Chapter 456 Unknown Teahouse

Longdu.

When Li Mingyang heard about Longdu for the first time, in his opinion, Longdu was a city very far away from him. Although he knew that he would go to Longdu sooner or later, he did not think about the specific day. However, when Li Mingyang finally stood outside Longdu City, he found that he was not as excited as expected.

Zhao Lingrui looked at Li Mingyang and said with a smile, "What? Do you feel that dragons are not worthy of the name?"

Li Mingyang shook his head: "No, if there is a real background, it will naturally not appear on the surface. There is nothing more shocking than this that can accommodate at least hundreds of mysterious transmission arrays in a small city."

Zhao Lingrui raised his thumb and said, "It's worthy of being a ghost king. His opinions are really different."

"Less nonsense, do I need you to flatter?" Li Mingyang pushed Zhao Lingrui and walked into Longdu.

In fact, Zhao Lingrui's previous speculation is not unfounded. Although Longdu is even the center of the whole Central Plains, if you look at the structure and pattern of Longdu alone, you really can't see that this city is too different from other cities. If you really want to say, the wall is higher and thicker, the outer city is wider, and the inner city wall is higher and thicker than that of the outer city.

In addition, Longdu is not much different from some large-scale monk cities that Li Mingyang has seen.

"I have sent someone to contact the people at the Royal Auction House and talk about cooperation when their people come." Zhao Lingrui walked to Li Mingyang and said.

"When did you send someone?" Li Mingyang was slightly stunned. After entering Longdu, Zhao Lingrui had been following him.

Seeing Li Mingyang's surprised appearance, Zhao Lingrui smiled proudly and said, "Don't you dare to come to Longdu? Although Longtingjun is not involved in the business in Longdu, it is impossible not to leave an eye line here."

"Oh." Li Mingyang nodded and subconsciously asked, "Long Tingjun's people don't do business here, so what do they want to do? They can't be ordinary people. What can they find out?"

Zhao Lingrui was stunned, and then said timidly, "The people who do eyeliner here are just responsible for squandering Lingshi."

Li Mingyang looked at Zhao Lingrui again and said with a last smile, "That's right, that's right." This is indeed Li Mingyang's most real idea. It is not an excessive to say that a place like Longdu is a crouching tiger and hiding dragon. Leaving a person here is only responsible for squandering spiritual stones and putting on a posture that seems to have endless spiritual stones, which will naturally attract the attention of some people with faces in Longdu. It is naturally easy to make friends with one after another. Up. In this way, the network has been built, and the information network has been created.

Zhao Lingrui only regarded Li Mingyang as perfunctory and did not explain too much.

"This teahouse is very famous. The spiritual tea here is really unique and worth tasting." Zhao Lingrui knew Li Mingyang's character, and it was naturally impossible for him to experience the dazzling enjoyments in Longdu with his temper, so he simply brought him to the teahouse.

Sometimes Zhao Lingrui really admires Li Mingyang. Obviously, he is already the prince of the largest county in the Central Plains, but he is still like a bitter monk every day. After thinking about it, it is this spiritual tea that is the most suitable thing to recommend to Li Mingyang.

"This teahouse has no name?" Li Mingyang asked curiously, "Didn't you say that this place is very famous?"

"It's just a gimmick, it's just a gimmick. It's a very simple means, an unknown teahouse, and small means are naturally more attractive." Zhao Lingrui explained with a smile, and then took Li Mingyang in.

It is said that it is a teahouse, but in fact it is not as elegant as Li Mingyang imagined. On the contrary, it looks like a very ordinary theater. More than a dozen Eight Immortal Tables are placed in the room casually. As soon as you enter the door, you can see a large stage there, but no one has been singing on it yet. The teahouse has only three floors and can't accommodate many people. After Li Mingyang came in, he frowned slightly. The temporary chaos here has exceeded his imagination.

Zhao Lingrui smiled again and said, "Forbear it, Lord Ghost King, just think of it as coming to drink or drinking tea." After saying that, Li Mingyang found an empty tea table and sat down.

