Hutao uses me to judge my performance

This is the first time that Jiang Bai has seen Hu Tao sell the business of Xiangshengtang to others.

I have to say, this hard-pressed salesmanship is awesome!

"I haven't told you yet, my name is Wu Cong, and I live in this mountain."

"I have been to this mountain many times, but it is rare to see any residents here."

"My ancestors once yearned to seek immortality, but it was hard to find the immortal road. We needed to "seek up and down, go up to heaven and enter earth". My ancestors passed the trial of "heaven", but were trapped in the trial of "earth"... …

"Later, they were unwilling to live here, so they lived in the Cloud's End Mountain. I also grew up here."

Wu Cong talked about the experience of his ancestors, and also briefly introduced why he lived in the mountains to the two.

"So that's how it is..." Hu Tao was stunned.

She had seen some ancient books that had recorded about Xunxian Wendao, but they had their own inheritance in the Hall of Expansion, so there was no need to go to Xun Xiandao.

"Is it really so difficult to ask immortals?" Jiang Bai was curious.

Without Wu Cong speaking, Hu Tao answered his question:

"Of course it's difficult, otherwise why would there be so many stories in the market about an ordinary person who was taught by an immortal and reached the pinnacle of life from then on?"

I took a break yesterday and went to the temple to burn incense sticks. I wish all my readers good health!

It snowed all day and I was freezing to death~~My feet were almost frozen to death...

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Chapter 54 How to Learn the Way of the True Monarch

Wu Cong also sighed, "Yeah... you still have the eyes of gods anyway, and you are the ones who are favored by the gods. For mortals like us, it is impossible to see immortals in our lifetime."

"So, when I heard that there was an immortal here to teach the way, I rushed here immediately, just to make up for the regrets of my ancestors..."

It's just that he has doubts about whether he can learn the martial arts of immortals.

His talent is not good, no matter how hard he tries, no matter how fast he swings his punches, he can't swing his punches invisible like an immortal, hitting a bull in the air.

His comprehension is not enough, and he can't feel the magic like the brother who came a while ago.

It is precisely because he is ashamed of himself that he deliberately practiced at a farther place to avoid hearing the sighs of the immortals to him.

"Speaking of which, what is the trial of heaven and earth?" Jiang Bai asked curiously.

"'Shangtian' is to board the floating island above Qingyunding."

"There is actually a floating island above Qingyunding?" Hu Tao raised his head to look at the top of Yunyunjian Peak, but the top was covered by thick clouds and mist, so he couldn't see anything.

Even she has heard no record of this.

"Yes. This matter is clearly described in the diary handed down by my ancestors." Wu Cong nodded, speaking quite affirmatively.

"The floating island is hidden in the clouds. If you want to make it visible, you have to climb to the top of the three towering peaks next to it and activate the mechanism. After activation, you need to go back to the top of Qingyunding to find the hidden in the clouds. the way……"

"It sounds so difficult..." Hu Tao sighed.

She knows how steep the mountains over there are. Some of the peaks are like a sharp sword piercing into the sky, perpendicular to the ground at 90 degrees, and there is no way up. If you want to climb to the peak, you have to Climb up the rock little by little.

"Yes! It took my parents three years to complete this trial..." Wu Cong sighed when he said it.

At that time, there was no such thing as the Wing of the Wind. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is as difficult as reaching the sky.

But even if they boarded the "heaven", they were trapped in the "earth".

"What about that place?"

Wu Cong shook his head, there are not many records in the diary, presumably they have not found it either.

"Is that so..."

While chatting with a few people, they soon saw the thatched hut standing in the mountains.

The thatched hut was quite simple, consisting of several wooden houses, covered with a thick layer of thatch.

In front of the house, a man stood there, without any movement, but "humming haha" in his mouth, looking like he was practicing hard.

Next to him was an old man wearing a straw hat, with a stooped figure and a dagger hanging from his waist, pointing and saying a few words to concentrate from time to time.

"Zhenjun, I brought my friends over!" Wu Cong said, attracting the attention of the two of them.

The old man raised his head, raised his bamboo hat, and showed a bright light in his eyes.

Although he looked old, but he acted sternly and vigorously, and he was an extraordinary person at first glance.

He took two steps forward, sized up the two of them, and said:

"I see these two little friends with amazed skeletons and extraordinary expressions. Could it be that they also heard about the old man's name and came to seek the old man's peerless martial arts?"

The corner of Jiang Bai's mouth twitched. How did this old man look at his bruised and swollen face and say the words extraordinary?

"You must be Zhenjun Thunderbolt! I have heard your name for a long time!"

Jiang Bai was still complaining in his heart, and Hu Tao had already moved over with a smile, as if seeing a high-quality customer, he took out his flyer.

"Qingshengtang is now launching a [-]% discount activity for entering the store with this flyer, I think you will definitely need it!"

"Huh?" The old man took the flyer, obviously taken aback by Hu Tao's move.

I thought you came to seek immortality to ask questions, but you ended up selling me a discount for rebirth?

He lowered his head to look at it. It was produced by the Hall of Rebirth, and the funeral method is optional, with a [-]% discount.

"I'll take a closer look later." He coughed lightly, and stuffed it into his sleeve as if nothing had happened.

"The two little friends haven't answered my question just now."

"To be honest, I just heard about the name of Zhenjun, so I came here to meet you." Jiang Bai came over at this time.

Although I don't know why Hu Tao sent this flyer to Shengtang to this person who seems to be a fairy, but the booing is definitely right.

The old man stroked his beard, looked up at the towering mountain peaks among the clouds, and a feeling of floating and distant spread from his body.

