Gu Xiu didn't know what Peng Chang had in his hands, but she knew that he could draw talismans. Before, in the Changsheng Palace mountain prison, he used the blood of the double-winged demon cat to draw a lot of talismans. Although he used some when he ran away, there must be some extras. It was said that those talismans were ten times better than those on this stall, which was considered modest.

"Okay! You and them go first, we will end in one hour. We will see the goods later." The female cultivator of the Sanshen Stage made a quick decision.

Go first? Where to go?

Gu Xiu and Peng Changzheng were confused, but Gu Xiu immediately realized that they wanted to take themselves and others to a relatively secret place.

"Where to go?" Yan Yuheng asked carelessly.

"Go to the West Street Inn, where our caravan lives." The female cultivator in the Sanshen period replied.

"Oh, I know West Street Inn, where is the West City Gate?" Yan Yuheng asked again.

The female cultivator of the Sanshen stage glanced at him, probably thinking that Yan Yuheng had no eyes and was too lazy to answer him, so she talked to the old monk.

However, the late-stage female cultivator next to her smiled and nodded, "Well, it's the West Street Inn on the Xicheng Gate. Our caravan usually lives there when we come to Lingcheng."

"Oh, then okay, then okay, let's go here, fellow Taoist... I don't know what to call a friend?"

The female cultivator's answer in the late stage of Ningxi made Yan Yuheng flatter. He smirked and agreed to go to the West Street Inn, and he also got close to him.

"My name is Fu Ye, this is my aunt Fu Xin." Fu Ye replied with a smile.

"Oh, fellow Taoist Fu, Senior Fu!" Yan Yuheng hurriedly bowed his hand to the courtesy.

Fu Xin was still talking to the old monk, as if he hadn't seen Yan Yuheng's greeting. Yan Yuheng was a little embarrassed. Fu Ye Wen said, "I wonder what the few fellow Taoists call me?"

"Oh, my surname is Yan, my name is Yuheng. This is fellow Taoist Peng, this is fellow Taoist Gu, this..." Yan Yuheng was about to introduce Lin Wen, but found that Lin Wen was not by his side. He was about to ask Peng Changzheng and Gu Xiu, and Gu Xiu's voice transmission came from his mind, "Fellow Taoist Yan, don't call Lin Meimei."

"Why?" Yan Yuheng asked immediately. Fortunately, he knew that he did not ask directly, but used voice transmission.

Gu Xiu glanced at him lightly, and this glance made Yan Yuheng feel like he was a fool. He also asked this, but he was not asking Gu Xiu, but Peng Changzheng, "Fellow Daoist Peng, do you think I am stupid?"

Peng Changzheng didn't know what the two were talking about, so he just said, "Anyway, Junior Sister Gu is smarter than you, just listen to her."

Yan Yuheng choked for a moment, but he didn't look for Lin Wen anymore.

Because Fu Ye and Fu Xin had to guard the stall, Gu Xiu and the other two went to the West Street Inn with two of the god-cultivating people in the period of the breath.

I don’t know if it was because it was banned from flying in the city or for some other reason, but these people did not seem to use escape techniques. They walked in a car, so Gu Xiu and the other two naturally followed.

Xijie Inn is the inn closest to the west gate of Lingcheng. It is a two-story wooden building. As soon as you enter the inn, Gu Xiu knew why these human monks wanted to live here.

Although there is also Yin Qi in the inn, compared with the outside, Yin Qi is much weaker, and it can almost reach a difference of 50% from the divine breath.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, is there a gathering formation arranged in this inn?" Peng Changzheng also discovered the difference between the inn and asked one of the mid-stage male cultivators who brought them over. The male cultivators were named Qin Sheng. They had already introduced them on the way.

Qin Sheng said: "Fellow Daoist Peng, you are here in Lingcheng for the first time. No wonder you don't know. Lingcheng is the second largest city in the Mirror Realm, but there are many more cultivators like us who have real body than the first largest city, Jingcheng.

Therefore, there is not a Jingcheng, but there is a Lingcheng instead. For example, this West Street Inn was run by several of our caravans together. It was either for business or for the sake of having a suitable place to live when their caravans came to Lingcheng, and also provided convenience for other god-cultivators."

"Just here, there are quite a lot of people. Fellow Daoist Qin, to be honest, since we came to Lingcheng, we have only met with you and Senior Fu and the aunts and nephews."

Hearing Qin Sheng's words, Yan Yuheng said in disbelief.

This time, even Gu Xiu and Peng Chang's dispute did not stop Yan Yuheng from whining, because that's true, they did not see other similar monks in Lingcheng.

Qin Sheng looked at Yan Yuheng in surprise, "Where is fellow Taoist from?"

"Hmm?" Yan Yuheng was even more surprised, "Didn't you say it before? We are from a small, unknown city, Belvedere."

"Then there is no day when Licheng is in decline?" Qin Sheng asked again.

Their conversation had attracted the attention of the other people. Gu Xiu clearly felt that they had been indifferent from the beginning to the present, as if they were scrutinized.

Yan Yuheng was about to answer honestly, "No, what is the day of yin decline?", but Peng Chang fought for it first, "Of course there is, but I don't know that big cities like Lingcheng also have a day of yin decline."

"Fellow Daoist Peng, what are you..."

"Shut up!" Gu Xiu couldn't help but scold with his spiritual sense. Yan Yuheng felt his mind buzzing and was about to be shocked. How could he think of what he was going to say?

"Fellow Daoist Qin, then the shopkeepers and friends here are all the same god-cultivators as us?" Gu Xiu asked.

The answer to her was another mid-stage male cultivator, Kan Zhi, who smiled and said, "If there are ghost cultivators here, how can we arrange such a large breath gathering array to maintain the breath in this inn? You must know that ghost cultivator is like the darling of heaven. Even if the ghost cultivator who only has one breath condensed period lives here for a long time, the yin energy here will be difficult to harmonize."

Ghost cultivator is the darling of the way of heaven? If you say this in the realm of honorary gods, you may be struck by lightning, but in the realm of the realm of the underworld, it really makes sense. In this way, this way of heaven is not that way of heaven?

Gu Xiu thought this idea came up with inappropriate thought.

So are the Netherworld and the Netherworld mentioned in the God Realm mentioned in the God Realm the same place? But if it is the same place, then the souls of the humans and monks in the God Realm after death will come to the Netherworld of the God Realm, and will be under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Way here. In this way, if there are different opinions between the two Heavenly Ways, wouldn’t they still argue or even conflicts?

Gu Xiu's mind was open for a moment and his thoughts became deeper and deeper.

"So, in fact, the entire mirror domain is like this. Not only your small town, but also Lingcheng, including Jingcheng, all places are the same. For example, we, the flesh and blood, usually do not go out on weekdays, and only go out on day of decline. It's just that the day of decline in each place is different. By the way, you shouldn't know that the day of decline in Lingcheng is tomorrow. Therefore, today our caravans will come out to check the market situation."
Chapter completed!