A few months later, on this day, a small shop opened in a low-key manner in Chang'an City, the largest city in Zhongzhou close to the Western Regions.
Although this small shop opened in an extremely low-key manner, and did not even hold the opening celebration that it should have. It just opened quietly, but customers came to the door very quickly.
Early in the morning that day, several Taoist priests walked into the shop. The receptionist was also extremely polite and quickly welcomed us into the back hall.
The person who received these Taoists was a rather capable female shopkeeper.
As soon as the Taoist saw the female shopkeeper, he said with emotion:
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, Gong Xianzi's business is really getting bigger and bigger, and he even moved his head office to Chang'an City. This saves a few experienced people from having to travel thousands of miles."
Gong Xiaoyue, who is sitting at the top, is wearing a dark satin green dress with white flowers embroidered on the train. Her black hair was tied into a bun, with a jade hairpin stuck diagonally on it.
And her extremely flexible eyes, combined with her fairly beautiful appearance, further accentuate her simple, capable, fresh and elegant temperament.
I saw her welcoming everyone to sit down, first making tea with her own hands, and demonstrating an amazing tea art. After handing Taoist Priest Wu Yun a drink each, he opened his mouth and said with a smile:
"Taoist Priest Wuyun is opening a new store. Baba is the first one to come to the door today. I'm afraid it's not only to save him from traveling thousands of miles, but also to make it harder for the slave family to lower the price later, right?"
Taoist Priest Wuyun was not unhappy at all when Gong Xiaoyue exposed him. Instead, he took a sip of the first tea brewed by Gong Xiaoyue and said approvingly:
"Just because the shopkeeper of the palace is willing to serve this thousand-year-old soul-cleansing tea to the guests, this little old Taoist's trip was not in vain."
Then, with a change of style, he vomited bitterness and said:
"Fairy Gong knows that I have dozens of people here to eat. And my Black Cloud Temple spiritual vein is too weak, so I can only count on the Black Cloud Fruits that are produced once a month on the top-grade Black Cloud Tree on the third level of the back mountain. It sold for a good price.”
"What's hateful is that although this Dark Cloud Fruit is good, there aren't many places where it can be used, so it's often priced out by those big sects!"
"Old Taoist didn't hide it from Fairy Gong. Fortunately, he found the shopkeeper of Gong a few months ago. With Fairy Gong's help, Lao Tao and his disciples finally came to help one by one."
"To be honest, with the help of the Palace Manager, and the Dark Cloud Fruit Tree, once the old master runs out of life in the future, they will be able to walk without any worries!"
Gong Xiaoyue took a closer look at Taoist Wuyun in front of her. The corners of her eyes and brows were covered with a frosty color, and even the Yintang was slightly black. This was obviously a sign that the end was approaching.
To say that Taoist Wuyun is a very capable person, he was able to create a new sect in Zhongzhou from a mere casual cultivator.
Although this sect is extremely small, its spiritual veins are also at the lowest level. But to be able to start a career in such a prosperous place in Zhongzhou, his ability, scheming, and skills are considered to be first-rate among casual cultivators.
It's a pity that although Taoist Wuyun has good intentions, he has no talent in cultivating the Taoism. So far, he is only a foundation-building monk. It seems that what Taoist Wu Yun said just now may not be without reason, but he is already thinking about his own death.
Thinking of this, Gong Xiaoyue's soul stirred, and she asked quietly: "Lao Ta, you said last time that there was a lost secret recipe in the ghost realm ten thousand years ago, and the main ingredient was this dark cloud fruit, but is it true?"
In Gong Xiaoyue's soul, a voice with perfect energy came through: "I am the spirit of the Ten Thousand Years Pagoda. Why did you lie to a yellow-haired girl like you?"
"Just buy it with confidence and boldness. As long as you can find the remaining auxiliary ingredients in the future, you can start making alchemy. When the time comes, I guarantee you a huge profit!"
After finishing speaking, the pagoda spirit seemed impatient and fell silent again.
Gong Xiaoyue got the exact news from Ta Ling, and felt more confident, then she smiled slightly at Taoist Wuyun and said:
"What the Taoist said is right. I see that you are in good spirits. If you maintain good health, I believe that your life span of twenty or thirty years will be fine."
