"There are really a lot of mountain bandits in this Qingshan country, there must be six or seven of them, we want to go west, after passing the Qingshan country, we entered the Dayang country, what is the level of this Dayang country, everyone knows and everyone knows, that is the mountain king who is a bandit leader, this country is wilted and wilted, and it won't last for a few days, maybe it will be wiped out by several other countries!"

"Brother, how far are we from this Dayang Kingdom?" asked Wang Mu.

"The country of Dayang is not far away, and there is a red-bearded cottage across the country of Qingshan, but the current foreign visitors from Dayang can't go there, otherwise there will be problems!" said the coachman a little nervously.

"What's the problem?" Wang Mu asked.

The coachman glanced back at Wang Mu, and then said: "This Dayang country is a bandit's nest, I heard that it has something to do with a demon country, and the Luojian Sect is not good at making a move against him, just let the surrounding countries check and balance him." Think about what kind of place the demon country is, a radius of thousands of miles, don't enter the living, I heard that the demon country often goes out to catch people to eat, the country of the human race and the country of the demon race have been fighting since ancient times, and until now the winner has not been distinguished, this country of the Yang is the blood of the demon race, I heard that they also eat people in the country of the city!

Wang Mu chuckled, although this coachman knew something, but it was a bit exaggerated, if the Dayang Kingdom really ate people, the country around him was full of human races, and the big sect of the Luojian Sect was there, and he would definitely destroy the Dayang Country and avoid future troubles!

But now, the country of Dayang can develop from a thief to a country, it seems that the ancestors of the country of Dayang are all heroes.

Perhaps, the demon clan behind the Dayang Kingdom is just supporting the Dayang Kingdom, and will not do anything too cross-lined, after all, although the human race is infighting, it is not not the opponent of the demon clan when united.

"It's really interesting to listen to what you said, and I'm really a little curious about that Dayang country. Wang Mu said.

The old brother of the coachman was a little anxious at this time: "Little brother, you can listen to my brother's persuasion, that Dayang Country is really not a place where mortals like us can go, I heard that there are many people who went to Dayang Country and never came back, you better be careful, obediently go to the Luojian Sect, although the Luojian Sect is a bad sect, but he will not kill people at will, this Dayang Country is really not a good place, it is dangerous!"

Wang Mu just nodded, did not speak, he watched the coachman's ox walk slowly, the spiritual power probed the past, and found that the cow was actually a buffalo with weak spiritual power.

"Brother, this cow doesn't look like a mortal breed. Wang Mu asked.

The coachman said proudly: "Little brother has good eyesight, brother, my cow was bought from the Royal Beast Country, but it cost my brother a lot of hard-earned money, but he didn't suffer a loss, this spirit cow is good, he walks fast, he is sensible, and he knows how to find food by himself! Before sunset, we can rush to Dafei Town, stop there for one night at night, and on the second day, we can go out of Qingshan Country!"

Wang Mu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this continent is different from their Divine Continent, the mortals of the Divine Continent are too ordinary, although there are martial artists, people are ordinary people, but the mortals of this continent have already participated in the monks, or the monks have affected the daily life of mortals, food and clothing.

In Shenzhou, the monk is the immortal master, that is the supreme existence, where can mortals dare to say a word, seeing the monk is more awe-inspiring than seeing the emperor.

But you see, in Buzhou, a cattle driver is casually insulting the Luojian Sect who can let this coachman die with a single order, which is really interesting.

Could it be that there really is a method here that breaks the inheritance of Zen Buddhism, which says that all beings are equal and fearless?

"Brother is not afraid that the people of the Falling Sword Sect will know that they will come to trouble you?" Wang Mu said.

"What are you afraid of, the Luojian Sect is a monk sect, and we ordinary people don't even have a straight eye, so how can they take care of me driving cattle and delivering goods. The driver said absently.

Wang Mu followed the ox cart for a day, but the coachman underestimated the speed of his old cow, and they passed Dafei Town in the middle of the afternoon, and the coachman saw that the time was still early, so he pulled Wang Mu and continued to move forward, and this walk was until sunset.

