Chapter 780: Bai Ze's Reminder

"I want to return to vulgarity!"

Xiaomeng was heartbroken with grief and indignation, only felt that the white-clothed figure standing on the railing on the second floor was simply...too hot-eyed!

"Huh? This young man... is very extraordinary! There are such people in the Western Regions?"

Master Xuanci saw the young man in white on the second floor, his eyes flickered with surprise, "This young man actually has perfect cultivation of nine orifices, and he has already begun to refine the entrance and polish the inner scene. Once heaven and man are united, the inner scene will be perfect , you can step up to the sky in one step and step into the realm of location."

"The Western Regions... there are such young heroes? This level of cultivation and strength is no worse than the number one 'Invisible Sword' He Jiu!"

Master Xuanci spoke very highly of this boy in white.

"Isn't it worse than number one on the list?"

Xiaomeng doesn't know how powerful the number one person is. But... that frightening Daluo demon girl Gu Xiaosang, she is only number four on the list.

In terms of rankings, the Invisible Sword He Jiu must be stronger than Da Luo Demon Girl Gu Xiaosang!

This "pretentious criminal" in front of me is so powerful?

Not only is his image inferior to others, but his strength is also far inferior. Xiaomeng's heart is so depressed!

"Shopkeeper, come to the third room."

Turning his head away from the hot-eyed figure, Xiao Meng went to the counter, took out an ingot of silver, put it on the counter, and yelled at Qu Jiuniang, a woman in black behind the counter.

"Five taels of silver a night, not enough money!"

Qu Jiuniang glanced at an ingot of ten taels of silver on the counter, rolled her eyelids, didn't raise her head, and simply ignored it.

"Ten taels of silver is not enough? You are robbing! What's more... this attitude is really bad!"

Xiaomeng's heart became even more depressed!

But... he is not blind.

For a young and beautiful woman to open a store with the title of "the first shop in Hanhai" in such a chaotic place as Liushaji, it is definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

"Come to three upper rooms!"

Taking out another ingot of silver, Xiao Meng thought to himself: "Brother, it's public funds! Brother has plenty of money!"

"Only two!"

The woman in the black dress quickly flicked her sleeves, and the two ingots of silver disappeared instantly.

"Two rooms...you charged twenty taels!"

Xiaomeng felt that it was necessary to remind him. No matter how "public money" is, it can't be slaughtered like this! Does brother look like a fat sheep?

"Based on head count, five taels per person! There are five taels left... Don't you guys have dinner?"

The reason Qu Jiuniang gave... is simply impossible to refute.

"Then... two vegetarian chickens! A plate of roast lamb!"

The Shaolin monks in this world do not abstain from meat or meat, but from things with a strong smell like ginger, onion, and garlic.

"Not enough money! Five taels of silver can only eat steamed buns. If you want to eat chicken or roast lamb, you have to add another twenty taels!"

Qu Jiuniang replied in a flat tone, her attitude...was still so bad.

"I……"

Xiao Meng was annoyed, and was about to say directly, "I don't want to eat anymore", when out of the corner of his eye, he saw the pretender on the second floor, holding a glass of steaming red wine in his hand.

"It's so pretentious! He even drank red wine!"

In this respect, should he be compared? Xiao Meng naturally quit. Anyway, it is "public money", how can it be suppressed by others?

There is no way to drink! But vegetarian chicken and roast lamb, and a pot of clear tea, although a little expensive, are still normal consumption!

After taking out a few more ingots of silver, Qu Jiuniang nodded and threw out two keys, "The food will be delivered later."

"Where did that person upstairs... come from?"

After spending eighty taels of silver, Xiaomeng thought he was also a big customer, and asking the boss for some information was considered a big customer's benefit.

"'Ice River Swordsman' Bai Ze."

Qu Jiuniang smiled faintly, "This news is free. If you want to know more, you have to pay!"

"It's so dark!"

A total of eighty taels of silver was spent, and the treatment of a big customer is to know a name, even if it is "public money", it made Xiaomeng feel heartbroken.

“The most expensive thing here is tea!”

After seeing Xiaomeng finished processing, Master Xuanci said something, "In a place like Quicksand, there is no shortage of cattle and sheep, mutton is very cheap, and vegetarian chicken is more expensive. Tea, especially clear tea, is even more expensive. ! The price is reasonable!"

"The disciple understands!"

As a time traveler, how can Xiao Meng not know the truth of "rare things are more expensive"? It's just... I saw someone else drinking red wine just now, so I couldn't resist ordering a pot of green tea.

Stepping up to the second floor, the glaring figure in white was still standing there.

"Ice River Swordsman Bai Ze, what is his origin?"

Seeing this figure, Xiao Meng frowned slightly. This is the first time he has truly traveled the rivers and lakes, and the master let him train him, so he naturally has to think about it.

"Hopefully it won't have any impact on our trip."

It's normal for quacks to disagree with each other and draw their swords at each other. Xiao Meng walked up and down, secretly raised his vigilance.

"The three are Shaolin eminent monks? Bai Ze has met three masters."

To Xiaomeng's surprise, this guy who looked as cold as ice was not as arrogant as he guessed, but greeted the three of them with a smile.

"Amitabha!"

The three of Xiaomeng clasped their hands together and saluted, which was regarded as a salute.

"Here in the Western Regions, Shaolin eminent monks are rare!"

"Bai Ze" shook the crystal cup, and the dark red wine was rippling, "It is said that... the crying old man in Dawailing has reappeared in the Jianghu. I don't know if it has anything to do with you."

After saying this, Bai Ze nodded with a smile, turned around and returned to the room, ignoring the three of Xiao Meng.

"Crying old man? Why?"

Xiao Meng just felt baffled.

But...he found that his master, Master Xuanci, after hearing the name "Crying Old Man", his face was gloomy, and he felt a little cold.

"Master, you..."

Back in the room, after the three sat down, Xiao Meng looked at Master Xuanci with a puzzled face and asked in a low voice.

"Amitabha!"

After chanting the Buddha's name, Xuanci let out a long breath, and his face gradually returned to normal.

"I have been practicing for decades, and after hearing this name as a teacher, I still can't meditate!"

There was a faint look of grief in his eyes, Xuanci let out a long sigh, and said: "Crying old man, he is the enemy of the teacher!"

Xuanci narrated without sadness or joy, telling the whole story.

It turned out that before Xuan Ci became a monk, he was also a martial arts hero. Because of a heroic act of righteousness, he killed an evil spirit, but unexpectedly, that evil spirit was the disciple of the crying old man.

Then, disaster struck. Overnight, the weeping old man wiped out Xuanci's entire family.

The crying old man was the master of the Seventh Heaven at that time, and Xuanci, who was before becoming a monk, was no match at all, and had no hope of revenge at all.

The heartbroken Xuanci met Shaolin abbot Master Kongwen by accident, was converted by Kongwen, and became a disciple of Shaolin.

After decades of meditation practice, the hatred in Xuanci's heart still hasn't faded.

"The weeping old man has reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and the hatred between him and me is endless. Entering the vast sea this time is entering the territory of the crying old man. You must be careful and don't run around!"

Xuan Ci's expression was calm, but the rosary beads in his hands seemed to be spinning a little faster.

There must be a battle!

At this moment, Xiaomeng felt a little solemn in his heart.

The master is the pinnacle of the sixth heaven on location, half of his foot has stepped into the grandmaster realm. Compared with the grandmaster crying old man in the seventh heaven, his cultivation base is still a bit worse.

Master must win!

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