This shopkeeper is also an elf-like character, and naturally understands that Ye Qingxuan can't be allowed to finish this sentence in a while.

With such a wonderful script, as long as he operates a little tomorrow, more diners will inevitably know about it in the future, and then come to him, so won't his restaurant's business be on fire?

finally saw that Ye Qingxuan no longer spoke in the book, but in a blink of an eye, he was entangled by those diners, and the shopkeeper couldn't help but spoil it for fear that Ye Qingxuan would be annoyed, so he thought of such a trick in a hurry.

At this time, after Ye Qingxuan said such philosophical words, no one in the restaurant would regard him as a ninth-rate storyteller, but involuntarily regarded Ye Qingxuan as a hermit master.

At this time, after hearing what the shopkeeper said, these diners remembered the "evening class" in Ye Qingxuan's mouth.

These people have never seen a Taoist priest, but they know the monk, and the monk also has to do morning and evening classes, thinking that the evening classes of this monk and Taoist priest are very important, not much different.

"What the shopkeeper said is extremely true, or I waited for the abruptness, and I hope that Qingxuan Daoist will not be blamed!" These diners naturally don't really call Ye Qingxuan a Taoist priest, at this time, they follow the shopkeeper's mouth one by one, and they apologize one after another.

Ye Qingxuan was so happy, he never expected that this time he would go down the mountain so smoothly and complete his goal.

Of course, he wouldn't be naïve enough to think that just by doing so, these diners would worship the Tao.

Ye Qingxuan naturally understands that these diners have done this, on the one hand, because of their wonderful stories, and only a small part is because of the Taoist philosophy they just preached.

"It seems that if you want to complete the system task, you still have a long way to go!" Ye Qingxuan sighed secretly in his heart, but his face was silent, and he made a mockery at everyone, and he didn't even dare to say that he didn't dare to say it.

Then he glanced at the shopkeeper with deep meaning, and then shook the dust in his hand and walked towards the inner courtyard with the little servant.

After a while, Ye Qingxuan followed the little maid to the door of a wing room. Pushing open the door, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but pouted secretly.

This wing room is naturally excellent in this world. Among them, tables, chairs, benches, beds and sofas are all available, and they are spotlessly clean.

It's just that Ye Qingxuan, a young man born in the 90s, is used to living in a modern apartment, and when he comes to such a world without electricity, he will naturally not be very satisfied in his heart.

"Alas, if you want to chase dramas and play games, I'm afraid there is no hope in this life!"

Not to mention Ye Qingxuan's rich inner drama at this time, after the little guy left, but in a moment, the shopkeeper of the restaurant knocked on the door.

At this time, Ye Qingxuan, who was sitting at the table, looked up, and saw that the shopkeeper was holding Fang Cai's stack of silver tickets in one hand, a money bag in the other, and a slightly flattering smile on his face, and he walked into the wing room happily.

"Dao Chief, don't blame the little one for having eyes and not knowing Taishan!" The shopkeeper also knew that he couldn't hide Ye Qingxuan's previous thoughts, so he was also a bachelor, and he would confess as soon as he came to the door.

As the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person, this shopkeeper is naturally such an idea.

Ye Qingxuan smiled freely, didn't take this to heart, poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip and moistened his throat, and then said, "In this way, the shopkeeper believes in the poor way?"

The shopkeeper who had just walked to the table rubbed his hands a little embarrassed, and then said, "Naturally, that's nature, I have never had any doubts about the words of the Taoist!"

"That's fine, but what are you from the shopkeeper?" Saying this, Ye Qingxuan fell his eyes on the thing in the shopkeeper's hand.

"Oh oh! this is the money that the Taoist Master listed as a benefactor when he spoke!" the shopkeeper said, placing the money bag in his left hand on the table, and then placing the silver ticket in his right hand on the table and continuing, "And this is the silver ticket used to trade the book with the Taoist Master!"

"Okay, Poor Dao knows, you can go! Poor Dao will talk in your restaurant for a few more days, which can be regarded as an addition to this transaction between the two of us, and during this period, Poor Dao will copy a copy of this book with you. Ye Qingxuan knew that this shopkeeper was so happy to give a thousand taels of silver tickets, which was naturally profitable.

However, he also thought to himself, this thousand taels of silver was enough for his senior brothers to eat and wear, of course, in addition, this silver ticket may really be able to repair the tattered jade void.

The purpose of the shopkeeper's trip has been achieved, and seeing that Ye Qingxuan has no intention of leaving guests, he naturally will not leave to disturb. After he left, Ye Qingxuan fell into deep thought.

The purpose of going down the mountain this time has been completed for the most part, but at this time, he can't go back to the mountain immediately, so he has to wait for him to finish this "Shooting the Condor" before he can return to the mountain, so in this case, in addition to the time of the speech, should he really do a "morning and evening class" in addition to the time of the speech?

Ye Qingxuan's morning and evening classes were naturally not to chant Taoist classics, but to try to cultivate the "Innate Divine Skill" that only he could cultivate.

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a moment according to the method of nourishing qi and gathering gods in the memory of Qingxuan Little Daoist, and after he was completely calm, he began his first martial arts cultivation in the true sense!

According to the mantra of the innate divine skill in his memory, Ye Qingxuan tried to carry the innate true qi in his body for the first time. According to the words of the old Taoist priest in the early days, the cultivation of internal strength by a martial artist is to breathe in the essence of the vitality of heaven and earth, and transform it into the internal qi that flows between the meridians of the martial artist.

Any internal strength method in the world, no matter what realm can be cultivated in the end, at the beginning of cultivation, it is to refine the heaven and earth vitality into acquired true qi, and then use this acquired true qi to dredge all the meridians of the whole body, so that the anti-acquired is innate and achieves a mouthful of innate true qi.

This is also the reason why the realm of martial artists is divided into acquired and innate ones, it can be said that only by breaking the second pulse of Ren Du, giving birth to a breath of innate true qi in the body, and successfully breaking through to the innate realm, can they truly be called masters in the martial arts!

However, this is not the case with the innate divine skill that the old Taoist priest of Taichu taught to Ye Qingxuan, and the terrifying thing about this innate divine skill is that as long as he can enter the door of innate divine skill, then the true qi that the cultivator has practiced is a trace of innate true qi!

Then the cultivator only needs to use this innate true qi to open up the meridians in the body, so as to break through the second vein of Ren Du, and then the martial artist who cultivates the innate divine skill will be automatically promoted to the innate master, directly omitting the most critical step of condensing the innate true qi!

Of course, what cultivation begins to flow in the body is the innate true qi, which naturally has countless benefits for martial artists.

One is that although the realm of a martial artist is acquired, the true qi in his body is innate, which will make it impossible for other masters to easily see through the true realm of those who cultivate innate divine skills.