The copy of the universe from the journey to the west

Chapter 128: Temporarily Living in Taihe, the Chosen One in the West Chamber (asking for monthly tickets)
"Thank you, Taoist Master."

After Lu Chen thanked the Taoist priest, he went to the hall in front.

After passing the main hall and turning right, you will see a large sign that states where accommodation is available as well as the environment and conditions of the accommodation.

"There is no air conditioning or private bathroom in the mountain accommodation, so be careful when booking?"

Seeing such a sign, even Lu Chen was a little stunned.

Are there any advertising slogans like this?
Behind the sign, a young man in a suit and tie was sitting behind a table playing with his mobile phone, as if he was playing King of Glory.

Lu Chen stepped forward and asked about the price. The man was startled and came to his senses. He quickly put away his phone, looked around, and was relieved when he saw that Lu Chen was the only one there. It seemed that he had not been discovered by his leader.

"You want a place to stay, right? Have you seen the sign? There are two places to stay, one is a room in the mountain, and the other is a hotel at the foot of the mountain. Which one do you want to choose?"

"Let's go to the room in the mountains." Lu Chen said without hesitation.

Although the accommodation conditions in the mountains are not very good, at least you don’t have to go up and down the mountain.

"Ming Li."

The man in the suit called out to the side, and a young Taoist priest came over: "Brother Mingyuan."

The young Taoist priest bowed to the man in the suit.

Lu Chen was surprised to find out that the man in the suit was also a Taoist priest?
Mingyuan pointed at Lu Chen and said, "This layman wants to stay in the wing room. Take him to the west wing and find a room for him."

Then he asked Lu Chen, "Do you need a dormitory or a single room?"

"I'm alone and like quiet time." Lu Chen said.

"Two thousand yuan," Mingyuan said, pointing to a QR code on the table.

Lu Chen couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Two thousand dollars?

This is a money grab! ?

Mingli seemed to see Lu Chen's surprise, and said with a smile: "Although the accommodation cannot be improved, it has its own mysteries. Will the layman still stay?"

Lu Chen nodded. Although the marked price of two thousand yuan was a little expensive, it was not unacceptable.

Moreover, he also wanted to know what the "mystery" Mingyuan mentioned meant.

"My phone is out of battery and I don't have any cash on me. Where can I charge it?" Lu Chen took out his phone, pressed it a few times but it didn't turn on, proving that the phone was out of battery.

"Look, there's a self-service power bank over there. Go and scan it... Forget it, Mingli, please help me." Mingyuan said to Mingli.

The latter went over, scanned a power bank and handed it to Lu Chen. Although he looked calm on the surface, his eyes were staring straight at Lu Chen's phone.

Lu Chen felt amused in his heart, but after turning on the phone, he still said cheerfully: "Master Mingli, how much did you spend on the power bank just now? I'll scan it for you."

"Oh, it's just five dollars."

Although Mingyuan said this, his hands were not slow and he had already opened the payment code.

Lu Chen scanned the code and paid ten yuan, which was specially noted with the words "Thank you for your help, Taoist priest, no need to spread the word". Mingli was instantly delighted.

Apparently getting five more dollars was enough to make him happy.

This made Lu Chen curious, and he wanted to ask how much salary Taihe Mountain paid to these young Taoist priests every month?

Judging from the crowds of tourists visiting Taihe Mountain, they should have plenty of money.

But he could only think about this in his mind, as other people's situations had nothing to do with him.

Then he prepared to scan two thousand yuan to pay.

"Layman, do you want to stay longer?"

Mingyuan seemed to see that Lu Chen was not short of money, so he followed the QR code and said, "We still have places to stay in Taihe Mountain now, because the chosen ones have been coming down the mountain one after another in the past few days. In three days, there will be another dungeon mission. After the mission is over, the rooms will definitely be tight. If you want to stay here permanently, I suggest you apply for a three-day permanent stay here. It only costs 20% off a night, which can save money, and you don’t have to come here every day to check in."

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment. Is there a discount?
But thinking about it, he really wanted to stay here permanently, and it would take several days to finish reading all the scriptures in the Sutra Library, so he nodded: "Then let's do it for five days first."

Mingyuan looked delighted: "Okay, scan the code here. Do you need an invoice? Do I need to write the original price on the invoice? What company do I need to name it as?"

"……No."

Lu Chen suddenly felt like he was not practicing in a large sect, but was on a business trip.

Hasn’t Taihe Mountain been reformed?

By the way, it’s also a tourist attraction, so it needs to generate revenue too. That doesn’t matter.

Lu Chen used his mobile phone to scan the QR code and paid eight thousand yuan. Mingyuan then gave Lu Chen an electronic card, saying it was for electricity in the room.

This made Lu Chen feel that time was lost again.

At this moment, two more chosen ones came and also came to live in the house.

