over time!

The doubts of all the Jindan monks are gradually decreasing.

Until the last problem was solved by Master Zhong,

The process of asking is completely over!

At this moment, Fuyouzi didn't know when he came to Cheng Buzheng's side and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, what a disciple he likes?"

It seems to be reminding Cheng Buzheng, but the potential intention is extremely sinister.

Regarding this.

Cheng Buzheng knew it very well. Although he had a smile on his face at this moment, he started to curse in his heart.

What's the meaning?

Isn’t that true, if you don’t accept disciples, you will bleed?

Am I someone who can't bear to leave that little spiritual thing? Is it necessary, please come and remind me specifically?

Is it easy for me to have a golden elixir banquet?

Cheng Buzheng felt very painful in his heart, but there was a smile on his face.

Obviously, Fuyouzi obviously found out his background and he would not accept any apprentices if he was sure!

No matter how much he scolded, Cheng Buzheng still laughed:

"Just forget to accept disciples!"

"I'll prepare some small game later and get some fun!"

You can’t accept disciples at will. The disciple walking outside also means the master.

Once you offend a senior or a monk with a deep background, the first thing you need to find is his master.

Similarly, if the target of the roots is the first one to be eliminated, the first one is his master.

Therefore, the disciple is not only the inheritor, but also the greatest cause and effect of his master.

The higher the cultivation level, the more rigorous the enrollment of disciples.

What's more, how could Cheng Buzheng accept disciples at will if he is so cautious in his words and actions?

Even if you bleed, you won’t just find a monk with good qualifications and accept him as your disciple.

Senior Brother Xu, not far away, smiled and said:

"oh!"

"Junior Brother Cheng, then what lottery do you prepare for?"

"good!"

“····”

Although Cheng Buzheng smiled on the surface, his heart was bleeding.

"This game is guaranteed to refresh you fellow Taoists, and Caitou will never disappoint you fellow Taoists."

"Yeah?"

"Then I'll wait and see!"

···

The Golden Pill Banquet is an opportunity for everyone to communicate with each other.

As for letting the younger generation fight, they usually don’t do that.

After all, it is a festive day, and there is no need to fight and kill.

Of course, without the accident of Aoki Sect, it would be even better if everyone eats and drinks and has fun.

However, even if Aoki Sect asks for trouble, he can only wait until the Golden Pill Banquet is completed before he can take action.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be a problem, but would have completely broken up with Baiyun Sect.

This is a big event that will affect the whole body. Even if Aoki Sect and Baiyun Sect have a grudge, they will not do this.

This is why the gifts sent by Aoki Sect are more expensive than ordinary sects.

However, at this moment, everyone was very looking forward to Cheng Buzheng's winning title, because he had never avoided everyone before, and would not accept disciples at this Golden Pill Banquet.

All the monks present, and at least they were monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, so how clear and clear the ears and eyes were.

So, all the monks in the square know about it at this moment.

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng smiled slightly and said loudly:

"It is my honor to come to Baiyun Sect today and the glory of my Baiyun Sect!"

"Taking this opportunity, Cheng also prepared a small game for everyone, which was lively and lively!"

"All monks who want to participate can participate!"

The words are over.

The dantian surges, and the hands dance!

The aura gathered above the Baiyun Gate and churned endlessly!

Less tilt.

A square like a solid piece, blocking the sky above the Baiyun Gate.

A series of spiritual stairs that looked like substance hung down from the sky and fell casually around Baiyun Gate.

Seeing this scene.

All monks are still a little confused!

What does that path to form a square in the geography mean?

Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng smiled slightly and said nothing.

Then, a storage bag around his waist, a large pile of spirit stones, some talismans, dozens of magic weapons, more than a dozen treasures, a large number of first-level and second-level spiritual pills, and the most precious three-part Yuanyang pills appeared in front of him.

Wave your hand!

These treasures shot straight upwards and fell into the square.

As for the three Yuanyang pills, they quietly landed in the end grid.

See this.

The monks present roughly understood what they mean.

Cheng Buzheng nodded and smiled:

"This game is called Xianyuan Game, and the gameplay is very simple!"

"A monk who wants to participate will enter the square path along the spiritual energy staircase. A square of dice will appear in front of him, injecting a trace of spiritual energy. The dice will roll randomly. When the time is upward, you can take a few steps forward."

"In the game, you may get various rewards at any time. It will not be considered as the end of the game until a monk reaches the end and gets the most precious third-level spiritual pill and three Yuan Yang pills in this game."

"In the game, you must not attack each other. If you hurt your harmony, it will be bad!"

Seeing this scene.

A monk from the Foundation Establishment Stage of Beicang Gate asked:

"Zhengren Cheng, can all monks participate?"

"Of course!" Cheng Buzheng nodded and said:

"Senior Jindan will not compete with you juniors for opportunities, so everyone can rest assured!"

"For fairness, I will monitor it with you all."

"Little guys, don't think about playing tricks under our noses!"

Cheng Buzheng said with a smile, but many monks also understood the potential meaning of the words.

As soon as these words were said, the Jindan monk on the field couldn't help but feel a toothache, especially the corners of the Fuyou Real Person's mouth twitched, and I guess he would feel extremely uncomfortable.

Obviously they also want to participate.

They didn't care about other treasures, but they wanted the three Yuanyang pills very much, but Cheng Buzheng had already blocked the conversation before and did not give them any chance.

And the group of sword cultivators of the ancient sword sect flashed a strange look in their eyes, and they looked a little moved. They were the first to see such a fresh game.

On the other side, Murong Wanwan, who was sitting quietly, heard it, a smile flashed in her eyes, and looked at Cheng Buzheng with tenderness.

However, such eyes flashed and were quickly hidden by her.

At this moment, the monks in the Baiyun Sect are also looking forward to the start of the game.

Whether it was the many monks in Baiyun Peak Square, the disciples of the Baiyun Gate Qi Practice Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage, they all looked at the falling spiritual energy ladders and started to talk about it.

"Wow! Master is so generous! We can also participate in this game."

"I must perform well."

"Grandmother, Yu'er is now considered a disciple of Baiyun Sect. Can you participate?"

"Of course, you can participate after registering."

"Grandma, then let's go and play this Xianyuan game together, okay?"

"good!"

"Uncle Master is so generous. He has more than a dozen treasures and a spiritual pill with diligent cultivation."

"What's this? The reward for the end is the third-level spiritual pill, and even the real person of Jindan is very jealous."
Chapter completed!