Scientific Cultivation of Immortals: Making the Flying Sword Gatling at the beginning

Came to the tea shop with Bai Wanqing, the two found a corner and sat down, ordered a pot of tea and some pastries, and quietly listened to the storyteller's story.

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"Last time, we talked about the Ningyue girl in the Huanxiang Pavilion. She really looks like a shameless flower in a closed moon!"

"If it weren't for the fact that she was too young and debuted too late, this girl might have already won the title of Hua Kuan in Huanxiang Pavilion!"

"Do you know what kind of ceremony the Tantai family is going to hold for this Ningyue girl next week?"

The old storyteller pretended to be mysterious, arousing the curiosity of the listeners.

"Tell me, old man, what is the Tantai family going to do?"

The old gentleman smiled mysteriously: "Tantai's family is going to hold a feast of dragons and phoenixes next week, and the place will be at Jiujiang Lake in the west of the city!"

"Maybe some of you don't know exactly what this Dragon Singing Phoenix Feast is."

"Let me tell you this, this banquet happened once 700 years ago. At that time, there was no yarn boat, and the Huanxiang Pavilion was the most famous brothel in my dynasty."

"At that time, this banquet was held for Liwu, the most famous oiran in Huanxiang Pavilion. Its grand occasion can be said to be seen at a glance, and there will be no regrets in this life!"

Speaking of this, the old storyteller's face was full of sighs.

"Old man, what kind of ostentation is this feast of dragons and phoenixes that you're talking about? How come you're boasting so much?"

Several judges laughed together, as if I couldn't believe it.

The old man became anxious immediately: "Can I still lie to you about the storyteller?"

"Aren't storytellers just able to sing?"

Gu Biao sipped hot tea, sat in the corner and complained frantically.

"Then you should explain it. Don't have to say, it's a feast of dragons and phoenixes,...is there a dragon? It can't be just a gimmick!"

The judge on the side continued to laugh.

Speaking of this, the old man became excited again, his cheeks flushed, and his voice became louder:

"Since this feast is called the Banquet of Dragons and Phoenixes, there must be real dragons."

"As far as I know, the Tantai Aristocratic Family is an old family of my Great Shang Dynasty. Their ancestors once subdued a real dragon with a celestial cultivation level, and a fire phoenix with a celestial cultivation level!"

"Nowadays, these legends are so old that it is impossible to verify them, but there was a genuine Mahayana blue dragon and a Mahayana blue kite with the bloodline of the Phoenix in the Longyinfengxi Jinghong Banquet 700 years ago!"

The crowd was surprised.

Could they really be lucky enough to witness the feast that the Mahayana monks participated in?

For most of the monsters and people in the dynasty, the Mahayana cultivation base is the fairy in their eyes.

Although the immortal law has been handed down from generation to generation, the threshold for cultivating immortals has been lowered a lot, and most of the demons and people in the entire dynasty have obtained the qualifications to contact the immortal gate.

But what restricts the development of cultivation is not only the prejudice of the aristocratic family in the dynasty, but also the talent and resources.

Therefore, most people spend their entire lives in refining Qi or building foundations.

If you are lucky, you break through to Jindan by chance, even if you stand out from the crowd among ordinary people, so everyone still has some doubts.

But he didn't think about it, the old gentleman didn't wait for everyone to continue to question, he threw out a thunderbolt, and then threw out another:
"You may not know, but according to my old gossip, the Tantai family also invited Huanxiang Pavilion's long-time enemy—Huanshafang!"

"According to the old man's guess, there will be another battle in the oiran world in all likelihood..."

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For a while, there was a discussion about whether Zhu Mengjin, the owner of Huanshafang, was more beautiful.

Amidst the debate over whether Ningyue, the newest oiran of Huanxiang Pavilion, was prettier, Gu Biao paid the tea money and left the teahouse with Bai Wanqing.

"I didn't expect Huanxiang Pavilion to be so big."

Walking on the road, watching Bai Wanqing bouncing around and looking around, Gu Biao stroked his chin and kept thinking.

"Besides, it looks like this Huanxiang Pavilion doesn't seem to be targeting me specifically, but it seems to be rushing to Huanshafang."

"I'm like a casual..."

"Boss, can you lend me some spirit stones?" Gu Biao was still thinking, but Bai Wanqing suddenly jumped over, shyly pinching the corner of her skirt, and asked shyly.

"What's the matter? Why do you want Lingshi?" Gu Biao was full of doubts.

Bai Wanqing glanced to the side, Gu Biao turned his head to look, and suddenly realized.

In the clothing cabinet next to it, there is a radiant spiritual clothing displayed.

Gu Biao thought about it. As the boss, he should buy some gifts for his subordinates.

And for a stupid girl like Bai Wanqing, if you buy her two more gifts, will she be single-minded and loyal from now on?

Gu Biao suddenly smiled and said, "Don't you just want that spiritual garment? Come on, Boss, I'll give it to you today!"

Bringing the bouncing Bai Wanqing to the Clothes Pavilion, Gu Biao asked the boss:
"Boss, how many spirit stones are there for the spirit clothes on your display stand?"

The boss who was shrugging his head and worrying about too few customers and no income today suddenly regained his spirits.

"The guests are really good! This spirit garment is one of the treasures of my magic clothing pavilion!"

"It was made by the fit monk Master Moyi. It took ice spirit silk and quicksand, and cast it into composite materials through complicated techniques."

"This spirit garment is not only engraved with high-level patterns, it has the effect of avoiding dust and water, and it is also difficult to invade by ordinary spells..."

Seeing that the boss still refused to give up and was still bragging about his clothes, Gu Biao waved his hands impatiently: "That's all right, all right, just tell me how many spirit stones you have!"

The boss smiled and stretched out his right hand.

"Five middle-grade spirit stones? Are your clothes so valuable?" Gu Biao asked suspiciously.

The boss smiled and shook his head, Gu Biao asked, "Fifty middle-grade spirit stones?"

Seeing that the boss was still smiling and remained silent, Gu Biao didn't speak, turned his head and pulled Bai Wanqing out of the fantasy clothing pavilion.

Bai Wanqing was pulled forward by Gu Biao, and seeing that she was getting farther and farther away from that beautiful dress, she immediately asked suspiciously: "Boss, what's the matter? Don't you want to buy it?"

"Good boy, I suddenly remembered that there is still something to do, we will buy it next time." Gu Biao tried his best to pull out a mild smile.

"What about stealing money? Just for the effect of avoiding dust and water, and you are ashamed to say that you have engraved a high-level pattern? Five high-grade spirit stones?"

Not caring about the dejected Bai Wanqing, Gu Biao took her straight back to the inn.

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"No, what is the purpose of this Huanxiang Pavilion, we must find out!"

Back in the room, Gu Biao still bowed his head in contemplation. After some hesitation, he finally made up his mind.

"The Buddha said, I am not as good as anyone who goes to hell."

"Tonight, I will visit Huanxiang Pavilion again!"

"Well, it's definitely not because I'm greedy for Ningyue's body..."