After the guy finished speaking, he left, and Wu Xie sat in the hall downstairs of the inn, silent in thought.

These masters are famous, and they should all have real materials. It was very different from the crooks he had seen on the road.

On the road from Anfeng County to Changning City, Wu Xie met several immortal organizations that were said to be run by Dao masters, and he was also very enthusiastic about studying. It's a pity that these so-called immortal sects are all fakes, and those so-called masters are all charlatans, and none of them have real skills!

The fate of these liars can be imagined, along the way, he sent more than a dozen liars to prison, and some of them who wanted to kill people were killed by him and Du Ruo.

It's okay to be killed by him, but the fate of the person killed by Du Ruo is really a bit miserable - maybe he listened to the vampire story that Wu Xie accidentally said, or the yin spirit itself has the instinct to suck people's yang energy, Du Ruo is used to biting the enemy's neck and sucking away the opponent's yang energy along with the blood, and the people killed by her often lose weight all over the person, and exaggerated it directly becomes skin and bones, which makes people have nightmares when they see it.

In the process of these chivalrous deeds, Wu Xie also did some things to rob the rich and help the poor, distributing the ill-gotten gains accumulated by those swindlers to the poor, leaving only a little for himself, and this little bit was often used up in the free clinic not long after......

is a master at the pinnacle of the day after tomorrow, and he also has a female ghost helper with skills comparable to himself. It's really pitiful that such a powerful combination can be mixed up to the risk of sleeping on the streets.

It can be seen that in this world, decent people really don't eat much!

Wu Xie only sighed slightly, and then pulled his thoughts back to the question of seeking immortals. He compared the masters he said to him in his heart, and he couldn't decide who to go to for advice.

He believed that with his kung fu and character, no matter which master would not mind accepting such a disciple. The problem is that his goal is to cultivate to become an immortal, and although these masters are powerful, they seem to be quite a little far from the goal of "becoming an immortal......

"Forget about those martial arts masters, most of the people who enter the Tao with martial arts are wild people." Jasmine, who is an expert in cultivating immortals, analyzed, "If you are willing, master, as long as you close it for a while, you can also enter the Dao with martial arts." But this path is very difficult to walk, and there is no one in a hundred who can achieve great achievements with this, since you want to cultivate to become an immortal, then you should at least find a path with greater hope. ”

Wu Xie nodded, and crossed out the names of those martial arts masters on the list in his heart.

"If you want to say that the highest realm, it should be that Changchun real person. His apprentices are also very accomplished, and it can be seen that he is a disciple who can teach his disciples, so it is better to go to him. Du Ruo suggested.

Wu Xie also thought so, since he didn't consider those martial arts masters, then among the rest of the people, it was obviously Changchun Zhenren who was the most reliable.

So he tidied up his outfit and went out of the city to Wanshou Mountain.

With his footsteps, he arrived at Wanshou Mountain in just half an hour, only to see that the whole mountain was resplendent with gold, Taoist pavilions one after another, and the smoke rising from the incense burner became a blue-gray cloud on the mountain, even if it was far away, you could vaguely smell the unique fragrance of sandalwood burning.

An avenue leads directly to the foot of the mountain, the road is full of cars and horses, the big mountain gate at the foot of the mountain is like a tide, I don't know how many people come to seek immortals and seek the Tao, and Wu Xie is secretly stunned.

There really seem to be a lot of people who think like him.

Since he came to learn from the teacher, he naturally would not do such an rude thing as going to the mountain in private, so he immediately came to the mountain gate according to the etiquette and asked the Zhike Taoist if he could meet the real person of Changchun.

That Zhike Taoist is about forty years old, and he is born with kind eyebrows, but there is a faint light in his eyes, and his movements are also very flexible, obviously not an ordinary Taoist priest who is powerless. When he heard that Wu Xie wanted to meet Changchun Zhenren, he raised his eyebrows, looked Wu Xie up and down carefully, and showed a little surprise.

Then, he handed over the work of receiving guests to others and led Wu Xie to the next quiet room to rest.

After the two sat down, naturally a Taoist boy came to serve tea. But as soon as the tea was poured, the Zhike Taoist let the Taoist leave, and obviously the next thing to say was not suitable for many people to know.

"The poor road law is called Changshan, and the longevity of the people is a guest. Twenty years ago, he was fortunate to be able to worship under the immortal master, but his qualifications were poor, although his cultivation was never slack, but his entry was always too slow, and in the blink of an eye, twenty years later, he was still wandering outside the gate of entering the Dao...... Today, seeing that Wu Xiaoyou has already touched the threshold of the door of entry at a young age, I am really emotional...... Please forgive Wu Xiaoyou for being rude! ”

Wu Xie shook his head again and again, feeling that this Taoist chief was too polite. I think it's a little strange, this Taoist is also a cultivator, so he won't be so emotional when he sees himself......

"With this little brother's ability, he was originally qualified to ask for advice from real people. However, you are unfortunate that the real person has gained insight from stargazing at night at the end of March and the beginning of April, and retreats in order to break through the existing realm and go further on the road to immortality. It's been more than a month now, and I don't have the slightest intention of getting out. Changshan Daoren sighed with emotion, but said something that Wu Xie didn't expect.

Wu Xie was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect such a thing.

End of March and beginning of April? Wasn't that the time when he destroyed the formation of the Three Mountains Dao people, destroyed the remnant soul of the Demon Dao, and defeated the extraterritorial Heavenly Demon Projection? Could it be that Changchun Zhenren is thousands of miles away and can sense what is happening in a small town? Or is it that the projection of the extraterritorial heavenly demons in the human world makes this cultivator have some understanding?

