Bianzhou, Shanghuaicheng.
On this day, Gu Chi took Qingchan down the mountain and into the city.
Along the way, the topic of the Saint of Qihuang Mountain never left my ears, and I could hear it wherever I went.
Especially in the restaurant, eight out of ten tables are talking about the saint.
"I remember that the first generation of saints on Qihuang Mountain married twenty years ago, right? These days go by so fast."
"Who says it's not the case? Look at my face, there are wrinkles all over it! Only those gods like them can withstand age and remain beautiful."
"Hey, what you said is that, among the generations of saints in Qihuang Mountain, which one is not the most beautiful and beautiful? Even if she is really old, she is far from ordinary women."
"There are rumors that spending time with the Saint in the bridal chamber is not just a night, but a year. They say that a moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, but what is worth a year of spring night?"
"Oh, I don't know which man will be so lucky this time to win the favor of the saint."
"Just say it, why are you sighing? Do you think you have no chance?"
"Do I have it?"
"That's true, hahahaha!"
"I'm so lucky for ordinary people to be able to see the beauty of the saint. Don't even think about it... Come on, let's drink and drink!"
At another table, Gu Chi was holding a tea cup and sipping it while listening to the chats of these guests.
Seeing that he was so concerned about the saint's marriage, Qing Chan couldn't help but blink her watery eyes and asked: "Does the young master also like the saint?"
Gu Chi pretended to be dissatisfied: "Do I seem to be such a superficial person?"
Qing Chan smiled and said: "Of course not, Young Master, but Qing Chan feels that if the saint is as beautiful as they say, she would be a perfect match for Young Master."
The waiter brought the food.
"You do know how to talk." Gu Chi put down his teacup and said, "We'll see then. Let's eat first."
Even though he said this, he had already made up his mind. Regardless of whether to marry or not, he must go to find a bride.
Most of the male celestial beings in Beichuan are elderly men and are not within the scope of recruiting brides.
Age is stuck here, and those who can participate may be in the early stages of the Three Realms, and they will not be his opponents.
Don't be sorry for yourself with this kind of prestige brought to your face.
Of course, cultivation strength is only one of them. When a saint recruits a bride, she not only looks at martial arts, but also has requirements for a man's appearance and character cultivation. However, Gu Chi did not take these two points to heart.
He is a gentleman with a charisma of 10 and can pass this test with his eyes closed.
The only troublesome thing is that Qihuangshan pays attention to being well-matched, and you must be a disciple of the eight major sects to be eligible to participate in the recruitment. Qihuangshan itself has no male disciples, and the men in their entire sect only have the husbands and sons-in-law of saintly daughters of various generations. .
If he wants to gain this reputation, he must first become a disciple of one of the eight major sects and make a name for himself.
But don't worry.
It's still early, there's still almost a year left until the wedding.
Gu Chi was actually quite puzzled as to why Junzige released the news so early. The warm-up wasn't that hot, right?
And when he and Qing Chan were on their way to the Qiantong Chamber of Commerce after dinner and saw that the Junzi Pavilion branch was overcrowded, and they hired people to shout at the door for discounts on tuition fees, Gu Chi understood.
This large sect, which like Qinghuanlou has opened chain stores everywhere, is taking the opportunity to make money by running literary training classes.
Most of the people in the pavilion were dressed in green and white clothes, with swords on their waists, and there were also people carrying long spears or holding scimitars. You could tell at a glance that they were monks, and they were probably here to attract relatives.
It can only be said that Junzige is worthy of being a worldly sect, and he is better at doing business than ordinary businessmen.
There are newspapers and training, and at the same time, they also accept portraits from the Demon Hunting Department, and also cooperate with Qinghuanlou. They have almost turned chess, calligraphy, and painting into business skills.
Gu Chi originally wanted to go in and have a look, but there were too many people, so he didn't bother to squeeze in. He paused slightly and continued walking forward with Qing Chan.
The streets are crowded with people, and the sound of hawking can be heard constantly. As the main city of Bianzhou, Shanghuai is obviously much more lively than other towns. Listening to the bargaining sounds with local accents from various places, people can't help but feel a little more human.
"Young Master..." Qingchan suddenly shouted softly.
Gu Chi turned around and saw the girl holding a bundle, looking to the right with a blushing face. He followed the girl's gaze and saw that it was a sugar painting stall.
It was rare to see this little girl taking the initiative. Gu Chi smiled and said, "If you want to eat, go buy it. Don't you still have money?"
Qingchan shook her head and said: "The money belongs to the young master, Qingchan cannot use it arbitrarily."
Gu Chi then said: "Then I'm sure, go buy it."
"Hey, thank you, sir!" Qingchan smiled broadly, took out the small purse embroidered with the word "Gu", and trotted to the sugar painting stall.
Gu Chi was about to tell the girl to slow down, but suddenly he noticed that there was an old Taoist priest with a vague figure and his eyes closed beside the sugar painting stall.
Pedestrians kept passing by Gu Chi's field of vision, flickering in and out like a blink of an eye, but the old way did not disappear, but became more clear and real, as if he had set up a stall there to tell people's fortunes from the beginning.
Gu Chi was certain that there was no one next to the candy painting stall at first, and the old Taoist priest suddenly appeared.
"Is it a chance encounter?"
Gu Chi's heart moved slightly and he stepped forward, only to see clearly the writing on the flag——
"Know the path of the world, know the fate and opportunities of destiny"
"Your surname is Gu."
Before Gu Chi could ask, the old Taoist spoke first: "Zeng's name is Gu Genshuo."
Gu Chi: "..."
you flatter me.
"Why isn't it the current name?" Gu Chi asked.
"Calculating the current affairs is too simple and cannot reflect the old man's clever calculations." The old Taoist still closed his eyes and stroked his beard with his hand, looking a little proud. He moved the bowl on the table towards Gu Chi, and then Said: "You can ask me what Mr. Gu wants to do."
Gu Chi threw a piece of official silver into the bowl and said, "I want to ask Mr. about chance."
In the world of Xianxia, the most important thing is opportunity. If the opportunity comes, it is not impossible to reach the sky in one step.
"It's easy to say." The old Taoist reached out and picked up the silver in the bowl, weighed it for a while, then put it into his purse and replied: "Forgive me for speaking frankly, Mr. Gu has no chance for this trip."
Gu Chi: "..."
No, have you forgotten it?
If you don't even pinch a finger, there is no chance?
Gu Chi looked at the old man suspiciously: "Do you want to do the calculation again?"
The old man said nothing and just stretched out the bowl again.
Gu Chi stared at him for a while, then took out another ingot of silver.
The old Taoist weighed the two and three in the same way as before and said: "There is still no chance."
Gu Chi: "..."
Understand, whether you have an opportunity depends on whether you have money.
Very reasonable setting.
Not surprisingly, opportunities are also divided into grades. The more money you give, the higher the grade of opportunities.
Calculated according to the four qualities of Xianxuanlingfan.
Gu Chi only had nearly two thousand taels of silver on him, which was probably enough to buy a mortal or spiritual item. After buying it, the old man would disappear, and he didn't know when he would meet again.
If it were someone else, he might actually hand over all his money to buy a chance. It would be better than nothing.
But he is the reincarnation of the Great Emperor. How can he be worthy of the title "Great Emperor" if he is only a spiritual person?
It must be an immortal product!
Choose between paying and having sex for free.
Gu Chi didn't have enough money and had no choice, so he had no choice but to engage in prostitution for free.
"Sir, please tell me where the best opportunity is, thank you."
【Daoyun-39】
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