"I gave this token with my own hands. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Shui Yun Ju Shi looked at the token in Mo Xiaoxie's hand with a look of remembrance, and whispered.

I didn't see any movement from the Shui Yun Monk, and suddenly, I saw the black iron token fly over with a "whoosh", and when Mo Xiaoye reacted and wanted to fight, the token had already landed in the palm of the Shui Yun Monk's hand, and the Shui Yun Monk was holding it in front of him, quietly looking at it.

"But I'm sure I didn't put it in your hands, so where did you get it?" Shui Yun Ju squeezed the token in his hand, and looked at Mo Xiaoxie narrowly, and a dangerous aura naturally came out, making the environment that was still a little leisurely a moment ago filled with a layer of treacherous rhythm.

Mo Xiaoyideng, who was standing opposite him, felt that the great power that belonged to heaven and earth enveloped him, as if the endless sea and the vast sky were about to swallow him, it was an illusion that he was alone, and if he was not careful, he might turn into fine gravel between heaven and earth and melt into dust.

Mo Xiaoye stood there, feeling the oppression of what should be the power of the Dao Heart of the Shuiyun Monk, and there was no trace of panic in his heart.

Is this the power of his Dao Heart?

The corners of Mo Xiaoxie's mouth pulled up a smile of interest, stretched out his arms, and hugged the entire room full of Dao power, savoring this loneliness and insignificance.

He suddenly turned into a drop of water, landed on the earth, and then through the mountains and the changes of the years, finally turned into a cloud in the sky, and then one day fell back into the bosom of the earth through precipitation......

Cycle after cycle, a cycle between heaven and earth is like a reincarnation, except for time and things changing, his essence as water has not changed, but after being consumed by time, his soul will become a little weaker.

That's what it looks like.

After Mo Xiaoxie practiced it himself, he finally got a glimpse of the scaly claws of the Dao Heart of the Shuiyun Monk, and he didn't hesitate at all.

A faint wave of golden-red flames suddenly undulated on the surface of Mo Xiaoxie's body, causing a slight turbulence in the power of the Dao Heart that enveloped him.

"Huh?"

Shui Yun Jushi's gaze on Mo Xiaoxie's body changed slightly, from indifference to surprise, obviously he found that the Dao Heart power he had exerted on Mo Xiaoxie seemed to be a little weak.

Suddenly, the golden-red flame wave attached to the surface of Mo Xiaoxie's body suddenly swelled, and then shrank again, leaving only a faint layer of golden-red covering his body, flowing like ripples.

The closed eyes slowly opened, and the golden-red light flashed in the eyes, and then turned into pitch-black pupils, but the eyes covered by the head curtain still exuded a pale gold, but no one noticed it.

The arm slowly bent and stretched out to his eyes, opening and closing his powerful palm, Mo Xiaoye smiled with satisfaction and walked towards the Shui Yun Monk.

"What did you do, how did you do it?" Shui Yun looked at him in surprise, and didn't bother to ask about the token, but instead withdrew the power of the Dao Heart and asked strangely.

He had obviously locked Mo Xiaoxie's figure with the power of the Dao Heart, it stands to reason that it was impossible for him to move a single inch, and even if he wanted to make a move, he would have to use his Dao Heart power to offset the two, so the power of the Dao Heart between them would inevitably have some friction, and the strength of the Dao Heart would become clear at a glance.

However, Mo Xiaoxie's posture as if he couldn't feel the oppression of the power of the Dao Heart deeply shocked the soul of the Shuiyun Monk.

Impossible, how could there be such a ridiculous thing in the world?

Shui Yun looked at Mo Xiaoxie, who was getting closer and closer, with an incredulous expression, and tried his best to deny it.

"Can I sit down and talk?" Mo Xiaoxie stopped when he walked only two meters away from Shui Yun Ju Monk, smiled and pointed to the empty seat on his right.

"Of course. Shui Yun Jushi put away his contempt, his eyes were more solemn, and he replied with a bow.

Shaking off the robe on his body and moving to his seat, Mo Xiaoxie poured himself a cup of tea quite familiarly, took a sip, and drank it all, seeing that the corners of Shui Yun's eyes twitched, and his heart was very painful.

This tea is not an ordinary bargain, it is something that can be called soft gold.

