The desolate land was shrouded in the catastrophe of the Great Tribulation of the Gods, making it impossible for cultivators to cultivate quietly, and the Dao heart floated. The low-level monks are not yet obvious, and once the monks achieve the primordial spirit, they will immediately feel an invisible bundle.

Song Youyu relied on the power of merit, and he was able to improve a little bit before. Recently, no matter how much I cultivated, I couldn't make any progress. Sometimes, if you forcibly cultivate, you will have physical and mental discomfort.

Unable to sit still in the camp, he got up and went out of his lodgings. When he arrived at the gate of the camp, he was stopped by the soldiers guarding the camp.

"Come, stop, which one are you. No exit from the camp is allowed without a passpass. ”

Pass token?, Song Youyu was stunned. After thinking for a while, he took out a wooden plaque with a pattern engraved on it three inches high and one inch wide. This wooden plaque was given by Mei Shiyi, and at that time it was only said that it was an identity token.

The soldiers guarding the gate checked the wooden card, and after giving it to Song Youyu, he signaled that he could leave the camp.

Out of the camp, Song Youyu walked towards the city. There is a road leading to the Hou Mansion in the barracks, and this street is about 20 meters wide, all of which are paved with large pieces of bluestone. On both sides of the road may be the residential area of the soldiers' families, and Song Youyu saw some soldiers in the alleys of the residential area.

After walking for a while, it seemed to be a residential area. There were fewer soldiers, and there were more ordinary people. The people who come and go on the street look okay from the complexion, not the kind of yellow-skinned and thin look like a walking corpse. One by one they looked powerful and full of life. From this aspect, it can be seen that under Mei Fangbo's rule, the people's lives are not bad.

Most of the people on the street are dressed in short shirts and linen clothes, mainly black and gray. There are also some people who wear silk. The short shirt and gray clothes will avoid the long shirt and silk, and at a glance, you can see that the class difference is obvious.

Song Youyu was wearing a long robe, and it was a blue-gray Taoist robe, and his feet were wearing shoes with hemp silk animal skin soles. The clothes and shoes on his body are all ritual weapons. It was a low-level magic weapon refined by Song Youyu with the materials on the spirit monster. Clothes have a defense against dust, and shoes have an acceleration function.

Whether it is a linen shirt or a silk kaftan, when you encounter Song Youyu, you will avoid it. At first, Song Youyu was a little surprised, but when he saw a monk dressed similarly to himself, pedestrians on the street avoided him, and he understood.

The street from the military camp to the Hou Mansion was very long, and Song Youyu changed the route when he was halfway there. On the way, I saw a street with more **, so I turned around.

It is a street that mainly sells edible goods, and there are shops and stalls on both sides of the street. Song Youyu walked all the way and looked at it, although it has been nearly 20 years since he came to the desolate world, there are many things on the stalls on both sides of the street, and Song Youyu still doesn't know it.

As he was walking, a familiar smell was smelled by Song Youyu. Liquor is the taste of wine. Song Youyu looked for it and found that it was a shop not far from the front. The smell of sake comes from that shop. Just smelling the taste, Song Youyu knew that it was good wine, because like the wine in the Meijiu tribe, there was no wine aroma at all.

In Yicheng, Song Youyu couldn't use his divine sense to check because he didn't want to make trouble. When he entered the city, Song Youyu found that the entire city was shrouded in the formation, and the monks who arranged the formation were at least above the Heavenly Immortals. The formation laid out not only has a defensive function, but also a no-fly and shielding divine sense.

Of course, if you want to cultivate on your own, you have to fly around the city and use your divine sense to probe. As long as you have that cultivation, you can have no scruples. It's just that it's bound to cause trouble. But Song Youyu didn't want to get into that trouble.

When I entered the shop with the smell of alcohol, it turned out to be a restaurant. The façade of the hotel is not large, but the space behind it is not small. It may be that it is not yet a meal, and there are few people in the store.

"Guest, ah, Immortal Chief, what do you always want to use? ”

As soon as Song Youyu entered the store, a junior second came forward to greet him. Hearing Xiao Er's greeting, Song Youyu, who had no intention of eating, saw Xiao Er's enthusiastic appearance and didn't speak. Just followed the guidance of Xiao Er and sat down at a table.

"A few dishes, a piece of rice, and a drink. To the best wine. ”

"Okay, Immortal Chief, you later. ”

After a while, three or four clay pots were brought up. Two meat and two vegetarian dishes, both boiled, Xiao Er brought wine again. I was not interested in the four dishes Song Youyu, so I took a sip of wine first, yes, it was wine. It seems that this shop has a certain background, otherwise there would be no wine made by monks.

