Luoyu was stunned when he heard this, this black and thin young man was a few years younger than him, but he was obviously used to being here, and he had developed a smooth mouth that could break the sky. Compared with him, he was immediately contrasted by him as a "stupid boy" who had never seen the world, naïve, simple, easy to deceive, and stupid to the point of being home.

"Silly boy" lived up to his name, and as soon as he didn't pay attention, he straightened his eyes and subconsciously confided in his true purpose for coming here.

The thin black boy, who has always prided himself on being shrewd and capable, well-versed in the past and the present, and omnipotent, was stumped by the guests for the first time, and was stunned the moment Luo Yu said the word. Sundial? What's that?

When Luo Yu briefly described the timekeeping function of the sundial, the black thin boy's eyes completely changed, from the outward enthusiasm and actual scrutiny and greed, to the eyes of the fool who looked inside and out.

He didn't even bother to say goodbye, and the thin black boy fled back into the shadows outside the roadside tea shop in two steps, whispering to several young men and girls of similar age and with the same eyebrows, and at the same time pointing at Luoyu.

Luoyu didn't bother to listen to the specific content of what they said, but he felt that as soon as the black and thin boy left, he was much more relaxed, and he could finally wander around by himself, so he watched them one by one very leisurely.

In addition to the permanent shops that are stationed here, there are many monks who sit on the roadside and set up stalls on both sides of the street. Luoyu walked half the street, not only did he not find the sundial, but there was not even a single thing in those shops that he could look at.

There was some emotion in his heart, and he felt that these things that he couldn't even mention the slightest interest in could be so sought-after and so popular here. This can only mean one thing, that is, since the moment he stepped into the Qingning Sect and entered the Yinyu Peak, he no longer lived in the same world as these ordinary monks, whether it was financial resources or inheritance consciousness.

In fact, as long as he casually took out a treasure obtained in the Heaven Devouring Valley, he could buy half of the street here. Of course, he wouldn't do such a boring thing, but he was slightly worried that if he accidentally revealed his wealth, he would be targeted and killed.

As if to prove what Luoyu was thinking, the previous black thin boy had instructed several younger children to follow Luoyu all the way.

However, Luo Yu thought that he had not revealed any money, and he did not know what they were trying to do with him. And those half-grown children had just condensed the spiritual power cycle, and they didn't make any moves after following them for a long time, so Luoyu didn't bother to pay attention to them anymore. At this point, he had basically given up the possibility of finding the sundial, and only thought about wandering to the other end of the alley, so he simply went back to retreat.

At that moment, behind one of the stalls he had passed, a figure wrapped in a sackcloth cloak suddenly leaned forward and looked at him.

Luo Yu was shocked in his heart, although he was a little absent-minded, but the divine thoughts that should have automatically fed back all the wind and grass around him did not notice the existence of this person, this is because when this person is very "quiet", it will be so quiet that the divine thoughts will automatically ignore it.

Beneath the brim of the cloak was half a white face, almost transparent. Luo Yu couldn't help but be stunned, because if it weren't for the fact that this person's chin was a little angular, he would definitely mistake him for a girl.

Not only that, but this person also has an unforgettable temperament. In fact, the metaphor of "never forgetting" is not appropriate, because Luoyu has not yet seen the whole picture under the cloak, what is really impressive is the feeling he gives people, yes!

This person does not have the power of an outward appearance, let alone control the rules or the field of exertion, but his temperament can affect the senses of others, although he may not want to make people feel anything.

Standing a little closer to him, Luo Yu would feel that the weather seemed to be a little cooler, as if stepping into the cool river water on a hot summer day, both physically and mentally had a cool and thorough feeling, and even his spiritual sense was much clearer and clearer.

This feeling is not disgusting, and it is rare for Luo Yu not to be vigilant, but rather patiently waiting for the following.

A clear male voice came out from under the cloak, "What are you looking for? Maybe I have." ”

The clear timbre and just the right tone give people a feeling of relaxation and joy, Luo Yu was a little surprised, how could this person even have such a good voice?

Since he had already committed stupidity twice, Luo Yu didn't care about being stupid one more time, so he said calmly: "I'm looking for a sundial for timekeeping." ”

"I know what sundials are for. ”

The clear voice cut a ripple in the bottom of his heart, and Luoyu's heart beat fiercely, and he deeply felt that there was something in this person's words. He may have meant that what he knew was not just the apparent timekeeping function of the sundial, but the root cause of Luoyu's need for the sundial. Thinking of this, Luoyu's eyes condensed slightly.

After saying this, the man sat back down, and for a while he fumbled in his arms, and a delicate sundial no larger than the size of a palm appeared in the palm of his hand.

Luo Yu was delighted, although he could continue to retreat and cultivate spiritual power without a sundial, but the effect was not as good as interspersing the two, because every time the divine soul grew a little, the speed of absorbing and transforming spiritual energy would be faster.

Although the sundial is a mortal thing, the one in this person's hand is also extraordinarily gorgeous, and only the illustrious nobles in the world have the heart and energy to carve a daily item so exquisitely.

Seeing that Luo Yu was very satisfied, this person said, "A medium-grade soul stone." ”

Luoyu was completely stunned.

When the other party saw it, he immediately explained: "This sundial is one of the treasures I have collected, and it is a royal thing in the mortal world. Even if you don't care about its workmanship, if you want to go to the mortal bazaar outside to buy it, it will take two or three days to go back and forth, and every inch of time is gold......"

Luoyu knew that the other party had misunderstood what he meant, and said with some embarrassment: "I...... If you don't have that soul stone you said, can you exchange it for something else?"

The man was silent for a long time before he said in disbelief: "You don't know the soul stone?"

Luoyu suddenly regretted a little, regretting that he didn't call Xia Yanyin out together. At the same time, he was still a little annoyed, annoyed that as soon as he went out, he was seen everywhere by others, like a fool who had never seen the world...... Although it is true that "I have not seen the world".

The man leaned over again and looked up at Luoyu. This time he looked very closely, and the two of them looked at each other, and they both saw their own shadows in each other's pupils.

This is a pair of beautiful eyes that even women envy, clear as water, calm as a pool, but when Luoyu looks into the deep pool, he will feel that his spirit is about to be pulled into the bottomless abyss leading to the netherworld.

Luo Yu was a thriller and cut off this eye contact.

The other party sat back, but left the sundial in place, and said indifferently: "Then you can take it first, and return it to me when you have the soul stone in the future, I am here all year round." ”

Luo Yu didn't want to owe anyone else, but this young man gave him a very clean and thorough feeling, so that he couldn't refuse coldly in his heart.

Luoyu put away the sundial, thanked him, and turned to leave.

The boy under the cloak still sat at the back of the stall, as if nothing was there.