Bai Jun led the ignorant Mo Lin out of the mountain, and sent him to the cliff to remind him of the earthen jar tomb in ancient times.
After people put old people over sixty who have lost the ability to work into graves made of earthen jars, they will come every day to deliver meals. But every time a meal is delivered to the elderly, a brick will be laid. After the tomb is blocked, no matter whether the old man is still alive or not, he will no longer care. Some children will be so impatient that they will take several days to lay a brick. And those who have no filial piety want to lay two bricks a day and just want to get rid of this scumbag as soon as possible.
Different worlds, similar histories, all due to poverty caused by low productivity.
Bai Jun can give them food so that these old people can survive. But where did he get so much food to feed him every day? There are new old people every year in terms of food, housing, and clothing. Even if Bai Jun saves them for thousands of years, he can't change this bad habit.
If the warehouse is solid, you will know etiquette; if you have enough food and clothing, you will know honor and disgrace. This principle may be understood but not necessarily implemented.
It was cold and hot in May, but it snowed heavily. Everyone said that God took pity on them and shed tears when they saw the suffering of the people.
Bai Jun knew, however, that the snow came from the northwest, the Wanmi Mountains. The master of the Nine Heavens Sword of Yue Kingdom finally arrived.
It is true that nine heavenly beings are not needed to kill a great master of heavenly rank, but it is necessary to destroy a large sect with heavenly rank. A large sect has been passed down from generation to generation. You have no way of knowing how many senior masters are left in the sect, so you should naturally treat it with caution.
Qiguo did not want any casualties, so it directly crushed them with overwhelming combat power.
The heavy snow in the sky is probably due to the magical power of the Xuantian Sword Master among the Nine Heaven Sword Masters, and it affects the outer areas, which is why the May snow scene appears.
Gu insects are still afraid of cold by nature, and their ice-cold magical powers are somewhat restrained.
However, when the weather gets cold, Bai Jun becomes even more lazy to move.
He passed by a small town, where he bought a carriage and tied it to a red horse. Mo Lin sat on the shaft outside the carriage, and Bai Jun sat in the carriage with the curtains drawn to separate them, quietly refining the spiritual energy of the spiritual grass.
There is a string of wind chimes hanging on the right corner of the carriage. If any evil spirit comes near, it will tremble violently. The carriage has been reinforced by Bai Zhen's magic power, so there is no need to worry about any hidden arrows suddenly shooting in, so it is quite quiet. A place to practice.
Mo Lin didn't know the road, but Bai Jun said he should just walk to where the sun sets.
So under the setting sun, a wooden cart with red horses slowly walked toward the west mountain. The clanking of horse hooves was accompanied by the gentle ringing of horn bells. The child drove the cart straight to the clouds.
Mo Lin was driving the car and would be in a daze from time to time. The horse was very smart and could walk on its own. He only needed to control the direction and speed.
In a daze, he caught a glimpse of a silver light on the ground. He suddenly remembered something, hurriedly pulled on the rope and shouted: "Hey~"
Mo Lin took a closer look and saw that there was indeed a silver line hanging three feet high on the ground. If the horse walked directly over, he was afraid that the horse's hooves would not be directly blocked and it would fall to the ground. The carriage would naturally jolt and damage the axle wood. Unable to move on.
This is usually a common method used by thieves to rob, and Mo Lin has experienced it personally.
"Whoosh~"
Just as he was about to speak, a sharp arrow shot through the air and hit a foot above Mo Lin's head. The wings at the tail of the arrow were still making a trembling sound, like Mo Lin's rapidly beating heart.
"Sir...Sir, there are robbers!"
"No problem, come in."
Bai Jun's voice came out, and Mo Lin suddenly felt at ease and hurriedly got into the car.
The heavy snow was still falling silently all around, and the bandits and bandits in the dark raised their longbows again, shooting sharp arrows into the carriage.
"Zheng~"
There was a constant sound of arrows hitting each other, and all the wooden arrows fell down one after another.
"Third Master, what's going on? None of the brothers' arrows can hit the target?" asked a bandit.
A one-eyed bandit looked at the carriage below with a fierce look on his face, and said in a cold voice: "Tell the brothers to raid the guys and go straight down and chop up the people in the car to see if there is anything valuable."
