Fantasy: My Sect Is Super Progressive

Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Six

“It’s been a pity that I haven’t been in the queue of the nameless teahouse for so many days.”

“Who said no? Old Sun was in the queue yesterday, and he came back to tell me the wonderful taste of the tea. It really greets me!”

“Speaking of which, the shopkeeper of the Wuming Teahouse is really a good person. Some people who can’t eat are going to beg for food. People are serving delicious food and drink. If they don’t look down, this kind of person should be rich.”

“This is what my kid learned in the private school, so what, the Realm of life.”

In Cloud City, two middle-aged people were chatting, and one of them was talking, looking at the nameless teahouse not far away.

There were many people sitting there, many of whom were wealthy and wealthy. It was the summer heat, but they were still waiting outside the door of the Wuming Teahouse with their sweat.

There have been people who wanted to enter forcibly before, but they were all shot out by the guys inside.

These guys all have a little ability. As the top cultivator, Lu Xu is just the most basic operation to make these mortals know how to fist.

“The shopkeeper, it’s time.”

A guy raised his head and looked at the sky, and said to Lu Xu inside.

Lu Xu was sitting behind the counter looking at the account book. Qiu Lan had been standing behind him, talking to Lu Xu from time to time.

Lu Xu raised his head and smiled:

“Then let them in, pay attention to those who jump in the queue.”

The guy patted his firm arm and smiled:

“The shopkeeper, don’t worry.”

As he said, the guy stuck his head out and shouted to the outside,

“Gentlemen, all come to line up. There are only a hundred people, all decent people. I don’t want to throw the jumper out.”

Some mud legs have been working for a lifetime with their backs facing the loess. It was the first time they were called Mr. They quickly stood up and started to line up, craned their necks to watch their own rankings.

Looking at the mortals who entered one by one, either rich or difficult, Lu Xu sipped his tea, with no expression on his face.

The guy just walked to the side and smiled:

“Hey, the shopkeeper, what kind of tea are you, so fragrant, it’s like…like…”

This guy doesn’t have much culture, as if he didn’t say what it was for a while, and in the end he could only touch the back of his head and laugh.

“Take it for a taste.”

Lu Xu threw him a bag of tea and said.

This is the top class spiritual tea, with warm nourishment and condensing the effect of Spiritual Qi.

If this guy can drink this kind of tea, he can start the path of spiritual practice and become a noble cultivator, and he can also be called a tianjiao.

But this guy refused.

“You should keep this kind of good tea shopkeeper for yourself. I’m a vulgar person. I can smell it. If I really want to drink it, I still like sweet water.”

He doesn’t want Lu Xu’s stuff, he was a coolie before.

Almost every day I fight my life to support my own wife and children, and now I just pour tea in the Wuming Teahouse, and I can get nearly three times the amount I used to pay.

And the shopkeepers are approachable and often joke with them.

This is something that a poor mortal family would never dream of. How could they ask for something from Lu Xu?

“I knew that I would drink sweet water and drink too much.”

Lu Xu smiled, stuffed the tea into his arms and said,

“Take it home and give it to your son to drink, maybe you can still embark on the road of cultivator.”

His son is only three years old, and this elixir is just right for enlightenment.

The man didn’t understand why the shopkeeper wanted to give tea to a three-year-old child.

But he believed that the shopkeeper would not deceive own, so after thanking him again and again, he happily collected the tea.

Hearing someone yelling, he went to work on his own business again.

Qiu Lan stood behind and chuckled:

“Looking at mortals now, there is nothing wrong, no worries, just like this for hundreds of years.”

Lu Xu shook his head and said:

“This is Yuncheng, and the Dayu Dynasty is directly under the jurisdiction. There is Shaking Tianzong behind to endorse, and there is no cultivator here.

In fact, if you experience life, it is a good choice, but I can’t bear to watch it, and I can’t change it. ”

The cultivator who oppresses mortals most is naturally the most powerful person. Lu Xu is the most powerful person in the entire Zhenwu Continent, but even so, there is nothing he can do.

What can be done, mortal and cultivator are equal?

What’s the point of practicing? What’s more, Lu Xu himself is the most privileged class. It’s not good to say that he can’t do such a thing.

It is not impossible, that is, that all mortals can practice, but this only exists in the imagination.

It is impossible to do, so Lu Xu can only try his best to maintain the current situation and make life better for mortals.

Qiu Lan is just using the idea of ​​a big cultivator to look at this situation.

Naturally, it feels like a mortal is good, but if she really makes her a mortal, she will definitely not be happy.

The unnamed teahouse suddenly became noisy, and no matter who it was, stood up and ran upstairs in horror, as if seeing some scourge.

A little girl walked in the nameless teahouse, unkempt, her clothes in tatters.

I don’t know where I picked it up from and put it on my body indiscriminately, but my body exudes a strange fragrance.

Lu Xu looked at the little girl and murmured:

“What a fierce life.”

The guy stood beside Lu Xu and said quickly:

“The shopkeeper, let’s go quickly. You are really right. This girl is a fierce life. She died within three days of people she knew, and they all died. Her parents were killed by her. .”

The little girl came in, she must have come to beg, and Lu Xu must be in contact with her.

The guy was afraid of his own shopkeeper, so he died in the girl’s hands unexplainedly.

I wanted to run outside while dragging Lu Xu’s clothes, but found that I was so tall and strong that I couldn’t even move Lu Xu.

“Don’t worry, it’s just a murderous life, it’s nothing.”

Lu Xu happily patted the guy on the shoulder. Although his fate was fierce, he still wanted to kill him.

With that, Lu Xu stood out from the crowd and walked towards the little girl, Qiu Lan followed Lu Xu.

“Grandma’s.”

The guy bit his teeth and stomped his feet. He actually followed and walked behind Lu Xu.

“Aren’t you afraid of death?”

Lu Xu looked at him and smiled.

“Fear, terribly afraid.”

The dude’s voice came from between his teeth,

“I’ve lived all my life. This is the first time I have seen someone like the shopkeeper. I can eat and drink. I can even think of my family. If I die, I will die. My life is already in the hands of the shopkeeper. NS.”

At that time, he was already at the end of his life, and his son and his wife were both seriously ill and dying.

If it weren’t for Lu Xu’s move, his wife would have been separated and his family would be ruined.

Lu Xu gave him a new life, and he naturally has to repay.