Xiuxian: The Beginning Starts with the Drug Boy

A few days later...

Within the waters ruled by the Zhenhai League, in a medium-sized fairy city in the Lumen Sea, in a teahouse...

At this time, a middle-aged monk in the teahouse hall smiled and said softly to the old Taoist sitting opposite:

"Old Taoist, you just said that you have a secret to share with us. What secret is it?"

While talking.

The middle-aged monk had a casual look on his face, and it was obvious that he didn't quite believe what the veteran said.

Seeing this, the old Taoist winked quickly and whispered:

"Keep your voice down!"

As he said that, the old Taoist god in the Qi training period looked around mysteriously, and saw that many monks in the hall were paying no attention to them...

He felt slightly relieved and then said angrily:

"If it weren't for the fact that we have known each other for many years, and the old Taoist has no hope of becoming a fairy, the secret old Taoist will never reveal it to the second one in a short period of time."

"That is to say, you are one of the few close friends of the old Taoist, otherwise you wouldn't be able to pry a word out of the old Taoist mouth."

Seeing Lao Dao's sworn look, the remaining two people had an idea in their minds at the same time.

"Does this veteran really know a great secret?"

However, when they thought of the old Taoist's usual unattractive appearance, they gave up the idea in an instant.

What's more...

The old monk is just an old monk with no hope of immortality. How can he know such extremely secret secrets?

How is this possible?

It’s not realistic either!

Although they thought so, they still acted like they were all ears on the surface, preparing to tease the old man in the future.

Anyway, this isn't the first time they've done this.

same.

Just when the old Taoist looked around mysteriously...

Some of the flexible monks in the teahouse, although on the surface they did not pay attention to what the old Taoist was doing, in fact they had quietly pricked their ears and were ready to listen to the secret information that the old Taoist had.

After all, even if there is no gain, it is still within common sense.

You can also share this interesting story with your friends in the future.

It's just a matter of convenience!

Flexible monks like this are almost everywhere in the world of immortality.

Therefore, although most of the monks in the teahouse hall still maintain their original appearance on the surface, are they not enjoying tea?

Just exchanging interesting things with friends on the surface...

But in fact, their minds have long been on the side of the old man.

Now I'm just waiting for the old man to speak!

At this time, like an old Taoist who knew nothing, he glanced around with his peripheral vision and saw that the monks in the hall did not pay attention to him. Then he whispered to his two friends:

"Are you aware of the hot news that spread some time ago?"

Hear the words.

One of the middle-aged monks in green clothes immediately said:

"Old Taoist, the news you are talking about shouldn't be about the secret realm!"

"If there is really news about the secret realm, it has nothing to do with us."

At this time, another old friend echoed:

"Brother Wang, you are right!"

"No matter how many treasures there are in the secret realm, it has nothing to do with us."

"After all, that secret realm has been occupied by the three major alliances of the human race. We and other casual cultivators will not even take a sip of the leftover soup."

"Yes!"

"This is why we, the casual cultivators, are so sad!"

"And I've also heard that for the treasures in this secret realm, the senior gods in the three major alliances who have not been involved in worldly affairs for many years have all mobilized."

"Now, no matter how unwilling we are, we can only endure it."

Speaking of which.

The monk couldn't help but sigh softly:

"When will we, the casual cultivators, be able to stand up!"

"fart!"

"Still standing up!

Even if a senior god-former emerges from among our casual cultivators, won’t he become a lone traveler in the end?

He just joined the Zhenhai League and became the superior ancestor of the Zhenhai League!

How could we fight against other god-transformation monks for the benefit of mud-legged people like us!

This is a no-brainer! "

"What's more, how can a mere god-forming senior who is a casual cultivator resist the joint efforts of many god-forming seniors from the three major alliances!"

"So, let's not have such unrealistic delusions!"

"Strive to improve your own cultivation, that is the right solution!"

"Hey!! You piece of shit, every time I'm having fun, you guys don't hesitate to give me a slap on the head!

Can't you just let me enjoy it beautifully? "

"snort!"

"This is for your own good, lest you get immersed in it and do mindless things, and end up wasting your lives."

"After all, in the world of immortality, don't many monks die because of the power of words?"

