Leave it to the uncle to buy road money

It was not until the next morning that Jun Li went out to find someone.

Gu Qiansheng knew that he was making fun of himself, so he went directly to Zangshu Pavilion. Among them, he was most concerned about whether the third floor had a solution to the backlash of his voodoo skills. As for other information, he was not curious.

Even without the grand competition, Tianxiang Pavilion is still very lively, but it's a pity that Junli only has a few copper coins left on him. After the meal last night, he and Gu Qiansheng are basically penniless. .

If they can't find a way to get money, the two can only go out hunting to make a living.

The embarrassment is that I am afraid that I will starve to death for a few days on the road.

So Jun Li walked into such a big restaurant, but he was not very interested, he could only smell but not drink, and life was basically no fun.

Jun Li walked in with a long sigh, and the shopkeeper in front of the counter greeted him with a small wine jug, "Guest officer, how about trying our new wine?"

Jun Li spread his hands frankly, "No money."

The shopkeeper's expression was wonderful, but he still didn't take back his hand holding the jug, "The guest officer was joking."

"I'm here to find someone." Jun Li blinked, what to do, the wine smells so good, and it's so close to him, I really want to drink it.

"I remembered." The boss was taken aback for a moment, and then his expression became a little more flattering, "Master, you are here to find Mr. Han." Let me come, if you want to drink this wine, there are plenty of small shops."

And such a good thing.As soon as Jun Li's eyes lit up, he changed his mind and wanted to sit by the counter and change.

But seeing the shopkeeper actively leading the way, Jun Li had no choice but to follow.

He took Junli all the way up the wooden stairs to the second floor. After turning twice, what appeared in front of Junli was an inn-like corridor surrounded by rooms with closed doors.

The shopkeeper took Jun Li all the way to the door of the innermost room with a golden wooden sign hanging on it, and tapped on the door twice.

When the sound of "Come in" came from inside, he turned around and made a please gesture to Jun Li.

Jun Li conveniently put the wine jug that he had just finished drinking on the way into his hand, "Thank you." He pushed the door open and entered the room while speaking.

The shopkeeper looked at the wine jug in his hand, and then at the door that slammed shut in front of him, and suddenly felt that he shouldn't let Mr. Han's guests in after drinking.

There is a complete room inside, which is several times larger than the house he and Junli rented.After Junli entered the room, he looked around and came up with such an idea.

There is another room in the house, the door is closed at the moment, it is probably a bedroom, and Mr. Han is sitting at the head of the hall, with a pair of big characters hanging on his back, the heavenly fragrance is lingering, but unfortunately it does not match the old man's immortal demeanor.

Below the first seat are two rows of seats, which seem to be for the guests to sit and chat. Murong Hai is sitting on one of the seats, leaning on the chair with his legs crossed, tossing and turning the folding fan in his hand.There was an air of boredom all over my body.

"It's you." Mr. Han nodded slightly when he saw Jun Li coming in.After Jun Li drank, his face was slightly drunk, and he shook his head. The alcohol was quite strong.

"I heard that you have something to tell me." Fortunately, Jun Li still spoke in an orderly manner.

Han Lao nodded, raised his hand to signal Junli to sit down, and just about to speak, Murong Hai jumped up and pulled him to his side.

"You're here. I've been detained by this old man for the past few days, and I'm almost suffocating. Which family do you belong to?" Seeing that Jun Li had just sat firmly, Murong Hai's words had already been asked one after another. .

"Seeing that you can't control at all, I'm afraid I don't know. Tell me, are you an orphan? Do you have any funny things on you?" Murong Hai said one sentence after another, leaving no chance for others to react. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is talking to himself.

"Shut up." Han Lao slapped the table, directly interrupting someone's eloquence. "I want to chat for a while and wait until I finish talking, you two young people."

"I don't have time to listen to his nonsense." Jun Li frowned, and gave Murong Hai a disgusted look.

Really straight to the point.

Murong Hai had a traumatized expression on his face, Jun Li looked at him and added, "You are not at all the same as yesterday, very annoying."

Old Han coughed lightly, "You have won one of the three spots in the martial arts competition."

"There's me!" Murong Hai immediately said dissatisfied.

"Stop joining in the fun with the poor three people in the world, and go back to your own house." Old Han frowned and scolded.

Murong Hai rolled his eyes, "You didn't specify the identities of the contestants when you announced the rules, I don't care, I'm relying on you." Elder Han ignored him and continued to look at Junli.

"Do you know what this martial arts competition is for?"

"Speaking of which, you should give me the token for the third floor of Zangshu Pavilion." Jun Li went straight to the point with a serious expression, and worked hard for a long time just for this thing.

This is all secondary!

"If you can answer the tenth question, you must have read seven or seven books on the first shelf of Zangshu Pavilion."

"Yes, so what." Jun Li's eyes turned, "No, so what."

"You have the blood of a divine beast, so I'm afraid you already feel something about the things recorded above. If I can tell you with certainty, then all the things above are true." Following Han Lao's words, Jun Li's pupils suddenly shrink.

In the end, he still pretended to be disdainful and sneered.

Han Lao stretched out his hand, and a light yellow light gathered from his palm, and finally condensed into a bright little sword, "Like this kind of energy, you can actually do it too."

Jun Li watched the small sword in his hand suddenly grow bigger and turned into a normal-sized sword. The disdain between his brows faded, but he remained calm, "So, tell me what to do."

"You won the competition, which means that you also have the opportunity to use this kind of energy, and the bloodline of the beast in your body is something I have never seen before. The Zhongzhou Continent is vast and boundless, and this land is too barren for you Now, if you are willing to leave with me, I can take you to a place, and naturally someone can teach you the five elements."

"Oh," Jun Li nodded, and stretched out his hand towards Mr. Han, "Where's the token on the third floor of Zangshu Pavilion?" He tilted his head, "You're very good, but unfortunately I'm not interested."

"You don't want to live forever?" Elder Han looked at him in surprise.

Jun Li blinked, stared at him for a while, and said hesitantly, "Actually, you are quite old."

Who is talking about this!

Looking at Jun Li's face that seemed to be acting stupid on purpose, Mr. Han finally sighed and threw out a token.

Jun Li raised his hand to catch it, isn't it the same one he dug into the ring before?

"The twelve people who answered the question can enter the library." Jun Li looked at the things in his hand with a dark face, and the next sentence of Mr. Han made him speechless. If he had known who was better, he would have gone straight to drink.

"The junior has bid farewell." Jun Li stood up and clasped his fists in both hands, bowing slightly to prepare to leave.

Murong Hai suddenly got up and entangled him, "Brother Junli, let me buy you a drink."

"it is good."

The weakness was hit and there was really no way to refute it.