Chapter 73 Mo Ling Grass Hall

"To be honest, the southwest of Jingbo City is relatively barren. They are all talented with a slightly shallow cultivation. Generally, those who come to the inn are middle-aged people. Of course, some are very old, as young as the immortals, not many. I guess... the immortals have a profound cultivation! Since the immortals have a profound cultivation, then... there must be a lot of immortal elixirs." The waiter saw that there was a show, his face flushed and he stammered: "Actually... the most important thing is that other immortals... ignore the younger ones, and the immortals actually... said 'thank' to the younger ones!"

"Ah? That's how it is!" Xiao Hua didn't expect that saying the word "Thank you" could cause trouble. Alas, if it is true, he will admit it. Who made him really have a healing Wuluo Pill? But who can guarantee that this waiter... isn't fake?

"What should I do?" Xiao Hua felt a little embarrassed...

Give it, or not???

Suddenly, Xiao Hua's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, without hesitation, turned around slightly, took out a Wuling pill from the space with the waiter on his back, and then put a slap in the storage bag with his hand, handed the Wuling pill to the waiter, and said with a smile: "Look at you being a filial son, how can I not accomplish it? This is a healing pill. If you take it, it can be considered a meeting!"

"Ah?" The waiter was even more surprised, staring at the pill with his eyes tightly, almost unable to believe it, his hands were trembling, but he didn't dare to reach out to get it.

Xiao Hua smiled, stuffed the jade bottle into his hand, turned around and looked at the house. The house was not big, only ten feet in size, and there was nothing except the necessary decorations, which was simple and unusual.

"Immortal, thank you for your great kindness. The young man is called Fan Riguan. If you have any needs, please tell the young man, as long as the young man can do it, the young man will satisfy you!" Behind him, the waiter fell to the ground and said sincerely.

Xiao Hua quickly helped him up and said with a smile: "This is just an ordinary healing pill. It is used by cultivators to treat internal and external injuries. I don't know whether this pill works. Don't thank you like this!"

Then, he said, "But this is my only elixir, other... Even if you knock your head apart, you won't have it! Well, as for what's going on? Haha, it's nothing. I'm just here. Oh, by the way, are there any people selling yellow talismans next to you, are there anyone selling talismans paper, talismans and other things?" He knew nothing about Jingbocheng, and of course there were many things to ask.

"Some, some, there are two next to the shop that Xiao said to Xianchang just now. However, you'd better go to the one in the east. Although the shop is small, the owner heard that he is a disciple of a sect. He is very honest and not deceived customers! By the way, the shop that Xiao said just now sells elixirs and herbs, although the inn is close to the inn,... the owner is not very good. If Xianchang has something to do, he should take a few more steps and walk a street forward. There is a shop called "Moling Caotang". Although the shop is very small, Xianchang has a good reputation there!" The waiter quickly recommended it.

"Well, this Wuling Pill really works!" Xiao Hua was happy, then stimulated the so-called formation in the house, retreated, and smiled: "Please give me a guide to the direction!"

"I dare not, please invite me here!" The waiter, Wu Zidan, carefully put her in his arms, and then said embarrassedly: "Immortal, have you... not yet asked the Immortal's Dharma Number?"

"Master number?" Xiao Hua pursed his lips and said, "Where did I get the magic number from my shallow cultivation? My surname is Xiao..."

"Oh, Master Xiao, I know!" Before Xiao Hua finished speaking, the waiter immediately shouted happily.

"Zhengren Xiao?" Xiao Hua smiled and said to himself: "This magic number seems to be good!"

The waiter led Xiao Hua out of the inn and wanted to take Xiao Hua over, but how could Xiao Hua let him go? He only asked the waiter to go back and went there by himself.

At this time, the sky was already dusk, and there were many cultivators on the streets, which were a little deserted. Xiao Hua looked around and walked towards a small shop not too far ahead. However, after walking a few steps, a monk wearing a cloak came out of the inn next to him. The cloak of this man was different from the color and style that Xiao Hua had seen before. But... but the feeling that Xiao Hua felt was the same strange. The man's cultivation, face, figure, etc. were all blocked in the cloak, and he could not see a trace.

Xiao Hua couldn't figure out the cultivation level of this man, but he knew that he must be higher than him, so he quickly went to the side and asked the man to go first...

The man in a cloak walked out of the inn, and didn't even look at Xiao Hua, and walked straight past him and walked away. The moment the man walked past Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua secretly looked at him, and the man was as tall as his.

"This cloak... is definitely a problem!" Xiao Hua was already sure: "When you go back and ask the waiter!"

When he watched the man who was ignorant of his face and cultivation calmly leave, Xiao Hua was walking towards the shop not far away again.

