"Practice exercises?"
Mu Ning was stunned at first, but then said: "Cultivation techniques are the foundation for Yuan Xiu to settle down and make a living. No one, whether it is the sect or Yuan Xiu himself, will spread the word. Most of the cultivation techniques that are circulated are of low grade or are false. It’s full of mistakes and can’t be practiced at all. I wonder what level of practice techniques Brother Yang needs? Most of the grades of practice techniques that can be obtained in Danxia Town are yellow-level, middle and low-level, and the higher-level ones are often incomplete. , I’m afraid I won’t be able to catch Brother Yang’s eyes.”
In Mu Ning's impression, Lin Yang was a hidden figure. He preconceptionally believed that what Lin Yang needed must be high-level cultivation techniques.
Before going down the mountain, Lin Yang had done some homework and knew that the cultivation techniques were divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow, and each level had three levels: upper, middle and lower. For example, the Danxia Sect's inherited skill - "Qingyuan Gong" is a lower-level skill at the prefecture level. In Qianzhou, it can be regarded as the top skill.
"Brother Mu is joking. Yang is not even a Yuanxiu now, so how can he be picky about practicing the exercises." Lin Yang deliberately emphasized that he was not a Yuanxiu. He knew that Mu Ning had guesses about his identity. And doubtful, sometimes it is true and false, and the truth is often not regarded as a lie. He just wants to create an unfathomable impression on Muning.
Mu Ning is indeed a little confused about Lin Yang now. He also knows that what he saw twice may not be Lin Yang's true face, and the name he reported may also be false, but he and Lin Yang only have a business relationship, and these have nothing to do with it. critical. For businessmen, Yuanshi is the most important.
"Brother Yang really doesn't show his face!" Mu Ning laughed and said: "Since Brother Yang asked the question, I naturally know everything. In Danxia Town, due to the control of the Danxia Sect, practicing Kung Fu is prohibited in Danxia Town It is sold online. There is only one place in Danxia Town where you can buy the cultivation techniques, but if no one recommends it, strangers will not be able to go here. Brother Yang came to ask me, so he is asking the right person."
Lin Yang secretly thought that he was lucky. If he followed his previous idea and spent time asking around, it would probably be a waste of time.
"Brother Mu is indeed Yang's nobleman, so I have Brother Mu to recommend him to me." Lin Yang said with a smile, and at the same time bowed his hand to Mu Ning.
"Brother Yang, you're welcome. It's just a little effort. It's just a little effort." Mu Ning also responded, adding: "But this place is different from ordinary stores. They open at midnight and close at midnight every day. If you miss this time, you have to wait until the next day."
"It's only open for one hour a day." Lin Yang couldn't help but become curious about this place. He asked, "Brother Mu, can you tell me in detail what this place is?"
Mu Ning intended to get closer to Lin Yang and said cheerfully: "I wonder if Brother Yang has ever heard of a saying: Ming Baoli, Dark Night Island."
Lin Yang replied: "I have dealt with Baoli Pavilion before, but this is the first time I have heard of Ye Island."
"Brother Yang is not a businessman, so it is normal that he has not heard the name of Night Island." Mu Ning laughed, and then said: "When it comes to Qianzhou business community, most people may think of Baoli Pavilion at the first time, because Baoli Pavilion Semicolons are spread all over Qianzhou, with the largest scale and the strongest financial resources. However, there is also a business called Yedao, whose strength is almost the same as that of Baoli Pavilion. However, Yedao is not like Baoli Pavilion, secular and Yuan Dynasty. Xiu takes care of both sides, Ye Dao only deals with Yuan Xiu's business, and his actions are unique and secretive, so he is not known to the public. He is the one who really made a fortune in silence."
"No wonder I have never heard of the name of Night Island." Lin Yang nodded and said: "In that case, I will not disturb Brother Mu for now. I will come to see Brother Mu before Xu Shi and ask Brother Mu to introduce him to me. "
Having said this, Lin Yang stood up and said goodbye to Mu Ning. It was still early in Lixu, so Lin Yang wanted to go to Danxia Town for a walk first.
"Easy to say, easy to say." After finishing speaking, Mu Ning sent Lin Yang out of a shop.
Lin Yang came to Danxia Town only to practice the Kung Fu. Now that he has started to practice the Kung Fu, he wandered around Danxia Town aimlessly, not only to kill time, but also to increase his knowledge.
