Bad Master: Disciple, don't make trouble, you are pregnant!

In the early morning of the next day, Wei Canglan and others followed Zhao Shanxiong's team on the road.

This man in the desert is a good man, emphasizing love, righteousness and reason.

Knowing what happened today, it was his people who made mistakes first.

After apologizing to Wei Canglan and Li Jin, they even paid for their meals.

This made Wei Canglan feel very comfortable, and there was only one meal left, so he really didn't want to poke.

On the way forward, Zhao Shanxiong chatted with Wei Canglan, revealing that the purpose of their trip was similar to the bodyguards recruited by various towns in the desert to escort various supplies from the Central Plains to the desert.

The official soldiers have many soldiers and horses, and their clothes are easily recognizable, so they are easy to be targeted by the sand bone tribe, and it is not easy to escape.

So these wandering warriors of the rivers and lakes came here temporarily to make up the numbers, and it happened that the end of this trip was the northernmost tip of the desert, which was consistent with Wei Canglan's itinerary.

Zhao Shanxiong also said that there have been more and more rumors about the Demon God's Power Bone in the desert recently. It is rumored that the Demon God has awakened and has even reached the northernmost tip of the desert, which is the area where the Burial Sand Scorpion is located.

Regarding this statement, Wei Canglan just nodded and did not express his opinion.

What does he think?
He also didn't know whether the demon god's bone was real or not.

The system will not be able to predict the position of the enemy.

Therefore, we can only take one step at a time.

In fact, in Wei Canglan's heart, there were thousands of people who were unwilling to take this trip.

Because he is afraid.

If the Demon God Ligu really exists and he meets him again, the result can be imagined.

No matter how many cards he has in his hole now, if he meets an ancient demon god, he will be no different from a mortal.

But for the cultivation of the third disciple, as a master, he can't complain at all.

After thinking about it carefully, Wei Canglan felt something was wrong.

A breakthrough in plum blossom cultivation requires the treasures of heaven and earth.

But where are these treasures in Dayu world?Why did you come to the desert to look for it?
He had suspected for a long time that the old boy Qi Xiao was cheating people, and his previous brain supplements were too outrageous.

Because he had been to the desert once, Qi Xiao thought he had an idea in his heart.

Wei Canglan felt that he was arranged by Qi Xiao clearly.

To have such an old man become an uncle, heh, I don't know whether it is luck or sorrow.

Before setting off, Wei Canglan and Li Jin deliberately changed into a low-key long gown in order to deceive others.

Li Jin even put on a bamboo hat to hide his breath, so as not to be noticed by good people.

It's not that Wei Canglan is overly cautious, it's that in this vast desert, a few Sand Bone Tribes may emerge from the mouth of sand, so be careful in everything.

The carriages that had been parked in the city before had all been unloaded, covered with tarpaulins, and loaded on camels.

Horses are not suitable for long-distance treks in the desert. They are not adapted to the terrain or climate, nor can they store fat and energy.

The camel is different, it is the cruiser in the desert.

Although it was Wei Canglan's first time riding a camel, it felt good. The big guy under his feet was very obedient, but the little flower in his arms was drooping. Just like the last time he came, he couldn't stand the heat of the desert.

Li Jin also rode a horse alone, following closely behind Wei Canglan, keeping an eye on the surroundings all the time.

After about an hour or so, everyone arrived at an oasis, and the surrounding air became sober.

Zhao Shanxiong ordered everyone in the team to stop and rest.

Wei Canglan patted the camel, walked to the water source, and took a breath of fresh air. At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the rat looking for faults from yesterday.

The other party also noticed the gaze, turned his head and ran away in fright, and he and his fellow disciples hesitated and didn't know what to say.

He lost ten teeth, struggled to eat, and had trouble speaking, half of his face was swollen like a pig's head.

But he never complained about Zhao Shanxiong.

Because this kid knew in his heart that without Zhao Shanxiong, he would not be as simple as losing his teeth.

Neither disabled nor injured.

At this time, Zhao Shanxiong came over and handed the water bag to Wei Canglan.

The latter shook his head and shook the wine gourd on his waist, indicating that there was wine in it.

Zhao Shanxiong grinned, showing two rows of yellow teeth on his dark face, and said with a tusk:
"Mr. Wei, you don't know about this. In the desert, wine doesn't quench your thirst."

"It can only be clear water."

Wei Canglan smiled and said mysteriously:
"I am a monk."

Zhao Shanxiong shut up.

He knew what the other person meant.

I am a monk, not like you vulgar warriors.

Cultivators can rely on aura to operate, keep themselves in a state of low consumption, and prevent the loss of water in the body.

Zhao Shanxiong has long seen that Wei Canglan is a master, and he also guessed the identity of the monk from the other party's temperament and conversation.

It's just that it's confirmed now, and I'm still a little surprised.

"I don't know Mr. Wei, what sect does he come from?"

Wei Canglan waved his hand, not caring:
"Which sect is it, is it important?"

"Soon you'll find out."

Wei Canglan had a premonition that this trip must be full of dangers.

Moreover, danger will soon find its way.

After a brief rest, the team set off again.

This walk is two hours.

By noon, when the sun was in full bloom, the team was about to enter the center of the desert.

The scorching sun shone down and hit the person's body, which was especially stinging.

Many tall men couldn't hold on, and fell off the camels.

The companions around him could only help him up and throw him up again.

Falling behind now is no different from meeting Hades.

There is no village in front, no store behind, and whoever passes out will only belch.

This is Zhao Shanxiong's second delivery of supplies.

The first time he was lucky, he followed an old man, and later encountered the Sandbone Tribe.

The old man was killed on the spot, and he managed to recover his life by hiding under the corpse of his companion.

But without the camel, he almost died of thirst in the desert.

It was still at that time that a group of girls rescued him, Yingying Yanyan, so lively.

It's just that the girls are also covered in blood, a little embarrassed.

Wei Canglan learned all these things from Lao Zhao.

Wei Canglan was very interested in those girls. Hearing what he said, he made a preliminary judgment that the other party must be a monk.

But as for which sect it is, it is unknown.

Zhao Shanxiong could not give too many details.

However, relying on this point, Wei Canglan concluded that someone had already arrived here first, and even started to confront the Sandbone Tribe.

Probably six or seven days ago.

At that time, he had just returned to the Cangxing Gate with Mei Hua.

interesting.

Which sect it is, also came to investigate this matter, and even helped to eradicate the Shabone Tribe.

It doesn't have to be an eradication, it may also be a conflict that occurs when they meet face to face, and it seems to be a victory.

Wei Canglan couldn't help rubbing his chin in thought, Li Jin behind him came forward on a camel, seeing her slender waist swaying with the bumps of the camel, Wei Canglan felt itchy in his heart.

I also want to be a camel.

cough cough.

"Master."

Li Jin lowered his voice and called softly.

"What's the matter?"

"Just now Zhao Shanxiong said that he was rescued by a group of beautiful girls, so Jin'er guesses that there are only two possibilities for the identity of the other party."