"The Monkey King was hit on the head three times by the Bodhi Patriarch, but he was not angry, he was only happy in his heart..." Zhao Li recounted the Journey to the West in detail, while watching the reactions of the monks around him, his heart was stable, this story of Journey to the West seeking immortality and seeking Taoism can really attract these monks. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Ah, it's not too late, I want to know what the afterlife will be, and listen to the next breakdown. Zhao Li saw that everyone was listening attentively, and even the two passers-by on the side were attracted, and decisively chose a suspense place to interrupt the story.

"Eh, this little fellow Daoist, you have to tell the reason why the Monkey King was happy when he was hit by the Bodhi Patriarch before stopping. A monk who was on the verge said to Zhao Li.

"Zhao Li, you should continue to talk, at least let me finish listening to the rest of the story!" Even Nie Linghui, the proprietress of the tea stall who originally looked at Zhao Li's unkind eyes, was also attracted.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow, it's too late today. Zhao Li pointed to the sky that had turned black, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Because I have to find something to eat first, otherwise I will be hungry and faint after the Bigu Dan has passed." ”

"I have Bigu Dan here, don't stop, go on. A middle-aged monk directly took out a porcelain vase, poured out a grain of Bigu Dan and put it in front of Zhao Li.

"Ah, then I'll be disrespectful, thank you for this fellow Daoist!" Zhao Li excused himself slightly, and swallowed Bigu Dan in one gulp, but he didn't continue immediately, but looked around.

"Little Daoyou, why don't you continue to talk about it. "A monk is urging.

"I've been talking for a while, I'm a little thirsty, I have to drink water, what's around here? I'll go and I'll be back immediately. Zhao Li licked his lips, which were indeed a little dry.

"Hmph, drink it!" A bowl full of empty tung tea was placed in front of Zhao Li, and Nie Linghui could see that this kid was hanging everyone's appetite and wanted to eat and drink.

"Okay. After two sips of the empty tung tea, Zhao Li began to tell everyone again: "After the Bodhi Patriarch hit the Monkey King three times on the head, he turned his back and walked in... That means that the Monkey King is attentive at the third watch and goes in through the back door to learn the secret arts..."

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The time to tell the story passed very quickly, Zhao Li saw that the moon was about to rise into the sky, and forcibly ended the story - it must be ended, and the cultivation must not be delayed, the cultivation time of the pit father technique of "Shangyuan Gathering Stars Specified" is very short every day, and if the weather is bad, he can't practice.

Seeing that Zhao Li really refused to talk about it anymore, the monks could only feign and disperse, even so, Zhao Li got a reward of Bigu Pill and an trauma pill.

"That's a good point. Nie Linghui, the proprietress of the tea stall, also began to pack up the stall and leave, and when she saw Zhao Li, who was a little happy on the side, she praised him.

"I'm not bragging, I can drive your business. Zhao Li smiled, but he looked at Nie Linghui and said, "But your business still needs to be improved, you make too little money, and it is not conducive to becoming bigger and stronger." ”

"I am a monk, and I want to live forever, not to make the tea stall bigger and stronger. "Nie Linghui's little tea stall really doesn't have many things, and it will be all cleaned up in a while.

"I've heard people say that on this Yuntai Mountain, the only things that are useful are cultivation and spirit stones, isn't it?" Zhao Li objected: "I think, not only Yuntai Mountain, I'm afraid that in the entire Qin Land and the whole world, only cultivation and spirit stones are really useful, right?"

Nie Linghui was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "Yes, if my cultivation is high enough, I don't need to work hard for a little spirit stone, and if I have enough spirit stones, I don't have to worry about whether my cultivation will go up." ”

"So, we have to cooperate, earn spirit stones, and seek immortality!" Zhao Li clapped his hands and said, "Don't look at me as only refining qi, but I still have some ideas about cultivation, in my opinion, asking for success in the Dao, in addition to my own efforts, is nothing more than four words!"

"Wealth, law, couples, land!" Zhao Li's attitude of generous speech and pointing out the country is actually the knowledge he learned in Xianxia novels and fantasy novels in his previous life.

"Wealth, law, couples, land..." Nie Linghui froze, and there were words in his mouth, obviously suppressed by Zhao Li's fallacies.

"Yes, Cai, ah, wealth is a spirit stone, you have said it, if there are enough spirit stones, you don't have to worry about not being able to cultivate, Fa, I think the exercises of the six major schools must be much stronger than those who are scattered in the side doors, and the couple must have Taoist friends and masters, you said that if you have a good master, do you still use it to set up a small tea stall here? The land is even more important, I used to cultivate in Qingshan City, and the aura in that place cannot be compared with this Yuntai Mountain at all, the gap is big..." Zhao Li felt that the more he said, the more reasonable it became, and the theory was simply flawless.

"But I heard that the founding ancestor of the Mowen Sect, one of the six great sects of Qindi, entered the Dao at the age of fifty 50,000 years ago, and traveled around alone, and then it took less than ten years to achieve the Golden Pill, and he soared to the immortal realm in just one hundred years..." Nie Linghui gave a different example.

"Yes, but have you noticed, what kind of exercises is he practicing, can the exercises of the six major upper sects be bad? If you have this exercise, maybe you are also a golden pill now, no matter how bad you are, you are also a foundation builder, right?" Zhao Li's tongue bloomed with a lotus flower, completely ignoring the fact that there was the ancestor of the Mowen Sect first and then the Mowen Sect exercises.

Nie Linghui is a little girl who was fooled but nodded frequently, although her cultivation is higher than Zhao Li, but she also became a monk by chance, her qualifications are only medium, and her exercises are very average, the only lead is to start practicing since she was a child, and the time is longer than Zhao Li, she recalled that if she had her own spirit stone, she could eat the top grade Bigu Dan, Pei Ling Dan, and drink the Five Elements Tea every day, if her master was still there, if she practiced the secret methods of the six major sects...

"Then how do you think my tea stall should be improved?" Nie Linghui humbly asked Zhao Li, who was running the train with his mouth.

"I'll be honest, there's a lot more to change. Zhao Li waved his hand and said: "From the product, packaging, façade, additional consumption or something, all have to be changed, the simplest, we have to get a few more stools, because our business will definitely get better and better!"

"But let's talk about it tomorrow, I really want to practice, I pay attention to the hour of this exercise..." Zhao Li looked up at the sky, and had to interrupt the communication with Nie Linghui, but Zhao Li thought that this "Shangyuan Gathering Stars Specification" is not without merit, one thing is very good, there is no need to find a place to sleep at night - find a safe place with the bright moon shining and sit for one night, of course, it rains in the middle of the night and it is his bad luck.

"I'll see you here tomorrow. After Nie Linghui made an appointment with Zhao Li, he put the things from the tea stall into a storage bag and left-Zhao Li's eyes were red when he saw this storage bag, and he always wanted one.

Seeing Nie Linghui leave, Zhao Li also walked to the place he had thought, and the cultivation of Shangyuan Juxing pointed out that it must be an open place that can directly absorb star power.