There were a lot of people coming and going on the bridge, and there were a few stalls set up underneath, and vendors dressed in strange clothes meditated on the spot, waiting for the customers to arrive before they stood up to do business.

It's different from the world!

Luo Gan's heart was unwavering, seeing that most of the stalls were selling talismans and magic weapons, he couldn't help but think that the distance between himself and the cultivation world might be money.

Could it be that how can a mortal fetus in the flesh really cultivate? It's just the blessing of the magic weapon qi technique, and over time, the cultivator has more cultivation than ordinary people.

In fact, Luo Gan used what Uncle Yang taught as a way to exercise his body to a certain extent.

But the slap in the face came quickly, and today's Jiang Du and his party are destined to subvert his cognition.

As the two walked, the little girl said she wanted to go to the stall. While waiting, the crowd suddenly stirred.

There was a transaction friction in the stall next door, and it was probably a middle-aged man who couldn't pay the bill, and tried to fish in troubled waters while there were many people and was discovered.

Luo Gan glanced over and saw that the two of them were arguing with red faces and red ears, and all kinds of foul language were spitting out their mouths.

There were a lot of people watching the play around, and he also came over. The stall owner is a middle-aged woman with a big round face and a wide body and a fat body, who is scolding vigorously and saying "Nong is just a trickster, don't think we can't see it."

The middle-aged man's face changed greatly, and he bared his teeth and scolded: "Stinky woman, stealing things is my fault, don't open your eyes and talk nonsense!"

"Nong is not playing evil things, why do you kneel on the ground today! What stinky fish and rotten shrimp can also get the brand Liaoha these days?"

When it comes to the word sorcery, the people who watch the play have a lot of discussions.

Luo Gan didn't understand what evil magic was, and was about to ask a passer-by, when the corner of his clothes was suddenly pulled.

"Can I call you Brother Luo?" was the little girl named Yun Jing.

"It's not a big problem. I just saw a quarrel over here, they won't fight, right?"

She smiled playfully and said casually: "Cultivators yearn for the right path, and those who practice evil arts have always been despised.

The two of them are one from Qin Huaibian and one from Dali, and it is quite interesting to scold each other. Fighting? non-existent. ”

The crowd parted, and two figures jumped out of the field to fight.

"This can also be considered a fight? Yun said lightly.

At that time, Luo Qian didn't know the true cultivation of Yun Jingzhen, and thought to himself that this kind of young sect disciple was really conceited, and a yellow-haired girl was still like this.

After a pause, the woman and the man sparred with their respective weapons, and there was nothing to look at, so they left with the cloud sting.

As soon as I reached the top of the bridge, I heard the woman's shrill laughter coming from afar, "Little offspring, if you fight again, you will be wasted!"

Luo Gan was stunned, aren't those two people the same age?

Yun Zhen in front also turned his head, glanced at that side from a distance, and sighed regretfully: "Grandma Qiao has just come into seclusion, and she hasn't held back her temper to make a move!"

"Grandma Joe? she's not...... It's only thirty or forty?"

"Yes, Grandma Qiao entered the Zhixian at the age of forty-two, but because she couldn't let go of Jiangdu, she stayed here to set up a stall silently. It's been forty years. With that, she moved on.

To the Immortals...... Thinking of what Uncle Yang said, Luo Gan understood when he arrived: It turned out that what Uncle Yang said about logging in to the immortal immortal immortality was true!

Suddenly, he felt very excited, and was about to turn back to find Grandma Qiao, only to see passers-by who were also looking for Grandma Qiao.

They were also discussing Grandma Qiao frantically, and they also said that Grandma Qiao was smiling and laughing and the person was gone.

This is the most immortal!

sighed that he was just a small person, and he had never even touched the basic talisman, and the immortals were out of reach.

How dare Luo Gan ask for immortality, for now, he still has to find a way to find his biological father.

Little is known about the clues of his biological father, and the only one is in Jiangdu.

On her deathbed, his mother told him to go to Jiangdu to find his biological father's friend surnamed Mu, but because of his vague memory, he couldn't tell the specific appearance and name of this friend surnamed Mu.

I guess that this friend is the same generation as his biological father.

The two walked all the way to the gate of the Jiangdu Inn. Two little children in sackcloth stood in front of the door, and when they showed their tokens, they motioned for them to come in.

As he walked, Yun said to him: "This inn is different from the secular world, no matter how much you enjoy the wealth of the secular world, you can't eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles here."

This is an inn that can only be entered by cultivators, and the currency circulating in this inn is spirit stones. ”

Luo Gan nodded, he understood this.

Spirit stones, in the eyes of mortals, these are just stones with regular shapes and green bodies.

Not jade or agate, no matter how good a craftsman is, he can't divide them. You can't dig deep in the mountains and old forests, and you can't charge much in the pawnshop.

But in the eyes of these monks, these green stones are more valuable than gold and silver treasures, and the spirit stones are monopolized and cast by the seven major sects in Kyushu, and their sale requires not only the wealth of the secular world, but also certain qualifications.

