At this time, the white-faced old man Zhao Shangren said: "Boy, look at your appearance, you are almost twenty." ”

Zhang Bao replied: "Boy nineteen." ”

"You're too old, I don't have enough mana, I can't see your spiritual root, you go find someone else. ”

Zhang Bao exclaimed: "Ah? Then why? Zhao Shangren, can't you look at people under the age of twenty?"

The housekeeper said at this time: "You are too old, I am afraid that the air pockets all over your body are closed eight or nine times out of ten, and checking your spiritual root consumes too much mana, and if you are not careful, you will lose your yang life." Zhao Shangren is now old, and in the past two years, he basically doesn't look at people after the age of eighteen, you go to Lin Zhenren. ”

Generally speaking, only when one has cultivated to the Mahayana spiritual realm can one be called a real person.

Zhang Bao hurriedly said: "Kelin Zhenren needs five hundred taels of silver to see it once, where can I get it." ”

The housekeeper snorted and said, "Then you have to fold Master Zhao's Yang Shou?"

Zhang Bao was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down and kept kowtowing, "No, no, I have no intention of doing this!" Zhao Shangren, I beg you old man, I have been a mountain man since I was twelve years old, and I have worked hard for seven or eight years to save a hundred taels of silver, how do you know that your old man has changed the rules...... I don't blame you, but if I don't see it this time, I can't ...... Please!"

Zhao Shangren shook his head without hesitation.

Seeing this, Zhang Bao didn't dare to say anything, so he had to leave with a desperate face.

Dong Xiaoping stood aside, looking at all this in his eyes, and secretly congratulated himself that the Ah Fu he had crossed was not too old.

Ge Xiaoyue talked about it before, if a monk is called a certain master, then he is a Hinayana spiritual realm, one rank higher than ordinary spiritual realm, so this Zhao Shangren is a Hinayana spiritual realm monk.

"Next. ”

"Dong Xiaoping, a layman, is fourteen this year, and he has seen Zhao Shangren and offered one or two gold. Dong Xiaoping borrowed this money from Qin Chuyu, and she agreed very happily. One tael of gold is equivalent to one hundred taels of silver.

Zhao Shangren nodded, and after the housekeeper took the money, he didn't make any spell casting moves, so he stared directly at Dong Xiaoping.

Dong Xiaoping instantly felt an inexplicable fluctuation through his body and continued to reverberate in his body, and this feeling lasted for several minutes before slowly subsided.

"There is no spiritual root. ”

Hearing these three words, Dong Xiaoping was about to collapse, damn it, it's really hellish difficulty!

"However, there seems to be a little bit of spiritual root germ, take care of it, you can try it again in a few years, remember, don't be more than eighteen years old. ”

Dong Xiaoping was overjoyed when he heard this.

Fortunately, God still left me a chance to live, and this result is already very good. If you want to ascend to the sky in one step, how can you be so lucky, and you are not a dragon arrogant.

"Next. ”

"Wait, Grandpa, you're showing others the spiritual root again!" a woman in brocade walked into the courtyard, her voice full of complaints.

"It's Yuan'er, why did you come back so soon?Aren't I idle, just ...... activities" Old man Zhao was a little embarrassed.

"Grandpa, why are you so stubborn, you are eighty-eight years old this year, Hinayana enters the spiritual realm and does not increase much yang longevity, usually you have to use less mana, what is the use of you saying that you earn so much gold and silver, it is the right thing to live a few more years, don't you want to watch me get married?"

"Think, isn't this earning you some dowry, don't underestimate gold and silver, although it is not valuable, but it adds up to a lot, last year I exchanged gold and silver for forty taels of Mithril. And I'm paying attention to Linggen now.,I don't even look at it when I'm over eighteen years old.,I don't believe you ask that...... Who came from just now, is it gone?"

Yuan'er, the woman in brocade, didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and said coldly to those who were still queuing up with a straight face, "Don't go quickly, it depends on Linggen to find someone else, who will find my grandfather again, I will break his leg." ”

The crowd didn't dare to have any opinions, so they had to leave.

After leaving Zhao Shangren's mansion, Dong Xiaoping wanted to tell Qin Chuyu the good news, but remembering that it would be too early, Qin Chuyu should not have returned home yet.

Since yesterday, Qin Chuyu, as a new Qingbo disciple, has to go to the Dao Hall every day to learn the method of cultivation during the day, and will not go home until the evening.

It's good that they have a spiritual root, they can directly cultivate immortals, and they have to earn money first, and then buy pills and magic weapons, so that they can open the spiritual root, and this road to cultivating immortals is a big step behind at the beginning.

Anyway, you have to find a job first, and now you still have Qin Chuyu's debt.

So Dong Xiaoping came to a place called Zhaoxian Lane in Dongshi.

There is a three-storey grand pavilion at the entrance of the alley, and the plaque reads "Zhaoxian Pavilion", which is the place where Qingbo Gate recruits workers for mortals, perhaps this is the origin of the name of Zhaoxian Lane.

However, Dong Xiaoping didn't plan to look for a job in Zhaoxian Pavilion, because he heard that the job offered by Qingbomen was good, but there were many rules, so he wanted to try another job first.

There are many teahouses in the alley, and there is basically a big blackboard at the entrance of the teahouse, on which all kinds of recruitment information are written.

