Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

As the lights came on, on the main street of Jinzhu Town, Zhao Rui and the other two looked at the bustling downtown, not knowing where to go.

After wandering for a while, the three finally plucked up the courage and walked towards an inn.

It only took a moment for the three of them to be kicked out. The waiter cursed and said, "You monks are so great. You want to stay in the hotel without spirit coins? Get out of here."

The three were greatly embarrassed and fled with their faces covered amid the laughter.

After a while, the three of them found another inn, but received the same treatment.

Finally, the three of them came to a remote alley.

The spiritual energy was thin, passers-by were in tattered clothes, and there was a strange smell in the air. You could tell at a glance that it was not a good place.

Zhao Rui could still bear it, but Shen Qian and the others frowned. They were used to living in palaces and never thought they would fall to this point.

"Hey, can it be clean here?" Shen Chenqing said.

"With such a large area and so many people living there, the spiritual energy is not as good as that of Yan State." Qian Xiaoyi said.

"Do you two have spirit stones?" Zhao Rui asked back.

Shen and Qian remained silent and had to follow Zhao Rui's steps towards an inn.

As the three of them stepped over the threshold, a waiter wearing a square scarf and coarse cloth came up to them and said,

"My three distinguished guests, although our inn is small, the rooms will be clean. We will provide hot water before midnight to ensure that you will have a comfortable stay."

The waiter nodded and led the three people straight to the counter.

"Um...shopkeeper, do you accept gold here?" Zhao Rui asked.

"Yes, yes, gold leaves or gold coins are all fine."

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief. Qian Xiaoyi took the opportunity to ask, "We have come from afar and don't know the currency situation here. Can the waiter introduce it to us?"

The waiter was quite enthusiastic and said, "On a daily basis, people usually use silver coins and gold coins, which are all minted by the bank. One hundred silver coins can be exchanged for one gold coin. The more expensive ones are spirit coins, which also require one hundred gold coins to exchange for one."

Qian Xiaoyi nodded repeatedly and asked, "Then how do you exchange the spirit stones?"

The waiter scratched his head and said, "I don't know about that. I heard from the shopkeeper that it would take a lot of spirit coins to exchange for one. Even if we sell our inn, we might not be able to get enough."

"I see. Thanks for clearing up my confusion, Brother Xiaoer!" Qian Xiaoyi took out a fist-sized gold ingot and said, "We don't have gold coins. I wonder if we can open three rooms without using this."

"This...we may not be able to find it." The waiter looked embarrassed.

At this time, a middle-aged fat man wearing a round hat and a cloth jacket came up from behind and said, "Okay, sir, don't worry, I will go to the bank and exchange it for common gold coins for you. I will definitely not leave you a single coin short."

"Then give us three rooms upstairs." Qian Xiaoyi instantly felt confident.

The three of them were led by the shopkeeper and, after obtaining room cards, checked into the three most luxurious guest rooms on the second floor.

However, this luxury is of course relative. The moment the door opened, an old smell wafted out.

"Three guests, do you have any instructions?" asked the waiter at the door.

"Bring some hot water to our room." Shen Chenqing said.

The waiter's cheeks turned red, and he didn't dare to meet Shen Chenqing's eyes. He just said, "Okay... I'll bring it up right away."

After he finished speaking, he bowed and stepped back. When he reached the stairs, he missed a step and almost fell.

Shen Chenqing chuckled, a confident smile on her face. It seems that this damn beauty is hard currency wherever she goes.

She was in high spirits and was about to go back to her room when she heard Zhao Rui say, "You two, there are some things we need to discuss."

"Master Zhao, you stink!" Shen Chenqing curled his lips.

"No?" Zhao Rui raised his arm and smelled it carefully.

"See you in an hour." Shen Chen rolled his eyes.

About an hour later.

Zhao Rui waited and waited, but Shen Chenqing still didn't come out, so he had to knock on her door.

"Ah! Sorry, it will take me another half hour to find you later." Shen Chenqing's voice came out.

Another hour passed.