Taoist Wu Yun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The old Taoist has a life of hard work. He can't even think about it in twenty or thirty years. If he can have a good life for another two or three years, the old Taoist will be satisfied."
"As for this dark cloud fruit..."
"Taoist Priest, please rest assured. As long as your sect's Wu Yun Guo is full of spiritual energy, our store will be open to purchase it." Gong Xiaoyue knew that this Wu Yun Guo had become a worry for Taoist Priest Wu Yun.
At that time, he took possession of this smallest spiritual land because he was interested in this third-level high-grade spiritual tree. In the future, as long as this spiritual tree can be maintained and upgraded, the level of the entire spiritual land will be upgraded. By that time, the entire Wuyun Temple will be on the right track.
But Taoist Priest Wuyun never imagined that although the Wuyun Tree was a third-level high-grade spiritual tree, the Wuyun Fruit it produced was so infrequently used that it was impossible to make ends meet.
In this way, when he is a foundation-building monk, he may be able to maintain the expenses of the entire sect.
But in case he dies, the group of Qi Refining monks below may not have much source of income, and they will have to subsidize the expenses of upgrading the spiritual tree. By that time, I am afraid that these disciples and grandchildren will not be able to maintain the spiritual veins and sect that he spent half a lifetime to gain.
But then again, if this spiritual land didn't have such a huge flaw, in Zhongzhou, where every inch of land is precious, how could such a bargain fall on him?
Therefore, over the years, Wuyun Temple and Wuyun Tree have become the worry of Taoist Priest Wuyun. So as soon as Gong Xiaoyue saw Wuyundao talking about Wuyunguo in his long words, she quickly made a guarantee to reassure him.
Hearing Gong Xiaoyue's exact words, Taoist Priest Wuyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking secretly in his heart that with Shopkeeper Gong's assurance, Wuyun Temple will finally be able to defend it after he passes away in the future.
However, after thinking about it, he still felt uneasy, gritted his teeth, took out a wooden box that had been prepared a long time ago, pushed it over and said:
"The new store of Gong Xianzi has been opened, and I have nothing to congratulate. Here is a talisman refined by the Jindan monk. I will give it to the shopkeeper Gong as a congratulation!"
Gong Xiaoyue took the wooden box and opened it, calling out softly: "Isn't this the talisman of the Thousand Spirits and Hundreds of Waterfalls Needle? I heard that this talisman is your life-saving weapon, Taoist Priest Wuyun. How come you took it out so easily?" "
Taoist Priest Wu Yun shook his head and said sadly: "This talisman was used by the Taoist several times in fights with others when he was young. Later, Zhongzhou was safe and sound, and it has been lying in the Taoist's storage bag."
"To be honest, as the years have gone by, Lao Dao's thoughts of fighting have become less and less. This time it happened to be the relocation of the Palace Fairy. Lao Dao and other things have successively replaced cultivation materials over the years, and subsidized these Disciples, disciples, and grandchildren.”
"Now there is still such a treasure that is reasonably obtainable, as long as the fairy doesn't find it too shabby!"
Gong Xiaoyue carefully put away the wooden box and said with a smile: "Giving goose feathers from thousands of miles away is a gift that weighs more than friendship. Priest Wuyun's gift is a thousand times more valuable than the goose feathers. Xiaoyue would like to thank Taoist Priest first. "
"Let's do this, Xiaoyue makes the decision. In the future, as long as your black cloud fruit is willing to be sold to small shops, the small shops will pay a 10% increase in price."
Taoist Priest Wu Yun was still a little bit sad for the talisman he gave away, but when he heard Gong Xiaoyue say this, he suddenly showed a grateful look and said:
"No wonder Gong Xianzi can make the business bigger and bigger. With this courage, the old Taoist admires her greatly."
Gong Xiaoyue shook her head with a smile and said: "Whatever the Taoist priest said, Xiaoyue has just moved to Chang'an. Everyone said that it is not easy to live in Chang'an. How will Xiaoyue's business in the future depend on the Taoist priest's help? Publicity is.”
"Absolutely!" Taoist Priest Wuyun was obviously in a happy mood, twisting his beard and saying:
"Then Fairy Gong will give the old Tao a good price for the Wuyung Fruit this time!"
