Return from the second dimension

Hearing the sudden question raised by the other party, the yellow-robed monk was shocked and asked in confusion, "What is the selling boy?"

The alien monk who was watched by everyone was a little anxious, and added: "It's just the boy who was holding a bunch of tatters and shouting and selling goods!"

The yellow-robed monk who was questioned suddenly realized, pointing in a direction and said: "You said that kid, it seems to be going there!"

After he finished speaking, he wanted to ask the other party how exactly he rushed to the 110th floor of the tower, and wanted to learn from the experience, but saw the other party jump into the air and rushed to the direction where the teenager left.

"Hey... I said, what are you eager to find that boy for?"

Seeing this alien cultivator hurriedly leave, the cultivators around who were about to ask were all disappointed, and at the same time secretly guessed what he was doing after an ordinary young cultivator?

The monk in yellow was also confused, frowning and recalling the scene with the selling boy just now, his face changed slightly.

"I remember, that seller wished him to rush to the 110th floor just now, and then he really rushed to the 110th floor!"

The yellow-clothed monk's heart was beating wildly, and some thoughts emerged in his heart, but he felt a little weird.

"It should be just a coincidence, it must be a coincidence!"

The yellow-robed monk murmured to himself, but then shook his head again and murmured: "It's not right, if it's really just a coincidence, then the monk who succeeded just now shouldn't have this reaction!"

"He must have realized something, that's why he has this kind of performance... That's right, that seller has a problem!"

When the yellow-clothed monk thought of this, he desperately pushed aside the crowd, and chased him in the direction where the salesman had left.

It didn't take long for him to return with a disappointed face, apparently he didn't find the boy who sold the goods.

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Squeezing out the crowd, Bai Lu came to a stall in the market and carefully selected the medicinal materials sold by a wild repairer.

Seeing his pick and pick, the Ye Xiu said impatiently: "What's the matter with you, these medicinal materials are all the same thing, what's the pick?"

Bai Lu shook his head, picked up a medicinal material in his hand and said to the stall owner: "The same medicinal material has different effects because of the difference in soil and growth environment.

For example, this kind of red-hearted kebab has an unusually spicy taste, while some are only spicy but not spicy. The taste is inconsistent, and the efficacy is naturally different!

Since I have spent money, I naturally want to buy authentic medicinal materials. Are you right?"

Upon hearing the words, the Ye Xiu stall owner showed a helpless and disdainful expression, waved his hand to let the young man continue.

Other monks are not so particular about it, even if this young man chooses, he does not delay his sales, and the stall owner naturally doesn't care.

Harmony is the most important thing in business, even if the business is a monk, the same is true.

After picking for a while, Bai Lu finally gathered the medicinal materials he needed, and then put the two fragmented origin stones in the hands of the stall owner, and then hurriedly left the market and headed straight to the distant grassland.

From time to time, you can see monks coming from afar. Their goal is the towering tower behind them, while the goal of the young boy Bailu is the nest where he lives.

After walking a distance of tens of kilometers, Bai Lu came to an area with dense weeds. After looking around, he came to a bush and stretched out his hand and gently lifted it.

A hole was exposed in the grass, Bai Lu quickly got in, and then he walked some distance in the low passage, and finally came to a hidden crack.

This crack has been remodeled, and it is inlaid with a grayish translucent jade, so that it is not dark, and the secrets of the underground cannot be found from the surface.

A cave was dug into the crack, not very deep, a long-haired girl was sitting on the bed, sewing a dress with needles and threads, looking very serious.

"Sister, you don't need to make clothes anymore, I don't need anything to wear!"

Bai Lu put down the things in his hands, looked at the sick sister on her face, and said distressedly.

His sister smiled when he heard the words, but did not speak. Instead, she said in sign language, "I have nothing to do. I will kill you when I make clothes for you!"

Bai Lu nodded, but his eyes were a little sad.

At the beginning, my sister followed herself to avoid the enemy, but went into the Cracked Plain by accident. Although she escaped from the dead, her sister encountered an accident. Not only did she ruin her cultivation, she couldn't even speak.

Bai Lu blamed himself for this. If it weren't for his own sake, he wouldn't have suffered this misfortune. Not only did he make his younger sister the way he is now, but his own cultivation level also stagnated.

In order to heal his sister's injuries, Bai Lu would venture into the Fractured Space from time to time, hoping to find real treasures and sell them for a sum of money.

But the edge of the shattered space has long been searched for countless times, and he went to the edge area again, how could he encounter valuable things?

He wants to go deeper, but his own strength doesn't allow it, otherwise his sister will be really helpless if he doesn't go back.

With a secret sigh in his heart, Bai Lu began to process the medicinal materials he bought back. The whole process seemed cautious, for fear that there would be a bit of waste.

His method of refining medicine is very professional. It can be seen that he has studied systematically before, and he can confirm this from the conversation between him and the medicine vendor.

But even so, his cultivation is stagnant, unable to use more advanced techniques to refine medicine, and can only use the most crude methods.

The lack of money prevented him from buying better medicinal materials. He wants to heal his and his sister's injuries. God knows how long he will wait?

After processing the medicinal materials without saying a word, Bai Lu refined the powder again and made it into the lowest-level pill.

"Sister, you take this medicine first, I'll go out and then go around to see if I can find a chance to move to the market near the market, the environment here is really not suitable for your body to recover."

When his sister heard the words, there was a hint of worry on her face.

"Don't be afraid. The Rift Plains now is different from the past. There are new lords and new rules.

As long as we monks from the lower realms have an identity card, we can live in a fair and honest manner, and we don't need to be as treacherous as before!"

When my sister heard Bai Lu's explanation, she let go of her hanging heart and told Bai Lu to pay attention to safety.

After bidding farewell to his sister, Bai Lu dug up a pile of hard-collected items from the shattered space, hung them on the broken net he was wearing, and once again moved towards the market.

Today's business is good, Bai Lu plans to take advantage of the crowded time to dispose of all the inventory, and then find an opportunity to go to Fracture Space again.

This is the only source of life for him and his sister now, even if he has to risk his life every time, he can only grit his teeth.

As the flow of people came to the vicinity of the Tongtian Tower, Bai Lu looked around and looked for a more conspicuous place. He shouted again with his throat: "Look, look! The fragments of the gods found in the ruins, Precious ores, as well as cultivation techniques, guarantee high quality and low price!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he yelled a few words, Bai Lu felt a flash of figures in front of him, and then saw a monk in yellow clothes appear in front of him, seemingly familiar.

It's just why the excitement on this monk's face, his eyes shine when he looks at him?