"I'm doing this for your own good, but you still don't appreciate it..."

I really misjudged the wrong person! "

"Okay! Okay!! Isn't it okay for me to accept this love?"

other side.

The old Taoist saw two old friends chatting more and more crookedly, and in the end, he didn't know where he went.

He immediately interrupted and said:

"Why are you chatting and chatting, and then you start to pinch each other!"

"You're so old, can't you be calmer?"

"Haha... you are wrong, old man!

This is a way for me to connect with fellow Daoist Wang! "

As he said that, the old man couldn't help but glance at the middle-aged monk beside him, and said with a faint smile:

"Is that so, Fellow Daoist Wang?"

The middle-aged monk who was afraid of being nagged nodded repeatedly when he saw this:

"That's right!

That's it!

Old Taoist, don't worry about these details."

The middle-aged monk changed the subject directly and said:

"By the way, Old Taoist, you just mentioned the secret realm, what's the matter?"

"Could it be that we still have a chance to enter the secret realm and look for opportunities?"

As soon as this was said.

The old man beside him shook his head and said:

"Impossible!"

"According to the information I got, the monks in the three major alliances have begun to search for the secret realm!"

"Maybe they are on their way back with a full load."

Seeing this, the old Taoist sitting opposite said unhappily:

"You are the only one who is well-informed!"

"Could it be that the old Taoist doesn't know this news?"

"Also, can you let the old Taoist finish what he said? You are really making me angry."

After all!

Being interrupted one after another, even the Buddha was angry.

But the two monks were good friends of the old Taoist for many years, so he just vented his anger verbally.

At the same time.

The two friends of the old Taoist looked at each other, and a smile appeared in their eyes.

Immediately, the two said in unison:

"Haha, old Taoist, don't be angry, anger is harmful to your health!"

"That's right!

We just talked about the matter!"

Looking at the two friends advancing and retreating together, at this moment he found that these two old friends were here to defeat him.

But the old Taoist seemed to have forgotten that the news he had shared in the past had caused great damage to the two old friends.

Perhaps at that time, they also had similar thoughts.

As soon as this thought emerged, it immediately dissipated.

"Forget it!"

"The existence of these two friends has made the old man's immortal journey in the second half of his life more flavorful."

At the same time, at this moment, the anger in the old Taoist's heart subsided unconsciously.

And then.

Without the interference of the two friends, the old Taoist finally shared the secrets he had learned.

"Do you know?

That secret realm was opened up by ancient powerful people, and a large number of spiritual medicines were planted in it."

"It is said that the predecessors of the three alliances harvested a lot of soul-type spiritual medicines!"

Hearing this, the two friends of the old Taoist immediately showed boredom in their eyes.

After all, who doesn't know the current soul-type spiritual medicine market!

The price will inevitably fall every once in a while!

It seems like a bottomless pit, and there is no bottom line for the limit.

Every time they thought that this price should be the bottom line, but the reality gave them a hard slap in the face, and they dared not believe it at all.

Even many monks thought that the price of soul-type spiritual medicines would fall to cabbage prices in the end.

Soon.

The middle-aged monk sitting opposite the old Taoist said:

"That's not right!

The last time you told us that soul-type spiritual medicines were planted by various forces and encountered insect pests, which led to a large-scale reduction in the number of spiritual medicines, and the price of soul-type spiritual medicines would definitely rise."

"And you drag us to stock up together."

As soon as this was said.

The old man sitting next to the middle-aged monk was immediately furious.

"Yes!"

"What happened in the end...

When we were stockpiling, the price of spiritual medicines went up, but we spent all our spiritual stones and stockpiled a lot!

But the price of spiritual medicines fell sharply!"

"If you hadn't lost everything at that time, we would have thought you were cheating us of our spiritual stones."

"Isn't it?"

"Can you imagine how we lived during that period?"

"We drew talismans almost every day and night, and it took three years to recover.

Even Wang Daoyou looked much more haggard in those years, and he didn't even go to the Zuichunlou, which he had to go to once a month, again in those years."

"Once, I saw him staying outside the Zuichunlou for a long time without leaving, you know..."

Hearing this.

