Chapter 52: The Truth of the Fortune Telling Alliance

Zhong Lingge chatted with the girl for a few words, and found out that a very distinctive spiritual restaurant was nearby, so he thanked him and went straight to the food shop.

This store, called Qianweiju, is a towering light orange round tower, and at night, the tower body exudes a smooth and soft white streamer, and it looks like a place with high consumption.

The welcoming guests standing at the door are all in the foundation building period, and most of the guests are building the foundation pill, Zhong Lingge walked to the door in the middle of refining qi, and immediately attracted the side eyes of the monks passing by.

The female cultivator in the early stage of foundation building who welcomed the guests took the initiative to step forward and stretched out her hand to invite: "Zhong Xiaoyou, please, we have a clean elegant room and a lively viewing garden, where do you want to sit?" ”

"Elegant room." Zhong Lingge felt a lot of attention as soon as she entered the door, and they were all high-level monks, she didn't want to be watched and eaten by them.

Sister Zhuji led her around the passage into the elegant garden, and walked a section of the illuminated bumpy path to an inverted triangular tower.

"Little friends, please take care of yourself, the menu jade is white, and it can be triggered with your divine sense; If you need to be accompanied by an attendant, you only need to trigger the red jade slip, and you can choose your appearance, figure, and age. ”

"Thank you, senior."

Zhong Lingge was calm on the surface, and the villain who had never seen the world in his heart was covering his face and shouting.

Entering the triangular tower, the beauty and delicacy inside opened her eyes again.

The magic weapon of the third to fourth order is decorated, the chandelier on the top is hundreds of rare sea pearls, and on the huge long table, there are two jade slips, one white and one red, and the hungry Zhong Lingge first triggered the white jade slip to order, and the divine sense stays on a certain dish for a while, and the jade slip will automatically jump out of the question of whether to order, which is very intimate.

Zhong Lingge saw that there were nineteen dishes that were not available in the east, and he ordered six of them with a single move.

Lin Xiaojiu could feel her happiness in the puppet, but she was more curious about the attendants than the food.

"Lingge, what do you look like as the monk in the red jade slip?"

Zhong Lingge picked up the red jade slip and looked at it, almost scaring his divine sense out.

"Half-naked male cultivators wearing animal skin skirts, female cultivators who penetrate the gauze skirt, and white-haired old men and old women, there is no shortage of old, middle-aged and young people from generation to generation."

The service fee of three thousand spirit stones, Zhong Lingge couldn't understand it, she had the right to open her eyes, and she lost interest after turning a few pages.

Half an hour later, the food box was ready, Zhong Lingge put five portions into a storage bag, and selected three of the nineteen dishes to eat, and the rest were all packaged.

At the end of the meal, I was refreshed.

As soon as Zhong Lingge walked out of the tower gate, the female cultivator who had ushered her in was waiting at the door, handing her an account with a smile.

"There are a total of 36,000 lower-grade spirit stones, if Xiaoyou is willing to pay for them with medium-grade stones, 350 will be fine."

"I only have low-grade spirit stones."

Zhong Lingge smiled innocently, took out 36,000 spirit stones, and paid for them in the female cultivator's rather regretful gaze.

I want to coax her to give a medium-grade spirit stone, no way!

On the bright side, a medium-grade spirit stone is about equal to a hundred lower-grade spirit stones, but in fact, medium-grade spirit stones are precious and rare, and a fool will only change them at a loss if he eats it.

Zhong Lingge left Qianwei Residence, and the lights and spiritual light in the city reflected each other, and there was no dark corner as far as the eye could see.

The wine shop and dance hall constantly wafted out the light fragrance and elegant music that attracted customers, and everywhere was bustling and bustling, and only by looking closely at the low-ranking monks who were in a hurry could we see the essence from their tired and defensive faces.

Flashy foreign appearance, ruined in it.

