"At that time, the heavenly and earthly treasures of Yandi can be taken by myself as I Qin Xiu, and I will talk about this today, and I will not scatter the spirit stones, fellow Daoists, and come back in a few days. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Zhao Li also pricked up his ears to listen, and could only hear the voice of the Confucian in the Zhenjiu Pavilion.

"Alas, I didn't talk about the Fa today, I've been talking about the battle of Qin Yan a few times recently, it's really boring, I have this time to listen to the war, I might as well go and earn some more spiritual breaks. The friar whispered when she heard the Confucian scholar in the Wine Pavilion finish.

"Well, in Xia Zhao Li, I don't know what to call this person? I am really grateful to be able to be helped. Zhao Li said to the nun from the side.

"My name is Nie Linghui. Forget it if you're grateful or something, it's a matter of a Bigu Dan, if you're really grateful, just give me back. At this age, you are only refining qi at the first level, you have just come to Yuntai Mountain, right?" Nie Linghui looked at Zhao Li, and his words were not polite at all.

"Yes, yes, as the saying goes, the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, Daoist friend, I will definitely return your Bigu Dan..." Zhao Li said with some embarrassment, this female monk is very beautiful, and her voice is as good as that of Huang Li, but why is it so harsh.

"Forget it, listen to my advice, I've seen a lot of people like you, and I know that I won't know anything at a glance, it's better to go down the mountain honestly, or maybe I'm also a monk at the first level of qi refining, go back to the mortal world and enjoy the wealth, don't starve to death in Yuntai Mountain." Monk Nie Linghui waved her hand and turned to leave.

Zhao Li saw Nie Linghui go away, after such a hunger, the overlord meal was not eaten, Zhao Li had an idea about how to make money, ah no, how to earn spirit stones.

Turning his head to look at the Zhenjiu Pavilion, Zhao Li patted the dust on his body and walked towards the gate of the Zhenjiu Pavilion.

"Little Daoyou, do you have anything else?" At the door, the shopkeeper stopped Zhao Li directly.

"Well, I see you're missing a storyteller. Zhao Li looked at the place where the Confucian scholars were standing in the hall.

"Mr. Storyteller?" The shopkeeper glanced at the table with Zhao Li's gaze, instantly understood, his face couldn't help but sink, and said, "You dare to say that the monk of Henghu is Mr. Storyteller?"

Zhao Li hurriedly shook his hand and said, "Don't get me wrong, senior, I definitely didn't mean to say that the senior was a storyteller, but that you may lack a storyteller like me now." ”

Hearing Zhao Li's words, the monk laughed angrily and said, "Do you think that my Zhenjiu Pavilion is a small teahouse in the mortal world?

"Well, there's a story about a master and apprentice who hiked 108,000 miles to seek..." Zhao Li thought for a while, but before he could finish speaking, the shopkeeper had already begun to push him out.

"Don't come again, or you're welcome. "The shopkeeper of Zhenjiu Pavilion is obviously also a body refining monk, and pushing Zhao out is like playing.

"Dogs look down on people, do you know what story you missed?" Zhao Li sighed, turned around and took one last look at Zhenjiu Pavilion, and walked to other places.

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"Go, go, go, you're welcome!"

"You're from Confucianism, no, you're from Fazong, you're not at all, then you can preach about Tibet? Alas, then you'd better go!"

"Do you want a cup of Qinglian tea? What? Are you here to be a storyteller? What kind of book do you say on the first floor of Qi refining, hurry up, or I'll beat you!"

Zhao Li looked at the sky that was about to turn dark, his face was a little angry, and he said to himself: "What's wrong with the first layer of Qi refining, the first layer of Qi refining has no human right to tell a story." It took most of the day for Zhao Li to run through almost all the restaurants, teahouses, and inns with facades near the Immortal Refining Road, and no one could listen to him, a little monk at the first level of Qi refining, finish speaking, and when he heard that he was not here to consume, he directly ordered the expulsion of customers.