The middle-aged monk quickly said:

"Brother Daoist, let's not talk about these things, okay!"

Seeing the other party begging for mercy, the old man's eyes flashed with a hint of pride, which flashed away.

Then, the old man said in a fake manner:

"Okay!"

"Since Brother Daoist Wang is unwilling to talk about that difficult past, then I won't mention it!"

Said this.

The old man's eyes fell on the old Taoist opposite him, and continued to say:

"In short, because we believed your lies, we were all deceived by you."

Hearing this.

The old Taoist wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a smile:

"Ah!"

"Didn't I get cheated?"

"Besides, I saved money afterwards and set up a table to apologize to you?"

"Do you know?

That banquet was made with the spiritual stones that I collected. Since then...

I couldn't even afford a [Bigu Pill], and finally ended up living in a cave outside the Immortal City for three years."

"During that period, I suffered as much as you did."

As soon as these words came out.

The old man and the middle-aged monk sitting opposite softened their hearts and stopped mentioning the tragic events in the past.

Seeing this, the old Taoist seemed to know the mood of his two old friends at the moment. With the intention of making up for it, he continued:

"This kind of spiritual medicine for the soul is different from other spiritual medicines. It is..."

Just when many monks in the teahouse hall pricked up their ears to listen...

Suddenly, the old man's words stopped, his eyes moved slightly, and he glanced around. Then the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but no sound came out.

Obviously.

This is the old Taoist who used the art of sound transmission in secret.

On the other side, the old man sitting opposite Lao Dao could not help but frown slightly and said seriously:

"Then there shouldn't be another mistake this time, right? Is that really the magic medicine?"

"Not bad!" The old Taoist said firmly:

"And it won't be wrong either!"

"The source of the news this time is..."

Shao Qing, the middle-aged monk opposite the old Taoist, had a hint of shock in his eyes, and then he exclaimed:

"real?"

"Of course it's true!"

"So I can guarantee that this news will never be wrong."

Then the old man next to the middle-aged monk had a trace of thought in his eyes, and he said solemnly:

"Old Taoist, do you want to take this opportunity to stock up a batch..."

Although he didn't say everything, the veteran nodded with a smile:

"The one who knows me is Brother Long!"

"good!"

"Taking this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, we just need to collect a batch of [Juenian Fan]"

"At that time, not only will we be able to make up for our previous losses, but we will also be able to make a lot of money!"

"How about it!"

"Are you going to do it?"

"If you don't do it, the old man will get rich by then, so don't be jealous!"

“And don’t let the news leak out!

otherwise!

Once the price of [Juenian Powder] rises, the veteran will miss out on a windfall! "

Hear the words.

The old man Long and the monk Wang were worthy of being old friends who had been harmed for many years, so they were immediately moved.

Then the two of them nodded in agreement and said solemnly;

"Dry!"

"The opportunity comes from heaven, we must not let it go!"

Obviously.

The two of them once again forgot the difficult years they had experienced in those years.

He is indeed a ‘like-minded’ friend.

otherwise.

Nor do you pee in a pot.

Moreover, after practicing for many years, he is still struggling tenaciously in the Qi training period.

Judging from this characteristic, the reason why his cultivation has stopped progressing is most likely due to his excessive gambling nature.

Just as these three people were toasting and drinking together...

In the teahouse hall, some of the monks couldn't help but have a hint of thinking in their eyes.

【Juenian Fan】?

Some kind of special soul-like elixir?

soon.

Then some monk seemed to have something in mind?

Then a hint of joy flashed in their eyes.

If the news is true, it can indeed make a fortune.

But if there are any errors or omissions in the information, then you will definitely suffer a big loss if you buy Juenian Fan.

And if you want to sell it again at that time, it will not be easy to sell it, and it is inevitable that the price will be severely reduced.

Precisely because [Juenian Powder] is a spiritual object, it has a single effect and its uses are extremely partial.

Therefore, [Juenian Fen] is also known as tasteless.

Not only that...

Judging from the conversation between the three of them, the old man seemed extremely unreliable, and the source of the information was not revealed in public.

For a while...

The eavesdropping monks in the teahouse hall were also hesitant and wandering secretly.

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