The boy ran into the back hall and called the pawnshop owner out. The pawnshop owner was a fat, middle-aged man with three tufts of beard under his chin and wandered into the hall with his belly hanging.

"The shopkeeper is this young master!" The boy bowed and saluted Brother Chicken.

Brother Ji put the copy of "The General's Biography" on one side and stood up, "Shopkeeper, the students are polite!"

"Don't dare!" The fat shopkeeper also smiled in return.

However, when the two of them raised their heads, they were both stunned.

Wow.

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This person is a cultivator!

"Hey, this... Young Master!" The fat shopkeeper's face suddenly changed, and he quickly made a gesture of invitation, "Come in and talk!"

Brother Ji knew that the fat shopkeeper must have recognized his identity. After all, even if he was seriously injured and lost most of his cultivation, his weak spiritual power would still actively protect him.

Now is a special period. Brother Ji must run the five volumes of exercises all the time, circulate spiritual power, and repair the golden elixir and Dantian space. By doing so, the fluctuations in spiritual power will be very obvious. Brother Ji also said that all the immortal cultivators should be here

In this blessed land of immortals, who knew there would be immortal cultivators in this small county!

Brother Ji followed the fat shopkeeper into the inner hall. The servant wanted to follow him to serve him, but the fat shopkeeper waved his hand and said, "You wait outside. If there are guests, you can receive them yourself. This young man and I have important matters to discuss!"

"Yes!" The boy didn't understand that the shopkeeper, who had always been very calm, was suddenly so excited. Could it be that this young man is the shopkeeper's distant cousin? Well, he's not an illegitimate child, right?

The fat shopkeeper took Brother Chicken to a small teahouse in the back hall and asked Brother Chicken to sit down.

"Fellow Taoist, where are you from?" Straight to the point, the fat shopkeeper asked directly about Brother Ji's origins, "Ahem, I am Ye Weixin, a casual cultivator."

Brother Ji chuckled, "I am Murong Qi, a casual cultivator from outside. Hey, Fellow Daoist Ye, why do you become an unknown little shopkeeper here?"

Ye Weixin served Brother Chicken a cup of tea and sighed helplessly, "The 'Taoyuan Festival' is about to begin. I'll wait for the rest of the time to change some spiritual weapons and elixirs there. No, I was just waiting here a few years ago.

That’s all.”

"'Peach Garden Festival'?!" Brother Ji murmured, and was stunned again. This was the second time he heard someone mention it.

"Don't fellow Taoists know?" Seeing Brother Ji's surprise, Ye Weixin was also a little surprised, "Did fellow Taoists pass by here?"

Brother Chicken shook his head slightly, "I have only been here not long ago. Haha, I was in a big disaster some time ago and was rescued by a family of hunters. Now the injury has healed. In order to repay my kindness, I just want to help them get rich."

"So that's it!" Ye Weixin sneered quite a bit. On the surface, Brother Ji's current cultivation level is too low. He is only at the third level of the Qi training stage. In fact, Ye Weixin is not much better. He is only at the fifth level of the Qi training stage.

I'm worried that Chicken Brother is here in a group, so it will be a bit of a threat to him.

Brother Ji scratched his head, "Fellow Daoist Ye, I wonder when the 'Taoyuan Festival' you mentioned will start?"

"About two years later!" Ye Weixin's eyes lit up, "What good things does Fellow Taoist Murong have?"

"Haha... If I really had something good, I would have gone to buy some herbs to heal my injuries." Brother Ji shook his head slightly, "By the way, I seem to have heard that the 'Taoyuan Festival' requires invitations. Is it possible to do without invitations?"

join?"

"Oh? Fellow Taoist Murong does know a little bit..." Ye Weixin poured another cup of tea for Brother Ji, "Fellow Taoist, you don't know that the 'Taoyuan Festival' is actually a conference where disciples of the three major sects of Nanyan Kingdom compete for position and position.

Those with invitations can enter the cabinets of the three major sects for discussion. In other words, before the competition and positioning, there will be a high-level trading and exchange event. Haha, this is not something we young monks can participate in. "

Ye Weixin drank all the tea in the cup and let out a slight breath, "When the time comes, many seniors from the Gongji stage and the Danjie stage will come as promised. Haha, the three major sects will organize people to maintain order, so no one will dare to cause trouble.

Fellow Taoists also know that in any trade fair, there will inevitably be people selling goods and killing people. Everyone came to this grand event just for the reputation of the three major sects. After all, with the three major sects maintaining us, we will feel much more at ease when trading."

"Then...then what should we monks who can't enter the 'Peach Garden Festival' do?"

"Fellow Taoist, didn't I tell you before? Only those with invitations can enter the grand event. However, the three major sects did not say that we are not allowed to hold small events by ourselves, right?" Ye Weixin smiled slyly, "The beginning of the conference must be certain.

It will attract thousands of monks to come here, and many Taoist friends will have good things in their hands. Everyone will get what they need, and the three major sects will also send people to participate..."

Brother Ji nodded, "The three major sects..."

"Fellow Taoist, please don't even know about the three major sects!" Ye Weixin was stunned and asked tentatively.