Smacking his tongue, Mo Xiaoxie found that it was really fragrant after drinking, knowing that the tea leaves that made this pot of tea were not ordinary, Mo Xiaoxie poured another cup for himself under the watchful eyes of Shuiyun Jushi.

But this time he didn't finish drinking in a hurry, but put it on the table, looking at the Shui Yun monk whose expression was constantly changing, Mo Xiaoxie said lightly: "I can't tell you how you did it, because it involves personal privacy, I'm afraid that when you answer touching your own secrets, you won't answer obediently." ”

After hearing this, a trace of regret flashed in Shui Yun's eyes, but he still nodded honestly and affirmed.

Everyone has secrets that cannot be shared with others, which is understandable, since Mo Xiaoxie refuses to say it, he will not force it.

Reaching out and tugging on the hanging tassel next to a calligraphy painting in the back, a cup of freshly boiled hot water was brought up from a small transport mechanism inside the wall.

"But if you want to know anything about tokens, I know a few things. ”

"Well, what about its owner? Why didn't he come to me personally? Shui Yun Jushi shook the token in his hand and asked with a deep brow.

"Do you mean Xuanyuan Hao, or is it his Uncle Shaking Light?" As for who this token was given to, Mo Xiaoyi had no way of knowing, so he could only guess.

"Second Prince, Shake the Light?" Every time he heard Mo Xiaoxiao say a person's name, Shui Yun would shake his head.

Apparently he had the impression that the token was not in the hands of these two.

"Aren't they?" Mo Xiaoye was also slightly stunned when he saw him denying it, and thought: Who would it be if it wasn't the two of them? Xuanyuan Hao obviously told himself that it was given to him by his senior uncle, and it didn't pass through the hands of anyone else in between.

"Of course not. Shui Yun Jushi nodded his head with great determination, and said in a deep voice: "Back then, I used this token to exchange for the power to open this 'Luhong Building' in Penglai City, and no one knows the value of this token better than himself, so he will definitely not give it to others." ”

"The person you are talking about refers to the current Emperor's Majesty?" Mo Xiaoye asked tentatively.

In his mind, the only person who could give the people permanent land use rights was the emperor who was the supreme ruler of the country, and everyone else had to get the emperor's permission even if they wanted to.

I thought that I must have answered correctly this time, but who knew that Shui Yun Jushi still shook his head after hearing this, and said: "The situation back then was not as stable as it is now, in addition to the reign of the previous emperor, there were also two princes who dominated the power, and the exchange with me was the second prince of the year, and now His Majesty's younger brother - Xuanyuan Cai." ”

After recalling carefully, Mo Xiaoye found that he had never heard of this name, even when he was chatting with Jiang Shengjiang's eldest brother in the teahouse that day, he did not mention that His Majesty the current emperor also had a younger brother in the world, so his younger brother should have passed away a long time ago.

"Then how could this token appear on the body of the Daoist of Shaking Light and be handed over to His Royal Highness the Martial King?" Mo Xiaoxie couldn't figure out the reason, looked at Shui Yun Jushi suspiciously, and asked.

Shuiyun Jushi poured hot water into the teapot, refilled it, covered the lid, and a touch of wisdom flashed in his eyes, as if he understood the mystery, and said: "This is actually not difficult to guess, Xuanyuan Cai must have been arrested by His Majesty the Emperor, this token is estimated to have been found from Xuanyuan Cai's body, in order to make His Royal Highness King Wu win the inheritance of the throne, His Majesty the Emperor could not blatantly provide him with assistance, so Xuanyuan De had to hand over this token to him through the hands of His Royal Highness King Wu's master." ”

Acknowledging his reasonable speculation, Mo Xiaoxiao nodded clearly, and then thought of something very important, so he asked: "Since as you said, the holder of this token has changed, then I don't know if what you said at the time can help the holder of the token to do something." ”

"Of course it counts. Shui Yun Jushi smiled softly, poured the brewed tea into his teacup leisurely, picked up the teacup, put it under his nose and sniffed the fragrance of the tea leaves, and said, "But what you ask for must be within my ability." ”

"If you ask me to take the throne to you, or let me hand over the head of the demon lord to you, then I can't do anything, I am not a god after all, and my ability is limited. Shui Yun Jushi shrugged his shoulders, looking like this.

Mo Xiaoye looked back at the other guests who didn't care much about it before, and was very surprised in his heart.