"Okay! Brothers, follow me!"
Suddenly, more than a dozen swift figures hiding in the snow rushed towards the carriage, each holding a big knife in their hands and killing with excitement on their faces.
The red horse was affected by this momentum, wiping its hooves on the ground uneasily and panting heavily.
Just when everyone was surrounding the carriage, the third master came out and said with a ferocious smile: "People in the carriage, listen, hand over all the valuables and food you have on you, and we can still spare your life, otherwise this world of ice and snow will Rico is going to have a brain separation!"
"Wow~"
The curtains on the car were lifted, and a young man in white leaned out, standing in the snowy sky. The white light was dazzling, and his handsome appearance was charming.
"What a handsome young man, you can just bring him back to be my rabbit master!"
The one-eyed Third Master looked at him intently as he rubbed his hands with a lustful expression on his face.
Bai Jun had no expression on his face. He stood on the carriage and glanced at everyone condescendingly. He found that everyone was evil and no one was kind.
Then, with a flash of golden eyes, the bodies of a dozen thieves were frozen in the wind and rain.
In such cold weather, it only takes one night to freeze to death.
He bent down and prepared to return to the carriage.
But at this moment, the horn bell suddenly rang and vibrated violently.
Bai Yan stopped moving, raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings. He vaguely felt that an invisible eye was watching him from a secret place.
This feeling is very strange. It’s not a monster or a ghost, it’s just a devil!
There are magic cultivators hidden in the Yue Kingdom?
"Hahaha, I didn't expect to meet a cultivator in such a remote place. What a profit!"
A strange sound rang out, dust and snow suddenly flew under the thieves' feet, and young arms stretched out.
Each arm was covered in purple blood, and in the palm of each hand there was an eye watching him from all directions.
A middle-aged Taoist was wearing a green dust robe and holding a white whisker. He looked like a fairy, but his eyes were completely black, without eyeballs and without color.
Bai Jun looked at the other person with interest, "Are you a demon cultivator?"
"What else?" The Taoist priest smiled gloomily, "My name is the Thousand-Eyed Demon, and you will be well off if you die in my hands."
Da Mo is the name of the middle realm in Mo Xiu.
Bai Jun concentrated his attention, he saw that the other party did not look like the devil of a wild cultivator, but rather he looked like a disciple of the Demon Sect. And it happened to appear just outside the Wanmi Mountains.
Is it possible that the Seven Gu Sect invited the Demon Sect to help? You know, Qi Country has been hostile to the Demonic Cultivator for thousands of years, and both sides hate it deeply.
Bai Yan laughed to himself, it seemed that this benefit was not so easy to get in vain. The reason why he wanted to come and watch the excitement was not only to watch the battles, supernatural powers, and half-step techniques of the top masters, but he was also naturally thinking about the ten thousand-year inheritance of the Seven Gu Sect.
Regardless of skills, magic weapons, books, elixirs, or poisonous insects, they are all scarce.
In this moment of thinking, thousands of arms had grown on the ground, and thousands of one-eyed eyes were silently staring at Bai Jun. Just by looking at each other, he felt that there was some kind of great fear occupying his mind, and he couldn't help but panic. .
Bai Yan looked slightly solemn. This demonic cultivator is best at bewitching people's hearts and confusing the world. He is good at psychologically controlling dead people and swaying people's hearts with emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. He can make the enemy lose their mind and let them manipulate him. It can be said to be extremely weird.
After a brief thought in his heart, he raised his sleeves and saw countless skeletons everywhere, trembling and moving, turning into a huge white bone ghost king a hundred feet high, with blue ghost fire burning in his eyes, and holding a sharp white bone giant in his hand. The ax is surrounded by resentful spirits, the air around it is as cold as ice, and the cold ghost king faces strange monsters.
The Bone Ghost King roared angrily, and the huge ax blade came close to the ground, cutting off all the arms, and the blood splashed down and dyed the white snow red.
But the broken arm still swayed, and he stood up. The eyes in the palm of his hand were still staring at Bai Jun, and Bai Jun's figure was reflected in the emotionless eyes.
I will also write a chapter in the evening, which will make up four to five thousand words.
