Refining Qi starts from repairing the panel.

Chapter 212: A big deal, a cause and effect that cannot be borne
There was a strange silence in the private room.

After a while, Chu Zheng whispered, "I'm married."

"I know."

Ye Yujiao said calmly, "It doesn't matter. I don't necessarily need the position of the legal wife. We are all cultivators, so we don't need to care about these empty titles. Besides, Miss Song, you won't be able to stay in Cangyun for long. We have a long time to come."

"It seems that you know more than I thought." Chu Zheng frowned slightly.

The cultivator from the Shang family is truly capable. He was able to find out such secret information. He is worthy of being a family of Immortal Kings. He must have some background.

"Those 100,000 high-quality spirit stones are well worth it." Ye Yujiao did not comment.

"Why choose me?"

Chu Zheng asked casually, without giving Ye Yujiao any face, and said bluntly:
"Your bone age is already thirty-one, and your cultivation is only at the middle stage of the Dao Entry Realm. Although you have top-grade immortal bones, you are far inferior to me. Why should I marry you?"

"The Holy Lord is now the best of the younger generation in the Cangyun Realm. His talent, appearance and background are all top-notch. If we talk about the most suitable candidate for a husband, for me, there is no one else except the Holy Lord."

Ye Yujiao looked calm. She took out a thin book and pushed it in front of Chu Zheng:

"This is the dowry that Shenmu Pavilion prepared for me. Please take a look, Holy Lord."

"You seem to be discussing a business with me." Chu Zheng didn't look at the gift list, but his eyebrows moved slightly.

"This is the first time I've met the Holy Lord, so naturally there's no such thing as love. Moreover, for a cultivator, talking about love is a bit extravagant."

Ye Yujiao said bluntly: "Shenmu Pavilion needs the future Taixuan Holy Land as a support, and today's Taixuan needs the medicinal resources of Shenmu Pavilion to strengthen its strength as soon as possible. This is a complement between the two."

"There are countless divine fires in Taixuan, which complement the many alchemists in my Shenmu Pavilion. Therefore, this marriage is a win-win situation for Taixuan Holy Land and Shenmu Pavilion."

"If the Holy Lord insists that this is a business, then the price should be clearly marked and fair to everyone."

Ye Yujiao's words were quite sincere, without any beating around the bush, and went straight to the point.

Chu Zheng didn't say anything and casually opened the gift list.

[Immortal Pill: One]

[Half-Immortal Pills: 10 pieces]

[Semi-Immortal Medicine: 30 Plants]

[Top-grade elixir: 100 pills]

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The gift list contained more than thirty items in total. In addition to elixirs and magical herbs, it also included many spiritual objects from heaven and earth, most of which were related to alchemy and were of inestimable value.

After seeing the gift list clearly, Chu Zheng couldn't help but have a strange look in his eyes. Shenmu Pavilion was truly generous, as there was actually a real elixir among them.

Judging from the current natural environment of the Cang Yun Realm, this is most likely the only real elixir in the Cang Yun Realm.

Even in the Taixuan Holy Land, which is home to many alchemists, no such rare treasure has been passed down.

"Shenmu Pavilion is really generous."

Chu Zheng smiled faintly, closed the gift list and pushed it back:

"I am actually quite selfish. I have been practicing till now, hoping that everything in the world will not burden me. Shenmu Pavilion, including you, is a burden to me, not a help. I am afraid that this business cannot be done."

It was just an elixir. Now he had quite a few fragments of wreckage of immortal treasures in his hands. If he could extract all the immortal energy from them, it might be enough to repair an elixir.

The reason why he never tried was simply because he was reluctant to do so. If all the fragments of the fairy treasures could be repaired, they would be of great use in the future.

He is not sure yet whether he can repair these fairy treasures after being promoted to an eighth-level restorer, so it is better to wait a little longer.

Fortunately, Ye Yujiao did not discover the existence of his repair ability, which made Chu Zheng feel relieved.

“Saint Lord, your words are too serious. Although Shenmu Pavilion is not as rich as the Holy Land and has fewer immortal treasures, it is still something that can be shown off in the Cangyun Realm and will not become a burden to the Saint Lord.”

Ye Yujiao frowned slightly, but her tone remained calm: "If the Holy Lord feels that Yujiao's dowry is not generous enough, we can still talk about it."

"I'm afraid Shenmu Pavilion can't bear the consequences of my actions, so you'd better not bring disaster upon yourself." Chu Zheng shook his head and gave kind advice.