The sun is getting higher and higher, and the flow of people in Danxia Town is gradually getting crowded.
Lin Yang followed the crowd. If he encountered something new and novel, he would stay and watch. The last time he came to Danxia Town, because he was in a hurry to sell pills, he had no extra time to pay attention to other things. Now, he had a lot of time to appreciate the scenery of Danxia Town. He walked around, visiting the weapon shop and the spiritual herb stall.
He even saw some people selling yuan beasts, but they were just some yuan beast cubs, dejectedly chained up, with an iron cage added outside. Lin Yang knew that these little guys, no matter how well-behaved or sickly they looked now, were pitiable, when they grew up, they would be capable of breaking mountains and cracking ground and making waves.
In addition to the shop stalls selling Yuanxiu items, there are many shops and stalls in Danxia Town that sell ordinary goods, including fruit sellers, clothes sellers, restaurants and tea shops, etc. Anyway, they have everything, whether it is Yuanxiu or ordinary people. No matter what, there is a place to go in Danxia Town.
"Friend, come and have a look. I have all the treasures here. As long as you like it, the price is negotiable." When Lin Yang passed a stall facing the street, an unkempt, slovenly man with swollen eyes and a pale face appeared. The young man is extending his hand to the passers-by to solicit business.
"Come on, you bad gambler. You lost two shops and your wife ran away. What good things can you get? I guess you want to cheat here and cheat some gambling money to make money." The crowd said. Someone happened to recognize the middle-aged man and revealed his true identity with just one word.
"What are you talking about? Who is a bad gambler? You are a bad gambler, and your whole family is a bad gambler! Don't listen to him, everyone, come and take a look, I am really full of good treasures here!" The young man explained hurriedly, and at the same time he grabbed a stone on the side of the road, pretending to hit the person who just spoke.
Seeing that the situation was not right, the person who spoke quickly ducked into the crowd, and then walked away while turning around and shouting loudly: "Don't be fooled, everyone, he is a bad gambler, he will lose even his pants." It’s gone, where else can I find any good treasures for sale!”
People who were originally planning to come to the stall to take a look lost interest after seeing such a farce and stayed away from the middle-aged man's stall.
"Hey, don't go, don't go, please, just take a look, just take a look!" The middle-aged man was so anxious when he saw people walking around his stall that his words were almost pleading, but it had no effect. Very little.
Soon, there was no one left in front of the middle-aged man’s stall. Just when the middle-aged man was disappointed, a man walked up slowly. He was Lin Yang.
"Little brother, you have good eyesight. It seems that you are the only one who really knows the goods!" When the middle-aged man saw Lin Yang coming over, he seemed to have seen a savior. He was afraid that Lin Yang would also leave, so he quickly handed Lin Yang a small bench.
Lin Yang was not polite and sat down.
"This treasure is called a short-winged wooden bird. You only need to gently turn on this mechanism, and the wooden bird can flap its wings and fly. It can fly a mile in one breath. Ordinary people's foot strength may not be able to catch up with it. ." The middle-aged man picked up a wooden bird from the stall and handed it to Lin Yang.
"Look at my beard and wrinkles. Do you think I'm still old enough to play with birds?" Lin Yang rolled his eyes at the middle-aged man. He really didn't know that a light can only fly one mile. In addition to coaxing children, what other functions does the wooden bird have?
The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, put down the wooden bird, then picked up a walnut-sized green bead from the stall, and couldn't wait to introduce it to Lin Yang: "Listening to the sound bead, this is definitely an amazing thing. Baby, it will automatically light up when it hears a slightly louder or heavier sound. Look carefully and I will demonstrate it to you."
After saying that, the middle-aged man coughed heavily, and the green beads indeed glowed, but it was a green light. It looked fine during the day, but at night, the light was a bit scary.
Lin Yang became a little curious about the beads and took a second look. This move seemed to give great encouragement to the middle-aged man. He proudly promoted to Lin Yang: "If you own this listening bead and walk at night, why would you need a fire seal? Take out the listening bead. Beads, slap your hand or cough, and the beads will light up when you hear the sound. No need to ignite or refuel. It saves money and is convenient. I feel happy just thinking about it. If I didn't need money urgently, how could I be willing to sell such a treasure."
Lin Yang followed the middle-aged man's thoughts and thought of a scene like this: at night when he couldn't see his fingers, he was walking alone in the wilderness of the mountains, holding a listening bead that exuded a green light in his hand, and his whole face was glowing in the green light. Under the reflection of the sun, it is green and green...
