Girl, I’ll Teach You Cultivation

The houses on both sides of the river, the boats moored on the river, and even the texture of the water flow all make Jiang Xiu feel familiar. The intersection with this place seems to be the most important part of the lost memory.

He called softly: "Zhaorong!"

But Shangguan Zhaorong who was standing beside him did not respond. When Jiang Xiu turned his head to look, he found that Zhaorong was staring at the scene in front of him, lost his mind, "What's the matter? You don't like this place?"

Shangguan Zhaorong came back to his senses without a trace, smiled and shook his head lightly: "How could it be, as long as the young master likes it."

This is, after all, the land of fireworks.

Jiang Xiu responded, feeling a little strange in his heart, he and Shangguan Zhaorong fit so well with this portrait of heaven and earth, as if even Zhaorong belonged here, and asked, "Have you brought any money?"

The land of fireworks is the most expensive.

Shangguan Zhaorong shook his head and said: "Not much, if you need a lot, we can sell some resources. When we got off the flying boat, Elder Wu Shangque gave a lot of pills."

Of course, they also have a lot of resources themselves. Jiang Xiu's practice is now suspended, and the resources have been saved. The resources of the true disciples of Tianxingzong for one month are enough to exchange for the money of Tianwen Digital.

In the eyes of cultivators, money is basically useless, just like gold in the desert. If you don't have water, mountains of gold and silver are also dung.

"Well, let's change some."

Jiang Xiu turned and left, while Shangguan Zhaorong looked back at the river bank nostalgicly, with a strange look in his eyes, with a bit of sigh and emotion.

In the Xianwu Continent, there are many places where resources can be exchanged for money. At that time, it was the opposite. If you use money to buy some low-level cultivation resources, of course they will also receive resources.

"Guests, please come inside!" The waiter saw Jiang Xiu and his wife coming in, with a respectful tone.

"I don't know what the two guests need?"

Shangguan Zhaorong said: "We want to exchange some money and use elixirs..."

Hearing this, the man bowed deeply to Jiang Xiu and Shangguan Zhaorong.

"It turned out to be a Shangxian!"

"I don't know what level the two Shangxian are going to sell?"

Shangguan Zhaorong took out the lowest-level elixir on his body: "The sixth-level Huanglong Pill..."

The man gasped: "One?"

The powerhouses of the fifth-level Huanglongdan audience are at the level of celestial beings, and they are at the level of high-ranking celestial beings. Jiang Xiu was at this level before he was injured. Of course, the Zongmen issued according to this standard.

"No, a bottle!"

Huanglong Pill is said to use Huanglongcao as the main medicine, and Huanglongcao needs to be nourished by ambergris to grow. Ambergris is the saliva of Huanglong. Therefore, Huanglongcao can only be found in places where Huanglong lives, and it is very rare.

"One, one, one... bottle?" The waiter's eyes widened in surprise, his mouth was in a twitch for a long time, what a joke, one bottle is already so precious, it turned out to be a bottle.

"Exchanging money?"

Shangguan Zhaorong said, "Yes!"

The waiter is already confused, this level of pills is priceless, many high-ranking officials have money and want to buy one, but they can't buy one, and it is even more precious to cultivators. Sell ​​a bottle.

Absolutely generous.

"The two immortals will be later, the younger one can't be the master, so I have to invite the boss."

This hall is called Eight Immortals Pavilion, and it sells high-grade pills, talismans, flying swords, etc. It is the largest one here, and I believe the boss has such financial resources.

Not long after, a middle-aged Confucian scholar came and hurriedly said, "I've seen two celestial beings, and the young one is the owner of this small shop. I heard that the two celestial beings are going to sell a whole bottle of Huanglong Pill."

Shangguan Zhaorong threw the whole bottle of Huanglong Pill over and said, "A bottle of twelve pills, please check."

The other party took it to the side of the long table, spread a piece of clean cloth on it, poured out all the pills inside and checked it, and confirmed that all twelve pills were Huanglong pills.

"The two immortals, do you want spirit stones, gold beads, silver, or..."

These things are not easy to carry, gold beads need several big boxes to carry them, silver is even worse, even the most valuable spirit stones need a lot.

Jiang Xiu said, "Let's just exchange the banknotes."

"A small amount of spirit stones!"

