She has accepted the fact that her soul has passed through her body. This is still the Tianyuan Continent, but it is very different from what it was a thousand years ago. There are only four major countries, Dongchen, Xijiao, Nandi, and Beili, as well as the largest central country.
The Jialan Empire.
A thousand years have passed, and the world has gone through great changes. The dynasty of that year has also been destroyed.
Ling Luo walked all the way to the entrance of Yingyang Street and saw all kinds of shops and bustling people, some selling food, some selling jewelry, some selling clothes, almost anything you can think of, this street is three miles long
You can find them all on Yingyang Street.
Ling Luo found a drugstore and bought two bottles of medicine for bruises and bruises, as well as some medicine for bruises. Next door was a steamed stuffed bun shop with a long queue. It looked like the food should taste pretty good.
Ling Luo smiled slightly and joined the queue. She waited for a long time before it was her turn.
"Waiter, I want twenty, ten dishes and ten meats, all packed up."
Shengge has been with me for so many years and has worked hard and endured many hardships, so let's bring some to that girl.
"Okay." The waiter's hands and feet were very quick, and he wrapped it up quickly and handed it to Ling Luo, "Miss, please keep it, it's thirty coins in total."
Ling Luo paid the money and suddenly heard a hoarse man's voice.
"Boy, can you... give me a bun? I haven't eaten for two days."
This man's voice was very unique and highly recognizable. Ling Luo turned around and saw a man in ragged clothes.
He was very dirty, so dirty that his whole face was so black that he couldn't even recognize his face. His hair was down, about to his waist, very greasy, and the ends of his hair were knotted, but his black pupils were extremely bright and glowing.
With a faint golden light.
He was very smelly. It could be said that he was extremely smelly. The original clothes on his body were no longer made of material. All he felt was a large black mass, exuding an odor that was unimaginable to ordinary people. The queue to buy steamed buns dispersed in an instant.
Far far away.
Even Ling Luo couldn't help but cover her paper bag tightly, cover her nose, and take a step back. She didn't step back too far because her eyes fell on the pendant on the waist of this dirty and smelly beggar.
It was a black meteorite with two characters engraved on it, which were ancient characters from a thousand years ago.
Ling Luo immediately became interested. Even though she was a few steps away, she still felt a powerful and terrifying energy fluctuation from the black meteorite.
Although her current body is very weak, her soul is the soul of a genius alchemist who has lived for a thousand years, and her sensing ability is extremely strong.
"Go, go, you stinky beggar, get out of the way and don't hinder our business." The waiter selling buns knocked the dirty beggar's hand away with a stick.
"One bun, just one." The man's body was very tall, with a sense of oppression associated with his body. He stretched out a slender but black finger, and a trace of begging flashed through his bright pupils.
"Get out! Our shop is small, don't come and cause trouble!" The real owner of the bun shop came out, holding a slightly thick wooden stick in his hand, and started beating him.
The owner of this shop is a cultivator, and his stick has a touch of green wood energy. He should be a second-level warrior. He just chased the dirty beggar with a stick and beat him.
The dirty beggar was dodging as if facing a formidable enemy. Unfortunately, he didn't seem to be a cultivator. The thick wooden stick hit his body again and again, making him scream in pain.