"How is it possible... I met fellow Taoists from the Dao Xian Sect some time ago. If I hadn't exchanged some pills with them, my injury wouldn't have healed so quickly!"

Brother Chicken started to drum in his heart, this immortal sect seems to belong to the three major sects.

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Ye Weixin was shocked, "Murong Dao's friendship is such a blessing! Daoxianmen is a holy place for elixirs, and many elixirs are world-famous! Haha, among the three major sects of our Nanyan Kingdom, Daoxianmen, Fengyue Sect, and Lingnan Pavilion, this is the only one

The Taoist Immortal Sect studies alchemy, so you are so lucky to meet them when you are seriously injured!"

Brother Chicken was immediately convinced. When he blackmailed the white-browed Taoist, he seemed to be particularly proud of his sect's elixirs. Tsk tsk, it seems that he was really right!

"Fellow Taoist Murong, haha..." Ye Weixin said with a smile on his face, "I wonder if fellow Taoist Murong still has any remaining pills?"

Brother Ji was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself, my current cultivation level is at most the third level of Qi training, which is about the same as his fifth level. Only after passing the sixth level can it be considered a qualitative change.

This Ye Weixin's cultivation level is not high, so even if he had the intention to rob him, he would probably not dare to act rashly.

Ye Weixin saw Brother Chicken's expression of embarrassment, and guessed that Brother Chicken must still have some leftovers, the smile on his face became even bigger, "Fellow Taoist, I wonder if I can sell one to you?"

Brother Ji shook his head slightly, "I only have two pills. If I take one, I will only have one to save my life. Fellow Daoist Ye, your hand is a bit too long!"

Ye Weixin was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. There really was another one!

"Fellow Taoist Murong, fellow Taoist Murong, I also had a hidden illness in my early years. Please give up my love..."

"Forget it, I don't need it anyway. What can you... give me in exchange for it?" Brother Ji smiled bitterly and reached into his pocket to cover up the action of taking the elixir from the storage ring.

Brother Ji held a small bottle and said, "Second-level elixir, Restoration Pill. Ahem, you can do it yourself. If you don't have it, I'll go back and eat it myself!"

Second level elixir?!

Ye Weixin was shocked. These second-level elixirs were of great benefit to even Gong Ji-level monks. This one alone was worth a hundred low-level spiritual stones!

"Fellow Daoist Murong, how did you get this elixir?" Surprised, Ye Weixin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead slightly and looked at Brother Ji again.

This thing is not something that can be given away casually. Without a certain identity and status, it is impossible for it to be held in the hands of a small practitioner at the third level of Qi training.

"Sigh... To be honest with you Daoist Ye, my father had some connections with several seniors from the Daoxian Sect in the early years. Unfortunately, our family was in a big disaster some time ago, and those seniors couldn't catch up. My father died trying to save me. Several seniors died.

In anger, he killed the other party. Unexpectedly, the other party had reinforcements, so he took me to escape. At that time, I had been seriously injured. Several seniors were afraid that I would have another accident, so they placed me in

An Orion family left two pills for me to recover from my injuries. They fled separately to attract the attention of my enemy..."

Brother Chicken's face was a little sad, and there was a hint of hatred. However, when he talked about the great kindness of the seniors who saved him, Brother Chicken showed gratitude and burst into tears.

This series of reminiscences made Ye Weixin convinced. It turned out that this young man was still a member of a family that cultivated immortals.

"Fellow Taoist, I don't know those seniors..."

"Oh, they asked me to wait here, and they will pick me up after a while. Daoyou Ye doesn't know, but I have been here for less than half a year. If the estimate is correct, they should be waiting for the 'Peach Garden Festival' before taking me away.

Bar!"

"It turns out that Taoist fellow Taoist has a great background. I apologize for my blindness!" Although Ye Weixin was a little strange, he couldn't explain why. Brother Ji's expression was so real that he couldn't tell the truth from the fake.

Brother Ji chuckled, "Fellow Taoist, I don't need this elixir. Since you and I are destined, I will exchange it with you."

Ye Weixin was overjoyed at first, and then smiled bitterly, "Fellow Taoist Murong is just kidding me. I can't even exchange for this thing with all my wealth..."

"It doesn't matter. Whatever Daoist Fellow Ye has, take it out and have a look!"

Ye Weixin's face turned red and he took out all three low-level spiritual weapons and two low-level spiritual stones from the storage bag, "Fellow Taoist, this is ridiculous!"

Brother Ji frowned. The low-level spiritual weapons are indeed not enough. As for spiritual stones... I still have five top-grade spiritual stones in my hand!

"Sigh... How can fellow Taoist with such a worth be able to exchange for good things at that grand event? Haha, fellow daoist, don't bully me!" Brother Ji laughed and reached out to put away the elixir.

Ye Weixin was stunned at first, smiled coquettishly, and quickly stopped Brother Ji, "Fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist, I don't have a good memory. I actually forgot the six hundred-year-old herbs and an intermediate spiritual weapon that I collected some time ago.
Chapter completed!