Li Wenjuan happily took the storage ring, got behind a big stone nearby, and changed her clothes.

It didn't take long for Li Wenjuan to get out from behind the stones.

"Both, look at my new clothes, don't you look good!?"

With jeans, a white shirt, and two pigtails, this old guy who has lived for thousands of years is dressed like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

Murphy didn't hesitate to compliment, "Yes, beautiful."

Li Wenjuan looked into the distance and said with some excitement, "There is a big city in front, how about we go for a walk?"

I didn't answer, and Murphy patted his ass and stood up, "Okay."

"Most of our reserves are minced meat, and we lack a little fresh vegetables, which can just be replenished in the city."

We rode in a carriage and traveled in the direction of the creek.

I could see with my delusional eyes that twenty kilometers ahead, there was a thick wall.

There are only cattle and sheep near the city wall, a few old peasants dressed in short clothes, and there are no buildings around the flat area, so they should all be concentrated in the city.

After about a dozen kilometers forward, I could probably sense the aura of some of the cultivators in the city.

Ninety percent of them are civilians, and the remaining 10 percent are basically concentrated in the level of monks and lay monks.

As for the sacrificial Taoist priest and the celestial master, I didn't feel it.

When we walked to the gate of the city, there was not even a gatekeeper, and there was an endless stream of people on the street, all busy with their own things, and no one paid attention to us.

Murphy was puzzled, "Hidden Dragon, why isn't there even a city guard here, so you're not afraid of people with ill intentions sneaking in?"

I said, "No."

"The sun hanging above our heads has accumulated 90% of our spiritual power, and only 10% of it can be absorbed by others."

"And under the influence of the formation, there are no wasteland crystals within a radius of thousands of miles."

"We look like it's green and vibrant."

"Actually, in the eyes of some powerful cultivators, this is a barren land, a gathering place for a group of poor people."

"Even if they cultivate in the wilderness, they are much stronger than here."

Murphy had already understood, but Li Wenjuan was still puzzled, "What do you say have to do with the guards at the city gate?"

I had no choice but to explain, "Have you ever seen robbers and thieves robbing homeless people of food?"

"The city is poor for the strong, so there is no one to provoke a fight, and there is no need for guards." Look at the book

"Therefore, it is only necessary to guard against the beasts on the wall, not against people."

Li Wenjuan suddenly realized and said with emotion: "This place is really good, if you keep living like this, it doesn't seem bad.

"Okay, as long as you like, feel free to stay."

When I entered the city, there were many vendors shouting in the streets and alleys on the side of the road.

Occasionally, there were practitioners sitting in front of the stalls, and they all paid with gold and silver when they left.

A well-behaved city can't be any worse than any worse.

I found a stall selling steamed buns and sat down, "Boss, two steamed buns, and a plate of pickles."

Li Wenjuan added, "It's three cages!"

Suddenly there was one more person, and I forgot about it.

The buns were brought to the table by an old man, and I asked, "Uncle, where are the inns and inns in your city where you can rest?"

"I don't know what the inn is, but I know the inn."

The old man pointed to the street not far away, "You turn left from there, and after two forks in the road, there is a row of tiled houses, all of which are for merchants to stay."

"What are you selling, young man?"

It seems that the old man thinks of us as out-of-town vendors.

Before I could reply, a team of horses galloped by, and one of them brushed Murphy's stool past and nearly knocked him over!