Two hundred and thirty-nine, storytelling teahouse
Zhu Lingwu looked at the clerk and felt that there seemed to be a special smell in his eyes.
"Oh, so that's it! Thank you for your advice!"
Zhu Lingwu basically understood the meaning of this clerk. It seemed that this was also a way of making money in the Zhenwu Sect.
I just don’t know if the so-called pawn shop in the west of the city also belongs to the Zhenwu Sect’s industry. I think it’s pretty good, robbing money from the gentry who fled to the Great Jin Dynasty.
Especially for a young gentry boy like him, if he really loses money and then pawns some valuable things on his body, it might be something like elixirs, magic tools, etc.
Anyway, the young gentry boy was spoiled since childhood, so he didn't know the real hardships of life. In order to get money and get a status, he could naturally pawn anything.
Fortunately, this is not a problem for Zhu Lingwu. Zhu Lingwu naturally will not be short of money. Although secular silver and money are meaningless to monks, there were still some golden cakes in the storage bag of the medicine master at that time, and the silver and money were placed. Who told him to live in the secular world?
The clerk didn't care much about whether Zhu Lingwu really understood what he meant. Anyway, his duty was at this time. I would like to remind such an alien gentry boy that he would ignore his business.
Zhu Lingwu walked into Yiyang City. The city was naturally extremely large. Zhu Lingwu walked on the streets, and he didn't know where he should go downstairs.
In such a city, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely thin. If the popularity is too strong, the turbid air will naturally be produced, and the spiritual energy will naturally be excluded from the city.
"Maybe, go to the Great Jin Dynasty to find Chunyang Sect! I just don't know if I can join such a paranormal immortal sect! But can the monks of the Zhenwu Sect really tell my identity? If this is the case, it would not be considered a black account! With the identity of Zhu, joining a sect like Chunyang Sect is at least considered innocent! But where is Chunyang Sect?"
Zhu Lingwu thought in his heart with some worries, and then said to the little white fox in the spiritual beast bag on his waist through his thoughts.
"However, most of the stations of the outer immortal sect are hidden in some Lingshan blessed lands, unless we can find the outer gate of Chunyang Sect and then find out the real mountain gate of Chunyang Sect! Hah!"
The little white fox responded to Zhu Lingwu in the spirit beast bag, and the environment inside the spirit beast bag also made it feel sleepy involuntarily.
"Even if you find out the mountain gate of Chunyang Sect, you can't go there stupidly. I think we have to know first, where is the land of Chunyang Sect, and then we can only wait until Chunyang Sect accepts disciples!"
Zhu Lingwu thought about it and shook his head, just like the Qinghua Sect. If he had gone to the mountain gate of Chunyang Sect for no reason, he would have been arrested and interrogated before he could become a disciple.
"Old ghost, I'm so sleepy! I'll sleep for a while!"
The little white fox finally couldn't stop his sleepiness and said in a daze in the spirit beast bag.
Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but smiled slightly, and he didn't continue to say anything to the little white fox. He glanced forward, but saw a teahouse facing the street in front of him, and a flag was picked out in front of the building.
"Iron Mouth talks about the past and present, and one word determines the country!"
This is written on the flag, and the word "tea" is written in the center of the flag.
"Oh, the teahouse! By the way, it seems that this is a place where you can buy and sell news, and you may know the information of Chunyang Sect!"
When Zhu Lingwu saw this banner, he suddenly remembered the memory of Li Tiezui's storytelling in Tongshan County.
Although that happened a few years ago, Zhu Lingwu saw this flag, but he thought of the memory of the storyteller Meng Yaoshi.
These storytellers also seem to belong to special sects, and can buy a lot of information from them that outsiders cannot know.
So Zhu Lingwu walked towards the teahouse. At this time, the teahouse was full of guests. On the center storytelling stand, a storyteller wearing an Yin-Yang Taoist robe was waving the Yin-Yang fan over there, saying something.
When Zhu Lingwu entered the teahouse, another shopkeeper came up to greet him.
"The guest is here! Is the guest alone? Should the guest go to the second floor, or the left seat on the first floor! But on the first floor, the good location is already full!"
This shop guy is only seventeen or eighteen years old and looks a little clever.
"Well, alone, go to the second floor Yamahara!"
Zhu Lingwu thought about it and was unwilling to sit down in a chaotic place like the first floor. Whether it was the original nature of the lich or the cultivation of self-cultivation and sexuality brought by the current Qi refining, he prefers quiet places.
"Okay, please follow me!"
The shop's staff quickly led Zhu Lingwu to a small room on the second floor. After asking Zhu Lingwu to sit down, they asked Zhu Lingwu what tea soup and what pastries to eat.
"Come on it! By the way, I heard that you can buy news here. Is this true?"
Zhu Lingwu didn't say much nonsense, and directly explained his purpose.
The shop clerk couldn't help but look at Zhu Lingwu again, then smiled and said, "Of course it's true! However, the villain cannot do anything about this. Let's do it. The villain first arranges tea and snacks for the guest official, and then asks the person who sells the news to talk to the guest official in detail!"
"Okay, then that's it!"
Zhu Lingwu said as he waved his hand to the shop's shop, turned his head through the Tingshu Pavilion in the elegant room, and looked down.
At this time, Zhu Lingwu heard the book that the storyteller was talking about now, which seemed to be a demonic disaster that broke out before the establishment of the Great Jin Dynasty.
Generally speaking, the devil disaster broke out back then, and the demon sect invaded the world, causing chaos in the world.
However, the leader of the immortal sect in Xuanyuanzhou was a foreign immortal sect known as the Wanfa Guiyuan Sect. Speaking of the status of the Wanfa Guiyuan Sect in the Immortal Sect back then, for example, the Wanfa Guiyuan Sect is a bit higher now.
But unexpectedly, there was a traitor from the Demon Sect ambushed in the Wanfa Guiyuan Sect, and the traitor from the Demon Sect is still in the high position in the Wanfa Guiyuan Sect.
As a result, after the demonic disaster broke out, the mountain gate of the entire sect of the Reich Yuan Sect fell apart at the first time.
After that, it seemed that it had entered the history of the demon catastrophe for hundreds of years, which can also be called the dark and chaotic world. At that time, the Han Dynasty in the secular world of Xuanyuzhou was also destroyed by the demon catastrophe.
Later, it is said that the most powerful demon king at that time was suddenly assassinated and exploded and died, triggering civil strife in the Demon Sect's internal struggle for power and profit.
Then the Wanjian Sect was born out of nowhere. With its powerful flying sword technique, more than ten thousand disciples formed the Wanjian Demon-Destroying Formation, and forced the strongholds of many sects of the Demon Sect in Xuanyuan.
After that, Wanjian Sect gathered many sects of the Immortal Dao and snatched Xuanjuzhou back from the rule of the Demon Sect, and the Demon Sect had to sneak into the darkness again.
In that secular world, the current Great Jin Dynasty has also become the new master of Xuanyuan with the support of Wanjian Sect.
Zhu Lingwu felt very interesting when he heard it, and the shop assistant also brought tea and snacks to Zhu Lingwu during the period. Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but eat and drink, so he listened carefully.
Chapter completed!