Zhu Lingwu then took his mind back from the storytelling downstairs, but looked carefully at the portal of Naya Room.

"Dongdong!"

The man knocked on the wooden door of the elegant room first, and then whispered, "Hello, Mr. Zhu! The villain is selling news! Could it be that he came in?"

Zhu Lingwu's brows moved slightly. The other party was just a title, and it seemed that he had already known his identity.

"Oh, please come in!"

Then the wooden door of the Nayashi room was pushed open, and a man who looked about to be in his thirties walked in, wearing a storytelling apprentice costume.

Zhu Lingwu's soul thoughts then swept him. Sure enough, this person also had spiritual power fluctuations on his body, and he was considered a practitioner.

The man naturally sensed Zhu Lingwu's soul thoughts and smiled slightly on his face, "Haha, Mr. Zhu, this is not very good!"

"Well, sorry! I didn't expect that it was also a fellow Taoist! However, fellow Taoist's attitude was too low!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately acted as a rash attitude of a gentry's children, but since this person is also a qi-refining man, why did he put his attitude so much like those common people?

"Haha, the status is just a common idea! Since Mr. Zhu wants to buy news, he is naturally the master of our storytellers. The news is only divided into high and low. I wonder what kind of news Mr. Zhu wants to buy?"

This storyteller-like man laughed at him, but quickly brought the topic to the point.

Zhu Lingwu blinked. Although he knew from Meng Yaoshi's memory that he could buy news from such a storytelling teahouse, he still didn't know much about the origin of these storytellers.

What's more, these storytellers are really cultivators who refine qi and cultivate immortals. It's really hard to imagine what benefits they can bring to their qi and cultivate qi every day.

But this is just the secret of these storytellers themselves, and Zhu Lingwu didn't want to worry about anything.

"Well, what kind of news is expensive? What kind of news is cheap?"

Zhu Lingwu asked according to his words, actually wondering how they distinguish the levels of their selling news.

"That's it! Haha, Mr. Zhu would rather just say what news he wants to buy first!"

The man dressed in a storytelling apprentice was careless, but he refused to tell the news clearly.

Zhu Lingwu thought for a moment in his heart, and then said, "The first news is, I want to know where my tribe members are now? The second news is, I want to know where the mountain gate of the Chunyang Sect of the Great Jin Dynasty is, or when will they open the mountain gate to accept disciples!"

The man dressed in a storyteller apprentice smiled again when he heard this, "Well, is this the first news? It takes two days. The price can be given to Mr. Zhu, which is only 100 taels of gold! The second news, if you want to know the mountain gate of Chunyang Sect, the price is not cheap. Mr. Zhu is afraid that he can't afford it, and he needs two lower-level spirit stones! However, the news that Mr. Chunyang Sect opened the mountain gate and accepted disciples was cheap, and it would be 50 taels of gold!"

After hearing this, Zhu Lingwu looked embarrassed and thought about it. In fact, he didn't care too much about the whereabouts of the Zhu clan members who escaped first. Now he deliberately inquired about it just to make his previous statements appear true and not to reveal his identity.

Now it seems that the organizations behind these storytellers should have known their identities from the information they registered in Yiyang City.

As a child of a gentry who was separated from his tribe, asking about his tribe’s whereabouts is a normal manifestation, otherwise these people who sell intelligence will be suspicious.

The second question is what Zhu Lingwu wanted to ask for, but he didn't expect that just the location of the mountain gate of Chunyang Sect, it would cost two lower-level spirit stones. The price is really not cheap.

For secular gentry families, spirit stones are also extremely rare, and perhaps not at all, but most of these spirit stones are used to maintain the ban on the family's ancestral land.

As for the children of aristocratic families like Zhu Lingwu, there are generally few spirit stones in them, so this storyteller disciple who sells news directly ruled out that Zhu Lingwu has the possibility of spirit stones.

Fortunately, the news about the opening of the mountain gate of Chunyang Sect and accepting disciples is not very expensive. After all, this news is not a secret matter.

"Spiritual stone? Do you want so much gold?" Zhu Lingwu said deliberately hesitantly.

This behavior made the storyteller disciple who sold news smile again. After entering the elegant room, he was secretly looking at Zhu Lingwu.

However, Zhu Lingwu's whole body was covered by the travel black cloak, and he couldn't tell whether Zhu Lingwu had a lot of money on him.

And this year, there are no silver notes, paper money, etc. Generally, business travelers either carry some precious jewelry, or they need to hire people to carry a few trucks of gold cakes, copper coins, etc., and as for storage bags, they are not something that ordinary people can play with.

Fortunately, the golden cake was also common in the secular world of the Jin Dynasty. Even ordinary copper coins were basically universal, but some of the minted coins from the feudal states had to be revaluated according to their quality.

