Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

  In the cave.

  Cheng Buzheng looked at the little old man beside him with a smile on his face.

  But he was even more determined in his heart, and took the little old man's position as the patriarch and let him live for the rest of his life.

   Obviously.

  Such a low-key, stable soul boy banquet is definitely not the attention of the patriarch.

   Same.

   It is unlikely that Liuer arranged it, because the time is not right.

  Liu'er returned to the state of Jin almost every five years, and this soul boy banquet started thirteen years ago.

   In other words, this grand event of the Cheng family was organized two years after Liuer left the family.

   If there is no accident, it should be made by ordinary juniors.

  Being able to act in such a stable manner must be the work of those two masters who stood out in the school.

   Only clansmen who have learned the essence of stability in the school would think of this strategy.

   Absolutely not, suggested by the little old man who had never attended the family school for a day.

  Unfortunately, those two outstanding family pillars have no spiritual roots.

otherwise.

  This is also a happy event for the family.

   "It's a pity!"

  Cheng Buzheng secretly sighed in his heart.

   Just as thoughts were flying in his mind, an extremely subtle and chaotic voice came from far away.

   Cheng Buzheng, who has clear eyes and ears, can faintly distinguish the sound of horseshoes, the sound of rolling wheels, as well as the sound of breathing and snoring...

  I saw Cheng Buzheng looking in the direction of the faint voice!

   This is due to the wide and spacious passage in the northwest.

  The little old man saw the old ancestor's eyes turn, and he also knew that the old ancestor must have discovered something.

  Although he didn't hear any sound, he also knew that the eyes and ears of a fairy were not comparable to ordinary people.

  Before, Patriarch Liu did the same.

   The two quietly looked at the passage.

   Half an hour later.

  The clear sound of horseshoes and the sound of rolling wheels came into the cave.

   Hear this sound.

   At this time.

  The little old man thought silently for a moment, and thought to himself:

   "The ancestor is indeed the first person in the Cheng family to cultivate immortals. He was able to hear the movement half an hour ago!"

   "This is Liu Patriarch, far incomparable."

  He remembered that at that time, Patriarch Liu could only hear the voice from the passage only half a stick of incense ahead of time.

  Although the little old man is not clear, how big is the difference in strength between Patriarch and Patriarch Liu?

  But he also knows that Patriarch Liu is definitely not his opponent.

  According to genealogy records!

  Whether it is the time of cultivating immortals or what he has seen and heard today, it can prove that the ancestor in front of him is the ancestor of the family.

   is quietly and indisputably, but I don't know the twists and turns in this old boy's heart.

  He now hopes very much that there will be a junior with excellent qualifications among the juniors this time to complete the last link of the family's plan.

   not long.

  The sound of horseshoes came from the northwest passage.

  The voice became clearer.

  Afterwards, the red horse's head was revealed.

  Nine horses run side by side.

   Immediately after.

   It is the horse body like silk and satin, and then nine middle-aged grooms with ruthless faces and black robes, followed by nine carriages.

  According to the little old man, these grooms are dead men secretly cultivated by the family.

   Also a member of the Cheng family without spiritual roots.

   And the snoring sound also came from the carriage.

  In each carriage, there were five or six children, all of whom were fast asleep at this time.

  Inside a carriage.

  Two cars too.

  Ten cars.

   Twenty cars.

  ···

  Ninety vehicles.

  The children in each carriage breathed calmly and seemed to be sleeping soundly, and there was some fruity wine smell faintly.

   Obviously, this is by no means normal.

  These juniors should have been drugged with sweat, which is the reason for the continuous sound of sleeping.

   After all, before cultivating immortals, he was also a little master of Mongolian sweat medicine.

  This taste is unmistakable.

   Sure enough.

  It is not easy to be a pillar of school education.

  The steady style has completely formed a characteristic inheritance in the common family.

  Perhaps, Liu'er told the two elites of the school about his last link plan, who are also the current masters of the two veins.

  After all, what Tong Yan Wuji said may have been exposed inadvertently.

   So, that's it.

soon.

  The first row of nine carriages drove out of the wide passage, followed by the vehicles behind.

   Under the control of the dead soldiers, the carriages came to the square in the cave.

   Afterwards, they saluted silently in the direction of Cheng Buzheng, then untied the noose and led the horse to the stable.

   Horseless vehicles lined up neatly in the square.

   More than 90 carriages, divided into two rows!

  The dead men who drive the vehicles are all in the stables, serving their horses.

soon.

  In the passage, the last carriage left the passage and came into the cave.

  Then the curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man with a handsome face stepped out of the carriage.

  He saw not only the familiar old man, but also a gentle and jade-like young monk.

  After he saw the appearance of the young man clearly, he felt a little familiar, and then thought of a portrait hanging in the center of his family's ancestral hall.

   Immediately.

  The middle-aged man jumped out of the carriage, then trotted over, and saluted Cheng Buzheng.

   "The descendants of the descendants, Cheng Hongyao pays homage to the ancestors."

  ‘Get up! '

  Cheng Buzheng looked at the younger generation of the Cheng family in front of him, with a look of approval in his eyes, and waved.

   This is the pillar of the family.

  As expected of a descendant of the light of family inheritance.

   See here.

   Cheng Hongyao was a little puzzled why the ancestor was so kind to him.

   He couldn't figure it out, so he had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart.

  After that, he stood up and took out a book from his arms, offering it with both hands.

   "Old Ancestor, these are the people of the right age who participated in the test in this vein. There are a total of 457 people, and the actual number is 457."

   Taking the booklet, Cheng Buzheng flipped through it.

   Swish! !

  The sound of pages being turned sounded in this quiet square.

soon.

  Cheng Buzheng finished reading, and he remembered the names of many juniors in his heart.

   Afterwards, he returned the booklet to Cheng Hongyao.

   With a wave of his hand.

   Sleeping boys and girls in the carriage floated up and came out in an orderly manner.

in a blink.

  Over the two rows of carriages, there were more than 400 juniors floating.

  It's a pity that these little guys are sleeping soundly, and have no chance to know that they worship the ancestors who have long died in their hearts every festival, and they are appearing in front of them at this time.

   See here.

  Cheng Buzheng smiled slightly.

   Spread your right hand forward, with your thumb pinching the belly of your middle finger.

   My mind moved.

  A drop of bright red spiritual blood floated from his fingertips!

  Blood-colored brilliance filled the sky, reflecting in the incomparably vast cave here, brilliant and beautiful.

   It can be seen how powerful a drop of ordinary blood contains, and it can also be seen how powerful the golden core cultivator's treasure body is.

   A formula was played.

  A ray of mysterious light shot into a drop of spiritual blood in front of him.

   A low shout sounded in the square.

   "Looking for the truth and confessing the sect, forgive me!"

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