One day.
Cheng Qichuan took a nap for the first time and slept until dawn. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Li Xiaran standing beside the bed angrily: "Brother Cheng, you finally woke up! Didn't you agree yesterday to go to Touyuan Temple?"
"Touyuan Temple?" Cheng Qichuan scratched his head and thought about it, it seems that this is indeed the case! He quickly smiled in shame: "Xia Ran, I'm sorry! I forgot, what time is it now?"
"It's about time! It's still too late to leave now." Li Xiaran's smiling face seemed very angry, but he also looked extremely cute.
She pulled Cheng Qichuan's right cheek hard, causing Cheng Qichuan pain: "Why do all girls still imitate swingers and pull their faces?"
"Luanluanluo, learn from you!"
The two packed up their things, ordered a few attendants and set off. Because he was going to a Buddhist temple, Cheng Qichuan specially put on a Tsing Yi Taoist robe and hung a Qingcheng Sect token around his waist.
Lijiazhaizi is located at the northernmost end of Jingcheng, while Naduyuan Temple is at the southernmost end. The two places are far apart, passing through the North City and the South City. When passing some brothels, there are some singers ogling Cheng Qichuan. Some sluts even said of him: "If you can't tell the difference between male and female, you are the best!" Of course, those sluts who don't know the heights of the world can't escape the Baji collapse.
It was already noon when they arrived at Touyuan Temple. The group found an inn and had lunch.
"Xiao Er, Xiao Er!"
"The guest officer is here! What would you like to order?"
"Yellow tangerine wine!" Cheng Qichuan slapped the big wine gourd on the table, looking like a prodigal.
"Huanggan..." The waiter scratched his head and pretended to be bitter. He leaned into his ear and whispered softly: "Sir, the dead fish-eyed one-armed ghost in front of you wiped out all our Huanggan wine yesterday. !”
Cheng Qichuan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said with great interest: "A fellow man?"
"He didn't give me any money! He just gave me a broken stone!" As he said, the waiter used his fist to show the shape and size of the stone.
"There are all kinds of wonders in the world, maybe it is some kind of strange treasure?"
"Our shopkeeper has been unable to see it, so we specially ask you to go and have a look."
Cheng Qichuan rolled his eyes and asked cautiously: "We are neither relatives nor friends, why do you believe me?"
Hearing this, the waiter smiled calmly and said: "Judging from the token on your waist, if the shopkeeper remembers correctly, the guest officer should be a young Taoist friend of the Qingcheng Sect!"
Cheng Qichuan silently took off the token from his waist and looked at it. He became curious about the shopkeeper. After comforting Li Xia, he nodded in agreement.
After receiving it, the waiter took him to the second floor. On the way, I passed by the seat of the one-armed man and glanced at him. I saw that he was in ragged clothes, but his face was fresh and his temples were neat. At first glance, he looked like a fairy, but his empty left sleeve was very awkward. There was a long sword on the side. Perhaps because of his lack of skill, Cheng Qichuan always felt that this sword was of ordinary quality and not worthy of this "one-armed swordsman".
On the second floor of the inn, various treasures such as calligraphy, paintings, and ancient jades can be seen everywhere. Even Cheng Qichuan was a little shocked.
"Shopkeeper, the young master is here!"
"Okay, okay!" A voice came from the calligraphy and painting group, and then a "little old man" emerged from the calligraphy and painting group. The shopkeeper was very short, as if he was only the height of a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, but his face was covered with wrinkles. , with a funny goatee growing on his chin.
The shopkeeper ran to Cheng Qichuan, bowed to him and said, "My name is Liao Qi, what is your surname, sir?"
"No need to be expensive, my surname is Cheng and Qichuan." Cheng Qichuan returned the courtesy. Although he said, "If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname." However, the Cheng family's tutor still wanted to avoid unnecessary complications, so he simply thought of a random name.
"Mr. Cheng, please take a seat!" Then the two of them sat down together next to the mahogany coffee table. Liao Qi first boiled the water, and while boiling he said, "Master Cheng, I, Liao Qi, am not good at words, so I will speak out!"
"You're welcome, but it doesn't matter."
"Does Mr. Cheng know about Wanbaotang?" As he said that the water was boiling, he brought a teapot and put a few taels of tea leaves in. He poured the boiling water and started to wash the tea.
"Wanbaotang? Is Shopkeeper Liao a big businessman from Wanbaotang?"
Cheng Qichuan remembered that Wanbaotang was a large business gang that was founded in the early days of the Zhou Dynasty. It has been established for more than a hundred years, and its business power spread across all aspects of the Zhou Dynasty. Since the collapse of the Great Zhou Dynasty, many business gangs have been fragmented, but Wanbaotang has only managed to survive and become stronger. I heard from my father that the current ranking of martial arts forces is: one temple, two sects, three halls and four gangs, and Wanbaotang is one of the three halls.
After washing the tea leaves, Liao Qi poured in a pot of boiling water and shook it a few times to get tea. He brought two teacups, and crystal clear green tea water flowed from the spout. After pouring one cup, he gave it to Cheng Qichuan, and then poured another cup for himself. Liao Qi raised his tea cup and took a sip, then said: "I can't say big businessman, just a small businessman." Then he took out a stone from his arms and handed it to Cheng Qichuan.
Cheng Qichuan took the stone and looked at it carefully. From the outside, it looked ordinary, just like picking one up from the ground. But what was surprising was that in his hand, there was a kind of spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathering towards him.
"It's unexpected! It's obviously an ordinary stone, but it always feels comfortable." Cheng Qichuan exclaimed.
The corners of Liao Qi's mouth raised slightly, and he continued to ask: "Can Mr. Cheng tell what this is?"
"It should be a high-grade Qi Gathering Stone." Cheng Qichuan replied with a smile.
"High-quality Qi Gathering Stone?" Liao Qi picked up the stone and looked at it carefully, and asked, "What is this?"
Cheng Qichuan smiled again and replied: "The Qi Gathering Stone is a type of spiritual energy that helps in cultivation. It can be used to make Qi Gathering Devices, which is very helpful in the process of cultivation. The Qi Gathering Stone is divided into: ordinary grade, low grade, medium grade, and top grade. Liao Shopkeeper, this is a top-grade Qi Gathering Stone that is very rare. It’s hard to find even one piece, and you can’t even buy it for ten thousand taels. It’s hard to find anything!”
Hearing this, Liao Qi showed a satisfied smile: "It seems that the one-armed swordsman is not simple. Our store has made a lot of money!"
Cheng Qichuan cupped his hands and smiled: "Hahaha, Shopkeeper Liao is so gratifying!"
"How gratifying?" Liao Qi lamented: "To be honest, I have no talent for cultivation. There is no need. I'd better sell it to you!"
