Chapter 140 Giant Spirit Boat

The man in front of him is a middle-aged monk with a pale face and no beard, with pale skin and cold eyes.

He did not reply directly to Tian Xiaobao, but looked him up and down.

The clothes are ordinary, the appearance is ordinary, and although the cultivation level is not bad, it cannot be said to be good.

"A casual cultivator?" He said calmly.

"Yes, fellow Taoist." Tian Xiaobao did not show his cultivation, and at the same time he did not intend to continue to fabricate his own sect.

The white-faced monk nodded and said, "Just ask me. Whose name is it?"

He asked Tian Xiaobao while taking out a booklet from his storage bag.

He continued: "It's neither a sect, a family, nor a gang. The lowest is 100 spirit stones."

Tian Xiaobao was confused, "Fellow Taoist, isn't this a sect and a different level than a casual cultivator?"

"Minimum 50 spirit stones for a force."

"Why is the gap so big?" Tian Xiaobao was puzzled.

The white-faced monk raised his head and glanced at him, with a look of contempt in his eyes that was intentional or unintentional.

"If there is power behind you, your income will naturally be low. On the one hand, there are people who support you, and secondly, there are many people with power. If you encounter any danger during the journey, you will have more strength."

Tian Xiaobao nodded, indicating that he knew.

But I was cursing secretly in my heart.

Grandma Te, aren’t you called the Rogue Cultivator Alliance? Shouldn’t it be for the welfare of the Rogue Cultivators?

"Furthermore, when you said the minimum is 100, fellow Taoist, do you mean there are other levels?"

He nodded and explained: "Lingzhou is divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow.

Huang-level people live in the bottom cabin of the spirit boat, with four people to a room. Xuan-level people live in ordinary spirit boat rooms, with two people to a room. Earth-level people live in superior rooms above the spirit boat deck, with one person to a room. As for the heaven-level people...

…”

He glanced at Tian Xiaobao up and down again, "Is it necessary to talk about heaven level?"

Seeing the white-faced monk's appearance, Tian Xiaobao was extremely angry.

They really look down upon others.

At this moment, Tian Xiaobao had a bad impression of the people in the Monk Alliance.

But it was hard for him to say anything at this time, after all, he had something to ask for.

He took a deep breath and said, "Fellow Taoist, what is the price of this Xuan-level room?"

"300 spirit stones for a mysterious room."

Tian Xiaobao thought for a moment and finally decided to book a Xuan-level room.

Living in the bottom cabin was really frustrating at first, and in a room with four people, unpleasant things would inevitably happen.

And the prefecture-level room is too eye-catching. As a casual cultivator with no background, living in a prefecture-level room makes it easy for others to miss him.

Tian Xiaobao raised his head and said, "Fellow Taoist, then book a Xuan-level room for me."

"Huh?" The white-faced monk didn't react for a moment. He thought that this guy was just a poor casual cultivator who couldn't even afford a yellow-level room.

Unexpectedly, he booked a Xuan-level room.

I underestimated him.

"Okay, fellow Taoist, please pay the fee. There are three hundred and twenty spiritual stones in total."

"Huh? How come it's three hundred and twenty spirit stones? Isn't it three hundred spirit stones?" Tian Xiaobao felt that he had been cheated.

The white-faced monk raised his head and smiled, looked at Tian Xiaobao with interest, and said: "My dear fellow Taoist, the handling fee!"

Tian Xiaobao breathed a long sigh of relief. At this moment, he wished he could cut off this nasty profiteer in front of him.

This monk is only at the fifth level of Qi training.

He estimated that the extra twenty spiritual stones would be the handling fee.

This is the way this guy is greedy for money.

However, people had to lower their heads under the eaves, and Tian Xiaobao could only break his teeth and swallow them in his stomach.

"Okay!"

The white-faced monk shook the bag of spiritual stones in his hand with satisfaction.

In front of Tian Xiaobao, he openly took out twenty spirit stones and stuffed them into his pocket.

Then he took out a special piece of iron.

He opened his mouth and said: "Take this thing carefully. I will not be responsible if it is lost. This is the only evidence to get on the spiritual boat."

Tian Xiaobao took it and looked at it carefully. He felt that it was probably similar to the room card in his previous life. He compared the address above to find his corresponding room.

I saw this piece of iron written on him:

Xuan

East, 881

Probably describing which floor you live on, which room in which area.

Tian Xiaobao placed the object in the space, and then raised his hand towards this annoying profiteer monk.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist. Could you please take a look inside this spirit boat? Then I can find a place."

Unexpectedly, the monk actually waved his hand, "I'm sorry, fellow Taoist, the spirit boat has not been repaired yet. Entering it at this time will easily cause damage to the spiritual objects and disrupt the formation of the formation master.

We don't allow it."

Tian Xiaobao understood that these people who kept saying they were doing good for Shicheng were only seeking their own interests, and few of them were sincere.

Now that the spirit boat is almost finished, I still don’t want to let myself see it.

He is exactly like the real estate developer in his previous life. He is not allowed to enter the community to take a look.

"Okay, since it's inconvenient, I'll leave first. We'll see you later!"

The white-faced monk waved his hand and let Tian Xiaobao go without raising his head.

He was extremely angry, but he couldn't say anything at this time, so he could only swallow his anger.

I hope this guy won’t fall into my hands in the future!

When I returned to the place where I had just eaten and drank with Kong Jinjin, I found that this guy was still sleeping.

Give him two slaps and wake him up.

"Yo! Jin Jin! You have a nightmare! Are you okay?!"

Kong Jinjin opened his eyes in confusion and woke up. He felt like he had just been slapped. He suspected that it was Tian Xiaobao who slapped him, but he was very concerned about himself...

Was it really a nightmare?

Kong Jinjin shook his head and touched his sore cheek.

"Brother Tian, ​​where were you just now? Did you go to book a spiritual boat?"

"Yes, make a reservation in advance to avoid losing your spot in a few days."

Kong Jinjin nodded and said to Tian Xiaobao: "I forgot to tell you, in the square of Shicheng, there are four monks who can register in four directions. You can go to the person in charge on the west side and come back with us.

Yuan Zong has some connections.

I can take care of you."

Tian Xiaobao recalled where he did it, and then realized that he was in the east.

"Do you know the price of their Xuanhuang room?" Tian Xiaobao now wants to know whether the white-faced monk lied to him.

"Didn't that person tell you? 50 spiritual stones for yellow level, 150 spiritual stones for black level, 500 spiritual stones for earth level, and 1,000 spiritual stones for heaven level."

Tian Xiaobao banged the table into pieces.

Kong Jinjin was shocked.

"I was really deceived. A white-faced, beardless, middle-aged monk from the west got it for me! I booked a Xuan-level room, and he asked me for three hundred and twenty spiritual stones!"

Kong Jinjin was stunned...

"It's all your fault. You were drunk and didn't come with me. As a result, I was defrauded of hundreds of spiritual stones!"

Kong Jinjin:?

Tian Xiaobao had already written this person down in his notebook.

Next time we meet, make sure to make him look good!
Chapter completed!