Mingyuan repeated what he had said just now, and the two chosen ones chose the single room without any surprise.

It just lasted one day.

Then he asked about the facilities in the room. When he heard that there was nothing in the room and it was just an ordinary Zen room, the short Chosen One became a little dissatisfied.

Mingyuan said: "It's written on the sign, the price is clearly marked, no one is cheated. The rooms in the mountain are all vacated after my sect was integrated. Although they have been renovated to a certain extent, if you want better accommodation conditions, you can only go down the mountain. I'm sorry, this layman."

"It's okay, let's go to the side room." The tall Chosen One next to him said directly, and the short one didn't say anything.

"Mingli, take the three lay Buddhists to the side rooms." Mingyuan ordered.

"Okay, senior brother."

Taoist Mingli took Lu Chen to the west wing. On the way, the short Chosen One asked curiously, "Master Mingli, can people in your mountains wear suits?"

Taoist Mingli did not stop walking, but bowed and said, "Layman, I have not yet truly entered the door. I am only a Taoist, not yet a Taoist priest. Senior Brother Mingyuan is a Taoist priest of Huoju, and he has his own family and career at the foot of the mountain. He came to the mountain only because we were short of manpower and came to help."

The short man was even more curious now: "I heard that Quanzhen Sect members are not allowed to get married?"

Mingli shook his head: "Perhaps other Quanzhen Taoist sects cannot marry, but we don't have such a rule in Taihe Mountain. The mountain gate just doesn't encourage it. We need to maintain a pure yang body, but it is not explicitly prohibited. The donor may have heard it wrong."

The short man nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

But after looking at Lu Chen who was silent beside him, he asked again: "Brother, are you also the Chosen One?"

Lu Chen nodded: "Three times the Chosen One."

"is it?"

The short man looked Lu Chen up and down. Now, anyone who is a chosen one would claim that he is the chosen one who has completed more than three missions.

Lu Chen didn't care whether he believed it or not, and stopped talking after he finished speaking.

The strength of these two chosen ones is not very strong, and the internal energy in their bodies is pitifully small. To call them third-rate experts is a bit of an exaggeration. At most, they can only complete three or four missions.

Lu Chen only reported a level equal to theirs. Seeing this, the short man pursed his lips, knowing that Lu Chen was unwilling to talk to him.

"Second brother." The tall man gave the short man a warning look, telling him to talk less.

The second brother opened his mouth, but after looking at Lu Chen, he said nothing.

Soon, the young Taoist priest Mingyuan led the three people to the west wing.

It is called the west wing, but in fact it is a courtyard with several entrances.

The rooms outside are already full of people, and it seems that most of them are chosen ones. Some are staying together to communicate, while others are competing and practicing martial arts on the roof.

Only then did Lu Chen understand what Mingyuan meant by the "mystery". Did it mean that there were many chosen ones here?
And they are all chosen ones who have completed multiple missions.

Yes, for many people, the chances of meeting other Chosen Ones with high mission frequency are indeed rare. Being able to be together, communicate, and build relationships are all good little opportunities.

Seeing the two people fighting on the roof, the young Taoist Mingyuan beside Lu Chen immediately became anxious and ran over to shout at the two Chosen Ones fighting on the roof: "Two monks, stop fighting! Our houses here are all old things and can't withstand the fight between monks! If you break them, you need to pay for it!"

"Hahaha! Taoist Mingyuan, don't worry, we won't destroy the items here, and even if we do, we have the money to compensate."

A 30-year-old middle-aged man laughed twice upon hearing this, but did not fight again. He stood aside and said to a bald man in front of him with a smile: "Master Liao Fang, how about we stop here today? We can fight again another day."

The bald man in front of him was actually a real monk!

"That's fine."

The monk Liao Fang on the opposite side put his hands together and nodded in agreement, then said to the young Taoist Ming Yuan below: "I am a newcomer and do not know the rules of Mount Taihe. I hope the Taoist priest will forgive me."

Mingyuan naturally hurriedly returned the greeting: "Ignorance is not a crime, it's okay, it's okay."

"A monk appeared in this Taoist den? Is it so strange?" The short man said to the big brother beside him with a funny feeling.

His elder brother gave him a fierce look. Sure enough, before he could say anything, a person who was watching the show in front of him turned his head and looked at the three people. He said with a mocking look in his eyes: "The name of Quanzhen has always been known as the sea that embraces all rivers. The founder of Taihe, Sanfeng Zhenren, was also a person who converted from Buddhism to Taoism. How come there can't be monks here? And you don't even know the name of Master Lefang? Where did you come from, you bumpkin?"

The short second brother was stunned when he heard this and said, "Did I talk to you? Why are you butting in?"

The man's expression changed, and his tone instantly turned cold: "Do you mean to say that I talk too much?"

