Heng Qian stayed here for a short time to avoid the pursuit of the young man in white. After all, there are a lot of people here, and they can't tell where they are. Either stay here or keep searching. It's just that Heng Yan's biggest idea after this trip is to travel around the world, and when he hasn't caught up with this trouble, he has to enjoy this moment of peace quickly.

Speaking of this tranquility, Heng Qian can really find a sense of déjà vu here. I can't tell you what it feels like, but I feel like there's a bit of hometown in it. Isn't Heng Yan's hometown a temple? It's not that he comes from this kind of background, but that the environmental factors of his life are a bit like the Western Regions of the Netherworld. The Nether also has a Western style. It's just that it's closer to the shape of the sea. It feels like the style of the alien sea is similar to that of this place. Of course, there are still a lot of black-skinned monks mixed here, which is not found in the Nether.

Maybe the environment of the two is similar! The music on the street also sounds catchy, no wonder Heng Qian has also been temporarily recuperating in this place for a while. At the same time, I am here to prepare for things on the Purlie Continent. Maps and other things like illustrated books need to be prepared. By the way, I found a black market part-time job in this place or something. The main medium of trading in this black market is still Lingshi, but you know that Heng Qian is really a two-sleeved breeze, so he can only go to the black market to work, and continue to buy gossip after he has money. Integrate resources and the like, and then hit the road!

Before, he said that he had a few high-grade spirit stones on his body, but when he was in a crisis, he had to keep himself in a full state and absorb them. It is still relatively rare for people like Heng Qi to live without a fixed place, so what is the meaning of casual cultivation? Casual cultivation does not mean that people are vagabonds, but that they rely on their own strength, or they practice the exercises and the like that they have created. Monks who have not joined any forces are called sanshu. This kind of monk is unrestrained, so his practice is carried out according to his own plan. But in terms of casual cultivation, they still have their own fixed range of activities, and they will not be like Heng Qian and the like, who are really willing to run around.

Do you really think that Heng Qian is willing to run around the world like this? It's not because you say that you have too many enemies, if you want to say that you are enemies, it will inevitably be different. You see, these guys basically want to squeeze Heng Yan. Heng Qian had nothing to be squeezed in the first place. If this only labor force has to force itself, Heng Qian is a little unhappy. There is also a big factor, that is, the threat of this Yu Sen's deity. I had to move all the time, for fear that my reputation would spread, and it would be difficult to do it if I was caught. Do you really think that Heng Qian has this wandering feeling! This is a last resort, but since it comes, it is safe, and Heng Qian also looks at it while walking, and also looks at this world. It's also good for yourself.

The bad thing about living in a fixed place is that your network and so-called network are updated from time to time. Now it's the same as choosing a location.,Just hang around in the upper realm and see where this place is more suitable for your life.。 Maybe it means that he is really cultivated enough to resist the threat of the outside world, and he will choose to retire here. At present, this place is also good, there is a feeling of the nether, although the monks here are not very high. But it's also more cheerful when it's singing and dancing every day. Although Heng Qian was not born in the Western Regions, it is similar to the alien sea in the Netherworld. Heng Qian really said that it was the first time that he felt at ease in this upper realm. Even the air is sweet.

"Knock knock...... Knock knock"

There was a shouting sound from the end of the street, and there was no such restrained feeling in the world of cultivating immortals. It was the sound of the drum that made Heng Qian lift his spirit. This instrument is not something that can be heard casually. This is the waist drum, and Heng Qian did hear the sound of this instrument when he was in the Nether. But how could it be here? Heng Cheng followed the sound of the drums and went away, and in front of a series of street shops, Heng Cheng finally saw a waist drum hanging from this small storefront, and the monks who were inside would beat this little drum from time to time.

"It's ...... It's a drugstore, but how can there be nether stuff? We'll have to go in and meet the owner for a while. Maybe there was some unexpected gain? Senior Yu Sen, did you see the sign on the waist drum? Isn't it a little familiar! And that is to say, although it is a pharmacy, the air is filled with the smell of medicine, and at the same time, there is a trace of fragrance, a faint fragrance of flowers. ”

"I see that your kid is lustful again! This blind man has also seen it! This beautiful woman with a graceful back in front of you is your focus, right?"

Heng Qian looked at it from afar, and it was estimated that this was also a reason why there were so many visitors here! Everyone was crowded in, and they didn't want to go out, so they stayed here one by one. It seems that all men everywhere are virtuous and like beautiful women. Originally, Heng Qian didn't pay much attention, but said that his hands were empty, and even if he wanted to buy some medicine or something, he didn't have a spirit stone on his body. At most, they come in to absorb some medicinal smells. What else can be done? This shopkeeper is a monk from the Netherworld, and even if Heng Yan knows about it, it won't be interesting.

Prove that you are from the lower realm, or you are still transported up. Originally, Heng Yan didn't want to continue, but this beauty turned around and greeted her. This high nose bridge, this blonde hair, this deep eye sockets, this cherry mouth, this melon seed face. This...... This...... Isn't this Qian'er? This is the blonde version of Qian'er? Heng Qian couldn't help but call out.

"Qian...... Beautiful...... Qian'er?"

Hearing this name, the shopkeeper was also very surprised. Covering her mouth, she didn't want to believe that someone would call her by this name. Even the more familiar monks have only spoken their names. But why did the stranger in front of him know his name? It's just that this guy actually knows his own name? Look at it! It's not that he doesn't look carefully! It's just that this guy also made himself a little shocked. I don't know it, why do you ......