The shop is indeed not big. As the waiter said, there was an old man with white hair and beard inside. There were several young men with only about the second level of Qi Refining next to him. He greeted the guests. Although it was already dusk at this time, there were still many people in the shop! After looking at it, Xiao Hua left. One thing was that the waiter had already said that there was something better in front, and the other thing was that he didn't want to attract the attention of others.

I walked along the direction pointed by the waiter for a while. In a not-so-conspicuous place, there was indeed a small door. The shop... was smaller than the dilapidated yellow talisman shop I had seen before. There was only a small door that allowed only one person to enter and exit, and there was also a dilapidated plaque on the door "Mo Ling Caotang".

Xiao Hua was not in a hurry to step forward, standing in the corner not far from "Mo Ling Caotang", and quietly watched for a while. He couldn't see the situation inside the shop from outside. However, during this period when Xiao Hua stood, no one was in and out. Moreover, there were not many people on this street. Occasionally, a few people walked by quickly, but they didn't even look at Xiao Hua at all!

"Well, it's here!" Xiao Hua was very satisfied. If it weren't for the advice of the waiter in the inn, he wouldn't have found this place.

After looking around, I was sure that there was no eye-catching person. Xiao Hua sorted out his clothes and walked over steadily.

As soon as he stepped into the "Moling Hermitage Cottage", Xiao Hua saw a row of black painted wooden counters. The counter was only half a person high, and behind the counter was a wall with a faint light.

The shop was deserted, with only a short, gray-haired and thin-faced old man holding a thick book in his hand, leaning against the counter, as if he would read the light on the wall with relish. The old man heard footsteps and raised his head with surprise on his face, but when he saw Xiao Hua's cultivation level, although he did not show any disdain, he still lowered his head and left his eyes on the pages. His body leaning on the counter did not even move!

Xiao Hua opened his eyes wide, looked at the shop with only one person, and then turned his eyes on the old man. The old man had a cultivation level of about five levels of Qi Refining, wearing a shabby Taoist robe, holding a book in one hand, and holding his goatee in the other, looking quite contented.

"Cough cough~" Xiao Hua coughed twice and approached the old man.

The old man rolled his eyes, looked away from the book, and asked coldly: "Fellow Taoist... what's the point?"

Xiao Hua frowned and said in a deep voice: "Is this how fellow Taoist welcomes guests?"

"Hmph, my sect opened a shop in Jingbo City, so we naturally wanted to welcome guests! But... if it is a fellow Taoist who intends to take advantage of it... I am a casual cultivator... but I don't welcome it!" The old man lowered his eyelids and ignored Xiao Hua.

"This... is what Fan Riguan said to have a good reputation?" Xiao Hua couldn't help laughing and crying.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Hua asked, "How do you know that you are a casual cultivator?"

The old man glanced at him and sneered: "At the age of twenty, he only has the second level of Qi Refining. If he was in the sect of cultivation, let alone the major sect, even my Mo Ling sect... could only be a boy who planted grass, how could you let you out? Besides, the sky was going dark soon. If it weren't for a casual cultivator, he would have been with his own teachers for a long time. Who would have walked like you?"

When Xiao Hua heard this, he couldn't help but laugh. These two reasons were too far-fetched!

"Hmph, this is what is called a good reputation?" Xiao Hua also sneered: "I have no choice but to recommend you this 'Mo Ling Hermitage'!"

"Recommended? Which casual cultivator? Hehe, did you get a cheaper one from me?" The old man closed the book, put it on the counter, and said with a sneer.

"Have you got the advantage?" Xiao Hua immediately woke up and bowed: "My younger surname is Xiao, and he was introduced by Fan Riguan from the inn!"

"Fan Riguan? That silly boy who asked for medicine for his mother?" The old man was obviously stunned.

"Well, it's him!" Xiao Hua nodded and said, "Fan Riguan asked for medicine for his mother, and he thought it was filial piety. What's so stupid?" Then, Xiao Hua looked at the counter and sneered, "On the contrary, some people who practice Taoism obviously have a lot of elixirs, but they don't reach out to help, and they even said that they are stupid!"

"What do you know?" The old man almost jumped up and pointed his finger at Xiao Hua's nose and said, "The physique of the secular people can only use the herbs of the secular people. How can the elixir of my cultivator be taken by the secular people? Fan didn't know where he heard it, so he insisted on asking for a fairy pill for his mother! Not to mention that my elixir is owned by the sect, and I can't make the decision alone. Even if I give him elixirs, there are countless elixirs here, which one should I give him? Even if I give him and his mother takes it, wouldn't it be... gone immediately? It's better not to take it!"

After hearing this, Xiao Hua felt a "knock" in his heart and said intimately, why did he forget about this?

Seeing Xiao Hua's face change drastically, the old man said angrily: "Can any young cultivator with a rich conscience give him the pills he saved for money?"
Chapter completed!