"The mortals who have entered the sky are all amazed, and their spirits are flying. The old man was overjoyed to see it, so he opened an altar here to accept disciples and preach."

The old man turned slightly, facing his humble thatched hut, and continued:

"There is a way that the sages and sages can't find them, so they go to the ruined temple to worship the old immortals!"

"Wow~" Hu Tao looked shocked, and little stars seemed to flash in his eyes, "I don't know what Taoism the true king taught?"

"Of course it's my unique martial arts method!"

"Can Zhenjun let me wait to see it?" Jiang Bai went up again.

"Yes, yes, I and other mortals have never seen a fairy cast a spell!" Hu Tao booed.

"That's it!"

Hu Tao and Jiang Bai left and right, and praised the Thunderbolt and Thunder Supreme Lord high.

The old man's expression remained unchanged, and he motioned for them to go to the side to rest.

"You have come a long way, let's take a rest here first, and I will demonstrate it to you after I adjust my breathing." After saying that, he walked into the hut with his hands behind his back.

The door of the hut was closed, Jiang Bai and Hu Tao looked at each other, and Hu Tao's little ghost came out and followed quietly.

Wu Cong didn't notice this scene, so he patted Jiang Bai's shoulder and sighed, "It seems that Zhenjun is in a good mood today, and he is very optimistic about you! You can learn a lot today."

"Really? Could it be that Zhenjun rarely demonstrates?" Jiang Bai asked curiously.

After seeing a real fairy like Mandrill, looking at the old man always feels almost meaningless.

There is no sense of alienation like Mandrill's feeling of being separated from the world, nor the sense of calm and indifference of being hidden in the city.

Although there is a bit of temperament, but the lack of temperament makes him feel a little deliberate.

In short, there are not enough B cells!

However, watching Wu Cong practice vigorously under the tree, his hands almost turned into propellers, maybe this old man has real skills?

"No, no, no!" At this moment, the man who had just been guided by the old man spoke.

He raised his chin slightly, folded his hands around his chest, "In fact, Zhenjun has shown it a few times just now, but his movements are too fast for ordinary people to notice."

Jiang Bai, Hu Tao: "???"

"Didn't you notice? The change of airflow when Zhenjun raised his hand. It was the hurricane produced after tens of thousands of punches. Although Zhenjun had used magic to slow down the power, some of it still leaked out, making me tremble. "

Chapter 55 This Inflation Is A Little Terrible

The man opened his hands, as if about to embrace the sky, with an excited and fanatical expression. When he said "shuddering", he curled up his arms, and his body trembled slightly.

Jiang Bai and Hu Tao stared at each other with big eyes.

"Did you feel it?"

"No."

"I didn't feel it either."

The two looked at Wu Cong together again.

Wu Cong was obviously also at a loss, but seeing the exaggerated expression and posture of A Ling next to him, he soon agreed.

"Sure enough, the power of a true monarch cannot be directly looked at by mortals."

"Ah this." Why does Jiang Bai feel that this peerless martial arts is like playing?

Is it really there or is it pretending to be a ghost? Jiang Bai dare not say. He has not been here for a long time. He doesn't know much about the world. If he says there is no but there is, it will be bad to be slapped in the face.

"Then how can I learn the Taoism of the True Monarch?"

"True Monarch is merciful. You only need [-] moras per month to learn the true Monarch's martial arts secrets!"

The man who answered the question looked moved, and even shed tears because of it, "It takes seven thousand molas to learn such an immortal method. The true king is so kind."

He called A Ling, who was born in a wealthy family in Liyue Port.

His body is lazy, he can't eat hard, and he can't bear tiredness.

He searched hard for a way to ascend to immortality that was neither hard nor tiring, and when he heard that there was an immortal preaching in Jueyun, he immediately asked his servant to carry him here to learn Taoism under the sect of Zhenjun.

At the request of Zhenjun, he dismissed his servants and studied here alone, and it has been more than two months.

Zhenjun's Taoism is just as he thinks, there is no need for hard dancing, nor hard punching.

Spend some time every day sitting cross-legged and meditating, and then spend some time imagining yourself punching at high speed, so that you can get started.

During this period, he deeply felt the unfathomableness of Zhenjun.

The true monarch's Taoism is far-reaching, and it is difficult for ordinary people to reach.

He has been studying for more than two months, even in his imagination, his punching speed is still very slow, and he has not reached the threshold required by the real king.

There is still a long way to go if you want to truly learn the Taoism of the True Monarch!

Jiang Bai didn't know the purchasing power of Qiqian Mora, so he looked at Hu Tao.

He leaned close to Hu Tao's ear and asked quietly: "Master, seven thousand Morado?"

"Not much, and you can buy 77 catties of rice, which is only enough for Xiangshengtang to eat for ten days."

Jiang Bai stretched out ten fingers and counted for a long time, and came to an amazing conclusion.

In this way, a catty of rice costs almost ninety moras!

That mora in his pocket might not buy anything!

Jiang Bai's eyes were full of resentment. He thought he could buy a piece of candy no matter how hard it was, but it turned out that he might not even be able to buy a piece of candy.

The hall master is too stingy.

Jiang Bai immediately thought of another question.

Judging from the weight of one mora, if you want to buy enough rice to last for half a month at the Xiangshengtang, do you have to use a cart to drag so many moras?

Then it's too inconvenient to trade like this, right?

"You are stupid! The face value is different!" Adhering to the concept of caring for the mentally handicapped younger brother, Hu Tao took out Mo La with different face value and put them in the palm of his hand.

The fronts of these moras are all engraved with the same pattern, but the colors are different.

etc!Why is this pattern so similar to the pattern on the ruins seen in Guyun Pavilion?