My timeless tavern

Chapter 45 Three Hundred Years of Taoism

Yan Chixia's questions were the same as those of most people who entered the tavern for the first time.

Facing his suspicious look, Su Luo smiled and was about to speak, but heard another person explain it for him.

"This place is the time and space tavern, the place that connects all the heavens and worlds!"

Su Luo turned his head to look at Uncle Jiu who was speaking, smiled and nodded.

Uncle Jiu quickly raised his hands to signal, then turned to look at Yan Chixia.

He was quite shocked by the strength displayed by this Taoist priest who looked exactly like Zhong Kui, and he couldn't help but want to make friends with him.

"Who are you?" Yan Chixia looked at Uncle Jiu and frowned slightly.

He could tell that this short-haired man was a fellow-minded person, but this guy's cultivation was really ordinary.

"My friends all call me Uncle Jiu, you can just call me Ah Jiu," Uncle Jiu said, "And I'm just a mediocre Taoist!"

Yan Chixia nodded, thinking that this guy was self-aware.

Isn't it just mediocrity for a person with such a small amount of cultivation at his age?
"What are the heavens and realms you are talking about?" he asked.

"Master Yan, haven't you noticed that you and I are from different worlds?" Uncle Jiu said.

Yan Chixia's heart moved and she looked around carefully.

The decor inside the tavern was indeed different from anywhere he had ever been.

This place is obviously not the underworld where ghosts live, and it doesn't seem to be the same as the heaven where immortality is faint.

Uncle Jiu had already begun to introduce the world he was in.

The dynasty is coming to an end, great powers and warlords coexist, ghosts are everywhere, and the people are in dire straits.

He also talked about Qin Shihuang and the world where Xiao Longnu lived.

"There are no monsters or ghosts?"

Yan Chixia's eyes were full of disbelief when she heard Uncle Jiu's description of the world of Great Qin and the Divine Eagle.

Uncle Jiu nodded solemnly: "You will know when Master Yan meets them."

Yan Chixia subconsciously glanced at Nie Xiaoqian beside her and sighed: "How lucky we would be if there were no ghosts!"

Uncle Jiu disagreed: "The human heart is more terrifying than ghosts!"

"Yes." Nie Xiaoqian interrupted weakly.

Yan Chixia glanced at her, saw the female ghost shrinking back, and nodded in approval: "People know that ghosts are scary, and ghosts know that people's hearts are poisonous."

Nie Xiaoqian was about to speak but hesitated, but looking at Yan Chixia's ferocious look, she finally did not dare to speak and just looked at Su Luo secretly.

She had already realized that this mysterious young man with short hair was countless times more powerful than the bearded Taoist priest in front of her.

More importantly, he didn't look at himself differently.

Uncle Jiu happened to shift the topic to Su Luo.

He introduced to Yan Chixia: "Mr. Su is the owner of the Time and Space Tavern. He knows everything and is omnipotent!"

Seeing Yan Chixia's look, Su Luo smiled and nodded, but secretly wondered when Uncle Jiu could boast so well.

He just recently indulged in some film and television works.

"But the most amazing ones are those wines," Uncle Jiu pointed at the wine list. "Each wine has incredible abilities. Hero Yan might as well give it a try."

Yan Chixia followed his gaze and saw the Ancestral Bloodline Wine at first glance.

When he saw that this glass of wine could increase his life span by five thousand years, he was extremely surprised even though he was used to the wind and rain.

Then he looked at the various blood demon wines and werewolf wines, and there was a murmur in his heart.

It wasn't until he saw the incomplete copy of "Maoshan Taoism" and twenty years of Taoism that he became interested again.

"Can this kind of wine really increase your spiritual conduct?" Yan Chixia looked at Su Luo.

"Of course." Su Luo nodded.