"Two pots of best spiritual tea." Zhao Lingrui began to shout loudly as soon as he sat down. A servant in the distance answered confidently, and then began to get busy.

Although he knew very well that there were many powerful families in Longdu, and he also knew that this was a place to hide dragons and crouching tigers, Li Mingyang did feel a little boring after entering Longdu, but after seeing the situation in the teahouse, he couldn't help but be a little interested and began to look at the situation around him curiously.

But after looking around, Li Mingyang was stunned to find that some people around him frowned and glanced at him, and faintly heard someone say "Tubaozi" again.

"We are very unpopular here?" Aware of something strange, Li Mingyang suddenly asked cautiously. He was used to fighting. When he saw anything strange, he would first think about whether the other party wanted to take action against him.

Zhao Lingrui shook his head with a smile and said, "It's just a group of poor people. They don't like us local rich people."

"How can you become a rich man after drinking two pots of tea?" Li Mingyang asked puzzledly.

"Hey, I don't know, a pot of 10,000-grade spiritual tea in this unknown teahouse." Zhao Lingrui stretched out a fat finger and said proudly.

Li Mingyang was really shocked and said, "Is it? A pot of tea needs 10,000 top-grade spiritual stones?" Although the 10,000-grade spiritual stone is nothing to Li Mingyang now, he is still a little unacceptable to hear that a pot of tea costs so much.

The voice of the voice was a little louder, and several monks around him looked at Li Mingyang without hiding their contempt.

"If you think it's expensive, you still come here to drink, and you dare to ask for two pots, hum."

Listening to these people's sour words, Li Mingyang couldn't laugh or cry. He could notice that most of the monks in this teahouse are young monks. Of course, in Li Mingyang's eyes, the monks under the age of 50 are all young monks. After all, after his strength reached the peak of the real spiritual world, Li Mingyang's mentality was unconsciously I'm much older, and it seems that I really need to fit in with my real age.

Looking at a group of junior monks around him, even if he heard them mocking himself, Li Mingyang was not angry, but felt very funny.

When looking at several monks talking about himself in a low voice, Zhao Lingrui also explained the situation of the spiritual tea here. It turned out that the spiritual tea here is really a spiritual tea made from the best spiritual stone and using special refining methods. Speaking of taste, it is actually average, but the spiritual power contained in spiritual tea is very strong, and because the refining method is very smart, even if it is comparable to the spiritual power of the best spiritual stone, it can be easily absorbed and refined. A pot of the best spiritual tea, the spiritual power contained in it is quite amazing. So in fact, drinking spiritual tea here is also equivalent to a kind of practice.

Of course, this is just a rhetoric. After all, it is better for monks who are really in good physical condition to directly refine spiritual stones. However, listening to a pot of spiritual tea, Li Mingyang is looking forward to tasting this excellent spiritual tea.

It's just that Zhao Lingrui suddenly asked quietly, "Yes, you are practicing ghost art. Is it okay to drink spiritual tea?"

"It's okay. I just taste it and don't drink much." Li Mingyang said lightly that spiritual power is harmful to his body, but as long as he is not hit by a powerful spell, there will be no problem.

"My people sent me a message saying that they had contacted an elder in the auction house. Do you want to go with me to have a look, or will I go first?" Before Lingcha came up, Zhao Lingrui suddenly said.

Li Mingyang thought for a moment and said, "Can you deal with it yourself?"

"What can't be done is to come here to do business, not to kill people."

Li Mingyang blushed. Although it was not long, he found it difficult for him to integrate into a peaceful life. After saying that, Zhao Lingrui realized that his tone seemed to be a little heavy, and immediately smiled and said, "I'll meet the elder first. We just asked them to sell something and try to make them pay less commission. Just wait for me here. You'll have no problem."

Li Mingyang waved his hand impatiently and said, "Go and do your business. I'll wait for you here."

When Zhao Lingrui left, Li Mingyang suddenly became more and more attention-catching. After all, most of the people who drink spiritual tea here are people who want a pot of spiritual tea. The spiritual power in spiritual tea suddenly becomes very soft because of the special refining method, but the spiritual power absorbed every day will be limited. The faster the physique the monk absorbs spiritual power, the greater the amount they can absorb.

