suddenly?"

A white-haired old man at the side had eyes full of fear, and said in a friendly way, "That's right! It's been more than ten years, and the Cheng family wants revenge?"

"..."

Zhu Junqing heard the words, looked at the three people beside him, raised his brows slightly, and said lightly: "Protect the resources of each store, go separately, and wait for my news!"

Immediately, he didn't care about the three people, turned around and broke through the phantom formation to enter Pingyangfang City.

The three people in brocade clothes could only sigh a few times when they saw this scene. The three of them looked at each other, then took out the flying magic weapon and flew in different directions.

After half a stick of incense, at the counter of Baiwu Pavilion, Cheng Xiangxin bowed to the white-haired old man in front of him and said, "Uncle!"

"How are Qi Peng and the others doing these days?"

"It's all good!"

Cheng Yuanqu nodded, waved his hand, turned and left Baiwu Pavilion, just when he was outside of Fangshi, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"Jimmy, Old Ten..."

After a while, a long cyan sword flew out from his waist with dozens of powerful sword lights and directly attacked Pingyangfang City within the phantom formation. The defensive formation was activated automatically, and the long sword immediately bombarded the defensive formation in Pingyangfang City with its sword light.

Suddenly, the entire formation shook violently, and several small cracks appeared at the position where the long sword attacked. Cheng Yuanqu was satisfied when he saw this, and then took out the flying boat and flew towards Yunmeng Mountain.

At the same time, in a secluded courtyard in Pingyangfang City, Zhu Changjun, who was practicing, felt that the formation was being attacked from the medium of the formation.

Without being startled, Zhu Changjun quickly got up and rushed to the place where the formation was attacked. Looking at the small cracks on the formation barrier, Zhu Changjun's pupils widened quite a bit, and a figure suddenly appeared in his mind. I shivered.

"Earth Profound Formation can be shaken! That old guy's strength is too terrifying!"

The Earth Profound Formation, a third-tier low-grade defensive formation, was purchased by Zhu Jiatuo from Shuiyue County after spending thousands of spirit stones a few years ago.

This magic circle is extremely powerful, and it was refined by a third-tier mid-level magic circle master in Yishuiyue County. Even Zhu Changjun's own attack could not harm the magic circle at all, so Zhu Changjun was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Zhu Changjun, who was soaring above Fangshi, kept muttering in his heart, and then looked at the crack in fear.

"What should my Zhu family do in the future!"

After half a cup of tea, Zhu Changjun left in embarrassment, but the crack was not seriously damaged, so he recovered by absorbing spiritual energy through the formation.

When he returned, he saw his nephew, and after the exchange between the two, Zhu Changjun didn't know whether to praise him for being smart or stupid, so he had no choice but to order Zhu Junqing to call those clans back to the city.

Half a month later, in Yunmeng Mountain, in a training room, the white-haired old man Cheng Yuanxu looked at the three bottles of spirit wine next to him, with a smile on his pale face, and sighed secretly: "Finally practiced!" Made!"

"This Ascension Spirit Wine is really difficult to refine, no wonder it can be compared with the Foundation Establishment Pill. With this product, my Cheng family will definitely prosper in the future!"

"What is needed now is to wait!"

A few months ago, Cheng Yuanxu picked a total of nine Shengling fruits from the Shengling fruit tree. As a third-rank winemaker and the only winemaker in the Yunmeng Cheng family, he took it upon himself to refine them. The matter of Shengling Wine.

Because it is the first time to refine Shengling wine, and the difficulty of refining Shengling wine is extremely high, so the success rate is not high. In the past few months, only three copies of Shengling have been successfully refined. Just wine.

After successfully refining Shengling Wine, it needs to be placed in a dry place for ten years before it can be consumed, otherwise the success rate of auxiliary foundation building will be greatly reduced.

After a few breaths, Cheng Yuanxu reluctantly put the three bottles of Shengling wine into the storage bag, and after taking a pill, he held his breath and concentrated on practicing the exercises.

A few days later, in the General Affairs Hall of Yunmeng Mountain, three figures sat at a wooden table.

Cheng Yuanqu looked at the three bottles of spirit wine placed on the wooden table with fiery eyes.

"I didn't expect to succeed in only three bottles."

Hearing this, Cheng Yuanxu showed shame on his face. He didn't know how precious the Shengling Wine refined from Shengling Fruit was. He was really unwilling to waste six Shengling Fruits. With a portion of Ascension Spirit Wine, the family will have a slightly higher chance of giving birth to a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The difficulty of the third-tier low-grade Shengling wine was several notches lower than that of the third-tier top-grade Jidan, and every time Cheng Yuanxu saw the three bottles of Shengling wine, he felt regretful.

"Brother, I..."

Although the amount of refined Shengling wine did not meet Cheng Yuanqu's expectations, he was still very happy to have these three bottles of Shengling wine.

"It doesn't matter, the success rate of [-]% is not bad. Fourth brother, you have done a great job this time."

"A few days ago, I went to Pingyang Fang City to see Qi Peng. Although he broke through the ninth level of Qi training not long ago, his cultivation base is extremely solid. In the past two years, he has been preparing for foundation building."

Hearing this, Cheng Yuanxu's eyes were full of light, and he was overjoyed in his heart, and he quickly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, brother!"

"You don't need to thank me, Qi Peng has talent."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Yuanqu turned to look at Cheng Yuanxian beside him.

"Ninth brother, after this incident, you will gather five members of the family who are talented in brewing wine, and train them more. The wine making inheritance will also play its role."

Cheng Yuan heard this first, nodded his head firmly, and didn't say much, for fear of making Cheng Yuanqu unhappy.

"Family matters, you should pay more attention. My time is running out, and the number of times we can get together is not much. In the future, you..."

Speaking of this, Cheng Yuanqu's tone was a little choked up, and the two people beside him couldn't help but feel their noses sore when they heard this, only then did they realize that Cheng Yuanqu in front of them was already very old, and his bent back made him even more lifeless.

"Big brother!"

"..."

Cheng Yuanqu, who is usually serious, waved his hands, and then he waved out a small wine pot and three small wine glasses. A gleam flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised, and he asked the two people in front of him: "Fourth brother, ninth brother I don't know if you can have a drink with me."

Hearing this, the two looked at each other with a smile, and took the wine glasses handed over.

Seeing this, Cheng Yuanqu laughed out loud.

"Ha ha!"

Immediately, Cheng Yuanqu picked up the jug and poured the spiritual wine into the third elder brother's jade cup in front of him. The moment the spiritual wine fell into the jade cup, vigorous spiritual energy gushed out of the spiritual wine continuously.

Seeing this, Cheng Yuanxu's eyes flickered several times.

"Brother, is this Lingyuan brew?"

Cheng Yuan smiled without saying a word, but this action also showed that he recognized the matter.

Hearing this, Cheng Yuanxu's eyes were startled, and just about to open his mouth to speak, Cheng Yuanxian at the side realized it later, turned his head, looked at Cheng Yuanxu at the side, and asked doubtfully, "But that Lingyuan brew?"

"kindness!"

Cheng Yuanxian, who received Cheng Yuanxu's reply, had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and he couldn't help but think to himself: "Brother is really willing!"

Spiritual Brew, a third-tier middle-grade spirit wine, can greatly speed up the cultivation of foundation-building monks, and unlike pills, spirit wine can be taken all the time without producing poison in the body. The only side effect may be a little drunk, In the eyes of the monks who established the foundation, this is something that cannot be found. The price on the market is extremely high, and it rarely appears.

"Okay, drink it quickly, if the spiritual energy in the wine dissipates, it will not be worth the loss!"

(End of this chapter)