This day.

Xianmeng City, outside the towering siege city.

"Husband, I'm leaving!"

A trace of nostalgia flashed in Murong Wanwan's eyes, looking at Cheng Buzheng, who was close to him and had an ordinary face.

Cheng Buzheng endured the sadness in his heart and nodded heavily.

"Um!"

Seeing this, Murong Wanwan couldn't help but step forward, hugged Cheng Buzheng, and tapped Cheng Buzheng's thin lips like a dragonfly.

Without waiting for Cheng Buzheng to reminisce, Murong Wanwan lightly stepped back and disappeared.

There was only a sweet voice echoing in Cheng Buzheng's ears.

"Husband, I'm waiting for you to pick me up!"

Cheng Buzheng felt the tenderness on his thin lips and said in his heart:

"Don't worry, Wan'er, my husband won't let you down!"

A trace of firmness flashed in his eyes.

Immediately.

Cheng Buzheng stretched out his hand and a hat that blocked his spiritual sense appeared in the palm of his hand.

Put on a hat and the black veil fell down to cover his face.

A mysterious yellow light flashed in his pupils.

Looking around.

In the flying boat docking square outside the city, Murong Wanwan was looking back at a certain direction outside the city wall.

Although she couldn't see the figure at the city gate, she felt that her husband was watching her there.

This moment!

The two of them seemed to cross time and space and meet together.

After one stick of incense.

A shadow covering the clouds and sun flashed over the square.

Murong Wanwan raised her head slightly, glanced at the flying boat in the sect, looked back at the city gate, and moved her jade lips a few times, looking at her mouth as if she was saying, "Husband, I'm leaving!"

A ray of inspiration landed with a bang, covering Murong Wanwan's delicate body.

After a moment, her figure disappeared in the square.

At this time.

Cheng Buzheng, who was at the gate of the city, also saw the light of inspiration landing, and he secretly blessed in his heart:

"Bon Voyage!"

The flying boat carrying Wanwan flies farther and farther!

Soon, it turned into a black dot and finally disappeared into the sky.

After a long time.

The mysterious yellow light in Cheng Buzheng's pupils disappeared.

After a moment of silence, he sighed faintly and turned to walk towards the city gate.

Nine out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory!

This is true even if he has become a Jindan monk now.

This is also his power, and he has not yet reached the point of doing whatever he wants.

This moment!

Cheng Buzheng felt a little more urgency in his heart.

Back to the city!

Cheng Buzheng walked directly to the fire room. Because of Wanwan's arrival, he had been with his wife for the past six months, and he had no time in both day and night.

Now that my wife has left, it is time to complete the task of the Treasure Tower.

Not completing the task?

The time limit is here!

Once he was recognized by the Treasure Tower as sweeping away the magic medicine, even if he had already passed the corresponding price, he would be on the blacklist, and such convenient conditions would be gone in the future.

Needless to say, you know how precious the elixir used for such a precious spiritual pill is?

This is not worth the price.

This is also the reason why the manager of Zhenbao Tower dares to pay such a huge price!

It is also the reason why we don’t worry about not rushing to run away.

Just relying on the friendship of nodding, no monk would bet such a big bet.

It is precisely because when he was certified as an honorary alchemist in the Treasure Tower, the true spiritual breath had been included in the Treasure Tower. This is not the soul breath, and it can be transformed with magical powers or secret techniques, so he cannot use this to make a fleece.

This is why every time Cheng Buzheng went to Zhenbao Pagoda, he was either in real face or was afraid that Zhenbao Pagoda would see through his feet.

After all, the treasure that contains the real aura is the foundation of the treasure pagoda and will not be easily used.

Moreover, the true spiritual breath cannot be copied or extracted, and it cannot be used to underestimate the honorary alchemist, so Cheng Buzheng will leave the true spiritual breath.

But there is also a tragic problem...

That is, once the heavy treasure that contains the breath of the true spiritual being was invited out by the treasure tower, even if he practiced the celestial sense technique, he could not erase the previous breath of the true spiritual being.

At least, the current stage of the celestial human sensation technique cannot be achieved!

As for higher-level magical powers, it is unknown, but it is not easy to think about...

The true spirit is a little innate spirit in the soul, and is the foundation of the soul's origin, and there is no way to change it.

According to ancient legend, the true spirit is the foundation of the reincarnation of a monk. Once the true spirit is destroyed, it is equivalent to the soul scattered in the mouth of a monk.

This is also the most commonly used method by monks after killing their enemies.

Of course, Cheng Buzheng has no use.

So, this road doesn't work!

Fortunately, when I took on the task, I was very rich in time, so if I practice alchemy now, I can catch up with it.

after all.

Just pay the elixir you handed in the task first. Don’t worry about the elixir you use. Just wait until the task is handed over and then slowly practice it.

In the future, there will be time when I practice in the Qing Dynasty.

soon.

Cheng Buzheng came to the gate of the Earth Fire Room, and he opened an alchemy room with ease.

Half a month has passed.

Cheng Buzheng did not come out.

A month has passed, but there is still no movement in the alchemy room.

Until two months later!

The door of the alchemy room that had been closed for a long time finally slowly opened, and a cold-faced old Taoist walked out of it.

The cold-faced old Taoist Cheng Buzheng left the alchemy room and came to the hall to hand over.

After completing the handover, the cold-faced old Taoist walked straight out.

···

Treasure Tower.

In some secret room.

An old man with square face sat upright on a chair, frowned, playing with two inspiring metal balls, constantly rotating.

This appearance was seen by a servant and anxious in his heart.

In the past month, this third-level manager has often shown this way, and from time to time, he even asks him some strange questions.

like:

"There will be an alchemist today to hand over the mission..."

"What day is today?"

····

Wait for some very strange questions.
To be continued...