Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

Chapter 441 Golden Elixir Banquet (End)
Baiyun Peak, in the square.

All Golden Core cultivators, feeling the great power emanating from the two, couldn't help but be shocked!
They were even more amazed when they saw the strange image they showed when they broke out with all their strength.

Vision, that is the potential and strength, the external manifestation.

In the future, it is very possible to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

Unexpectedly, both of them have visions.

Although according to the fluctuation of Yu Wei, it is roughly inferred that they are all low-level visions, but they are also visions!
That's something that ordinary Golden Core cultivators never had!

At least there are less than one-handed number of monks present who have the vision, so it can be seen how difficult it is to awaken the vision.

Until now, the monks present felt that the two of them had played a real fight.

same.

In the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain, Patriarch Zhong was also a little surprised when he saw the vision of the two people in the light curtain.

He also didn't expect that that funny little guy was really beyond his expectation.

As for the fact that the little girl of the Cyanwood Sect can awaken the vision, it is also within his expectation. After all, the little girl has a phoenix body, and she is practicing the Cyanwood Sect's Zhenzong Kungfu, so it is also reasonable to be able to awaken the vision among.

Otherwise, the little girl who has cultivated to the foundation establishment stage will not be accepted by the Cyanwood Sect, or even pass down the township method.

All because of the spirit phoenix body!

Patriarch Zhong looked at the two people inside the light curtain and muttered to himself.

now.

In the sky above Baiyunmen, Cheng Buzheng and Murong Wanwan fought inextricably, it seemed extremely difficult to tell which one was better.

Also at this time.

Cheng Buzheng and Murong Wanwan exchanged glances.

Immediately, Murong Wanwan flipped her hand, and a small seal appeared in her palm.

See this scene.

The Jindan monks in the square discussed one after another:

"That magic weapon is a high-grade magic weapon. You Daoist Cheng is going to lose! You lost on the magic weapon!"

"That's right, Cheng Daoyou only has a low-grade magic weapon. Facing the coercion of a high-grade magic weapon, it is absolutely impossible to make a comeback!"

"If Fellow Daoist Murong had brought out the top-grade magic weapon earlier, Fellow Daoist Cheng would have been defeated long ago! It won't be entangled to this day."

"That's right. Fellow Daoist Murong probably didn't want to take advantage of the magic weapon at first, so he was in a stalemate until now. After seeing that Cheng Buzheng is not weak, he had no choice but to take out this treasure."

"Floating real person, the analysis is quite reasonable."

Some Golden Core cultivators who had bet against Murong Daoist to win, chatted with each other with a smile on their face.

On the other hand, the cultivator who gambled for no chance of winning was no longer as calm as before. Although he didn't show any abnormality, he was silent at the moment.

Obviously, they also knew that they were going to lose this time, and they lost completely.

It is precisely because they did not expect that the real Murong actually has a big killer, otherwise they would not bet against the odds no matter what.

In the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain, when Patriarch Zhong saw this treasure, a flash of memory flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that the Cyanwood Sect would pass Chaofeng's talisman to this little girl!"

Patriarch Zhong murmured in his heart.

the other side.

Just when Murong Wanwan took out this magic weapon, Cheng Buzheng's speed suddenly increased, turned into a ray of mysterious light, and rushed straight towards the opponent.

Its speed is like lightning, extremely fast!

Holding a long sword in his hand, the light of the sword was like water, falling straight towards the glowing glow.

boom!
The rays of light shattered, and the tip of the sword stopped three feet away from Murong Wanwan's eyebrows!
The sudden change caught all the monks by surprise.

"This, how is this possible!"

"Cheng Daoyou's speed, why is it so fast!"

"The mental reaction speed is not as fast as his movements. Could it be that this is the supernatural power of door escape!"

"No, this is not a supernatural power. This speed is only one-tenth of the supernatural power of the first-grade escape method, and it is far from reaching the level of the first-grade supernatural power!"

"That's right, it should be some kind of secret technique. You can see that Cheng Daoyou's breath has plummeted all over his body, and his face is pale. It is a typical sequelae of secret surgery."

"This should be Old Man Can Dun's unique secret art 'Residual Light Escape'. It seems that Fellow Daoist Cheng has found Old Man Can Dun's legacy. It's no wonder that Fellow Daoist Cheng has obtained such a precious panacea."

"Fellow Daoist's reminder really reminds me of the great reputation of the Candun old man."

"That's true. This is the same as the old man Can Dun's unique secret technique. Not only the mysterious light aura, but also all the characteristics are exactly the same as that secret technique. Daoyou Cheng is really lucky to be blessed by the old man Can Dun."

The Golden Core cultivator, who was not winning the bet, changed his previous silence and started talking with a smile.

On the contrary, the monks who gamble not to lose have a bad face.

Obviously, they were very dissatisfied with the result.

almost simultaneously.

Baiyunmen, in the light curtain above.

Murong Wanwan didn't care about the Spirit Slaying Sword shining coldly in front of her!

Although her face was cold, there was a hint of worry hidden in her eyes, and she said lightly:
"I'm defeated!"

Although she was very satisfied with the result, seeing her benefactor injured, she felt an unknown grief in her heart.

And it's all self-inflicted.

She didn't understand why he wanted to go all out by himself before, but she didn't understand until now.

I am not his opponent at all!

However, in order not to hurt himself, Engong actually used the secret method of self-mutilation.

He still treats me as good as before.

I must repay him well!
This fight by myself can be regarded as going all out and keeping my hand!

It can be regarded as fulfilling the mission of the teacher.

Of course, at the beginning of the fight, she selectively forgot about her deliberate reservation.

the other side.

When Cheng Buzheng heard this, a smile appeared on his pale face, he nodded, and said with a faint smile:

"Let's go down!"

While speaking, he stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Spirit Slayer Sword was put away by him.

Although this fight is suspected of being a counterfeit match!

But after all, Cheng Buzheng also relied on his own strength to defeat the opponent.

He is not a cultivator who is dazzled by beauty.

What's more, once the battle is defeated, not to mention the tasks assigned by the old scumbag, they cannot be completed.

Even in advance, there is no chance to choose a treasure at random as agreed.

Cheng Buzheng is very clear about which end is heavier and which is lighter.

What's more, the speed of exposure this time is also one of several plans that he has previewed in his mind during this period of time.

After all, the old man Can Dun's name was very famous in the endless sea hundreds of years ago, and any monk with a little knowledge would definitely recognize it.

It was precisely because of this that Cheng Buzheng deliberately changed his breath and lowered the power of the escaping magic power, in order not to expose the existence of the magic power.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng took a step forward and landed directly towards the Baiyunfeng Square below.

Murong Wanwan looked at Cheng Buzheng's back, her eyes flashed, and the corners of her mouth moved undetectably.

Followed by.

She turned into a ray of light and flew downwards.

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in the square.

At this time, the lottery of the Jindan monks' gambling has been settled.

The monks who had gained a lot greeted Cheng Buzheng with a smile on their faces, while the monks who had lost their spiritual objects greeted them politely and left in a hurry.

Soon.

Those monks who came to congratulate them left in groups.

See here.

Cheng Buzheng said hello to all the senior brothers, and after saying goodbye, he went back to the cave for 'rehabilitation'!

(End of this chapter)