At noon the next day, before he could sleep enough, he was woken up by a hungry snow spirit.

Shen Yun had no choice but to get up and come to the small courtyard, the sky was already clear, and the flowers in the courtyard were blooming everywhere, exuding a faint fragrance.

After sweeping the divine sense, he found that Zhang Tianhua had left early, and in the room of Nantianxia, a small prohibition was arranged to prevent the detection of the divine sense, obviously not wanting to be disturbed.

Shen Yunzi would not do that taboo thing, washed up alone, and ordered the man to bring lunch.

After a while, the food reached the mouth.

"Xue Ling, let's go shopping when we're full. ”

"Chirp. Hearing this, Xue Ling, who was munching on the desk, raised his little head and called softly.

"Huh, don't want to go?"

Shen Yun was slightly stunned, thought about it and suddenly understood that when the little guy was on the street, there were too many monks coming and going nearby, and the pressure was too great, so he was uncomfortable. So he nodded, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll help you put a ban in the room and sleep in peace." ”

After speaking, his eyes turned to the other two rooms, and he sighed softly: "Maybe the two newly acquainted companions, like passers-by in life, are in a hurry to separate again......"

After the meal, Shen Yun walked on the street, the sun was shining, the air was very fresh, and the blue sky was cloudless.

In the flower beds on both sides of the street, the red flowers and green leaves are delicate.

Seeing the endless stream of pedestrians, cars and horses again, it still felt like a dream, and I couldn't believe myself, I really came to this city of monks, and I almost had to pinch myself to see if I was dreaming.

"It's true, I've arrived in the capital of scattered cultivation!" Nodding his head, he reminded himself in an inaudible voice, took a deep breath, and walked onto the street.

Passing through several shops, I didn't enter until a staggering and luxurious shop came into view.

The palace-like high-rise building, more than ten zhang, obviously higher than the surrounding buildings, "Wanbaolou" three golden characters, scorching brilliance.

Under the huge eaves, eight large lanterns like buckets are hung, and there is an endless stream of monks coming and going, and the sound of conversation can be heard from almost every floor.

Shen Yun strolled into the spacious and bright lobby, and a luxurious atmosphere greeted him.

I saw a row of brand-new counters on the left and right, each of which was about three feet long, carved from white jade, and the top was made of lilac crystal, and in addition, there was a small circle of containers of the same texture in the middle.

In the innermost part of the door, a brown rattan chair and a few high chairs are placed for guests to take a break.

In the hall, there were still several immortal cultivators wandering around, and a few attendants wearing uniform green shirts were waiting to explain something softly on the side.

Seeing Shen Yun come in, a green-shirted attendant immediately hurried to meet him, bowed first, and smiled all over his face: "This immortal chief, what do you want to see, do you want to introduce it to Xiaojiao?"

"No, I'll see for myself. Shen Yun saw that he was a mortal waiter, and waved his hand casually.

"Okay, Immortal Chief, please take care of it. The squire smiled unchanged, bowed back a few steps, and stood with his hands tied.

Shen Yun took a few steps forward and looked at the container on the left, in this row of containers, all of them were spiritual plants, and they were all of a bit old, all of them were pasted with spirit talismans, and there were even dozens of years of spirit grass, which were stored in a cold wooden box.

Shen Yun was not very interested in these, and was just about to walk to the counter full of talismans in the middle.

"Knock knock knock" There was a sudden sound of rushing downstairs from the side.

Subconsciously turned his head, only to see three women walking down the spacious stairs, surprisingly walking in the front, the girl dressed as a young lady was actually more than a foot high, so she had to bend down.

Standing up straight, a girl as tall as two people is like a head on a bamboo pole.

Her long, waterfall-like blonde hair was draped over her shoulders, and her willow eyebrows were picturesque. No, it was originally painted, Shen Yun felt that if it weren't for such heavy makeup, it would be natural, but in fact, this woman's appearance was not bad.

The girl turned her head, glared at Shen Yun, snorted lightly, and turned her head away with a proud face.

The two maids behind him also glared at him in unison.

Shen Yun remembered that this was not a mortal world, and even the two maids were monks.

Knowing that he was rude, his face was full of embarrassment, so he hurriedly lowered his head and hurriedly walked to the middle counter.

Pretended to look at the talisman in the container, but fortunately, the three girls didn't care and turned around.