Yang Lan'er nodded and perked up: "That's true. Anyway, my plan remains unchanged."

Traveling and practicing medicine, don't we still have five years?

For a monk, it may be quite short, perhaps just a blink of an eye.

But in fact, if you calm down and live every day, you can accomplish a lot in five years.

Haven't you seen that China's national strength development plan is five years? Looking back after every five years, you will feel that there has been great progress.

Of course, cities in the Misty World rarely change in five years. Not to mention five years, even fifty years may not see obvious changes.

The entire social outlook is different and the development speed is also different.

Yang Lan'er's strength is different now, and her vision is higher. She doesn't care about ordinary things.

Yang Lan'er enjoyed the fun of Taobao, and everything she bought could appreciate in value.

It was the kind of item that she could make at least twice as much money by throwing it into the auction house.

Some of the stall owners had poor eyesight, and some made inaccurate estimates. In short, Yang Lan'er would pick up a bargain if she could, and it didn't matter if she couldn't.

After happily strolling down the entire street, Yang Lan'er bought three items and could earn nearly ten thousand fairy stones by reselling them.

That’s not bad, enough for her to have a few good meals.

It can be seen that there should be very few people in this city who are as idle as Yang Lan'er and are willing to take advantage of the situation.

Therefore, Yang Lan'er will still gain something from this move.

Those who are short of these tens of thousands of spirit stones do not have the eye for finding bargains, and those who have a keen eye do not lack this, so Yang Lan'er has room to display her abilities.

“When I have accumulated enough, I will send it to the Rare Treasures Pavilion for a small auction. I have made a lot of money today, so let’s go eat something delicious first.” Yang Lan’er took out the real-life map jade slip, found a good-quality restaurant, ordered some special spiritual vegetables and side dishes, and a pot of spiritual wine.

The pleasure of traveling lies in tasting the uniqueness. Most cities have their own uniqueness, although it is very likely that the characteristics of two cities are the same or similar.

After pouring a glass of spiritual wine for Lingyun Zidane, Yang Lan'er filled her own glass. Suddenly, she thought of the Golden and Silver Dragons: "It's a pity that Xiaojin and Xiaolong are not here, otherwise the meal would be more lively."

Lingyun Zisable used its long cute tail to pick up the wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, and smacked its lips: "This lobby is quite lively. Those two dragons can't come out in a short time. The dragon clan's training is very abnormal. Maybe they will ask you to go to the God Realm."

"So, I'm just sighing." Yang Lan'er didn't choose a private room this time, but found a corner to watch other people chatting in the hall, and "eavesdrop" to see if there was any new gossip. Sitting like this for a whole night, Yang Lan'er suddenly found that the monks' concept of day and night time was getting weaker and weaker.

Anyway, they don’t sleep and can see at night. The most they can do is to restrain themselves from provoking the fairy beasts at night and avoid going to dangerous places in the mountains and wilderness.

Although cultivators can see at night and see night as day, and have omnipotent immortal consciousness, it cannot be denied that the darkness does have an added effect on immortal beasts and dangers.

Therefore, at night, many people would rather return to a fixed place to communicate with friends, discuss philosophy, etc.

There are many such spontaneous and casual activities in almost every city.

It's like a teahouse on Earth. Even though everyone doesn't know each other, they can get together over a cup of spiritual tea, a pot of spiritual wine, or even at other times.

Everyone was joking about all sorts of things, gossiping, discussing, and exchanging information, and it was all very lively.

Places like restaurants are actually more upscale because the expenses are relatively high. If you don't want to get involved, you can still have some peace and quiet.

As long as you hang a sign next to the table, others will know that the owner of the table does not like to be disturbed, and except for those who are unreasonable, everyone else will avoid it tactfully.

But early in the morning, someone came out of a private room in the restaurant and saw Yang Lan'er when he was paying the bill. His eyes lit up and he walked over.

He actually ignored the sign on the table. Yang Lan'er frowned, not really liking being disturbed.

The person who came over was a woman in blue, with a strange look of excitement on her face. It was like she had suddenly met a relative, which made Yang Lan'er feel a little embarrassed.

Did she have a common face? Could she run into "acquaintances" wherever she went? This feeling reminded Yang Lan'er of Qing Fei's repetition, and she couldn't help but look at the blue-clothed female cultivator in front of her with confusion.

Could it be that she knew him again and then forgot about him? The blue-clothed female cultivator also had a male companion, who was still wearing blue clothes. The pattern and color gave Yang Lan'er a sense of familiarity. It seemed that he should be from a reputable sect.

Shi Tou had just paid the bill when he discovered that his companion was missing. He was stunned for a moment and immediately looked up to see his companion standing in front of a table of guests who were not allowed to be disturbed.

Shi Tou suddenly felt bad and couldn't help but ask: "Mirror?"

Unfortunately, the mirror's attention was all on Yang Lan'er and it didn't even look back.

Shi Tou felt helpless and immediately walked over to hold Jingzi's hand: "Jingzi, don't disturb this immortal friend. There is a sign hanging here."

The mirror looked down and ignored it. It just smiled shyly at Yang Lan'er, and then became even more excited: "Is it Yang Lan'er?"

Yang Lan'er paused. Oh my god, you really know her? Why is this feeling so similar to the time when she met Qing Fei again? Of course, she was frightened that time with Qing Fei, but now she is just confused.

"Who are you?" Yang Lan'er was a little embarrassed. It was actually a bit awkward that others knew you but you didn't know them.

Of course, it’s different from her previous life when she was very famous in the Piaomiao World. Now she is very low-key, so not many people should recognize her.

Could it be another person who was blessed in the previous life? That's impossible. Doesn't she remember that there was a saint who saved many people in the previous life? "Perhaps you have forgotten. My name is Jingzi. We met in Cang Yan Continent. Senior..." Jingzi's eyes lit up when she saw Yang Lan'er admit it: "You are much more beautiful now than in Cang Yan Continent. I almost didn't recognize you!"

Jingzi is only a Daluo Jinxian, and the male cultivator traveling with him is a Xuanxian, so Yang Lan'er has to endure the call of "senior".

"Haha..." Yang Lan'er laughed dryly: "Thank you for the compliment, sit down and talk!"

After the girl said this, Yang Lan'er had some impression. Unlike Qingfei, the mirror was a destiny in this life.

Back in the Cang Yan Continent, when passing by the outside of Xia City, he happened to see Jingzi being chased.

It’s not that Yang Lan’er took the initiative to go up and rescue, but the group of people who were chasing Jingzi inexplicably thought that she was an accomplice and rushed over with magic weapons.

Yang Lan'er, who was affected for no reason, was particularly drunk. No one wants to suffer from unexpected disaster.

At that time, Yang Lan'er had just arrived in the world of cultivation and had just established her foundation. They probably thought she was a small fry who was easy to bully, so the group of people found a random excuse to take advantage of her.