Zhu Lingwu then took his mind back from the storytelling downstairs, and just looked at the door of the elegant room cautiously.

"Knock knock!"

The man knocked on the wooden door of the elegant room first, and then spoke again and whispered, "Master Zhu is fine! The villain is selling news!

Zhu Lingwu's brows moved slightly, the other party was just a title, and it seemed that he already knew his identity.

"Oh, please come in!"

Then the wooden door of the room was pushed open, and a man who looked to be in his thirties entered, dressed in the costume of an apprentice storyteller.

Zhu Lingwu's soul thoughts then swept over him, and sure enough, this person's body also had the appearance of spiritual power fluctuations, and he could be regarded as a cultivator.

This person naturally sensed Zhu Lingwu's soul thoughts, and smiled slightly on his face, "Haha, Master Zhu, this is not very good!"

"Well, I'm sorry! I didn't think I'd be a fellow Daoist! However, the posture of a fellow Daoist is too low!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately made a reckless gesture of a fledgling son of the scholar clan, but since this person is also a qi refiner, why is he like those ordinary people, putting his posture so low?

Since Master Zhu wants to buy news, he is naturally the master of our storyteller, but the news is also expensive and cheap, I don't know what kind of news Master Zhu wants to buy?"

This apprentice-like storyteller smiled on his face, but quickly got to the point.

Zhu Lingwu blinked, although he knew from the memory of the Mongolian pharmacist that such a storytelling teahouse could be bought, but he still didn't know much about the origin of these storytellers.

What's more, these storytellers are really cultivators who refine qi and cultivate immortals, and it is really hard to imagine what benefits they can bring to their qi refining cultivation by telling stories every day.

But after all, this is only the mystery of these storytellers themselves, and Zhu Lingwu doesn't want to worry about anything.

"Well, what kind of news is expensive, what kind of news is cheap?"

Zhu Lingwu asked along with his words, in fact, he also wanted to know how to distinguish the levels of their selling news.

"Is this!haha, Master Zhu should just say what news he wants to buy first!"

The man dressed as an apprentice storyteller was sloppy, but he refused to carefully state the clear price of the news.

Zhu Lingwu thought about it slightly in his heart, and then spoke, "First news, I want to know where my clansmen are now? Second news, I want to know where the mountain gate of the Great Jin Pure Yang Sect is, or when they will open the mountain gate to accept disciples!"

The man dressed as a storyteller apprentice smiled slightly when he heard this, "Well, this first news, it will take two days, and the price can give Zhu Xiaoye a discount, just one hundred taels of gold! The second news, if you want to know the mountain gate of the Pure Yang Sect, then the price is not cheap, Zhu Xiaoye is afraid that he can't afford it, and he needs two lower-level spirit stones! However, the news of the opening of the mountain gate of the Pure Yang Sect to accept disciples is cheap, and five taels of gold is enough!"

After Zhu Lingwu heard this, his face deliberately looked embarrassed and thought about it, in fact, he didn't care too much about the whereabouts of the Zhu clan's clansmen who fled first, and now he deliberately inquired, just to make his previous statement appear true, without revealing his identity.

Now it seems that the organization behind these storytellers should have known their identities from the information they registered in Yiyang City.

As a child of the scholar clan who has been separated from the clan, asking about the whereabouts of the clansman is a normal performance, otherwise it will make these intelligence sellers suspicious.

The second question was the news that Zhu Lingwu wanted to really ask, but he didn't expect that just the location of the mountain gate of the Pure Yang Sect would cost two lower-rank spirit stones, and this price was really not cheap.

For the worldly scholars, spirit stones are also extremely rare, and they may not be completely absent, but most of these spirit stones are used to maintain the prohibition of the family's ancestral land.

And a scholar like Zhu Lingwu is generally unlikely to have a spirit stone in his person, so this storyteller disciple who sells news directly ruled out the possibility that Zhu Lingwu had a spirit stone.

Fortunately, the news about the opening of the Pure Yang Sect to accept disciples is not very expensive, and this news is not a secret thing after all.

"Spirit stones, do you want so much gold?" said Zhu Lingwu deliberately hesitantly.

This performance made the storyteller's disciple who sold the news smile slightly, and after he entered this elegant room, he was secretly looking at Zhu Lingwu.

It's just that Zhu Lingwu's whole body was covered by the traveling black cloak, and he couldn't tell if Zhu Lingwu was carrying much money.

And in these days, there are no silver tickets, banknotes and the like, and the average business traveler either carries some valuable jewelry, or needs to hire someone to carry a few carts of gold cakes, copper coins or something with him, as for the storage bag, it is not something that mortals can play.

Fortunately, the gold cake was also commonly used in the worldly trade of the Great Jin Dynasty, even if it was an ordinary copper coin, it could basically be used, but some feudal coins had to be revalued according to their fineness.

