Bai Lan walked out of this mountain with the ignorant Merlin, and sent his mother to the bottom of the cliff to remind him of the ancient clay pot tomb.

After putting the elderly who are over 60 years old and incapacitated from work into a grave cut in a clay pot, they will come every day to deliver food. But every time a meal is delivered to the elderly, a brick is laid. After the tomb is bricked to death, it will not matter whether the old man is still alive or not. Some children will not bear it, and they will take days to lay a brick. And those who do not have filial piety are eager to build two bricks a day, and just want to get rid of this oil bottle as soon as possible.

Different worlds, how similar histories, and all because of poverty caused by low productivity.

Bai Lan can give them food so that these old people can survive. But where did he get so much food to feed every meal every day? Food, shelter, clothing, every year there will be new old people, even if Bai Lan helps them for thousands of years, he can't change this bad habit.

Cang Liao knows etiquette, and knows honor and disgrace when he has enough food and clothing. This truth can be understood but not necessarily done.

In the cold and summer of May, it snowed heavily, and the world said that God had mercy on them, and they wept when they saw the common people suffering.

Bai Lan knew that this snow came from the northwest, the Wanmia Mountains. The Nine Heavens Sword Lord of the Yue Kingdom finally arrived.

It is true that it does not take nine heavenly products to kill a great master of heavenly products, but it is necessary to destroy a great sect with heavenly products. The great sect that has been passed down from generation to generation, you can't know how many ancestors and masters are left in the sect, so you naturally have to be cautious.

The country did not want to suffer casualties, so it directly crushed it with overwhelming combat power.

This heavy snow is only afraid that it is the Xuantian Sword Lord of the Nine Heavens Sword Master, and it will affect the outer realm before the scene of the May Flying Snow appears.

Gu insects are still afraid of cold by nature, and their cold magic powers are somewhat restrained.

It's just that as soon as the weather is cold, Bai Lan is even more lazy to move.

He passed by a small city, bought a carriage in the city and tied it to the red horse, Merlin sat on the wheel outside the carriage, and Bai Lan sat in the carriage and pulled down the curtain to separate it, quietly refining the spiritual grass aura.

There is a string of wind chimes hanging on the right corner of the carriage, if there is a demon and other qi approaching, it will tremble violently, and the carriage is reinforced by Bai Lan with mana, and there is no need to be afraid of any dark arrows suddenly shooting in, so it is a rather quiet place to cultivate.

Merlin didn't know the way, but Bai Lan just walked to the place where the sun was setting.

So under the sunset, a red horse wooden car slowly walked towards the west mountain, the sound of the horse's hooves and the horn bell sounded softly, and the child set up the car and went straight to the place where the clouds sank.

Merlin drove the car, from time to time in a daze, the horse is very spiritual and will walk on its own, just need to control the direction and speed.

In a trance, he caught a glimpse of a silver light on the ground, suddenly remembered something, hurriedly pulled the rope, and shouted: "Huh~"

Merlin took a closer look, and there was indeed a silver line hanging three feet high on the ground, and if the horse walked directly over, he was afraid that the horse's hooves would not be directly cut off and would fall to the ground, and the carriage would naturally bump and damage the axle wood and could not continue to move forward.

This is often the usual method of raiding by thieves, and Merlin has experienced it firsthand.

"Whoosh~"

He was just about to speak, when a sharp arrow burst through the air and landed a foot above Merlin's head, and the wings of the arrow were still making a trembling sound, like Merlin's rapidly beating heart.

"Male... Childe, there are robbers! ”

"It's all right, come in."

Bai Lan's voice came out, and Merlin's heart suddenly calmed down, and he hurriedly got into the carriage.

The snow was still falling silently around them, and the robbers and thieves in the shadows raised their longbows again and shot sharp arrows into the carriages.

"Zheng~"

There was a constant sound of arrows crashing, and all the wooden arrows fell one after another.

"Three masters, what's going on? None of the brothers' arrows could hit? One of the bandits asked.

A one-eyed thief, looking at the carriage below with a fierce face, said coldly: "Tell the brothers to copy the guys, go down directly and chop up the people in the cart, and see if there is anything valuable." ”

"Okay! Follow me, brothers! ”

Suddenly, more than a dozen swift figures hiding in the snow rushed towards the carriage, each holding a big knife in their hands, and killed with excitement on their faces.

