Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Practitioners pursue higher levels of practice and possess powerful powers, while ordinary people lead ordinary lives, in awe of and yearning for the world of practitioners.

The two boundaries are clearly defined, just like the alternation of night and day. They seem to never intersect, yet they are interdependent.

The black market at this moment is the best proof. The harmonious and bustling black market seems to have broken the barriers between the two worlds and completely merged into one.

When one cultivates to a certain level, a certain realm, isn't that a return to nature?

The pursuit of a true and pure spiritual realm is also an alternative practice. In the process of this practice, one gradually gets rid of the interference and constraints of the outside world, returns to the inner peace and tranquility, and can see the essence of things through phenomena, and no longer be confused by appearances.

Isn’t this a compulsory course in cultivation?

Fu Ling'er stood at the side of the black market entrance, staring at the lively and harmonious scene in front of her. Something seemed to be about to come out of her mind, but she was stunned for a moment, it was too fast, and she didn't catch it. Maybe she hadn't figured out the key here, so she didn't catch it.

She certainly knew why she had suddenly fallen into that mysterious and wonderful feeling just now. It seemed that she had to take some time to stay under the enlightenment tree for a while.

Sure enough, enlightenment does require some particularities, and the right time, place and people are all essential.

"Sister Ling, which area should we go to first?" Zhuge Qiao interrupted Fu Ling'er's meditation. After coming to her senses, she walked towards the area behind.

"I want to go over there, Sister Ling, I'll come find you later," Xiao Zi shouted to Fu Ling'er's back, and then pulled Xuan Chen and Bai Yu in the opposite direction. He couldn't wait to explore this magical place to see if he could find some precious items or interesting things.

Fu Ling'er waved her hand, not caring where they were going, and turned back to Ling You and Zhuge Qiao and said,

"You two can go shopping too. You don't have to follow me. Just wait at the gate when you're done."

"Well, Sister Ling, as long as your master is safe, I will take Qiao'er to the front to take a look."

"Yeah, let's go."

So, the six people split up and ran to their favorite stalls.

Fu Ling'er was not very interested in the cultivation resource stalls. There was nothing she could do. She was too good and too versatile. She could basically make all the elixirs, instruments, and talismans that could help with cultivation. And her friends helped her collect all kinds of resources, so she didn't have to worry about it at all.

She now walked towards the area full of fireworks. In Area 1, most of the items sold were snacks, children's toys, and daily necessities sold by ordinary people. There was a dazzling array of things, making people dazzled. However, these things did not arouse her much interest, and she just browsed through them.

The items were too ordinary, so she was not interested. However, she was curious about the vendors. Because she found many powerful people with high cultivation among them. Some of them looked like ordinary people, but she knew that she just couldn't tell their cultivation level, which meant that their strength was much higher than hers.

It is indeed a place where hidden dragons and crouching dragons are everywhere, with all kinds of people.

This is why the black market, despite the mixed crowds, can still maintain such a harmonious, pleasant and orderly environment, which can be described as peaceful.

There are so many masters hiding here. Anyone who dares to come to the black market to cause trouble will be courting death.

"Come, come, come, take a look, take a look, fresh and plump white dace, the unforgettable flying silver dragon, don't miss it if you pass by." Xuanyuan Lang endured the extreme discomfort and finally shouted, but the voice was strange and made people's skin crawl. Suddenly, many pairs of eyes looked at her, and his face flushed. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at anyone, staring at the fish in the wooden basin, forcing himself to be calm.

He now regrets terribly why he had the guts to go fishing. Can't he just eat it himself?

"Good boy, straighten your tongue and shout again?" The old ancestor's deep eyes were filled with a hint of smile, and he asked him to shout again.

"Ancestor, can I please stop shouting? It's so embarrassing. I really can't say it out loud," Xuanyuan Lang said in embarrassment with a sad face.

“Hey! Boy, don’t be so pretentious all the time! Sometimes, if a person is too pretentious, he can’t come down from his pedestal and will be so for his whole life. As a person, you should be able to bend and stretch, so that you can live a smooth and long life.” At the end of the old ancestor’s voice, it was as if he remembered something. His eyes were far away and his voice was very ethereal. He seemed to be educating the younger generation, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

"Okay, I won't embarrass you. Just take a look at how the Li family sells fish." Hearing that the ancestor let him go, Xuanyuan Lang felt relieved. However, he felt uncomfortable just sitting here.

Especially when someone was staring at him.

Fu Ling'er walked to the fish stall. She had just heard what the old man said. Although she couldn't hear the latter part clearly, she felt that the old man was wise and could say such profound words. Moreover, some of his views coincided with hers. She was very happy.

Although the stall owners of the fish stalls restrained their fierce aura, she still felt that these people were unfathomable and the fish they sold must be delicious, so she bought some.

It was just that the wise old man did not look very well. He looked energetic, but his skin was slightly swollen. Just from the surface, it was clear that the old man was in poor health.

"Miss, do you want to buy some fish? Look at this Chifeng fish, the meat is delicate, tender and smooth. If you buy it back, you will never forget it." Li Hongji greeted Fu Ling'er and enthusiastically pointed at the red-headed fat fish in the wooden basin and introduced them. There were five or six red-headed, white fat fish weighing two or three pounds in the wooden basin. There was a bright red line on its body. When it saw the person coming, it blinked its innocent big eyes and stared at Fu Ling'er.

Haha, it’s quite cute.

"Really? If it's really as delicious as uncle said, then I naturally can't miss it. Uncle, then pack all these Chifeng fish for me, I'll buy as many as you want," Fu Ling'er poked the red-headed fat fish in the wooden basin with her finger and thought to herself, if you glare at me again, I'll eat you.

"Okay, girl, don't worry. Uncle won't cheat you. Ten gold coins for one fish, it's a good deal." Li Hongji said as he took out a small wooden barrel, the kind of small wooden barrel that can be found everywhere in farmers' homes. He filled it with some water, then picked up the red-headed fat fish and put it in the barrel.

Seeing this, Pan Zhenlong on the side hurriedly pushed his wooden basin forward and smiled at Fu Ling'er. He first motioned her to look at his wooden basin, then curled his lips and glanced at Li Hongji's wooden basin.