When Li Qinglang returned to the basin from the sea, he didn't know whether it was because he carried the aftertaste of immortal light or the dangerous aura of becoming a god in one step, the moment he stepped into this place!

The ice crystal ancient toothed tiger, the polar mammoth, and the three-tailed cold lizard all stood up together!

His eyes were focused on himself, showing a hint of caution.

In the eyes of these powerful Yuanying monsters, this human being was just a golden elixir with a good foundation last night, but today he has enough ability to threaten them!

Because his spiritual consciousness carries the aura of becoming a god! That is also what these monsters walking at the end of the Nascent Soul have been pursuing the most!

After discovering that there was just a trace of contamination, they lay down again and practiced quietly.

Come to think of it, it's just a mid-stage quasi-golden elixir, how is that possible?

Li Qinglang didn't care so much. Anyway, as long as others didn't mess with him, he wouldn't care about anything.

Returning to his own space, he was ready to recover from last night's fluctuations in his mind.

If a monk has not reached the state of spiritual transformation and his spiritual consciousness is out of the body for a long time, it is actually a loss of energy and spirit, which will cause great damage to the roots and bones of the avenue.

Just imagine a house with air leaks everywhere. Wind and rain can easily enter, and the house will inevitably collapse easily.

If the human body is regarded as the house of the soul, then the filthy air and evil will in the world are the wind and rain!

Once the house collapses, the soul inside will also die!

I casually glanced in the direction of the child, but saw no human figure, not even the domestic animals. However, under the simple wooden shed, the animal skins and other things were no longer there, so it seemed that the child had left here.

Thinking about the plot that happened next, Li Qinglang didn't pay attention. Anyway, it would be easy to catch up with him after resting for a long time!

The human child had already woken up when the sky was dark, holding an extremely long whip in his arms.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, the child first glanced at the poultry that looked like pigs but had horns sleeping nearby. They were called Bu Le.

The child once wondered why, and it was probably because their calls sounded so unhappy.

Pointing his fingers and counting, there was no missing one, and the child smiled happily.

His home is not very far from here. If we set off at dawn now, we can get there in two days.

Just because the water and grass here are abundant, it is a rare place where poultry can eat all year round.

Every winter, there are only a few roots left in the woodland and grassland near my home. If they are allowed to eat, they may not be able to survive the next summer.

And here, although there are many terrifying monsters, there is nothing they can do to get a bite to eat. Furthermore, as long as they enter this place, the monsters will not hurt people. So they can feel free to come here to roam here for a few days in winter.

Take some aquatic plants back with you.

The boy was like this. The environment he was born in was too harsh, but what could he do? He could only use his small and thin shoulders to resist the hardships of life.

I touched the dry food on my body and saw that it was a few sesame seed cakes that my mother made specially for the kang when we set out. Yesterday, I was greedy and ate one more. I can’t eat it this morning, otherwise I will have to go home hungry tomorrow.

Sighing, he took out a few more small red fruits, only the size of his thumb. They were the few foods in the basin that he could eat.

Originally, when his grandfather brought him here, he also introduced several kinds of grass roots and fruits, but he was too young at that time and cannot remember them now.

If you accidentally eat a fruit that looks very similar to it, your stomach will be cut like a knife, and your life will probably be in danger.

Thinking that he would be able to eat the food cooked by his mother tomorrow night, he was instantly full of motivation. He swallowed the red fruit, which he was not full of, and drank a few more sips of water.

Then he quietly woke up those unhappy people, picked up a cart of water plants, and walked carefully towards the exit.

If you look from behind, you can't actually see him, you can only see a pile of grass tied to the waterwheel.

But he is not afraid of hardship, what he is afraid of is that his mother is worried.

So he often told his mother, "When I grow up, I will bring back more grass and a tank full of water!"

My mother always smiled and said hello, touching her head, with tears of joy in her eyes.

After leaving the basin, today's road was actually quite easy to walk. Those ferocious beasts had completely trampled the road.

But the child was still sweating profusely, and his clothes were completely soaked, with a layer of frost forming on the surface.

Maybe it was because he hadn't eaten in the morning, so he hadn't arrived at the small forest where he was supposed to be at noon, and his stomach was growling unsatisfactorily.

"Okay, stop barking. Can we eat cakes when we get to the grove? Mom made the cakes on the kang. They are fragrant and delicious!"

With this thought in mind, the child kept walking all the way. He knew that once he stopped on such a long journey, he would have to rest for a while.

The two-wheeled vehicle moved forward unsteadily, with a large group of more than a dozen unhappily following behind, their bellies full of food.

After finally reaching the grove, the Bu Le people walked in no hurry today. They lay down leisurely in the shade to rest and chew the cud.

The child pulled the water plant cart to the edge of a large flat stone slab, released the handle, and took off the strap from his chest with calloused hands. He still couldn't pull so many things by just pulling on the handle, and could only pull like

Like an old cow, it relies on the strength of the whole body.

Lying on the stone slab that had been polished by countless generations, the child breathed a sigh of relief. He was already so hungry that he no longer had the strength to hold the bread.

After lying down for a while, he took out a golden sesame seed cake that was larger than a palm. The child held it in front of his eyes and shook his head.