But in any case, there is no hope for the apprenticeship for the time being.

However, he is not a person who will give up easily, so he said that even if he can't worship Changchun Zhenren as a teacher for the time being, he still wants to stay here and cultivate.

But when the Changshan Daoist heard this, he immediately shook his head like a rattle, and he didn't agree to live or die.

"Wu Xiaoyou, don't embarrass us. You are already a peak martial artist who has entered the Dao realm with half a foot, and the entire Eastern Chu State has a person with your ability, and you can count it with two hands. Although we have many disciples in the concept of longevity, the true disciples are very strict, but all those who have achieved something have been driven out of the temple to realize on their own, and only when they have realized can they come back to continue studying...... To tell you the truth, at present, in the entire concept of longevity, except for the real people who are in retreat, there is not even a person who is in the same realm as you. ”

Wu Xie looked at the embarrassed face of Changshan Dao people, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

There are no people in the Wanshou Concept who are similar to their own realm for the time being, what does it matter to seek the Tao for themselves? The so-called learning is not in order, and the master is the teacher. The so-called threesome must have my teacher, even if those Taoist priests are not as good as themselves, they may not be able to give themselves some guidance!

"Hey! Master, your decent person's thoughts are simple! Still wondering, Jasmine was already laughing, "He's worried about you!" ”

"Worried about me? What do I have to worry about? ”

"There is not even a person in the entire Wanshou Concept who is about the same level as you, which means that if you really fight, they are probably not your opponent. In case you harbor evil intentions and take advantage of the opportunity of Changchun Zhenren's retreat to make trouble, won't they want to cry without tears? ”

"Am I that kind of person!"

"If I were him, I wouldn't dare to take this risk......"

Wu Xie was speechless for a moment, looking at the distressed face of the Changshan Daoist, he was so embarrassed that he didn't even bother to drink the tea, he got up directly to say goodbye, and left Wanshou Temple depressed.

When he came, he was in high spirits, but when he left, he was depressed, and this trip was in vain!

When he returned to Changning City, it was still early, and he wandered the streets of Changning City boredly, and before he knew it, he had reached the port.

Changning Port is the largest port in the southeast, and countless ships come and go every day. It is common to see a crowd of people seeing farewell or greeting people at the port, but most of the people who are seeing off are full of hope, and most of the people who greet them are uneasy, and the two sides form a sharp contrast.

Shipping is really a very dangerous thing, even if you can often have several times the profit of a trip, but the huge profit is accompanied by a huge risk, every year many ships disappear in the vast sea, there are many people who pursue wealth buried at the bottom of the sea, including many experienced captains and sailors, or wealthy businessmen.

Wu Xie stood on a high place, watching the joys and sorrows staged on the dock, thinking of his frustration in seeking immortals, and couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, as the ancients said, time is not as expected, nine times out of ten!

As he was sighing, he suddenly noticed that there was an independent island on the edge of the harbor, which was separated from the mainland by a sea ten zhang wide, and a stone bridge was built on it, and there was a three-story attic on the island, which was quite gorgeously built.

If only it was like this, but the attic was snow-white, and the stone bridge was made of white stone, and even the ground of the island was covered with white stones.

Wu Xie also noticed that from time to time, there were gorgeously dressed people walking across the bridge, entering and exiting this attic, these people often hugged each other, looking either rich or expensive, but most of the people who went in had curiosity or expectation on their faces, but they often came out with a look of joy or pain, and they didn't know what kind of business was in the attic.

So he casually inquired with a passer-by and learned that the attic was called "White Jade Building", which was the largest treasure shop in the Eastern Chu Kingdom and even the entire southeastern countries.

About 600 years ago, when the Eastern Chu State had not yet been established, most of the southeastern states were under the rule of Great Qi. There was a rich man who dreamed at night that there was a white jade tower in the sky, exquisite and gorgeous, beyond imagination. He made up his mind to build a white jade building in the world, and it took twenty years to finally build this white jade building in the hands of his son.

This building is snow-white throughout, whether wood or stone is pure white, you can't find the slightest flaw, when it is really beautiful, it is called the first floor in the southeast. The son of a rich man did not yearn for the white jade tower in the sky like his father, but was very keen to make money, and found that this tower was unexpectedly famous, so he transformed it into a storefront and started a treasure business.

Later, there were several faint kings in Daqi one after another, and the people were miserable. Heroes from all walks of life have risen up to rebel, the founding ancestor of the Eastern Chu State Xiong Da is wise and martial, and the new country has been established for the king, because the founding process has been strongly supported by the owner of Baiyulou, so after the king is called a positive return, first canonized him as the founding marquis, and then elected his daughter as a concubine, and also awarded many rewards and privileges to Baiyulou.

"Since then, Baiyulou has soared and become the first store in the southeast, and it has been almost three hundred years now." The hawker uncle who was pulled by Wu Xie to ask for advice looked at the snow-white building that was shining in the sun, and his eyes were full of longing, "As long as we are businessmen in Changning City, who has not dreamed of becoming the master of the new generation of 'White Jade Building'!" ”

Bidding farewell to this talkative hawker uncle, Wu Xie looked at the white jade tower standing quietly on the island in the distance, pondered for a long time, and couldn't help laughing.

"Jasmine, didn't you say you were going to try to make money? Why don't we go to the White Jade House and sell something. ”