"Recruit, two people in the hall, one or two of moon silver. ”

"Zhao, there are several mountain husbands, and the moon silver is negotiable. ”

"Zhao, the shopkeeper of the restaurant is one person, and the moon is six taels of silver. ”

"Zhao, one fairy servant, female, less than twenty, two taels of silver per month. ”

......

Although there are many job opportunities, they don't make much money, even if they work for several years, they can't even repay the gold they borrowed from Qin Chuyu!

Gotta find some exciting work.

He observed that all the tea shops in this Zhaoxian Lane were different from the ordinary tea shops in the ordinary world.

There are also many square tables in the tea shop here, but there is a small blackboard hanging above each square table, and if you look closely, there is a rope above the blackboard, and the top end of the rope is directly tied to the criss-crossing beams of the roof, which can be seen that it is specially designed for this purpose.

Some of these blackboards have words, some have no words, and those square tables with words must have someone sitting there drinking tea.

He guessed that there might be something famous in these tea shops.

He walked into a random tea shop and walked around it, checking the words on the blackboard one by one.

"Boiling blood grass, West Mountain, two people are missing. ”

"Lingnong, there are three people missing. ”

"Boiling blood grass, Taishan, one person is missing. ”

"Soul exploration, there are two people missing. ”

......

I saw it, but I basically didn't know what it meant, which is actually understandable, if people in this world travel to modern times and see those words electrician, auto repair, technician and so on, they are just as confused.

I had no choice but to go up and inquire.

Dong Xiaoping estimated that the boiling blood grass should be a kind of spirit grass, and it stands to reason that the income from related work should be good. So he came to a square table, and the blackboard above the square table said "Boiling blood grass, Taishan, one person is missing", and the three of them were sitting in three directions and drinking tea.

The man on the east side, Mo was about twenty years old, linen lined with leather coats, young but shaved head, and a weapon wrapped in linen on his waist.

The man to the west was a little more immature, but at least sixteen or seventeen years old, and he was dressed in the same way, with a sheathed sword lying horizontally on the table in front of him.

The man on the north side, too, was sixteen or seventeen years old, but he was dressed in sackcloth, without a leather coat, and had a long whip stuck in his waist.

Dong Xiaoping was looking at these three people, and these three people were also looking at Dong Xiaoping.

The bald young man in the east spoke first, and said with a smile: "This little brother, are you here to join forces?" Come, please sit down...... Little two, serve tea!"

Dong Xiaoping didn't expect him to be so enthusiastic, so he said politely and sat in the south position.

Once you're seated, the tea is served.

Dong Xiaoping said quite politely: "I'm sorry to disturb you, my little brother wants to ask, there is boiling blood grass written on the blackboard here, is there any related work to do?"

At this time, the long sword boy in the west suddenly laughed and said, "You don't even know about the Boiling Blood Grass!

"Don't make trouble, Xiaotian! People may be from a family of immortals, and they haven't heard of such a low-level thing as boiling blood grass, which is also normal. The bald young man smiled and rounded.

That Xiaotian showed an expression of ghost talent, but did not say anything to refute it.

"Boiling Blood Grass is a kind of spirit grass, it is the main medicine for making the Introductory Pill, the price is very good, and a dozen or so plants can be sold for a penny of Mithril. The bald young man explained with a smile.

Mithril? Boiling blood grass is quite valuable, but I don't know how many plants I can pick in a day.

The bald head said again: "The little brother looks very young, how many times have he fought in the mountains before?"

"What does that mean?"

Xiao Tian shouted: "Brother Cao, he doesn't even know about fighting the mountain, he definitely hasn't beaten before, let him go quickly, sit here and delay things." ”

The bald brother Cao immediately said unhappily when he heard this: "Xiaotian, is there any etiquette? ”

Although Dong Xiaoping was not happy with Xiaotian, this would not be the time to quarrel, so he should not have heard it.

The bald young man then explained, "Fighting the mountains is to do the jargon of our industry, that is, to go into the mountains to make desperate money, and the boiling blood grass is to be picked with human lives." ”

Dong Xiaoping nodded and said, "The little brother is here to make this desperate money, I wonder if I can partner with a few people?"

The bald young man hurriedly said: "It's easy to say, but since it's a desperate money, forming a gang is a life-threatening matter." So we all have to understand each other's situation and know the bottom line, do you think this is the truth? My two brothers and I have fought at least 30 times, and we have earned some qualifications. The little brother came out to practice this time, did the elders give any powerful spiritual weapons, but they can give everyone a piece of knowledge, and everyone has a good bottom in their hearts. ”

"I don't have a spiritual weapon, and I don't have an immortal cultivator at home. ”

Brother Cao's smile gradually froze, and he had suspected that the person in front of him was a disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Family, otherwise who in the market didn't know about the Boiling Blood Grass?

He was no longer interested in talking, and just said in a mocking tone: "That brother is so confident to partner up, he must be strong in martial arts, and he can kill a tiger with one hand?"

Dong Xiaoping thought about it and said very sincerely: "This is true." ”

"Hahahaha...... Xiao Tian laughed heartily, "Hey, everyone, look, there is a master who kills tigers with one hand!"

His voice was so loud that everyone in a tea shop looked at him.

The young man with the long whip, who had not spoken, couldn't help but laugh.