In the gorgeous spirit boat moored on the water, there are monks wearing the uniforms of disciples of Kaiyang Sect and Wuzhen Sect, drinking and having fun one by one, hugging left and right, so happy.

Obviously it was the best spirit wine fragrance, but Zhong Lingge almost wanted to gag, and accelerated her pace towards the north of the city, the road became darker and darker, but her heart became clearer and clearer.

Zhong Lingge came to the outside of the dome that the girl said, and the hearty laughter from inside easily infected her.

"Fellow Daoists outside the door, please come in, find a place to sit!"

Someone noticed her presence and took the initiative to invite her in, Zhong Lingge hugged his fists, walked in and found an open space to sit down. She was comforted by the fact that the monks here were focused on communication, no one was staring at her, and no one was coming over to ask questions.

She was quickly attracted by everyone's cultivation experience, and from the Qi refining period to the Jindan period, she was actually sincerely sharing her comprehension of the Dao, occasionally mixed with the understanding of celestial phenomena and astrological phenomena, which was also different from the chatter of the gods and gods she thought.

"The north of the bucket handle refers to the world, and the world is winter. I don't know if you can perceive it, but the north is getting colder and colder day by day. ”

"Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and the Seven Stars of Shaking Light point to the north for twenty years, and the ice springs in the extreme north that have not frozen all year round have formed a layer of thick ice."

"If this continues, is the north not suitable for low-level residents?"

"Now it's not suitable for low-level casual cultivation anywhere, just go with the flow."

"Hahaha, you don't have to be anxious, when you wait for the advanced Jindan, you will know that the high-level scattered cultivation is the same as going with the flow, there is no difference!"

Everyone was amused by the Jindan seniors who were happy in the suffering, Zhong Lingge also laughed, everyone told their experiences, she also occasionally joined in, asked if she didn't understand, and helped if she could, and gained a lot.

She said and smiled, and gradually understood why everyone was willing to join in with the spirit stones.

The second senior brother is not really selling lessons, let alone cheating the cultivators of capitation fees.

All this he did was under the guise of deception, forming a loose cultivation alliance under the nose of the clan.

The chief fortune teller talks about celestial phenomena, and any high-ranking clan monk will coldly sneer at the stupid cultivator who deserves to be deceived.

Because of this, the North and South Fortune Telling Alliance was able to gather so many like-minded monks.

At the end of the party, Zhong Lingge was still unsatisfied, and had a good conversation with several Qi Refining Dao friends, and he was reluctant to leave when he arrived at the point where the Spirit Boat was about to depart.

On the way to Lingzhou Pavilion, her heart became clearer.

It is not easy to earn spirit stones for casual cultivation, and it is hard to calculate it when it comes to spending a low-grade spirit stone, they are the group that is least likely to be deceived by spirit stones, and she has always been too preconceived.

No matter how powerful the second senior brother's fooling Dafa is, he can only deceive a few dozen people at most, and where can he deceive nearly 10,000 people in the south and north.

"Zhong Daoyou! Stay! ”

Wu Acai, who was exchanging formations with Zhong Lingge, trotted forward and mysteriously handed her a jade slip.

"You get on the Lingzhou and leave the north to see again, I traveled with them, and we will meet again!"

"Wu Daoyou be careful all the way!"

Zhong Lingge put away the jade slip and ran towards the Lingzhou Pavilion again, no matter how curious he was, he didn't break his promise and take it out.

Running outside the Lingzhou Pavilion, the monks who boarded the boat had already lined up.

The upper and middle cabins have special passages, and the two rows outside the door are the lower class cabins and the deck, and Zhong Lingge is in the back of the deck team with the most people and the lowest cultivation, constantly looking forward to see how long it will take to get on the boat.

She always felt that Wu Acai was too solemn when she handed her the jade slip, not like a trivial matter, she was really curious about what was inside, and couldn't wait to leave the north to check the jade slip.

(End of chapter)