Just when Zhao and Qian's patience was almost running out, there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Rui opened the door, but was startled by the stranger in front of him. The man had a beard, eyebrows, and a dark mole on his cheek, making him three points uglier than Hei Zhang Fei.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhao Rui asked.

"Yes, Brother Rui, it's her!" said a silver bell-like voice.

Zhao Rui was horrified and pretended to hiccup.

Shen Chenqing chuckled and said, "I thought you saw all beings as equal, but it turns out you also know what is beautiful and what is ugly."

"Why did you do this?"

"I am naturally beautiful and I just want to have less trouble."

Zhao Rui curled his lips and said, "You will be more conspicuous this way, go back and get a normal one." What he said made a lot of sense. If a person is too ugly, he will be as eye-catching as a beautiful woman.

Shen Chenqing snorted and turned back to his room.

Quarter of an hour later, Shen Chenqing knocked on the door again. This time, she was dressed with a scarf wrapped around her head. Her skin was dark yellow and her cheeks were covered with freckles. The mole was still there, but it was much smaller. She looked very similar to an ordinary woman on the street.

Zhao Rui didn't say anything else and let her into the room.

The room was quite spacious, with a carved round table in the middle. Qian Xiaoyi was already waiting on one of the stools.

When he saw the person coming, he frowned at first, but when he saw the pair of bright eyes, he instantly knew who it was.

"Master Zhao, what are we going to discuss?" Shen Chenqing asked.

"First, drip blood on the token to recognize its owner! There is some information you need to know first."

Shen Chenqing frowned slightly, took out a jeweled dagger, and lightly scratched it with his fingertips. Bright red blood dripped onto the token and was absorbed in an instant.

The next moment, Shen Chenqing felt that there was some kind of connection between herself and the token, and two huge streams of information poured into her sea of ​​consciousness.

This first part talks about the common sense of official monks:

Iron rule: All official monks must obey official conscription during special periods. Those who violate the rules will become enemies of the State of Jin.

Welfare: For official monks, the city tax is halved. Teleportation arrays can be used between counties.

Official Market: Official cultivators can purchase skills, elixirs, and magical instruments in the official market.

In addition to the official monk's information, there is another piece of information at the end:

Tiandi Bank welcomes you!

You became our distinguished guest through the introduction of monk Qin Song.

There are surprises and big prizes for referrals, so act now!

You will get one Spirit Stone for each friend you recommend. If you recommend five people in a row, you will get an extra ten Spirit Stones!

Based on your current credit, your spiritual stone loan limit is twenty yuan.

You owe Tiandi Bank twenty spirit stones, with a monthly interest rate of 2%. Please pay it back as soon as possible within three years.

This information seemed to be quite a lot, but in just a moment, Shen Chenqing understood it all. She exhaled and asked, "What kind of magic is this? It's just like my own memory?"

"My master mentioned it before. This is a method used by cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage. It's called the Divine Consciousness Transmission Method. Even if it's a set of skills, it can be quickly passed on to others." Zhao Rui said.

"The methods of high-level cultivators are really unfathomable." Shen Chenqing was surprised and asked, "You two, what is this Tiandi Bank? Qin Song never mentioned it, but he appeared in it."

Zhao Rui took out his token and placed it on the table.

There is no extra pattern on the back of the bronze token, only four desolate characters: Tiandi Money House!

"We speculate that this token was originally issued by the Tiandi Bank, and the information about the official monks should have been added later." Qian Xiaoyi said.

Shen Chenqing frowned and thought deeply. After a moment, he said, "We can owe at most twenty spirit stones, but the fine is also twenty spirit stones. Do you think this is a coincidence?"

"It must not be a coincidence. This is obviously a good thing." Zhao Rui said.

"What does it matter whether it's good or not? We have to return the spirit stones quickly." Qian Xiaoyi sighed.

"Why do you say that, fellow Taoist?" Zhao Rui asked.

"From the beginning, I felt that there is no such thing as a free lunch. Do you know why a casual cultivator is a casual cultivator?"

"That's because the qualifications of independent cultivators are generally very poor, and no sect is willing to accept them, so they become independent cultivators."

"Qualifications? What is that?" Shen Chenqing suddenly asked.