In the valley, the bonfire has been extinguished, and the scattered cultivators dispersed in groups of two and two according to yesterday's arrangement.

The old man finished smoking a bag of cigarettes, put away the cigarette stick, and said with a smile: "Have you slept enough?" Then let's go, time is pressing, Miss Liu is still in the monster cave. ”

Shen Yushan nodded and followed.

Last night, Shen Yushan had already communicated with the old man, the old man's name was Hao Yougu, an ordinary mortal farmer, and his family hoped to have grain every year, so he gave him this name.

Because I have been doing miscellaneous labor in the Xianjia sect for many years, I know some cultivation methods under the influence of my ears and eyes, and because my qualifications are not up to standard, I can't become a formal disciple, so I drove down the mountain when I was old, and gradually embarked on the road of scattered cultivation.

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