In the end, Chen Xun did not buy the bronze mirror. After a few words of evasion, he left under the regretful eyes of the stall owner and the girl.

The reason is simple, he has no money.

He only had a dozen copper horns on him, which was the only remaining wealth he had. And the bronze mirror cost nearly a silver tooth, which he couldn't afford at all.

But at least he finally understood what kind of changes [Qiyu Xuanang] had brought to him.

Most of the glances cast from time to time on the street were those of women. Chen Xun remained calm on the surface, and thought a little ecstatically:

"If you are handsome, you are just different. Charm and luck are just like a soft meal... No, they are a weapon to start a harem."

With his thoughts running wildly in his mind, he did not forget the business and soon came to a fork in the street, at the door of a rather stylish teahouse.

This teahouse is a place where I used to beg. It is a place where all kinds of religions gather together. Storytellers from out of town often come here to tell stories, which is very suitable for inquiring about news.

"Speaking of the ancient times, this world did not have many supernatural beings. Until three thousand years ago, seven stars appeared in a row, the sky changed, fairy ruins came to the world, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the corpses of many immortals, strange beasts, and even demons fell like rain...

"

As soon as we entered the teahouse, the lobby on the first floor was actually overcrowded. Not only were all the tables occupied, there was not much room to stand.

In the middle of the hall, there is a stage where a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe and a short beard spits out the words with great passion:

"Then on those immortal corpses, there were countless spiritual treasures, immortal magic, magic, curses and Gu, and immortal connections. Overnight, the world was turned upside down. Many people received God-given opportunities and inheritance from the immortal corpses, and were able to reborn. Since then, countless immortal sects have

The door rises from the ground, and the path of spiritual practice flourishes in the world..."

"And what's even more incredible is that since the Fairy Ruins first appeared in the world, every few decades when the stars turn, there will be another spectacle of seven stars in a row. At the same time, the mysterious Fairy Ruins, which is suspected to be the ruins of the fairy world, will also appear again, triggering

Countless monks are going crazy..."

As soon as he came in and heard this content, Chen Xun couldn't help but feel moved.

In the mortal world, there are various sects, and the legends and secrets of immortals and gods are flying all over the sky. The story of the immortal ruins is the most famous one. The original owner who often hangs out in teahouses and restaurants can almost memorize it.

"It's interesting..."

He was quite curious about this legendary secret, and even suspected that it was probably true.

Nothing will come out of nowhere. After all, this is the world of heroes and heroines, so nothing that happens is surprising.

Moreover, in the memory of the original owner, he had met several elderly people who were over seventy years old. They all claimed that they had witnessed the illusion of the fairy ruins when they were young. Their words were so conclusive that the original owner was convinced.

"Sir, we have heard what you said, change it, change it!"

However, while Chen Xun was listening with great interest, most of the other tea drinkers around him seemed impatient and shouted:

"That's right, why do the storytellers from outside always like to talk about this? I'm tired of hearing it!"

"Is there anything new and interesting? If not, hurry up and get down!"

A bunch of people in the hall began to boo, and the passionate storyteller on the stage was so angry that he suddenly slapped his hand on the wall to suppress all the noise:

"Okay, okay...then do you know what it means to reach the ninth level of immortality in the lofty world of monasticism?"

"Do you know that after reaching the ninth level of immortality, you can become an immortal, and what kind of immortal you become!?"

"Do you know that there are thousands of sects in the world, large and small, but there are still ten supreme immortal sects?"

These three questions immediately shocked everyone in the teahouse.

In the silence, someone carefully took out a copper horn from his arms and threw it into the bamboo basket in front of the stage:

"Sir, please tell me?"

"That's right, we are too blind to see Taishan. Sir, please don't mind!"

"Speak quickly, speak quickly, we will listen!"

Amidst the noise and shouting, the storyteller remained unmoved. A boy started to walk away with a money basket in his hands. The itchy teagoers below began to donate their money, and one or two copper horns were thrown towards the bamboo basket like raindrops.

Even Chen Xun had to take out one of the few copper corners and throw it in.

It's not that he doesn't want to be a prostitute for nothing, it's just that his appearance and temperament are so outstanding that the guy keeps watching him swing the money basket in front of him, even if he doesn't invest.

After half a cup of tea, at least dozens of copper horns were put into the account. The storyteller's face became a little better, and he snorted:

"Since you are eager to know, I will tell you. Everyone knows that whether it is the way of blood and energy martial arts, the way of soul cultivation, or the way of practicing qi and cultivation, they all come from the inheritance of the Immortal Corpse in the Immortal Ruins.

Among them, the top inheritances, those with the ability to transcend the world and become immortals, are all in those first-class sects. If you want to become an immortal, in addition to having great wisdom and perseverance, you must climb the ninth level.

This ninth level, also known as the ninth level of ascending to immortality, is a hurdle that countless monks in the world have to climb with great difficulty!"

A spectator immediately shouted: "These are the nine levels of immortality. What are the explanations for each level?"

"Ascension to the ninth level of immortality is the secret of each major sect. Even a storyteller like me cannot know it very clearly."

The storyteller kept his secrets secret:

"But I do know that the ninth to seventh ranks are called the lower third rank. At least 90% of the monks in the world are at this stage. But don't think of it as the lower third rank. The top monks among them, facing ordinary soldiers, even if they are

One is worth a thousand;

The sixth to fourth grades are the middle third grade. Only 10% of the monks in the world can reach this level. They have often been reborn and have mastered mystical methods. The most powerful monks among them can mobilize thousands of troops and force an entire country to encircle and suppress them.

, it’s hard to do anything about it;

And the last three to first level are naturally the upper three levels. These beings are already the top beings among monks, and they are a minority among the few. They destroy mountains, move mountains and fill seas. Their realm and methods are so unpredictable that they are almost not mine.

Waiting for what mortals can imagine.”

The tea guests present were swaying as they listened, wishing that they were that high-ranking, third-grade Taoist master. Chen Xun was also listening with relish and was fascinated.

After all, as long as he has a golden finger and develops steadily, he will definitely be able to reach the realm mentioned by the storyteller.

In the restlessness, another tea guest asked excitedly: "Sir, the monks who reach the third level are so terrifying, what about the so-called immortals?"

The storyteller stroked his beard and smiled:

"A real immortal is far away from the world of mortals, has no concern for worldly affairs, and has no chance to be seen by the world. How can we ordinary people understand it?

But I can tell you that even immortals have different opinions.

According to the records in my family's classics, martial arts monks who practice to the extreme, break through the mysteries of life and death, and have martial arts that connect the gods, can be called immortals;

If a spiritual monk cultivates to the extreme, his spiritual soul leaves the body, survives thunder tribulations, and reverses yin and yang, he can be called a ghost immortal;
Chapter completed!