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"Young man, don't be embarrassed, there are dangers in the Morro Desert at all times, and the most important thing is to preserve your physical strength, come up!" The old man hugged Zhen Yinjian's waist and wanted to carry him onto the camel, but found that he couldn't hold the other party!

Just when he was surprised, Zhen Yinjian immediately straddled the camel and thanked the old man again.

"Thank you, sir, I'm still a heavy person, and I don't dare to bother the old man. ”

The old man nodded, and was not surprised, he walked to the camel's neck, pulled the reins, and pulled the camel forward.

Zhen Yinjian took two sips of the water bag handed by the old man and returned it. Although with his cultivation, he could easily survive even without drinking a drop of water in the desert, but in order to match his identity as a "caravan wanderer", he still drank two sips.

"Old man, what do you call you! Thank you so much today, if I don't have you, I don't know what to do today?" Zhen Yinjian sighed and said. He could see that the old goat-bearded man was a very kind man, otherwise he would not have helped himself, a stranger whose identity seemed a little suspicious.

"Everyone calls me Old Man Luo, you can call me that. Also, it wasn't me who saved you, it was our master Kirkel who saved your life. I'm just an old servant and can't make any decisions. The old man said with a smile as he led the camel.

"Hmph, I don't know what's wrong!" the young caravan leader pouted, revealing a disgruntled expression. Obviously, he was a little unhappy that Zhen Yinjian had thanked the goats but had never thanked him.

"Thank you, Chief Kirkel. Seeing this, Zhen Yin immediately thanked the other party. In any case, with the guidance of the other party, you can get out of the desert and find the direction, which is definitely much better than looking for it blindly like a headless fly.

"Hmph!" the young and wealthy caravan leader snorted, and the look of displeasure on his face was much lighter. Obviously, this is not an easy person to hold grudges.

A group of people continued to ride on the edge of the desert for a while, and Zhen Yinjian decided to find out the information.

"Kirkel Chief, I don't know how far this is from Yunshan Temple?" asked Zhen Yinjian. He and the Elder have very limited knowledge of the Southern Buddha Land. I just know that in the southern Buddha land, many Buddhist forces are named after temples, and each temple represents a sect.

The reason why the old man dared to send Bi Jinse to the Southern Buddha Land alone was also prepared. According to the ancient records of Donghua Yu, Yunshan Temple in the Southern Buddha Tuzhong is a sect with a tradition of restraining the curse of "sophistry". Naturally, Bi Jinse must take this temple as the goal of moving forward.

"Yunshan Temple, why are you asking this?" Hearing Zhen Yinjian ask this name, Kirkel's face became a little more vigilant and puzzled.

"I have a friend who wants to go to Yunshan Temple for help, and I will also go to find her after the caravan mission is completed. Zhen Yinjian half-truthfully stated his purpose, but Kirkel and the three caravan riders all laughed.

Zhen Yin saw that these people were laughing so exaggeratedly, and when he was thinking about whether he had said something wrong, he got an answer from the old man with goat's beard.

"Little brother, if your friend really plans to go to Yunshan Temple for help, I guess she will definitely be disappointed. Old man Luo shook his head and sighed.

"Mr. Luo, why is this?" Zhen Yinjian was a little puzzled and continued to ask.

"Where the hell are you from, how can the news be so closed? Don't you know that the world-famous Yunshan Temple is a third-class Buddhist sect? A mortal like her, who seeks to seek help for immortals, kneels outside the mountain gate every day, but has never heard of anyone receiving help. Do you think that friend of yours is a possibility?" Kirker said with a laugh as he lifted the veil to reveal his white teeth.

Only then did Zhen Yinjian understand why they were not optimistic about Bi Jinse's request for help. It turns out that they actually think of themselves as ordinary people!

This is not to blame them, after all, in order to shorten the distance between him, he deliberately suppressed his own mana and coercion, and behaved like a mortal.

This leads them to misestimate themselves, and even their friends.

However, Zhen Yinjian didn't say anything, anyway, he came to Donghua Yu for Bi Jinse's business. I don't want to be too public, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Hehe, that makes sense. Zhen Yinjian smiled and walked by, without much excuse, just continued to ride a camel forward.

After continuing to walk for more than ten miles, Kirkel seemed to feel a little bored, and seemed to be more interested in Zhen Yinjian, and said to Zhen Yinjian with his head held high:

"You'll have to be glad you met our caravan that can take you out of the Morro Desert. You know, what's more terrible than a sandstorm in the Morro Desert?" Kirker stirred goldfish eyes, and his chubby face showed a bit of witty intimidation.

"What is it?" Zhen Yinjian smiled shallowly, trying his best to cooperate with this cute little fat man.

"Of course it's a sand bandit! the kind of guy who rides a tall horse, waves a bend, whizzes in, and whizzes away. They are the most terrifying Grim Reaper in the desert, they are all guys who kill people without blinking, eat people without spitting out bones. If you encounter that little body, people won't spit out bones when they eat it. Kirker waved his arms as he spoke, and his dancing looked particularly funny.

However, Zhen Yinjian laughed when he heard it, and when he looked back ahead, he found that there was sand rising in the distance, and something was approaching in this direction. His ears twitched slightly, and he could hear the sound of people and horses in the distance.

"Driving...... Driving ......" The sound of horses' hooves and human voices are intertwined, and the sound is getting closer and closer. And Zhen Yinjian looked into the distance, and saw a group of people who were similar to Kirker's description.

"Leader Kirkel, are you talking about such a group of people?" asked Zhen Yinjian when he turned back to Kirkel.

Kirkel, who was in a state of boasting, was a little upset when he was interrupted by Zhen Yinjian, he raised his eyes, his pupils immediately contracted, and his body couldn't help but tremble!

When the goat-bearded old man saw Kirkel's abnormality, he immediately followed it. This was so hopeless that dozens of sand bandits were galloping wildly, and they were about to be killed.

"The sand bandits are coming, the sand bandits are coming!" Old man Luo shouted a warning, immediately alerting everyone and looking ahead, at this time everyone realized the danger coming.

"Ouch, I'm such a crow's mouth, whatever!" said Kirkle, slamming one hand in his face, sighing, frustrated at his bad luck.

Everyone was gathered together, and the camels were led, but even so, they did not feel any peace of mind.

The reason is naturally that they have encountered the true god of death in the Morro Desert - the sand bandits!