Border state, Shanghuai City.

On this day, Gu Chi took the cicada down the mountain and into the city.

Along the way, the topic of the Holy Maiden of Qihuang Mountain never left my ears, and I could hear it everywhere I went.

Especially in the restaurant, eight out of ten tables are talking about saints.

"I remember that the last generation of saints on Qihuang Mountain recruited relatives twenty years ago, right? It's been a fast day. ”

"Who's to say it isn't? Look at my face, it's all wrinkled! Only their immortals can endure their old age and look ageless. ”

"Hey, what you said, several generations of saints in Qihuang Mountain, which one is not Tianxiang and beautiful? is really old, and it is far from being comparable to ordinary women. ”

"It is even rumored that the candles in the cave room with the Holy Maiden are not a night, but a year, and they all say that the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, so what should the Spring Festival be for a year?"

"Alas, I don't know which man will be so lucky this time to win the favor of the saint."

"Say it, sigh what? Don't you think you don't have a chance? ”

"Do I have one?"

"That's really not, hahahaha!"

"It's a great luck for me to be able to see the saint's fairy face, don't think about it...... Come, drink and drink! ”

At the other table, Gu Chi held a teacup and took small sips while pricking up his ears to listen to the chatting of these guests.

Seeing that he was so concerned about the saint's recruitment, Qing Chan couldn't help blinking his eyes and asked, "Does the son also like the saint?" ”

Gu Chi pretended to be dissatisfied: "I look like such a superficial person? ”

Qing Chan smiled: "Childe is naturally not, but Qing Chan thinks that if the saint is really as good-looking as they say, she is a good match for Childe." ”

The guy brought the meal.

"You can talk." Gu Chi put down the teacup and said, "Let's see when the time comes, eat first." ”

Although he said so, he had already made up his mind in his heart, don't talk about marrying or not, and he must go to recruit relatives.

Most of the men in Beichuan are old men, and they are not within the scope of recruitment.

The age is stuck here, and those who can participate may be the first stage of the Three Realms to break through the sky, and they will not be his opponents.

This kind of prestige sent to the face, don't be sorry for yourself.

Of course, cultivating strength is only one of them, and the saint's recruitment not only depends on force, but also has requirements for men's appearance and character cultivation, but Gu Chi didn't take these two points to heart.

He is a righteous gentleman with a charm of 10, and he can pass this level with his eyes closed.

The only thing that is more troublesome is that Qihuangshan pays attention to the right family, and must be a disciple of the eight major sects to be eligible to participate in recruiting relatives, Qihuangshan itself has no male disciples, and the men of their entire sect only have the husbands of saints of all generations.

If he wants to win this wave of prestige, he must first go to one of the eight major sects to worship a teacher and put on a name.

But there's no need to rush.

It's still early, and it's almost a year before you recruit relatives.

Gu Chi was actually quite puzzled why Junzi Pavilion released the news so early, and the warm-up was not so hot, right?

And when he had eaten and was on the way to the Qiantong Chamber of Commerce with the green cicada, he saw that the branch of the Junzi Pavilion was overcrowded, and he specially hired someone at the door to shout at the door to pay a discount for learning arts, Gu Chi understood.

This big sect, which has opened chain stores everywhere like Qinghuan Building, is taking the opportunity to make money by holding literary training classes.

Most of the people in the cabinet were dressed in green shirts and white, with swords at their waists, and there were also people with spears or scimitars on their backs.

It can only be said that Junzige is worthy of being the sect that has entered the WTO, and it can do business better than ordinary businessmen.

It's a newspaper and a training, and at the same time, he also receives the bounty portrait of the demon division, and also cooperates with Qinghuan Lou, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are about to be played by them as commercial skills.

Gu Chi wanted to go in and have a look, but there were too many people, so he didn't bother to squeeze it, stopped slightly, and continued to walk forward with the green cicada.

The street is crowded, the sound of selling is endless, as the main city of the border state, Shanghuai is obviously much more lively than other towns, listening to the bargaining sound with the local accent of various places, people are also unconsciously dyed with a little bit of fireworks in the world.

"Childe......" the cicada suddenly shouted softly.

Gu Chi turned around, and saw that the girl was holding the burden, looking to the right with a slightly red face, and he followed the girl's gaze to see that it was a sugar painting stall.

It was rare to see this little girl take the initiative, Gu Chi smiled: "If you want to eat, you can buy it, don't you still have money?" ”

Qing Cicada shook his head and said, "The money belongs to the child, and Qing Cicada can't use it without permission." ”

Gu Chi said, "Then I'll get it, go buy it." ”

"Hey, thank you, Childe!" The cicada smiled, took out a small purse embroidered with the word "Gu", and trotted to the sugar painting stall.

Gu Chi was about to tell the girl to slow down, but in a trance, he found that there was an old Taoist priest with a blurred figure and closed eyes on the edge of the sugar painting stall.

Pedestrians kept passing by Gu Chi's field of vision, flickering like a blink of an eye, but the old way did not disappear, but became clearer and more real, as if a small stall had been set up there from the beginning to tell fortunes.

Gu Chi was sure that there was no one next to the sugar painting stall at first, and the old Taoist priest suddenly appeared.

"Is it an adventure?"

Gu Chi's heart moved slightly, and he stepped forward, only then did he see the handwriting on the banner clearly-

"Knowing the road of the world, knowing the destiny of heaven"

"Your surname is Gu."

Before Gu Chi could ask, Lao Dao spoke first: "It used to be called Gu Genshuo." ”

Gu Chi: "......"

It's over.

"Why not the current name?" Gu Chi asked.

"It's too simple to calculate the things of today, and it doesn't reflect the old man's clever calculations." Lao Dao still closed his eyes, stroked his beard, and looked a little proud, he moved the bowl on the table towards Gu Chi a few points, and said, "What does Gu Gongzi want, you can ask me." ”

Gu Chi threw a piece of official silver into the bowl and said, "I want to ask Mr. about chance." ”

In the world of Xianxia, the most important thing is chance, if the opportunity comes, it is not impossible to reach the sky in one step.

"Well said." Lao Dao stretched out his hand and picked up the silver in the bowl, weighed it for a while, and then put it into his purse and replied: "With all due respect to the old man, Gu Gongzi has no chance for this trip. ”

Gu Chi: "......"

No, did you forget it?

If you don't pinch a finger, you don't have a chance?

Gu Chihu looked at Lao Dao suspiciously: "Do you want to do it again?" ”

The old man didn't say anything, but just stretched the bowl over again.

Gu Chi stared at him for a while, and then took out another ingot of silver.

Lao Dao weighed two or three like Fang Cai, and said, "There is still no chance." ”

Gu Chi: "......"

I understand, whether there is a chance depends on whether you have money or not.

Very reasonable setting.

Not surprisingly, the chance is also divided into grades, and the more money you give, the higher the grade of chance.

According to the four qualities of Immortal Xuanlingfan.

Gu Chi only has nearly two thousand taels of silver on his body, which is probably enough to buy a mortal or spiritual product, and after buying it, Lao Dao should disappear, and I don't know when I will meet him next time.

If it were someone else, maybe he would really hand over all the money to buy a chance, and it would be better than nothing.

But he is the reincarnation of the Emperor, how can he be worthy of the word "Emperor"?

It has to be a fairy product!

Pay or prostitute for nothing.

Gu Chi didn't have enough money and had no choice, so he had to prostitute for nothing.

"Please tell me where the best opportunity is, thank you."

【Daoyun-39】

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