Chapter 55: The First Person to Eat Free Rice



Two days later.

See the fairy city.

Unlike other big cities in the four regions, Jianxian City has no city walls. From a distance, it looks like a densely packed building without any obstructions.

Among them there are numerous shops, towering restaurants and inns, as well as densely packed houses.

Looking down from the sky, it seems like a huge painting spanning the junction of four regions.

On the east side of the painting, there is a mountain towering into the clouds. It is shrouded in fairy mist all year round and is looming. Even a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage cannot get a glimpse of the mountain's true appearance.

This is the place with the richest spiritual energy and the most transcendent status in Hongzhou Continent - Feixian Peak.

"Dear guests, please listen to today's new book!"

"It is said that three hundred years ago, there was still a forest at the foot of Feixian Peak. Countless monks who came to see the mountain could only sleep in the open and see the fairy mountain from afar."

"Later, there was an immortal named Yu who didn't want all living beings to suffer, so he pointed out a flat land under Feixian Peak."

"It is for the monks who come to Guanshan to rest. This is the prototype of Jianxian City."

In Jianxian City, a storytelling teahouse was crowded with people. Monks from all four regions were rubbing shoulders with each other and squeezing into this small teahouse.

The storyteller sitting on the central platform took a sip of the tea bowl. A rough-looking woman wearing only an animal-skin bra and a short skirt asked loudly:

"And then?"

The storyteller laughed and bowed to the rough and sexy woman.

"So you are the Taoist friend from Tiannu Mountain in Beihuang. I have heard of you for a long time."

Everyone in the teahouse immediately looked at the woman from Tiannv Mountain who was speaking, but none of them were surprised.

In the past two days, there have been too many cultivators coming to Jianxian City from the four regions, and people are no longer surprised.

The storyteller continued, "Later, a female cultivator and her husband came to the foot of Feixian Peak. The female cultivator was extremely beautiful, and her husband was also handsome."

"Both husband and wife are at the peak of Nascent Soul stage. They want to get closer to Feixian Peak and use this precious place with rich spiritual energy to break through to the Spiritualization stage and ascend to heaven in one day."

"The two of them settled down at the foot of Feixian Peak. They saw many cultivators who came here to build their own houses, so the female cultivator used her magic power to build a restaurant."

"She also used the snow water flowing down from Feixian Peak to brew wine for her husband to drink, and sold the rest to other cultivators in exchange for cultivation resources."

"I didn't expect this wine to be so delicious that it became more and more famous and attracted more and more customers."

"The restaurant was built higher and higher, from the initial two floors to three, four, five, six floors... When it reached the seventh floor, the husband of the female cultivator successfully ascended to heaven and left her."

"But because the female cultivator focused on the winemaking and restaurant business, her cultivation level fell behind and she could no longer ascend."

"From now on, I can only stay in Jianxian City and be the proprietress of the restaurant."

"This building is the one..."

The storyteller pointed to a seven-story building in the distance and said loudly:

"Xian Niang Lou!"

Countless exclamations suddenly rang out from below.

"So this is the origin of the Xianniang Building?"

"The boss of Xiannianglou is actually a woman? I wonder what she looks like?"

"I'm hundreds of years old. Do you want to be eaten by an old cow?"

"The life span of a Yuanying cultivator is only a few hundred years, or thousands of years. If they have the ability to maintain their youth, they will still look like a young girl!"

Many of the storytellers in the teahouse had just arrived in Jianxian City in the past two days. They were hearing this story, which had been told countless times, for the first time and were immediately filled with curiosity.

Of course, there were also cultivators living in Jianxian City who felt bored and shouted:

"Mr. Wei, tell me something new!"

The storyteller took another sip of tea and said with a smile:

"Now that I have finished the old story, let me tell you a new story. Do you want to hear the story of Saint Xia, Qin Gengyun, and the Taoist Spirit?"

"good!!"

"Just listen to this!!"

"I want to listen to Saint Xia!!"

"Tao Spirit Body? The one that demolished the West Palace? Holy shit, tell me now!"

The monks all became interested and started shouting.

The storyteller stroked his beard and smiled, saying leisurely:

"Speaking of Saint Xia, everyone knows that she met the casual cultivator Qin Gengyun when she was in trouble in her early years. She had no choice but to marry him, but she fell in love with him over time. She is the Saint of the Demon Sect, the best in the world, but she obeys a casual cultivator in everything."

"Fortunately, Qin Gengyun has done well. He has risen from a casual cultivator to a Nascent Soul cultivator and even became the head of the Qin Lian Sect. Now, he is barely worthy of Saint Lady Xia."

Speaking of Xia Qinglian's marriage and obedience to her husband, many cultivators were filled with hatred.

"Damn it, this Qin guy is so lucky!"

"It is said that Qin Gengyun is also domineering at home, and Saint Xia has to cook and wash clothes for him!"

"Fuck! This guy is the number one freeloader!"

"What is this? Don't you know? Saint Xia is already pregnant. Qin Gengyun deserves to die!"

The teahouse was filled with indignation, and countless male cultivators wanted to eat Qin Gengyun alive. The storyteller slammed the gavel to draw the audience's attention back, and laughed:

"Of course, these are no longer secrets. What I want to tell you today is the anecdote about Qin Gengyun and the Dao Spirit Body!"

Suddenly, the teahouse fell silent and everyone looked surprised.

Dao Lingti is number one on the Ascension List, ranking higher than Saint Xia, and he is also a disciple of Feixian Pavilion. How can Qin Gengyun be related to Dao Lingti?

The storyteller laughed, "After causing a big commotion in West Imperial City, the spirit went to Qinglian Mountain again, intending to challenge Saint Xia, but it came up empty-handed, and learned that Saint Xia had gone to the Northern Wasteland."

"So the spirit went to the Northern Wasteland, searched for a while, and finally found Saint Xia."

"The two fought fiercely, but they were evenly matched. Then Qin Gengyun appeared and took advantage of the fact that the spiritual power of the Taoist spirit body was exhausted to launch a surprise attack!"

"The Dao Spirit was actually subdued by him and accompanied him in the Northern Wilderness for several days. What happened during that time is not something that can be told to outsiders."

The storyteller actually string together things that everyone knows and make them into a story.

As for the later battle between Xia Qinglian and the Dao spirit body and the Dao spirit body being ambushed and forced by Qin Gengyun, it was all his fabrication.

Anyway, in order to earn more money from tea sales, just say whatever will make the show more effective.

At this moment, the teahouse was already packed with monks who had come from all over the world to watch the Ascension Ceremony. When they heard his words, the teahouse suddenly exploded.

"No way?! Even the spiritual body has been defiled by Qin Gengyun?!"

"Impossible. A Taoist spirit appears only once every ten thousand years. It is the appearance of an immortal. How can Qin Gengyun be worthy of it?"

"Yes, the Tao Spirit Body's words are as powerful as the Dharma. With just two sentences, he destroyed two seventh-grade formations. How could such a magical power be controlled by Qin Gengyun?"

"Storyteller, you are talking nonsense like this, aren't you afraid of being punished by Feixian Pavilion?!"

The storyteller had not expected these male cultivators to react so violently, but the words had already been spoken, so he could only hold on:

"I have been telling stories here for decades and have never said a single false word. That spirit has, has already..."

He couldn't continue talking here, because he didn't know what happened to the spiritual body.

"What happened? Tell me!"

"This guy is just talking nonsense. Damn it, tear down his teahouse!"

"How dare you slander the Rainbow Fairy? Damn it!"

Many men were about to take action when suddenly a clear and pleasant voice rang out:

"I am already Qin Gengyun's concubine!"


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