Uncle Jiu said from the side: "I originally only had twenty years of Taoism, and it would take a lot of effort to deal with a zombie that had just transformed into a corpse. But since I drank a glass of twenty-year Taoism wine, I will not be able to deal with that kind of zombie again." I can make a zombie out of it with one hand.”

Yan Chixia's eyes looked strange, thinking, is this guy so weak?
However, he was a little itchy about this kind of wine that could increase his spiritual conduct.

He then looked at the remaining wine.

When he glanced at the Dragon Warrior wine, his eyes lit up.

It can actually increase your comprehension by 500 points!
As a monastic, he is very aware of the importance of understanding.

Comprehension is mostly predetermined by nature, and there are very few things that can increase it the day after tomorrow. He has always been envied by his peers, but according to the evaluation of the tavern, his intelligence is only in his early 200s.

With this level of understanding, wouldn’t it be possible to easily understand any technique?

With the few techniques at hand, I can probably understand them to a more advanced level.

but……

"What is a space-time coin?" Yan Chixia asked.

Su Luo smiled and said: "Master Yan can sell valuable items on his body to the tavern, so that he can get time and space coins."

After getting his approval, the value of various items on Yan Chixia's body was also appraised.

[Three hundred years of Taoism, worth 7500 space-time coins. 】

["Xuanyuan Sword Jue", worth 10000 space-time coins. 】

["Taiyi's Curse to Avert Sins, Kill Demons and Protect Oneself", worth 10000 space-time coins. 】

[Diamond Sutra, worth 10000 space-time coins. 】

["Qimen Dunjia Technique", worth 5000 space-time coins. 】

After seeing the numbers in the light screen, Yan Chixia didn't feel anything yet, but Uncle Jiu couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He calculated silently in his mind and got an exaggerated number.

More than 40,000 space-time coins!

He suddenly became the richest man in the tavern!
Uncle Jiu's face was full of envy.

If he had so many space-time coins, why would he have to work hard every day to look for ghosts?

Especially those skills worth tens of thousands of space-time coins made him yearn for them.

After Yan Chixia confirmed with Su Luo that it would not have any impact on her body, she decided to sell it with a wave of her hand.

Later, he spent two thousand space-time coins to buy the Dragon Warrior wine that he had long admired.

Holding the wine glass, he was about to turn around when he suddenly saw the wine list refreshed.

"Hey, three hundred years of Taoism."

After seeing the extra wine, Yan Chixia suddenly understood its origin.

Without much hesitation, he spent 7,500 space-time coins to buy this glass of wine.

His moral conduct is actually not that profound.

If he didn't have a few magical weapons on his body, he wouldn't even dare to set foot in Lanruo Temple.

Even so, he was not absolutely sure that he could defeat the tree demon entrenched in Lanruo Temple.

But if we can really gain three hundred years of Taoism now, dealing with that tree demon will be a piece of cake.

Holding two glasses of wine, Yan Chixia sat down at a seat.

Uncle Jiu was a little disappointed when he saw that Yan Chixia had no intention of treating him, so he had to follow him silently.

Such an accomplished person would not miss the chance to make friends with him.

But he began to miss Qin Shihuang, who had not appeared in the tavern for several days.

Brother Zheng is so generous!
Yan Chixia took the lead in picking up the Dragon Warrior wine.

The wine is clear and exudes a light fragrance.

He took a gentle sniff, said "good wine", and then took a big sip.

The taste of wine was obviously to his liking.

After praising it several times, he drank up a glass of Dragon Warrior wine.

A flash of spiritual light bloomed in my brain, and many problems in practice were instantly solved.

Yan Chixia's eyes lit up and she was extremely excited.

He drew his sword, holding another cup of 300-year-old Daoxing wine in one hand and dancing with the sword in the other.

"The way is the way, the way is the way, the way is the way, the way of heaven, the way of humanity, the way of the sword..."

Uncle Jiu was stunned.

Could it be that my cultivation is shallow because I don’t know how to be drunk?

(End of this chapter)