This was not an exaggeration. Judging from Zhao Tingxian's previous reaction, it was known that he was involved in a huge secret. Not to mention the Shenmu Pavilion, even the entire Cangyun Realm combined was far from being involved.

Getting too close to him is not a good thing. Your fate is not strong enough and you may die young.

Hearing this, Ye Yujiao lost her previous calmness and frowned. She didn't know the inside story, but she sensed a kind of arrogance from Chu Zheng. In this man's eyes, Shenmu Pavilion seemed to have no weight at all.

Even the Holy Land does not dare to look down on the Shenmu Pavilion. After all, it is a force composed of alchemists. Oftentimes, the Holy Land would need their help. But now, it is despised by Chu Zheng.

Bringing elixirs as gifts and giving everything to others, yet still being rejected, anyone with a bit of pride in their heart would not be able to accept this result.

Ye Yujiao took a deep breath, suppressed the nameless anger in her heart, and said patiently: "Some things can only be known after trying them. Why did the Holy Lord draw conclusions so early?"

"There is some truth in what you said, but there are some things that, once you try them, you won't necessarily have the chance to regret them. After all, you only live once."

Chu Zheng's words were very straightforward, leaving no room for maneuver.

"Then let's stop here today."

Ye Yujiao stood up and said expressionlessly: "If the Holy Lord changes his mind, you can come to me at any time. The door of Shenmu Pavilion is always open to you."

After saying that, she turned around and walked out the door without looking back.

"Miss Ye, please stay."

There was a call from behind, and a gleam of light flashed in Ye Yujiao's eyes. She looked a little relieved and turned to look at Chu Zheng:

"Has the Holy Lord changed his mind?"

"No."

Chu Zheng shook his head, glanced at the table of precious spiritual food in front of him, and asked casually:

"Do you want to eat it? If not, I'll take it away. Otherwise, it would be a waste."

These dishes are very expensive and have not been touched yet. It is a shame to waste them.

"Holy Lord, please do as you please."

For a moment, Ye Yujiao was so angry that she laughed, turned around and walked away.

"thanks for treatment."

Chu Zheng put away all the spiritual dishes on the jade table, slowly walked down the Dengxian Tower, and leisurely returned home.

A moment later, he returned to Taixuan's base.

In the secret room, Song Lingxue was practicing with her eyes closed. When she heard the noise, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Shenmu Pavilion prepared a marriage proposal and wanted to form an alliance with Taixuan, but I rejected it."

Without waiting for her to ask, Chu Zheng briefly explained the whole story, took out a dish after dish, and said slowly:

"Have a meal."

"Why not agree?" Song Lingxue blinked.

"If you keep asking knowingly, I will really agree." Chu Zheng casually replied: "Why are you pretending to be confused in front of me? Do you treat me as Ling Qing?" Song Lingxue said no more, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

The tolerance that Chu Zheng can give her is invaluable to her.

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South of Wanlong City.

Under the protection of several Divine Infant monks, Ye Yujiao walked hurriedly into a hall with a slight anger on her face.

After walking around left and right for a while, he finally entered a side hall.

Inside the side hall, an octogenarian was sitting cross-legged on a jade couch. He was dressed in green, had white hair and a youthful face, his skin was rosy and shiny, and his eyes were slightly closed.

The ancestor of the Ye family, Ye Huang, a cultivator from the Tongxuan Secret Realm, experienced two extraterritorial battlefields in a short period of time and still survived.

"Grandpa."

Ye Yujiao's mouth was tense and she bowed.

The old man on the jade couch slowly opened his eyes and saw Ye Yujiao's unchanging expression. He couldn't help but chuckle:
"Why? Are you dissatisfied with me?"

"He looks down on Shenmu Pavilion and thinks that Shenmu Pavilion will hold him back."

Ye Yujiao said with a hint of sarcasm: "I have learned a lot today. You are the lord of a holy land, but you don't even look down on the elixir. Then you can't even give me a few dishes. You are taking advantage of me without restraint. You really have no shame at all."

"To be too concerned about face is the behavior of the weak. What the strong should do is to give face to others."

Hearing this, Ye Huang's smile did not diminish, and he said slowly: "Yujiao, I told you before that when judging people, you need to observe what they do, not what they say. Appearances will disrupt your judgment."

"Immortal pills, magical medicines, beauties and power are all incapable of swaying his heart. So what does this person want? Have you ever thought about it?"

"This……"

Ye Yujiao gradually calmed down, frowned, and muttered: "But, Grandpa, this person doesn't want to, I can't rush to pay for it, right?"