But there is too much spiritual power in the best spiritual tea. Many monks really can't drink these spiritual teas by themselves. Coupled with the expensive price of spiritual tea, it is naturally very common for people to drink a pot of tea here. Just now, Li Mingyang and the other two asked for two pots of spiritual tea, which was exaggerated enough. Now as Zhao Lingrui left, Li Mingyang guarded two pots of spiritual tea and attracted some people's guidance.

Li Mingyang drank tea slowly as if no one else was around. After a cup of spiritual tea, he felt a trembling all over his body. The severe pain almost made him throw the teacup on the ground.

The spiritual power in Lingcha is too strong. Although Zhao Lingrui has introduced it in detail before, Li Mingyang did not expect it to be so special. If you are a monk, drinking spiritual tea every day is indeed a good way to practice. Unfortunately, my current physique is really not suitable for such things. The severe pain just now is because the spiritual power is too strong. Although this kind of injury is not fatal, Li Mingyang is not a masochist, and naturally he will not taste it again.

"See, that stinky boy can't drink a cup of tea. Why do you come here to drink spiritual tea with this strength?"

Seeing Li Mingyang sitting there with only one drink, some monks began to talk sourly again. Li Mingyang still ignores it, but only studies what he is interested in.

Although the arrival of Li Mingyang has attracted the attention of some monks for a long time, over time, these fairies in the dragon capital naturally talked about what they were interested in.

Li Mingyang was originally studying how to refine this spiritual tea, because he flashed after drinking the spiritual tea and remembered what kind of effect it would be if he integrated blood beads into the spiritual tea. In fact, after cultivating the power of chaos, Li Mingyang also has some new understanding of the power of the world. Li Mingyang has always tried to regain his spiritual power. Although it has proved that the power of Huangquan and even the power of chaos is the power of a higher class, as a human monk, he is naturally the most kind to spiritual power.

But just as he tried to integrate blood beads into the spiritual tea, he heard someone talking about his name. In Longdu, he suddenly heard the words "Ghost King" and "Li Mingyang". Li Mingyang suddenly raised his head and found that no one was looking at him, but these people were discussing their affairs very seriously. Only then did Li Mingyang suddenly realize that he was already a little famous in Longdu.

After a little complacency, Li Mingyang continued to study how to integrate blood beads and spiritual tea. Soon he began to arrange the magic array on the tea table. He was not afraid of being seen by others, and once Li Mingyang wanted to study something, he naturally did not want his thoughts to be interrupted. .

Gradually, the voices of people's discussion were much lower, and they all looked at him curiously. When they saw that Li Mingyang was actually trying to use the magic array to fuse spiritual tea with a strange thing, they were first stunned, and then some people were surprised and some people were puzzled, but more people still scolded Li Ming. Yang is a fool...

The best spiritual tea with a pot of 10,000 spiritual stones has caused him harm.

Li Mingyang not only harmed one pot, but soon the two pots of spiritual tea disappeared, but the more Li Mingyang studied, the more excited he became. He immediately shouted directly, "Two more pots of spiritual tea."

Hearing his words, people couldn't help looking at him more curiously. People who come to this unknown teahouse to drink tea naturally know the price of spiritual tea. In fact, because the price is too expensive, even some people will seal up their endless spiritual tea. In fact, people come here to drink tea more to exchange more information. Now they suddenly see that Li Mingyang wants two pots of spiritual tea, and they look at Li Mingyang as if they are looking at a madman.

The tea guests were curious. Naturally, the owner of the teahouse was extremely happy, as if he was afraid that Li Mingyang would repent. This time, not long after Li Mingyang shouted, two pots of spiritual tea were immediately delivered. Although some people are worried that Li Mingyang is here to make trouble and may not be able to afford the money for spiritual tea in the end, more people still look at Li Mingyang curiously to see what he wants to do.

Naturally, Li Mingyang had no intention to pay attention to other people's opinions, and soon he once again devoted himself to the study of integrating spiritual tea and blood beads. I didn't know that when he was devoting himself to modify the array, he slowly sat next to him.