With this Tian Buxiao's passionate opening remarks, it immediately attracted the ideas of many monks, and even mortals were curious to prick up their ears and come over.

"And tell me what's going on?" someone shouted, echoing the crowd.

Bai Qingyi happened to hear such a movement, and immediately walked in and sat down in the corner of the lobby.

At this time, the clever guy carried a tray and smiled in front of each guest: "The guest officer is lucky and the stars are shining, give Mr. Tian a tea money." ”

People have come to ask for money, so naturally there is no reason not to give it, basically it is just a reward of a few spirit stones.

Naturally, no one was stingy with a few spirit stones, Bai Qingyi also gave a few casually, and a few people sat next to her, but she turned a blind eye, and those few people saw that she was as cold as ice, and they couldn't find a conversation for a while.

At this time, Tian Buxiao had already begun to speak, and everyone couldn't help but listen attentively.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know if you have heard of the Yangming Hall before, as far as I know, this Yangming Hall has always been low-key, and among the major sects, there is almost no sense of existence. However, you may not know that the Yangming Palace has established a sect for more than 4,000 years!"

As soon as he slapped the wood, everyone was in an uproar.

"What? It's been so long, and those major sects haven't been inherited for so long, right......?"

Tian Bu smiled a little mysteriously: "Everyone doesn't know this, although the strength of the Yangming Palace is not good, but it is not simple! Why can it exist for so many years and never be destroyed?"

Everyone nodded.

"yes, why?"

"This Yangming Palace must have extraordinary human means, otherwise why can it be passed down for so long!"

Someone asked Tian Bu in a loud voice and said, "According to what you say, the connection must be related to the lost treasure?"

Tian Buxiao fanned the fan, and then a beautiful fan was put on his lips, and he said mysteriously: "Don't worry, guest officer, listen to me slowly." ”

So Tian Buxiao pulled up the life experience of the ancestor of Yangmingdian in love, hatred, and hatred, after several twists and turns, a few wisps of love, fate and reunion, and finally it was a tragedy, which made the listener sad and the hearer cry.

He talked for a long time, because his tongue was full of lotus, full of emotion, and his subdued and frustrated narration almost surrounded everyone, and he didn't realize that the topic had become more and more biased, and it had nothing to do with that heavy treasure.

"Rank, is that Ling'er dead or not? Did Gao Yangming beat that mysterious person in the end? I know what will happen next, and listen to the next decomposition!"

Tian Buxiao patted Xiangmu, and then smiled: "If you are really curious, you are not talented, you have already published "Yangming Enmity and Enmity Record", if you are interested, you can buy it now, as long as there are ten spirit stones in one, first come, first served!"

A few of them were anxiously scratched their ears and cheeks by the back story, and they were really fooled into buying a copy of the past.

There are also people who come back to their senses.

"Tian doesn't laugh! Okay, why don't you talk about the lost treasure of Yangming Palace?"

"yes, what kind of nonsense are you talking about?"

Tian Bu smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone! At the same time tomorrow, I will continue to speak, and I will talk about it then!"

"Fuck, you're kidding us!"

There are those who have a bad temper and have already drawn their broadswords.

Tian Buxiao shrank his neck: "Hey, don't mess around, this is Fengyue City, you are not allowed to fight in private!

Those who were already eager to try and were eager to cut Tian Buxiao a few times for questioning, had to accept their weapons angrily.

The person who asked smashed the table in a fit of rage: "Tian Buxiao, you wait for me!"

"Hey, don't go, you'll lose money if you smash the table!" The man smiled bitterly and chased after him, but was glared at by the monk, and did not dare to speak again.

Ran Tian didn't laugh at this move, and where did he calm everyone's anger, and they all shouted and cursed at him.

Tian Buxiao screamed bitterly in his heart, and he was aggrieved in his heart, I just wanted to take the opportunity to make a little money, I was easy!

Unable to compel everyone's gaze, Tian Buxiao faintly realized that he seemed to be playing with fire, and it was not wise to offend so many monks at once.

Tian Buxiao sighed, and then pretended to be deep and said: "Actually, let me tell you, the things lost in the Yangming Hall are very likely to be the treasures of their Zhenzong, ancient holy relics, and dragon spirit seals. ”

"What, Dragon Spirit Seal?"

"What is that? I haven't heard of it!"

Although I haven't heard of it, when I hear the words of this ancient holy relic, it is a good thing, and it is also a spirit.

"Tian Buxiao, tell me, what is that dragon spirit seal?"

"Yes, tell us about it!"

When Bai Qingyi heard this, his curious body leaned forward slightly.

Goo-dong.

Tian Buxiao couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, if he really said this effect, wouldn't he be skinned and bone-drawn by the Yangming Palace! No, this must not be said! Oh, this is really playing with fire! He just wants to sell a few more books, is it easy for him!

Making up his mind, Tian Buxiao smiled reluctantly: "Okay, then I'll tell everyone ......"

Suddenly, Tian Bu's mouth was crooked, he rolled his eyes, his face was distorted, his whole body twitched, and he couldn't stop shaking.

"What's wrong with him?"

The clever guy was quick-eyed, and immediately ran to Tian Buxiao's side.

At this moment, Tian Buxiao fell to the ground and fainted!

The guy immediately pounced on him: "Mr. Tian, are you okay?"

Everyone couldn't help but be speechless for a while, is it okay if they all fall to the ground?

"Ladies and gentlemen, please go back! Mr. Tian is gone!"

At this time, the innkeeper also ran over and said, and ordered a few men to carry him back to the backyard.

"Wait a minute, I won't know some medical skills in the next place, so let's take a look at it. A monk stepped forward.

"No...... No need! Mr. Tian's wife will be able to heal, so I won't trouble you!" The shopkeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't say anything for a while, and they remembered the matter of the dragon spirit seal in their hearts, but they obviously couldn't say it anymore at this time, so they could only wait for Tian Buxiao to wake up.

At this moment, a handsome man in the private room, who didn't know what to say to Tian Buxiao, fainted Tian Buxiao, suddenly opened his eyes, coughed a few times, and "woke up".

"Ahem, I'm sorry. Tian Buxiao smiled "weakly", and then walked back to his platform.

"Where did you just go? By the way, the Dragon Spirit Seal, right?"

Tian Buxiao picked up the teacup and drank it elegantly, and the careful person found that his hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

"Ahem, this dragon spirit seal. In fact, it is the mark of the condensation of a drop of essence blood of the ancient divine beast Qinglong. ”

"What? I heard you right, true dragon?"

"I've never heard of the existence of a legendary dragon in the Cangya Realm? Tian Buxiao, don't brag!"