"I know you are unwilling to give up, but there have been wars outside the region before. Most of the elders of my Shenmu Pavilion have been killed. There are only two or three younger disciples who can take on important tasks. It is really difficult for you to carry out the task alone."

Ye Huang's eyes dimmed slightly: "My Ye family has produced super-quality immortal bones in the past. If we hadn't been greedy and plotted to obtain the Taixuan Divine Fire Scripture and the Immortal Fire and sent them to Taixuan, we might not have ended up like this today."

"Does the Ye family have such a connection with Taixuan?"

Hearing this, Ye Yujiao couldn't help but be surprised. She had never heard of this matter before.

"That happened thousands of years ago. Only a few people in the clan know about it now."

Ye Huang sighed softly and fell into deep thought. After a while, he spoke again:
"There is something different about Chu Zheng. Please allow me to observe for a while before drawing any conclusions."

"I understand, Grandpa Zu. I will find another way to get closer to him."

Ye Yujiao concealed the expression on her face and regained her composure.

As the only daughter of a wealthy family, she has shouldered a certain mission since the day she was born.

For the prosperity of her family, she can give up many things, including her so-called self.

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In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

There are quite a few forces willing to make friends with Taixuan. Many Taixuan disciples have gradually adapted to life in Wanlong City and have made the acquaintance of many fellow cultivators.

There will inevitably be disputes and frictions, but since the competition has not yet started, people in Wanlong City are not allowed to fight at will, so they can only suppress it. However, the smell of gunpowder has already begun to show.

During the past month, Chu Zheng did not leave the secret room at all, and he was concentrating on recovering his cultivation.

During this period of time, his cultivation level has been steadily recovering and has already reached the sixth level of the Divine Infant. It is also continuing to grow and is moving towards the seventh level of the Divine Infant.

He could feel that on the other side of the distant starry sky, there were still believers praying for him, and the endless supply of incense and prayers was increasing day by day.

The dazzling divine light he felt that day only destroyed the Fairy Snake Star and several life stars around it. He still had many believers scattered in the star field governed by the Divine Court.

With these believers preaching for him, the number of his believers will soon recover.

According to the message sent back by the golden statue, the incident that happened that day had already alarmed the great emperor in the divine palace.

The emperor seemed to have taken action personally and killed several powerful creatures. The specific source is still unknown.

There is still more than a year left before the Wanzong Qianlong Competition, and Chu Zheng does not intend to waste it.

After adjusting his condition to the peak, he left a part of his consciousness within his body and started observing the stars and capturing the sky again.

One year for Cang Yun is equivalent to a hundred years in the Chaos Sea. He has enough time to make further progress in his cultivation, to reach the perfection of the Golden Elixir, or even to refine his spirit, or to continue to improve his immortal cultivation and enter the Tongxuan Secret Realm.

As his spiritual power grew, Chu Zheng's stargazing and celestial capturing skills became more and more handy, and without expending much effort, he found a dazzling starry road.

At the other end of the star road is an entire continent with a round sky and a square earth. It is not a life star and is somewhat similar to the Cangyun Realm.

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Dongyuan Realm.

The sky rotates for three days and six months, and is divided into nine regions and thirteen wastelands.

This world is a mixed bag of creatures, with alien species running rampant in desolate areas that occupy most of the land. Among them, the human race occupies less than a quarter of the territory.

Alien species, in this world, are called wild beasts. They are brutal and capricious by nature and cannot communicate with humans. Wild beasts often leave the wilderness and enter various areas to kill and hunt.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this world is richer than that of the current Cangyun World, but the cultivation tradition is different from any other one Chu Zheng has encountered before.

From the day they are born, the elders of this world will use the real blood of wild beasts to imprint indelible totem marks on the bodies of children in this world.

Relying on the totem on his body, the cultivator can trigger mysterious power, connect heaven and earth, and then display magical powers and secret techniques.

This method has great limitations. Only a few can become strong, and the situation of the human race is still precarious.

Chu Zheng's soul wandered in the sky, and soon found only half of a body in a desolate area.

A boy who was less than four years old had dilated pupils, half of his body below the waist disappeared, his ribs were exposed, and his internal organs mixed with dirty blood were splattered everywhere.

There were many corpses around, most of which were incomplete, obviously they had been attacked by wild beasts.

A flash of light passed by, and Chu Zheng entered the boy's brow. The repair panel quickly started to work, and the broken body gradually began to grow.

call--

After a while, the repair was completed. Chu Zheng exhaled and fell into deep thought.

Here, he will have enough time to slowly improve his cultivation and at the same time... develop his own believers.

(End of this chapter)