Now Zhu Lingwu obviously doesn't have so many things on his body, and what he can take out now is five taels of gold.

And unless this scholar has a storage bag on his body, in this case, maybe there will be other gains.

The storyteller's apprentice thought secretly in his heart, and then glanced at Zhu Lingwu's face with his eyes.

"Haha, there's no way, it's a small business, these news also took a lot of money to get! For example, Zhu Xiaoye's clansmen, if Zhu Xiaoye places an order, we will naturally send people to find it, so in two days, we will also spend a lot of costs! As for the location of the mountain gate of the Pure Yang Sect, this is the secret information of the immortal cultivation world, so naturally we can't use mundane things as a price!"

This storyteller's apprentice deliberately explained this to Zhu Lingwu, he really wanted to know how Zhu Lingwu would answer.

Zhu Lingwu pondered for a while as if he was thinking, and then spoke again, "Well, it's a pity that I don't have so much gold now, alas, I heard that it costs money to go to the True Martial Arts Temple in the city to verify your identity, if you don't have any money, you can go to the pawn shop in the city to pawn it for money! Alas, in fact, I don't have anything of value on me, I just don't know if these two bottles of pills can be exchanged for some money!"

Zhu Lingwu said in his mouth, and deliberately reached out and touched the cloak, which was actually two bottles of pills from the storage bag in his sleeve.

This pill is the first time he went to see the three ancestors of the Zhu family's seven rooms, he got Shui Lin Dan and Shi Pi Dan, these two pills may have been regarded as treasures by Zhu Lingwu in the past, but now they are also a little chicken.

I think that at the beginning, Zhu Lingwu, with the help of the Baishui Dao people in the seventh room, insisted on asking for these pills from the other two ancestors, as well as three paper crane charms, which can be regarded as extremely happy, but now these things, Zhu Lingwu really can't look at them.

Maybe the water Lin Dan given by the Baishui Dao people still has some effect, and if there is any injury, it can also be treated with pills.

But the Shipi Dan of the Shiping Daoist, if he really encountered the battle of the Qi Refiners, how could Zhu Lingwu dare to rely on the defensive power generated by this pill to resist the spells of others, that is, to those mortal martial artists, it would have some effect.

Unless it's the kind of point-to-point competition, maybe you can use the pill to increase your defense a little, but generally speaking, this kind of competition is still **, isn't it too wasteful.

So now Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but take them out, deliberately pretending not to understand the market, and preparing to exchange these pills for money.

These two pills are also in line with the identity of the children of the other clans, if he really takes the things obtained from the storage bags of those demon monks and Qinghuamen monks, he will be suspicious of his identity.

There is also a limit to what can be taken out of the hands of ordinary scholars, after all, it is only a family in the world.

The man dressed as a storyteller's apprentice saw Zhu Lingwu take out two bottles of elixir, and his heart couldn't help but be secretly happy, and said in his heart, it was really a fat pig of the scholar clan, well, I just don't know what grade of elixir it is.

In Zhu Lingwu's opinion, these pills are considered chicken ribs, but in the world, they are actually really valuable, especially in the hands of those mortal martial artists, they are even more extraordinary, comparable to the so-called elixir.

"Oh, it's not a loss to the young master from the Zhu family, well, in fact, we said that the teahouse can also buy such a pill, but I still need to taste it before I can bid!

"Oh, that's it! Well, but, when my ancestor gave me these two bottles of pills after my family built the foundation, he said that they were also precious things, and my ancestor also divided two bottles of me because of everyone's escape this time, so that I could use them for self-defense!

Zhu Lingwu deliberately made a reluctant look, and hesitated on his face for a moment before continuing, "Well, I have these two bottles of pills, one bottle is called Shui Lin Dan, which can treat internal and external injuries after being injured, and the other bottle is called Shi Pi Dan, which increases the defense of the body after taking it!

"Well, in this way, I also know these two elixirs, but I don't know what the grade is, but I can really exchange it for some money! However, Master Zhu, you still have to let me see it, so that I can give Master Zhu a price!"

When the man dressed as a storyteller's apprentice heard this, his eyes swept over the two pill bottles in Zhu Lingwu's hand, he really knew this kind of pill.

Zhu Lingwu thought about it, and poured out a pill from each of the two pill bottles, the water Lin Dan looked crystal clear like jade fat, like white cod liver oil, and Shi Pi Dan looked like the size of a fish skin peanut, and the surface looked ordinary.

With Zhu Lingwu's knowledge now, he also knows that these two kinds of pills are also medium-grade, the water lin dan contains natural innate water spiritual power, and the stone skin pill contains innate earth spiritual power, and some elixir medicinal power is added.

It's just that Zhu Lingwu really doesn't know the price of this elixir......