The manual was written by an elder with decades of experience living in modern society.
Could an elder be wrong? No, so it must be this strange-looking girl in front of me who's made a mistake.
The shorter one immediately stepped forward to support his senior brother. "That's right, you have to make it clear today that we, the Thousand Shadows Sect, cough cough, we are not easy to bully."
Thousand Shadows Sect?
Linghu Lan's eyes narrowed slightly. So she was Yinghua's disciple.
The Thousand Shadows Sect was founded by Yinghua. After establishing its reputation, he passed it on to a disciple and began to search for a way to advance, entering seclusion to cultivate for more than a hundred years.
After thinking for a moment, she roughly understood that Yinghua's time to emerge from seclusion was approaching, and the disciples had come out to welcome him.
However, Yinghua secluded himself so casually that no one knew where he was in seclusion, so they sent out disciples to search for him. Just now, the commotion they caused while testing Meng Xiaofei's dream-making ability attracted them here.
In the story, Mo Sheng'er was fortunate enough to be exposed to the spiritual energy that filled the room where Ying Hua emerged from seclusion when Ying Hua came out of seclusion. However, she did not know how to guide the spiritual energy to circulate and consume within her body, and her body was almost burst.
When Yinghua saw this, she came to her rescue, not only opening her pulse but also teaching her breathing techniques.
Mo Sheng'er woke up one night to find herself already a first-grade spiritual practitioner.
Such luck would be considered top-tier in the cultivation world.
Many cultivators spend over a year accumulating rare and precious materials before they have a chance to cultivate into a first-grade spiritual cultivator.
Mo Sheng'er was casually touched by spiritual energy and suddenly found herself with a famous teacher, which led to her rapid rise in status and the start of her cultivation journey.
Thinking of this, Linghu Lan couldn't help but sigh silently: Comparing people can really be infuriating!
"Hey! Why aren't you saying anything? What's wrong with the two of us?" The taller one was getting a little annoyed when he saw Linghu Lan staring blankly and ignoring them.
Linghu Lan looked them up and down and laughed, “From head to toe, in every way, it’s strange. Red bow ties, white shirts, tailcoats, slicked-back hair, black leather shoes, and a cane in their hand. This is how people dressed decades ago. If someone dressed like that now, people would think they were going to act in a play or were a waiter.”
The two looked each other up and down, both stunned. Had they really dressed up wrong?
Linghu Lan continued, "And your way of speaking, 'Miss,' those terms are outdated. 'Miss' is now a proper noun used to refer to a certain type of illicit profession. The correct way to address a 'Miss' these days is... 'One Hundred Yuan'!"
"What? You have to call a girl 'one hundred yuan'? What if there are two girls together? Do you have to call them 'two hundred yuan'?"
Linghu Lan: "..."
As expected, time seems to stand still in the world of immortals. These two ancient people really tried their best to be funny on their first trip down the mountain.
She looked up and gave the two of them a deep look, then said calmly, "Answer one question, one hundred yuan. If you want to know the correct way to address a girl, pay up."
"Phew!" The two breathed a sigh of relief. Money? They had it. When they came down the mountain, their master had given each of them a wad of cash, afraid that it wouldn't be enough!
They also gave each of them a mobile phone, which was very convenient to use. It was much more convenient than using the jade slip for transmitting sound, and it even had powerful functions, including video calls.
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