Thinking of this, Lin Yang felt a chill down his spine, and quickly looked away, no longer looking at the sound-listening bead.
"Cough, cough." The middle-aged man wisely put down the listening bead, but he did not give up. He swallowed and picked up a jagged green bamboo brush with sharp hairs on the tip, seven short and eight long. He introduced to Lin Yang diligently: "This green bamboo pen is an heirloom of our family. It is not from Qianzhou, but was left behind by monks from Zhongzhou who traveled to Qianzhou."
"Zhongzhou?" Lin Yang suddenly became interested. Zhongzhou is a large state outside Qianzhou. It is said that its area is more than ten times that of Qianzhou. It has a vast territory, rich products, and outstanding people.
"How do you prove that this pen was left behind by a monk from Zhongzhou?" Lin Yang took the pen in his hand and looked around, but couldn't see anything strange about it.
The middle-aged man suddenly became energetic and said with great joy: "It is indeed a genuine product of Zhongzhou. You may not think that this pen looks very good, but when you use it to write, you don't need to grind the ink at all." , you can write whenever you want, and you can write for as long as you want.”
"Writing?" Lin Yang thought it was some strange weapon, but it turned out to be just a pen for writing. He was a little dumbfounded.
"Boss, please take a break first. I'll take a look at it myself first. If necessary, I will consult you." After saying that, Lin Yang went to the stall to pick it up and ignored the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was afraid of making the only customer unhappy, so he stopped talking and squatted aside, looking at Lin Yang expectantly.
"The cracked wine flask, the cracked tea cup...are these all treasures?" Lin Yang said to himself as he checked them.
When the middle-aged man heard this, his pale face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.
Lin Yang looked through the entire stall, finally shook his head, and prepared to get up and leave.
"Little brother, isn't there something you like? The price is negotiable." The middle-aged man begged, he was making a last-ditch effort.
Lin Yang sighed, made a reluctant expression, and said, "Then give me that listening bead. What's the price?"
The middle-aged man rubbed his hands on his clothes, and then said hesitantly: "Five low-grade Yuan stones."
"It's a broken bead that can be illuminated by light. You actually asked for five low-grade Yuan stones. Why didn't you go and grab it? Thank you for asking! Come on, just keep it for yourself!" Lin Yang stood up from the stool angrily. When you get up, you will leave as soon as possible.
"Little brother, don't be impatient. Of course we have to talk about business. The listening beads, like the wolf-hair pen, are both from Zhongzhou. I only know that they can hear sounds and emit light, but they may have other functions. I don’t know yet. If it’s not guaranteed, it’s a big treasure. I’m offering five yuan of low-grade Yuan stones, which is not too much! If you’re not satisfied, the price can still be negotiated!” The middle-aged man immediately became anxious and hurriedly said: Then get up.
"A low-grade Yuan stone." Lin Yang said in a non-negotiable tone.
"Is a low-grade Yuan Stone too low? Brother, do you want to add some?" The middle-aged man looked embarrassed.
"It's just one piece, don't sell it. Also, I'll take that broken book as a gift. My table happens to be missing a footrest." There is a book with a yellowed cover on the middle-aged man's stool. Lin Yang is referring to it. This book.
"Uh." The middle-aged man was obviously taken aback. It was a bit embarrassing for him to use this old book to rest on his butt. Unexpectedly, someone asked for it by name.
"Okay, just a low-grade Yuan Stone." Seeing that Lin Yang was determined not to add any more, the middle-aged man readily handed the listening beads and the books on the stool to Lin Yang.
After Lin Yang handed over the Yuan Stone, he put the listening beads and books into his arms, then pretended to be bored and continued walking on the street.
However, at this moment, Lin Yang could no longer maintain the relaxed mentality of shopping, because he was very excited at this time, and what made him excited was the book that was used to pad his butt.
Previously, when the middle-aged man's identity was revealed and he stood up to pick up a stone to hit someone, a gust of wind happened to blow over and opened a few pages of the book. Lin Yang's sharp eyes saw a diagram of luck in practicing martial arts at a glance. The luck patterns in the diagram were completely different from those in martial arts. Lin Yang thought that this book was probably a copy of Yuan Xiu's practice techniques.
On the surface, Lin Yang was buying listening beads, and the book was just a gift. But in fact, the listening beads are just a blinding trick, and all Lin Yang wants is this book.