"Seobing, sesame cake, my mom's sesame cake. Look at you, do you look like the sun in the sky?"

"Hey, the sun has been eaten!"

Li Qinglang was actually following the child at noon, but he did not appear immediately because he could see the child's fatigue and strength! He was afraid that once he appeared, he would disrupt the child's pace and breathing rhythm.

At this moment, he disappeared and stood on the top of a treetop, looking at the child amusing himself.

In fact, in the setting, he is only four or five years younger than the protagonist.

After thinking for a while, he turned around and landed on the other side of the woods, then walked slowly closer.

"What are you mumbling about?"

The sudden sound made the child jump and he hurriedly stood up from the stone slab.

Looking towards the place where the voice came from, it was a big brother who was dressed very delicately. Although his skin was almost as white as his own, it didn't have the redness or small cracks from the cold.

As for that white gown, he had only seen it on the immortals who occasionally passed by the village!

"Xiao Mu Mu didn't know you were resting here, so I'm sorry for disturbing you. Xiao Mu Mu will leave right now. I hope you won't be angry with me."

The child said at a loss what to do, obviously he had prepared a speech for a long time.

Also, in such a difficult environment, who is willing to deal with a helpless human kid?

Eating him and those unhappy people would only fill their stomachs, but they might not even be able to replenish the consumed spiritual energy.

Li Qinglang smiled bitterly in his heart, feeling that the child still regarded him as a bad guy.

Isn't that right? The child was stirring the last bite of sesame seed cake with his hands at this moment, not knowing whether to move or stand.

My mother said that in a place like theirs, if you encounter strange people, no matter whether you recognize them or not, don't pay attention to them. It's probably some monsters that want to eat people!

"If you don't say anything, will the little wooden boy leave?"

Li Qinglang put out a gentle voice and spoke slowly, "Your name is Xiaomu?"

"Well, my mother hopes that I will grow up like the wood here."

The child said honestly.

"That's it."

Li Qinglang also knew another meaning of the small logs, which was that he hoped that he could be like these logs. Even if they fell over, they would remain immortal for thousands of years and not rotten for thousands of years.

"I'm from the Xianyin Sect. Does the Xianyin Sect know?"

There was a flash of brightness in Xiao Mumu's eyes, but it soon became dull again.

"I know, the elder brothers who will pass by in the village are from the Xianyin Sect. I heard from them that the Xianyin Sect is the village chief of several villages here, ah, no, this is such a big place!"

Regarding this explanation, Li Qinglang smiled slightly and walked closer, "Do you live near here? I just want to go to a village nearby to find the big brothers you mentioned."

Xiaomu stepped back in fear, but accidentally tripped over himself. Fortunately, Li Qinglang reached out and put it back on the stone slab.

"I don't live near here, I'm in a village over there."

Xiao Shitou was obviously amazed by this immortal method, and at the same time he was a little scared. He quickly said: "Brother Immortal, I have to go on my way, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, he quickly stood up and woke up those unhappy people, then stepped on the shoulder strap connecting the two-wheeled car, and pulled the car outside.

Li Qinglang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He touched his face and thought: Am I that scary? This face should be pretty pretty.

He cast a spell to create a mirror, and it turned out to be the appearance he had described. Although it looked a bit like reality, it wasn't scary overall.

Later, I no longer deliberately suppressed my spiritual power, so I put on my daily clothes again. Shouldn't it be that I felt like an immortal when I saw myself?

Shaking his head, he caught up with Xiaomu in one step.

"Am I scary?"

Xiaomu didn't speak, but lowered his head, leaned forward, and silently quickened his pace.

Li Qinglang was extremely helpless, so he followed his steps and walked on the road.

Xiaomu didn't dare to speak at the moment, but the hurried steps under his feet showed his fear.

He thought, "It's broken. It's broken. What should I do?" It seemed that the harmful monsters in the stories his mother told him were really interested in them, and they wanted to follow him.

When he thought of this, tears welled up in Xiaomu's eyes. His mother was still waiting for him to go back. She would be so sad when she was eaten.

There are still so many unhappy things. In the spring of next year, I hope to sell some of these unhappy things to make some money to support my family, so that I can continue to go to school.

After thinking about it, Xiaomu simply stopped walking, stopped and cried.

"Please don't eat me, please! My mother is still at home waiting for me to come back, otherwise I'll give you some Bu Le, please, please don't eat me!"

Li Qinglang was also a little panicked. He knew that he had scared the child and didn't know what to do, so he took out some sealed barbecue.

"Okay, okay, don't cry. I'm really not a bad person. Let's take a rest and eat something before we go on our way."

Perhaps it was the aroma of the barbecue that hit his nostrils. Xiaomu wiped his tears, sniffed, and asked with tears in his eyes: "Are you really not going to eat me?"

"Really, I'm just a little bored traveling alone. I want you to be my companion. Now, all this food is yours."

Li Qinglang found that this trick was effective and threw out more than a dozen pieces of barbecue again, then waved his sleeves to create a small comfortable space. The breeze blew away the smell of sweat on the small piece of wood that was aggravated by the fear of rushing.

"Can I not eat it and put it in my bag?"

Xiaomu looked at so many large pieces of meat and swallowed several times, but still asked tentatively.
Chapter completed!