Chonghong City is located in the lower reaches of the Canglan River. It is located at a strategic location and is one of the most prosperous cities in the Southern Chu Kingdom. According to the official statistics of the Southern Chu Kingdom, there are at least one million people living in this large city.
With so many people, Chonghong City is naturally extremely prosperous. Almost every street in the city is packed with pedestrians. The sounds of buying and selling are always heard. However, there are exceptions. On a wide street in front of the Chonghong City Lord's Palace, there are not many pedestrians.
It¡¯s not that pedestrians don¡¯t want to walk on this street, or that they don¡¯t want to do business on this street. Almost all pedestrians would show envy and respect when looking at the pedestrians who occasionally walked out of that wide street.
Changsheng Street is the name of this broad street. This is a street in Chonghong City that belongs entirely to monks. Without the cultivation of the seventh level of Qi Refining, it is impossible to enter this street. And of all the people who wanted to sneak into this street, no one could come out alive.
This Changsheng Street is like other streets, with shops, restaurants and pharmacies. It's just that what is sold here are all things used by monks, and the ones used for settlement are not ordinary gold and silver, but fairy stones.
As it gets closer to noon, Changsheng Building, located in the middle of Changsheng Street, begins to become lively. Several neatly dressed waiters, just like the waiters outside, kept shouting loudly.
But the difference between them and the waiters outside is that they are all monks at the seventh level of Qi refining and above. One of them is a bit older and even has the ninth level of Qi refining. With the cultivation level of these monks, they only need to walk out of Changsheng Street. In the ordinary world, it is possible to find a good job and even join the Nanchu military. It is more capable of becoming a worship-level existence. But they were unwilling to leave the Immortal Building, not only because they could get ten yuan of low-grade immortal stones as a monthly salary by working as waiters here, but they could also listen to the sermons given three times a month by monks above Foundation Establishment.
"Waiter, a cup of 100-year-old orange juice, two golden dragons and carp that are over 50 years old, and" A middle-aged foundation-building monk with a big beard said when he said there was still more. After hesitating for a moment, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Another bowl of dragon marrow soup!"
The waiter he ordered was a young man in his twenties. He quickly wiped the table with a rag, and then said with a smile: "Sir, please wait a moment. What you want will be brought to you."
It only takes a quarter of an hour. The waiter came up with a tray. The middle-aged monk saw the fragrant food. Not without emotion: "The things in your Changsheng Building are really good, but it's a pity that you only need too many fairy stones."
While he was talking, the monk picked up a bowl of red soup with a red dragon swimming in it and drank it in one gulp. As the soup sank into the middle-aged monk's belly, a blush appeared on the middle-aged monk's face. Along with this blush, the middle-aged monk looked even more energetic.
This middle-aged monk drank it. It is the unique Jiao Marrow Soup of Changsheng Tower. This soup is mainly made from the bone marrow of Foundation Establishment level Jiao Dragons. One bowl of it can be worth a month of hard training for a foundation-building monk.
"With this one mouthful, there will be no more than a hundred low-grade immortal stones, grandma's!" The middle-aged monk smacked his lips and said reluctantly.
The waiter, who was about to leave, hesitated for a moment, and finally said softly: "Senior, the price of the Jiao Marrow Soup in our Changsheng Building has increased. Now it is 120 yuan for a bowl of low-grade immortal stone! "
The figure of one hundred and twenty low-grade immortal stones made the middle-aged monk who was already feeling pain from drinking a bowl of dragon marrow soup couldn't help but tremble, and then said angrily: "What's going on in your Changsheng Building? I have been drinking your dragon marrow soup for thirty years, and it costs only 100 yuan of low-grade immortal stone. Why has the price increased now? Is it possible that your store is cheating customers now? "
As soon as he shouted, the guests who were eating and drinking immediately turned their eyes towards the middle-aged monk, and some people also said: "Yes, this Jiao Marrow Soup has always been priced at 100 yuan from the time it was launched until now. Xianshi, we are all old customers of Changsheng Building, how can you, Changsheng Building, raise the price just because it says it will?¡±
People who buy things always dislike the fact that things are too expensive, and the whole Changsheng Building suddenly became a row. The shopkeeper who was sitting behind the counter making calculations came out with a smile and said: "Everyone, fellow Taoists, don't get excited. The price of some things in our Changsheng Building has increased, but we have no choice but to increase the price!"
Although this shopkeeper looks thin, his cultivation is at the pinnacle of foundation building. In addition, the backstage of Changsheng Building is tough, so when he spoke, the noise around him dropped a lot. Some people even knew the shopkeeper and said loudly: "Shopkeeper Li, please tell all fellow Taoists, what exactly is this?" What's the situation?"