Secondly, spirit stones are not only used for trading in the monk realm, but also can assist in cultivation and elevate the realm.

As a result, poor families generally do not think of going to practice, and most of them work hard to fill their stomachs with the hope that their own children will repeat their fate.

Although he knew that maybe he would live such a life, he had always looked forward to a new opportunity in his heart.

He has been reading poetry with his mother since he was a child, and one of the poems he admires is the sentence of Shaoling Yelao: "There are thousands of mansions in Ande, and the poor people in the world are happy!"

At the same time, protect the people of Li and the people of Li for a lifetime!

It was time to eat, and they couldn't find an empty table at a glance.

The two of them clubbed for a while, and finally a young man dressed as a junior hurriedly greeted him, and he just greeted: "The two guest officers ......" It can be seen that Yun was stunned and stared at himself upright, and suddenly forgot about the following.

She smiled and asked, "You're new here, do you have any free tables?"

The little two suddenly blushed, lowered his head and focused twice, took them to the empty table in the northwest corner, and cleaned them up before letting them sit down.

The lobby was full of diners, and it was not easy to have such an empty seat.

The inn has been lit up everywhere, and the lights are bright, but they still don't see Yangpu coming to them, Luo Qian can't help but feel a little anxious.

Here, Yun Jingzhen had already ordered the food, and only the two of them were left sitting opposite each other, and they did not speak in tacit understanding.

The surrounding diners were still noisy, not knowing what they were arguing about, the noise was getting louder and louder, and the more they talked, the more they talked, and suddenly they only heard a "bang" sound, Luo Gan looked up, it turned out that someone over there had fought and dropped a kettle, and the soup and vegetable residues were all poured on the ground, and many diners had already gotten up and surrounded them.

It is human nature to love to watch the excitement, but for fear of harming the innocent, Luo Gan still pretended to be calm and sat in place with curiosity, but Yun Jingzhen on the other side was really calm, and she was still curiously observing the tea in the cup.

She tilted her chin and glanced at the crowd, and said disdainfully, "What can happen if two little kids fight?" ”

Luo Qian smiled silently, listening to the crisp sounds over there one after another, as if he had smashed a lot of plates.

At this moment, a hoarse old man's voice sounded from behind him. "I'm just a little girl of a few years old, and I'm embarrassed to say that other people are little kids?"

The ridiculed little girl didn't even bother to raise her head, "The little kid will naturally only smash things when he fights, like if I shoot, I can kill him with a knife, and if I can't kill, I will seriously injure him with a blow." ”

Luo Gan looked behind him, and it was an elderly man sitting with his back to him at the next table, in rags, with a few flies buzzing around his long messy hair.

"A stinky girl who doesn't understand and will be quick to talk about it, her anger is really not ordinary. The old man scoffed.

"Stinky old man, if you don't go out to wash up, you'll be bullying the little girl here!"

The old man was so angry by these words that he lifted the wine jug and limped out a few steps with a cane, and shouted to Xiao Er to come and settle the bill.

Don't look at his sloppy dress, the bag that came out of his waist is bulging, and he is puzzled by the dishes on the table, and his appetite is also big.

Yun Jingzhen also noticed the strangeness of this old man: he didn't have a strong aura around him, and he was dressed as a beggar, but he was a "rich" cultivator.

The old man noticed that the two young men at the next table were watching him check out, and laughed at them.

When he passed by their table after settling the account and leaving, he deliberately bent down and said to Yun Jingyu: "How many good days do you think you have for this girl?"

The pair of moving peach blossom eyes suddenly widened, and she shouted, "Who are you!"

"Hey, hey, hey......" the old man smirked, "if you don't survive next winter, you won't know who I am."

Little girl, don't be crazy, the more crazy you are, the sooner you will die......"

Her hand holding the teacup trembled.

Luo Gan didn't expect that there was friction between the two words, and the old man would say such a vicious curse, he couldn't bear to dissuade him: "Old man, a little girl has no grudge against you, and I will compensate you if you speak a little." But you can't curse people like that!"

Hearing Luo Gan's voice, the old man looked back at him steadily, and his cloudy eyes gradually showed clarity.

After a long time, he hesitated and asked, "You, is your surname Wu?"

"Xiaosheng's surname is Luo. ”

The strange old man ignored his words, but suddenly asked him such a puzzling question.

Before he could figure it out, the old man had already left, and in the lively inn lobby, the figure of the old dragon bell looked very lonely.

Looking back, he was trying to comfort the frustrated little girl, but the other party didn't seem to want to deal with people with a cold face.

After a while, she suddenly said viciously: "If it's really those people, I will definitely pick your skin!"

This murderous tone frightened Luo Gan, as the old man said, Yun was stunned that this little girl was angry at a young age.

At that time, he always had a premonition: this girl will break into a big disaster sooner or later!