The singing is graceful and the dancing is charming.
Fang Xiu spent a spirit stone and ordered the cheapest fruit tea set.
Four plates of palm-sized dried fruit snacks, and four plates of meager preserved fruits.
Fortunately, there are unlimited refills of tea.
Watching the elegant performance on the stage, Fang Xiudao's heart was as calm as running water, and he could even separate his mind to consume Qi Training Pills to improve his cultivation.
Before leaving the Lin Mansion, he was only a hair away from breaking through.
At this time, practicing is almost effortless, and your realm will soon advance to another level.
Host: Fang Xiu
Realm: Eleventh level of Qi refining stage (advanced foundation building optional)
Spiritual Root: Thick Earth (God Level)
Life span:18/350
Kung Fu: The Origin of the Origin of the Beginning of the Path, the Ultimate Wrath of the Wild Sky, the Glimpse of Light Sword...
Magic weapon: none
Merit value: 110 points
Aura: 0 (click a little, dedicate a hundred years of life, and it can be opened...)
Cultivation index: 0.035 (depends on... the number of cultivators... and their realm)
System increase: Holding a basin and waiting for meat pie (there is a small probability of finding a treasure)
Comprehensive evaluation: A staunch cultivationist weakling!
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When the realm is improved one level, Fang Xiu's physical body becomes full of blood and vitality, like a wild beast.
The surge in strength and spiritual power was unprecedented.
Fang Xiu felt that at this moment, he could defeat two people who were at the tenth level of Qi training.
This increased his confidence and he couldn't help but look forward to the battle three days later.
It's just that the cultivation during the Qi training period is not enough to defeat Zi Yan.
Build foundation.
Within three days, the foundation must be successfully built!
Fang Xiu closed his eyes again, decided to block all external interference and practice with all his strength.
Until, an affectionate and arrogant voice sounded from the stage.
"Yihong Bookstore welcomes all distinguished guests. In order to express our long-term support, the program has been revised and upgraded. Now we invite Yihong's new oiran, Xiao Qingqiu, to perform on the stage!"
When Fang Xiu opened his eyes, he saw a pretty little girl, holding a pipa in her arms, and walked onto the stage obediently, wishing everyone a blessing.
The little girl is eighteen or nineteen years old, with an oval face, a cherry mouth, low eyebrows, and a youthful and ignorant look.
When people see it, they can't help but feel love and compassion.
"The slave family will sing a little song to cheer up all the cultivators!"
Xiao Qingqiu pursed her lips and smiled shyly, her little cherry mouth opened slightly, and her soft and crisp voice slowly floated out.
The ethereal sound reminds people of the orchid in the valley, and the ancient sound seems to be riding the wind on top of the colorful clouds.
Just listen to her singing quietly: "Play the drum hard and play the gong slowly, stop the gong and stop the drum to listen to singing, sing all kinds of gossip, listen to me singing the Eighteen Touches..."
Lyrics that will be blocked as soon as they are written, each sentence is more interesting than the other.
It forms a sharp contrast with Xiao Qingqiu's innocent and childlike image.
"..."
Fang Xiu almost spit out his tea!
Is this a show you can watch with five spiritual stones?
Ticket prices are set low.
"Finally changed the program, I watched it for two whole days and twisted my butt!"
An old sigh sounded in his ears. Fang Xiu looked back and saw an old Taoist about eighty years old sitting on the chair next to him.
Fang Xiu had met this person before.
Long before he walked into the entertainment room, the veteran was sitting here watching the show.
"Do the programs here never change?"
Fang Xiu was slightly surprised.
Judging from the decoration environment and geographical location, the investment scale of this Yihong Book Apartment is definitely not small.
If there are no variety of exciting programs, how to attract customers and generate revenue!
but.
Fang Xiu looked at the rather deserted auditorium and felt a little clearer.
"The program is shoddy and poorly planned. It's a pity that such a good resource is lost!"
The old Taoist curled his lips, reached out and grabbed a peanut from Fang Xiu's fruit plate, threw it into his mouth, pointed to the plaque of Yihong Shuyu on the stage, and said: "Did you see it? This is so unprofessional. It's called Shuyu. In fact, it’s just a Yaoer at most!”
"Yaoer?"
Fang Xiu didn't know why.
"The culture of brothels has a long history and rich connotations. It is not just a place of desire in the eyes of ordinary people. It also has grades. Book apartments, long three and one two, are all different!"
The old Taoist stroked his sparse beard and said: "The so-called book apartment is elegant and refined. The women who work there are generally called teachers or teachers. They are proficient in playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. They are not prostitutes but show up in the lobby occasionally to perform their own talents. , the guests sat around drinking and enjoying themselves, high-fiving each other.
If you want to be a guest, money alone is not enough. Only if you have good looks and cultural standards, can you be close to beauty, which is true love and freedom!"
"Chang San, he sells his art as well as his body. He is similar to Shu Yu. He can also sing and dance, but his talent level is slightly lower."
"Yaoer is the brothel in the popular sense. As for the lower flower smoke rooms and dark rooms, I understand them all!"
The old Taoist said this, smacking his lips, and his eyes were a little erratic, as if he was remembering the past.
"Junior has learned a lesson!"
Fang Xiu made a cup of hot tea for the old Taoist.
There are specialties in the art industry, and Lao Dao is obviously an expert in this field.
As the saying goes, when people are in the world of martial arts, they have many skills but not too much.
Fang Xiu wants to learn more cultural knowledge in this area!
"Thank you, little friend. There are not many young practitioners these days who understand traditional etiquette and respect the elderly like you do!"
The old Taoist took a sip of tea, his mouth was fragrant, and his wrinkled old face relaxed slightly.
I don't know what past events he was recalling, but the old man stroked his beard and sighed: "I remember when I was young, eight or nine-year-old children would take the initiative to give up their seats to the elderly, but today's young people, hey, don't mention it!"
The old Taoist shook his head, suddenly looked at Fang Xiu, and said doubtfully: "I looked at my little friend's face, the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes were filled with peach blossoms, and his wife's palace was clear and bright. He must have been very popular with women recently, why would he end up in a place where he spends money like this? Come!"
"Senior can also read faces!"
Fang Xiu looked surprised.
Looking back carefully, since his rebirth, he has always had inexplicable relationships with different women.
"I was poor when I was young. I ran a street stall for a few years and learned a few things from a few old gentlemen!" The old Taoist laughed.
"To be honest, senior, this junior has indeed been troubled for the past ten days!"
Fang Xiu sighed.
The female nuns selling tickets, Hu Yan Jingyao, Gu Yu'er, Meng Yuying, Bai Ling'er... appeared around him almost as if they were just watching the flowers on a horse.
Even Master Rouyu's attitude towards him is somewhat thought-provoking.
Zi Yan?
Just half of it, after all, his muscles are better than his!
The experiences of more than ten days were more colorful than the eighteen years in my previous life.
It also makes him always walk on the edge of reason and instinct.
"My little friend, I have lived for more than three hundred years and have experienced so many and varied experiences in my life that it is hard to imagine, but it is only at this age that I have truly understood life!"
The old Taoist priest patted Fang Xiu on the shoulder and said from the bottom of his heart: "Listen to my advice, young people should live freely and do whatever they want. Don't let those red tapes, rules and principles constrain themselves. If you have money, you should enjoy yourself and do whatever you want. , so that when you get old, you will feel that your life was not in vain!"
"You see, this world really exists and is within reach, but if it is true or false, and how many people know it, in the end it is just a mirror, an illusion and reality!"
"How long can you live in this world? Why not drink now and get drunk now? As long as your feelings are true!"