"Oh, I was in a hurry, but I forgot that the town west of Dafei Town was destroyed by Redbeard some time ago, so let's rest in this wood!" said the coachman embarrassedly.

Wang Mu's face was slightly stunned, he didn't know what to say, this coachman can still receive the goods now, it's really amazing!

The coachman came down, let the ox go, and said to it, "Go and eat some grass and rest, and my husband will go to the fire." ”

The driver took out a firewood knife from the car, the blade looked very sharp, and he searched around for some dry firewood and prepared to make a fire. Wang Mu and the little white dog hidden in the straw pile stayed where they were, sitting in the car and waiting.

It's early winter now, Wang Mu doesn't know how long he has been in the void, they entered the Xuanmen Pass in late autumn, and it has been a lot of time in the Xuanmen Pass, and it may have been a year now!

"Time is really like a white horse, if you don't become an immortal, you really can't be on par with the sky, immortal! I just don't know if the human immortals of this continent are true immortals!" Wang Mu thought.

The coachman came with a few huge sticks of dry wood, and he walked to the cart, and the old cow was not far away and looked down and gnawed the young shoots buried in the dead leaves, and some dry hay, and the coachman took out the flint, and lit the dead leaves, and then set the wood on fire.

"Little brother, come. Let's bake the fire together, it's too cold this night, and it's easy to freeze your body!" said the coachman to Wang Mu.

Wang Mu walked over, and the little white dog felt Wang Mu get out of the car, ran out of the car, and followed Wang Mu, swaggering, as if he was the master and Wang Mu was his pioneer.

Wang Mu didn't know the origin of the little white dog behind him, but he came out of the copper knife, and he just bluffed to himself, and came over with his teeth and claws, but he kicked it away, which was like a guy with a false appearance.

But the little white dog is a real cultivation in the later stage of foundation building, and they are even stronger than the gray monkeys, and they don't look like a serious dog.

Sure enough, after the little white dog woke up, he was full of energy and spread joy in the woods, which surprised the coachman: "Little brother, your white-eyed wolf dog is also a spirit beast, my buffalo is usually not even afraid of the wolves in the forest, but now he is a white-eyed wolf dog who does not dare to approach you." ”

Wang Mu thought to himself, if he was really frightened by your buffalo, then his cultivation in the later stage of foundation building would really be a waste. Wang Mu lost some white crystals, and the wood that was about to be burned was like a new wood at this time, and it couldn't be burned no matter how much it was burned.

The coachman didn't care about this, he lay on the side, took a straw mat and asked Wang Mu, Wang Mu didn't need it, he fell asleep unceremoniously, he had to hurry tomorrow morning, he needed to rest early.

Wang Mu waited until the coachman fell asleep, he glanced at the little white dog, closed his eyes and began to cultivate.

A monk cultivates, and his body rests, but his dantian qi sea does not rest, a monk in the middle stage of qi refining can do not sleep for a night, all cultivation, and the next day will still be full of energy, this is the benefit of cultivation.

When you reach the realm of Wang Mu, you only need to condense for an hour every day, and you don't need to sleep all day.

In the second half of the night, the little white dog suddenly raised his head and looked into the depths of the woods, a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly appeared, Wang Mu also woke up, he felt a very strange aura, very similar to the breath of the Divine Owl, but less majestic than the Divine Owl, more cold feeling.

A spiritual power flew out of Wang Mu's hand, turned into a circle of light, protected the coachman, and then looked at the depths of the forest, what was the thing that appeared here?

"Monk?" A middle-aged man with a very evil look walked out, with a trace of blood on his head, and his hands were not hands, but a pair of things that looked like wolf claws.

"Are you a demon clan?" asked Wang Mu.

The middle-aged man wiped the blood remaining on the corner of his mouth and said, "Yes, I am the demon clan, and I killed a few monks just now, and you are unlucky to meet me!"

"Really?"