Farewell to Feng Wujiang, Lu Ye did not rush to practice, but took Dao Shisan down the holy mountain, and walked around on the holy island at will.

A year is still a long time, there is no need to rush for a while, and now that he is recovering from his injuries, it is not easy to enter the state of cultivation immediately.

The entire holy island is a huge gathering place of human races, regardless of cultivators, monks and mortals live together happily, perhaps because the blood army has just been repelled, the holy island is full of joy, the atmosphere is relaxed, everywhere You can see the scene of decorating with lights and festoons.

On the streets, there are crowds of people, many shops are lined up on both sides, and there is a world of fireworks.

Lu Ye seldom saw this kind of scene, maybe some cities in Kyushu where mortals gather like this, but since he embarked on the road of cultivation, he rarely came into contact with a large number of mortals, so it was a novelty for a while.

As Lu Ye walked and watched, a candied haws seller came towards him, yelling, and the grass target he was carrying was filled with bunches of crystal clear candied haws.

Lu Ye stopped the owner, asked the price, and was about to buy two to try, when he suddenly remembered that he didn't have any currency here.

There is no spirit stone or panacea either. As early as when he was promoted to the eighth layer of the real lake, he used up all the cultivation resources he had stored.

The eldest sister selling tofu not far away said, "Give him two candied haws, and I'll pay for it."

Hearing the sound, Lu Ye turned his head to look, the corners of his eyes twitching.

A moment later, Lu Ye and Dao Shisan were holding a bunch of candied haws together, and standing beside Sister Tofu, Lu Ye still couldn't believe his eyes: "Senior, I almost didn't recognize you when you put on your clothes."

Yue Ji raised her hand and knocked him on the head: "Speak well."

Lu Ye also knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, mainly because he didn't expect Yueji to be here, and she was dressed like this.

The previous Yue Ji had tulle veils, her graceful body was faintly visible, and her blood was spurting, but now she is wearing coarse clothes, with a square scarf on her head, and her sleeves rolled up to her elbows, she looks like a farmer. Women's dress.

"Senior, what are you doing?" Lu Ye was really puzzled.

"Selling tofu." Yue Ji took it for granted, "You have to make a living."

Lu Ye couldn't laugh or cry, the majestic seventh generation suzerain of Leizhou Wanfazong, a figure at the peak of Shenhai Realm, came to this blood refining world to sell tofu, if the disciples and grandchildren of Wanfazong saw this, it would be embarrassing.

Moreover, how can a senior expert like Yueji need mundane things to make a living?

Lu Ye could tell that she was just playing with her life, and she could only feel that it was always elusive to act like a master.

"I can't sell tofu?" Yue Ji squinted at him.

"It can be sold, it can be sold!" Lu Ye dared not say a word.

"When I was young, I sold tofu to make a living. Later, I was favored by a monk of the Wanfa Sect and accepted as a disciple. Now I'm just going back to my old job, so why make a fuss." Yueji said, pointing to the opposite side of the street: "Look at that old man over there."

Lu Ye looked in the direction she pointed, and saw an old man who was basking in the sun and taking a nap at the door of a small shop. Several children came to him and poked his nostrils with dogtail grass. He didn't lift his eyes, just Occasionally waving it away casually made the children laugh secretly.

There is a cloth banner next to the old man, with a large number on it, which is very eye-catching.

"Somewhat familiar..." Lu Ye said, after thinking about it, isn't this one of the more than seventy seniors?

"His old man... is this telling someone's fortune?" Lu Ye was speechless.

"It's just a little bit of hobbies." Yue Ji pursed her lips and smiled, "We people can't die, and life is boring, so we can only find some fun by ourselves."

"Senior said that." Lu Ye didn't know how to answer it.

But maybe it is also the truth, the old seniors are still alive, but there is no way forward, this is nothing more than a kind of torture for any monk who has been chasing a higher level all his life.

It's fine if there is really no way forward, the key is that each of them can clearly feel that there is still a way ahead, but they can't find it. JrNovels.com