Before he finished speaking, he stomped his foot suddenly, and a stone on the ground was bounced back and flew up. The man grabbed the stone and flicked it, and the stone flew towards the second brother as fast as an arrow.

The short guy didn't react at all. He just felt a pain on the side of his neck. He reached out his hand and felt a handful of blood.

"You want to kill me? You're looking for death!" The short second man's expression changed.

"Stop talking!"

The tall eldest brother was really speechless about his second brother. He quickly pushed the second brother to the back, clasped his hands together, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, senior, my second brother's words were not gentle, please forgive me."

"Humph! You are speaking sensibly. If this happened in the Dungeon of the Universe, your brother would have been dead long ago!"

The man sneered, "You still want to kill him? If I really wanted to kill you, you would have been a corpse on the ground. I don't know how you survived the dungeon."

Everyone else was watching the show.

All those present are chosen ones, and none of them has completed less than three missions.

Basically, every one of them has internal strength.

Who doesn’t have pride?
In the modern society at the foot of the mountain, they could still maintain some order, but now everyone is in the mountain, and those present are all chosen ones, so the thought of comparison naturally arises.

How many of those who have fought their way out of the dungeons of the heavens are easy to get along with?
If they were not constrained by the rules of Taihe Mountain, it would be unacceptable if one or two people were not carried out from the West Wing every day.

Taoist Mingyuan also reacted at this time and quickly warned: "Dear donors, fighting is prohibited in the West Wing!"

Then he said to the man who had just attacked, "Donor Hua, Uncle Xu Yan said a few days ago that you have a violent temper and need to recite Taoist scriptures and attack as little as possible, otherwise your internal energy will riot more. And Donor Hua, I will inform the elders in the mountain about your attack this time. If you attack again, you will not be able to continue living in the West Wing."

The man nodded and said nonchalantly, "I know. Isn't this just explaining the rules to the newcomers? Let them know that this is not the foot of the mountain. Are you showing off here? You're in the wrong place."

The young Taoist priest Mingyuan felt helpless in his heart, knowing that this man probably did not intend to continue living in the mountains, so he began to act more relaxed.

However, he also knew that what this person said was true.

The mentality of many newly arrived chosen ones has not yet changed from the admiring gazes of ordinary people at the foot of the mountain.

So he is a little arrogant in his actions and words.

But we are all arrogant people, and who is more arrogant can only be determined by actions.

"Master Mingyuan, you can go first. We are watching over here. Don't worry, nothing will happen."

The middle-aged man on the roof used his lightness skills to land on the ground, and said to the young Taoist Mingyuan with a smile.

"In that case, I'll trouble you, Donor Sun."

After Taoist Priest Mingyuan pointed out three houses to Lu Chen and the other two, he left. It was obvious that such frequent fights were the norm in the west wing.

This West Wing seems to have its own set of rules.

"Three of you, my name is Sun Tianqi, the Chosen One. Well, everyone present here is the Chosen One, and basically everyone has completed three missions as their bottom line. A few of you are new here, so why don't you get to know each other?"

Sun Tianqi looked at the three people.

The tall Chosen One was stunned: "Sun Tianqi? Such a familiar name."

Sun Tianqi smiled when he heard this: "My name in the dungeon world is the Great Sage Equaling Heaven."

Before the tall Chosen One could speak, the short man next to him asked in surprise, "The Monkey King, one of the top 500 in the country?"

This name is very easy to remember. Of course, the aliases chosen by the Chosen Ones are varied, so Lu Chen is not surprised.

Names like Sun Wukong, Tang Monk, Zhu Bajie, etc., all have their names on the Chosen One’s mission list.

The smile on Sun Tianqi's face froze instantly.

Top 500 in the country?
You are conducting a corporate selection here!

He couldn't help but cough twice and said, "Please introduce yourselves."

The tall man nodded and clasped his fists. "My name is Zhang Quan, and this is my younger brother, Zhang Zhen. Our father liked Quanzhen Sect when he was young, so he gave us these names. Now that we have become the Chosen Ones, we two brothers came to take a look. We heard that Taihe Mountain is recruiting people, so we two brothers came to take a look."

"Are you really brothers?" a chosen one nearby asked curiously.

It is true that Zhang Quan and Zhang Zhen look very different. One is as strong as a bull and tall, while the other is as skinny as a monkey.

"I take after my mother, and my brother takes after my father," said Zhang Quan.

The man nodded slightly, then suddenly froze.

Did I hear it wrong just now?
Why do I feel like something is wrong?
Lu Chen next to him was shocked.

Looking at the physiques of these two people, and then thinking about their parents... well, this combination is actually understandable.

　I may not be able to maintain the 10,000-word update schedule in the next few days. My broken finger is inflamed, and typing one word at a time is too slow. I've been typing using voice for two days, and I just don't have the same feeling as typing on a normal keyboard. I'll still probably write 6,000 to 8,000 words a day. I hope you can forgive me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)