If you don't count the mansion, your worth is less than a thousand taels, so if you talk about your real strength, it is impossible to enter the first floor of the 'Luhong Building' and have a beautiful meal?

I've never seen a restaurant with such strict dining requirements, and this time I came was an eye-opener.

Mo Xiaoye patted his waist bag with emotion, and sighed for a while.

"I wonder which floor the guest wants to go to eat?" the shopkeeper asked with a smile on his face.

Mo Xiaoxie thought for a moment and asked quite calmly, "What are the requirements for entering the second floor?"

The shopkeeper's eyes flashed with a fine light, and he carefully looked at his clothes and temperament, and he couldn't see that he had the strength to enter the second floor, but in line with the principle of customer first, the shopkeeper still patiently replied: "If you want to enter the second floor, the customer's net worth should be ten times that of the first floor, and so on, until the fifth floor." ”

Hearing what he said, Mo Xiaoxie folded his fingers and counted carefully, and couldn't help but be surprised by the result.

If you follow this algorithm, the second layer needs 100,000 silver taels, and the third layer needs 1 million silver taels,...... , to the fifth floor, you need to have 100 million taels of silver to stay and eat.

What is the concept of 100 million taels of silver, Mo Xiaoxie is not very clear, but he thinks that he should be considered a rich country.

The fifth layer will not have never been in before, Mo Xiaoye couldn't help but think.

"What about the sixth layer? "Mo Xiaoxie became more and more interested in the hierarchy of 'Lu Honglou', and saw that the shopkeeper did not continue to speak, so he guessed to himself.

"Billion, do you think anyone in the world will have such a huge net worth?" The shopkeeper was amused by his whimsical speculation, and several other guests who were dining on the first floor also laughed out loud when they heard it, making Mo Xiaoye scratch his head in embarrassment.

"Isn't that right?"

"Of course not, if you think about it, even if someone really has a net worth of one billion, it is the same as a hundred million taels of silver, and it has lost the meaning of the number of representatives, and the wealth of a rich country is not something that can be expressed by quantity, it is enough to become a symbol, so we did not set up a floor on it. The shopkeeper looked at him and explained with a smile.

Oh...... Mo Xiaoxie nodded suddenly in realization, as if he understood what he meant.

"As for the conditions for entering the sixth floor...... the shopkeeper glanced at him and asked, "I wonder if you have an official position now?"

Mo Xiaoxie shook his head and said no.

"Then don't think about it anymore, even if you have more money, you won't have a chance to get in. The shopkeeper said lightly with an expected expression.

"Could it be that if you want to enter the sixth layer, you need to enter the court as an official?" Mo Xiaoxie guessed based on the question he asked.

The shopkeeper nodded, indicating that what he said was not wrong, and said: "I can't help but become an official in the court, and I want to be a big official." Being an official from the first rank is the minimum condition for entering the sixth layer. ”

"Entering the seventh layer requires the official position of Zhengyipin, which will not be more than ten people qualified in Penglai City, of course, they can bring people to dine together at will. ”

"As for the eighth floor, it is a place that can only be entered by relatives of the imperial family, and at present, there are less than five people who have this qualification. ”

Mo Xiaoye knew that there were less than five people on the eighth layer, and one of them should be His Royal Highness the Martial King - Xuanyuan Hao.

"I've already introduced everything to the guest officer of 'Luhong Building', I don't know if you want to choose which floor to dine on?" the shopkeeper cleared his throat, seeing that Mo Xiaoye still didn't look like he had thought about it, so he asked with a slight urge.

"I want to go to the top floor of the 'Lu Hung Building' to eat. Mo Xiaoye thought for a moment, and then replied affirmatively.

I remember that yesterday Xuanyuan Hao told himself to find the owner of this restaurant on the highest floor before he could take out the token.

"You're going to the eighth floor?" the shopkeeper looked at him in surprise and asked suspiciously, "Are you a relative of the emperor?"

"Naturally not. Mo Xiaoxie spread his sleeves and said calmly.

"Didn't you hear what I was saying, this guest officer? As I said before, no one is allowed to dine on the eighth floor except for the royal family. The shopkeeper's eyes looked at him unkindly, and there was some anger in his tone, obviously he regarded Mo Xiaoxie as a fool who had nothing to do to entertain him, and he didn't really want to eat. (To be continued.) )