The red horse was affected by this momentum, and wiped his hooves on the ground uneasily, panting heavily.

Just when everyone surrounded the carriage, the third master came out and said with a cruel smile: "Listen, the people in the car, hand over the valuable things and food on your body, we can spare your life, otherwise you will have to separate your mind in this ice and snow!" ”

"Wow~"

The curtain on the car was lifted, and a man in white leaned out and stood in the snow, dazzling in white light and handsome.

"What a handsome boy, it's time to go back to be Lao Tzu's rabbit master!"

The one-eyed three-man had a lewd face full of evil, rubbing his hands and looking at him intently.

Bai Lan's face was expressionless, standing on the carriage and glanced at everyone condescendingly, and found that all of them were angry, and there was no good person.

So, the golden pupils flashed, and the bodies of more than a dozen thieves in the wind and rain were frozen.

In such a cold weather, it only takes one night to freeze to death.

He bent down, ready to return to the carriage.

But at this moment, the corner bell suddenly rang and vibrated sharply.

Bai Lan stopped his movements, raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings, he suddenly felt an invisible eye watching him in a secret place.

This feeling is very weird, it's not a demon or a ghost, then it's only a demon!

Yue Guo actually has a demon cultivation monster?

"Hahaha, I didn't expect to meet a cultivator in such a remote place. It's really earned! ”

A strange voice sounded, and the thieves' feet suddenly flew with snow and dust, and their young arms stretched out.

Each arm was covered in purple-red blood, and in the palm of each hand was an eye watching him from all directions.

A middle-aged Taoist was wearing a Qingchen Taoist robe, holding a white beard to whisk the dust, looking like a fairy wind Dao bone, but his eyes were all black, with no eyeballs and no color.

Bai Lan looked at the other party a few times with interest, "Are you a demon cultivator?" ”

"What if it weren't?" The Taoist priest smiled gloomily, "My name is the Thousand-Eyed Great Demon, and it is not a loss to die in my hands." ”

The Great Demon is the name of the middle realm in the Demon Cultivation.

Bai Lan condensed, the other party didn't look like a demon who was a loose cultivator, but like a disciple of the Demon Sect. And there happened to be on the periphery of the Ten Thousand Miasma Mountains.

Could it be that the Seven Gu Sect invited the Demon Sect to help? You must know that Qiguo has been hostile to Demon Cultivators for thousands of years, and both sides can be said to hate each other.

Bai Lan laughed at himself in his heart, it seems that this benefit is not so easy to take in vain. The reason why he wanted to come and see the excitement was not only to observe the battle of the heavenly masters, but also to observe the battle of the heavenly masters, and the half-step method, and naturally he was also thinking about the 10,000-year inheritance of the Seven Gu Sect.

Whether it is exercises, magic weapons, books, pills, or Gu worms, they are all scarce things.

After thinking for a moment, thousands of arms had grown on the ground, and thousands of one-eyed eyes stared at Bai Lan silently, just as Fang looked at each other, he felt that there was some kind of great fear of thinking occupying his mind, and he couldn't help but panic.

Bai Lan's expression was slightly solemn, this demon cultivator is the best at demagogic people, confusing the world, good at psychologically pinching the dead, seducing people's hearts with joy, anger, sorrow, etc., making the enemy lose their minds, and let it be manipulated, which can be described as extremely weird.

After a little contemplation in his heart, he raised his sleeves, and countless skeletons were all over the place, trembling and moving, turning into a huge white bone ghost king with a hundred feet high, with blue ghost fire burning in his eyes, and a sharp white bone giant axe in his hand, surrounded by Taoist resentful spirits, the air around him was as cold as ice, and the cold ghost king faced the strange monster.

The Bone Ghost King let out a roar of rage, and the huge axe blade was close to the ground, cutting off all his arms, and the blood splattered and stained the white snow.

But the severed arm still shook and stood up, the eyes in the palm of his hand were still staring intently at Bai Lan, and the emotionless eyes were reflecting Bai Lan's figure.

I would write a chapter in the evening, enough for four or five thousand words.