"It seems that such a classic story can only be born in a street stall..." Zhao Li finally set his eyes on a small tea stall in the outermost part of Yuntai Shanfang City.

"Hey, isn't this boss lady the one who has a Dan favor to me, by the way, Nie Linghui!" Zhao Li looked at the slender figure who was busy at the small tea stall.

Nie Linghui has been setting up this tea stall for several years, and she sells a kind of spiritual tea called "Kongtong Tea".

"I estimate that this tea must not have much spiritual power, and it is sold too cheaply, it is drunk by some monks who are poor at first glance, and you can change it to a large bowl by touching something casually, and the most important thing is to refill the cup indefinitely!

There are quite a lot of people who come to drink, Nie Linghui has a total of three tables and several benches on the side, and almost all of them are full, but Zhao Li guesses that the cheap is only half of the reason, and the other half is that Nie Linghui is a beauty.

"Ahem, this senior. Zhao Li walked to Nie Linghui's side and shouted.

"Do you want a bowl of empty tung tea?" Nie Linghui was about to fill the tea as soon as she heard the voice, but as soon as she looked up and saw that it was Zhao Li, she stopped.

"Why haven't you come down the mountain yet? First of all, I won't give you a second Bigu Dan, or are you thirsty and want to come and ask for a cup of tea?" Nie Linghui frowned when she looked at Zhao Li, she subconsciously thought that Zhao Li was here to eat and drink.

"I'm not going down the mountain, I'm here to cultivate. Zhao Li replied very seriously, seeing that Nie Linghui had the urge to drive people away, he hurriedly said in one breath: "I'm here to help you make the tea industry bigger and stronger, and by the way, I can continue my cultivation career." ”

Nie Linghui still frowned and looked at Zhao Li, finally sighed, poured a bowl of tea and handed it over, and said, "Let's go after drinking, I won't give you the second Bigu Dan." ”

Zhao Li was not polite, took the sea bowl, and drank a bowl full of empty tung tea - he was really thirsty, Bigu Dan just wouldn't be hungry, he would still be thirsty, he felt that this empty tung tea actually tasted good, a bit like Wang Laoji who went to sugar, although his spiritual power was very weak, he couldn't even feel it.

"I ate your Bigu Dan, and now I have drunk your bowl of tea, I must repay you! I must pay you back, just today!" Zhao Li wiped his mouth.

Nie Linghui smiled disdainfully: "Don't say that you want to help me work and pay me back, I don't need a helper, if you want to be a scoundrel, I can throw you down from Yuntai Mountain with one hand!"

Zhao Li waved his hand and said, "I'm not this kind of person, I'll give you back as a storyteller." ”

"Mr. Storyteller?" Nie Linghui paused.

This is the most in-depth and successful communication between Zhao Li and the "boss" level, and without taking advantage of Nie Linghui's understanding, Zhao Li walked to the tea stall first, bowed his hand to the monks who were sitting and resting, and said loudly: "Under Zhao Li, I will tell you a story today." ”

Clearing his throat, Zhao Li, who was at the first level of qi refining, read a poem first under the gaze of everyone: "Chaos is not divided into heaven and earth, and no one sees it."

Since Pangu broke Hongmeng, opened up from Zi Qing turbidity,

Covering the masses of beings to be benevolent, inventing all things to be good,

If you want to know the Yuan Gong of the Creation Society, you must listen to the Legend of Journey to the West. ”

"It is said that at the beginning of heaven and earth, there were four continents in the world - Ah, at that time my Qin land did not exist, and the four continents were named Dongsheng Shenzhou, West Niuhe Zhou, South Ganbu Continent and North Julu Continent. There is a place called Aolai Country in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and there is a mountain named Huaguo Mountain in this Aolai Country..."

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The Monkey King smiled and said, "Okay!Good!Good!From now on, he will be called Monkey King!