"This sheep is the reincarnation of a saint, with the thickness of virtue, compared to the naked, poisonous insects do not sting, fierce beasts do not have a basis, grabbing birds do not fight, it is the body of a saint. ”

Pudao people sat cross-legged in place, as if they wanted to sit down with Xue Xuan and talk, this posture seemed to say, with me, this sheep can't be eaten!

"Xuan'er, this is the reincarnation of a saint, you must not eat it!"

Originally, Xue Mu felt a little strange about this kind of origin, and at this moment, a Taoist priest came and said that it was the reincarnation of a saint, and she couldn't help but feel a little frightened, afraid of being punished by God.

"You say a saint is a saint? I don't believe it. ”

Xue Xuan's expression was calm, and he put down the boiling water in his hand, although he didn't believe it, he already believed it in his heart.

"When a saint comes to the world, there is indeed a vision, but how can a saint be reincarnated as a sheep?"

Yiming shook his head, it's not the best to be a saint, if this sheep is really a saint, it will be miserable.

The saint comes to the world once in a thousand years, and the cultivation qualification is a godsend, and the blessings are profound, perhaps the saint can solve the crisis that is so great today.

But......

No matter how powerful a sheep is, he is still a sheep, he can neither cultivate nor fight, and he can't even speak human words, so what is the use of this saint?

"The saint transforms into three thousand phases, what about the sheep?"

The Pudao man shook his head, stretched out two fingers and pointed at the sheep, and the ropes on the four feet of the sheep were tied fell instantly.

Seeing Lao Dao's hand, everyone present had different expressions.

It was a very simple little trick, Xue Xuan could use spiritual energy, and Yiming could use sword energy, but none of them felt any power from this old Taoist priest.

"Since there is no mutton to eat, why do you have to drink, what is the Taoist chief looking for me when he comes this time?"

Xue Xuan looked at the sleeping holy sheep lying on the ground, then looked at the old Taoist priest, and put away the jar of wine with a wave of his hand.

He knew that Lao Dao came to his house like this, and it was definitely not just for a sheep, so he was very vigilant in his heart, after all, every time he appeared, the mysterious soul had been tirelessly reminding him,

Xue Xuan also asked him a few times, but the mysterious soul kept silent, not knowing whether he really didn't know or didn't want to say it.

"It's nothing, it's just something to say to you, go out for a walk?"

......

The bright moon hangs high, and there is still more than a month before the New Year, and in the past, the entire Eastern Continent would be full of red lanterns to render the atmosphere for the New Year, but now how bleak it is......

Not only is there no red lantern, but even everyone's face will have a melancholy color that cannot be dissipated.

Because the ridge was not wide enough, Lao Dao walked in front and Xue Xuan walked behind, and both of them were silent, and no one spoke first.

The late autumn wind blows on the small rice seedlings in the terraces, and the small rice seedlings that are a little yellowed can't stand up.

The cold moonlight shines on the terraced fields, and you can clearly see the faintly dry and yellowed land.

These rice seedlings were used by Xue's father for experiments, if you really wait until the beginning of spring next year to sow seeds, such a little food, so many people, how can you survive this time?

However, the results of the experiment were not ideal, and the yellowed rice seedlings could see that the land was not fertile at this time, and drying up was even more fatal.

In such cold weather, if it were to rain, the rain would turn into snow in the air.

The snow will crush all their efforts......

"Pudaoren, why can't you use water attribute spells to irrigate the fields?"

This question was stupid, but Xue Xuan still asked it.

You can't irrigate the fields with water attribute spells, this is what you said in the general knowledge class from Xiao Xiao to Da Kun Yuanshan, but at that time, Xue Xuan didn't ask why, not only Xue Xuan, but even the entire Eastern Continent No one would ask why.

Because this common sense is common sense, there are many ways to lack water, if this matter is in the past, there are many ways to solve it, if it doesn't work, don't plant it!

You can buy food for a little money, so I didn't care about it.

But now it's different, there is no caravan, where to buy food?

Without food, they will starve to death.

Now these small rice seedlings are not ordinary rice seedlings, but represent their hope,

So when Xue Xuan saw these yellowed rice seedlings, he couldn't help but think of this common sense problem that had always been in his cognition.

"Water Attribute Aura condensed by spells......

It is truly rootless water, which has no effect other than quenching thirst, because it does not contain what this little rice seedling needs. ”

Pudaoren squatted down and touched the yellowed leaves of the rice seedlings, his tone was solemn, and he glanced at Xue Xuan with a slight surprise, he didn't expect him to ask such a question.

"What does the little rice seedling need?"

Xue Xuan asked, he didn't know anything about planting, and he hadn't learned it, and there was no mention of this in the ancient books, so he wanted to ask.

"I don't know, only God knows. ”

Hearing Xue Xuan's question, Pudaoren said slowly, his tone a little embarrassed.

"Isn't the rain that falls from the sky also called rootless water?"

Of course Xue Xuan refused to be dismissed by a sentence of ignorance, he was a book maniac, and if he didn't know, he had to ask you why.

"There is no root in this and there is no root in the other, and wherever the water comes from the heavens, it slowly rises from the earth, and when it gathers too much, it becomes rain. ”

Pudao waved his hand, the higher he flew, the higher he looked, and there was no water in the sky, didn't he know......

"Then I see, but how do you know this? Have you ever been to heaven?"

Xue Xuan nodded, and then pretended to ask the latter question very casually, of course he would be happy to have the opportunity to probe the details of this person.

"Yes, hey, hey, it's fun! There's a palace, there's a roc! and ......."

Lao Dao's answer was like a joke, and when he heard Xue Xuan's question, he immediately danced happily, as if he had really gone to heaven.

Xue Xuan stroked his forehead a little helplessly, this old Taoist speech is really as casual as drinking water, he doesn't know which sentence is true and which sentence is false.

"By the way, I've seen the walking corpse, it's very special......"

The joyful tone of the old man changed in an instant, and it became very serious, which made Xue Xuan feel caught off guard.

"And then?"

Xue Xuan's tone was calm, he had seen it, he had seen it, what was there to be excited about.

"I was bitten by the walking corpse......"

"What?"

After hearing his words, Xue Xuan instantly pulled out his spear from the storage space, and his body quickly retreated.

It's not that he's too cautious, it's a necessary move.

It was the first time he had seen that he could be bitten by a walking corpse and still maintain his sanity for so long, and he didn't know the strength of this old way, but if he could hold on for so long and turn into a walking corpse, he must not be much worse in strength.

"I haven't finished speaking, the bite force of the walking corpse is good, and a walking corpse of the Three Talents Realm can bite my magic weapon. ”

Pudaoren glanced at Xue Xuan with disdain, and stretched out his hand to take out a fan from inside his ring clothes.

"And then?"

Xue Xuan saw that there was indeed an obvious mark on the fan, so he put his mind at ease, but he didn't get close to the old way, because it was too dangerous.

The Taoist priest who can tease the walking corpses of the Sancai Realm and survive, and the magic weapon that can defend against the walking corpses of the Sancai Realm......

What's even more dangerous is that there are absolutely no walking corpses in the Sancai Realm around here!

The old way must have come back from a long way away, but ......

What kind of realm will a person who is in such a hurry be?