The man was overjoyed when he heard that the banknotes were customized by the country, and the other party would definitely spend them here when he exchanged them. He is not only the owner of this shop, but also the royal family of this country.

As night fell, the number of pedestrians on the road not only did not decrease but increased, especially on both sides of the river bank, the lights were feasting, and the sounds of various tunes and drinking noises came.

"My lord, do you want to hold the oiran?"

Jiang Xiu shook his head secretly. He had won the honorary title once. At that time, he was not the suzerain of Tianxingzong, and Jiang Luoluo's reputation was not so great, but he felt that he had won the award twice, and the other time should be a lost memory. For the part, he didn't want to hold the oiran, but just wanted to retrieve the lost memory. This is a hole, he can't let it go.

Looking at the river bank, a picture appeared in Jiang Xiu's mind. A woman was standing on the river bank with an oil-paper umbrella in her hand. The rain was not heavy, but it was very clear and comfortable.

The woman is tall and slender, dressed in white clothes like snow, in the wind and rain, under the light of the roadside, filled with hazy beauty, like the most beautiful fairy in the world, deeply attracted Jiang Xiu.

Jiang Xiu believes that any man will be attracted by her when he sees her back. She is so perfect. Her long hair flutters slightly in the wind, her waist is slim, her hips are high, her legs are straight and slender, and her figure is indescribable. Merry.

But she never looked back, Jiang Xiu couldn't see clearly who she was?

"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang..."

Jiang Xiu seemed to hear him calling himself.

"My son, my son..."

Jiang Xiu suddenly woke up from the memory, looked at Zhaorong in astonishment, his face was a little bit shocked and confused: "Zhaorong, are you calling me?"

"My son, what's the matter with you?"

Jiang Xiu hurriedly turned his head and looked towards the river bank. There was no one there, and there was no rain. She must be someone I met before, otherwise the memory would not be so deep.

"You called me Big Brother Jiang just now?"

A trace of astonishment flashed across Shangguan Zhaorong's clear black and white eyes, he shook his head and said, "No."

"Yeah?"

Jiang Xiu said, "Could you call Big Brother Jiang to listen?"

Shangguan Zhaorong's eyelashes flickered slightly, and he glanced at him coquettishly and said, "Don't you like Zhaorong calling you son, so that you can satisfy the wicked taste of your wicked old society."

This is what Jiang Xiu said in certain places, and he is still very cold on weekdays, just like some girls, who usually speak Mandarin, can speak some island languages ​​at special times.

Zhaorong's face was flushed, she was so delicate and charming, her cheeks were perfect without any blemish, her skin was white and flawless, she was easily shy, and the shyness of a girl was even more touching.

"Brother Jiang is also very interesting."

Shangguan Zhaorong bit his red lips, feeling so ashamed that he was being molested to death, his delicate body was a little hot: "Jiang, Brother Jiang."

Jiang Xiu shook his head and said, "No, you should be more sad, helpless, and sad."

Shangguan Zhaorong really wanted to give her son a kick, but he couldn't bear it, so he could only endure the shame and irritation in his heart, and called out: "Brother Jiang..."

"Call again..."

"Brother Jiang!"

Hearing Zhaorong's cry, Jiang Xiu's eyes gradually became more and more suspicious, like, too like. Sometimes Jiang Xiuzhen couldn't tell the girls' voices apart, they seemed to be very nice and sweet, as crisp and sweet as jade beads falling beside them.

When Xie Ting came up from the water and became a goddess, she was called Brother Jiang when she first saw her. Shangguan Zhaorong also called him Brother Jiang when she came up from the water, and the figure in her mind also called herself Brother Jiang.

Have they been in touch before?

Xie Ting must have a connection with Shangguan Zhaorong, but what about the woman in her mind?

"Zhaorong, have you been here before?"

Shangguan Zhaorong felt that Jiang Xiu's eyes were very sharp, as if they could penetrate directly into her heart, she smiled and said: "No, it's Zhaorong's first time here, not to mention, this is a place of fireworks. Zhaorong would not have come to this kind of place if he wasn't with the young master."

A flower boat swayed from the river bank. As soon as this boat appeared, the crowds on both sides of the river immediately went into a trance. Many people started shouting. It felt like a star on the earth appeared. Those fans shouted so and so, I love you , I want to give birth to monkeys for you, these people right now are almost in the same mood.

What they threw on board, though, was money.

"It's about to start."