Ling Jun walked out of the Dan room and happened to meet Zong Ke coming to her.

Now Zong Ke is no longer a remnant soul who can only live in the Moyang jade pendant, he has a puppet body and enjoys the joy of being alive.

Unfortunately, the happiness was short-lived, because his soul was too weak, and before Lingjun gave birth to a soul-nourishing tree, he could only stay in the puppet body for one hour a day, and at other times he had to return to the Moyang Jade Pendant to recuperate.

"Do you want to come to the operation building when you go?" Zong Ke asked.

Ling Jun thought about it, let's go, just ask the city if it has been too peaceful lately, to see if the evil spirit Gu worm is still alive.

The two of them left Ruize Garden and went to the Shilai Operation Building.

But as soon as they walked out on the street, both of them found that Qinglang City seemed to be a little different from the past today - it became more lively.

"It is estimated that they are all here to wait for the opening of the Heavenly Book Treasury. Zong Ke said, "It's just that they came too late, right?"

After all, it had already entered the expected opening time period of the Heavenly Book Mansion Treasury about a month ago, and as a result, it was only recently that there were more people in Qinglang City.

Ling Jun thought about it, but remembered that it was mentioned in a certain issue of "Important News of Mountains and Seas".

"Lang Huan blessed land is more special, Lang Huan Seven Cities is a big array, cultivators who enter Lang Huan blessed land will be suppressed by the big array, and even restrict access and exit, which is difficult for many cultivators who are strong in cultivation to accept, so few people come on weekdays; ”

Zong Ke just asked casually, and didn't take this matter very seriously.

When the two of them arrived, they finally saw Zhao Wenshu's fortune rise sharply, and they made a small profit.

Zong Ke bought a few more Yunge, and the two left.

In this regard, Lingjun's feeling is that when can she suggest that Shi Runlou set up a stock trading platform!

Fortunately, after giving birth to the soul cultivation wood, Zong Ke will be able to operate the property transaction when he comes.

Because there were suddenly more people in the city, Lingjun wanted to know some news from the outside world, so he went to a nearby restaurant and ordered a few spiritual dishes—Quan Dang was celebrating their first harvest in the Yun Market.

"What are we, obviously you're the only one!" Zong Ke said resentfully, "I can't eat anything!"

Lingjun was originally not interested in spiritual food, but looking at him like this, he suddenly had a feeling that he had taken advantage of it, and he no longer felt that they tasted strange when he ate spiritual food.

The restaurant was very lively, and cultivators from all over the mountain and sea realms were talking, looking forward to being lucky enough to enter the Heavenly Book Mansion and harvest some inheritances that were rare in the outside world.

Ling Jun listened attentively for a while, and found that most of them came from Changzhen Island and the nearby Taixiao Domain, Qingxiao Domain, Zixuanzhou, Qingyu Island, and Haiyuze, and there were very few in further places.

"Of course, after all, the highest cultivation among these people is only the Yuan Infant, Spiritual Heart, and Transformation Period, and they can be regarded as a strong person in a small place, but what is it here!" Zong Ke said, "Even if a low-level monk in a farther place wants to come, he can't afford to pay the sky-high teleportation fee. ”

"As for the stronger, people will not appear in such a small restaurant. ”

Ling Jun thought to himself, there are all races in this Qinglang City, and the cultivators who originally lived in the city were naturally mostly rule-abiding, but outsiders may not be able to do so - in some places, the conflicts between the races are extremely violent, and they are basically not in the same place, and I don't know if they can adapt to it when they arrive in Qinglang City.

Before the thought was finished, something happened.

"Bang!"

With an explosion, cups, plates and dishes exploded and splashed, and the prohibitions attached to every table and chair in the restaurant were instantly opened, blocking all the fragments and the aftermath of the battle.

Ling Jun followed the prestige, and saw a witch clan with an extremely ugly face circulating magic power in his hands, about to attack the demon clan who had just knocked over a table of spiritual food to him.

The demon clan was still smug, but he didn't want a figure to suddenly appear behind him, so he restrained him and captured him with one move. 89 Books

Soon, another attendant came to the Witch Clan, apologized to him, promised compensation, and served him a new meal.

"That demon clan is miserable. Ling Jun retracted his gaze, "If he doesn't have any backing behind him, he won't be able to get out of this restaurant without taking off a layer of skin." ”

This little episode did not affect the interest of most of the diners, but Ling Jun was no longer interested in listening to them brag and chat, but remembered some things on his mind.

In her contemplation, she did not notice that there were more and more people in the restaurant, so that there was no place in the lobby, and the new guests had to find someone to share a table.

"Knock knock!"

A beautiful woman knocked on her table.

Ling Jun looked up and asked with his eyes, "Beauty, is there something?"

The woman smiled, "There's no place, can I share a table with you?"

Ling Jun looked around and found that there was indeed no place, and the woman in front of her was not a nasty Terran, so she nodded, "You are free." ”

After the beautiful woman sat down, she clicked a few times on the Lingyi, and then focused on Lingjun, "My name is Jing Hong, Demon Clan, what is your name?"

She could see that the person in front of her was a spirit clan, and the relationship between the spirit clan and the demon clan was average, but the distance between the two clans was relatively close, and they often saw each other, and the relationship between the low-level spirit clan and the demon clan was not bad.

Lingjun hadn't been accosted by the demon clan yet, and he was a little interested at this time, so he said, "Xuanqing, Lingclan." ”

- Xuanqing, naturally it's her pseudonym again.

Lingjun suddenly had a hunch that as time passed, her waistcoat would become more and more ...... When will she be able to live under the blue sky openly?

Ah, sorrow.

"Xuanqing, it's really amazing that you left the clan land to travel outside the Ming Dynasty!" Jing Hong sighed, "You must have encountered a lot of dangers, right? ”

"I'm a spirit clan who gathers spirits outside, and I haven't returned to the clan land yet. Lingjun automatically began to refine the character setting of "Xuanqing", "My luck is not bad, I haven't encountered many dangers......

The two of you said a word, and they actually chatted like this.

When Lingjun ran out of spiritual food and was about to leave, Jing Hong hurriedly said: "I hit it off with you, if Xuanqing is okay, it's better to stay and have a drink with me!"

Lingjun thought about it for a moment and agreed.

As he spoke, Jing Hong's spiritual food arrived.

Ling Jun took a look, good guy, a table, full of all kinds of demon beasts, fierce beast meat, only side dishes can be found in some vegetarian dishes.

In addition to the meat that filled the table, the waiter brought a jug of wine.

Jing Hong looked at the wine pot and said dissatisfiedly: "Such a small pot?"

The waiter explained: "Don't look at this small pot, in fact, the space inside is not smaller than that of a wine vat. ”

Jing Hong snorted and slapped the table, "I don't care, hurry up and change the wine jar, oh - I have to change the big bowl, I have a new friend today, I have to celebrate!"

The waiter's expression subtly fell, and he quickly replaced it with a wine jar larger than a human head, and two large bowls.

Lingjun: "......"

Is it too late to regret it now?