It was just the moment when Cheng Buzheng secretly summarized it in his heart.

suddenly.

"Prepare to board the boat!"

A voice rang in his ear.

Although the sound was not loud, the monks in the square could hear it clearly.

When Cheng Buzheng heard this strange voice, he knew that this must be the means that Uncle Master had used.

Immediately.

The sky boat was like a shady curtain at the bottom of the ship, and the countless textures were slightly emitting light at the same time, and then it gathered into columns of light.

I saw those light columns covering many fellow disciples in the square.

at the same time.

Cheng Buzheng was also wrapped in a beam of light and flew quickly to the bottom of the ship like a shady curtain.

"Pop!"

Suddenly, Cheng Buzheng felt like he was crossing the water surface.

"It is worthy of being a magic weapon. The power of the Spirit Forbidden is really extraordinary. It actually turns into nothingness!"

Cheng Buzheng sighed in his heart.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng's eyes turned dark and he entered the Tianzhou.

I saw him in a hall with a radius of hundreds of meter, with more than a hundred colorful glass lamps with different shapes on the top of the hall.

At this time, many glass lamps were emitting a soft light.

There are countless textures on the surrounding walls, and the texture and the wall are perfectly integrated.

Cheng Buzheng stepped forward and touched it. The wall was extremely smooth and had no sense of concaveness and convexity. There was no other change except for the slightly cool fingertips.

In the hall, there is a high platform in front of it, about ten feet in size, but there is no one on it.

Looking around!

At this moment, most of the fellow disciples looked calm, as if they were very familiar with all this!

There were also a few monks with calm expressions, but Yu Guang looked around from time to time, curious about everything around him.

However, no monk ran to the platform.

See this.

Cheng Buzheng also roughly understood that this platform should be prepared for the Jindan uncle.

Only in this way, many fellow disciples gathered under the platform, but no one dared to go up the wide platform.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng came to a corner, pricked up his ears, and heard the conversation between his classmates. Although there was no secret news, there were indeed a lot of gossip.

Not far from Cheng Buzheng, a monk in his fifties and two middle-aged monks were talking to each other.

"Ah... The incident of the Blood Refining Sect finally came to an end!"

A middle-aged monk with a masculine face.

Next to the middle-aged monk with a tough face, a thin monk nodded and said:

"yes!"

"The pill has been taken long ago. In recent years, it has been absorbing spiritual energy to maintain cultivation, and the progress is too slow!"

"Isn't it?"

The masculine face agreed:

"Especially in secular cities, the spiritual energy is extremely thin and it is almost difficult to improve your cultivation."

"I wasted several years, but fortunately I can finally go to the Endless Sea now!"

Among the three, the oldest monk said slowly:

"Junior Brother Liu said it well, but the inheritance of the Blood Refining Sect has not been found. I am afraid that such an incident will happen again many years later!"

"Senior Brother Sang, you're over-thinking!"

Junior Brother Wang, who was thin, shook his head and said:

"Even if the inheritance of the Blood Refining Sect has been found now, it will definitely not be able to make trouble for at least two hundred years."

"It's true, it's a pity for those fellow disciples who suffered."

Senior Brother Sang sighed quietly.

Junior Brother Wang immediately remembered something and asked:

"By the way, two senior brothers!"

"Are you any junior brothers who are familiar with and trusted by these junior brothers sent to the Heavenly Dao Alliance?"

Senior Brother Liu, with a tough face, joked:

"Junior Brother Wang, what treasures are needed to be purchased by me!"

Junior Brother Wang said helplessly:

"Senior brother, you are joking!"

"Isn't this what we want to go with the boat? Don't you have any extra time to screen for pills?"

"Junior brother, I heard that a new spiritual pill has appeared in Zhenhai Island, the headquarters of the Dispersed Cultivator Alliance. It is said that it can improve mana and enhance treasure body at the same time. Have the two senior brothers heard of it?"

Hearing words.

Senior Brother Sang was slightly stunned and then said:

"Junior Brother Wang, what you are talking about is the 'Double Pole Pill'?"

"Senior brother, do you know this pill?"

"Um!"

Senior Brother Sang nodded slowly and said:

"However, although this pill can improve your cultivation and temper your treasure body, it is much cheaper than the price of similar pills, but its efficacy is not mentioned!"

"It's not cost-effective at all!"

"It is said that the main material of this pill is a pill made of a second-level wild beast. It is just a newly developed pill recipe that can be imagined. Perhaps after generations of improvement, this pill recipe can be completely improved!"

"I have also asked someone to buy a bottle of Double Pole Pill on behalf of others. I was lucky enough to buy a bottle. If my junior brother wants it, I can deal with it for you cheaply!"

"I have made it in advance for my brother. The effect of this pill is really not good. Don't exchange it and say I'm cheating on you!"

"It's bad, the friendship between you and me."

See this.

"Since that's the case, then forget it!"

Junior Brother Wang shook his head and quickly refused to say that he would never mention the matter of Double Pole Pill again.

·······

"Tianhai City?"

"Binopolar Pill?"

Cheng Buzheng in the corner murmured in his heart. Then he remembered the matter in his heart.

However, at this moment.

Four powerful pressures flashed, and the monks present were slightly turbulent.

Cheng Buzheng looked up and saw two monks appearing on the high platform.

He only knew one of the monks, and was Uncle Huang who led them to the Trial Canyon.

He didn't know another bald monk.

Cheng Buzheng knew from the terrifying spiritual pressure that emanated from the terrifying force, that cultivator must be the real person of Jindan and his uncle.

Immediately.

"Disciple, pay homage to the uncle!"

A neat sound came from the hall.

Seeing that his appearance was about forty, the bald uncle stepped forward, looked around and said slowly:

"alright!"

"The training room access control will be issued by our steward."
To be continued...