Originally, he didn't come out to eat, Song Youyu just tasted a few bites, and felt that the meat was a strange meat, and the other dishes were also very ordinary. So I just finished drinking the wine and stopped using my chopsticks.

"Little two. ”

"Immortal Chief, what do you command? ”

Hearing Song Youyu shouting to himself, Xiao Er, who had been not far away, hurriedly walked over.

"Xiao Er, fill me with a pot of wine in your shop, I want to take it away. ”

After speaking, Song Youyu took out a low-level magic gourd that he had refined himself, which could hold one or two hundred catties of wine, and was usually used to hold water, and handed it to Xiao Er. Xiao Er hesitated for a moment, took the gourd and went to find the shopkeeper.

The effort was not great, Xiao Er and a middle-aged man walked over with a gourd.

"The immortal chief is polite, the immortal chief came to the shop, and the hospitality was a little slow. Below is the shopkeeper of the store, this is the wine that the fairy chief wants, and there are two urns in total. It is filled with the best spirit fruit brew in the store. ”

"The shopkeeper is polite. Okay, there's a heart. ”

Song Youyu took his gourd and tied it around his waist. At the same time, let the shopkeeper check out and prepare to leave.

"Immortal Chief, a total of two thousand spirit stones. It's okay to give 10,000 colorful shellfish. ”

The shopkeeper's words froze Song Youyu's body when he just stood up. What, a meal costs so much money. Just now, I wondered why the shopkeeper came out in person. Now I know.

Song Youyu is not without money, but not so much money. In the past, I didn't need money when I was in the Meijiu tribe, and I didn't need money in my own residence. The more than 100 spirit stones and a few colored shells in his pocket were exchanged for things out of curiosity when he passed by the human bazaar when he was practicing flying skills.

There were many kinds of currencies in the Shang Dynasty, and the strongest ones were spirit stones and colorful shells. Spirit Stone is a type of ore rich in psionic energy and has a wide range of uses. The colorful shell is a kind of shell of the spirit shell in the desolate ocean, and because it is scarce, it is also used as currency.

In fact, among ordinary people, bartering is the most popular. Spirit stones and colorful shells are mostly used among the upper echelons of the human race and the monks in the world.

Song Youyu was blind. Looking at the monk in front of him with an embarrassed face, the shopkeeper said very reasonably:

"Immortal Chief, I didn't count the money for the meal, only the money for the two urns of spiritual wine. If the immortal chief doesn't get together with the spirit stones and colored coins, he can use other things to offset it. ”

Looking at the shopkeeper in front of him, Song Youyu took out a sword from the storage bag, which was a divine weapon used by mortals. A sword of this level is no problem against a mid-level magic weapon.

The shopkeeper took the sword, drew it out of its sheath and looked at it, and then handed it to Song Youyu.

"Immortal Chief, the sword is a good sword, but this sword is not worth two urns of spirit wine. ”

In the end, Song Youyu paid half a catty of Xingchen gold to settle the wine money. That was what Song Youyu was left over from refining his own divine weapons. It's not that I can't use it up, but I want to have a little left that I might use later. As a result, it was used in wine.

At that time, if it wasn't for the fact that it was on someone else's territory, Song Youyu really wanted to repay the debt. But just thinking about it, because he couldn't get the right thing to pay for the wine, Song Youyu wanted to return the wine. As a result, Xiao Er called a Yuanshen monk like himself.

It's not that you can't beat it, but you can't fight it, and if you want to play tricks, you can't get out of the city. When he was fighting with the other party in the hotel, a divine sense stronger than the black dragon swept over. As a result, Song Youyu had no thoughts.

Out of the store, Song Youyu was not in the mood to go shopping, and turned around and went back to the camp.

Back at the residence, Mei Jiu hasn't come back yet, maybe she won't come back today. After leaving Yicheng for more than 20 years, how can I not go around a familiar place when I come back.

I don't think about Mei Jiu's anymore. Song Youyu sat there quietly thinking about his own business.

It has been one or two decades since he came to the desolate world, and he has become a primordial god monk smoothly, and he is only one step away from achieving the earth immortal. It is impossible to say that there is no pride and complacency in the heart. Even though I usually deceive myself very low-key, there is still a sense of counterattack and turnover in my heart.

The word monasticism is separated. Repair can explain many layers of meaning. But the most important thing is the cultivation of the state of mind. When I think about it, my heart is full. This mindset may not be very good. In this divine tribulation, you can't improve your state of mind, I'm afraid you won't be able to get through this tribulation.

In front of thousands of 'Dao', no matter which path you take, if you can't transform your original worldly mind into a 'Dao' mind, you won't be able to go far in this desolate world.

In the residence of the big camp, Song Youyu, who was touched by the 'Dao Heart', was in the meditation room, and his thoughts suddenly emptied himself and settled down.