Now Zhu Lingwu obviously doesn’t carry so many things on him. What he can take out now is just five taels of gold.

Unless this gentry child has a storage bag on his body, he might have other gains.

The storyteller apprentice thought in his heart, and then looked at Zhu Lingwu's face with his eyes.

"Haha, there is no way, small-book transactions, these news can only be obtained at a very high price! For example, Mr. Zhu's clan members, if Mr. Zhu placed an order, we would naturally send people to find it, so we would also have to spend a lot of money in two days! As for the mountain gate of Chunyang Sect, this is a secret information of the immortal cultivation world, so naturally we cannot use vulgar things as a price!"

The storyteller apprentice deliberately explained Zhu Lingwu like this, and he really wanted to know how Zhu Lingwu would answer.

Zhu Lingwu pondered for a while as if thinking, then said again, "Well, it's a pity that I don't have that much gold now. Alas, I heard that it costs money to go to Zhenwu Temple in the city to verify my identity. If I don't have money, I can go to the pawn shop in the city to exchange for money! Alas, in fact, there is nothing valuable on me, I just don't know if these two bottles of elixirs can be exchanged for some money!"

Zhu Lingwu said, deliberately stretched out his hand and touched the cloak. In fact, he put two bottles of elixir out of the storage bag in his sleeve.

This pill was the first time he went to see the three ancestors of the seventh house of Zhu's family. He got the Shuilin Dan and Shipi Dan. These two pills might have been regarded as treasures in the past, but now they also feel a little useless.

Thinking back to the time, with the help of the seven-room Taoist Taoist, Zhu Lingwu forced to ask for these elixirs and three paper crane talismans from the other two ancestors, but he was extremely happy, but now Zhu Lingwu really doesn't like these things.

Perhaps the water Lin Dan given by the Baishui Taoist still has some effect. If you really suffer any injuries, you can use elixirs to treat it.

But if the Shiping Taoist's Stone Pill really encountered a battle between Qi Refiners, Zhu Lingwu would not dare to use the defense generated by this pill to resist other people's spells, which would be of some effect to those mortal martial arts masters.

Unless it is a competition that is only a little bit, you may also use pills to increase your defense. But generally speaking, such a competition is even more powerful, wouldn’t it be a waste?

So now Zhu Lingwu couldn't help but take them out, deliberately pretending not to understand the market, and was preparing to exchange these elixirs for money.

These two kinds of elixirs are in line with the identity of the children of his gentry. If he really takes the things obtained from the storage bags of the demon monks and Qinghua Sect monks, he will be suspected of his identity.

There are also restrictions on what ordinary gentry children can take out, after all, they are just families in the secular world.

The man dressed as an apprentice of the storyteller couldn't help but feel secretly happy when he saw Zhu Lingwu taking out two bottles of elixirs and said, "It's indeed a fat pig in the aristocratic family, well, I just don't know what level of elixir it is."

These elixirs are considered useless to Zhu Lingwu, but they are actually valuable in the secular world, especially in the hands of those mortal martial arts masters, which are of extraordinary effect, comparable to the so-called immortal pills.

"Oh, it's not a good thing that is the young master from Zhu's family. Well, we actually say that Shushu and Teahouse can also buy such elixirs, but I still need to evaluate it before I can bid! Mr. Zhu, can you show me these elixirs?"

"Oh, that's it! Well, but when my ancestors gave me these two bottles of elixirs, they were also precious things. My ancestors also divided me two bottles of elixirs for self-defense because of everyone's escape this time! Otherwise, I only sold a few, I don't know if it's OK!"

Zhu Lingwu deliberately made a look of unwillingness, hesitated on his face before continuing, "Well, my two bottles of elixir, one bottle is called Shuilin Dan, which can treat internal and external injuries after being injured, and the other bottle is called Stone Pill, which increases the body's defense after taking it! They are all carefully refined by the ancestors of my clan after building the foundation!"

"Well, that's it. I know these two kinds of elixirs. I just don't know the grade, so I can really exchange some money! However, Mr. Zhu, you still have to let me see it so that I can give Mr. Zhu a price!"

The man dressed as an apprentice in the storyteller and glanced at the two pill bottles in Zhu Lingwu's hand when he heard this. He really knew about this pill.

Zhu Lingwu thought for a while and poured out a pill from the two pill bottles. The water-lin pill looked crystal clear like jade fat, like white cod liver oil, while the stone skin pill looked like a fish-skin peanut, and it looked ordinary on the surface.

With Zhu Lingwu's knowledge now, he knows that these two elixirs are medium-grade. The water-lin pill contains naturally innate water spiritual power, while the stone pill contains innate earth spiritual power, and some spiritual power is added.
Chapter completed!