"From the beginning of business, the store has been operating with integrity and integrity.In line with the principle that no one should be deceived, this increase in the price of Jiao Marrow Soup is really a last resort. Shopkeeper Li cupped his fists and said, "It's not that we are willing to increase the price. It's actually that the supply of Jiaolong, which makes Jiaolong marrow soup, is a little short of supply. Moreover, the supply price of Jiaolong over there has also increased." "
"Shopkeeper Li, who are you lying to? It's rare for me to believe in dragons above the Golden Core stage, but there are many monster dragons in the Foundation Establishment stage in the Canglan River. You talk like this, but you don't know how to lie to me." !" A fat, bald man said loudly to Shopkeeper Li.
Shopkeeper Li knew the man and said with a smile: "Brother Zhu is well-informed. There are many foundation-building dragons in the Canglan River. But hasn't Brother Zhu heard that there is an expert working there near Tongming Peak? No matter how many dragons there are, it won¡¯t be possible if he can¡¯t get through!¡±
The fat man's face changed, and then he murmured: "Old Li, you are right, hey, this is really a fight between gods, and mortals will suffer. As soon as the real man takes action, the price of our dragon marrow soup will increase." "
There were many noisy people around who sat in their seats to eat and drink after hearing about Tongming Peak. However, there were also some who didn't understand and asked in confusion: "Lao Zhu, what happened? You should make it clear!"
The man surnamed Zhu pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "Everyone, I really can't blame Changsheng Tower. The senior is in charge of Tongming Peak. No matter who he is, he is not allowed to pass through Tongming Peak. Shopkeeper Li and the others will not raise the price even if they don't increase the price." No!"
"Tongming Peak is the eastern portal of the Banjiang Sword Sect. Who is so powerful that they cut off this place and the Banjiang Sword Sect will not care about it?" Someone else asked loudly with doubts on their faces.
No one answered his question. Just when the man asked again, an old man sitting next to him said: "Young man, don't speak loudly. You can't mess with this guy. Have you ever heard of the Overlord?"
"Ba Mo? You're talking about Fang Ling!" The young monk's expression changed.
"That's him. One of the members of the Banjiang Sword Sect was killed and three were captured. I heard a comrade say that this guy had already attacked the sect of the Banjiang Sword Sect. He was driven out by the ancestor of the Banjiang Sword Sect. This guy was in Tongming Peak is here to stop Jiang Jian Sect from handing over the killer of Wanhua Sword Sect, otherwise no one will be able to pass through Tongming Peak!"
There was a hint of admiration on the young monk's face and he said: "What a great spirit. A good man should be like this. If one day I can block the door of a sect, that would be great!"
"Come on, you just want to block someone else's door. Let me tell you, if you block the door at Tongming Peak, your head will not be on your neck in less than an hour!" The old man patted the young man. The monk said with a smile on his shoulder.
The young monk shrank his neck and said coquettishly: "Uncle, don't scare me. I'm just talking. Let me block the gate of the sect. Hey, that has to wait until I have the strength to dominate the demon. !¡±
The old man smiled and was about to turn around and eat his own rice. The young monk hesitated for a moment, and then said softly: "Uncle, it's better to meet by chance than to meet by chance. Why don't we eat something together."
"Okay, you're welcome then!" The old man glanced at the young monk's table and found that the young monk's meal was richer than his own. He immediately took his two dishes and walked to the young monk's table. At the table.
The young monk hesitated for a moment, and finally said to the waiter: "Bring a pot of good tiger bone wine. The tiger bones must be above the foundation-building stage."
The old man was happy, and then he declined. However, his refusal was really weak. In just a short while, a bottle of tiger bone wine was brought up. The old man drank a few sips of the tiger bone wine, and a hint of blush appeared on his dry face. The title of the young monk also became brother.
"Brother Zhao, you have rich experience in traveling around the world. In your opinion, who did it that the Thousand Flower Sword Sect was wiped out?" The young monk asked softly as he helped the old man fill the cup with wine.
Although the old man surnamed Zhao knew that he would make mistakes if he spoke too much, but now that he had eaten and drank from others, he felt that he could no longer keep silent. So he lowered his voice and said: "Originally, I think this matter It was Demon Leader Fang Ling who did it, but in this case, it is more likely that the Banjiang Sword Sect did it. However, in this case, who did it is actually not important anymore. "
"Why is it not important? It's a sect!" There was a trace of confusion on the young monk's face.
"That thing about the Ten Thousand Flowers Sword Sect is just an introduction. The most important thing now is that Fang Ling has blocked the entrance of the Banjiang Sword Sect. If the Banjiang Sword Sect cannot regain this place, it will be humiliated." When the old man said this, he smiled and said: "At first they asked Fang Ling to kill demons.I think it was because of the fairy stone mine. Now, they have kicked the iron plate. "
"Who would have thought that a person who had just achieved the Golden Elixir would be so powerful? This person almost reminded me of Zhuge Cangsheng."
"Zhuge Cansheng, he can he really be compared with Zhuge Cansheng?" The young monk was shocked, with a hint of disbelief in his words. (To be continued)
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